Unable to withstand the sudden oppressive force, the four wolves stepped on the quicksand and sank deeper and deeper, and the wolf rider howled and began to become restless.

The manic heartbeat of the general on the wolf's back reached his throat in panic, unable to bear the pressure above him or control the turmoil below him, his center of gravity suddenly lost, and his whole body was shaky, like a string of dirt hanging from the edge of the cliff.

This person is not a bystander, it is the protector general who commands the 88th Army of Mocang - Spa Jia!

With angry eyes open, looking down at all kinds of things under the halberd, a series of warnings of shaking the mountains touched every nerve in him, Wei Kaixuan immediately lifted the halberd, spun around, and returned to the yellow sand ground.

Looking back, I saw that the spargar on the wolf's ride fell into the yellow sand, and with two scimitars that could not be grasped, they also slid down, and were swallowed by the quicksand little by little, and finally disappeared in front of him.

He froze his sword eyebrows, immediately made a decision, raised his halberd and turned around and walked towards Spa Jia, he seemed to really interpret the surging yellow sand into a sea of sand, and the steps of the dragonfly and the water were staggered, gradually approaching Si Bajia step by step.

Since Qin Huai said, perennial guarding the border pass, there are only two kinds of weather in his season, one is the cold ice and snow, the other is the wind and yellow sand, there are 18 years of border guarding, there are 18 years of habitual, the cold-resistant nature has long been forged into the bones, as for the raging wind and sand, it is just the normal state of the sun rising and the moon in his eyes, walking in this flowing yellow sand, it is natural to walk on the ground, like a fish in water.

His movements were so fast that Spa had no time to react, and with a flick of his fingers, he was still clutching two handfuls of fast-moving yellow sand, trying to find something to cling to, but at this time, he was threatened by the long halberd that fell in the air and could not move.

"Let's get caught!"

Glaring at the Spargar under the halberd, Wei Kaixuan said indifferently.

The eyebrows of the inverted eight were like paint, and a pair of wolf eyes burst into a cold star, revealing a sneer.

"Wei Triumph! What if you capture me? The banner of my Mocang Wind Country has already been planted in every city of Li Sang, and your Li Sang's court is now occupied by the Mo Cang royal family, and Li San is dead! Kill me, and you won't be able to change the fact that the country is gone! At this time, in my eyes, you are nothing more than a slave to the country! ”

Spakar shouted, his rough mustache raised as he opened his teeth.

"I don't think so!"

Wei Kaixuan scolded, and his voice melted into the north wind, powerful and powerful.

"If a city is not broken, this Lisan will always be called Lissan! But as long as our guard is still triumphant, the wolf rider of Mocang will never be able to break through the mountains and rivers of Lisang! ”

"Hahaha! What an invincible Wei Triumph! What a brave and loyal general of the Northern Frontier! Have you ever wondered what you have gained for all your faithfulness? It is a letter of the Nine Heavens, guarding the frontier for 18 years! Hehe, as far as I know, in the past eighteen years, I'm afraid you have never been recalled by your Resan monarch! Spaka laughed wildly.

"What if I presented this letter myself?"

Wei Kaixuan smiled at the wind, and suddenly asked rhetorically, the robe he was wearing behind him rose and fell, making the sound of hunting.

"You are a great meritorious, a supreme minister! How can you be willing to defend the frontier! ”

"In this way, as a well-known protector general of the Desert Wind Country, you are in order to ascend to the realm of the Ninety-Five Venerable one day?"

"You don't want to talk nonsense! Wei Triumph! This world has changed, you and your triumphant army are destined to change nothing, if you obey Mocang, there is still a fertile ground to defend! If you insist on stopping it, you will only make the blood of the enemy more and more shed! ”

"Without this splendid mountain and river, what's the use of me guarding that fertile land!"

Completely enraged by Spa Jia, Wei Kaixuan's five fingers tightened, and a white light flashed in his eyes, forcing the halberd under his armor even tighter!

Suddenly, a handful of sand flew in front of him, the sand grains were like flying arrows, and the rolling dust was like a thin fog barrier, instantly covering his blurred eyes, his throbbing pupils constricted, and the danger signal melted into the blood of his whole body: The sand is poisonous!

The battle robe behind him was subconsciously raised by him, and when it fell, there was nothing else under the halberd except the flowing yellow sand! Frowning his eyebrows, he swept around, and under the violently fluctuating sand slope, Spajia's figure flickered, like a flash in the pan, and he immediately clenched his halberd, wanting to drive straight along the sand slope, but his shoulder was grabbed by someone wildly.

I saw Yuan Zhao shaking his head at him, with a drop of blood on his tight brow.

"Boss! There's a whirlpool of quicksand down there, so don't risk it! ”

He glanced back at the sand slope, and the sand particles were slowly rolling down the sand slope and finally quickly swept into a whirlpool.

Under the fortress, the raging fire burned enthusiastically, illuminating the whole fortress as if it were day, and above the fortress, countless figures who raised their glasses and celebrated melted into the flames, sometimes twisting, sometimes jumping, like a wanton dance.

"All the battles, we can be described as a succession of victories! As long as we hold the Duping Pass, the werewolves will not be able to enter Yanyong City, Tingzhou, Yanzhou, and Qinan, these three important capitals will not be breached, as long as these three capitals are still there, this vicious battle, the werewolves will never want to win! General Cheng Cheng said heartily with a glass of wine.

"Having said that, it's just, when can we hit Qin Huai?" A chubby soldier leaned against the wall, grabbed the wine in his hand, and asked.

"In the past half a month, Kyushu has fallen, and now the werewolf iron cavalry is all over Kyushu, and we can only defend the remaining cities to have a way back. If we want to counterattack, I am afraid it will take time. A tall soldier asked.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down, only the sound of sporadic pouring of wine, the black big head who was guarding the wall with a weapon, shook his head, and shouted to the fat soldier: "You fat man, every day I think about going back to Qinhuai, going back to Qinhuai, it's endless!" ”

The fat soldier muttered impatiently, "Oops! I don't think I'm going to be able to get my wife! ”

"Hahahaha! ......Seeing the virtue of the fat soldier, everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing, but after laughing, some people's eyes couldn't help but fall into contemplation.

"Nine months ago, the family letter said that she was pregnant, and now the child is estimated to have landed, and I don't know if it is a man or a woman..."

"Hey! You fat man! I can't see that you're all a father! "Classic

"When this battle is over, I will go to Hongfu Tower to set up ten tables, and everyone here will come when the time comes!"

"The fat man's face must be given! Must go! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! ......”

As he was shouting, Yuan Zhao suddenly walked out of the dark castle and looked at everyone.

"Come, come, come! Vice-marshal! Come and drink! Someone immediately greeted and called, and then someone handed over the wine, and frequently came to Yuan Zhao's side.

It's just that Yuan Zhao's face has no expression, his thin lips are tightly closed, and his two slanted eyebrows are serious. Seeing this, a series of staccato voices of the soldiers gradually died out in the fierce flames.

Yuan Zhao's eyes raised, and Zhengse ordered: "The Triumphant Army listens to the order!" ”

At the beginning of the day, all the soldiers knelt on the ground in unison, their expressions solemn, and they could only hear it.

"In the past few days, from the first battle of Jinzhou to the first battle of Cicada Water and then to the first battle of Dupingguan, we have won great victories one after another, in order to reward the army, the lord will have an order, go out of the city tomorrow to catch wolves, and open a wolf banquet at night!"

"Order!"

The sound of stormy waves instantly stirred up in this fortress, and the north wind swept the indulgent shouts, layer by layer, and flew out of the fortress, rolling up the long yellow sand, flying farther and farther.

In the yellow sand, a song of Xiao Yin melts into the gentle evening breeze, like resentment and admiration, like crying and complaining.

"The boss is playing the flute again?" Wei Xiaojiang climbed to the top by the escalator from the dark castle, slipped around, and sat next to the coach. "It's just that the sound of the flute tonight is different from the past."

"What's the difference?" He put down the flute on his lips, withdrew his gaze from a distance, and looked at him, his tone slightly curious.

"The sound of the flute has not changed, but when the flute is played, the direction of looking far away has changed." He is serious.

Every time a battle is won, the army is carnival, only the commander likes to play the flute on a high place alone, and the flute sound played every time is the same, it has never changed, what really has changed, I am afraid that only the heavier emotions in the flute sound!

"In the past, when you were in the north, you always liked to look at the north side of the flute, but now you have turned to the south."

He raised his hand and pointed to the south, the direction of the faintly shining star.

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth were like a smile, and he began to ask: "Punish you for meditating in the dark castle, why did you run out again?" It sounded like a reproach, but his tone was as flat as usual, without a trace of sternness.

"Hehe, it was the deputy marshal who let me out." He smiled heavily, as if he was embarrassed, and lowered his head.

"Now that you've been released, why are you still restless? What are you doing here? He asked lightly.

"I..."Wei Xiaojiang hesitated, and said for a long time: "I'm coming to you to go down and drink!" ”

He propped his hands back, looked up at the vast sky, and his eyes flickered with the sparse stars.

"No need, let's go!"

Hearing that the boss was going to send him away, he was a little sullen. was stared at by the coach for a long time, and he didn't know what to say, so the word "oh" came out faintly.

Straightened up and didn't want to go and had to go, and saw the coach's urging eyes move away, and he sat down with a bang, and asked: "No, the boss hasn't told me why he suddenly turned south?" ”

Seeing that he was entangled, he didn't urge anymore, but couldn't help but look in the direction of his mouth, where the stars were faint and worried.

"Because there is a place there, called Qin Huai."

Hearing this, he was even more curious, in his memory, the places he knew were only around the northern frontier, and he had never heard of Qin Huai.

Looking in the direction that the boss was staring into, he couldn't help but ask, "Qin Huai?" What is that place? ”

The boss smiled and said lightly: "Soon, we will go back." ”

Holding his chin, Wei Xiaojiang's eyes were full of confusion.

After a long time, in the long yellow sand, there was suddenly a series of horses' hooves.

"Tell the chief general that there is a woman in black in the city who asks to see you." Yuan Zhao came to report.

Soon, the boss went down to the city and went to the barracks, and Wei Xiaojiang also followed, but the idlers in the barracks were temporarily repatriated, and he could only look through the screen and look at it from the back.

I saw that after the boss wrote hard in front of the case, he handed over the secret letter in his hand to the masked woman, and it was only a cup of tea.

The wind and sand rose again, and a black shadow flew fast all the way south, disappearing into the yellow sand, only a string of sparse horseshoe prints remained there, gradually blurring.

On the fortress, the swaying and slightly drunk figure slowly fell silent, only the banner standing high was still fluttering like fire, endless, endless.