The snow covers the whole world, and it seems to be an endless snowfield. In the deep snow, an army shuttled through the mountains and forests, wearing thin clothes, their heads and faces were red from the cold, lying on a kind of transport that looked like a sleigh, and one after another horses were pulling sleds in front of them and galloping on the snow. The cold wind that blew in their faces froze all the hot breath from their mouths and noses into a grain of snow dust, and then slapped on their cheeks. On their eyebrows, a layer of hoarfrost formed on their beards. But this harsh environment did not make them give up, on the contrary, there was a burning flame in the eyes of each of them, driving away the endless cold and making them fearless of a qiē. They believed that under the leadership of the invincible regent, they would be able to defeat Goryeo and Baekje and become the sole masters of the land.

This army was the army of the Silla Kingdom, and in the cold winter of the sixth year of Jeongguan, the great unification campaign began on this peninsula. Although they were not the most powerful, Goryeo was superior to them in terms of the number of armies they possessed and the elite Cheng dù of their armies. However, in the previous battles, these Goryeo troops, which were originally difficult for them to defeat, did not once flee by them without losing their armor. Victory after victory made them extremely determined: the long-cherished wish of Silla for countless years would be fulfilled in their hands, and the entire peninsula would be brought under the rule of the great queen Xià. Because the queen has found a fierce regent, a man who is like a god on the battlefield and even more brave. This is the most crucial point of their absolute confidence. Because of what hides from the sky and crosses the sea, what is the bright plank road, and the darkness is Chencang. These are schemes they have never thought of. Being played by their regent to the extreme, every qiē made the Silla people extremely reverent.

Xue Wanche was also lying on top of a horse-drawn sled, he was still wearing a suit of armor, and beside him was the Mo knife that he had never left his side, the last time in the contact battle with the Goryeo army, this long knife was full of the blood of countless Goryeo people, that battle. He was covered in blood, and when he returned to his side of the barracks, a thin layer of bright red ice had congealed on his armor. A lieutenant general in Goryeo. None of them were able to walk three rounds under him, and they were all picked by him. So he now has a resounding name in the Goryeo army: the bloodthirsty Xue Manzi.

The sleigh drove along the ridge towards the front, and at the foot of the mountain was a large river that flowed endlessly, which was a river that flowed from the territory of Datang. Although Xue Wanche had never seen this river. I don't know the name of this river, but according to one of Silla's Chinese-speaking guides, one of the strongest castles in Goryeo, Daewangseong, was located upstream of this river, so he was heading for this fortified fortress now. Because in his memory, this city is a pain in the heart of every Chinese descendant.

Before the Sui Dynasty, Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty, who was so happy, collapsed his own rivers and mountains, not only lost this great river and mountain. During his reign, the three expeditions to Goryeo made countless Chinese sons and daughters bury their bones in other places. This city is one of them, and it is also the largest. At the beginning, Yang Guang was high-spirited and led a million troops to conquer Goryeo, but he was blocked by this fortified city, and then the war fell into a stalemate. Emperor Yang of Sui also had to retreat in a hurry. Because they were in a hurry, the corpses of countless former Sui soldiers had to be abandoned in this foreign land.

So in order to humiliate Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, the Goryeo people used the corpses of the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty to cast a huge Jingguan next to the Dawang City, which is so huge that the height is as high as the wall of the Dawang City. After Emperor Yang of Sui learned of this, he had no other reaction except for a thunderous attack in the palace of Daxing City. On the side of Dawang City, endless corpses, piled up into mountains and unburied, were exposed to the scorching sun and frost, and now it has become a mass grave-like area. Every night, there is an endless stream of phosphorus fire flickering here, like a ghostly ghost, and someone has heard a muffled cry coming out of this vicinity, which is said to be the immortal heroic spirit. Some people have also seen that on the top of this mountain, there is a white fox crying to the moon, endless sorrow. But whether these legends are true or not, they are the pain in the hearts of the descendants of endless China. Just like in later generations, that year, accompanied by the song "Dream Chasing Pure Heart", the scene of the return of the bones of the volunteer army has always left an unspeakable imprint in the hearts of countless Chinese descendants.

The current Xue Wanche is like countless Chinese sons and daughters in that year, with endless desolation and endless excitement in his heart, because there is where the bones of the predecessors and martyrs are located, and there is a place where the endless heroic spirits refuse to rest. He seemed to have heard their call from a long distance, their sad war songs, the grief and indignation of burying their bones in a foreign land, and their deep attachment to their homeland. Have you ever remembered that when you set out on the expedition, the new willow by the Baqiao had just pulled out the silky goose yellow leaves, and the woman who sang the war song with tears in her eyes but said goodbye with a smile? Do you remember that before the expedition that year, she put on a military uniform for herself, and wiped the bright boring horse lance under the lights in the middle of the night? But now he can't go back, he can't fulfill his original promise, and the endless unwillingness and resentment are only wandering in this part of the world, and he can't rest in peace.

"Today, just today, senior, I'm here to take you home!" Xue Wanche's eyes were full of tears, his fists were clenched tightly, and his arms pressed against the long Mo knife, wanting to use this long knife to make a break for the original heroic soul who died in battle. The endless humiliation given by the Koreans will be all shamed on this day. He will lead this group of Korean people to break through that city, welcome the corpses of the heroes of their predecessors back home, and return to the land they all loved deeply before they died. No matter what method is used, no matter what the cost, this goal must be achieved.

The snow is blowing one after another, speeding between heaven and earth, enjoying this unrestrained freedom. Tears were misty, and he quickly wiped them away, because in this cold climate, these tears would quickly condense.

Xue Wanche was preparing for a surprise attack on the Great King City, but Li Kuan was slowly marching on the river with countless slaves of the Japanese slaves, this time he was going to put countless slaves of the Japanese slaves to use, using them to bulldoze this city, and using these Japanese slaves to conquer this Goryeo Xiongguan. Conquer the camp, he is the most vocal. But he found that after adjusting the strategy, this group of slaves from the Japanese slave country has become a burden, whether it is for them to fight the Koreans, or to carry out construction work in the rear, it is not a suitable position, because these people are white-eyed wolves who are not familiar with it, plus these Japanese slaves have become addicts, and if they don't use it, I am afraid that they will be hollowed out by that thing, and they will no longer be embarrassed to use it. So now we can only use them as cannon fodder and let them make their last little contribution. Go and take the Great King's City, as long as you take this city, I will give you enough Forget-Worry Grass. This is the big cake that Li Kuan drew for these Japanese slaves, but he also knows that this city is not something that can be won by people. So in a word, let these Japanese slaves completely die under the Dawang City, anyway, they are all cannon fodder, and it costs a little bit of arrows and supplies for the Koreans.

The big boat moved slowly, in this inland river, Li Kuan's boats were already too large, and it was difficult to turn around in this inland river. And it's even more difficult to swim against the current. But under Li Kuan's big pie, the power of these slaves of the Japanese slave country is simply unimaginable, originally the waterway they took was much more difficult to walk than the land route, after all, the river meandered, unlike the land can directly take shortcuts and take straight lines. But for the sake of the thing in Li Kuan's hands, these Japanese slaves were actually able to compete with Xue Wanche who was traveling on land.

The towering city walls of Dawang City are already in sight, and the towering city walls are the most majestic and majestic that Li Kuan has ever seen since he left the Tang Dynasty, all of which are made of blue-black rocks, like a cliff of heaven, standing on the riverside that the Goryeo people call the Han River. On the Chinese side, this river is called the Yalu River. Surrounded by water on three sides, facing the hinterland of Goryeo on only one side, this city is an easy city to defend and difficult to attack, and the towering walls here are a complete cliff that no one can take down. The endless waterways in the city crisscross it, this is to prepare for the fire attack, the original Sui Yang Emperor was completely defeated here, and the complete defeat of the Great Sui began here.

"Now, it's up to you, whoever goes up to the city first will get enough Forget-Worry Grass from me!" Li Kuan was on the deck, gathered all the slaves of the Japanese slave country, and then lectured. His words, after being conveyed by the interpreter, completely aroused the enthusiasm of the slaves of the Japanese slaves, so that these people all looked at the distant Dawang Fortress, which was their target, and the Goryeo soldiers on the head of the city were like their father-killing enemies, because they blocked their way to get the immortal Forget-Forget Grass.

"Now, let's go!" Li Kuan waved his hand, and there were no other words, for these people, the 'opium' is the best incentive, as long as there is the attraction of this thing, their morale is the highest, no matter who is on the other side, as long as it blocks their way, it is their biggest enemy.

Xue Wanche stood on the top of the mountain, his body was wrapped in snow-white cotton cloth, and his whole person was integrated with the endless snow between this piece of heaven and earth, he looked at the ships that stopped in the center of the river, he knew that countless slave armies like demons were about to spring up there, and he hoped that these people could transfer the power of the Koreans to the side of the river, so that he could seize the opportunity to break the city. Of course, he believed that the ship was definitely loaded with those powerful weapons, but with those things, there was nothing to do on his side, and it was absolutely not allowed for a battlefield veteran to avenge the martyrs of his ancestors in this kind of battle. So he's going to charge, he's going to make his contribution! (To be continued......)