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A few days later, the prince personally led the army to Sucheng, attracting people from Beijing to send them far away, hunting with banners, men in armor, and the roar almost broke through the sky. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On the willow plain, there is no spring lady today, only to see the long array like a snake, do not smell the silk and bamboo orchestra, and can listen to the copper drum horn.

The crown princess held the wine and sent it off, and said: "The concubine is in Beijing, and I hope that you will return triumphantly." ”

The prince drank the wine from his cup and straddled his horse.

All the way to the west, farewell to the rich and noble, the horses' hooves are staggered, and the smoke and dust can be seen.

The crown princess watched the last person of the army disappear outside the wide road, only to hear the maid's urging, hang down her sour arm, and step into the golden chariot of Huiluan.

In the far distance on the Liaoyang Plain, Du Yu led the twelve black-clothed guards, and also urged the horse to gallop to the northwest.

Today is the thirteenth day of the fourth month of the ninth year of heaven and the ninth year.

It is also the first year of the Chaoyang dynasty recorded by Jin Huaguo, the first year of the empress's accession to the throne and the change of the year name.

In the bitter cold land outside the pass, but I don't know which emperor's year name to use, although it is April, spring seems to have never arrived, there are still fine broken snow floating all over the sky, snow falls from the nine days, and then falls in the dust, the world is vast and colorless.

At the foot of the col, a group of people and cattle and horses passed through a narrow stone road, and when they reached the valley, they suddenly heard a deafening roar and the horses' hooves galloping hastily, it was a horse thief! The shepherd who was driving the cattle and horses was suddenly alarmed, but it seemed that they had been prepared for such a thing, and after a short period of astonishment, the herdsmen also drew their sabers and bows and arrows, and wanted to fight the horse thief.

The thief on horseback approached in an instant, possessed and drew his sword, the knife saw blood, and the blood flowed all over the ground, and a team of shepherds driving cattle and sheep met the thieves who robbed, it seems that this is never a new thing here, and no one knows which way they will meet these plague gods.

Not far away, on the pile of barren rocks, which is not too high, there is a person standing, with a hood on his head, holding a short sword with a foot length in his hand, and his long hair flying in the wind, it is a woman, such weather, such a place, a lonely woman, this scene is really a little too weird, the people under the col have killed people, but they have not noticed it at all.

The bloody breath was swept up by the wind, and the woman moved her eyes to see where the screams were located, and suddenly, she rose with the wind and snow, ethereal like the lightest snowflake, and no one saw how she drew her sword, nor how she made a move.

She floated like a snow from the side of the man to the man's back, but the hot blood followed her like a thread, and behind her fell one man after another, horse thieves, who rolled off their horses and were trampled by the hooves of horses, who were not dead, but must have died too.

Maybe only a quarter of an hour, no, maybe just a breath, a blink of an eye, fourteen horse thieves, none of them survived.

The shepherds who had fallen in a pool of blood were already stunned, and one of the young men, who was less injured, struggled to his feet, staggered up to her, bowed down, and said, "Are you the goddess of the snow-capped mountains, who saw us suffering so much, and came to our rescue?"

The woman shook her head, she wiped the dagger clean, retracted it into its sheath, and said, "I'm looking for two people." ”

At night, the bonfire was lit, the dead cattle and sheep were freshly skinned and barbecued, the wounded bandaged each other, and some people counted the losses and sighed, "There are many dead cattle and sheep, not enough." ”

The young man before said: "Uncle Hule, it's good for people to live, the cattle and sheep are dead, wait for the weather to be warmer, and have more lives, there will always be a way to live." ”

The sorrow on the face of the old herdsman Hule has not been alleviated, "The king is going to welcome the princess of Jinhua as the queen, we will definitely offer three thousand cattle and sheep as a congratulatory gift, otherwise we will be driven out of Yaozhou in the coming year, and we will be bleeding all over the land from the source of the river, and the place of the Tuli people will be in the west, where do we have a way to live." ”

The young man was also a little depressed, and saw that the woman had been sitting silently beside him, and said busily: "Girl, thank you very much today, great kindness, we are really grateful, I don't know who you want to find? ”

The woman moved her eyes, took off her hood, revealing a face that was too pale, and she said, "Turks?"

The young man was stunned, the woman's face was pale and almost not like a living person, he suppressed the surprise that surged in his heart, and nodded again, "What we encountered during the day was the Turks, they have been quite rampant recently, originally we were here in the northern plains of Yaozhou, they never came, who knew that they were ambushed and attacked, thanks to the girl, otherwise I am afraid that we will also become the rations of the jackal." ”

The woman exhaled, and was quickly blown away by the wind, "How do I go to them?"

The young man was startled, but another person heard it and hurriedly said, "What is the girl looking for them? If they knew that the girl had killed them today, they would be afraid that it would not be good, because those people appeared in groups like wild wolves, greedy and ferocious like jackals, and the girl is so good at it, but she can't deal with so many jackals!"

The young man nodded hurriedly: "Exactly, the Turks are the most cunning and vicious, when the old King Wurong gathered tens of thousands of troops to attack Xiayi, those people never faced the battle head-on, and when the army was stationed, they came to attack like a ghost, and the girl was alone, it was really not a place to go." ”

The woman held the sword, the sword was dull, her face was still not bloody from the firelight, her lips were slightly chapped, and her eyes seemed to be filled with the emptiness and silence of the plain, and her hair was messy, slightly hanging down on her cheeks.

"I have people who must be killed. She said.

The young man was a little frightened for a while, because of this faint words, as well as her lonely eyes, he thought that the woman who saved their lives would be a goddess who suddenly descended to earth, but he never thought that she was like Shura at this moment!

"He, they ......" he tried to show her the way, but he didn't know where to point.

"If the girl really wants to go, cross this lone wolf mountain, it will be the Tuli River, and if you walk for three days, it will be the territory of the Turks. Hurler pointed to the West.

The woman turned her head, and in the night, there were no stars or moons, only on the top of the mountain, and the faint silhouette could see its danger.

The woman stood up and took two steps forward.

"The girl left her name, we Yaozhou people will repay the kindness, and the children and grandchildren will remember the girl's name!" the young man said loudly.

The woman's feet froze, what should she be called? Is it Wen Xi, or is it the person's Ah Zhi......

She's nothing anymore, just she, just a lonely person living in the world.

She shook her head, "No name, no words." After finishing speaking, he drifted away, leaving no trace.

"Aunt, aunt......" The young man wanted to catch up and ask, but Hule pulled him and said, "You can't catch up, that girl, no one must be able to catch up." ”

The young man looked into the deep night, and there was no sign of people, only the roar and roar of wild wolves.