Half of the wind in the eighteen states of Linyang blew through the Jianghu Road where he tied his hair and held his sword, and half carried the wolf smoke at the border and dyed his armor through the cold.
Born as a general, Yue Jinghe has been exposed to his father and brother's military strategy since he was a child.
But he was tired of fighting in the court, and he longed for freedom in the world. He set his ideal and carried a long sword, and wanted to travel across the mountains and rivers, and become a dashing swordsman who was happy with revenge.
Unexpectedly, a war broke out at the border, and the Eighteenth Huns united their horses to march on the Great Wall, approaching Chang'an. His family and country were in danger, which disrupted all his thoughts.
As a young man, Yue Jinghe went to the battlefield with his father and brother on horseback, carrying the weight of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. He led his cavalry to break through the enemy's formation and behead them. When the news of Yue's army's success reached the Mingtang, what he received in exchange was not a reward, but a slander of collaborating with the enemy and treason.
The silver armor is stained with blood, and the long sword is covered with dust. The young general stands at the foot of the city tower. Behind him is the court who wants to incriminate him, and in front of him are the enemy troops eyeing him.
At the last moment of dusk, the old Jinshi said to Yue Jinghe: "You, you, how many sons of aristocratic families are lying on my drunken mountain like you? One day, the enemy army will invade the eighteen states of Linyang with the force of a prairie fire. The world is in turmoil, the court is watching from the other side, and the people are in dire straits. Your Highness, what should you do?"
Yue Jinghe stood up, pointed at Yuhui, and said in a clear voice, "Then, draw your sword!"
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"He is the bravest eagle in Linyang. He is dressed in golden armor, holding a red tassel spear and riding a white horse galloping in the yellow sand of the desert. His red hairband flutters in the wind, like a god. I seem to understand what my father meant when he said that when you love someone, you compare him to Loulan."
"He is my Loulan."
First he is a dashing and wanton swordsman, then he is attacked by a young general.
Reading guide:
1. A work that breaks out of the comfort zone and is written for fun.
2. Not a plot, not a plot, just an ordinary ancient story, he.
3. It's a little late for Shou to officially appear.
4. There are many private facilities (a basket of gestures jpg.
Purpose: I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and wine.
Reader comments
Hehehehehehehehehehehe What a short story.
Although it's a bit sloppy, it's still so sweet. I love it!
Obviously the writing is great... I feel like the short story is still not interesting enough. It will be great when there will be a long story!
Speaking of which, this kind of character that gives up decisively when you feel you can't get it is very suitable to me.
Hehehehehehehehehehehe What a short story. Although it's a bit sloppy, it's still so sweet. I love it! Obviously the writing is great... I feel like the short story is still not interesting enough. It will be great when there will be a long story! Speaking of which, this kind of character that gives up decisively when you feel you can't get it is very suitable to me.