Old Xu didn't insist. He was old, so he didn't try to be brave like a young man. He turned his head to 'look' at that person and said happily, "It's fine, it's fine. I can eat and sleep. I just have to wait for the end of the month to buy some meat and wine to reward myself. These days, the world is peaceful. I don't have to worry about food and clothing. It's very good. These are words of conscience. Old Xu is blind, so I can't say that I'm blind. Isn't that right, Daren? "
The visitor smiled and said, "Old Xu, you're not blind at all. You have a lively mind. You're much better than many officials and generals. "
Old Xu blushed and said, "Daren, these words are too serious. I don't dare to accept them. I, Old Xu, am just an old Beiliang soldier who didn't die. In the past, I heard a kid surnamed Xu talk about dying on the battlefield, but I don't really understand. In any case, it's better to live than to die. Now, I'm not afraid of death. I've lived to this age without any loss. I'm just worried about one thing. If one day I fall asleep and don't wake up, then so be it. But I don't have a coffin bearer. I'm worried about this. That kid Xu chuckled and said that if I really can't do it, I can't say for sure that I won't see him for an entire year. I think it's difficult. "
The yamen official said calmly, "That kid Xu promised to be a coffin bearer for you?"
Old Xu instantly became spirited. "Isn't that so? That kid Xu is a good person. I, Old Xu, have never made a mistake in recognizing people. It's just that this kid is a bit sloppy in many things. He climbs walls and steals ducks. I'm worried that he won't be able to find a good wife in the future. Two days ago, that kid Xu even brought a pot of good wine to my place to chat. However, he said that he was going out again. Unfortunately, I was woken up by the smell of wine at night and accidentally drank the remaining half of the pot. Otherwise, I could've entertained Daren today. Haha, Daren, don't think that Old Xu's broken mouth can't hold back on talking nonsense with you. "
That person laughed and said, "I won't. Nowadays, it's hard for me to find someone to chat with. Younger Brother Xu, you want to drink? When I came here, I forgot that I usually don't drink when I'm old. Today, I'll make an exception. If Brother Xu can wait, I'll get someone to buy it. "
Old Xu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "There's no need, there's no need. Milord is busy with important matters. How can I let Milord waste his time and money here?"
That person smiled and leisurely enjoyed the afternoon sun with Old Xu. The warmth of the sun spread over their bodies was much more comfortable than any brocade clothing.
Old Xu leaned sideways and leaned on his walking stick with both hands. With a dazed expression, he said, "My greatest regret in my life is that I didn't get to get close enough to see the Pillar of Da. An old brother who passed away last year was much luckier. After the Battle of Jingyang, he killed hundreds of thousands of surrendered soldiers, and he was only a hundred steps away from the Pillar of Da. That old brother still talks about it with his eyes closed. Look at how smug he is.
The blind Old Xu had always regarded him as a small government official in the yamen. He softly said, "Xu Xiao is nothing more than a hunchbacked old soldier, what's there to see?"
In an instant.
Old Xu's mind went blank.
Since he was able to walk out of the battlefield covered in millions of bones alive, how could he be a fool?
In Beiliang, who would dare to say that Xu Xiao was nothing more than a hunchbacked old soldier?
Other than the Pillar of Da, who else could it be?!
Old Xu's withered body, which needed a walking stick to walk, began to tremble violently.
In the end, the old soldier of Beiliang, who was still alive, had tears streaming down his face. He turned his head and said with trembling lips, "The Pillar of Da?"
That person didn't admit or deny it. He only called out to Old Xu, "Brother Xu."
Old Xu seemed to have gone mad as he struggled to get up. Ignoring the Pillar of Da's obstruction, he threw away his walking stick and knelt on the ground. He used all the strength in his body, the heroic spirit of thirty years of fighting in six countries, and the spirit of ten years of struggling at death's door to suppress the old soldier's passion and sobbing. He kowtowed and said, "Xu Yongguan, one of the Eighteen Old Battalions of Jinzhou, the last rider of the Fish Drum Battalion, pays his respects to General Xu!"
Today, the Eighteen Old Battalions of Jinzhou no longer existed. Just like the six hundred Iron Armors whose fame was gradually fading away, the younger Beiliang cavalry had at most heard of some hot-blooded deeds.
The Fish Drum Battalion.
It was known as the number one death battle under the Xu banner.
The last battle was at the Western Rampart. Wang Fei, dressed in white as snow, beat the Fish Dragon Drum that was as tall as a person in the Fish Drum Battalion. She won the battle for the crown of the Liyang Dynasty in one spurt of energy. Nearly a thousand people from the Fish Drum Battalion fought to the death without retreating. In the end, only sixteen people survived. The rider, Xu Yongguan, lost an eye in that battle. The arrow was pulled out along with it. He fought again until he fainted among the pile of corpses.
In fact, in the old soldier's heart, whether it was the Pillar of Da or the King of Beiliang, they were only titles for outsiders. In his heart, he was still willing to call him General Xu!
Old Xu, who was supported by Xu Xiao, sat back down on the wooden stool. His face was full of tears, but he said with a smile, "I've lived enough in this life. General Xu, may I be so bold as to ask, is that Young Xu …? "
Xu Xiao said softly, "He's my son, Hsu Fengnian."
The old soldier's face was pressed against the walking stick that the Pillar of Da personally took back. He repeatedly muttered, "I've lived enough, I've lived enough …"
The last person in the Fish Drum Battalion, Old Xu Yongguan, slowly closed his eyes.
General Xu, Wang Fei, you have a good son.
I, Old Xu, have to go down and drink with my old brothers. Tell them that the sound of the horses' hooves of the three hundred thousand Beiliang cavalry will only make the enemy more and more terrified. It can't be small, it can't be weak.
Under the Xu banner, the Fish Dragon Drum sounded.
Old Xu Yongguan died peacefully.
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