"Dalala....... Dalala...... Da la la ......"

"Appeal ......"

In front of the white three forks, with a long neighing of the healthy horse, the galloping war horse suddenly stood up, and then the two front hooves fell heavily, "snapping", splashing a white snow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhang Xin, on horseback, held the reins with his left hand, clenched his fist with his right hand, and raised it high. The knights behind received the signal and grabbed the reins of their horses one after another, and hundreds of horses' hooves fell one after another, and the white snow became potholed and muddy.

Zhang Xin looked at the forks on both sides anxiously, kicked aside the long lance hanging on the side of the saddle, and slipped off the saddle with a twist. "Bang" stepped on a muddy water, and the breeches that were already looking dirty added a little dirt.

As soon as he landed, his long legs stepped away, and he stood at the fork in front of him in two or three steps, and looked at the fork on both sides irritably. At this time, there is a white side in the wilderness, where can I find some signs? He tore off his sheepskin jacket with his right hand and took out a map from his bosom with his left hand. Unfolding the map and looking at it for a long time, Zhang Xin scolded, angrily clumped the map into a ball, his hands were wrong, and the extremely tough sheepskin map was cracked piece by piece, and flowers and butterflies were scattered all over the place.

Meng Weizhen, who had just flipped off his horse, looked at the fragments of sheepskin scattered all over the ground, and shrugged helplessly. This cavalry came all the way from Yanzhi Mountain, and first the wasteland of Pingchuan became an abrupt mountain on the map, and it made a detour of hundreds of miles in vain. The place marked with the post road suddenly has a large forest, and I want to find a village and town to rest, and finally I found the village and town on the map, and it turned out to be a deserted river beach in the past. Now that there is only one post road, there is inexplicably more than a three-way crossing, and Zhang Xin can't bear it anymore, so he simply sends this broken map back to the west.

Along the way, I don't know how many times this kind of oolong has appeared, Meng Weizhen didn't bother to get angry, turned around and said: "Huzi, order a few people to explore the way, and rest in place." ”

Meng Hu answered the call and ordered a dozen knights to divide into two teams and disappear at the fork, and the rest of the knights tied their horses to the trees on the side in twos and threes, seized a moment of free time, took out dry food from their arms and gnawed on the ice and snow on the ground.

"Alas......." Zhang Nobunaga sighed, knowing that there was nothing he could do in a hurry. I had to tie up the brown horse, which was already sweating profusely. I took out a handful of beans from the blanket on the side. Maybe I've been running for a long time and I'm hungry. As soon as the horse saw the beans in Zhang Xin's hand, he arched into Zhang Xin's arms.

"Let's eat, let's eat......" Zhang Xin smiled bitterly, came to the horse with beans in his left hand, and watched him "crunch" and gnaw on the beans in his hand with a wry smile. His right hand gently groomed his mane, "Horse, horse, you've worked hard all the way." Alas, if you insist on it, when you find your brother, I will ask you to rub the big one. ”

The brown-haired horse ate all the beans in Zhang Xin's hand in a few bites, felt that he was not full, stretched out his tongue and licked Zhang Xin's hand, and the horse's head arched into Zhang Xin's arms again.

"You foodie...... I'm not afraid of eating for a while and running up and getting appendicitis again...... Okay, okay, don't arch, I'm afraid of you. As he spoke, Zhang Xin took out a handful of beans from his blanket again, "Okay...... The last handful, with so much to eat, you have to run faster for a while. When I find my brother, you can eat whatever you want! ”

Perhaps understanding Zhang Xin's words, the brown-haired horse stopped and glanced at Zhang Xin, and snorted.

"Yo-he...... What kind of expression is this? Can't just eat enough? Do you still know how to think about it? Okay, okay, I'll find you a beautiful little mare when I get back......"

Brown Mao probably thought that this condition was good, so he snorted with satisfaction, and continued to lower his head and nibble on the beans in Zhang Xin's hand.

After Zhang Xin finished feeding the brown edamame, he picked up a handful of snow water from the ground and fed it to him, before resting against the tree.

Meng Hu's two teams had not yet returned, and Zhang Xin raised his eyes to look at the lonely fork in the road on both sides. Although it has been almost a day before the water and rice have been eaten, because of the anxiety in my heart, I don't feel hungry and thirsty at all. After staring at the fork in the road for a long time, Zhang Xin slowly took out a jute paper scroll from his arms.

The jute paper itself is brittle, and this scroll doesn't know how long it has been rubbed by Zhang Xin, and it is faintly blackened, and many corners have cracked. The text on this scroll has already reached the back of the stream, but at this time, I can't help but unfold the scroll and read it again:

Wuling Prefecture Junjian:

Before the end of the day, the Tibetan thief Kou Lun Qinling sent 30,000 black-shirted troops and six yaks, Su Si and other 12 departments with a total of 100,000 people, falsely claiming that 500,000 had invaded Liangzhou. Fan, the general manager of the marching army, led 60,000 troops to resist the enemy, won first and then defeated, and was surrounded by Qinglongchuan. At that time, only Zhaowu remained in Liangzhou, and the two armies on the border were less than 10,000 soldiers, and there would only be a few members. Liangzhou is the throat of Guan Long, if there is an accident, Guan Long is shocked, and Chang'an is shaken. For the sake of the family and the country, I want to send troops to the end, and I am stupid.

Liangzhou Thorn Shi Cui Yongchang December 29 of the first year

"Dingbian ......" Zhang Xin muttered as he stared at the blackened scroll.

"Brother, you haven't eaten for a day, so you can eat two bites."

Suddenly pulled back to his thoughts, Zhang Xin raised his eyes, and a piece of dry food was held in Zhang Xi's hand.

Seeing Zhang Xi's expression of concern, Zhang Xin smiled reluctantly, rolled the blackened scroll and put it in his arms, "You eat, I'm not hungry." ”

"Brother, how can you have strength if you don't eat enough? Eat somewhat. If you're hungry, who will help Brother Zicheng? ”

Zhang Xin gently pushed twice, but Zhang Xi still stubbornly handed the dry food to Zhang Xin. After all, it was not easy to shake his mind, so he reached out and threw the frozen dry food into his mouth, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, and chewed on the cold snow water.

Seeing Zhang Xin eat dry food, Zhang Xi's face softened a little. "Brother...... You said...... The Lingzhou Festival envoy will send troops, right? ”

Zhang Xin wiped his mouth and was silent for a while, "Yes...... Definitely. Speaking of this, he seemed to have given himself confidence, and said firmly: "It is said that the skin does not exist, and the hair will be attached?" If Liangzhou is not guaranteed, the next one will be Lingzhou. Dead lips and cold teeth...... Wulingzhou will definitely send troops to save it....... Isn't it, third brother? But when he saw Meng Weizhen coming, he couldn't help but ask, and he also hoped to get a little confidence from where.

Meng Weizhen was silent for a while, and sighed: "Ashin, I should have comforted you at this time when I was a brother. But....... If you want to listen to lies, that is, Liangzhou is the gateway to Guanzhong, Liangzhou is not guaranteed, Chang'an is shaken, no one can afford this responsibility, as long as you receive a letter, all the envoys have to send troops to rescue. ”

Hearing Meng Weizhen say this, Zhang Xin swallowed and foamed, and said dryly: "That....... What about the truth? ”

"The surname Wu is the son of the turtle and the bastard, don't count on it as soon as possible."

After the resentful words, there was a long silence between the three of them. After a long time, the silence was broken by a knight rushing across one of the three forks.

"Third brother, Brother Xin, Brother Tiger has discovered a new situation ahead!"

"What's the situation?"

"This ...... You'd better see for yourself. ”