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Gongsun Sheng, alias Yunlong, stepped through a ruin that was still warm, and picked out a few scorched trees that had not yet been burned.

In early spring, it is still cold and steep, and it does not look like the so-called country of abundance, which should be phenological. Therefore, they need to collect some heating fuel on their own.

Otherwise, this kind of damp cold will turn into wind chill or lung disease if you are not careful, and then there is really no one who can help you.

During these days, in addition to bad news or bad news, I often fall asleep, and some faces that were or have just been familiar are not; Or from the soulless faces who retreated from the crowd, they learned that a famous or familiar name disappeared and was rebranded with another name.

Those who are constantly reorganized and merged and sent to the front line, and then are scattered and defeated, reorganized and merged again, and then sent to the battlefield, are jokingly called the helpless cycle of early death and early life.

But Gongsun Sheng, who is a member of Wenzuo, has survived several times, so he has to continue to worry about his livelihood and the future of the small group.

Who would have known that the changes would be so rapid in advance, that the main force of the Eastern Route of the Third Route Northern Expedition was defeated, and the Middle Route was supported by the Jinghu generation at the same time, and the Western Road people who kept the system most intact and almost retreated with their whole body would fall into this situation.

In other words, the marshals of the Shuxi Division are too big. In other words, after they occupied an unfavorable position, they were too ruthless in urging Shu as a large rear, and even the local famous and long-standing scholars were not lacking in the burden, and they repeatedly broke their homes and fled.

In addition, since the Zhenhai Divine Needle of the Western Road Military Horse, Yan Tieshan, one of the only remaining frontier commanders and commanders, took the lead in the process of breaking off the rear and was hit by the arrow, and was seriously injured and sent to the rear for treatment.

The remaining deputy commanders and civil servants competed with each other for the power of the principal, so that they were divided into several mountains to act separately, and the relationship with the newly recovered Xichuan region was strained.

As a result, these Turkish forces colluded with the remnants of the local vassal who had been conquered and pacified, and once again raised the banner of rebellion to echo the inside and outside of the Western Army.

Not only the heavy seven passes and three towns, together with the two roads in Hanzhong, could not be kept in Beichuan, but even the Chengdu Plain, known as the Qianli Jinguan, was mostly turned into a battlefield where iron cavalry raged, fighting back and forth, and the corpses were full of bones.

If Gongsun Sheng, who is the secretary of the office, can't pay attention to protecting his physical condition, it is estimated that he will become a new corpse caused by these various reasons.

And all of this is the result of those Western troops outside the Guan, as well as the accomplices who opened the door to them, and attacked Shuzhong in a roundabout way through the town of Zhizhou, and those border towns of the old Qing and Tang Dynasty capitals.

They spent almost half a year conquest, burning, killing and looting the flowery Minjiang River basin into a hell on earth. Then it was the officers and soldiers who regained their foothold and carried out a new round of brutal suppression and liquidation of those rebellious people in the local area, so that the lost morale and military morale were slowly replenished.

Although, with the support of support from the lower reaches of the Han River, those western armies were finally forced back to the front line of Hanzhong, but on the western Sichuan Plain, where there was neither danger nor defensive focus, this war would continue for a long time.

Of course, there are also rumors that most of the Western Army has retreated north and returned, and only a few remnants of those mountain passes remain. But despite this, the exhausted military horses of the various divisions in the Xishu Xingsi that were tortured by the war were no longer able to recapture them in the short term.

While thinking about these rumors and news, Gongsun Sheng struggled to carry a small half bundle of firewood and charcoal, and finally saw the camp where he was located, one of the frontier towns called Guisu Town, where he now lived.

The camp, enclosed by loose wooden stakes and shallow moats, was still a gray hue, like the gloomy colors and expressions on most people's faces, full of a weak decadence and atmosphere.

The only noise during this period was a few soldiers surrounding a mule that had fallen into a mud puddle and slipped for a long time and could not stand up, whipped and shouted in anger.

But no matter what, the bit of firewood he pulled out should be enough for him to cook some soup for his own use. You must know that he has been more than half a month, and he has not shaved his face and cleaned up his personal hygiene, but he is afraid that the lice and grease in his bun have already formed a nest.

"Irumo Dragon ......"

Suddenly, he heard someone calling his alias.

"Gongsun Old Eagle"

"Black Owl ......"

This alias is the nickname he left behind after he pretended to be a ghost in Xishan Pass, but unfortunately he didn't say it. It is the so-called crow's beak and the old owl is effective. After he escaped death from different orders several times, the more he was decided, this nickname was full of some bad luck.

He also saw it because of this, accepted the result in a broken way, and then used this reputation to continue to pretend to be a ghost, and somehow get a little benefit from those low-level soldiers.

For example, colluding with the veteran oil to make a place, coaxing and bluffing those newly replenished soldiers, and handing over personal belongings to keep them safe. Then these objects go to the underground market, change the wrapped oil tea cake and other food, and make a little tooth sacrifice.

Then, Gongsun Sheng found the source of the voice, but it was several sweaty soldiers who rushed towards him and surrounded him.

Gongsun Sheng couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, could it be that he was pretending to be a ghost in the army in private, burning incense, drawing talismans, and selling mud pills for profit.

"Gentlemen...... All...... Ladies and gentlemen......"

Thinking so, he couldn't help but raise his hands in the air

"Please spare me, I'm just a ......"

"Okay, you grandson and old bustard, you can teach me to wait until I find ......"

For the sake of the soldier panted and shouted loudly

"Come with me to the town deputy ......"

Then, without saying anything, he took Gongsun Sheng's firewood, threw it aside, and vigorously erected him and went to the only decent building in the camp.

"This guy is known as the grandson of the crooked-beaked eagle......"

A moment later, Gongsun Sheng stood beside the town deputy who was smiling and bowing his head, and was introduced to the visitor.

"In the army, there are still some ...... who have a thin name"

It was a middle-level military attache wearing a winged purple, dressed in bright bright armor and a bright coat gathered behind him, just standing there was a momentum of his own, and he looked extraordinarily energetic and neat.

"On the orders of the commander, recruit a ...... in the army"

The middle-level military attache announced loudly.

"Gongsun's family, immediately follow a certain departure to ......"

Hearing this, Gongsun Sheng couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, Shuai Si, who had been closed for a long time, actually reopened the office.

Farewell to the town deputy with a bitter face and handed over a pack horse.

"Dare to ask the general, is it Yan Linggong who returned it......"

After a few moments, the ride was getting farther away, and he asked cautiously on the horse's back

"Of course, it's Gao Dutong, but now it should be called Gao Linggong, presiding over the affairs of the enemy......"

The military attache glared at him, but replied indifferently.

"I will swear to conquer ...... soon"

"It's their turn to use it......"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that the country's reinforcement army has arrived ......"

"I have to be good at doing things to ......"

"Yes, yes...... The general pointed out that "

Gongsun Sheng nodded on horseback, almost shaking himself off the horse. In my heart, I was very disappreciative and indifferent.

The only thing he could think of was nothing more than this annoying war, and if he had to fight, when would it be the end.