Three months later, the military situation in the north came back one after another.

Wang Rui, the marshal of the kingdom, led 80,000 Northern Expeditionary troops to attack Huangshi City. Although the Ulan had already prepared, the Shire army relied on advanced armored legions to divide the Ulan cavalry units layer by layer, and then surrounded by heavy infantry regiments, the Ulans left 10,000 corpses and retreated in panic under the Helan Mountains in Ulan.

And in order to prevent the Ulan people from sneaking up again, Marshal Wang continued to suppress Helan Mountain.

But this time, the Ulans actually used a trick. They bluffed in front of Marshal Wang's base camp and feigned an attack, but behind their backs they sent a lightly armed force of 15,000 men around the back of the Shire army to attack Yellowstone again.

However, the Ulans clearly underestimated Marshal Wang. As the saying goes, the magic is one foot high, the road is one foot high, and a mountain is higher than a mountain.

The Ulans, who came to attack Yellowstone City lightly, were attacked from the front and rear as soon as they arrived at the city.

The cavalry corps of 20,000 Shire, with the cooperation of the defenders of Yellowstone, once again inflicted heavy losses on the Ulan army. After a fierce battle, 8,000 Ulans fell here.

This time, the Ulans were a complete failure.

Subsequently, the Ulans simply sent a peace mission.

The vast steppes of the Ulan were so vast that it was difficult for the Shire's army to keep up with the Ulans on the steppe. Once the Ulans relied on the topography of the steppe to fight guerrilla warfare, it would be difficult for the Shire's army to last.

Therefore, the imperial capital soon issued an official document authorizing Marshal Wang to handle the matter of peace negotiations.

The peace talks went smoothly.

However, Ulan is relatively poor, and there is no oil and water deducted from them. So, in the end, Ulan paid 3,000 cattle and 10,000 sheep in exchange for their 3,000 prisoners of war and a five-year armistice.

Originally, this Ulan invasion war came to an end here. However, on the night of the signing of the peace agreement, the secret messenger of the king of Ulan secretly appeared in the marshal king's tent.

"You Ulan kings want to exchange food with us?" Wang Rui looked at the mysterious man in front of him suspiciously, wearing a black jumpsuit and a hood.

"Yes, we attacked the Shire because of a lack of food," the mysterious messenger's deep voice sounded.

"Why are we giving you food?"

"Marshal Wang, there are many elders under the king of Ulan, and if he can't get enough food, then these elders will definitely go to war again against the peace agreement. ”

"Then let's fight. ”

"Do you know that this time, the ace troops of the descendants of the King of Ulan are very small, and once the food crisis affects our survival, the King of Ulan will definitely attack with all his might. ”

"Ace troops!"

"Siber Rock Wolf!"

"Hmph, we're not afraid of this, if we want to fight, then let's fight!"

"Marshal Wang, don't you think about the people of your Shire Kingdom?"

"Joke, I'm Marshal Shire, how can I care about the life and death of the people!"

"That is, once a full-scale war breaks out, the Ulan army will definitely attack the Shire from all directions, and it will be very difficult for you to defend at that time, and you also know that the Ulan cavalry will come and go quickly. ”

"Hmph, you're doing this only to arouse the total hatred of my Shire. ”

"Marshal Wang, in fact, we don't want to do this, it's all about survival, we just hope to exchange some food. ”

"Then why did you attack Yellowstone before, instead of coming to exchange food?"

"This is also a problem for our King of Ulan, after all, in such a big grassland as Ulan, there are many tribes, and King Ulan can't make everyone behave, I hope you can understand this. ”

"Hmph, that's your own business!"

"Marshal Wang, please be accommodating and exchange some food for us!"

"How much food do you want?"

"800,000 tons!"

"Don't even think about it!"

"And how much can you give us?"

"Up to 150,000 tons. ”

"This one doesn't work, it's too little. ”

......

The envoys of Ulan stayed in the camp of the Charr for three days, and in the end the Charr exchanged 300,000 tons of grain for 5 tons of gold and 3,000 horses.

Soon, the news of the victory over Ulan spread through the streets of the Shire. People are talking to each other about it in the streets again, even young children.

Yueyun Academy also deliberately put this matter into the teaching content.

Mr. Fang spat and added fuel and vinegar to this big victory over Ulan. During the period, when he described Marshal Wang, the heroic posture of the majestic army, and the heroic spirit of all kinds of dangers, I did not move, and instantly described him as the military god of the kingdom. Although he is old, he has also become a male god in the minds of countless boys and girls at this moment.

Yang Yunhui listened excitedly to Mr. Fang's description, but at this time of excitement, he was also worried about his second uncle.

After school, Yang Yunhui went home with his friends in the college.

"Zhang Zhikun, do you say that this Ulan is too unbeaten?" A boy with a height of 1.5 meters said as he walked.

"Huangfu Song, why do you say this, this Ulan has been entrenched in the north for many years, and we have our own battles with them, this time Marshal Wang can win, it will naturally take a lot of hard work, Ulan is not easy to fight," Zhang Zhikun replied very disagreeably.

"Yes, Ulan's cavalry is amazing, my father fought with them!" The other child looked at everyone with some pride and said.

"Qi Wenshan, did your father still fight Ulan?" Yang Yunhui looked at the boy who spoke just now in surprise.

"That's, my dad said the Ulans are very powerful!"

"Hey, the Ulans are so powerful, then our Shire army has defeated them, wouldn't that be even more powerful!" Huangfu Song said a little arrogantly.

"That's Marshal Wang's good command!" Qi Wenshan said with a frown.

"Yunhui, your second uncle is going to fight Ulan this time, right?" Huangfu Song turned his head to look at Yang Yunhui.

"Well, yes. ”

"Are you back?"

"Not yet, I guess I'll be back in a few days. ”

A group of children were talking and shouting, following the appearance of the adults, and pretending to discuss the Northern Expedition there. There is also a way to say it, so that the adults passing by them can't help but laugh.

And Yang Yunhui, the soul of his thirties, also mixed with these children and pretended to be tender, and there was no sense of disobedience at all.

Ten days later, the soldiers of Nanshan who participated in the Northern Expedition returned.

Fortunately, Li Yunlan came back safe and sound.

It's just that there are some families who are facing misfortune.

As a result, the Nanshan women who were waiting for their families to return from the expedition had different joys and sorrows. The joy is that the living bring back the honor. Sadly, those who bring back honor can never wake up. Laughter and crying mingled to bring a different note to this big victory. The laughter is so joyful and bold, and the crying is so sad and sad.

Yang Yunhui, his mother Li Xinran, and his aunt and uncle took their second uncle home early in the crowd.

Next, it was naturally a large family lively to pick up the wind and wash the dust for the second uncle.

"Yun Lan, come on, let's have another drink," Yang Lanze opened the Flying Snow Brew that he had treasured for a long time.

"Yes, I've been greedy for this flying snow for a long time," Li Yunlan poured a large glass vigorously, and Yang Lanze was a little distressed when he saw it.

Uncle Li Bingrui also rushed over from the shop.

"Yun Lan, it's really fortunate to have returned safely this time, but it's a glorious lintel for our Li family. ”

"No, I'm definitely going to be promoted this time!" Yang Lanze put down the wine glass in his hand and said with a flushed face.

"Hahaha, I don't know yet, I have to wait for the news above," Li Yunlan also closed her mouth happily.

"I'm sure I'll be able to move up the next level!"

"Hahaha, I hope so!"

This time, everyone drank a lot of wine, and even Yang Yunhui secretly drank several glasses, until Yang Lanze found out and took back Feixue Brew.

......

After the Northern Expedition was celebrated for a long time, Yang Yunhui's college career also entered its second year.

It was a very special year. Because this year, Yue Yun Academy began to teach Shen Xuan.

When Mr. Xiao, the second-year teacher, entered the classroom with a large bundle of books, everyone began to get excited.

Their eyes looked at the stack of books like wolves staring at sheep.

Mr. Xiao put down the book in his hand, looked up at these little guys, and smiled slightly.

"Who's the squad leader?"

Immediately a chubby brat stood up.

"I am, I'm the squad leader!"

"Well, okay, come over here and send them these books," Mr. Xiao pointed to the stack of books.

"Okay!"

The little fat man immediately pouted his big ass and ran forward. He first picked up a book and looked at it carefully. Then his eyebrows suddenly raised, as if he had seen some very wonderful connotation book.

"Send it to me!"

"That's it, send it quickly!"

The people below immediately became calm, and urged the little fat man to send the book quickly.

When Yang Yunhui got the book, he saw a few big golden characters written on the cover of the book: Introduction to Shenxuan Elementary Research.

Is this Shenxuan?

Nima, it's finally time for this day!

Yang Yunhui couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and rubbed his hands on his face vigorously, until his hands were rubbed out of mud...

"Alright, let's turn the first page!" After the textbooks were distributed, Mr. Siu began this first lesson.

Yang Yunhui turned the first page of the book and saw only one sentence.

"Everyone, read it with me!" Mr. Xiao suddenly said in a very serious tone.

"Please be in awe of the power of the gods, use it sparingly, and one day it will give you an unparalleled shock. ”

"Please be in awe of the power of the gods, use it sparingly, and one day it will give you an unparalleled shock. ”

......

Writing: Dongfang Shuo.

Who is Dongfang Shuo?

Yang Yunhui couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

At this time, Mr. Xiao also happened to ask, "Who will tell me who this Dongfang Shuo is!"

Immediately, a person volunteered to stand up, and this person was Huang Fusong.

"Dongfang Shuo is the legendary founding hero of the Shire Kingdom, and he is a twelve-rank god Xuan Shangxian!"

The Twelve Rank Divine Xuan Shang Immortal, obediently powerful, this is the guy standing at the top of the food chain.

The Han Dynasty in the previous generation also had a Dongfang Shuo!

Yang Yunhui's heart couldn't help but think of this person. However, obviously these two people are not the same, because this is the world of Shenxuan, and this Dongfang Shuo is a Shenxuan!

In this way, Yang Yunhui's second year of study at Yueyun Academy began.