Back Off, Let Me Come

As everyone knows.

Shen Tang has a group of literati who have abandoned their lord, and Kang Shi is the best among them, who has the "will lose every time he gambles". As a result, Shen Tang's teeth will be clenched even if he drinks water, and he will catch a cold if he blows the wind, let alone even think of going to the casino. An unrealistic dream like getting rich overnight.

You can only win against the banker by flipping the stall!

Traps come after pits, but at critical moments it can turn things around!

Chu Yao was surprised when he heard this: "Seriously?"

Kang Shi said: "Of course it is true!"

As long as the Lord's life is hard enough, he can become a god!

Although his way of being a scribe is not completely passive and uncontrollable, it is almost there. The current predicament fully meets the conditions for his scribe's method to be activated, and the disadvantage of the situation has reached a critical point of life and death. Rather than sit back and wait for death, it's better to give it a try.

Kang Shi said: "When the war begins, we will join forces to perform the 'Last Stand', and the effect will be ten times or even ten times better than usual. With the bravery and skill of General Chu, General Zhao and others, we have occupied the terrain of Yonggu Pass." Advantages may not necessarily mean you cannot win!”

It is true that the national border barrier is as brittle as tissue paper, but it can also play a certain role in reducing the combat pressure on one's own side. Looking at the overall situation, the balance of victory still tilts heavily towards them. Kang Shi had already thought about it very clearly on the way here.

But what he didn't expect was——

"This can't be done! This matter must be carefully considered!"

Kang Shi hurriedly asked: "Why not? Is there a better way than this? We live on the border, and the nearby separatist forces have no friendship with us. They will not send troops to help at all, and we can only rely on ourselves. If we don't do this, The eternal barrier must be broken.”

Ask again: "Have you thought about the consequences?"

"Of course I have thought about it." Chu Yao was also excited about Kang Shi's plan at first, and he had a feeling of a bright future, but soon he thought of something, which was like a basin of cold water dousing the rising joy, "Your way of being a scribe It will affect the Lord!"

My lord is still in Shiwu territory at the moment.

Her luck was not very good to begin with - if she had been really lucky, she would not have picked up so many literary scribes with various scribes one after another - Kang Shi now had another "head-on blow", and Chu Yao was really worried about her master's guild It would be ridiculous to be unlucky enough to touch the enemy's lair, which is fully armed, sharpened, and fully prepared for war... that would be ridiculous.

Chu Yao was unwilling to take risks with his lord.

"This-" Kang Shi calmed down after hearing this.

There was a hint of sadness on his brows. He was so preoccupied with thinking about how to deal with the crisis at Yonggu Pass that he really neglected his lord. It's not that he doesn't care about his lord, but that his lord is the most stubborn person he has ever seen in his life, so he subconsciously ignores him.

Kang Shi sighed: "What should we do?"

Chu Yao frowned and thought for a long time, weighing the pros and cons.

Kang Shi gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "If the Yonggu Pass is broken, my lord and the others will be dead, and we have no choice but to retreat. The outcome is just the difference between early death and late death, so it is better to take a gamble Bet--bet that she is the right one! Looking at the past and present, which one of the right ones has a smooth journey? In the same way, which one will die halfway?"

Chu Yao said angrily: "Can you bet on anything?"

I have never seen a gambler more addicted to gambling than Kang Shi.

But thinking about his way of being a scribe, he was very helpless. This guy's way of being a scribe was to take the master as a bet.

No one has to worry!

Kangshi was not annoyed.

He smiled and said, “That’s how life is!”

If you don’t take a gamble, you don’t know how bright the future will be.

The world is undecided, the outcome is uncertain!

If you lose the bet, you will pay for the life of the lord!

Chu Yao looked at the unsatisfactory national border barrier and sighed heavily: "It's a last resort, but it's not a last resort——"

"It's not necessary unless it's absolutely necessary." Despite Kang Shi's cool words, he was afraid of risking his lord's life.

The atmosphere in Yongguguan is much more solemn than before.

The patrol soldiers had murderous looks on their faces, and their eyes were glowing green! The lights in the main tent were on all night, and figures came and went, discussing how to deal with this battle. The generals around the guard Chu Jie are all veterans with rich combat experience.

They know the terrain near Yonggu Pass well. Where to camp, where to ambush, you can point them out with your eyes closed. But no matter how they gathered together to deduce, they were not optimistic about this battle, and the tent was filled with gloom.

For a time, people's hearts were in a state of confusion.

There are even younger ones who want to quit.

I just didn't dare to say it, my eyes flickered.

They knew Chu Jie's temper very well.

He hates deserters the most, and he will kill someone if he disagrees.

"Alas! Why are you crying so hard?"

Chu Jie looked at them with unlucky expressions.

Several veterans hesitated to speak and sighed.

Chu Jie slapped his chest loudly and said, "The worst I can do is die in the same year and on the same day. I am willing to clear the way for you to die."

Chief Yu interrupted him angrily.

"Shut up! You're going to die before the battle even starts!"

In his opinion, Chu Jie is the most unlucky.

Chu Jie was scolded so much that he turned off the microphone.

"In my opinion, General Chu is right." Zhao Feng supported Chu Jie and said solemnly, "We have no way to retreat, and the worst we can do is die. Yes! There is no chance of winning in this battle, and fighting means death. But everyone Think about it, can we live without fighting? If we don’t fight this battle with all our strength, the people in the pass will have to live in the hands of Shiwu thugs, and the descendants of the future will also be enslaved. "

Zhao Feng's calm voice reached everyone's ears clearly and spread throughout every corner of the main tent: "The man died tragically, his home was lost, and his wife and daughter fell into the hands of thieves and suffered humiliation. If we can get back the lost land in the short term, Okay, but what if the Shiwu people gain a foothold here? Their descendants will be assimilated into the Shiwu people, forgetting their ancestors, and even wielding butcher knives to kill their fellow tribesmen!"

"Everyone has his or her own ambitions. It's understandable if you want to retreat. I think there are old people among you and young people at the bottom..."

As soon as Zhao Feng said these words, everyone was angry.

"We respect the general for lending a helping hand in times of crisis, but the general's words are too harsh to hear. If you are really greedy for life and afraid of death, and find another job early on, what power and wealth can you not get? How can you be stationed in a bitter cold place for so many years and be exposed to this wind and sun? show?"

The man became more and more excited as he spoke, with veins popping up on his forehead, with an expression that said, "You can kill me, but you can't insult me."

Even the young man who initially wanted to quit calmed down his eyes and calmed down: "Although we are not as powerful as General Zhao, an ordinary man can still splatter blood three feet in anger. It is our duty to defend our homeland, and there is no need to use this to provoke the general. Law."

"Yeah, this actually looks down on us!"

Zhao Feng apologized good-naturedly.

He bluntly said that he had misunderstood everyone. When the battle is over, if he survives by chance, he will be punished with three drinks as an apology.

In this way, the dullness of the main account was gone.

"Report——"

Everyone's nerves were tense.

The scouts ahead have discovered Shiwu soldiers and horses!

It is expected to arrive outside Yonggu Pass in two days.

So fast!

For a moment, the only sound left in the tent was the occasional beeping sound of candles burning, which made every face solemn.

Under the national border barrier.

"Finally caught up!"

The dusty scribe abandoned his tired and sweaty horse and hurried on foot with his words and spirit. He hurriedly and slowly finally arrived before the war started. Seeing that the national border barrier was even more fragile than when he left, the scribe tightened his baggage and frowned.

"It's really not good..."

Is it better to stay and intervene, or to leave?

Scribes preferred the latter.

Staying by yourself won't be of much help, unless someone is willing to open the treasury, but will Zheng Qiao be that victim?

Looking at the national border barrier in front of him, he chuckled, raised his hand to create a gap that could accommodate one person, and passed through without alerting the guards. Next, you only need to climb over the city wall to return to Longwu County in the pass.

Under the cover of darkness, the scribes seemed to be in a no-man's land.

Just when the scribe was about to relax his vigilance, a sword light came from the darkness and passed dangerously close to his neck.

With a swipe, he drew his sword and faced it.

The clanging sound of the swords colliding was particularly clear in the dark night. The scribe was worried that too much noise would attract patrol guards. In line with the principle of doing more things than doing less, he took a few steps back, waved his hand to stop them with a literary tone, turned around and ran away.

But the man said: "I want to escape!"

Several chains of condensed literary energy rise from the ground.

Shooting towards him.

The scribe secretly thought that he was unlucky and met a colleague.

When he is rich, even the King of Heaven and I are not afraid.

When you have no money, you will be bullied by dogs when you are in peace, and you will be teased by shrimps when you are in the shallows. You are also unlucky.

"Wait!"

The scribe avoided the attack, jumped up to a high place, bowed to the opponent, and tried to communicate: "I am not a bad person!"

"You came from outside the customs. If you want to cross the customs, you can come tomorrow. If you sneak across the border in the middle of the night, isn't that a bad person?"

Kang Shi didn't expect this harvest.

He came to get familiar with the terrain of Yonggu Pass.

Where to set up the formation to maximize the benefits, who knew that before taking two steps, he felt an extremely slight fluctuation of unfamiliar cultural energy in the air, and followed it to find it. Haha, he really caught a little rookie with a weak aura.

The response was quite quick.

He can dodge any sudden sneak attack.

It can be seen that he is also an old man walking outside.

The scribe asked back: "The crisis at Yonggu Pass is imminent, how can we turn it on and off? This is a helpless move for me..."

Kang Shi put down his sword upon hearing this.

Question: "How do you know this?"

The scribe smiled bitterly: "To tell you the truth, I actually received the news and rushed to inform the guard. I hope to make preparations in advance. I just heard what you said, someone has already taken the next step. In this case, there is no need for me to run here again. One trip.”

"If this is true or not, I'll have to meet the general to tell you."

Kang Shi was not going to let this person go.

Anyone acting suspiciously will be arrested first.

The scribe raised his eyebrows and reluctantly put away his sword: "Okay!"

Kang Shi was surprised that he was so happy.

"Come with me."

On the way, the scribe had no intention of running away.

Kang Shi asked a few questions: "Why did you leave seclusion, sir?"

The scribe did not hide it: "Entrusted by a friend."

"What's the request?"

"Of course it's a matter of life and death for the people in the pass."

Kang Shi paused and looked at the scribe, as if he doubted the truth of what he said, but the scribe looked at him frankly.

The scribe asked, "Sir, don't you believe it?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just your strength..." Kang Shi didn't speak too clearly, just understand it yourself.

The corner of the scribe's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't feel angry or looked down upon. In fact, he had long been used to it.

"People should not be judged by their appearance." Yes, he admitted that his literary talent was not very good compared with the person in front of him, but he could not underestimate him because of this. Believe it or not, he threw all the gold in the package at Kang Shi's face to show him who was the best?

Kang Shi apologized: "I was rude."

Then he asked: "May I ask who entrusted it to you?"

If it were true, there would be no flaws.

If it is false, it will naturally be full of errors and omissions.

The scribe betrayed his savior without hesitation.

Calculating the time, I estimate that the other party is also on the road to hell. Speaking out will not affect him at all, and maybe he can save some of his reputation. Since Yan Xingning followed Zheng Qiao, his reputation has been in decline, and he is almost dead in a ditch.

He said: "I was entrusted by my benefactor Yan Xingning to help him go to Shiwu to make arrangements in order to save the building that is about to collapse."

Kang Shi was shocked when he heard the name "Yan Xingning".

Subconsciously asked: "Which Yan Xingning?"

Scribe: "Feast in peace, feast in peace."

Kang Shi stopped and used the moonlight to see the scribe's face clearly. After a while, he said, "Yan Xingning is my friend."

Scribes: "...May I ask who you are, sir?"

Kang Shi said: "When I was under the name of the Kang family, my courtesy name was Ji Shou."

The scribe had a vague impression and asked, "Kashiro?"

Kang Shi nodded: "Yes."

Scribes: "..."

Kang Shi asked, "Sir, do you recognize me?"

The scribe shook his head and said: "I don't recognize him, but Xingning said before that he has a friend who has bad gambling luck and likes to gamble a lot. He said he is Shiro of the Kang family. If you are too poor to expose the blame one day, you can ask this person to blackmail you for some money. , a sure profit without loss.”

Kang Shi: "..."

The scribe took a look at Kang Shi's dress. It was indeed exquisite and decent, low-key yet luxurious, and the standard style of aristocratic family.

Kang Shi endured the bulging veins on his forehead and said angrily: "Yan Xingning...how could this guy say such stupid things?"

Do you look like someone who has been taken advantage of?

Are you still encouraging strangers to extort money from you?

"This doesn't seem like something he would say..."

Kang Shi thought he still understood his friend.

The scribe coughed slightly, and there seemed to be something strange on his face: "This is indeed not like his style, but he did say so."

Kang Shi had money but still lost every bet, and he was indeed short of money. There was an honest way to make money, so why not do it?

"...Why did he ask you to go to Shiwu?"

He decided to skip the topic of blackmail.

I secretly made up my mind that I would never bet with this person.

The scribe wrote lightly: "It's nothing. I just cooperated with him to get a Shiwu Bu defense map. It would be even better if I could find ways to provoke internal fighting among the princes of Shiwu Royal Court. Although there were twists and turns on the way, fortunately - fortunately not Disgraceful."

However, I don’t know how effective it will be.

Conflicts also take time to ferment.

After hearing this, although Kang Shi did not completely dispel his doubts, he also changed his attitude. If what this person said is true, I really can't neglect the other person. If you neglect it, wouldn’t it chill people’s hearts? For details, take it back and ask slowly.

Kang Shi changed the topic and asked about Yan'an's current situation.

Since the last time he met Yan'an's incarnation and had a quarrel, Kang Shi never heard from him again.

The scribe said: "He...tsk, I'm afraid it's not good."

Kang Shi: "It is indeed difficult to assist a violent lord."

He knew that Yan'an was not the kind of person to help others do evil, but he really couldn't understand the other party's plan. Xingning really thought that he could completely calm down and tame Zheng Qiao, a wild wild horse that was running wild, with the help of his brother-in-law?

There is a high probability that he will be trampled to death.

Kang Shi tried to persuade him again and again, but Yanan was also a donkey, and his temper became so stubborn that even the cows couldn't be pulled back.

The scribe shook his head: "It would be okay if it was just difficult to do. I'm afraid he would already ask Po Meng for soup at this moment..."

When Kang was struck by lightning, he was stunned in place.

"What!"

The scribe said: "If nothing else, he should be dead."

Kang Shi was so distracted by the news that his body swayed slightly. He blinked hard, as if it was difficult to digest the sudden bad news. When the scribes saw Kang Shi's reaction, they knew that Kang Shi was really a friend of Yan'an.

He sighed: "My condolences."

No one can stop this man from dying. Because the person who killed him was not others but himself, how could he stop him?

Scribe: "Death for the Tao is not a bad end."

At least there were no regrets when I left.

This is also what countless literary scholars want but cannot achieve.

Kang Shi's eyes were red, something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he didn't speak for a while. He had a premonition that this day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly, so fast that he was caught off guard——

Is there really no such thing as a feast in the world?

Because of the scholar's way, Kang Shi had very few friends, and Yan Xingning was the most special. When the two met as young boys, they had arguments and conflicts, but more importantly, they were looking for sympathy among people of the same way. .

They once walked together, promising to put an end to the injustices in the world.

Why did he die?

The scribe saw this and wisely did not speak again.

Until he entered the military camp and saw Kang Shi coming and going freely, he asked: "Sir, are you serving under the guard general Chu Jie?"

Kang Shi shook his head: "My lord, the Longwu County Sheriff, received news that Yonggu Pass was in trouble, so he brought people to support him."

Scribe: "The governor of Longwu County? He previously served in Heyin County?"

"Yes, sir, do you recognize the master?"

The scribe shook his head: "I don't recognize it, it's just——"

He looked strange for a moment.

He added: "Xingning really likes this young county governor very much. He speaks highly of him and recommends him to me several times. I wonder how this Mr. Shen is doing?"