Chapter 745

His expression was impassive and his tone was unquestionable, as he had never changed the day he caught her.

Miss Jun bit the meat into her mouth and looked at him.

Unlike soup, meat must be chewed.

She bit it slowly with her teeth.

Lu yunqi let go of his hand at her mouth and gently stroked her head.

Miss Jun swallowed the meat.

"You're wrong." She said, "it's not weapons that hurt people, it's people."

Lu yunqi looked at her, but miss Jun wasn't looking at him. She turned away and was indifferent.

Lu yunqi turned and continued to slowly cut mutton. The room was quiet, and occasionally hot oil dripping on the charcoal fire made a Zila sound.

Amid the dense sound of firecrackers, the new year is coming.

The capital is brightly lit, like a fairyland on earth. The emperor and Empress Dowager also sit in the imperial palace. They watch the concubines and children in the palace laugh for fun. The people, rich or poor, also sit happily with their families. The whole world is prosperous and lively.

Even the Junzi pass in the remote Hejian Prefecture was surrounded by intermittent firecrackers. The lights of towns and villages in the distance were like stars, which added a little warmth to the winter night.

But soon the wind was strong and the snow was flying all over the sky. Even if you hide in the house, you don't seem to feel any heat.

Nevertheless, there were seven or eight people in the earthen house under the fort. Among the soldiers in old military robes, there was a fat middle-aged man wrapped in a big leather jacket.

Although he was the thickest dressed in the room, he almost put his hands and feet into the brazier. It seemed that only the burning pain made him feel warm.

"Why is it so cold here?" He said that his voice trembled, so that the original unfamiliar northern accent could no longer hide the thick Southern accent.

Several soldiers laughed.

"It's been so cold." One of them said and handed him a wine pot. "I say you rich master, haven't suffered this crime?"

The middle-aged man shook his head again and again, took the wine from the soldiers and drank it. Suddenly, he choked and coughed, and his nose and tears flowed.

This embarrassment made the soldiers in the room laugh again, but we still express him a bowl of hot tea.

"Don't think we're fooling you. We have to drink this wine here." In silence, a middle-aged soldier said, "on a winter night, I'm on the road or on guard. Without this wine, I can't open my eyes any more if I fall down and close my eyes a little."

The middle-aged man is excited and admired by God.

"Dong Jiachang's soldiers are really hard." He said, "I really admire Mr. Fu. He hasn't been here before. I don't know. It's hard enough to walk around Beidi this time, even if there is no war."

He said, lifting the jug that had just been handed over.

"Come on, let me propose a toast to you."

Then he looked up and took a big sip.

Although this time was not as embarrassed as the last time, it also instantly turned red and tears swirled in my eyes.

A rich and spoiled businessman can be so polite to them that the soldiers in the army can't hide their happiness and thank them, raising the wine pot in their hands.

The warm atmosphere in the room dispelled the cold.

But Dong Jiachang didn't drink, and looked at the man with a somewhat gloomy look.

"I don't know why the manager is willing to leave you here for the night." He said, "according to our traditional rules, you are not allowed to step into this level even if you are frozen to death on the road."

It's really impolite, but the businessman has a good temper and is not ashamed.

"Yes, we know it's against the rules." He said sincerely, "it's all because we're not familiar with the place, walking around and delaying the road. If it wasn't for the team leader and the head armour, you love the people like a son, we wouldn't be able to live."

Dong Jiachang raised his hand to stop.

"Hey, needless to say, I don't dare to be a lover of the people." He said, "I only love people who obey the rules."

He looked at the businessman.

"I have arranged where you live. From now on, you are not allowed to step out. Once you or your entourage are found walking around, we will kill you on the spot without asking any reason."

The businessman nodded again and again.

"Know, know." He said sincerely, "don't worry, we don't dare to walk around. It will be miserable if the wind blows to the golden man."

Some soldiers grinned, but they were busy closing the door.

"Don't worry, as long as our castle door doesn't open, no one can come to the golden man world even in the strong wind. Similarly, the golden man can't cross over." Dong Jiachang said and waved to the businessman, "well, it's getting late. We don't have much fun here. Master Fu, let's have a rest early."

The businessman repeatedly said that he bowed to the soldiers in the room.

"Happy new year, everyone." He said.

The soldiers smiled back and watched the businessman go out accompanied by a soldier.

Not so much escort, but also custody. I watched him go out.

"This businessman is really. What's the use of making so much money? It's the Chinese New Year." The soldiers laughed and talked.

Dong Jiachang took a sip of wine.

"So the Duke of the state said that the businessman could not be underestimated. It was also very cruel." He said.

When it comes to the Duke of the Kingdom, all the soldiers present look dejected for a moment.

Dong Jiachang stood up.

"Be alert at night. We don't distinguish between the new year and the new year." He said, "the duke said that as long as we soldiers live, we will celebrate the new year every day."

The soldiers all stood up and answered in unison.

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The night was getting thicker and thicker, the snow stopped, but the strong wind remained, making the sound of firecrackers in the distance drifting.

The footsteps of soldiers became almost inaudible, and only the intersection of torches allowed everyone to see each other.

"Have a good sleep."

The soldiers who took over said to the soldiers who finished the inspection.

This is the simplest and most precious blessing.

The two sides meet and immediately separate. A team of torches want to go to the barracks in the castle, and a team goes up along the castle city, watching the dark field with vigilance in the strong wind.

This is their boring life repeated day after day, but even in the sleepiest time of the night, when the wind almost blows off their eyelids, they always keep their eyes open.

The steps passed on the gate, and the people standing under it seemed to feel the falling sand.

This is a soldier with a lantern. When others went up the wall, he stayed to check the gate.

In fact, you don't have to look at it. The door is thick and full of three door bolts. Even if you use two logs outside, you can't open it.

But isn't the sand at the gate firm?

The soldiers subconsciously looked up. As soon as they looked up, they heard a pop in their ears.

This is the sound of an arrow piercing into the body.

There was still a sound of breaking the air before the arrow stabbed into the body, but the wind was too strong tonight and the sound of breaking the air was not heard.

The soldier flashed this last thought, and the man fell straight down. The lamp fell to the ground and broke. A feather arrow in his neck burst into a flower of blood under the light of the lamp oil, and immediately annihilated.

The torches inserted in the door opening were also knocked down, and seven or eight figures rushed from the night inside. The torches were covered with cloth, and the residual light shone on one of them, a chubby middle-aged man wrapped in a leather jacket.

His face was a little uneasy, but his eyebrows were finally a little fierce. He raised his feet and stepped on the torch, and the city gate hole fell into darkness.

The creaking sound loomed in the night wind, followed by the sound of fine footsteps. The dark night seemed like a giant worm crawling.

The torch came down from the wall.

"Slow." At the moment when he was about to walk down the city wall, the leading soldier suddenly stopped and looked at the dark city gate, "how did the light of the city gate go out?"

"Blown out by the wind?" Someone said.

This is often the case.

The first soldier waved his head and pulled out his waist knife with one hand.

Although the other soldiers felt some unnecessary, they followed him immediately.

"San Jin?" The first soldier shouted, "three gold?"

No one responded, quiet and palpitating.

The first soldier stopped and suddenly raised his hand and threw the torch forward.

There was a strange cry in the night. With the light of the torch, the soldiers saw a man jumping on the ground not far away.

The torch was hitting him on the head. There was no helmet. The thick hair was instantly lit and shone on his twisted and frightening face.

The face of the first soldier was also distorted instantaneously.

"Gold..." He opened his mouth and shouted.

But a feather arrow had been inserted into his forehead and led him straight down. There was a buzzing sound around, and countless feather arrows penetrated the wind like rain.

The scream was instantly drowned by the wind, and the falling torch lit the people. The whole city gate became bright, and the people in front of it were also illuminated.

They held bows and crossbows in their hands, carried long knives on their backs, and hung short axes at their waist. Their faces were pale and their eyes were ferocious, like wild animals looking forward down the mountain.

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At the same time, the new year also came, and the dense sound of firecrackers sounded on the earth. In the deafening sound of firecrackers, the villagers on the night watch in the distant village seemed to hear the sharp horn, which tore the night sky sadly and hurriedly.

They subconsciously looked this way and saw that a fire seemed to be burning in the sky, burning half of the night sky red.

Flames were everywhere and smoke billowed.

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Across the Hutuo River, a spark lit up on the ground in the north. Even if it was ignited like a wasteland, it spread slowly, and the whole earth lit up.

Standing high in the car, the whole Hutuo River Basin is full of people and horses ready to go.

"It's time."

The gale lifted his hood to reveal a man's face. It was Yu Chi Hai who once appeared in the capital. At this time, there was no humility and humbleness on his face, only arrogance and fanaticism.

"Boys and girls, the prosperous place of Zhou people has opened the door to welcome us."

He raised his hand and pointed south.

"Go."

Ten thousand horses roared and landed like thunder. The glacier broke and hit like a cloud.

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(I wish you a merry Christmas and a heavy fog)