After all, her weak limbs made her gradually stop, and her horse control skills have always been very good, so she easily changed her position, pulled the reins steadily, and her arms ached for a moment, but the woman's face was bright, and a pair of smart black eyes smiled into a crescent moon.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded behind her, far away, but not close, and she knew it was Zuo Cripple.

A bright red petal brushes in front of you, driving bursts of fragrance, mixed with the smell of cold snow, which is particularly refreshing.

She looked down the slope, only to see a large area of red gorgeous flowers under the steep slope with their heads held high, the petals slightly rolled down, layered on top of each other, no branches and leaves, and the branches were very long, like a straight female soldier, a tenacious heroic spirit in the beauty, in the cold climate, it was able to bloom such beautiful flowers.

She wanted to plant one, but she thought that it was not easy for them to bloom, and that if they were plucked, they would eventually wither, so she turned the steed, clamped her belly, and ran towards the camp.

At this moment, a head appeared under the snow rock on the steep slope, the man's eyebrows were elegant, with a strong smell of books, probably hearing the sound of horses' hooves, he stopped pulling herbs, looked up at the source of the sound, but only saw the tail of the flying horse.

The fate of people is a foot in life, and it is difficult to find a foot.

If Zhen Yue can stay a little longer, maybe she will see this person who emerges from the flowers, and there may be a turning point in fate, and many things will be different, if the man raises his head earlier, he will definitely see the woman who is worried about her every day, and they will definitely run hand in hand to fill the sadness of seven years.

The man waved the snow on his robe. Carrying the medicine basket, and towards the west slope of the hill, the walk is a little light, unlike the perennial martial arts man, the gestures are gentle and elegant, the Bell Plain is covered with snow all the year round, and there are very few herbs that can grow, but they are all good treasures, and they have to heal the refugees gathered in the Qilian Mountains at night to treat the wind and cold, and they are bound to run a few more mountains today.

Think so. The man's pace gradually picked up. He rubbed his hands, put them to his lips and sighed, looking at the vast blue sky, his heart still praying the same. Yue'er. Where are you? Be sure to live well. Waiting for my brother!

The second battle between the Beiying army and the Turkan was not fought in the end, and for the next two days, the Turkan closed the door without fighting. Guarding the city gate to the death, making a group of hot-blooded soldiers anxious, if the city gate is not breached, the people inside will be unable to sleep and eat for a day.

"Report!"

Outside the big tent in the barracks, the detectives knelt on one knee with solemn faces.

"Come in."

In the camp tent of the northwest deerskin, there were generals of different ranks standing on both sides, they were all dressed in black armor, and everyone was angry.

"Report to Your Highness, the Turkan army in Guangling City hung a whole row of people's corpses on the city gate, and even more rampantly ordered our army to retreat two miles away, not to retreat for a day, and to hang a row of corpses for a day until our army retreated." The detective's back shuddered.

"Tudan, son of a bitch, dares to threaten us! These shrunken turtles, don't come out to fight, play these tricks! "Cavalry General Zhao He, angry with seven holes, even pulled out the long knife on his waist, and wanted to attack Tudan's bed immediately.

"You go down first, and continue to investigate." Teng Jian waved his hand, his eyebrows frowning slightly.

"Yes." The detective slowly bowed and retreated.

The cold wind blew the curtains, and the snow drifted in.

Bei Mo Ling turned his back to everyone, in front of him was the topographic map of Guangling City, Lingqiu, and Qingu Pass, his posture was upright, his face was flat, and he did not disturb his mind because of the threat of Tudan, and his eyes were staring at the heavy land of Qingu Pass like a torch.

"Your Highness, what now? Tutan is afraid that it will not be able to sink, and the Thirteenth Army and the Iron Eagle Army will arrive in three days, and then a large army will be pressed down and attack Guangling. Teng Jian said in a deep voice.

The corners of Bei Mo Ling's mouth hooked slightly, and his slender finger pointed at Qin Gu Pass: "Tu Dan is delaying time now, it must be waiting for the last main army to come, and then attack Qin Gu Pass, we can't wait, wait, they have more troops." ”

"Your Highness, what about the people? If it spreads out, and the army will not save them when they see death, won't it chill the hearts of the soldiers? "General Zhao He has been stationed outside all the year round, and he has the deepest contact with the people and the softest heart.

"General Zhao, we should focus on the overall situation, we can't compromise because of a few people, that will put the entire Beiying in an unfavorable situation, Tutan will let our army retreat, doesn't General Zhao understand? They want to jump over the Bell Plains from the front right and hit the Qingu Pass! Teng Jian said sharply.

"It's ......." General Zhao He opened his mouth, but finally lost his voice.

"Prepare to attack with all your strength tomorrow, be sure to break through Guangling when the reinforcements from Tudan arrive, and then encircle and suppress the main army of Tudan!" Beimo Ling's voice was cold, and after speaking, he waved his robe and walked to the door of the tent.

As soon as the man stepped out of the tent, he saw a beautiful figure not far away, the cloak on his shoulders dancing wildly in the wind, and he looked more and more thin.

"Are you waiting for me?" Bei Mo Ling walked up to her and asked, she has never come to the military camp, but today she is standing not far away, there must be something to tell him.

Zhen Yue was slightly stunned when she heard the sudden voice, and then said with a cold face: "I heard that Tudan has hung the corpses of many people on the city wall, and threatens to evacuate two miles away, otherwise the people will be slaughtered every day." ”

"Well, you don't have to worry about these things."

"So how are you going to do it? Tomorrow's direct assault? Zhen Yue saw the man walking forward with a gloomy face, knowing that she shouldn't care about Beiying's war, she also wanted to ignore it, but she was unwilling to ask her, so she immediately stepped forward to catch up with the man and asked in a deep voice: "Bei Moling!" Do you really watch your people die under someone else's butcher's knife! ”

"In the battlefield, there will inevitably be sacrifices, because a few people will obey the threat of Tudan, what do you think the dignity of the Beiying army is! Retreating two miles will only fuel their rampantness, and tomorrow I will attack Guangling. Bei Mo Ling stopped, his face was extremely gloomy, and his tone was tough.

"Bei Mo Ling." Zhen Yue exhaled and said slowly: "It's easy to take the world, it's difficult to defend the world, just because of the word people, the whole world is loess, the world is composed of the people, Beiying force makes the people obey, if you don't save you today, and abandon the people like a shoe, it will only chill the hearts of the people, and chill the hearts of the soldiers in the border cities, in this way, the people's resentment will surge, and when Beiying is weakened, it will push this matter to the peak of the incident, which will become a sharp knife, Bei Moling, to unify the world, you must have a heart of love for the people, and become the people, Defeated the people, this is the way of benevolence, the eternal way of kings. (To be continued......)