< Today's third night watch!! >
"That's right, lest Marshal gets anxious. Brother Wang Meng, you have to take good care of Third Young Master and Young Madam. Hurry up, if Marshal gets angry, all of us will beat you up … " Only then did they disperse into two neat rows. They watched as Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan walked past them. In their eyes, it was as if they were looking at their own sons and nephews …
Jun Moxie greeted them along the way. When he was far away, he turned around and saw that the hundreds of burly men were still looking at his back. They did not move at all … as if they were looking at their most respected and worshipped … the Marshal in White …
Jun Moxie's heart ached again. He took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions. But his nose felt sour, and he almost couldn't hold back his tears …
Wang Meng followed beside him, his face full of joy, as if he had done something great. Along the way, he introduced every blade of grass and every tree to Jun Moxie. The knife scar on his face seemed to be trembling with joy …
"Third Young Master, look here. When Marshal led his troops to Tian Guan Ling, he dismounted from his horse for the first time. There are still a few rocks here. At that time, the Marshal was standing on the biggest rock, looking back to see the troops of our brothers marching over majestically. At that time, I was only a small captain of the Marshal's Guards and happened to be by the Marshal's side, so I saw it clearly. I still remember the Marshal's words at that time. He said, 'This is a good place to set up camp.' "
When Wang Meng said the last sentence, his voice suddenly became calm, as if he was imitating Jun Wu Hui's tone. The expression on his face suddenly became serious.
Jun Mo Xie looked in the direction he was pointing at and saw a large stone. It was squarish, with many edges and corners that had become somewhat smooth … These guards must have polished it every day for the past ten years. To think that this ordinary stone had unknowingly completed the process of polishing and polishing it …
"When Marshal came here that year, he seemed to have a lot on his mind. On that stone wall over there, Marshal stood there for a long time. His face was dark, and he did not say a word. After a long time, he composed a poem. After that, my brothers carved it on the stone wall … "Wang Meng's eyes reddened as he said," I, Wang Meng, am a crude man. Although I don't understand the meaning of the poem, I still recite it every day when I pass by this place. "
Jun Moxie slowly walked up to the front of the stone wall. He saw that there were four lines of words carved on it, and the handwriting was exactly the same as the seven words at the foot of the mountain:
"The great flag of beacon smoke is unfurled.
Thousands of horses and thousands of soldiers surged over.
Since when did the battlefield become familiar with swords and soldiers?
From now on, men will not restrain their grief! "
"So it turns out that Father … He had long been tired of killing …" Jun Moxie looked on quietly, and could not help but think of the story of Jun Wu Hui that his Third Uncle, Jun Wuyi, had told him.
When will the battlefield be filled with swords and soldiers? From now on, men will not restrain their grief! These two lines expressed Jun Wu Hui, the God of War of this generation, the General in White, and his deep hatred for war, as well as his blessings for his brothers …
The terrain became steeper and steeper as they walked, and gradually, they were on the path to the mountain. After walking for another half a mile, the path on the mountainside became even narrower, and could only allow four or five people to walk side by side. On one side, there was a cliff that looked like it had been cut by a knife, piercing the blue sky. On the other side, there was a cliff that was not very high, and the snow at the bottom of the cliff was as smooth as a mirror. It actually looked like a plain …
"There is a big lake below here, but it is currently covered by snow, so we can't see it now. If it is summer, the water will be sparkling, and it will be very beautiful. "
Wang Meng introduced with some pride, "Back then, after we were stationed here for three days, the marshal came here one day and looked at the lake in a daze for a long time. He used his sword to carve a few lines of poetry on the stone wall over there …"
Jun Moxie had already noticed that on the cliff in front of him, there was a relatively smooth area. There were a few lines of words carved on it with the tip of a sword. The words were round and full, and naturally had a majestic feel to it. "I hate that this body does not belong to me. Who is the master of the fields in my dreams? Why should I disarm my armor in the mountains and rivers, and leisurely float on a small boat on the five lakes."
After reading these four lines of poetry, it was as if he could see a general dressed in the robes of a hundred battles, looking at the leisurely lake in front of him in a daze …
He was obviously already planning on what to do after his retirement.
In fact, he was even looking forward to the peaceful and happy life after his retirement …
Jun Moxie took a deep breath of cold air. Suddenly, a wave of anger welled up in his heart. It turns out that father had long been tired of the life on the battlefield, and had already planned to retire. He would not be a threat to the imperial power, but … the Tian Xiang Empire was still afraid that he would be too powerful, and would not hesitate to let the wolf into the house, and destroy his own pillars! Using despicable means to harm him … "
Jun Moxie suddenly felt an inexplicable anger!
"In front of us is the Marshal's tent!" Wang Meng led Jun Moxie all the way, and actually passed through seven or eight sentry checks. When the sentry veterans heard that the Marshal's son was here to pay his respects, they were all extremely excited …
Finally, they reached the hillside. This was the real Tian Guan Ling!
What appeared in front of Jun Mo Xie's eyes was a majestic and huge military camp! The wind on the ridge was urgent. Jun Wu Hui's Marshal's flag stood tall, fluttering in the wind. The bright red flag was like a flaming cloud, dancing in the air. Faintly, there was an aura of fighting against the universe, and dominating the world!
Surrounding the commander's tent were eight military camps. They formed a triangular formation, guarding each other like stars surrounding the moon. The central commander's tent was tightly protected. Squads of soldiers in bright armor patrolled back and forth with their bodies straight and determined. Their expressions were serious and solemn, and they were meticulous. Just as one group passed by, another group immediately patrolled over. The eight patrolling groups went back and forth, and there was not the slightest gap between them.
At this time, a person strode out of the Marshal's tent. He was dressed in a general's uniform, with thick eyebrows and round eyes. He was more than seven feet tall, and his body was unusually strong. Wherever he stood, he looked like an iron tower. The general stared at him and shouted, "Wang Meng! I let you lead the troops to clear the snow on the road, and you actually slacked off and returned? What punishment do you deserve? "
Wang Meng was shocked. He stood up straight and saluted, and said loudly, "General Wu, it's the Marshal's third son and Young Madam who came to pay their respects to the Marshal! I am just doing my duty as a leader, and did not intentionally neglect military duties. "
"The Marshal's third son? Jun Moxie? " General Wu's expression changed. His eyes turned to look at Jun Moxie, and his gaze became sharper!
When Jun Moxie was at home, he already knew that Wu Yongjun, the number one general of his father's guards, was a brave and courageous general. Now that he saw Wu Yongjun's imposing manner, he praised him in his heart. Just as he was about to step forward and salute, Wu Yongjun suddenly glared at him and said angrily, "You are Jun Moxie? You bastard, why are you only here now?! What have you been doing for the past few years, you bastard? "
The first thing he did was to reprimand him, followed by a string of curses. He actually changed the way he addressed him three times!
Then, the eyes of Wu Yongjun, a general who had been through hundreds of battles, suddenly reddened. He tried his best to open his eyes and control his emotions, fearing that a drop of tear would fall. However, his voice still became hoarse as he scolded, "You bastard! As the only flesh and blood of the Grand Marshal, you actually didn't come to pay your respects for ten whole years! Jun Moxie, you, you … you bastard, do you know … the Marshal is alone here, and how lonely he is? How much he misses all of you? You … you … disappointing … "At the end of his words, he couldn't help but sob …
Jun Moxie didn't say a word. He was speechless when faced with the scolding of the person in front of him. Wu Yongjun's voice was very loud, and when he shouted, many people came out from the surrounding tents. When they heard that the Marshal's son had come, they immediately swarmed over, and the scene became a little chaotic …
"You little bastard, why aren't you going to see your father? Why are you still dawdling here, you bastard!" Wu Yongjun roared like a bolt from the blue. However, after shouting, he couldn't help but rub his eyes. When he removed his hands, his eyes were already red.
His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he grunted a few times like a bellows. His mouth opened a few times, and it looked like he was about to cry. Suddenly, he separated the crowd, covered his face, and ran into a big tent. Then, an extremely suppressed sound came from inside, as if a wild bull was forcefully covered in a quilt and let out a dull and painful whimper ….
Marshal, that son of yours finally came to see you … I scolded that brat … but he still came to see you … He looks exactly like you, so handsome, and he even brought a beautiful wife with him. You'll definitely like her …
Under the urging of the crowd, Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan stepped into the Marshal's tent step by step.
Everyone stood neatly outside the Marshal's tent. Their faces were filled with joy and sorrow, and their gratified smiles were filled with tears. They silently watched the silent Marshal's tent, leaving the space inside for Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan …
Then, they faced the Marshal's tent and knelt down neatly. Everyone said in a low voice, "Congratulations, Marshal! You have a successor! God bless the Jun Family, you will not be alone! " Their faces were filled with sincerity, as if they were saying these sixteen words of blessing with all their heart, soul, and spirit ….
The moment Jun Moxie entered, he immediately felt a wave of shock, a wave of shock that came from the bottom of his heart!
Inside the Marshal's tent, it was completely a well-organized wartime command center!
There were eight chairs on both sides, and behind the chairs, there were bright unsheathed swords and sabers. Right in front, there was a desk. On top of the desk, there was an ivory bucket. Inside, there were ten military orders arranged neatly.
On the desk, there was a record book, and on the other side, there was a long sword that shone with a cold light …
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