Chapter 1 Wedge

In the 27th year of Jinyuan of the Dayun Dynasty, the border town of Wanping was in chaos, and people rushed to the gate. Not far away, the Beijin army's soap and iron armor, like dark clouds approaching in the sky, marched towards Wanping.

Zhen Mingyuan, the general of Zhennan, stood solemnly on the tower, with a long gun shining like snow in his hand, reflecting his old face and gorgeous hair on his temples.

Being him were the well-dressed Jinyuan soldiers, all of whom looked resolute and calmly looking at the Beijin soldiers who were dozens of times larger than themselves to move forward slowly, but secretly clenched the weapons in their hands.

"Purple wine!" A deputy general beside Shen Mingyuan said loudly and saw a row of women dressed in blue short beatings coming out with wine jars, all tied with armor. The headpiece combed the woman's hair and tied a long knife around his waist. At the age of 356, his face was fair and beautiful. He went straight to Shen Mingyuan and personally drank wine for him.

Shen Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, smiled, pinched the woman's hand, took the wine bowl, raised his voice and said, "The enemy soldiers are outnumbered. Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!" The soldier's response resounded through the sky.

"Today's war is bound to fight to the last person, the last drop of blood, do you want to?"

"Wish!"

"Good!" Shen Mingyuan laughed, raised his neck and drank the wine in the bowl, and threw the bowl to the ground fiercely. "Huangquan Luchang, our brother will drink happily at that time!"

"Huangquan Road, life and death!" The soldiers said in unison, drinking the wine in the dry bowl and smashing the bowls. The sound was very crisp and lively, like a triumphal cannon played in advance.

On the mountain road dozens of miles outside Wanping City, two carriages galloped one after another, and there was a faint cry in front of them. They were stopped by a woman's voice several times before they recovered.

"Sister, Coral is young, why do you have to attack her?" A woman in purple in the car pulled another girl curled up in the corner and was still sobbing, but 11 or 12 years old, into her arms. The girl cried so much that she looked at the poor and cute face and asked the woman in purple timidly, "Second sister, will we never see our father and mother again?"

As soon as she said this, the woman in purple's eyes turned red, and a slightly older girl in a yellow shirt who had just stopped talking also stiffened. Then she slowly raised her head and said to the two, "What did Dad say when she left?"

"Dad said that our ancestral home will be our home in the future." Before the woman in purple fell, tears had rolled down, and the coral cried bitterly. Seeing this, the yellow-shirted girl couldn't say what she wanted to say, but just held her sisters' hands. "Don't worry, one day I will be the same as my parents..."

It turned out that these three were the daughters of Shen Mingyuan. The yellow-shirted girl was the eldest, and her maiden name was Xuanji; the purple girl was called Yingluo, and both of them were the legitimate daughters of Mrs. Shen Wei. Only the young girl Coral is the concubine born by Aunt Ding, who died early.

When Beijin came to commit the crime, Shen Mingyuan sent people to ask for help from the capital, while rectifying the army for defense, and the food and grass in the city were enough to resist the reinforcements. Unexpectedly, ten days and half a month have passed, and the reinforcements have disappeared, but Beijin's troops have been increasing. At this time, they are powerless to return to heaven, and they can only let go.

Shen Mingyuan has long been determined to serve the country. Mrs. Wei wanted to guard the city with her husband, so she entrusted her three daughters and her only legitimate son Yulang to the general and followed the path to Qiongjiang, the capital city, where Mrs. Wei's mother's home is Anguogongfu.

The three sisters were crying each other. Suddenly, they heard a whistle from afar, and they couldn't help but ring the alarm in their hearts. Shen Xuanji ignored his scruples, pulled the curtain hanging on the window and poked his head out, "Brother Fang! Is someone chasing you?"

The man called Brother Fang rode alone on a jujube red horse. At this time, he had already pulled the horse back. He saw smoke and dust rolling in the distance. It was faintly visible that a horse team was chasing him, but it was not like the soldiers of Beijin. Most of them were horse bandits in the mountain who came to take advantage of the fire.

He frowned. The mountain road was rugged. If he fought, he would surely hurt the people in the carriage. He made a decision, turned the handle of the gun in his hand, hit the horse's buttocks hard, and continued to fly forward after breaking himself.

On the narrow mountain road, two carriages stumbled and ran, and one of them would fall down the cliff in the air. The people in the car were so pale with fear and cling to what they could grasp at hand. At this moment, there was a trace of crying.

When the bandits saw the carriage running desperately, they couldn't help but feel more excited. They waved their whips and galloped forward to chase after them, and the whistle was louder. Shen Xuanji sat in the car anxiously, "It's broken! How can Yulang not cry when it's so noisy? Is it..."

"No!" Shen Yuluo grabbed her hand and said, "The wet nurse will definitely take good care of Yulang!"

The carriage turned another layer of mountain wall, and the road in front of us was suddenly open. When they reached the road down the mountain, the two drivers also breathed a sigh of breath. Before they could open their mouth, they suddenly saw several dark shadows passing by and forced the two carriages to stop.

The carriage suddenly stopped, and a child's crying sounded at this time, as if a drop of water fell into the oil pan, and everyone around moved.

"Yulang!" Shen Xuanji and Shen Yuluo both got out of the car and ran towards another carriage. In this carriage, there was only a wet nurse holding a three- or four-year-old boy and three maid-dressed girls, all of whom looked pale and cried when they saw them.

"Shut up! Howling!" The leading horse bandit was in his 40s. He was strange and obscene. He stared at the women and a flower bloomed on his impatient face in an instant, "Yo, it's still a few pretty girls!"

Shen Xuanji hugged Yulang, and Shen Yuluo stood in front of her. Although his eyes were angry, his face was calm.

"It's still a hard-boned little girl!" The leader of the bandit took a few steps forward and slightly leaned on Shen Yuluo's cheek with a whip.

"Puff" sound, very light, like someone couldn't help laughing.

The leader of the bandit lowered his head ignorantly, looked at the bright tip of the gun on his chest, and the slowly opening blood color, and looked around a little confused.

fell down very slowly.

The bandits immediately exploded, and suddenly a frightened voice shouted, "It's him!" Fang Chen!"

Fang Chen rode quietly on the horse, the tip of the gun had been pulled out, and blood fell on the sand land drop by drop, stirring up thin smoke and dust, as if there was still temperature.

"Big girl, second girl, take people and stand behind me." His voice was very smooth, as if nothing had happened just now.

Everyone hurriedly got out of the car, and the two drivers came forward with their whips and protected the women behind them. Only then did they see one of them, who looked like a teacher.

Fang Chen and Ma bandits are facing each other.

What are you afraid of? They are a group of old and weak women and children, but only one surnamed Fang can use them. What are we afraid of when we are all side by side? One of the bandits said that after hearing this, although some others had not moved, their eyes were already active. Looking at the woman's body, they couldn't help nodding.

"Don't come here," Fang Chen slowly raised his eyes and stopped for a moment on the face of every bandit from left to right. "I will die."

"I don't believe in this evil!" The man who spoke just now rode out and shouted, "Brothers! Fat sheep are not slaughtered..."

Before he finished speaking, his body had slanted out of the horse, hit the mountain wall fiercely, and fell down with a "bang".

No one saw how Fang Chen took action, but the expression on his face was a little distressed, as if thinking about why people were so persistent and disobedent?

"Brothers!" At this time, the horse bandits were in chaos and almost had internal strife. Some people wanted to run for their lives, and some people insisted on breaking the net.

Fang Chen also hesitated at this time. Although he still stood there like a patron saint, he could clearly feel that his scalp had oozed slightly.

He pretended to turn around easily and came to Shen Xuanji, "It's okay. Let's take everyone to the car!"

Shen Xuanji saw through his mind and shook his head, "Brother Fang, our sisters can't let you take risks alone."

Fang Chen couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to lower his voice and say, "Big girl, when is it? If the general has something to say, be sure to protect the young master!"

"Good!" Shen Xuanji handed Yulang over to the wet nurse, let her get into the carriage on which their sisters were riding, and whispered to the person who looked like a teacher. Then he took Shen Yuluo to Fang Chen's horse. "Let Mr. Yun and the wet nurse take Yulang and Coral. We are here."

Fang Chen looked helplessly at the face and expression of the sister Xiao Si's wife, and knew that persuading was useless. He turned back to Ma Bandit and said coldly, "Why don't you get out of here?"

There are smart people in the horse bandits who know that Fang Chen is in a weak position at this time. As long as his side does not mess up, the other party's wealth is soft and beautiful as flowers, which are all in his own pocket, so he does not answer, but just quietly confronts each other.

Time passed slowly and desperately. Shen Coral climbed to the window of the car and sobbed from time to time, which was the only * sound.

A rumble of thunder suddenly sounded in the distant sky, and then there was a burst of smoke. Shen Xuanji and Shen Yingluo looked back, but they couldn't see clearly.

"Sister, what is that black one?" Shen Xuanji shook his head, and the horse bandit also stretched his neck, but he had no clue.

"Oh!" Fang Chen's eyes lit up, and the expression on his face finally relaxed, "Don't look, that's the word 'Wei'."

wei？ Shen Xuanji heard this and looked at Shen Yuluo, and both of them looked happy. Does this mean that his father and mother, as well as the soldiers and people in Wanping, were saved?

"Wei?" Wei?" Wei Jiajun?!" Only then did the horse bandits feel scared. Only then did they know that the original fear of recognizing Fang Chen was not half as much as that at this moment.

"The Wei family army is coming! Run! Still standing stupidly! Don't you want to live?!" As quickly as when they came, the horse bandits were still lying on the ground regardless of the two bodies of their companions, running wildly, panicking like bereaved dogs, and swinging a choking smoke and dust.

Shen Xuanji covered his mouth and nose and coughed a few times. Seeing that Fang Chen had no intention of chasing him, he said to him, "Brother Fang, go with us to see your uncle immediately."

The Duke of Anguo was a noble father, which lasted for more than 100 years. Eight years ago, the old prince Weicheng passed away. Mrs. Shen once took her husband and daughter home to mourn. At that time, only Shen Xuanji was already seven years old, and Yingluo and Coral were still ignorant.

The old prince married his wife Ye Taijun and had four children. His daughter Wei Yin was the oldest. In her early years, she entered the palace as a concubine. Although she died young, she was extremely sad and honored and was buried as a noble concubine. Mrs. Shen's daughter was Wei Li, the youngest. Today, the Duke of An is Wei Han, the second master, and the eldest master is the leader of the "Wei Army" and the mighty general Wei Ye.

Fang Chen nodded. As Shen Xuanji came to the front of the "Wei Army" army, he saw a middle-aged man with a tall and strong body, dark skin and a tiger beard riding on a black horse. He was very majestic. He thought it was Wei Ye.

"Auncle!" Shen Xuanji's knees softened and knelt down in front of the horse, "Please save my parents!"

Wei Ye bent down and helped Shen Xuanji up. He has always been meticulous, but counting the time. He also knows that the general trend of Jinyuan's army has gone. His young sister-in-law must be more or less auspicious, and his chest is also full of sadness. He rarely slowed down his breath and said gently to Shen Xuanji, "Good boy, don't worry, follow your elder sister. Sister, go home first.

Shen Xuanji listened to the words, and most of his heart was already gray. He just suppressed himself to make a little sad voice. He nodded and then turned his head to see that Yulang was young and the coral was ignorant. Only Yingluo understood this sentence, bit his lips and couldn't help crying.

When Wei Ye saw her like this, he was even more sad. He cleared his throat and shouted loudly, "Jier!"

In the middle of the queue, a woman came out and saw that she was only 17 or 18 years old. She was dressed in rotten silver armor, the heart mirror was white and bright, and she was wearing a red cloak outside. Her black hair was tied high, her complexion was slightly dark, and her eyes were shining, and she looked very energetic. She rode straight on a peach blossom horse on her waist and back. She turned out to be a female general who did not let her eyebrows.

Weifu is a military meritorious family, and many of her children have troops. The Shen sisters are used to competing with their father at home, and they are not surprised, but when they see her heroic and valiant, they inevitably think of their parents' lives.

"I will lead the troops to Wanping for my father. You escort your sisters back to Qiongjiang first. Be careful about everything along the way. There must be no mistakes." Wei Jia should be, and Shen's sister and brother got into the car again.

At present, the soldiers were divided into two roads. Wei Ye clamped his horse's abdomen fiercely, and the brigade of soldiers marched towards Wanping.

It's just that the closer he is to Wanping, the heavier his heart becomes.

Jin Wuxi fell, and the afterglow seemed to be more red than usual. I don't know if it was stained by the blood of the soldiers. The northern gold enemy soldiers saw the big "wei" on the red flag from afar, and they were also like horse bandits in the mountains, leaving a city in a mess and fleeing for their lives.

Wei Ye trekked alone in the sea of blood corpses, with similar postures and similar expressions. There were so many people without his little sister.

A Li, where are you?