On Chinese New Year's Eve, firecrackers are lit; Burn ghosts to eliminate evil and sacrifice to ancestors. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The wooden branches are on a high platform, and there are sorcerers wearing wooden ghost heads and dancing around the bonfire; The young and middle-aged people in the army wore military uniforms and marched into battle to fight evil spirits; The bright moon hangs high, the eight camps of torches stand in a forest, and military music is everywhere, during which there are good singers singing, and the sound of drums and gongs is noisy in the ears.

Yanbei ascended the platform, sacrificed to the emperor of the five directions, and respected the gods of the earth, the heavens, and the gods.

Not for the peace of the world, there is no need for the wind and rain to be smooth, just to seek the strength of the soldiers and horses and defeat the strong enemy!

The brazier crackled with bamboo chips, the smoke of several large camps was filled, and the breath of the evening breeze was cold but refreshing. In the sound of the wind whistling outside the plug, they heard the sound of Zhongping walking in the sixth year.

After finishing the due sacrifice, the whole army opened fire to make rice, Chen Zuo met the needs of Yanbei, and everyone in the army can eat a meal of naan today, although it is not exquisite, but it has the taste of hometown.

The soldiers ate naan with tears in their eyes, and then they heard the sound of silk and bamboo in the camp at some point, and the aftermath made them seem to see the fathers and sisters in their hometown, and the tears could no longer be suppressed. After a year in the army, they are getting farther and farther away from home.

Some people were originally Han soldiers, but they followed the thief leader. Some people were originally thieves, but they joined the Han army. In the past year, their fate has changed several times with the situation in the two states of Youji, and now they are relieved, eating naan cakes from their hometown and listening to the music of their hometown, which one can still be like water?

At this time, Yanbei sent people to inform the various departments that they would take a day off and start training to prepare for the big battle...... Soldiers and horses battalion, the pain of running; Suddenly, these men who were in the army cried even more.

Jiang Jin had nothing to cry about, this careless Jixian man tore the naan as if Gongsun Zhan's skin and flesh were chewing in his mouth, and the sauce he often ate when he was a child only made him feel full of disgust. It's not that he doesn't understand why those soldiers are crying, in fact, he also wants to cry, but he doesn't know what to cry about.

Is it crying that the evil boys in the countryside who are crying childhood friends are all dying? Or crying that his father died of illness and his wife and children remarried? Or have you been displaced for more than 20 years and haven't lived a good life for a few days?

There are so many things that can make him cry that he slowly forgets all the reasons for crying.

"Cry you, useless thing!"

Although he scolded like this, he didn't really stop the soldier next to him, who was a few years younger, from crying, but when he scolded like this, the little pawn cried even more vigorously and howled.

Raising his foot and kicking on the ass of his own soldiers, Jiang Jin dropped the naan cake with a disgusted face and got up and walked out, the whole camp was in a mourning, and the endless cries in his ears made him feel very annoyed.

He knew that these people were afraid, and at this juncture, everyone knew that there was still a tough battle to be fought if they wanted to return to the Han land...... They were afraid that they would not be able to return home.

Jiang Jin felt that he had to go out for a walk, probably because the cold wind poured into his nose, making his nose a little sour. Jiang Jin thought so.

What a hell!

I'm afraid, I'm afraid.

……

Jiang Jin is not the only one in the army of 20,000 hard-hearted, when he walked into Yanbei's Zhongjun tent with a big stride, he opened the tent curtain and smelled the pungent aroma of wine, Yanbei sat alone in the middle and drank happily holding the jar full of bad wine outside the plug, and hummed a small song in Liaodong local dialect in his mouth.

Seeing that Yanbei ignored him, Jiang Jin kicked away the empty jar that came over, sat next to Yanbei, slapped the lid of the bottle, raised his head and poured two mouthfuls, and then asked: "General, you are leisurely, the ghosts in the camp outside are crying wolves, and they are crying like grandsons!" ”

"Cry and cry, lick the blood from the knife all day long to help us kill, how come it is that no one has been crying for a quiet day now?" Yan Bei thought it was normal, waved his hand and bumped into Jiang Jin with the wine urn, and drank two sips of it, then wiped his mouth and complained: "Who knows how many days you can live?" ”

"Death is death, what's so scary!" As soon as Jiang Jin heard Yan Bei's words, he came to his senses, and raised his head and asked, "Why, others don't know how many days they can live, and you don't know the general?" ”

"Hahaha!" Yanbei smiled, raised his eyes to Jiang Jindao, and said, "Naturally, I don't know...... Do you remember the time before last when you led your troops into the city in Zhen's Wu? ”

Jiang Jin had a little impression of that time in his head, touched a handful of beard between his chin and asked, "How is it?" ”

"On that day, Zhen Wu had a Jizhou minister, Liu Liang, who said that Yan had a face that was either rich or dead, hehe." Yan Bei raised his head and poured a sip of wine, raised his hand and pointed at himself with some drunken eyes, and said: "He said that Yan will have a big catastrophe this year, and he will be rich and rich in the past, and he will not be able to get by...... You can go to the grave next year to worship me! ”

Jiang Jin frowned, he had followed Yanbei for five years, he had never seen Yanbei like this, he felt that Yanbei's heart was very chaotic, "Erlang, Jiang remembers that you don't believe in fate the most, and you don't respect ghosts and gods...... How could it be that today, instead of believing the nonsense of the Jizhou minister? ”

Yan Bei was stunned, but when he looked up, he only saw the sky with a black hole in the middle of the felt tent, and only sighed for a long time and said: "Of course Yan doesn't believe in fate, but at this time, he will go south to fight with Gongsun Bogui in two months...... This is the first time in Yan's life that she feels bottomless. ”

The so-called fate is just an excuse for the weak. Yanbei never believed in this, but today he sacrificed to the gods of the five directions, and his heart suddenly burst out for no reason, remembering the words of Liu Liang, the minister of Jizhou in Zhen's Wuli that day, which made his heart furious.

At this time, Jiang Jin suddenly put down the wine jar, leaned over to Yan Bei's side, and asked nervously with a frown on his rough face: "Erlang, is it that when you sacrificed today, Taiyi God followed you...... What did you say? ”

What did the One God tell me? Does the One God know me enough to tell me?

"It's good that his old man has time to listen to me, what can he say to me again?"

"It's not!" Jiang Jin was even more excited when he heard this, sat up straight and leaned over and asked, "Is Taiyi God listening to you?" Then tell me, what do you ask for from Taiyi? ”

Yan Bei glanced at Jiang Jin angrily, this guy is the most devout to the gods, and the old yellow scarf in his arms has not been lost until now, and it is even more exciting to talk about this at this time, he must Yanbei tell him what he asked for from Taiyi God.

"What can I ask for, for peace and rain in the world? That's what the emperor did! Yan Bei glanced at Jiang Jin and said slowly: "I beg 20,000 soldiers and horses to go home, and I beg to enter the Han land today to break Gongsun Zhan!" ”

"Big break Gongsun Zhan, lift your spirit!" Jiang Jin patted his thigh, stroked his palm and said, "That's it!" Taiyi God has heard it, we are going to break Gongsun Chan this year! No matter how famous he is, it's not just an arm and two heads, let's kill ......"

"One arm, two heads?" Yan Bei opened his mouth and smiled: "Then his mother is not Gongsun Zhan, it is a freshly burned evil ghost!" ”

"Yes, yes, one head and two arms, we haven't been afraid of anyone, just kill! Lao Tzu doesn't believe that he can still live if he goes down with a knife! Jiang Jin looked angry, as if Gongsun Zhan was right in front of him, and asked seriously: "What response did the Taiyi God give you?" ”

Yan Bei didn't continue this question, but asked rhetorically: "Do you think Gongsun Chan will also pray to the gods of the five directions tonight, and ask the gods to bless him to kill Zhang Ju and cut off the rebellion?" ”

Yes, if Gongsun Chan also prayed to the gods, would it be difficult for the Taiyi God to do it? Jiang Jin asked like this, stared at Yan Bei with round eyes, and stammered: "Then, then we are more pious than him, the gods will definitely help us, help us break Gongsun Zhan, you just said!" ”

Yan Bei shook his head slowly, "Since the gods are gods, none of them will help...... There have been many pious people throughout the ages, but are the great sages and good teachers not pious enough? But he still lost, even if there were really gods hanging their heads three feet up, they would not make a decision about who to bless prematurely, we still have to think about things for a while, not to mention the high Five Heavenly Emperors, they also have to think about it. ”

Jiang Jin never thought that Yan Bei, who had never believed in gods, would know so much about gods, but he also felt that what Yan Bei said made sense, and couldn't help but agree: "Also, if they bless Gongsun Zhan, but in the end they are defeated by us, the emperors will be so faceless that day, they will be made fun of by others." ”

"The gods never speak, so the gods are never wrong. If we still fail in the end, then we can only blame me for not being pious enough in today's sacrifice, but if we finally break Gongsun Chan as we wish, I will attribute it to the gods for blessing us...... The gods are never wrong, because whoever wants them to pray will only be the victor who they choose to bless in the end! ”

So I will let the gods bless me, just as I will let Liu Yu accept my soldiers and horses.

Yan Bei drank a big sip of wine a little angrily, and the drink was a little anxious, making him cough twice, put down the wine jar, and stared straight at the tent curtain with a pair of red eyes.

He never believed in fate, and if he really had fate, how could he let him go to this day.

Those who look down on him will attribute everything to luck in him. The cowards who laughed at courage would sit on the tall buildings leaning against the pavilions and talk about his name in the midst of his bloody battles, and say in a sneering tone, "Look, this Liaodong cub who has hit the great luck...... What a blessing!

He never had a good life for himself. He prefers to get everything through his own efforts.

"Go, the brethren in the battalions must be almost weeping, go and take out two of our possessions and divide them into seven." Yan Bei shook his head, no longer thinking about those messes, no matter how difficult the road ahead was, he had no way to retreat, he could only fight a bloody way, "Call the captains of the seven departments and the two or three hundred people of each battalion to the middle military academy outside the tent, I want to reward the whole army and let them fight for Yan someone again!" ”

After fighting this time, next year he may really be able to be rich and wealthy as Liu Liang said! If it doesn't work, even if he dies unexpectedly, Yanbei will admit it!