Way of Choices

The signatures of the two paintings are the same five characters.

General Hanya.

Seeing these five words, Chen Changsheng's first reaction was courage, but after a while, he felt so alone again.

I am a general, and I am so proud of it.

But he is the general of the remote Hanya Racecourse.

And it is a general.

The two feelings of courage and loneliness, which are difficult to combine together, are brought out in this way, and they are suddenly more than paper.

Looking at the back of the desk, Chen Changsheng saw books everywhere on the wall shelf, with profound essay interpretations, and ordinary Chinese novels. The common feature is that it is very clean, and it is very difficult to do this in a place where there is constant wind and sand all the year round. , But he can understand why.

——He used to use that method to clean up the books in the library building of the National College of Education.

He had already guessed that this was Rob’s room. He thought that this person was carrying a rare space implement with him, and he became even more curious. At this moment, he suddenly smelled a scent, looking for it, and found a half bowl on the shelf The leftover yoghurt was white and tender, covered with a cherry and sprinkled with sesame seeds, which made the index finger move. He couldn't help but pick up the half bowl of yoghurt and observed it, confirming that it wasn't the food in the barracks, but it was Rob's own snack last night.

At this point, Chen Changsheng really convinced, and even felt a sense of shame.

From Xining town to Kyoto, he has seen countless youths such as Junyan, monk geniuses, brothers Yu, Gou Hanshi, Folded sleeves, Xu Yourong, even himself. But he has never seen such a genius-all Genius in the field.

Yes, in the view of Chen Changsheng, this young officer named Rob can be said to be nearly perfect.

——Fortunately, although this person's medical technique is good, he is still not as good as himself. He comforted himself.

The whistling sound and the sand and stone hitting sounds outside the window gradually decreased, and several sharp bamboo flutes followed by footsteps.

Several pulls sounded outside the wall, and the beam springs behind the doors and windows popped open automatically, and Rob walked in.

The sunlight re-entered the house and was dispersed by the remaining wind and sand, which smeared the entire picture with an old taste, which is very beautiful.

Everything happened a little too quickly, and Chen Changsheng didn't have time to put the yogurt bowl in his hand back to the shelf.

Anyone who sees this picture will think he is about to steal yogurt.

Rob probably thought so.

The atmosphere in the room was awkward.

Quiet for a moment.

Rob turned around and walked out of the house and said, "I'm going to look at the grass."

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The reason why the court of the Zhou Dynasty set up a horse farm in the remote mountains such as Hanya is because the meadows here are full of frost grass that Long Xiang horses like to eat. Robb is the main official to see the grass after the wind and sand. It was a matter of course, but Chen Changsheng, who was holding the yogurt bowl at the time, knew that this was just an excuse. Just like he quickly said that he wanted to look at the grass and followed the other person out of the house, he just found an excuse to put down the yogurt bowl as naturally as possible.

The wind and sand has stopped, but the traces of the raging are still very clear. The main body of the camp and the stables has not suffered any damage, but the two chains of arrows in the distance need to be repaired. The more troublesome thing is that the frost grass covered the mountains and the wild. A thick layer of ash.

In addition to being slightly tempered, the Long Xiang horse is basically a perfect war mount, but no cavalry will ignore their emphasis on the cleanliness of forage. Now there is no way for the frost grass in the mountains to be eaten without cleaning, and Depending on the number of sergeants in the Hanya Racecourse, it is impossible to clean them manually. Both people and horses can only wait for the sky to rain.

Or for this reason, the hundreds of dragons and horses in Jianbian pasture are all a little irritable. From time to time, they make a loud cry, kicking the stones in the meadow, and the soldiers scold and swear.

With the appearance of a figure, Long Xiang Ma suddenly became a lot quieter, as for those soldiers are even more forbidden.

That figure is Rob.

Rob didn't speak, and waved his hand, instructing everyone to continue to do things.

People know that the general's mood is not too bad today, and he has become relaxed again.

At this time, a personal soldier who had gone to deliver medicine saw Chen Changsheng beside Rob and was very surprised and shouted.

The Hanya Racecourse rescued two drug dealer siblings who fell from the mountain. For these soldiers who have been in trouble all the time and have not seen the Demon Race, this is the most recent thing in recent years. Many people have Knowing this, even secretly went to the room to see Chen Changsheng. The soldiers who had chatted with Chen Changsheng had already known him for a long time, and came over to congratulate him.

"Little disabled, can you finally get up?"

"Little crippled, can finally go to the ground?"

"Little crippled, can you come out to bask?"

The soldiers at the Hanya Racecourse have always called Chen Changsheng a little disabled, because he is very young, has a natural face, and is seriously injured in bed. There is no malice in this title. Chen Changsheng lived with his fellow brothers since childhood, and he did not have too much resistance. He just felt that he was just a temporary meridian, not really disabled. If the title is wrong, then he cannot accept it, so every He will correct each other very seriously.

But the more serious he refused, the more the officers and soldiers of Hanya Racecourse liked to call him like this, as if to deliberately tease him, but the officers and soldiers felt a little helpless that his face lying on the bed would never be seen The emotion of anger is always so calm.

Just like now.

"I'm not crippled."

Chen Changsheng looked at the people and explained, "You also saw it. I can get out of bed now and move around."

Someone quipped: "Isn't it a limp? Or do you take two more steps?"

Chen Changsheng was very obedient and took two steps to support his body with branches.

He was just able to get up at night and walked around. It was a big burden for his still weak body. At this time, he took two steps casually, and he was a little unstable, so that the sergeants hurried forward to support him.

A personal soldier shouted next to him: "Don't be brave, let's say, even if you can take two more steps? What are we doing here? We are on the front line, it's the racecourse, and when you can get on the horse, that's really good."

He had good intentions, but when everyone heard it, he laughed.

The Longxiang horse raised at the Hanya Racecourse is the main mount of the Xuanjia Cavalry. It is extremely brave on the battlefield, and has a great temper, and it is very recognized. Even the most elite cavalry wants to conquer a Longxiang horse as a mount. He also needs to get along with it for a hundred days to establish a stable relationship. Now Chen Changsheng must be supported by someone to stand firm. How can he ride on Long Xiang’s back?

Rob didn't say anything, until then, the corner of his lips hidden in his beard slightly raised, and his eyes became a little indifferent-only the people closest to him knew, which showed that his mood was not very good at this time.

He was not satisfied with the jokes made by his subordinates to Chen Changsheng.

To his surprise, Chen Changsheng was still not angry, and his face was still full of smiles.

Although the smile is weak, it is not fake, it is very real.

Hundreds of dragon and stag horses went from the edge of the stream to the depths of the pasture, reflecting the rising morning light, and came to the vicinity of the crowd.

A horse suddenly stopped and turned to look at the crowd, a little confused about what happened.

In the end, his eyes fell on Chen Changsheng, seeming to be thinking, why is this young man smiling so happy?

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(After half an year, I finally returned to Daqing. I am happy, more emotional, full of emotions, and I don’t know where to say, I hope we are all well and bless you.)

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