In the wind and snow, a beacon stands upright.

After this beacon was taken down by the raid of the Deacon, it has now completely changed its appearance. The original trenches around the beacon have been deepened, and several more layers have been set up in the deer bar. Only the passage in and out has been widened and widened, so that it is easy for the green wolves of the Ruling Department to ride and drive.

Although the Turks did not have the ability to build a defense system as strong as the Han Chinese, they still had the ability to strengthen the various defense facilities left behind. In such a cold and snowy place, driving the slave soldiers to cut down trees and dig trenches is also a lot of hard work!

With this beacon as the center, four military villages were also established in the style of the Han people, and they were divided into four sides. Although these military villages seem to be very rudimentary and crude, there are also defensive weaknesses. However, as soon as the four military villages were erected, the entire army camp suddenly became much more stable.

Sandwiched in by the military fortress on all sides, and guarding the central beacon, is the continuous cowhide tabernacle. These cowhide tents were covered with snow, standing silently, and it was thousands of green wolves riding on the snowy fields, seemingly waiting to attack and bite their prey!

In addition to this, the other beacons that were knocked down were also transformed into such a shape, guarding the horns and forming a continuous formation on the snowfield. After dealing with the Han people for so long, in recent years, thousands of Han people have been taken captive, both military and civilian. The Turks are also slowly learning the skills of the Han Chinese.

Rao set up a fairly stable camp, and tried his best to use all kinds of means of warmth, but stationed here, it is still too difficult an errand, these days, the Turkic green wolf riding the wind and cold of the people there are always hundreds of thousands, busy with the army of witch doctors and Chinese doctors, the camp is set up everywhere to boil the decoction, how many slave soldiers are taking care of the fire, supplying firewood, the camp is filled with a strange smell of herbs.

In this sortie, the Turks did not carry much grain and straw, and after being stationed for a period of time, although they were far from the time to see the bottom, they were not advancing or retreating, and they were consuming on this snowfield, and the army's morale was inevitably panicked. And Zhi Bihe is still firmly seated in the beacon of the Chinese army, unmoved.

Although he is old and sick this year, everything is mostly done on behalf of Zhibihe, but Zhibihe is always the Dinghai Shenshen Needle of the Zhibihe, he sits here peacefully, and the green wolf of the Zhibi's family rides, no matter what he thinks, he can settle down and endure all the hardships on this snowfield!

Outside the beacon, the wind and snow turned heavier. Although the beacon opened the observation port of the arrow mouth has been blocked by fine fur, there is always a cold wind leaking in, blowing the rising brazier for a while.

Zhibihe woke up slowly, and just when he woke up, he coughed a few times, and the old man was on fire, and the phlegm in the cough was just rolling in his throat. Tear your breath to pieces.

All of this reminds him that he is getting old.

The old guard who had followed Zhibihe's side for many years came up and patted Zhibihe on the back, while another old guard, Baal, clumsily held a sputum box with vermilion lacquer and animal patterns and handed it to Zhibihe.

Zhi Bihe waved away the sputum box, spit on the ground, gasped and smiled: "There are not so many Han tempers, so I have to use these useless utensils." ”

Lost Baal smiled: "This is the filial piety of the young patriarch. ”

Zhi Bihe shook his head: "This kid, don't worry about him being the same as the grassland man, his own family is strong, and he will take his father's sweat seat first." But to survive on the grassland, you can't do it without a hard heart. Lost Baal, you say, can this kid be tempered by Sili? ”

Both Jiji and Baal have followed Abha for a long time, and like Baka, they are all promoted by slave soldiers all the way, and they don't know how many times they have experienced life and death, and they can speak as freely as they want. Lost Baal and Ji Ji glanced at each other, and Ji Ji said straightforwardly: "The young patriarch is still far away!" Gotta practice! ”

Zhi Bihe smiled: "Isn't this leaving him in front and suffering?" ”

Lost Baal finally asked: "King Khan, the sons are suffering here. What's next? How long will it be in this cold and snowy place? ”

Zhibihe glanced at Baal: "Kornu asked you, right?" ”

Losing Baal's smile, even if it is a tacit acquiescence.

Although Baal was guarded by the side of Zhibihe, and he didn't want any position in Zhibihe's house, he still married and had children. Kernu was his favorite son, and now he also took the position of centurion in the Wolf Ride. Now through the relationship between my father, I will explore the tone of Zhibihe.

Zhi Bihe asked slowly: "Is the army's heart unstable?" ”

Baal shook his head: "The king of Khan is in charge himself, what is the instability of the army's heart?" ”

Zhi Bihe said coldly: "Then what do you need to ask?" ”

Lost Baal retreated in horror, and he didn't dare to say anything on the side. Looking at the appearance of two old slave soldiers who have followed him for a long time, I don't know if it's because they are getting older and their hearts have become softer. Zhi Bihe sighed, shook his head and said: "This time to go south and go deeper, it is not a matter of war, Liu Wuzhou is a smart person, and he knows that this king is here to do strange things between the two tigers in their Mayi County." This king is here waiting for Liu Wuzhou to come, and he always wants to get enough benefits for our executive department. A little patience is, the son of the ruling family, can't even stand this little cold? ”

Lost Baal and Ji didn't dare to say anything, and the green wolf rider directly under the Zhibi family was still daring to fight. But now, they all have slave soldiers to serve, have special pastures, and have captured raw animals to graze and work for them. The ability to endure hardships is much worse than the bloody battle of thousands of clans at the foot of Jinshan before.

This winter to the south, everyone is ordered to act, if there is a happy bloody battle, the green wolf rider has no idea, and the old Khan King fights, the world of the Turks is all to be obtained from the horse! But Zhi Bihe just let the green wolf ride down a few beacons, and it was okay to take Renwu Village. And then it's hard in this ice and snow, and now the green wolf rides, but it's a little unbearable!

But this word, even if it is as close as Baal and Ji, he does not dare to say it. Ji Ji had to find another topic, and said with a smile: "That's why King Khan put King Shao Khan in front?" Otherwise, the old slave was still worried about whether the young Khan king was too young to take on this heavy responsibility, and now it seems that there is nothing to worry about. ”

Abhiha finally pushed away the heavy fur covering his body, turned over and got up, and Baal brought warm boots from the brazier to serve Abhiha to change.

While getting up, Zhi Bihe said with a smile: "The small battle still has to be fought, Liu Wuzhou came here, and he had to make a show, otherwise how to explain to his subordinates?" But there is a puller there to take care of, and I think I can always cope with it. ”

Lost Baal came up and said with a smile: "In this way, it won't be long before the young patriarch can really lead the army and fight a tough battle, and the Khan King can just enjoy the blessings!" ”

Zhi Bihe shook his head and laughed: "Don't dare to think, don't dare to think!" ”

At this time, this famous Turkic king, who made the people of the Han family in the two counties of Mayi and Yanmen frightened, was as kind as the prince next door.

At this moment, in the midst of the beacon, on the narrow stone staircase, the sound of swift footsteps sounded.

In an instant, the son of Baal-lost Kernu appeared in front, that is, the son of the most confidant old slave soldier, Kerrnu, a hundred-man team, was responsible for the defense of the beacon.

The son of this old slave soldier, tall and strong, with a high nose and deep eyes, and also had Caucasian blood, and lost his Baal spouse, a woman of Caucasian descent among the nine Tatars.

Kernu had a panicked look on his face, and he said: "The young patriarch has been defeated!" Baka is back with the young patriarch on his back! ”