For a Prosperous World

During this time, the streets in the city seemed a lot dull. It was just after the New Year, and the transition from lively to deserted was so fast that people were uncomfortable.

There are even fewer children running around on the street. There are no men at home, and the children have to do some work.

But when these children asked, when the father came back, the family members did not know how to answer them.

The battle is getting more and more urgent, and no one knows when they will return.

At the beginning, the people just knew they were going to fight. Everything else was a secret military report, and they didn't know much.

In the recent period, with the official start of the war, the wind of war has begun to spread everywhere. Talks about these are often heard on the streets.

The Luzhou Army came under pressure and went down the two cities. These news made them worry. As soon as they came to Beihai, some people were worried.

"Give me some money." An old beggar covered in dirt was sitting on the ground, holding a broken bowl, and speaking to the people passing by in the street with a dry voice.

The appearance of the batch of heads made people walk around him unconsciously. One of his legs was too thin, like a dead bone stuck to a layer of skin. It seemed that he could not walk.

"Give me some money." No one responded to him, and no one threw money into the bowl. No one's life is better now, no one has the heart to give money to others.

The old beggar seemed to understand this too, sighed, put down the bowl, leaned in the corner, and closed his eyes.

He fled from the junction of Qingzhou and Luzhou. It was about to fight. Everyone knew that there were more and more soldiers and horses in the city.

Unfortunately, on the way he fled, he was stopped and robbed. An old guy was robbed of everything from his body and had a broken leg. Being able to live to the North Sea was considered to have made him live a little longer.

It seems that the time has come, and he may not live long, because of hunger and cold.

"Ah, this world." The old beggar leaned on the corner of the street, talking to himself, and the hot air from his mouth condensed into a white mist in the air.

He doesn't want to leave anymore, he can't live if he can't live, he is tired enough to live to this day.

It's not bad to die.

"Dang."

It was the sound of a copper plate falling in a broken bowl.

The old beggar opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a handsome little girl crouching in front of him, but he was holding a sword in his hand, dressed as a man, but the clothes were not like the children of a rich man. Be a boy.

At this moment she was putting a copper coin into his bowl.

"I only have one." Ling Qi said looking at the old beggar.

She looked at the person in front of her, remembering when she met the master.

"Oh." The old beggar looked at the copper coins in the bowl with an unclear meaning in his eyes, and said after a while.

"Little girl, take this money back, the old man will not use it."

He was out of use, he was ready to find a place to die.

"The master said that what was given cannot be retrieved."

The little girl holding the sword shook her head and was about to leave.

The old beggar stupidly, he has never seen such a more real girl.

"Little girl." Come back to him, he reached out and stopped the girl.

Lingqi looked suspiciously at the old beggar.

The old beggar put down his hand and sighed again. People who are old may just like to sigh.

This little girl is a good person.

"Little girl, the old beggar escaped all the way, listening to something along the way."

The beggar hesitated for a moment. He didn't know if his words would be believed or not, but he continued to say.

"Luzhou Luzhou, Xuzhou Tao Qian is preparing to attack Qingzhou together. I am afraid Qingzhou can't stop it. It's a matter of time before you hit Beihai. You should have your family take you away from this place earlier.

After that, the old beggar lay back in the corner, a copper coin in the bowl, he did not move, he was waiting to die.

Lingqi stood there idly, not because of things in Luzhou and Xuzhou, but because she heard a name.

Lu Bu.

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"Dang." The sword tip hit the ground and made a soft noise.

Cao Yong panted with a long sword almost as tall as his hand.

Lingqi was sitting not far from him. He wanted to practice swords. Of the people he knew, swordplay was the only thing he could teach him at this time. So he often comes to her these days.

Although Lingqi only taught Cao Yu some basic sword skills, she was also very serious, but today she was a little absent-minded.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Cao Yong wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't breathe, and he asked intermittently.

But he can see what Ling Qi is thinking today.

Lingqi looked at him with a sullen expression, and suddenly asked somehow.

"I heard that the general in Luzhou is a man named Lu Bu?"

In her memory, Dad led the soldiers away, and the mother stayed at home with her, waiting until a group of people who didn't know, rushing into her home with a sword was hacking.

The mother took her away and sent her out of the city. The people behind him kept chasing. Mother let her run all the time, don't come back, don't tell anyone her name. She kept running and never looked back.

She always thought that father and mother were dead.

"?" Cao Yong didn't know what Ling Qi asked about this, but thought about it and nodded.

"Sure, I heard my father mention it."

"Um." Lingqi sat there, as if a little overwhelmed, and didn't move at all, she just gently held her hand on the sword.

"Lu, may Lu Bu not come to Qingzhou?"

Cao Yu took a moment, then pursed his lips, raised the sword in his hand, and asked.

"What do you say?"

Speaking, he took a deep breath and continued to practice.

Luzhou's soldiers and horses have already invaded Qingzhou. How can it not come?

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On the city walls, the soldiers sat around each other ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and drank the dry food in their hands. It was getting late, and no one spoke, except for the occasional greetings.

A young man walked from the middle of the crowd to the wall of the city, pressing his hand gently on the sword around his waist, looking at the distance outside the city.

In the distance, he could vaguely see a camp and a camp account.

More than a month after the march, when they arrived here, the Luzhou Army had already captured the two cities. Now, due to their arrival, the Luzhou Army temporarily stopped the offensive.

They seem to be waiting, and the teenager knows what they are waiting for.

"Ka." A man with a bucket hat came to the teenager.

The torches on the head of the city keep the wind from blowing so cold ...

Gu Nan looked at Cao Ang and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Cao Ang looked at the distant barricades, looked back, and looked at the countless soldiers and horses in the city.

He didn't dare to imagine what it would be like for so many people to fight together.

"Mr. Gu, what were you thinking about when you went out?"

Flesh and blood flew, ordinary people would be so scared that they couldn't move.

Cao Ang suddenly admired the people in front of him. He just thought about the appearance and had resigned himself. How did Mr. Gu, a woman, fight to this day?

Gu Nan glanced at Cao Ang, and grinned, this boy, after all, was the first war, it is inevitable.

No matter, give him some experience of his predecessors.

She reached out and pointed at the distant camp.

"When fighting, it's a little better to make everyone want to make mandarin amaranth."

Manjing amaranth ...

Cao Ang wondered how to answer.

Half a ring, and a bitter smile again, how easy was Mr. Gu Nan's words?

If you have not been used to life and death and flesh and blood, who can treat the people who kill each other as the vinegar.