It was another five days since the snow stopped.

Jingwei's conditions have not been negotiated, cutting Qingzhou, in exchange for a young general who does not know whether he is alive or dead, presumably no emperor is willing to do it.

Although Emperor Jing Li Wei was unwilling to cut the land, he did not say that he would not save it.

Since you can't talk about it, then just grab the people back, even if it's another battle.

More than 70,000 Jingguo iron horsemen once again put on a posture of bending bows and horses, ready to enter the snow ridge.

However, Emperor Jing didn't want to bluff, he really killed it.

The mighty Jingguo Black Cavalry marched towards the north, and the people who were sending off on the road also volunteered to join the logistics army.

They didn't know what Jingguo's army was going to do, they only knew that His Majesty the Emperor's decision must be right.

Between the snowy mountains, in the lonely cave.

Song Hong had a somewhat worn spear head stuck in his waist, and he was gnawing on a piece of stiff meat in his mouth, he tore off a piece of it hard, it was disgusting, but it was very solid to eat in his stomach.

This was the last piece, he thought to himself.

He looked at the three corpses in front of him, his eyes darkened.

It's a scene that doesn't know how to depict it in words.

And after Song Hong finished eating this last piece of meat, looking at the three corpses, he felt a sense of satisfaction and a sense of guilt that wanted to kill himself.

He and his three closest tent guards were completely integrated.

Or rather, two of them, because Song Hong felt a little disgusted when he ate Lao Wu's corpse.

He knew that if he hadn't put the boy's blood in his mouth that day, nothing like this would have happened.

But the young man's warm blood water, like the duck blood vermicelli soup he drank at Xiangguo's Mansion, made him unable to stop.

He didn't have this strange fetish, just because he was too hungry and too cold.

In fact, when the young man was lying quietly in front of Lao Lu's grave that day, Song Hong also took out the tiger skin from his arms that was not much different from the one left by the young man.

He also wanted to leave it to the young man, but the young man was even more ruthless than him.

During this period, Cheng Qingzhi brought people to look for this place, but he still found nothing.

Many generals who have been in the line have lost their interest, and looking for a Jingguo person is better than nesting in the imperial city.

Only Cheng Qingzhi is alone, still leading the team to search, and it has never stopped

Song Hong looked at the loose stones at the entrance of the cave, but he didn't dare to touch them.

He eats people..

After going out, I'm afraid that this matter will be known, and if it is known by the person in Chang'an, maybe Song Hong will really go crazy.

So he chose to stay with these three corpses and stay in Snow Ridge forever.

But the desire for life and the fear of death are unavoidable for a person.

Song Hong still came out of the cave...

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On that day, Jingguo's iron cavalry went straight into the snow ridge, and the patriotic soldiers guarding in front of the snow ridge rushed into chaos.

Cheng Qingzhi led the army to intercept it, but the troops were insufficient, outnumbered, and almost captured.

Cheng Qingzhi believed that Song Hong was not dead, and similarly, Xi Fang also believed.

So Cheng Qingzhi saw Xi Fang for the first time in his life, and it was also the last time.

The moment he heard Jing Guotie riding into the snow ridge, Song Hong decided to go out of the mountain.

He repeatedly muttered in his heart that it was the young man and the old man who wanted to let him live, so he was fulfilling the last wish of these two, so he didn't feel sorry for them after eating them.

He can't live up to the two, so he has to live well.

He slapped away the stones outside the cave that were no longer so fast, and stood at the entrance of the cave like that, carrying three pieces of clothing behind his back, and three white bones wrapped in them.

At the moment when Song Hong got on the horse, he looked back at Cheng Qingzhi, who was standing in the distance and looking at him from afar.

It's just that Cheng Qingzhi's face is blurred, and Xi Yuanxiu's face is gradually becoming clearer.

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"Master Hou's story must be the first time to tell it to others!"

Xi Yuanxiu looked at An Dinghou's trembling hands and said slowly.

Andinghou drank three glasses of wine in a row and did not speak.

Xi Yuanxiu rubbed his legs with his hands and said, "Back then, everyone was thinking about how Master Hou survived half a month in that snowy ridge, but they never thought that it was nearly a month. ”

Xi Yuanxiu continued: "How did Master Hou dispose of the bones of those three people? ”

"The young man brought it to his cousin, Lao Lu's sent it back to his hometown, and Lao Wu's was thrown on the street, where did they come from in our army, so naturally they have to go back!"

Andinghou also seemed to have a little more wrinkles at this time, and looking back on these things, this was the first time in many years.

He didn't dare to think about it, but he was forced by Xi Yuanxiu on the other side to go back to that day.

"That young man's surname is Xue!"

Xi Yuanxiu picked up a piece of tofu and didn't put it on the plate, he was waiting for An Dinghou's answer.

In the middle of the night, the tofu broke in half and fell on the table, as if the tears of the Marquis of Anding had dropped on the young man's face.

The sound is small, but it is enough to bring a person to his senses.

An Dinghou closed his eyes and said, "Xue Luping's cousin! ”

"So Master Hou came here today to save Xue Luping, even if he is really the mastermind of the salt case?"

"But he's not, even if he is, Ben Hou can still save it!"

"Because Xue Luyuan is far away?"

"Hmm!"

Xi Yuanxiu looked at the prestigious first-rank military marquis sitting opposite him, and suddenly laughed.

Andinghou didn't feel that the other party was laughing at him, but it made him a little uncomfortable.

Xi Yuanxiu grabbed the tofu that fell on the table with his hand, chewed it slowly, and then asked: "You live because of Xue Luyuan's meat, so you love the house and Wu, and want to save Xue Luping's life, so when my father was imprisoned, why did you disappear!" ”

Xi Yuanxiu suddenly looked excited, and said: "Didn't your majesty agree to send troops under my father's repeated requests, some people suspected that you had eaten the bones of those three people, but my father said that you didn't eat, so you didn't eat, since Hou Ye understands the truth of Entubao, then where did you go back then?" ”

An Dinghou looked at Xi Yuanxiu now as if he saw Xi Fang, and the two figures were stacked together.

"A lot of things, it's not as simple as you think, Ben Hou couldn't do anything back then!"

"Is there nothing you can do, Andinghou, who has 300,000 heavy soldiers, actually said that he can't do anything!"

An Dinghou saw Xi Yuanxiu standing opposite him, and felt that he didn't look like Xi Fang.

"Rebellion, if you rebel and save your father, why don't I want to give it a try?"

Xi Yuanxiu was stunned by Andinghou's words, can't 300,000 soldiers and horses save his father, so what kind of person is this man.

Xi Yuanxiu suddenly knelt down to Andinghou, and said in a firm tone: "Uncle, nephew, please give you one thing!" ”

An Dinghou seemed to have expected Xi Yuanxiu to do this, and he calmly replied, "Then you have to eat well!" ”

Xi Yuanxiu looked up at An Dinghou, and his eyes revealed great joy.

Xi Yuanxiu hurriedly sat on the stool with vegetables, and his mind was full of thoughts about returning to Beijing.

And Andinghou thought of the young man who took out half a tiger skin.