Chapter 133: The First Snow

In a flash, more than half a month has passed. (Updated.)

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After three days of sleepless sleep, Li Huaitang, who had not eaten a drop of water, fell seriously ill, and after the high fever subsided, his sanity gradually recovered, the dead were gone, and the footsteps of the living could not be stopped, and the goal could not be stopped. [Search for the latest updates at BSP;] The Western Regions region is deep inland, and winter is earlier than in the Central Plains. The first snow, in the bitter cold wind, came unexpectedly, covering the withered yellow grassland with a layer of snow-white 'color'.

Sukhail was terrified for many days by the once precarious city of Beggars, and in those days he was restless, and every day he relied on chanting sutras to calm his mind, and although the Turgishes withdrew under his sincere prayers, there was no guarantee that the Turgishes would not be killed. Perhaps it was because of the spirit in his heart that he was finally safely waiting for the first snow that he had been waiting for. The arrival of the winter snow means that he will soon be able to complete the mission that Abu Abbas has 'given him'. Only by leaving this 'chaotic' and 'chaotic' country and returning to Khorasan can he find a sense of security.

"General Li, it's time for you to fulfill your promise and repay my master's sincerity."

The warm heaven and earth did not keep Suhail, and early in the morning, he ignored the cold and braved the fluttering snow 'flowers' to rush to the palace to see Li Huaitang.

In front of the palace gate, Sukhail blocked Li Huaitang's way, his coat was already wet, and several snow 'flowers' hung on it, slowly melting.

Sukhail's rude and reckless attitude made Li Huaitang, who was already in a bad mood, quite dissatisfied, and he was about to rush out early in the morning to train with the soldiers and squander his excess emotions, but he was blocked by Sukhail in front of the big 'gate'.

Looking at Suhail's anxious appearance and serious energy, Li Huaitang forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, pointed to the sparse snow flakes on the ground and said, "Do you think this kind of appearance can stop the trailing pursuit of the Tuqi Shi people?" You are in such a hurry, the lone army in Samarkand will not 'provoke' you, they will certainly not be killed by you, but they will die because of you. ”

"Then you can always send someone to deliver a letter to them, so that they can be ready."

Suhail took out Abu Abbas's handwritten letter and handed it to Li Huaitang.

Li Huaitang shook his head and vetoed: "It's not time yet. The city of Samarkand is surrounded by Turgish scouts, and we can't get close to them quietly. Second, if it is too much in advance, this letter may lead to civil 'strife' in Samarkand, and none of them will be able to escape at that time, so they can only cheapen the Turgish. ”

"Isn't General Li afraid of the Turgis and wants to regret it?" As soon as Sukhail's anger was vented, he regretted it.

Several guards around Li Huaitang angrily pulled out their scimitars, pointed at Sukhail and scolded: "Turtle, you son, what are you that dare to be so presumptuous in front of the general? ”

Looking at a few cold blades waving on his head, Sukhail, who wanted to be a tough guy, was betrayed by instinct and unconsciously took a step back. (Read it.)

Look) In the midst of a burst of ridicule, he blushed and asked Li Huaitang to punish these rude soldiers.

Li Huaitang didn't seem to see the scene just now, and he automatically chose not to hear Suhail's request.

"You can go back, I won't stop you. Either stay here honestly, and when the snow gets over your instep, you come back to me. ”

Li Huaitang left Sukhail's burly back, and while walking, he left a few cold words, and disappeared into the snow curtain in Suhail's stunned expression.

Under the snowflakes, Sukhail stood dumbfounded, still holding a letter in his hand, and he sighed helplessly, looking up at the 'gloomy' sky, as if praying for the arrival of heavy snow.

After a series of battles, the soldiers of the three cavalry of Bright have been more or less trained in actual combat. Faintly, an invisible murderous aura could already be felt from them. The mighty army gradually took shape. In terms of individual ability, the soldiers of the Three Cavalry of Light cannot, of course, be compared with the soldiers of the long-fought division, but there is no possibility of surpassing, as long as they make up for the shortcomings through hard training, and make up for the shortcomings through overall cooperation, time will prove the results of their efforts.

Training is the theme of the soldiers' daily life, including snow days, and the excuse for others to stop training, which is a good time for them to make up for the gap.

Riding his horse and galloping, the oncoming cold wind temporarily drove away the unhappiness in Li Huaitang's heart, and the venting on the training ground could make him intoxicated.

"Haha, from today onwards, you call me Li Shenjian!"

The flying horse galloped by, and Li Huaitang 'shot' another arrow hit the target a hundred steps away, and he had already hit nine out of ten arrows.

"That's nature, the general is brave, the general is mighty, the general is invincible!"

The six monkeys who always follow behind him also learn to pat on the back.

"Come on, come on, within ten arrows today, whoever can defeat me, this bag of dinar will be his!"

Li Huaitang ignored the six monkeys' lame sycophants, but took out a heavy bag from his arms and gave the soldiers a lot of fun. He searched for 'touching', and in terms of riding and 'shooting', except for Hu Yijian and Heizi, there were few people here who could overwhelm him.

Under the heavy reward, brave men came out one after another, but unfortunately there was still a lot of gap between the archery skills of most warriors and their courage. From time to time, the onlookers let out laughter, cheers and regrets.

Li Huaitang watched the performance of the soldiers intently, and he paid attention to everyone's expressions. Training is hard work, boring and boring, and adjusting the atmosphere inappropriately will inevitably backfire. Only by integrating into the training of the soldiers can we find out the subtle problems. Today's whimsical 'trendy' competition made Li Huaitang suddenly realize the role of competition and games in improving training morale. Game?,I don't seem to be very good at this.,Well,Let the generals have a headache.。

To Li Huaitang's regret, the dinar in his hand still couldn't be sent out in the end.

"I announce that every five days in the future, there will be a big competition. Each competitive skill is negotiated and formulated by each general, and each set a prize of 100 dinars, and the top three are rewarded! That Hu Yijian and Li Heizi are not ranked. ”

As soon as this remark came out, it aroused the cheers of the soldiers, who were thinking about how to compete for the prize. In order to stand out from the crowd, you must train harder, and everyone begins to feel the rush in training......

Flying Eagle and several soldiers were granted permission to not participate in the training these days. Because, they are going to find the King of Eagles, the golden eagle.

The season of catching eagles in the autumn, the war makes them miss the fishing season. Under the threat of war, no hunter was willing to risk coming out of the mountains. However, this did not affect the Flying Eagle's determination to get the golden eagle. The Flying Eagle and several knights followed the Rites who had gone into the mountains to cut down and transport wood, hoping to gamble their luck.

The crow's dog plan was not difficult, and the nobles in the city of Qishi had many good hunting dogs, and under the guidance of the leopard, more than a dozen puppies were led back to the barracks by him. The leopard, which is quite spiritual in 'communicating' with animals, naturally becomes an "animal trainer" and swaggers through the market with a group of puppies all day long. The citizens of Qishi City are worried, the military discipline of the Three Cavalry of Bright is lax and corrupted to such an extent, it is actually not doing their job, and it is estimated that it will not be long before the whole city will be harmed......

The cold wind blowing from the northwest is getting stronger, and nothing can stop the arrival of heavy snowy days. Sukhail once again found Li Huaitang, and this time, Li Huaitang did not refuse.

According to the scouts' report, the Turgish had retreated, and all of them had retreated into a small town, where there were enough houses to keep them warm, and food and other wintering supplies seemed to be plentiful. On such a snowy day, it was impossible for the defenders of Qishi City to leave the city. In the wild, the cold air and frozen earth are enough to wipe out anyone who stupidly escapes.

As the Turgish had expected, the defenders of Samarkand had no intention of leaving the city, and for them, going out meant 'dealing' with death, and it was impossible for the weak horses and camels to take them far. Even if the Turgish do not pursue, lose their mounts and march in the frozen wilderness, there will not be a few people left who can get away with it and return to Khorasan alive.

One day, the snow stopped. The defenders at the head of the city of Samarkand noticed a few dark shadows in the snow-capped south of the city.

"Surely it's a scout of the Turgish again!"

One of the defenders said without 'focus', leaning against the corner and cowering, trying to keep his body behind the battlement wall to reduce the chance of being hunted by his opponent.

Sure enough, the enemy came under the city wall and 'shot' a cold arrow at him.

The defender quickly shrank his head and cursed angrily. The cold arrow fell behind him, and he found the shaft of the arrow lying quietly on the ground, with a note tied to it. Curious, he leaned over, picked up the arrow, took out the note, and opened it to see that it was full of symbols he did not recognize. In fact, his move was simply superfluous, and he couldn't tell which direction was right and which was down.

This note, which had a special mission, was quickly presented to Wahaji.

"Allah, it was the Abbasids who did not forget us!"

Wahaji waved his arms exaggeratedly, completely devoid of his usual demeanor, and the shouts that popped out of his mouth told everyone the 'agitation' in his heart.

Zahid didn't know how to read, but he didn't mind seeing that Wahaji was so 'agitated' that he made a gaffe in front of him, and guessed that it was good news.

"Great, there are reinforcements! How many came? I want to be ashamed of the snow and give the Tuqi Shi people a good look. ”

Zahid's recklessness alerted Wahaji, so he coughed awkwardly, trying to keep his voice as low as possible and remain calm to hide his gaffe.

"Calm down, General Zahid. Abu Abbasid has good news for us, and soon, we will be able to break through. ”

Zahid looked disappointedly at the small note, which he didn't know what was written, and his interest was suddenly halved. He sat back on the chair beside him stupidly, and said angrily: "Without reinforcements, how can you break through?" What to eat on the road, how to resist the pursuit of the Turgish? ”

"You don't have to worry about this, Abu has made all the arrangements, his envoy has arrived, oh damn it, quick, come with me to the city to meet the envoy."

Wahaji was so happy that he almost forgot about Sukhail, who was waiting outside the city drinking the northwest wind.

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