Will Ming

..... No. 730 three he is not

Among the ruins, in front of half-collapsed dilapidated houses, Wu Bushan looked at the weeping willow in the village swaying in the night wind, and was dazed that the willow leaves had almost fallen, and the thousands of soft branches seemed to have disappeared. The gracefulness of the day, in the cold night of late autumn, seems a bit chilling

"Pity"

"Great"

He said two sentences, the pronunciation is similar, but the meaning is completely opposite

Fei Liu, who was standing beside him, didn't understand that the two words he said before were a pity, so he remembered the arrow he shot at Li Shimin, and the expression of pity immediately filled his face, until now he is still the same. A little hard to let go, he kept thinking, if the arrow shot himself at the throat of Li Shimin, the situation at this time would have been very different. Li Shimin's men and horses will be like a collapsed snow mountain, and no one can restore them.

Therefore, he felt that it was a pity that

Pity

He sighed in his heart, if his shooting skills were better, he would definitely aim at the mortal throat instead of the easy heart. There is no doubt that even though Li Shimin was wearing full armor, his neck The thin layer of chain armor on the top will definitely not be able to stop the armor-piercing cone

What he didn't know was that ever since Li Shimin got to know Li Xian, he had learned one thing that he should learn the most, that is to be afraid of death

Li Shimin knew that Li Xian had many ways to save his life. The buckskin pouch beside Li Xian's waist was like a treasure chest full of wonders, and there was also a soft hedgehog armor on his body, not to mention feather arrows. Got him, but Li Shimin escaped from Chang'an City in a hurry, he has nowhere to look for a soft armor like Li Xian, but he can hide a breast shield in his clothes

Although the function of the heart guard is not as good as that of the soft hedgehog armor, it can also save lives

"I should have shot Li Shimin's throat"

Fei Liu says

"You have done well enough, and your shooting skills are also good enough"

Wu Bushan turned his head to Fei Liu, smiled and said: "Don't always look at the bad side of things and never forget, you can't go back and change what has happened. Since you failed to shoot Li Shimin to death, why should you always think about it?" What should I have done at that time? You can think this way, but it’s not for regretting... Write down what you can think of, and it will naturally be used when you kill someone next time.”

"But if I kill Li Shimin, there is no need for the Lord to come to Xiangyang."

"you are wrong"

Wu Bushan said: "Even if there is no Li Shimin, the lord still wants to come to Xiangyang, because there is not only a Li Shimin, but also a Xiao Xian. The lord wants to dominate the world, not half of the world. People who call themselves kings and emperors?"

He patted Fei Liu on the shoulder and said: "So you don't need to be so depressed. After all, if you hadn't shot Li Shimin's arrow, the situation that day might not have been so chaotic. Maybe... Li Shimin would have died at the hands of Han Shie." But if you think about it carefully, if Han Shie survives, is it better than Li Shimin?"

"They all deserve to die"

Fei Liu clenched his fists and said

"Yes, they all deserve to die"

Wu Bushan said seriously: "From the point of view of the Military Inspection Office, all those who stand on the opposite side of His Highness King Yan deserve to die, no matter whether they have done evil things or not, no matter whether they are good people or not, but sometimes, The damned person dies at the damned time, that's the most perfect"

"Staff... I don't understand what you mean"

Fei Liu asked in surprise.

"Just now I said it's a pity. It's a pity that the rebellion in Li Shimin's camp was brought under control so quickly. I thought that Li Shimin would suffer more losses. Fewer people died. The rebellion ended too soon. Li Shimin It is a pity that [-]% of the combat power of the soldiers under his command has been preserved."

"I say it's gratifying because of the things we didn't do well, maybe someone will do it well...Si Shisan killed Han Shie, but he didn't take the opportunity to kill Li Shimin...Although I haven't fully figured out what he is What to do, but what is certain is that he must have a big conspiracy. What he wants is not only Li Shimin's life, but maybe everything about Li Shimin."

"Head, will Sisan rebel?"

Fei Liu asked worriedly.

"Mutiny?"

Wu Bushan laughed dumbly, then shook his head and said: "He is not from our military inspection office, nor from the Lord, who is he betraying? He is just a person who is preparing to take revenge on himself. It is not our arrangement for him to join Li Shimin's army." went in, but he went in by himself.”

"Why do you talk about betrayal?"

Wu Bushan said with a smile: "There are many kinds of rebellions in this world, but there are almost no people who betray themselves."

……

……

On both sides of the official road, the endless camps look like a patch of uneven hills. The lights are bright, illuminating the night sky in a radius of more than ten miles. The soldiers patrolling the camp are brightly armored, and they walk around the periphery of the camp with their chests held high. , there are many scouts hiding in the dark on guard, and there are rangers flitting back and forth

Although it is confirmed that there are no enemies within a few hundred miles of this area, the camp's defenses are still meticulous. The general on duty at night, Pei Xingyan, is sitting in his tent drinking tea. Never a thing to enjoy He would rather drink the worst wine than the most expensive tea

But whenever he was on duty, Pei Xingyan never drank alcohol, only drank tea

The tea is very strong, it can be divine

Slightly bitter taste, refreshing

Every time Pei Xingyan took a sip, he frowned. He could endure and even enjoy the spiciness of spirits, but he couldn't bear the bitterness of tea. Although he knew that nothing would happen, Pei Xingyan would not be lazy to sleep. He will walk out of his military tent and take his own soldiers to inspect the camp

This is a habit cultivated in ten years of fighting. If you don’t want to die inexplicably, you should take every expedition seriously, even every day, even if there is no war.

After drinking the tea in the pot, Pei Xingyan calculated that the time was almost up, put on his iron helmet, and walked out of the military tent with a pair of copper hammers. Dozens of soldiers who also used hammers followed closely behind him, striding towards The night before was already dark, this is Pei Xingyan's second inspection tonight, it should have passed midnight

But in the middle of the night, when he walked not far from King Yan's military tent, Pei Xingyan saw that weak but stubborn figure again. The man was not tall and thin, and he was wearing an inappropriate leather jacket. A, so it looks a little funny and what he is doing at this time also looks a little funny, but neither Pei Xingyan nor his personal soldiers think that person is funny

he is drawing a knife

draw the knife, then sheath it draw the knife again, then sheath it

If Pei Xingyan got closer, he would definitely see the pain between the brows of this young man. His arms were already swollen, his legs were trembling uncontrollably, and the corners of his mouth were bitten and bleeding. When he came out, his neck was as stiff as petrified, but he still kept repeating the action of drawing the knife

"My lord has accepted a good disciple..."

Pei Xingyan looked at the figure of the young man and sighed, and continued to walk out. He had heard that when the lord was learning knives from General Daxi, he was so tormented every day to complete this boring action again and again, isn't he? A master of knives, but he knows that this is to exercise the strength of the arms and the speed of reaction, but such intense training is very likely to ruin the body

Just after Pei Xingyan walked more than ten steps away, he heard a clanging sound from behind him. It was the sound of a horizontal knife falling to the ground, which was especially clear in the quiet night.

He shook his head again without stopping

……

……

Ye Huaixi, who fell to the ground, tried to stand up several times, but failed. His right arm swelled up very high, shaking involuntarily, very violently. His left hand was covered with knife marks, so bloody that it was unbearable to see. Yihan is not able to be precise every time he enters the scabbard, so his left hand holding the scabbard is full of cuts

His two legs could no longer stand up, and the hand that was supporting the ground gradually lost the last bit of strength. With a plop, Ye Huaixi fell to the ground, slamming his jaw heavily

"You are not him, why force yourself to repeat his path?"

At some point, Jia Er helped Ye Huaixiu and walked over, looking at the boy in front of him who was lying on the ground panting, like a monster who just got out of the ground, Ye Huaixiu couldn't help shaking his head slightly

"You are different"

she says

After panting for a long time, Ye Huaixi had the strength to raise his head and look at Ye Huaishu: "I know that I am different from my husband... but I don't think there is any problem with the difference. Could it be that physical differences are the key to success or failure? I But I don’t think so...the reason why I want to walk the same path as my husband is because my husband succeeded.”

She said seriously: "I know, I need Mr. Success to say that Gong Yu must sharpen his weapon first. My own body is my weapon, and this weapon must be sharpened as soon as possible."

Ye Huaixiu wanted to say that you are not from the Ye family, but you are as paranoid as the Ye family, but after thinking about it, this young man has been with Ashina Duoduo all day long, this paranoia can be regarded as coming from the Ye family

"Jia Er, help him to rest"

Ye Huaixiu said something lightly, and didn't continue to persuade him.

"Can not be done……"

Ye Huaixi struggled to stand up by herself, then picked up the horizontal knife and used it as a crutch to stabilize her body

"Three times less"

He says

Then he drew his knife, sheathed it, and fell down again

He fell to the ground panting, and murmured: "It's still... two times"

Ye Huaixiu