One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 36 The Funeral Under the Sunset
Although these cavalry didn't bring any handy tools, they were all strong and strong soldiers. Their physical strength was much better than Gao Hanqing's, and they were not slow to dig holes.

In the afternoon, two more cavalry troops entered the city one after another, sent by the Longyou Jiedu Envoy and the Hexi Jiedu Envoy.

What greeted them was also Song Yun's questioning:

"Why sit and watch Anxi being attacked by Jing Jun?"

The leading officers of the two cavalry were highly skilled in martial arts and had a bad temper, so they directly talked back.

In the end, Song Yun rushed into the formation and beat him violently. He used the "Sky Ghost Hidden Shadow Technique", and his movements were as fast as ghosts.

Before the cavalry had time to ride their horses to dodge, they were pulled off their horses one by one, and their noses and faces were bruised.

In the end, hundreds of people wailed and limped after Song Yun to dig a hole.

The first Shuofang Dao cavalrymen sat by the pit, watching the excitement with a smile on their faces.

These people are all Tang frontier soldiers in name, but in fact they are their own masters, their relationship is complicated, and they usually look forward to seeing each other's jokes.

With the help of more than 1000 soldiers, the digging speed was much faster.

In the evening, 850 seven deep pits were dug, and 850 old soldiers were wrapped in Jing Qi and lay quietly inside.

These cavalrymen had been busy for a long time, sweating profusely from exhaustion, but looking at the thousands of old soldiers who had died heroically, they retracted their complaints, feeling deeply moved.

The passing of these veterans represents the end of a glorious era.

In the days that followed, the Tang Kingdom was torn apart, and the feudal towns all over the country supported themselves and fought endlessly for their own interests.

An army like this may never appear again.

In a few years, no one may remember that in the depths of the desolate and remote desert, in a dilapidated old lonely city, there was such an army that stood alone for 50 years in a state of isolation and helplessness. In the first year, no one escaped from the incoming army on the battlefield until the entire army was wiped out.

No, this mysterious young man in white, a stunning martial arts genius, might be the successor of the Beiting Army.

Could there be a day for Beiting Mansion soldiers to reappear?Looking at the figure in plain white robes, everyone couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Song Yun dug out a scorched black table that was falling apart from the ruins of the house, and used it as a simple altar.

Six blood-stained heads were lined up on the table, and some of them had their eyes wide open, their faces froze forever in horror.

"This is..." The cavalry looked over in surprise.

"Jing will be the leader."

Song Yun found several bottles of shochu from the cellar, and sprinkled them around the old soldiers.

Then he returned to the altar and set Jing Jiang's head on fire with fierce oil.

Looking along the light of the fire, General Guo, Lao Litou, Lao Zhang, Lao Zhao... They were all wrapped in the scenery flag, lying in the shadows, and could no longer see their faces clearly.

Song Yun knew most of the members of the Beiting Army, but not very well.

Chatting and bickering on weekdays, fighting and fighting in the martial arts training ground, these old soldiers seem to live an optimistic and open-minded life, no different from young people.

But as soon as he talked about his hometown, the past, and the current situation of Tang, he suddenly became sad and depressed.

The pain in the old soldier's heart has never been explained to outsiders.

Why they are willing to give up their lives and stay in this lonely desert city all their lives, Song Yun, as a modern person who has only traveled for a year, is actually hard to understand.

But Song Yun was grateful to them for saving him, teaching him martial arts, and helping him integrate into this world.

There is no need to experience the chaos outside, and there is no intrigue. The life is simple, but it is happier than in the previous life.

Anxi is not a desolate lonely city, but a piece of pure land.

Even though it had been burned to ruins, Song Yun felt that this place might be better than other places.

The veterans guard Anxi's will, and he is willing to inherit it.

The flames flickered on the altar, shining towards the desolate sunset that was gradually sinking westward, as if soaked in the orange-red afterglow that filled the sky, flickering flickeringly.

Song Yun held up a half pot of soju, facing the 850 corpses under the setting sun.

"You spend your whole life defending a city, and you can go there with peace of mind if you are successful."

"Next, Anxi will be guarded by me."

"I guard this city not for Tang, but for you and myself."

"As long as I'm around, Anxi will never be breached."

"Don't worry, everyone, go all the way."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank the soju in one gulp.

The cavalrymen of the Tang Dynasty gave a solemn military salute with solemn expressions, and then began to fill in the soil.

A puff of sand was sprinkled down, gradually covering the bodies of the old soldiers.

The veterans of the Beiting Army were buried in the land they guarded all their lives.

……

After the funeral, the officers of the three cavalry came to Song Yun.

They were going to investigate the truth about Jing Jun's disastrous defeat, but after hearing Song Yun's answer, they couldn't believe that a remnant army of less than 3000 people killed and wounded 4 Jing Jun.

It is impossible to ask the truth, but this young man in white is a rare martial arts wizard, there is no doubt about it.

If you can help Jiedushi recruit him into his account, it must be a great achievement.

"Brother Song, now that Anxi has been destroyed by the flames of war, the Jing army is likely to make a comeback. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Why not follow me back to Shuofang."

"My family's Jiedu envoy is very thirsty for talents, and recruits talents. If I know that such talents as Brother Song have come to vote, I will definitely be very happy, and I will definitely entrust them with great value."

"The man is determined to make contributions. Since you are the successor of the Beiting Army, you will naturally guard the frontier and make some achievements. Only in the future will there be hope of rebuilding the Beiting Army."

"Next, if Jingguo sends troops to attack again, Shuofang will definitely have a war. This is also your chance!"

The officers of the other two cavalry also said the same thing, with earnest words and promises of various benefits.

Jingguo has hundreds of thousands of soldiers capable of fighting, and the loss of 4 people this time is not considered a serious injury.

After slowing down for a while, they will call again sooner or later.

Shuofang, Hexi, and Longyou, located in the northwest of the Tang Kingdom, are under great pressure and urgently need the help of a master like Song Yun.

But no matter how the officers persuaded and recruited, Song Yun just shook his head:
"Let's go, I'll stay in Anxi, as long as Jing Jun comes."

Several officers stared wide-eyed, "Brother, it's no joke that the army is pressing down on you. Even if you reach the master level, you are at risk of dying under thousands of arrows. How can you, a congenital martial artist, withstand it?"

"That's right, and this time Jing Guo only came to the main battle force, and the top 'Jing Rui Shi' has not been dispatched yet."

"Jing Ruishi is all composed of martial arts masters. They are the elite among the elite, and there are several masters among them!"

Song Yun waved his hands impatiently, "Okay, I won't go anywhere, so hurry up and go."

"Tell your Jiedu envoy, no matter what conflicts you had with the Beiting army before, the past is over, don't play tricks anymore.

"If there are remnants of the old soldiers of the Beiting Army under the rule, or the children of the old soldiers, they must not make things difficult."

"Blood of heroes and heroes cannot be bullied."

"If one day I hear some bad news, don't blame me for coming to the door with a sword and asking for an explanation!"

　Killing enemies in the early stage advances quickly, and then it gets slower and slower. You can understand it by looking at the cultivation value table in the comment area. It is impossible to kill hundreds of millions of people to advance to the realm in the later stage.

　　This requires other means to compete for opportunities.The protagonist trains his younger brother, and also sends him out of the city as a helper.

　　The main character is still the only one defending the city, after all, only by killing enemies can one obtain cultivation points.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)