Xue Yunheng looked sideways at the man in black and nodded in agreement: "Indeed, if the ice is broken, Zhao Guo's heavy armored iron cavalry is afraid that he will immediately heal half of his casualties." However, whether the ice surface is cracked or not, not in people, but in the sky!" At this point, he turned his eyes to Huan Zicheng, and his eyes were as faint as flames: "Lord Dudu, can you change the destiny of heaven?"

Or it could be changed. Huan Zicheng didn't admit it, he raised his hand unhurriedly and pressed the sword on his waist, and he didn't see his face under the iron helmet.

"How do you say this?" Xue Yunheng looked at him out of the corner of his eye, even though his mouth and nose were covered by a clothcloth, the suspicion in his eyes could not be concealed, "Once Surabaya is frozen, how can it be warm on a sunny day in three or two days?" Moreover, the Zhao army has always won quickly, and the army can cross the river in one day at most, can Lord Du break the ice before one night?"

Huan Zicheng didn't speak, only turned to look at the monstrous waves ahead.

The north wind hunted, blowing the vermilion on top of him, and the cloak was full of wind, spreading like wings, and wanted to ride the wind away.

Looking at him like this, the trace of doubt in Xue Yunheng's heart, somehow, disappeared. At that moment, he suddenly felt that with this Qinghuan's ability, maybe he really had a way to break the ice.

Xue Jianjun thought so, and the general was relieved. Huan Zicheng's voice sounded, as cold as before in the gale: "If you think about the enemy, you can reap a large number of heads by crossing the river by riding iron." ”

There was an extraordinarily cold in his voice, as if it had been blown into ice by the wind, and the cold seemed to have an echo.

Xue Yunheng looked at him with his eyebrows furrowed, and a trace of dissatisfaction crossed his phoenix eyes: "The military situation is a major event, and the general should not be a striker." ”

"The opportunity will be informed, but this is not the time. Huan Zicheng quickly replied, and a sneer came from under the iron helmet: "Meng Zong, are those three generals, Jiang, Du, and Zhou?"

The latter sentence was said to the short and fat Meng Zong.

Xue Yunheng looked to the side, and saw that at the other end of the low slope, there were three generals with white tassels, with a few guards in strong suits, who were coming in this direction against the wind, and everyone was rolling their robes, and among them, they thought that the three generals were struggling to walk.

He saw at a glance that these three people were indeed Jiang, Du, and Zhou Sansan, or generals, and he couldn't help but have a trace of disgust in his eyes, and then he had doubts again.

"Where did General Lu go? Why didn't you come?" he raised his eyes and looked around, Lu Shixing's camp was on the east side, but it was quiet at this time.

"When it's time to come, I'll come. Huan Zicheng didn't look at the three people again, but his voice suddenly turned into ice: "Only uninvited guests will come uninvited." He smiled lowly.

That Meng Zong didn't even sweep his eyes over there, but only faced Huan Zicheng with both hands: "Lord Hui, it is the three generals Jiang, Du, and Zhou." As he spoke, he quickly spat on the ground and cursed in a low voice, "bad luck".

Xue Yunheng couldn't help but laugh.

This Meng Zong's temperament is really very much to his liking, and it is much more interesting than those birds and beasts in their family, but unfortunately, they have already served the Huan family.

"But you want to stop them?" He Ying stepped forward and said.

The smile on Xue Yunheng's face immediately stiffened, and his quiet eyes shook, but he didn't speak, but looked at Huan Zicheng.

"Xue Jianjun, can you help stop these three?" Huan Zicheng said, but his eyes were thrown away from the direction of the man in black: "I still have unfinished words." ”

After a pause, he added a little apologetically: "Xue Erlangjun forgive me, this matter is extremely important to me, and please do me this favor." ”

Xue Yunheng is a cool man, and nodded without thinking: "Okay, I'll go." But there is one thing, I don't vomit or be unhappy. He looked at the man in black, and his eyes once again swelled up with strong dissatisfaction: "If this gentleman hides his head and tail again, I will not accompany him." Diaphragm!"

After speaking, without waiting for Huan Zicheng to answer, he greeted He Ying, and strode down the slope.

Huan Zicheng's face was helpless, and he turned to the man in black and whispered: "Erlang is still a young man. ”

"It doesn't matter. The man in black's tone was very calm, as if he was still smiling: "I have often heard people say that he is a good person. ”

At the end, he sighed slightly.

Huan Zicheng stopped talking and went down the other side of the gentle slope, the man in black followed, but Meng Zong stayed behind and did not follow.

On this side of the gentle slope is a sparse poplar forest, and the dead branches and remnants have been blown by the wind all year round, and even in spring and summer, they are not dense, and now it looks even more depressed.

Walking into the forest, Huan Zicheng stopped, looked back at the place he came from, his body did not move, but the wind rolled up the dark cloak, and the sound of "stunned" sounded.

"Why me?" The man in black suddenly opened his mouth, raised his hand and pulled the hood back, revealing a straight nose bone, his lips opened and closed, and his voice was like a rhyme: "Why does the Huan clan, the first crown clan of Da Chen, take the initiative to contact me?"

"It's not the Huan clan who contacted you, but me, Huan Zicheng. Huan Zicheng didn't look at him, his faint voice was imprinted in the wind, and the words were sonorous, "However, now it seems that I am Huan's." ”

The man in black didn't speak, his nose bone slightly sideways, as if looking at him in the hood.

Huan Zicheng raised his arm suddenly, rubbed his hand against the long black spike on the sword, sighed without warning, and the aura on his body eased instantly: "His Royal Highness Nine and her...... Any more contact?"

The face of the man in black, hidden under the hood, quickly became cold, but he didn't say a word.

"The Nine Emperors of Tang were exiled to Da Chen, and they met Princess Jinling in Shangjing and Qingzhou, is it wrong for me to say this?" Huan Zicheng continued, his voice still very calm: "Or, I should call your name Li Xuandu." ”

Li Xuandu stared at him suddenly, looking directly at him, under the straight nose bone, the corners of his lips were steeply hard.

The wind rose suddenly, but it couldn't bring the slightest bit of wind and sand, only the empty north wind whimpered lowly, blowing through this solemn and silent land, which seemed to be endless.

On the other side of the gentle slope, Jiang Erlang patted the invisible dust on his body, his face was gloomy, and the two generals Zhou and Du on the side were also extremely ugly at this time.

Just now, Xue Yunheng suddenly rushed over, and opened his mouth indiscriminately, from the clothes of the three of them to the military discipline and military appearance of the military camp under each of them, as if he had taken the wrong medicine, and he simply didn't take the three surnames in his eyes.

"Xue Er, this is relying on the responsibility of supervising the army, and the communiqué is here. Du Erlang's cold voice rang out, accompanied by an obvious sneer, "A son-in-law, he wants to come to this troubled water, I think he has a brain problem." 2k reading network