Guo Ning has been in the army for many years and has long been accustomed to a life of hanging on by the enemy. In the past, he felt that it was unclear whether he would die or live tomorrow, so why bother thinking about the future that was too far away? Just focus on what's in front of you, it's useless to think about anything else.
But the big dream he had after he fainted due to injury two days ago seemed like a wake-up call. The future in the dream always echoed in Guo Ning's mind, forcing Guo Ning to open his eyes, see and think.
In the dream, Guo Ning was an upright Han citizen. He has a safe life, a strong country, countless compatriots who are connected by blood and share life and death, and a bright future that he can look forward to and work hard for. That's pretty good. But before that, what was the "history" in the dream like?
Counting from the current second year of Chongqing in the Jin Dynasty, about twenty years later, the Jin Kingdom was destroyed; about sixty years later, the Southern Song Dynasty was destroyed. In this process, the powerful forces trampled on the world, and wars continued. The world turned into a sea of blood, and tens of millions of people died.
Not to mention the history going forward, Guo Ning saw the mighty China moving hard and being bullied by the foreign barbarians again and again; he saw the great country with thousands of horses in silence, and occasionally some outstanding people tried to rise up in the darkness, but failed time and time again. failed.
Did those many unbearable stories, those troughs that lasted for nearly a thousand years, begin right before our eyes? Did it start with the rise of a powerful enemy on the grassland?
Maybe, maybe not.
Guo Ning is not a scholar and has never delved into the principles.
But he vaguely felt that after experiencing this big dream, his fate was connected with more people and even something bigger.
In the terrible troubled times that are bound to come, if Guo Ning chooses to follow the trend, it couldn't be easier. With everything he knew in his dream, he could easily gain glory and wealth, even if it was just a lie.
But Guo Ning is a fighter. Years of training on the battlefield have made him as stone-hardened as ever and will never waver.
He has new aspirations and a firm belief that he can do more, change more, and turn around more.
So he knows better than anyone who is a friend and who is an enemy.
It's a pity that Wang Shixian doesn't quite understand.
For Guo Ning, such a decision should be made, but Wang Shixian found it difficult to accept it.
Fortunately, he has a good temper. After hearing what Guo Ning said with a gun and a stick, he was not angry. He just widened his eyes and stared at Guo Ning's face.
He didn't understand why Guo Ning, who originally seemed too simple, suddenly thought of so many things. He didn't understand what Guo Ning was feeling when he suddenly said this.
If other people had said this to Wang Shixian, Wang Shixian would have just thought he was stupid and parted ways from now on. But Guo Ning was Wang Shixian's partner who fought side by side and was his savior. Wang Shixian felt that he needed to reason with Guo Ning.
"Liu Lang, your guess is correct. If I deny it, it will appear that I dare not take it seriously..." After a while, Wang Shixian sighed: "I'm not saying that it will definitely happen. After all, we were all officers of Daikin. , food and supplies are all provided by Dajin's men. I, Wang Shixian, have been in the army for several years, and I have never been greedy for life and feared death, and I have lost Dajin!"
Having said this, Wang Shixian was a little angry. He opened his front and showed his scarred body to Guo Ning: "In the past few years, I have fought with the enemy no less than fifty times with a bare blade, and I have more than forty scars on my body. Dao! I fought with the Xixia people in Lin, Lan, Shi, Fang and other prefectures, and fought with the Mongols in Datong Prefecture in Xijing! I am indeed not as brave as you Guo Liulang... and I was indeed caught and eaten by Xiao Haohu It’s a shame…but I’m not the cartilage on both ends of the head!”
Guo Ning could only nod.
He knows very well how difficult it has been for the border guards fighting on the border over the years. In fierce battles, only the bravest and most experienced warriors can survive, and the injuries they suffer are almost impossible to fully heal and will torture them for a lifetime or even greatly shorten their lifespan.
Among such grassroots soldiers, Wang Shixian is definitely the best, otherwise Guo Ning would not bother to make friends with him.
Seeing Guo Ning nod, Wang Shixian cheered up and continued: "The problem is... we have all experienced the war between Daikin and Mongolia in recent years! Who can't understand who is strong and who is weak? The year before last, from From Badger's Mouth to Huihe Fort, and then to Xuande, you don't know what kind of battles Dajin fought, Liu Lang?"
Guo Ning knew this very clearly and could only sneer.
"The Jurchens are dead! Liulang! Think clearly!" Wang Shixian shouted in a deep voice.
"In the past few years, every time there was an expedition or a border provocation, the imperial court frequently ordered the signing of troops, causing commotion in the prefectures and counties. What is ridiculous is that the Jurchens who were supposed to be the backbone of the army were unwilling to join the army even if they had young men. Once selected, the individual I cried and complained. Therefore, the main force fighting the Xixia people on Lintao Road and Fengxiang Road were either Han'er, Wanggu people like me, or even various Yi troops. However, this batch of soldiers who are accustomed to fighting, the year before last And last year, they were completely wiped out by the Mongols!"
"The year before last at Yehuling, Wanyan Chengyu and Duji Sizhong led the troops, and lost hundreds of thousands of troops. Last year at Migukou in Xijing, Ao Tunxiang led the troops, and lost hundreds of thousands of troops. In Liulang's view, How many of the imperialist military forces are left? Let me tell you, the current situation is just like when the Liao Dynasty was defeated at Hubu Dagang... In this case, I am an ancient Wang, why should I coexist and die with the Jin Dynasty? Xiao Haohu He is a Xi man, what kind of loyalty does he owe to Dai Jin?"
Having said this, Wang Shixian took a few steps forward and poked Guo Ning's chest with his finger: "Liu Lang, you are a Han'er, why do you have to work hard for Dajin? Xi Ren, Wang Gu and you Han'er, we Aren’t they all the same?”
Guo Ning nodded, then shook his head.
After the Five Dynasties, Yanyun and other places fell into the hands of foreign tribes. From then on, the Han people, like the tribes in northern Xinjiang, often obeyed the strong. First it was Daliao, and then it was Daijin. Then, if the memory in the dream is correct, the Song people in the south will also join the ranks. So, there was Da Yuan and I, Da Qing.
After being killed until it hurt, and knowing how fast the new uncle's horse was and how sharp his sword was, he quickly knelt down and surrendered, riding in front of him and behind him. Hu'er people have been like this for thousands of years. Even though Wang Shixian has become deeply Chinese, they still take it for granted.
At this time, the rise of the Mongols had just begun, and many deep hatreds had not yet been forged. Wang Shixian naturally had no idea how terrifying the coming killing and destruction would be.
It was even more impossible for him to understand what a glorious past the Han people had; he did not know that Guo Ning had made up his mind and would not allow everything to be trampled and destroyed by iron hoofs no matter what.
Wang Shixian is quite talented, but his thoughts cannot transcend the limitations of the times. There are tens of thousands of people like him along the northern border of Jin Kingdom. Their overt and covert cooperation will inevitably accelerate the demise of the Jin Kingdom and the rise of Mongolia.
Guo Ning couldn't help but ask himself, what should I do?
Could it be like beheading Xiao Haohu with one knife?
That can't be done. This gentleman has good intentions towards me. He is not an enemy, but a companion that I can win over.
or……
Guo Ning thought for a long time.
Wang Shixian waited patiently. His two companions stayed with him for a while, but they felt bored, so they picked up their knives and went to guard the road below.
After another battle, Wang Shixian paced back and forth, taking advantage of the starlight to look at Guo Ning's expression from time to time.
He figured that if Guo Ning really didn't want to, he would have no choice but to go back to Gongchang Mansion. Gongchang Mansion is thousands of miles away from Anzhou. I wonder if I can take Guo Liu as a guard? Damn it, the roads everywhere are not smooth now, no matter how many guards there are, it will be difficult to travel!
Thinking of this, he was a little depressed. After he was injured, his energy and blood were weak, but he forgot to cover his clothes. I felt a cool breeze blowing on the embankment with my mind open, and I couldn't help but shiver a few times.
"Brother Shixian." Guo Ning suddenly called.
"I'm here! I'm here!" Wang Shixian came up excitedly.
"Xiao Hao and Hu are half-hearted, but Tu Shanhang is a loyal minister. He will definitely take this opportunity to firmly control the Xi army and drive them to fight. Don't underestimate this noble son of Zhongdu. Although he is not familiar with the local situation, he is surrounded by But he has his own civil and military team, enough to control an army. We definitely can't compete with him. So, don't count on that Xi army. Tudan will continue to recruit people after the governor, but you can't count on the position he promised either. .”
"After accepting those positions, I boarded the court's ship. I don't have Xiao Haohu's strength at hand, so it won't be easy if I think about it again." Wang Shixian understood immediately: "Liu Lang is right!"
"As for the situation in the Kingdom of Jin, it is indeed as Brother Shixian said. Therefore, I, Guo Liulang, will not go to serve as a knife for the imperial court. Right now...Brother Shixian, you don't have many subordinates. Apart from the old and weak, I We are all alone, how about our two families staying together for the time being?"
Wang Shixian was overjoyed at first, and then asked: "What will happen after we establish a foothold for the time being?"
"The next time the Mongols invade, it will always be in autumn when the air is crisp and the water and grass are luxuriant. I plan to use this half a year to make some preparations."
