Chapter 1: Border juvenile

　　 "Hoo~~~".
　　 The north wind rolls the first hundred grasses, and Hu Tian snows in August.
　　 Suddenly like a night spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.
　　 scattered into the bead curtain to wet the curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade is thin.
　　 The general's horns and bows were uncontrollable, and his iron guards were cold.
　　 The vast sea ran out of ice, and the sorrow was bleak.
　　 The Chinese army bought wine and returned to the guests, Huqin, Pipa and Qiangdi.
　　 Mu Xue went down to the gate one after another, and the red flag did not turn over in the wind.
　　Luntai east gate to send you to the mountain road with snow.
　　 You can't see you when you turn around the peak, and you stay where you are in the snow.
　　 I don’t understand the darkness of night during the day, just like people don’t understand the cold of the ancients.
　　 A gust of violent wind rolled up, blowing the lonely grassland, no one was visible, only the gust of wind roared through the world.
　　The north wind is blowing the dead grass, a four or five-year-old boy wearing a thick fox fur hat, looking at the endless grassland from afar, his palms slowly stretched out from his sleeves, he breathed, and his breath instantly condensed into ice water.
　　 "The ancients did not see today's moon, today the moon shines on the ancients."
The voice of the child was instantly annihilated in the whistling north wind. With his hands in his sleeves, Zhang Bairen tightened the coat in front of him. He was dressed in a shabby cotton coat, and his face was red with cold. In the north wind, Zhang Bairen's eyes were filled with melancholy.
　　The fingers are in the sleeves and count: "How many years? Four years? Who can tell me where this is?."
　　 Zhang Bairen’s eyes are filled with purity, like that pure stream, like snow on the grassland that has not yet completely melted.
　　 Zhang Bairen sniffed his nose, looked towards the west with a pair of eyes, and frowned: "It's so bloody, those Turkic people have violated the border again."
Every winter, the Turkic people will invade the border, looting the border, burning, killing and looting, and do nothing. Even the people on the border are made by the Turkic people to make adult meat and bacon for the winter. They were not born in this era and would never think of this era. Cruel, everyone is doing everything in order to survive.
　　I have been here for three years. According to Zhang Bairen's inference, I should be in Hebei, probably the generation of Beijing, Jilin, and Heilongjiang in the 21st century of New China.
　　 Yes, according to the algorithm of the 21st century, Zhang Bairen's eyes twitched and his shirt tightened.
　　Hebei, this is the only news that Zhang Bairen knows. For farmers who live on grazing or farming on the border, knowing Hebei is already quite difficult.
　　 "Da Sui!" Zhang Bairen took a deep breath. During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, there was Hebei Road. This was the only thought Zhang Bairen had after hearing the three words Hebei.
　　 For a naive, who is surrounded by illiterate men who have never gone out before, it is as difficult for Zhang Bairen to know other news.
　　 shrank his sleeves, Zhang Bairen walked calmly, following the smell of blood.
　　 Ascending a high mountain of more than 20 meters, Zhang Bairen looked into the distance, smoke and dust rolled up, and bloody, the two people kept fighting each other, countless corpses were scattered, and dead souls rose into the sky.
　　Dead soul, it is indeed a dead soul.
"It's a tragic battle. The Turks are in a bitter cold place all year round. They are all barbarians, fierce and fearless people. They fight for their lives all day long. On the contrary, although the court has excellent equipment, it is respected and respected. The reason is not completely at the top, and sometimes even will be suppressed." Zhang Bairen rubbed his hands unhurriedly, his eyes turned towards the battle in the distance, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "Interesting!"
　　 Both sides fight in one place. Sometimes, brute force and fierceness cannot be a bargaining chip to win. The real leverage is courage and sophisticated equipment.
　　 Although the Turkic people are fierce, each of the Sui warriors wore armors and held the swords of a hundred refining in their hands. They were sharp and sharp, facing the warriors of the Sui.
　　 Although the equipment is not comparable to the Great Sui, the Turkic people are in a bitter and cold place all year round, without the prosperous confusion of Middle-earth, and the six desires are blinded. The Turkic masters are not easy generations.
A big banner was flying in the north wind, and a young general in his twenties stood under the banner. No matter how the north wind blew, the young general was standing there like a wax figure wearing a silver armor. A hand was placed on the long knife around his waist, and it seemed to be frozen.
　　 "The blood is rushing into the sky, and it looks like he is also a master" Zhang Bairen breathed a sigh of relief, feeling an itchy nose.
　　 This young white-robed general Zhang Bairen has seen him. To be precise, he has seen him several times from a long distance. He has been ruthless and ruthless. He is so young that he should have been forged.
　　 "huh".
　　 Seeing that the Turks were about to retreat, I saw a skinny man wearing a leather jacket behind the Turks slowly coming from the sky, looking at the battlefield far away.
　　 "It's him again!" Zhang Bairen smiled: "This guy is just a dog skin plaster. He looks very old and is about to die, but he has a way of comprehension. If he does not reach the age limit, he will never die."
　　 As long as those who are really capable of practicing, they will know their lifespan, just like Zhang Bairen. He feels that he is alive very well. Although he hasn't started practicing yet, Zhang Bairen's body is extremely healthy.
　　 A baby with a naked child, who does not change color when facing a landslide, is the state of pure Yang.
　　 Zhang Bairen clasped his fists, not ordinary people's fists, but practitioners' fists.
　　 A person in spiritual practice has a name called ‘grip.’ Grip is when the five fingers are spread out and the thumb is bent toward the palm. It should just fall on the base of the ring finger, and then the other four fingers are slowly grasped.
　　 If you observe the baby carefully, you will find that when the baby does not understand worldly things, his palms are often held up like this.
Or clenching your fists and sticking them behind your back, with the body shaking slightly up and down, this is called "flowing water does not rot the hinges and not beetles". As for the principle, the biggest effect of this method is to invigorate the kidney. Just three to five minutes.
Returning to the subject, I saw that the staggering old man stopped and looked at the battlefield from a distance. He suddenly fell to his knees with his mouth closed. The sound was as if it were a Hong Zhong drum, even Zhang Bairen could hear it clearly, but if it was fine. After listening, I found that the words were vague and whimpered, and the important words were not heard at all.
　　 "Pretending to be gods and ghosts is just praying for your longevity" Zhang Bairen sneered.
　　 "Om".
　　 The earth trembled slightly, and a small dust rolled up, but it rose up in a few breaths. UU reading www.uukanshu.com flying sand and rocks, the power of heaven and earth was undoubtedly revealed at this time.
　　 The gravel was rolled up, regardless of the enemy and us, the Turks had long been prepared, and each fell to his knees, covering his head with his wide leather jacket.
　　 Turkic people herd cattle, horses, and sheep, the most important thing is fur.
　　 On the contrary, the Sui dynasty's army was caught off guard. They were so blinded by the sand and stone that they lay on the ground.
　　 "Bastard! Have the ability to fight honestly!" The young general suddenly opened his eyes, and the shaking flocks of birds flew up, but the gravel was poured into his mouth, not knowing how much gravel he had eaten.
　　 Zhang Bairen shook his head: "The priest of the grassland, the head of a tribe, how can he fight you close, unless his head is broken."
　　 Zhang Bairen clearly saw that the prairie man retreated without delay. The soldiers of the Sui Dynasty had been confused by the wind and sand, their ears roared with gravel, and they could not pursue them without distinguishing the enemy.
　　 "One trick, eat all over the world" Zhang Bairen shook his head. There is no need to say more about this battle. The winners and losers are divided, and the Turks retreat. If it were not for the sacrifice, the whole army would be wiped out.
　　 "Mage! This is the power of the mage" Zhang Bairen sighed softly.
　　 "Bastard stuff!" Seeing the wind and sand stopped, the teenager opened his eyes, looked viciously at the Turkic man disappearing on the horizon, cursed, and then blew the horn.
All Turkic people’s clothes were stripped clean. Obviously, there is no such thing as a dead person. The soldiers looked at the stripped fur, and their eyes were full of smiles. In the cold winter, fur is not cheap. goods.
　　 "It's like this every time, you can't have a new trick." Zhang Bairen looked at the blazing flames sweeping the battlefield and curled his lips: "Wait! Give me a few more months!."