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I am a soldier, a soldier guarding the city. There are tens of thousands of soldiers like me in Xiangyang. Some of these people came from Xiangyang, while others came from far away. We had only one idea: never let the Mongols take our city of Xiangyang. The most respected men in Xiangyang were The Great Warrior and Lady Guo. For more than ten years, they have been living and dying together with Xiangyang. Without them, Xiangyang would have been ruined. Guo Is a good man. He never beats or scolds us. What about Mrs Guo? I don't know, but I have a feeling that she's keeping this place mostly for Guo. When she looks at people, you feel like you can't hide anything, and it makes me sick. Guo Da Xia and Mrs Guo have a daughter, this little girl is not like her parents, all day trouble. Once during the Spring Festival, I let two of Guo's disciples throw firecrackers at me. I even wonder if He picked her up somewhere else? Everyone said Mrs Guo was the most beautiful woman in Xiangyang. On the surface I dare not say what, but in my heart there are people more beautiful than her, that is the east of the city selling hot soup noodles jasmine. Molly was eighteen years old, three years younger than me, but almost as tall as me. Her eyes were smiling like a crescent moon. Molly was friendly to everyone, unlike Mrs Guo, who kept her brothers at arm's length. Every morning, I go to the east of the city to have a bowl of noodles in soup. If you're on duty in the morning, go in the evening. I went there enough times, and Molly knew me. "What are you doing, running so far to drink me a bowl of noodles? No noodles in the west of the city?" She gasped at me. I don't answer her, just silently drink my noodles. Gradually, she understood. I always give more noodles than others, but also extra handful of coriander. The coriander sprinkle in the bowl of green, lined with red pepper silk, very durable - like jasmine. This year, the Mongols attacked again. It was an army led by a Mongolian prince. I heard it was Named Hu. We also don't care, so many years have guarded down, you a surname suddenly can attack down? But the battle was hard to fight. The Mongol soldiers this time were different from before. They all seemed to fight for their lives. We drove them down one by one at the end of the city, and they attacked them one by one. The dead bodies under the city walls are like stacks of buttress, and maybe one day, I'll be like a buttress lying there. I haven't had noodles at Molly's since the war. All of us are fighting through the crenel of the battlements, but we can't help it. Like Zhao erge, have not slept for three or four days. One day, I was looking down through the arrow hole when Liu Tou called after me and said someone had come to deliver something to me. I looked back, and it was Molly! She carried a load of hot noodle soup from the east to the west of the city to see me, isn't it far from the east to the west? I lowered my head and sipped the noodles. Tears drop on the noodles, with the green coriander and red pepper shreds melting together. As Molly left, she lowered her head and said to me, "I don't care about anything else. You will live to eat my noodles." I nodded and made my promise. Three days later, someone came to town. A young man named Yang and a woman dressed in white. Everyone looked at the woman and said it was a fairy in the sky. They were right, but my fairy was Molly. As soon as he arrived, the young man surnamed Yang did a great job of saving Guo at the head of the city. Everybody says he's a great guy. But I always felt that there was something indescribable about him that made one sad to look at him. Every time he looked at the woman next to him, he looked at her with the same eyes that Molly looked at me that day at the head of the city. I had a strange idea that all his troubles would come and go because of her. And what about me and Molly? Between us, and not so deep resistance heavy, we will grow old together? In the flames of war, I secretly asked myself. I don't have a definite answer. A few days later, two of Guo daxia's stupid disciples secretly went to assassinate the Mongol general, and were caught. Originally, it was nothing. Xiangyang could hold on just fine without the two rubbish. But Guo Daxia has to go to the rescue. Without Guo, there would be no Xiangyang. This truth is known to everyone. But he still has to go, I think, that is the sorrow of the warrior. With Guo Da Xia went, and the boy surnamed Yang. I don't know why I asked him to go, because he saved Guo Once, and people think he can do it again? I watched them leave in silence, and when I saw the boy's eyes, I suddenly lightened up. It was not a look to die. That look, full of hope. So I thought, they will come back. They did return, but they were wounded. I was the first to see them, for I was the only one of the sentinels on duty who still looked out over the road, for I still believed they would return safely. The doctor said a quarter of an hour later and both men would have been in danger. For the first time in my life, I was proud. When I save Guo Danxia, I save Xiangyang -- and Molly. Mrs Guo was also very grateful to me. She sent me down from the city. She said she'd thank me in person when her husband recovered. I think I'll live to eat jasmine noodles this time. Early the next morning, a fire broke out in the city. The house on fire was Guo's. I was the first to pick up a bucket and run to Guo's house. If anything goes wrong, Xiangyang is done for -- and Molly. It wasn't a small fire, but there were a lot of fires, obviously deliberately lit. Amid the smoke came the clatter of swords. The enemy came. I was thinking about how to rush into the fire to save The Guo Warrior, my body suddenly numb, was carried on the shoulder of a man, the head was buckled a hat. It was the young man named Yang! He gave me a Guo Warrior hat. Then I understood what he meant. He was right. Guo was the saviour of Xiangyang, and I was an insignificant soldier in gray. No one cared if I lived or died -- except Molly. The enemy came after me, and I could hear them fighting. Suddenly there was a "Bang!" A sharp object struck my back and there was a sharp pain. He carried me on his back a few more steps, and AGAIN I heard a dark voice say, "Give in, boy!" Then listen to him: "Guo Jing to you!" Grabbed me and handed me to a man, and then kicked me and him off the wall. The man stood up and hugged me loudly and shouted: "I caught Guo Jing, I am the first warrior in Mongolia!" Then two more men grabbed my arms and legs. The three men pulled vigorously. Absentminded hear the voice of jasmine - "other I don't care, you can live to eat my noodles." According to the reader's suggestion, attach jin Yong's original work "condor Heroes" in the original text about the song soldier: Yang Guo said to reach out and gently uncover guo Jing's hat on top of his head, the window and out. . He jumped up behind a small soldier in gray, reached out his hand to tap his cave, put Guo Jing's hat over his head, then lifted him on his back, waving his sword, and jumped onto the roof. . The king of the Golden Wheel rushed after Yang Guo, getting closer and closer. He was overjoyed and thought to himself, "This time you can escape from my hand?" See him bear that head hat is guo Jing yesterday wearing, guo Jing is no doubt. . At that moment, the silver wheel of the King of France was cast. The silver wheel was coming like the wind. Yang Guo could not avoid it. A slight sound skimmed over Guo Jing's shoulder and cut a deep gash in his back. The King of France was overjoyed and shouted: "Zhe!" Which know Yang Guo ignore Guo Jing dead or alive, is still rush. . Yang Guo wanted to delay for a long time, Guo Jing and Huang Rong at this time has been out of danger, backhand grabbed the back of the soldier to nemo star hands a send, called: "Guo Jing to you!" . Xiaoxiang and Darba Yanken let him monopolize credit, to compete. Three people respectively pull that soldier's hands and feet pull hard, three people are all abnormal strength, only such a pull, the soldier pulled into three sections. His hat fell on his head, three people see clearly is not Guo Jing, momentarily stay in the local, silent for a while.