Chapter 289

In his previous life, Qin mubai was a fanatical donkey friend. He traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers, searching for historic sites and hunting wonders, which was a great hobby of life. Once upon a time, he was also full of vision for the remote desert grassland and rugged plateau Gobi, and organized donkey friends to drive more than once. I have been to Tibet Plateau and Inner Mongolia grassland.

He once thought that it was his wish to leave footprints in the Potala Palace and ask for a string of Lama beads. Now he realized that the desert and Gobi a thousand years ago were the real test. The scenery was what he had dreamed of.

Thousands of miles of Gobi, boundless; long smoke sunset, magnificent mountains and rivers! Thousands of troops are rushing forward. Roll up the yellow sand. Horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse!

Along the way, there was no lack of business travel, camel bells jingling, full of goods and fatigue. The wind and sand carve their faces, like the setting sun of blood, reflecting their figures on the ancient ruins. No matter how skillful a painter is, he can't draw such a perfect picture.

This is the existing scene on the silk road.

Since crossing the Weishui River and leaving Jingzhou, the feeling of desolation and vigor has become more and more obvious. The desert is sparsely populated. More than ten thousand soldiers and horses walking in its arms, also appears so small.

Huoyun Mazu was born in the western regions. When he came to this arid and windy place, he seemed to be more excited when he returned to his hometown. His feet were more vigorous and he ran tirelessly all day.

Qin mubai understood why Li Shimin had worked so hard to set up the central governor's office in Lanzhou, and set up the military stronghold of managing Hetao in the Tang Dynasty and dominating the western regions in the future. Lanzhou is 1400 li away from Chang'an. Along the way, most of them are Gobi desert. Man is short of water, horse is short of material. In the era of cold weapons, the supply of the army is an important factor restricting the combat effectiveness of the army. Otherwise, Huo Qubing would not have become a myth in the history of war.

This trip, Qin Mu white belt to 10000 steps ride, horse popularity rate even more than 100%. However, the average speed of the march was less than 100 li a day. The reason is that the speed of the follow-up supply team is too slow. However, the army could not leave behind more than 10000 people and more than 8000 carts of grain and grass and go on hungry. Hunger is still a small matter, there is no way to kill the horse for meat. But if there is no water in the army, there will be chaos.

After entering the desert for three or five days, Qin mubai no longer felt the romance of the desert. On the contrary, it was a hard March. During the day, it is dry and windy, and the dust is fierce. At night, it is cold and the dripping water can become ice. What's more difficult is the yearning for hometown and family when facing the boundless and dark world at night.

Why should Qiang flute complain about willows? Spring wind does not cross Yumen pass.

A song to do these soldiers in the heart of the taste. To the frontier will be faced with merciless war, pitiful indefinite riverside bone, just like a dream of spring. How many people are worried about these 10000 soldiers? Like Qin mubai, they can only bury them in their hearts, straighten up their backs, take up their swords and guns, go to the battlefield of blood and fire, and write their own chapters.

The endless wind of frontier fortress has witnessed the joys and sorrows of many hot-blooded men. Here, the only thing they can enjoy is the unique romance here!

After 17 days' March, Qin mubai lost a lap and became black. The gorgeous robes and armor have been baptized by the rampant yellow sand and the dry and cold west wind, and become half old.

But. People are more energetic. War horse, spear, old tall tower in the setting sun, elongated figure together. Qin Shubao, riding on his horse, went out to meet the rolling flag.

It is rare for a father to welcome his son in ancient times.

All the officers and men of the three armed forces dismounted. Qin mubai strode forward, knelt down and said in a loud voice: "last general Qin mubai, meet the general!"

Ten thousand people Zeno -- "meet the general"!

A neat sound of armor shook the clouds.

"Get up!"

Qin Shubao grabbed his son's wrist and patted his shoulder armor again.

Qin mubai then got up and laughed at his father: "father is handsome, I'm coming!"

"Good!"

Qin Shubao fixed his eyes on Qin mubai, then looked at the ten thousand tiger and wolf master behind him, and burst out laughing: "from then on, Lanzhou is home! All soldiers, follow me to the city

"No -"

there is no politeness, no greetings. Qin Shubao grabbed Qin mubai's wrist and burst out laughing. Take a big step forward.

With his robe and grey beard flying together, he, a man destined to belong to the battlefield, finally has a son to fight with. At this time the heart of the happy, from his old and unrestrained laughter, at a glance.

Officers and men of the three services reorganized the formation. Enter the city in turn.

The frontier fortress is different from the inner prefectures and counties. Before that, Xue wanche and his brothers had arrived with ten thousand troops. Qin Shubao transferred one of his troops to Shancheng, a key place facing dafichuan, and on the other hand, to Liangzhou, an important military place. Each of the three military towns has its own horn. The formation of an unbreakable iron triangle, the Tang Dynasty Hetao territory town garrison solid!

After entering the city, more than ten thousand soldiers and horses took Zhechong Prefecture as a unit and stationed in various military units in the city. In Lanzhou, there are many wars. It's common for local people, but it's like rain on their heads. Still having fun. But when Wang Shikai arrived, it was like a festival.At this time, the people in the city spontaneously organized several comfort troops to welcome the new soldiers. Carry tea, water, materials, chickens and ducks to reward soldiers. Hot tea and soup. For the soldiers who have been marching for more than half a month, it's a timely help!

The frontier fortress is a place where the army and the people live up to its name.

After Qin mubai entered the city, he was "arrested" by his father and went to the West Tower. The father and the son had neither the cold nor the gossips. Qin Shubao held the sword in one hand and pointed to the boundless land of yellow sand in the front with the other hand. He said: "Sanlang. Look

"The child sees only a vast expanse." Qin mubai replied.

Qin Shubao burst out laughing: "wrong!"

"What did the father see?" Qin mubai couldn't help asking curiously.

"Great rivers and mountains!" Qin Shubao's eyes were fixed on the distance, and his gray beard was blown high. The look on his face was worthy of the word "affectionate".

After a long time, he said in his unique vigorous and powerful voice, "that's our warrior. The land of galloping

Qin mubai suddenly trembled.

Father's words seem to have magic.

Unexpectedly so easy, let his blood boil!

"After all, my blood is the same as my father's! We belong to the same river. This is a battlefield

Qin Shubao has always been stingy with words, not to mention a talented poet. But his every word is like the blood of the God of war, full of passion and heroism!

Lanzhou is like a pearl on the Wanli Gobi silk road. Standing alone and proud. The army and the folk customs of Lanzhou are just like Qin Shubao's feelings and personality. Simple, vigorous, powerful, domineering!

Less than an hour after he came here, Qin mubai fell in love with it. Although there is no wealth and prosperity of Chang'an, there is no delicacy and elegance of Xiangyang. But he felt that this place always gave him a kind of inexplicable intimacy, and it could also stimulate the blood and passion hidden in his heart.

As if. I was born here!

In the evening, Qin Shubao held a banquet for the new soldiers in the city.

The big iron bowl is used to cook mutton; the rough earthen porcelain bowl is used to cook amber wine. The crowd raised their shoulders to drink. Drink "dry"!

Then I only heard a gurgling sound, all the people turned the bottom of the bowl to the sky, and then burst out laughing!

It's not polite to cut meat with a silver knife, and sit on the ground to enjoy the Hu Xuan dance of local people. Colorful hair petals and simple songs fly together, accompanied by the sky horn and rumbling drum.

This is the frontier fortress!

In Yuwen Hongtai's words, "this place is so damn enjoyable! Meat is to eat large pieces; wine is to drink large bowls! I'm in the fight. Guangbangzi cuts people down with a knife. They are all broken and drenched with blood. When they come back, they will continue to eat large pieces of meat and a big bowl of wine! "

Qin Mu felt that his literary talent was not as good as Yuwen Hongtai. His words are the best portrayal of the present style. There is nothing more appropriate.

When the wine was half drunk, many soldiers got up and danced with the people. Han dance or Hu dance, interwoven together, is not a landscape.

This is more charming than the graceful dance performed by those prostitutes in the palace.

When the meat is dry and the wine is dry, the banquet seems to be over.

At this time, I do not know who played the flute. Melodious flute sound in the quiet night sky, light came, far away, like heaven fairy sound.

The tune is nameless. But there is a sense of sadness and desolation. It aroused the homesickness of many soldiers, and the stimulating effect of wine made many hot-blooded men who would rather shed blood than cry secretly wipe their tears.

"They don't understand our romance!" Qin mubai smiles. He enjoyed it. Get along with people like this day and night. Happy and romantic!

"Father Shuai, do you have a Pipa?" Qin mubai asked.

"Yes!" Qin Shubao a smile, "Lanzhou, wilt can not Pipa?"

A moment later, a song "the overlord removes his armor" is sonorous and melodious.

The army and people of Lanzhou, who are already intoxicated, have been quiet for nine days after hearing the pipa!

Qin mubai felt that this was the most brilliant, devoted and emotional time he had ever played for two generations!

In front of my eyes, it seems that thousands of troops have come to dream. The night wind is blowing, the sand is rolling, the soldiers are colliding, and the blood and passion are flying together. After the uproar is settled, the romantic feelings of the iron man are sent to his hometown thousands of miles away by the night wind to share his thoughts with his relatives.

"Good wind, good song, good Pipa!" It's just a song. Someone praised it loudly.

Qin mubai was about to get drunk. He laughed and said: "good Lanzhou, good man, great rivers and mountains!"

Qin Shubao stroked his grey beard, nodded his head with a smile, and waved his hand: "smelly boy, he is still the one who drinks like this. Come on, carry him away! Let's go on! Good wine and meat are all here. Today, anyone who is not drunk is not allowed to drink and meat for half a month. This is a military order! "

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