One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world

Chapter 17 Everyone
The white-headed carpenter with a broken hand and a crippled leg walked up to the watchtower with difficulty, staring at Gu Chang'an who was standing on the tower.

I remember that when Chang An was four years old, he clamored to wear snow-white clothes. A little doll, no higher than a stool, wore white clothes all day long to show off his power in the city.

Mrs. Guo laughed at him: "Do you also want to learn from Chen Qingzhi in the Southern Dynasty, how thousands of troops avoided white robes?"

Little Chang'an raised his immature cheeks and said, "I will be braver than him!"

At that time, thousands of veterans in the city were amused, and they were given the nickname "Blowing Chang'an" by cursing.

"My comrades, he didn't brag." The carpenter stroked the city wall and stared at the heroic soul of Anxi's army in the sky.

He is a hundred times braver than Chen Qingzhi!
But he no longer wears a white robe.

Quietly staring at the man outside the city, wearing a bright red dress, perhaps Mrs. Zhang's tailoring skills have regressed, the cuffs and waist are very wide, as if wearing a red dress on her body.

"Grandpa Qin." Gu Changan raised his head and greeted.

Qin Carpenter squirmed his lips, hesitant to speak.

"I'm not crazy." Gu Changan smiled and explained, "I want to give my body a more festive atmosphere."

Carpenter Qin shook his head and walked to his side: "We are not afraid of you going crazy, you shouldn't have to bear all this."

If we stick to the isolated city for another ten years, and the people of the Central Plains can attack and defend, Chang'an will definitely have high ambitions.

If killing 20 barbarians can keep this territory forever, Chang'an will become more and more powerful.

But there is no hope!
A person held a torch in the dark, walked a long distance and still couldn't see his fingers, wanted to retreat but couldn't retreat, wanted to lie down but was afraid that the torch would go out, and could only continue walking numbly.

What a torture.

Carpenter Qin paced over, took his blood sword away, and said in a warm voice:
"You are too tired, take a day off and go for a walk outside."

"The barbarians will attack at any time." Gu Changan vetoed it.

"If there is no movement for several months, it will be today? What's more, the barbarian army is moving out, and there are sounds from hundreds of miles away in the isolated city. You go to relax and the sky will not fall!"

Carpenter Qin roared.

Gu Chang'an was silent, his long hair was loose and covered his confused eyes.

"Chang'an, you haven't really been out of the city." Carpenter Qin raised his head, trying not to let the old tears fall.

How sad these words are, except for going out of the city to kill the enemy, this heroic man has never left the city of Kucha in his life.

"Just today, live for yourself." Carpenter Qin patted him on the shoulder heavily, and said seriously:

"You are the captain, old man, I am the centurion, this is an order from the superior!"

Gu Changan hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Grandpa Qin, if there are signs of enemy troops, blow the horn immediately."

"Go." Carpenter Qin gave him a push.

"Or beating the drums is fine. I won't go far. If there are barbarians, you must first let the relatives in the city hide in the cave. Remember to check the city gate."

Gu Changan rambled on.

"Mother, the old man is disabled, and he is not stupid." Carpenter Qin kicked him.

Maybe it's the muddled consciousness that needs to be rescued, or maybe Gu Chang'an also wants to be selfish and live for himself once.

He left the watchtower, took a steed horse, turned his head twice in three steps, and galloped the horse in the rolling yellow sand.

Staring at Chang'an's back, Qin Carpenter couldn't help but burst into tears. The boy should be so unrestrained and unrestrained, but a city imprisoned all the dreams of the boy.

……

"happy!"

In the boundless desert, the red figure galloped like an arrow drawing a bow, Gu Changan had a long-lost smile on his face.

The free and unrestrained wind, the sunset glow is especially gentle, in his view, it is extraordinarily romantic, running tirelessly, as if holding the world into his arms.

Tour the scenery all the way, in the evening.

Gu Changan came to a deserted town. Due to decades of desertion, the houses collapsed and were buried in yellow sand.

There is a majestic temple at the entrance of the town, several steles erected, and a statue of a warrior from the Central Plains. It was Gu Changan who was attracted to come here.

Lines of small characters are engraved on the stele.

[Today, the border has been entrusted for thousands of miles, and it is all the land of the king. I hope that all the officials and concubines of the family will be blessed by the grace of the Khan, and the public will return. 】

The statue is Hou Junji, one of the 24 heroes of Lingyan Pavilion.

Gu Changan can even imagine the scene 200 years ago——

The king of a certain country in the Western Regions begged for mercy, obsequiously cast down a watch, and ordered to carve a bronze statue of General Hou.

In the past, when the soldiers of Shenzhou were prosperous, all nations surrendered.

Now, in the wake of collapse, the barbarians can be bullied.

Gu Changan stood there for a long time, then looked at another stele, which was probably left by a pawn before his death.

[We were born in the Great Tang Dynasty and entrusted with the protection of the peaceful and prosperous age of the Celestial Dynasty. When we were young, we never experienced military disasters or famines. We were summoned by the Son of Heaven to guard the border here for the Celestial Dynasty, relying on the prestige and prestige of the Celestial Dynasty to protect the safety of our side]

[Although the world is big, Chang'an is behind us, so why not be afraid of the barbarians]

Gu Changan's inner energy gushed out from his fingertips, and he bent down to inscribe words on the underside of the stele.

"It's unlucky for Shenzhou today. The barbarians are blessed by the heavens, and the arrogance is blowing up. My comrades died in battle bravely. Tell me, Gu Chang'an, to stick to the territory."

"Thousands of miles of desert, alone and alone."

"Although I didn't go to Chang'an to receive the saint's award, I didn't see the prosperous Central Plains, I didn't experience the majesty of the upper kingdom, and I didn't accept the glory of the warrior."

"But I won't take a single step back. Before I die here, the barbarians will never want to step into the territory of China!"

Gu Changan left.

He hoped that later generations of Han people would dig out this stele, knowing that a long time ago, a fool named Gu Changan had been holding on to it.

……

The mountain moon is the pillow, and the thin dew is the quilt.

The desert was cold at night, and at the foot of the bare mountain, Gu Changan leaned on his arms and looked up at the sky full of stars.

He had never felt such a relaxed mood before, his soul was free and free.

"Wow!"

On the top of the mountain, a young eagle was thrown down by the female eagle, and kept struggling in the air.

"Learn to fly." Gu Changan watched the little eagle closely.

The young eagle wailed and fell, and the female eagle hovered in the air indifferently.

The desperate young eagle screamed and screamed. Seeing that he was about to fall to his death, he flapped his wings in panic in mid-air, his movements were stiff and obscure, but with his innate flying talent, he soared into the sky for the first time.

The two eagles, one big and one small, flew together and slowly disappeared from Gu Changan's sight.

"Before you die, there is still hope for everything." He murmured to himself.

Suddenly.

The wind blows.

Torrential downpour.

Birds and birds in a radius of a hundred miles migrated, a terrifying wind whistling with raindrops the size of a fist falling down for no reason, the red robe stood alone under the night sky, and waves of air swept in, like a curtain of wind and rain covering only one person.

The short-term freedom can often touch the shackles of the soul, and the comfort in numbness resonates with the power of heaven and earth.

Break through!

The superficial knowledge of the old world made Gu Changan ignorant, and it was difficult for him to understand what happened to him.

The only thing he was sure of was that he would have stronger strength to resist the next barbarian siege.

And even crazier killings.

……

The Gobi Desert is densely populated.

Iron-armored warriors are deployed to control the checkpoints, swordsmen with strong martial arts are patrolling back and forth, and caravans with "grain" flags are under strict inspection.

"Do you have to go?"

The blond general in black armor and holding a halberd stared indifferently at the fat and frightened proprietress.

The latter tremblingly said: "My family is an imperial merchant named in the holy city, and the identity documents are complete."

"I ask, do you have to go?" The general roared angrily.

The proprietress' attitude is submissive, but her firm eyes show her attitude.

On the surface it is food, but in fact it is selling jewelry, spices and pearls. Besides, they are all ordered by the dignitaries of the holy city, and if they are not delivered late, the end will be miserable.

The general frowned deeply. He knew what business was going on. The records about the fat woman were clean. There had been no troubles in the 20 years of business.

"You can live, the rest must go back." He had a cold face.

The proprietress twitched violently, "Don't you find it ridiculous how I can do things by myself?"

Snapped! !

The blond general directly swung his palm the size of a cattail fan, and ruthlessly threw the woman into the air.

"Is it ridiculous?" His eyes shot murderously.

The proprietress curled up on the river beach and howled, the caravan man kept silent, Liu Shang's face was tense, and the pain from his fingers embedded in his palm kept him calm.

Five thousand miles away!

Huge bribes, checkpoint negligence, the caravan has successfully traveled five thousand miles.

"God bless, heaven bless..." He prayed frantically in his heart.

"Okay." Dressed in fine clothes with a hooked nose, he walked up to the general and whispered a few times.

The general nodded.

"I want an explanation!" The proprietress rolled on the ground, she had never experienced such a cruel and dangerous rule.

She also knows many powerful people, she is not a cat or a dog!
"Sanctioning Your Majesty to guard a territory of seven thousand miles, when do you need to explain it to a small person like you?"

The general looked down at her from a high position, and then said coldly:

"Except for you, everyone will cut out their tongues!"

Hundreds of guys looked pale, as if struck by lightning.

Liu Shang was dizzy, and his heart was as hard as a stone and as still as still water in an instant.

"No, you want the holy city to..." The proprietress was half-speaking, and the general stepped forward like a shooting star, kicking her a few feet away.

"If you want to pass, do it!!" The general shouted.

There was a sudden rumbling sound, and the fierce soldiers rushed into the caravan involuntarily, knocking down the guys one by one on the river beach.

"Grace!"

It was useless to beg for mercy, and his tongue, which was purple from clenching his teeth, was brutally cut off, and the blood quickly muddied the river.

Wails and sharp roars followed one after another, and soon fell into dead silence.

Liu Shang has not fainted yet, his lips are trembling, and he is staring at the barbarian who is being executed.

With a dexterous turn of the dagger, the soft tongue was spun off.

As if the heart had been stabbed, the severe pain made the whole mouth feel painless, and blood gushed out like a spring.

The things in front of Liu Shang began to slowly blur. Seeing his tongue being kicked into the river by the barbarians, he closed his eyes and smiled softly.

The barbarians are scared!

Hahahaha, barbarians are afraid of that man in Gucheng!
The barbarians are afraid of the great national beliefs, and the Chinese spirit standing tenaciously in the dark! !

It is because of fear that they are ruthless!
My tongue is valuable, it allows me to safely pass through the most fortified checkpoint in the [-]-mile border, and it brings me one step closer to the Yumen Pass.

The dawn is just ahead, you can still write by hand without your tongue, and the 60-year-old city will never be forgotten.

I will definitely go to Chang'an! !

……

The mansion of the adjudicator.

The atmosphere was stiff as iron.

Yue Jiuling combed the silver silk meticulously, and lightly applied powder to cover up the wrinkles on her face, and she returned to her former vigor.

"Grandmother, the three great masters have arrived." Yueya forcibly suppressed her excitement, but her voice still couldn't help but jump with joy.

The time has come!

That Hannu was a nightmare, a haze hanging over the family, and that lonely city was the most humiliating imprint of the empire.

Everything is ready to finally be completely buried!
"Tomorrow, I will swear to the master!" Yue Jiuling said coldly.

"How many soldiers and horses?" Yueya asked.

Yue Jiuling's brown eyes showed strong hatred, and said word by word:

"twelve thousand!!"

Yueya's expression froze, and she lost her composure almost instantly.

The old woman known as the witch of the empire slowly clenched her fists and swung them out again.

"It's all done in one battle!!"

……

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