In early autumn, the grass and trees are falling.
The bleak autumn wind swept through the majestic Yongping City and the Jingbei Expedition Camp lined with soldiers and armors, swaying the numerous flags in the camp and making a sound like the graceful music produced by the waves hitting the rocks.
On the majestic general's stage, stood a tall and tall figure in white armor and a sharp ancient sword, despite the sound of wind passing by his ears.
I saw Xiao Changling, dressed in military uniform, silent for a long time, his whole body like Optimus Prime stone, standing on a high platform, facing the rustling autumn wind, listening to the rustling wind, wearing "Chengying" on his waist, gently stroking his hands The golden iron scabbard of the long sword, staring at the armor in front of me, seems to have ignited a ball of blazing flames, burning people's hearts, increasingly showing the innate nobility and majesty of the King of Jingbei. So depressing that it is impossible to look up.
At this moment, a bright electric light flashed through the depths of Xiao Changling's cold eyes, piercing the starry sky, cutting through the layers of clouds and mist, and illuminating the fierce battlefield, which was daunting...
Wow!
Accompanied by a clear and desolate dragon roar, a sharp sword wind split the sky and split the sky, and a cold light suddenly appeared; it was a roar that could shake the world, and it was also a spirit that could reopen the world.
Xiao Changling slightly raised his arms and moved his wrists. The sword, which was as clear as snow, was like a long silver snake. It jumped out of the scabbard in an instant, revealing its sharp blade like a thousand-foot-long pine, which reflected the resolute look on his cheek. contour.
A cool breeze hits the high platform.
As the daylight fell, Xiao Changling stood under the king's banner, drew his sword out of its sheath, and stood with the sword horizontally on the general's platform. The large swaths of sharp light were faintly connected with the cold murderous intent in Commander Jingbei's eyes. It was unclear whether it was the light of the sword or the cold light, but it always made people unable to get close.
I have to say, this is indeed a good knife. Just now, because the knife was in the sheath, the sharpness and coldness of the knife had not yet been fully displayed; but at this moment, when this sharp long knife was slowly pulled out of the sheath by a pair of big hands with distinct joints. , along with the dazzling sword light, what is displayed in front of the person holding the sword is a murderous peerless blade:
However, I saw that the blade of this knife was wide, the shape of the knife was curved like a crescent moon, and the overall shape was in the shape of a mountain. It was like an eagle wing spreading its wings and about to fly. In addition, its blade exuded bursts of biting cold air, as if one strike of the knife could condense the winter night. It is a well-deserved "blood-eating blade" that can break the hardest armor in the world and cut through the strongest iron chains in the world.
Under the shadow of the clouds, Xiao Changling's sword-wielding style is so handsome, so handsome that it is shocking; his figure is slender and proud, as straight as the best sword in the world. When the sword is drawn, The thunder was thundering, and the clear sea condensed when he sheathed his sword. Coupled with his shining military armor, it further highlighted the majestic and handsome demeanor of the commander in white. He was like a god, standing on Wanliguan Mountain. Just looking at it, he immediately felt admiration. It was just the calm look on his face and the scornful eyes that made people fall into the bottomless abyss again.
Suddenly, Xiao Changling gently turned his wrist and held the long knife in front of him. When I first saw this knife, I thought it was plain and dull. However, when I gently brushed it away with my fingers, wherever my fingertips touched, all the rust around the knife disappeared without a trace, leaving a glow. The amber-like luster of green and purple revealed a section of Lingshuang's blade. Wherever the bloody blade was headed, no demons or demons dared to approach.
"Sure enough, it is a good sword!" Xiao Changling's face was as cold as ice. He was wearing armor and sword, standing with the sword in hand. Only his eyes, as cold as arrows, glanced at the purple lightning gathered on the sword. , and then he smiled indifferently, and his sound suddenly sounded like a loud bell.
"Please, Your Majesty, try the sword!" Hu Kun stood beside King Qin and said loudly.
Unexpectedly, before General Hu Kun finished speaking, he heard a loud "boom".
A scene that Hu Kun will never forget slowly unfolded in front of the Jingbei general:
With the sound of the wind blowing in the autumn, King Qin Xiao Changling, dressed in white and silver armor, leaned back slightly with his graceful body like a swimming dragon. Dressed in a battle suit that beats the snow, he took advantage of the wind to rise up and wash away the wind. Countless strong winds blowing in the face.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Changling said nothing, his eyes were like swords; at this moment, the young King Qin's bright eyes reflected the wildness and nobility of a lion, as if he was like a top with a bow and an arrow. The hunter, looking straight ahead, uses the hunter's natural vigilance and acumen to locate the most ideal prey that is about to be killed by his arrow.
This is the calm before the storm.
Sure enough, after a while, Xiao Changling raised his handsome eyebrows, and the bone-cutting cold light in his eyes gradually became a beam of green sharp energy; and his tall figure suddenly jumped up, his arms A little light on your feet. However, I saw that His Highness King Qin, who was already powerful in the world even before he was crowned weak, and who was now wearing heavy white clothes and white armor, was like an eagle owl soaring in the nine heavens, spreading his white wings flatly, and flying directly from the snow of Tianshan Mountain. From the top of the peak, he swooped down from the air, seeming to cover the sun, moon, mountains and rivers under his wings.
At the same time, when Xiao Changling flew up out of the air, the cold knife in his hand had already made a large arc, and the tip of the knife rose slightly. Hu Kun could faintly see that His Highness King Qin's hands were intertwined, and he was holding it with his backhand. The handle of the knife was more than a foot long.
Then, Xiao Changling used all his strength to raise the long sword high, using only his wrist power to drive the blade, and slashed downwards with all his strength. He drew a curved arc in the air and swung it towards a piece of green standing on a high platform. stone wall.
The arc created by this sword showed the most wild domineering force in the world, and it also showed a momentum like a mountain roaring and a tsunami!
"Crack" sound.
The light of the knife suddenly flashed, and a terrifying knife mark three inches deep and three feet long was cut out on the smooth stone surface of the huge bluestone wall. The strike was clean and neat, without any sloppiness.
The moment he landed, Xiao Changling's feet in combat boots felt as if they were stepping on soft grass, making no sound at all. From drawing the knife, turning around, sweeping across, and then holding the knife with his backhand, slashing the stone wall with one knife, Xiao Changling's series of actions were like flowing clouds and water, completed in one go. At this time, he held the knife in his left hand, his eyes were full of coldness, and he slowly breathed and concentrated. , standing tall and proud.
Whether in the eyes of the general Hu Kun or in the sight of the Jingbei soldiers, at this moment, King Qin Xiao Changling still had a leisurely, free and casual posture. There was not even a slight tremor in his wrists, and there was no sweat on his forehead, just like just now. Nothing happened.
If the sword he just struck had not struck the bluestone, but had gone straight for the enemy, Xiao Changling's white armor would have been stained with blood, and his opponent would have been splattered with blood in all directions, and he would have become a lone victim under the sword of the commander of Jingbei. Ghost.
Suddenly, Xiao Changling picked up the long knife, gently placed the back of the knife on the palm of his hand, and slowly traced it with his index finger. He was quite surprised to find that the edge of the bluestone that had just been chopped by the knife did not have any trace of damage; Xiao Changling was deeply moved. He knew how much force he had with the sword strike just now. Even if he didn't use all his strength, he still used at least five points of force. What's more, the weight of this knife itself is not very heavy. It is not like the ordinary Zhou army swords, which are powerful and heavy. Instead, it is a light and sharp "Yan Ling style quick knife"; however, no matter how sharp the knife is, No matter how skillful a person is with swordsmanship, when faced with such a hard boulder, if the sword is struck down, even if the edge is not broken, there will be some wear and tear on the edge. However, the result is...the blade is not damaged at all. , on the contrary, a deep knife mark was added to the tall stone wall; even the Erlang of the Xiao family, who has experienced hundreds of battles, has to be impressed by the superb craftsmanship of the Ordnance Department at this moment. What kind of craftsmanship is this? What kind of extreme smelting skills are needed to create such a peerless sword!
Along with the roar of metal and stone clashing, Hu Kun witnessed the whole process of King Qin slashing the boulder with his sword. This famous Jingbei general who had been licking blood from the edge of his sword all year round couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart. He was shocked by the fact that his king reached the pinnacle. Knife skills, I couldn't help but blurt out.
"Your Majesty has great sword skills!"
Unexpectedly, Xiao Changling's expression was still as calm as a deep ancient well, but his legs were slightly spread apart, and he was holding the long knife nonchalantly, with a faint smile appearing under his lips.
"Stop flattering me. It's not that Gu's swordsmanship is good, but that the Ordnance Department's swordsmanship is good."
Hu Kun pressed his knife and laughed.
"No matter how good the sword is, if it is held in the hands of a mediocre person, it will eventually become a pearl covered in dust; only if it is held in the hands of a great king, it will not be considered a dishonor."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Changling looked sideways, glanced at his confidant and his beloved general with an intriguing and teasing look, then smiled slightly and spoke in a clear voice.
"Zuoyu, you are the most honest person around me. Don't imitate those rotten scholars and only use nice words to coax me. I think back then, when I led the 30,000 knights of the Beida camp, they fought against 100,000 northern captives at Da'e Mountain. At that time, The situation on the battlefield was too chaotic. Guhe's main force was accidentally separated, and was forced into the canyon by Rouran Barbarian's pursuers. Life and death were on the line. At the critical moment, it was not the general who jumped on his horse with his gun drawn, picked up the thief Shuanda Xiding with his gun, and forced him to retreat. Chase the troops and save me from the chaos. Doesn’t I know your martial arts skills?"
"Your Majesty, the last general is telling the truth. Your Majesty has ten thousand enemies, and his sword skills are superb. The last general is not as good as the last chance!" Hu Kun said with a hearty smile.
"Look, look, here it comes again..." Xiao Changling's tone was as calm as a pond in the North Sea. There were no waves, and he blocked Hu Kun's slightly awkward words while they were chatting and laughing. .
At this moment, the high-ranking general on the stage was solemn and silent for a moment.
The messy autumn wind blew through Xiao Changling's armor, shaking off the general's dust. The wind mixed with the flying catkins, further highlighting the soaring momentum of the commander-in-chief in front of him; even though the wind pressed against the heavy armor, his proud figure remained unchanged and did not change his handsomeness.
Senhan's long sword was once again raised high by Xiao Changling; under the bright autumn light, the sharp and sharp light on the sword suddenly bloomed with incomparable splendor, flashing with a soul-stirring sword light, There is a sense of wonder and beauty that lies across the iceberg.
The King of Qin holds a sword, he is dressed in white armor and frosty bones, and he is dressed in white clothes and proud of the wind and snow.
"By the way, what's the name of this knife?"
"Replying to the king, I haven't given a name yet, please give me a name for the new sword!" Hu Kun responded in a deep voice.
Xiao Changling slowly half-closed his eyes, seeming to be meditating, but also reminiscing. After a while, His Highness King Qin, who had closed his eyes for a long time, finally opened his eyes again, showing the same determined gaze as before. , his noble face showed the heroism and ghostliness that a leader of a 120,000-strong army should have, and his tone was unprecedentedly awe-inspiring and inviolable, he said.
"This is my Jingbei sword, why not... just call it 'Jingbei sword'!"
Jingbei, Jingbei.
The military name is "Jingbei Army" and the sword is called "Jingbei Sword". The Jingbei Army is equipped with Jingbei Sword, and Jingbei people hold Jingbei Sword. This is the character of an army, and the soul and spirit of the entire Jingbei army.
"Ordnance Department, how many Jingbei knives have been made in total?" Xiao Changling asked in a cold voice.
"Replying to your Majesty, the first batch of Jingbei knives to come out totals more than 3,000 knives, and the subsequent 10,000 new knives will be completed soon and will be sent to the camp in the near future." Hu Kun replied word for word.
When he heard the two numbers "three thousand" and "ten thousand", Xiao Changling frowned slightly, and a hint of fierceness appeared on his face full of beautiful jade, and then he slowly lowered his sword grip. arm.
"Ten thousand swords?! This can't be done! We have an army of 120,000 men in Jingbei, and only ten thousand sabers. Are you kidding us?! We haven't even completed the most basic weapons. How can we talk about military training and military training?" Why go into battle to kill the enemy! Let's do this, Zuo Yu, take Gu's handwriting and send it to the Ordnance Department. They are given ten days to forge the remaining Jingbei swords without making any mistakes. If you dare to delay, beware of Gu sending troops to dismantle them. Their ordnance department surrounded the government office as a manger, and built a pigsty at the government office. Gu, do what you say, you will bring these words to them intact on Gu's behalf."
The Ordnance Department dismantled the pig pen.
How arrogant and domineering this is, and how dissolute it is. In the whole world, except for the young vassal king who has already achieved great success at a young age and is in charge of 120,000 Jingbei men, there is no one else in the world who has such a wild mind. There will never be another person like him.
"Yes, I will do it immediately!" Hu Kun solemnly bowed with his fists in hand.
Looking at the brand-new Jingbei Sword, Xiao Changling's eyes and expression became dignified unconsciously; but he saw that the marks of battlefield smoke were left in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and those deep pupils turned into A long iron arrow shoots straight towards the vast northern wilderness, towards Sirius in the dark night, as if it is trying to penetrate those dusty years and pursue the old golden horse.
Decades ago, the world was in chaos. At that time, the land of the Central Plains was torn apart and wars continued. The one hundred thousand Xiao family cavalry who dominated the three states of Gansu, Yongliang and Liang realized that the troubled times were coming. Unsatisfied with the tyranny of Beiyu, they attacked Duke Zhou Guogong. Under the call of Xiao Shiyuan (Emperor Wen of the Northern Zhou Dynasty), he raised righteousness in Ganzhou and formally launched a challenge to the Beiyu court, which had millions of troops, and it seemed like a small challenge to shake the tree.
However, the three prefectures of Gan, Yong, and Liang, the birthplace of the Xiao Family Army, had always been barren. Therefore, at the beginning of the incident, the rebel army was short of copper and iron, and lacked soldiers and armor, and was in danger of being encircled by the Northern and Chongqing armies at any time. As a result, the common people in the three states smashed the pots and offered iron, melting it in one furnace, and then created the world's first generation of "Northern Zhou Saber", which is also the predecessor of today's Jingbei Sword...
At this moment, Xiao Changling was standing on a high platform, facing the wind, wearing heavy white clothes and white armor, with the heavy black "Chengying" sword hanging by his waist, and holding the snow-like Jingbei sword in his hand; and he The majestic expression on his face was tense from beginning to end, as if covered with a thick layer of frost.
His eyes were extremely sharp and deep.
"From now on, the Jingbei Sword is the unique sword of our Jingbei Army. Everyone in the Jingbei Army, from Xiao Changling to the generals and soldiers, must wear the Jingbei Sword. This is the example. It is a fixed formula; if new recruits join our Jingbei Army, if they can behead ten levels on the battlefield, or if they can capture and kill the enemy's generals, they will all be given swords by the nobility as a token of their military merit."
At this moment, the smoke of Jinyang, the city walls of Yanjing, the flying snow outside the Great Wall, including the northern border defense line stretching for thousands of miles, all swept away the majesty of yesterday's gold and iron horses, and suddenly came into Xiao Changling's eyes. Deep in the eyes, it has not dissipated for a long time.
The autumn wind gradually picked up, and Xiao Changling took a deep breath. The biting chill on his face was instantly wiped away, replaced by his heroic nature as the King of Jingbei.
"Also, from now on, the entire army must set an iron rule. All soldiers wearing the Jingbei Sword must only point the Jingbei Sword at the enemy, expand territory for the Great Zhou Dynasty, kill generals and draw flags, and never Target the common people and slaughter innocent people; if anyone violates this law, he will be the scum of our Jingbei Army and the public enemy of the entire Jingbei Army. No matter who the Jingbei man is, everyone will kill him."
His voice, in its majesty, revealed a sense of oppression that was irresistible to the world. It gathered the commander's temperament all over his body, and also gathered the domineering and self-confidence that swept thousands of armies. That kind of confidence comes from the depths of his bones and has long been integrated into his blood.
"Yes! Please rest assured, Your Majesty, the general will accept your order!" Hu Kun loudly accepted the promise.
Xiao Changling said no more, just sheathed his sword, and stared quietly at the distant sky with his cold and arrow-like gaze. The bright morning glow on the horizon, the lonely lone wild goose, and the pale sky were all there. Incorporate the hero's broad mind.
Hero, general, King of Qin.
That's right, there is nothing like this in terms of unparalleled spirit and heroic demeanor.
On this early autumn morning, the Jingbei Sword appeared in the sky and pointed directly at the sky.
…
Arriving at the camp, the Chinese army has a large tent.
This is the center of the entire Jingbei camp, and it is also regarded as a sacred place by all Jingbei soldiers - the "Qin King's Commandery".
At the moment, the rising sun is high, and the melting autumn colors are spreading all over Yongping. The huge military camp, because of the autumn light, highlights its solemnity and solemnity. The strong murderous aura unique to the military and horse army is also swept by the hunting wind. More vividly revealed.
After a while, the black ink scroll hanging on the tree outside the camp slightly unfolded in the wind; then, a group of Chinese guards in black helmets and black armor set up a Yuanmen shogunate in a matter of seconds. More than ten "Wugang Cars" surrounded the center and stood majestically in front of the tent.
Outside the camp gate, there were personal guards, and a wooden sign more than two feet high was hung, with four large scarlet characters written on it - "The King of Qin went to camp."
Suddenly, all around the commander's tent, there were a forest of flags, armored soldiers, and tokens raised high. A cold and murderous atmosphere gradually spread and spread to every corner of the Jingbei military camp.
Stepping into the commander's tent of the Chinese army, long weapons such as Ges, spears, spears, and spears were lined up in the tent, and a gilded halberd stood in the middle. The dazzling golden light is particularly eye-catching. This is the weapon that King Qin Xiao Changling is accustomed to use to kill enemies on horseback - the "gilt halberd with tiger power and divination"; at the same time, there are three swords of different lengths. The swords are placed horizontally on the weapon rack in order according to the length of their respective swords.
On the left side of the curtain wall, there is a pair of dazzling snow-colored bright armor and an exquisitely crafted long bow hanging next to the white armor; on the long handsome desk, there is a most detailed painting of the Northern Dynasty. The topographic map of the territory and two scrolls of garrison and city defense scrolls of the three prefectures were also hung high, occupying half of the wall.
As for the center of the big tent, there is a huge painting depicting mountains and rivers. In fact, it is a giant artificial sand table, in which mountains, rivers, fields, roads, and cities made of fine sand and concrete are everywhere. Even the large and small villages, towns, outposts and passes are all clearly marked, making it clear and visible. A six-foot-long bamboo pole was placed diagonally on the edge of the sand table.
The spacious Chinese army tent has a high and wide dome and is full of murderous intent.
Outside the tent, the sounds of iron hoofs could be heard one after another, and the sounds of drills and shouts of killing could also be heard. However, at this moment, this handsome tent, regarded as the center of the Jingbei army, suddenly gathered stars and heroes:
Left general Su Yi, right general Hu Kun, left deputy general Huan Huan, right deputy general Yuan Ying, Beizhonglang general Yang Fang, Xizhonglang general Qin Jing, Dongzhonglang general Huangfuyue, South Zhonglang general He Tao, Dugu Yunhu, the cavalry general of the Beida camp, Chi Hongyi, the third commander of the left army of the East camp, Xue Lancheng, the commander of the right battalion of Tiefutu, Long Xifeng, the right second guard of the Qin Palace, Han Rujiang, the captain of Yingyang, Lou Yanshan, the captain of Huben, and Guo Gao Baoning, the captain of Yi, Li Ben, the captain of cavalry, Kan Leng, the captain of Zhechong...
The famous generals of Jingbei gathered together.
They all wore iron armor and held Jingbei knives in their hands, and they lined up along the sand table.
The wind opened the curtains, and a splendid autumn sun shrouded the Chinese army tent with murderous autumn intent; the bright sunshine poured into Xiao Changling's face as cold and as steep as a deep pool, outlining his own personality. The rock-solid edges and contours increasingly showed this man's supremacy as the leader of the 120,000 Jingbei army.
Xiao Changling stood quietly in front of the sand table, motionless. At this moment, he was still wearing white armor, but he took off the feather helmet decorated with snow-white eagle feathers, tied his hair with a hair crown, and hung it around his waist. Wearing "Chengying" and holding the Jingbei Sword in his hand; his gaze was always as cold as a sharp sword, projecting two black and white cloud shadows, which actually covered the huge sand table in front of him. There is no gap left under his deep vision.
For a long time, the awe-inspiring look on Xiao Changling's cheeks became as dim as a sea of smoke. There was a hazy gloom in his words, and he faintly left a sentence that was extremely cold, and felt like it was soaking in his soul.
"Tell me, has there been any change in Rouran recently?"
After hearing this, General Su Yi, the leader of the generals in Jingbei and one of the "Four Famous Generals in Jingbei", strode forward, held up the six-foot-long bamboo pole, and pointed in front of him The vast northern mountains and rivers; an indifferent smile quickly passed over the face of this famous Jingbei general, and the bronze face with crisscrossed ravines gradually solidified into edges like an ax and a chisel.
"Report to your Majesty, the scouting horse came to report that since dawn yesterday, a 50,000-coward Xue army belonging to the Royal Court of Rouran suddenly led its troops eastwards, seeming to intend a large-scale invasion; currently, three of this barbarian cavalry Thousands of forward troops have crossed the Luqu River and are pointing directly to the west of Songting Pass. In fact, as early as a few months ago, when Rouran invaded, there were many beacons stationed along the border. By the end of last month, Xingtai in the north received There were a total of seventy-eight warnings along the border, and the situation was very dangerous. Moreover, according to the report from the Youzhou Governor's Office, Rouran's attack seemed to be completely unorganized. In the past, when captives and cavalry invaded the border, they usually used light cavalry to test them. If they miss a hit, they will flee far away and never get into too much entanglement with our army; but this time, this group of Rouran barbarians seemed unwilling to grab something. In order to grab a pig and a few stones of grain, they actually Don’t hesitate to risk your life.”
As soon as Su Yi finished speaking, he saw that Hu Kun had already stepped out of the queue and said solemnly.
"More than that, Your Majesty, starting from this morning, thousands of knights from the Royal Court of Rouran began to plunder our Zhendian villages near Jinyang. So far, there have been more than a dozen Zhendians and more than thirty villages. , suffered looting, all the food and grass were plundered, and the entire population was captured by thieves."
The Rouran cavalry plundered the northern territory of the Zhou Dynasty, and the sound of golden drums was heard again in Guanhe.
For a moment, in the commander's tent, the generals were in an uproar, and all of them looked heavy.
Xiao Changling lowered his eyelids and stared at the sand table. The corners of his moderately thick lips were slightly indifferent, and the bottomless pupils seemed to have fire jumping around, as if they were about to burn away the decay of the world.
"What do they want to do?!"
"Your Majesty, according to the general's opinion, Rouran's intention is to take advantage of the lack of troops in the north to raid Jinyang." Long Xifeng said loudly.
Unexpectedly, Huan Que waved his hand, "No. The terrain north of Jinyang is flat and the army cannot hide, so how can we talk about a surprise attack? If Rouran wants to use these thousands of rangers to attack Jinyang, it would be overestimating its capabilities. . There are 100,000 border troops under the jurisdiction of Bingzhou Road, and they can be killed within half a day."
"Perhaps this is the Rouran people's plan to spread their influence in the east and attack the west." Chi Hongyi added.
"Impossible. Rouran people have always been clueless when fighting. How could there be so many tricks." Dugu Yunhu said disdainfully.
"Yanjing."
Just as the generals were arguing and arguing, Xiao Changling's eyes were blazing, but he looked calmly at the sand table in front of him. His whole expression was extremely serious, and the corners of his eyes suddenly The blue veins that appeared jumped a few times, as if he was making his final determination; suddenly, Xiao Changling's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, shining with firm light, and locked onto a very conspicuous place name on the sand table - "Yanjing" ".
Snapped!
The king of Jingbei, who had gone through many iron-blooded killings, patted the sand table lightly.
"Their target is right there...Yanjing."
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Murderous, autumnal mood.
The criss-crossing jingle and iron horses, accompanied by the roaring and killing sounds that shook the sky, were accompanied by the rumbling sound of horse hooves and chariots, as well as the neighing of horses soaring into the sky, across the entire Jingbei camp.
