Now.

It was getting darker and darker.

There is still a glimmer of light in the hazy starry sky, and at the same time, the city is brightly lit and prosperous.

It's just that when that group of heavy cavalry soldiers, with armor all over their bodies, holding war spears, and poles standing up towards the sky, entered the city in silence without saying a word, the entire Jinling City fell into a huge panic.

In recent years, Jinling City has gradually accepted the reform of new civilization, and the means of transportation that have been inherited for thousands of years have been replaced by more advanced cars, and various transportation has emerged in an endless stream.

War horses, armor, and spears have gradually withdrawn from the stage of history.

But no matter how the times change, the residents of Jinling City are after all in the midst of a wave of reform in which the old and the old are alternated, and the new civilization and the old society merge with each other.

So it's not surprising to the makeup of these heavy cavalrymen with armor all over their bodies and war spears in their hands.

But even so, when the 8,000 heavy cavalry army entered the city like a torrent of steel, it still alarmed many residents of Jinling City.

Everyone knows that this is Ning Hetu's private army.

The world knows that as long as a normal private army has not received an order to fight, the war spear must be pointed diagonally downward, and the sharp part must not be less than 35 centimeters from the ground.

However, judging from the current situation, this group of private troops has received combat orders, and the war spears are all facing the sky, and they are holding up their hands so that they can draw their spears to fight anytime and anywhere.

"What the hell is going on? It's going to be a war. ”

"The war spear is in the air, which is a sign of an immediate march and battle, who provoked Ning Hetu?"

After all, this 8,000 heavy cavalry army called Shura belongs to the private army of Chen Qingzhi, a henchman under Ning Hetu, although the commander is Chen Qingzhi, but without Ning Hetu's nod, the heavy cavalry army does not dare to enter the city without permission.

"It's terrible, Jinling City is going to be turbulent."

When this group of heavy cavalry troops came to the door in silence, the huge Jinling City was silent, and the lights of thousands of homes were not as brilliant as the armor on the heavy cavalry.

Leave a name in the rivers and lakes, and compete for merit on the battlefield!

Throughout the ages, how many hot-blooded men have dreamed of the ultimate ideal?

At this moment, there were not a few young men in Jinling City, seeing the cavalry entering the city, instead of panicking and confused expressions, they clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, excited.

This kind of magnificent picture, as long as you see it once in a lifetime, you will be content.

If you can become one of them, even if you die on the battlefield tomorrow, you will have no regrets.

The main road of Jinling City has long been emptied.

No one dared to linger in the huge streets, except for the ordinary residents watching from both sides, and the streets in the center were empty and free of the slightest obstacle.

However, halfway through the procession, an accident occurred at the scene.

A seven- or eight-year-old boy with a shaved head, somehow broke free from his mother's arms, suddenly appeared in the middle of the street, blocked the way, and watched with curiosity the heavy cavalry rolling in like a tide.

This scene frightened many people.

Blocking the road in front of the battle is a big taboo.

According to the fierce style of the general private army, those who block the way before the battle do not need to be notified in advance, and everything follows the principle of cutting first and then playing.

Because considering the great impact, the mother of this oily child did not dare to step forward and pull it back, so she could only hide in the corner and cry, unable to give up.

Just when everyone thought that the bloodshed was about to happen, the leader of the heavy cavalry stretched out his hand to signal the whole army to slow down, and stared at the boy's location with a smile.

This mighty man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a national character face is Chen Qingzhi's left horseman, called Yuan Wolf.

"Little brat, if you block your uncle's way like this, aren't you afraid that your uncle will spank you in anger?"

Yuan Wolf leaned over and glanced at the boy, his tone kind and kind.

Looking at the attitude, it doesn't seem to be angry.

This made all the residents who were watching now breathe a sigh of relief, after all, a human life, not to mention that he was still an ignorant child, who could bear to watch him be beheaded in front of the battle?

The naughty child, who didn't seem to realize the cramped and uneasy expressions of the people around him, heard Yuan Wolf ask, was slightly stunned at first, then touched his head and melon seeds, and smiled stupidly, "Uncle won't be angry." ”

Yuan Wolf laughed and shook his head, his attitude still soft.

"Uncle, can I ask you a few questions?"

This naughty child became more and more bold, his eyes lit up, and he actually ran over to touch the war horse where Yuan Wolf was sitting.

Yuan Wolf smiled heartily and did not stop it.

"Uncle, are you going to prepare for war?" The kid asked.

Yuan Wolf paused and hesitated, "Sort of." ”

Although their heavy cavalry army arrived in Jinling City, according to Chen Qingzhi's speculation, there should be no so-called opportunity to fight, after all, to deal with a Wuhou Mu family, they don't need to be ready for battle.

Listening to Chen Qingzhi's meaning, his young marshal should take into account that the Mu family is the descendant of the Marquis of Wu, and his ancestors have produced several generations of martial champions, and they belong to a family of military attachés through and through.

Therefore, the use of private troops to solve the Mu family can be regarded as giving face to this clan, so that they can barely be wiped out under the battlefield conquest, rather than the hands of the swordsmen.

"I heard that people die in war?" Another follow-up question.

Yuan Wolf laughed helplessly, turned the spearhead, and knocked on the child's head, "How can there be immortals in war?" ”

After that, there was another helpless sigh, now in this era of alternating between the old and the new, wars are becoming more and more rare, although it is not peaceful in the world, but the magnificent picture of Jin Ge Iron Horse is indeed decreasing one by one.

"My mother told me that fighting is the easiest place to die, and there are many deaths, and I can't transport my body back to my hometown after death, and I will be buried outside for the rest of my life, so she doesn't let me join the battlefield when I grow up."

The little man pursed his lips and said with a disappointed expression.

Yuan Wolf was slightly stunned, he didn't expect the child to say this, he was silent for a long time, then raised his head and asked, "Do you like the battlefield?" ”

"Hmm."

The little boy nodded heavily and said seriously, "I yearn for this kind of life, cut off my head immediately, drink the strongest wine under the horse, and live with the yellow sand all my life, and die without regrets." ”

"Good boy, ambitious."

Yuan Wolf laughed, and then ordered the entire heavy cavalry army to bow their heads slightly, pay tribute to the little man, and then without saying a word, led the team to continue on the road.

The boy was disappointed and got out of the way and watched the team leave.

After a long time, the last column of the line, turned a young face, first winked at the little boy, and then smiled faintly, "Little boy, remember one sentence, Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere, why do you need a horse leather shroud?" ”

"My generation of battlefield boys, even if they die in battle, it is the best destination, where do we need to do this more to transport the corpse back to our hometown?"

"With the young marshal here, we will have a chance to fight again sooner or later, right?"

"There must be a war, otherwise Lao Tzu's spear will be rusty sooner or later, and it will not be sharp when he stabs the mud."

"Brothers, if you go back to the battlefield one day, are you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid of an egg!"

Everywhere in the green mountains, you can bury the bones of loyalty, it's a big deal, as long as you are worthy of the man on the battlefield, these four words, you can!