Way of Choices

The personal soldier rushed towards Nanke directly, and it seemed that his head was bleeding and the broth was splashing, but this picture did not happen.

Nan Ke was still holding the bowl of hot broth steadily, and the personal soldier had already passed through her previous position.

It was very weird. The soldiers didn't know what was happening, and touched their heads dumbly.

Rob's eyes narrowed because he saw clearly what had happened at that moment-just at the moment when his soldiers were about to hit Nanke, Nanke took two steps back, and when the soldiers ran over, they returned again When we reached the place, we were quietly silent, like a phantom, as if we had not moved.

Lightning-like speed, ghost-like body style, even the golden jade ruler who has been plowing outside the Baidi City for many years cannot do it.

With his extremely extensive knowledge, he only knows that only one woman in the world can have such a fast speed, and it is absolutely impossible for her.

Rob looked at Nanke quietly, then looked at the soldier and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Withdraw troops...Withdraw troops...The demon withdraw troops!"

The personal soldier gasped and said that the expression on his face was very complicated, a little rejoicing and a little dazed.

The withdrawal of the Mozu, no matter from what point of view, is a good thing. It should be rejoicing, not even a carnival, but... this is too sudden.

Like this personal soldier, the vast majority of sergeants in the Hanya Racecourse, including Matsuyama Military Palace, Montenegro Military Palace, Yonglan Pass, Yongxueguan, and even as far as Kyoto, countless people were shocked by the sudden news Rejoiced, and then gave birth to some weird emotions.

The war started more than two years ago. In the early days, due to the change of the Tianshuling and the subsequent turmoil, the Dazhou dynasty was not fully prepared to allow the demon army to have some advantages, but later it was easy to enter After a long period of stalemate, even the human race still has a slight advantage. The demon army including the wolf rider has suffered heavy casualties on the snowfield, and so far has not obtained any benefits. Under such circumstances, why did the demon take the initiative Withdraw troops?

What is the devil thinking? What is the black robe of the military master known for his ingenuity and deception? Is this two-year war just a nonsense, or is it just to show off the force to stabilize Xinjun's position in the old snow town?

At the moment when he heard the news, Rob also had some surprises. He just knew the news of the death of Ning Shiwei, the **** of Songshan Military Mansion, and did not know more about it.

Only Chen Changsheng knew very clearly why the Mozu would retreat.

More than two years ago, there was a change of the Tianshuling in Kyoto, and there was also a bloodier rebellion in the old snow town.

The demon army suddenly went south, not for the land and wealth of the human race, but for the whereabouts of the demon king, and at the same time conceal the true intentions of the old city of snow. For the new demon king, black robe, and devil handsome, as long as the devil can be killed, a war, and 100,000 dead, what is it?

That night, the Demon King finally died in the lake garden in the cold mountains. What other reason did the Demon Army continue to stay?

Until now, only a handful of people in the world know the truth about the retreat of the Demon Army. Many sergeants are somewhat at a loss, and guys like folded sleeves and Guan Feibai will feel very dissatisfied, but in the end this is a worthy celebration, even The remote Hanya Racecourse also received a reward from the Matsuyama Military Mansion.

Among the far-reaching rewards, the most popular among the sergeants is the two-car flying dragon meat-the so-called flying dragon, of course, cannot be a real dragon, but a monster in the cold mountains, known for its tender and delicious meat. , Regarded as the supreme delicacy of Zuojiu for the gluttons in the world.

In the mountains after night, more than ten bonfires were lit, and the flying dragon meat hanging on the grill exudes a strange but not greasy fat fragrance.

In the distance, there was a commotion from the horses. I wonder if the newly added frost and grass at dusk gave them more impulses during the estrus period.

Chen Changsheng was sitting by a bonfire, holding a plate in his hand. On the plate were two freshly roasted flying dragon meat.

The meat was roasted by Nanke with some burnt edges, but it was still eatable.

He looked around and saw that Nanke's small face was covered with oil, and he was very happy to nibble.

Suddenly he thought that if he squeaked, he would be very angry, what about?

Then he remembered that the guy named Qiu Shanjun was the real dragon blood.

Somehow, he was happy and felt the meat on the plate smelled a little bit.

The night grew deeper, the stars fell between the mountains, the horses were quiet, and the sergeants beside the campfire were still eating meat and drinking, laughing and laughing.

Chen Changsheng noticed that Rob has not seen him today.

He stood up, looked around, and walked towards the mountain stream.

This mountain stream formed by the melting of snow water between the peaks is extremely clear, heading towards the wilderness of the north, which is different from most of the rivers and streams on the mainland.

The starlight sprinkled on the mountain stream, like a silver belt, very beautiful.

The surface of frost grass in the mountains was originally covered with shallow white velvet. At this time, it was stained by the starlight, and it seemed to become real frost.

A figure was under the starlight, a little lonely.

Chen Changsheng walked over and sat down next to the figure.

I don’t know if it’s because the starlight is too strong, the beard like weeds can’t completely hide the true look of the face.

Chen Changsheng reconfirmed that Rob was very young, not a few years older than himself.

"What are you thinking?"

Rob didn't eat meat, just drinking.

A very delicate small jug was hung by him with two fingers, slightly swaying in the night wind and starlight, it looked very chic.

Listening to Chen Changsheng's question, Rob was silent for a while, and said, "Think about the world."

Whoever is, answering such a simple question with such a sentence will make people feel a little uncomfortable.

But from his mouth, there would be no such feeling, as if he should take this course for granted.

Of course, if Chen Changsheng's friend was present, he would still laugh, and then humiliated Rob with harsh words.

Chen Changsheng did not, because he came from Xining Town instead of Wenshui City, and he often thought about similar problems, but rarely talked to others.

Seeing the past and seeing the last, the ancients came to their feet, and finally went westward.

He remembered the time scroll, also known as the Western Liudian, the iron chain under the Beixin Bridge, the tomb unknown to the underground of the National College of Education. Shanhe said, "No day and night."

What are you thinking?

Miss the world.

When day and night.

There seems to be no connection between one question and one answer. They are not rigid, and they come to taste, but they have their own taste.

At this point, there should be wine.

Rob looked at Chen Changsheng and handed the small hip flask to his hand.

Looking at the small jug in his hand, Chen Changsheng hesitated.

Rob was surprised and asked, "Don't drink?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I have been in poor health since childhood, so I pay more attention to this aspect."

Rob never persuaded people to drink alcohol. When he saw him embarrassed, he smiled and prepared to bring the jug.

However, Chen Changsheng raised his hip flask and took a sip.

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(After returning to Daqing, the feeling of writing a story is really much better~)

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