Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 505 Wilderness
"Left and right are just to pay some money and silk, go up there, and get rid of everything, and then we will never see each other again in this life!" Wang Wenzuo turned over, secretly made up his mind, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep.

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Liaodong, Pingguo.

The two north-south mountain ranges of Changbai Mountain and Daxinganling Mountains are like two powerful arms, enclosing the fertile Liaohe Plain, with a large number of rivers flowing between them. These rivers flow from north to south and gradually converge. The water finally flows into the Bohai Sea near Pingguo (today's Yingkou).
The first year of Zongzhang (668 AD) was a strange year.In the spring of that year, many special signs appeared between heaven and earth, heralding some unusual events.According to the records of later generations of historians, just after the winter snow thawed, a large number of migratory locusts came out from the Mongolian plateau in the west, destroying pastures and grains. This is often a harbinger of herdsmen's invasion.A blood-red fiery cloud appeared in the sky, along with a solar eclipse and Saocho.

Someone also discovered the tomb of the legendary founding king of Goguryeo, King Jumong. The tombstone fell down and the door of the tomb was opened. What's more frightening is that the coffin lid inside was also lifted, and there was nothing inside. It seemed that the dead inside had walked out. Mausoleum, walking in the world of the living.

There were rumors that there would be a great flood, and that after the flood there would be a plague, and woe to all who lived.The rich gave food to the hungry, trying to appease the panic.The panic-stricken land of Liaodong ushered in such a warm winter day that even the oldest people could not recall a similar year.So much so that the rivers in southern Liaoning were only frozen for a little over a month.The snow that melts day by day fills the river, and the raging river hides from the embankment.

The continuous rain and water accumulation in the grassland have almost doubled the area of ​​Liaoze, which is in stark contrast to last year's drought.Just after the beginning of spring, grasslands and flat rivers are covered with layers of green grass, cattle, sheep and pigs are swimming on the pasture, and bee colonies are buzzing among the trees.This extraordinary calm seems so unnatural.In this vast land, everyone is excited, eyes wide open, silent, as if waiting for something extraordinary.

But in the spring of Zongzhang's second year, nothing happened.The big battles of the last year seem to have put an end to the battles for the next 100 years.Apart from some usual fights, there is nothing else.Because at that time, this land was like this, pioneers, drug dealers, shepherds, smugglers, they walked between swamps, forests and grasslands, just like boats on the sea.

Between the Greater Khingan Mountains and the Changbai Mountains, in addition to grasslands, woods, and swamps, there are still grasslands, woods, and swamps. There are often hundreds of miles of no human habitation. Scattered islands.This piece of land used to belong to Goguryeo in name, and now belongs to Datang, but in fact it is an empty land with no owner.Anyone who is willing to come here can come here, grazing, farming, gathering, and even looting.Today is pasture, tomorrow is battlefield.

How many battles took place in this area, and how many people died here, no one has counted or remembered, only the eagle, the falcon, and the crow know.If anyone sees old crows singing and flapping their wings somewhere, or some birds of prey hovering somewhere, there are likely to be human remains or unburied bones underneath.In this barren grassland, people hunt people just like hunting wolves or deer.All kinds of desperadoes live in this wilderness.In this land, the identity differences among shepherds, thieves, and pioneers are blurred. The pioneers attack the thieves, the shepherds set up an ambush for the pioneers, and the thieves attack the shepherds. All kinds of things may happen.This place is empty and eventful, scary yet peaceful, no matter Han people, Goguryeo people or Mohe people, as long as they join in, they will soon be assimilated by this wild land and become a special group of people.

"Uncle!" Da Ting Huai'en pointed to the nearby distance with his whip: "Shall we rest there tonight? Get up tomorrow morning and walk southwest for two days, and we will arrive at Pingguo!"

"Where is that place? Is it a village?" Wang Wenzuo looked curiously at the place Dating Huai'en pointed to. There was a raised hill that vaguely looked like a village.

"It used to be, but it was abandoned a long time ago. It must have been more than 30 years!" Ah Zhiluo laughed.

"More than 30 years? Wouldn't it be a deserted village long ago?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Then why go further? It's too early to rest now?"

"Uncle, you don't know!" Ah Zhiluo laughed: "This wasteland is fine during the day, but there are ghosts at night. I don't know how many people died here. The ghosts of these people will appear at night, like their ghosts. It was like that when they were alive. If a living person met them, they would gather around, crying, begging, asking the living person to give them food, and to help them bring messages to their relatives. If they did not answer them, they would kill them Living people, suck their blood!"

"Really!" Sancho beside Wang Wenzuo smiled and said, "Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

"If I had seen it, I would have died a long time ago!" Ahzhi Luo said with a smile: "These are all told by veterans who have patrolled the wilderness. They say that there are even groups of Yin soldiers appearing in the wilderness, and they line up , Fighting each other is like fighting with living people. In order to scare off these evil soldiers, the scouts even lighted bonfires, blowing trumpets and gongs."

While speaking, the group of them had already come to the hill, which was the remains of a village with walls, and the flat land under the hill still had traces left after reclamation. A small river bypassed the east side of the hill and meandered to The river flows south, the river surface is shining with sparkling water, and the storks in the air are singing across the water surface, breaking the silence. The deserted village is dark and quiet.

"What the hell, are we going to stay here for one night?" Sancho muttered, "Why do I think this is more like a mausoleum than a wilderness!"

Wang Wenzuo didn't speak, and he also felt the same, but if ghosts were not considered, this hill was a very good camping place - close to the water source, on a high place, and the walls could provide basic defense facilities.

"Choose here!" Wang Wenzuo said: "Clean up!"

The night on the wilderness came quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the moon rose behind the small river, and the bright moonlight shone on the branches of thistles, illuminating the distance of the grassland.In the blink of an eye, I seem to see some kind of nocturnal animal moving on the grass in the distance. The clouds move with the wind, covering the moon for a while, and letting the moon emerge again for a while. Sadly, it seems to melt into the moonlight.A few shadows passed between the shadows of the grass, appearing and disappearing from time to time. Although the surrounding area is so quiet, they still observe the surroundings vigilantly, as if they are on guard for something. The wind blows from the west from time to time, blowing the thistles and making real rustling sound, as if the thistles were bending over and trembling with fear.

The sound of these thistles attracted the attention of those shadows. They stopped and began to explore the depths of the grassland more carefully. At this time, the wind stopped, and the rustling sound also stopped. in dormancy.

Suddenly, with a sharp whistling sound, all kinds of mixed sounds burst out, forming a horrifying chaos.

"Kill! Don't leave one behind!"

"Rush out, rush out!"

"Bodhisattva blesses you, help me!"

The cries for help and the cries for killing were intertwined, and the flames illuminated the darkness.There was a sound of horseshoes, mixed with the clanging of swords, and a group of knights seemed to rush out from the ground. The screams of people were mixed with the sound of slashing and killing, and then turned into silence again.After only a few dozen breaths, the battle was over, as if it never happened again.

"Raise the fire, raise the fire!" A majestic shout came from Qiu Gang.

The flint struck, and sparks burst out. Immediately, the dry tinder was ignited, and then the pine nuts. The firelight reflected a dozen young and strong faces.

"Line up in two horizontal lines, with a distance of [-] paces between the front and back teams, investigate the situation, and blow the horn if anyone finds any traces!" Wang Pu said loudly.

"Here!" More than a dozen voices responded, then got on their horses and swept towards the place where they were fighting just now.Compared with the time when they conquered Goguryeo more than a year ago, these young people in Yaqiandu have grown a lot in terms of physique and experience. They wear uniform iron leaf scale armor, gray cloaks with red edges, and bearskin hats. , looking light and agile, no less than a veteran of many years.

"Here, here, there are many corpses, and horses, Bodhisattva, this is a dragon foal!"

Wang Pu turned his body sideways, steered his horse and rushed over without reins and whips. His small battlefield was surrounded, and there were seven corpses lying on the ground.

"Is anyone alive?"

"There are two more breaths, but they are about the same, and the others are over!"

"Who is it?"

"It doesn't look like Mohe people, and it's not pioneering. It's a bit like Xi people or Khitan people. It seems that they have some status!"

"Yeah, it looks like a Khan, or at least a Taiji!"

"No! You see, this is a good horse, a top-notch dragon colt, even the Uighur Khan's mount is nothing more than that, look, it's right there!"

Wang Pu took a look, his eyes lit up immediately, a soldier was trying to pull the horse over, the animal wagged its ears, gasped heavily, and looked at the dead man on the ground with a horrified look. Owner.

"Bring the horse here!" Wang Pu yelled: "Such a good horse, if you want to offer it up, Chang Shi is happy, and everyone will benefit!"

"It has an arrow wound on its leg, no wonder it didn't escape!" The soldier leading the horse discovered that there was an arrow wound on the right hind leg of the horse, and he sighed with some distress: "It's a pity, if it can't be raised so well His horse will be useless!"

"Shut up!" Wang Pu scolded, he took the reins, stroked the horse's mane lightly twice, to appease the other party's emotions: "This is a stallion, and it's still young, even if it can't be a war horse, Being a stallion is also very good! Come on, you guys put the corpses and wounded on the horses, go back and report!"

On the hill, Wang Wenzuo, who was awakened, looked at the dead body and the horse on the ground, and asked the accompanying doctor to deal with the wounded, but soon got the news that the wounded also passed away.The only thing that can be determined is that the people who were killed were indeed Xi people, but as for which tribe?Who was killed?Why was he killed?That's one question and three don't know.

"In fact, this kind of thing is too common in this wasteland!" Seeing that Wang Wenzuo remained silent, Ah Zhiluo boldly said: "Because of hatred, money and women may kill people, and no one cares about it anyway." , not to mention anything else, it's not surprising that he was ambushed just because of his good horse!"

"It's night now! No one can tell whether a horse is good or bad!" Wang Wenzuo shook his head: "But you are right, there are too many reasons for killing people in this place, and we don't have the time or energy to find out. The reason of the matter. How about this, cremate the bodies of these people tomorrow morning, put them together with their belongings, and return them to Xi Ren together with this horse when we go back. Such a good horse should not be owned by ordinary people! "

"Return this horse?" Ah Zhiluo was stunned when he heard this: "Actually, you don't have to do this. According to the rules on the grassland, now this horse is yours!"

"Hehe!" Wang Wenzuo laughed: "With my current status, I don't want to covet a mere horse, just do as I say! I have a hunch that this matter will not be so simple later, and it may lead to A lot of things are coming!"

Back on the straw mat covered with animal skins, Wang Wenzuo found that he couldn't fall asleep.These days walking through the wilderness, he could feel that special power, barren, rough, unrefined, but extremely powerful.Unlike Chang'an and Luoyang, which are orderly and well-defined order, in this wilderness, everything is generous, she opens her heart to everyone, no matter who you are, you can be equal But in the next second, she may become extremely cruel and take away everything you own, even your life, no one can control it!

"This is really a magical land!" Wang Wenzuo sighed, he opened his eyes and looked at the night sky, and fell asleep after a long time.

The next morning, just after dawn, Wang Wenzuo woke up.The soldiers were preparing breakfast. The traps set last night caught a lot of prey. They skinned the prey, cleaned the internal organs, cleaned them and roasted them on the fire. Next to them was an iron pot for cooking porridge. The bonfire was very hot. Wang, a large halo was scattered on the grassland.

The corpses have been cleaned, and dry firewood is piled up all around. The hills are full of shrubs and hard wood, and there is no shortage of firewood. According to Wang Wenzuo's order, the bones of these people who died in foreign lands will be brought back to their hometowns , to reunite with family members.

　There are a lot of things today, and the update is very late, but at least it was updated before twelve o'clock, fortunately, fortunately!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)