Kyoto, which is covered in heavy snow, is a vast white expanse as far as the eye can see.

The snowflakes fell silently, like sheared goose feathers in mid-air, and as far as the eye could see, only the city tower loomed at the end of the long street.

A black figure appeared in the heavy snow, and the sound of horses' hooves was fast and urgent, sweeping through the long street like sharp arrows breaking through the sky.

The snow fell silently on his black cloak, and as he moved along, the snowflakes touched the hem of his black coat, and then fluttered and fell off like velvet flowers blooming in the dark.

The people on the horse looked haggard and eager.

When he arrived at the palace gate, the man did not stop, he held the reins in one hand and held up a sign in the other, and when the soldiers guarding the door saw the sign, they all made way of a passage, and the black figure disappeared at the palace gate.

The palace gates are heavy, and they are opened one after another.

The emperor sat on top of the court, worried and swollen.

The black figure strode forward, and with his steps, there seemed to be a gust of wind in the court.

"陛xià! The war in the Northwest is urgent! ”

There was an uproar.

This is the third time in the past 10 days that the war in the northwest has been urgent.

A month ago, the general of the Jin soldiers, Hanuchi, suddenly raised troops and unexpectedly attacked the territory of the Great Zhou, and the emperor successively dispatched 100,000 elite soldiers, but still failed to repel the crazy attack of the Jin soldiers.

The soldiers were killed and wounded, the front line was in frequent emergencies, and the emperor's face was so black that it could drip water.

"Your Majesty, Weichen asks for orders to fight in the northwest!"

Yang Qingcheng took a step forward and automatically asked Ying to fight.

Those people before were all from the Song family, and they couldn't take down the golden soldiers when they sent 100,000 troops successively, Yang Qingcheng was both happy and anxious.

The good news is that the reputation of the Song family is worrisome, and the urgency is that the war is urgent, but the emperor refuses to send his Yang family's soldiers!

This is clearly because they are afraid that their power will continue to expand, so they will check and balance.

"Your Majesty, the last general will be ordered to fight in the northwest!"

A sonorous and powerful voice came, and Song Wu, the prince of Zhenguo, also came out to ask for help.

This is already this month, I don't know how many times I have asked for help.

The emperor initially thought that he would repel the tens of thousands of golden soldiers. There is no need to use generals, only a few soldiers need to be dispatched, and the 100,000 troops of the Great Zhou Dynasty will definitely be able to defeat the Jin soldiers. I didn't expect that Jin Bing to be so stubborn.

"It's been less than a year since Zhenguo Gong returned to Beijing, so why not rest and recuperate for a while?" Yang Qingnian said with a smile.

Song Wu turned his head and said coldly, "Don't bother Lord Shoufu, the last general is in the prime of life, even if he doesn't stop for three days and three nights, he will not only raid the battle and kill the enemy!" ”

He was in the prime of life. And Yang Qingcheng is nearly sixty.

Is this a mockery of his old age?

Yang Qingcheng secretly clenched his hands, and turned to the emperor, "Your Majesty, the three generations of my Yang family have fought on the battlefield, killed countless enemies, and the blood splashed under Weichen's hands is unknown.

Although General Song is brave, the soldiers sent out now are frequently in a hurry. Weichen is not talented, but he also knows that now is not the time to fight for a moment, the emperor, Weichen is willing to lead the troops to the battle. Take the head of Nahanu Chixiang personally! ”

The emperor's gaze swept under the court.

The whole court was full of people, but no one spoke anymore.

The battle between the Yang family and the Song family has not been a day and a half, and the emperor has not said anything to stop it, and these little people will not speak out again.

Immortals fight, what do they have to do with these mortals?

"It is precisely because the soldiers sent out by my Song family are frequently in a hurry that the last general has to make a difference!" Song Wulang said, "The food of the king bears the worries of the king, and the last general is willing to make a military order, not to return the golden soldiers, and is willing to be dealt with by military law!" ”

Yang Qingcheng was stunned.

He was not surprised that Song Wu dared to make a military order. After setting up a military order, if he can't retreat from the enemy, I'm afraid there will be no one in this world who can compete with his Yang family.

"Good! General Song, I will allocate another 30,000 elite soldiers to you. Go out to the northwest on the same day, if you don't retreat from the enemy, come and see you! ”

Song Wu issued a military order, and the emperor immediately made a decision.

At night, the snow was still falling in Kyoto, and the torches in the hands of the sergeants lit up the entire long street, and the mighty procession carried the momentum of scarcity and slaughter.

Song Wufei got on the horse. He didn't look at Song Yu standing at the door anymore, and disappeared into the vast night in an instant.

Song Yu stood in place, watching his father in a military uniform go away.

What kind of ability the soldiers of the Song family have, he doesn't need his father to say, he also understands.

This expedition to the northwest has been blocked several times, and the war in the northwest has been frequently urgent, if there is nothing unusual about this matter, Song Yu will not believe it anyway.

had to force Zhen Guogong to personally kill the enemy, and left his only son Song Yu, who was only fifteen years old, in Beijing, who could have such skills......

Song Yu's deep eyes were like a dagger blade, cold and ruthless.

At the end of the long street, deep in the invisible attic, a petite figure leans close to the roof.

Tonight's Kyoto was lit up by torches, but there was not a single sound.

The footprints on the ground were soon covered with snow, obscuring the fact that a large group of people had walked by, and all the qiē in the world was covered by this white snow.

Tomorrow will appear in people's eyes, and it will still be a pure white world.

Qiu Ci leaned tightly on the top of the eaves, not allowing himself to make the slightest sound.

I'm afraid something big has happened.

She recognized the leading soldier as Song Wu, the father of Song Yu.

It is not trivial to be able to dispatch the town to personally lead the troops.

Qiu Yumu sent Zhen Guogong out of the city gate, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

If someone finds her hiding here, even if nothing happens, she will be arrested as a thief.

She was about to sneak back to the house quietly, but saw a few dark shadows flash at the end of the long street.

The black shadow's figure was fast, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the darkness.

What's going on??

Isn't Kyoto peaceful?

Qiu Ci's mind moved slightly, and the person immediately followed.

She has been in Zhuxi for more than half a year, and she has also brought up the light skills that she did not practice in her previous life, and now she has made great progress in footwork and exercises, and her current skills even exceed those in her previous life.

Qiu Ci hung behind those dark shadows like a light cat, turned a few streets, and she was shocked to find that these people were actually heading towards the Zhenguo Mansion!

Zhenguo Gong Song Wu has just left the city, what do these people want to do?

Qiu Ci thought of Song Yu.

Could it be that he wanted to take advantage of the absence of Zhenguo Gong to be unfavorable to Song Yu?

Akiji was taken aback by the idea of herself.

Probably not, even if the Zhenguo Gong is not there, the guards of the Zhenguo Mansion are not vegetarians.

Those black shadows may not be as good as her in terms of light skills, but looking at those skills, Qiu Ci can judge that they must be equipped with martial arts, and their martial arts are not low.

Such a few people, mixed with the night, touched the Zhenguo Mansion, with ill intentions!

Can she inform Song Yu?

Just as he was thinking about it, those black shadows had already touched the roof of the Song family.

One of them nodded to the others, pinched his nose and meowed.

This is, there is an internal response?

But in a moment, a slight cat's cry also sounded in the Zhenguo Mansion.

Qiu Ci is a person who practices martial arts, and her hearing acumen is not comparable to ordinary people, and these two extremely subtle cat chirps are obviously secret signals.

She became more and more sure of the conjecture in her mind. (To be continued.) )