Xu Shiji laughed, "Xu has always heard that General Zhen has a reputation for being infatuated, and now that I see it, it really deserves its reputation." ”

Zhen Mingku smiled slightly, noncommittal, when he met Zhang Ge's little goblin, he was afraid that he would lose his temper in the evening.

Xu Shiji's voice changed: "Thanks to General Zhen regardless of his past suspicions, he is shallow and profound, and the most respected thing in Xu's life is an open-minded hero like General Zhen, and he is willing to follow General Zhen's left and right, saddle before and after the horse, and obey the dispatch." ”

Zhen Ming said bitterly: "General Xu, this world in the Central Plains is half decided!" General Xu, I won't say anything superfluous, and I'm willing to work with the general. ”

Xu Shiji was moved, and laughed: "If there is wine at this moment, I will definitely drink a thousand cups with General Zhen!" ”

"Wine must be drunk, but General Xu is injured, the most important thing is to take care of his body, when General Xu makes contributions and unifies the Central Plains in the coming day, I will go to your house with my wife, and you will be drunk with the general!"

"It's a deal! General Zhen, I'll let people prepare a little side dishes, how about you and I sit down together and talk about it in detail? ”

"It's so disrespectful, Brother Shiji, please!"

……

When Zhen Mingku came out of the Xu Mansion, it was already night.

Walking on the street of Xingyang on horseback, watching the snow melt on the street, everything is lonely, and the neighborhood with few people, I suddenly have a feeling of why I am in this life.

According to Ling Shuang's plan, Xu Shiji had already agreed to join the command of the Dark Guard, and agreed to her proposal to raise the army Taoguang, and when the day of the injury, he rushed to Liyang, straightened out the soldiers and horses, waited for the opportunity, echoed with the Li family, and unified the Central Plains in one fell swoop.

However, at this time, he did not feel a trace of joy.

Dozens of anti-kings in the world have been fighting for many years, and the people have long been overwhelmed, selling their wives and children, losing their fathers and husbands abound, more than half of the lights of thousands of homes have been extinguished, and the rest are all bleak stars.

Home is a very sacred word in his heart.

Since he was a child, he has no parents, and his uncle is dependent on each other, he knows how to cherish the preciousness of getting together with his relatives, no matter how difficult the days are, there are family members to share a bowl of hot soup together, and the warmth of a broken quilt is irreplaceable by any great achievement.

On the surface, he can pretend to be righteous and awe-inspiring, and seek the well-being of the people, but in his bones, he is quite unimpressed by this, if it is not for Ling Shuang, he is not interested in participating in any battle, because every battle means that many people will die, if death can be exchanged for progress and hope, the sacrifice is worth it, but unfortunately most of these people died worthless.

He had seen too many strangers dead on the battlefield, like ants who did not know what he was for, rushing into the enemy's sea of swords and arrows, killing a man who had no grievances with him, or having his hands and feet cut off by a man who had never been masked, wailing, and bleeding to death.

A soldier, after a terrible victory, is cleaning the enemy's battlefield when he finds the body of his long-lost biological father in the enemy's camp and howls and cries.

Those defeated remnants who were dehumanized by the cruelty of the battlefield, burned and looted everywhere for fun, they also had relatives and wives at home, but when they killed these defenseless people, they never thought that they also had old mothers and young children in their families, and they would not have imagined that one day others might also torture and kill their relatives in this way.

Their most common answer is that they won't survive anyway, and everyone will die together and be clean.

There was no hope in the hearts of the soldiers, they did not know what they were living for, and the best they could have predicted was that one day someone would dig a pit for them and bury their bones.

In the barren lands of the bare land thousands of miles after the passage of the army, there were everywhere the exposed bones of the starved, killed, and hanged from the trees, and there was not even a single person to collect the bones.

In order to earn war merits, the generals gave an order, and 100,000 husbands were taken as ordinary, and the old and young women and children cried and shook the sky, and helped each other, sending their husbands and sons dozens of kilometers away to a battlefield where they were fighting for no reason.

The shocking scene like the funeral of 10,000 people, those who have not experienced it, will never be able to experience it.

An inch of rivers and mountains and an inch of blood, these are all the poor people for a handful of ambitious people to swell the desire for power, those who point out the country, hiding in the dark corners that others can't see, sending tens of thousands of people to the battlefield where there is no return, as a chess piece in their hands, a fresh person in their eyes is just a number that determines victory or defeat, and then after they win the so-called victory, they hold the beauty in one hand, hold the wine in the other, smile at the wind and clouds, and point out the country.

They can also instantly make a bloody alliance with an opponent who fought to the death on the battlefield, share the benefits, or shake hands and call each other brothers, completely forgetting that the two sides have been fighting for a piece of territory for many years, with countless casualties, and war is just a game for them, and the dead don't know what they are dying for.

As a person who has received the education of civilization in the 21st century, he can only be resentful and numb to the helplessness and tragedy of this era, and he has never been able to integrate into it.

In his secret guard, everyone will say "go home, don't fight, there is still your mother and wife waiting for you to go back, even if you want to die, die next to them, they will help you clean up your bones".

The Dark Guard has always pursued the policy of capturing thieves and capturing kings, avoiding the fight between the two armies, stabbing the opponent's command camp, and stabbing the opponent's heart with a sharp knife, which is also the reason why the Dark Guard makes those opponents fearful.

The Dark Guard never follows the rules of the game in this world, so those power-hungry heroes are terrified, and they dare not easily provoke the Dark Guard, let alone invade the territory guarded by the Dark Guard.

However, Zhen Mingku knows that this can only maintain a temporary surface calm, and the four words "meritorious service" have incomparable weight in the hearts of hot-blooded men in this era, which is enough for them to ignore the cruelty of the battlefield and return at the expense of the horse leather shroud, which is regarded as glory by everyone.

As long as these people always regard this sacrifice as glory in their hearts, the blood of war will not cease to flow, and the battle will not end until one day someone comes out and becomes the supreme king.

This is by no means a good solution, but it is the only solution, in this barbaric and ignorant era, he has a vision of the times beyond a thousand years, but he is always like an outsider, so he is very tired, what is even more tired is that Ling Shuang is determined to end such a troubled world at the expense of abandoning her children's personal affairs, for the sake of the Ming Monarch Holy Lord in her heart to unify the world, for this goal, she can sacrifice everything she has.