The wind and snow covered the advancing team, and no camouflage could compare to the heavy snow in front of them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The white expanse between heaven and earth, the howling north wind, tearing through the cold winter night, in the valley, rushing to the fullest.

The restless west wind, raging like madness, blew the clothes of the expeditionary warriors, blowing the already thin clothes everywhere, and none of the soldiers of the Qin army complained about such difficulties.

Clenched the spear and halberd in his hand! Carrying a strong bow and a hard crossbow, he walked forward step by step on the road, his eyes were fixed on the front, firm and powerful!

Occasionally, someone would fall down because of the slippery ground, and the samurai in the back would take the initiative to step forward and help each other, look at each other, and continue to move forward without any words. Perhaps, as the song "Qin Feng. No Clothes".

'Do you say you have no clothes?' with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the son!

In the forage room in the middle of the camp, Gan Mao and Sima Coo watched the traveling army closely by the light in the distance.

"General Sima, how offended the juniors!" Gan Mao gave a salute first and apologized slightly.

"Hey! Prime Minister, the old man is indeed old, there are some things, I can't understand it, it should be the old man who should apologize, how can it be the prime minister! Sima Cuo took the initiative to step forward and salute.

"It seems that it's time for the old man to leave the army!" Sima Cuo said with a little melancholy.

When Gan Mao heard this, he hurriedly persuaded him:

"Why did the old general Sima say this, if it wasn't for the old general's full cooperation today, how could the army of golden cicadas come out of their shells!"

"Hey! This golden cicada shelling is an eye-opener for the old man! The afterlife is terrifying! It seems that there is no need for the old man to stay here!

The old man will go back to Xianyang tomorrow, meet the bones of the king, and go back to enjoy his old age! Sima Cuo said with a little regret.

"Hey! Why did the old general say this, this play has just been staged, at this time, if you leave, won't this stage be a little less colorful!

I thought that the old general should not go back, but stay in this big camp, assist in military affairs, and wait to take the head of the king of Shu, and he will definitely protect the old general in front of the king of Qin! Gan Mao said sincerely.

Sima Cuo thought that he had nothing to do, and he was a useless spectator to stay here, so it was better to leave as soon as possible, so as not to feel embarrassed, but seeing that Gan Mao was so sincere, and then thinking about King Qin's life, he still had the function of assisting in military affairs.

If he left rashly, wouldn't he be guilty of the king, and after thinking about it, since Gan Mao dared to treat himself like this, he must have already received the approval of King Qin.

If not, I wouldn't be so behaving, and I made up my mind that I would leave rashly, and it would be better to stay here.

"Haha... Since the prime minister said so, the old man will accompany the prime minister to perform this big drama well! Sima sneered.

The two looked at each other and smiled slightly, there was a taste of sympathy, and it seemed that there was another plan to go deep into it.

The two left the forage room, stood in front of the door, looked up at the snow, Gan Mao didn't feel emotional, looking at the snow, the distant team, his heart churned with sadness over the years.

The family and the country are haunted in the depths of their hearts, far away from their families, making contributions in a foreign country, and the thoughts of their relatives linger, I don't feel like I am humming.

"Picking the weed, picking the weed, and the weed also stops. It is said that it will return, and the years will not end. 靡室靡家, 玁 (xiǎn) 狁 (yun). Not to mention the start of the house, because of the sting.

Picking the weed, picking the weed, the weeds are also soft. Say return, return? Cyst invasion? Worried, hungry and thirsty. I have not yet decided, and I have made a return.

Picking the weed, picking the weed, the wee also just stopped. It is said that the return is said to be returned, and the years are also yang. The king's affairs are not to be opened. I'm worried, I can't do it!

What is Bilvi? The Glory of Normalcy. What is Belus? A gentleman's car. Rong car driving, four peony industry. How dare you settle down? Three victories in January.

Drive the other four peons, four peysters (kui) 骙. The gentleman depends, the villain féi. Four peony wings, like a mi-fish suit. Wouldn't it be a daily abstinence? Horns!

In the past, I went back, and the willows followed. Now I think about it, rain (yu) snow feifeifei. The way is slow, thirsty and hungry. My heart is sad, I don't know how I mourn! ”

Sima Cuo, who has been in Rong Ma's life, does not feel that tears are hanging in his eyes, the weak crown has joined the army, and there have been more than 100 battles, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has lived for the rest of his life.

"During the reign of King Yi, the royal family declined, Rong Di invaded, and tyrannized China. China was suffering from it, and the poet began to write a song, saying: 'The house is beautiful, and the reason for the rampant'. Looking at today's military service, this is not the case!

This week, the royal family is in decline, and the princes can't order the princes, and the princes kill each other, and in the end, it's not the people in the world who suffer! Sima Cuo said.

Gan Mao was also stunned when he heard this, the eastern countries said that the Qin army was a tiger wolf, presumably most of the generals were tiger heads and wolf heads, but I didn't expect this Sima Co to be so disgusted with war, it was indeed a big surprise to himself.

However, the coldness of this reality still made Gan Mao quickly break free from this war-weariness.

"It's freezing outside the old general, you and I should go back to the camp tent to rest!" Gan Mao took the initiative to invite.

"Oh! The old man still sleeps in this hay room, this play still has to be sung! Sima Cuo also broke free from his trance, and he didn't dare to follow this line of thought anymore.

For the leading generals on the front line, their words and deeds will have a greater or lesser impact on the troops under them.

Seeing this, Gan Mao smiled slightly:

"Then let the old general suffer!"

"Prime Minister, let's go back and rest early! Tomorrow you need to command an army! Sima said politely.

"Good! In that case, retire under the next! "Gan Mao said.

"Prime Minister go slowly!" Sima replied in a wrong way.

At the same time, a fast horse has rushed to the pass of the Golden Bull Road, the heavy snow has made the road in front of you extremely slippery, the slightest carelessness, will fall into the abyss, and then want to live, I am afraid it is whimsical!

The horses that came to get off the horses, carefully led the horses, and the snowflakes all over the ground made the ground appear a little bright, but it also made the originally difficult road even more difficult!

Before coming to the pass, the plank before the pass had already been dismantled by the samurai guarding the pass, and between the pass and the plank road, there was a gap of dozens of meters.

The person who came pressed his back tightly against the cliff, for fear that he would fall into the abyss if he was not careful. When he came to the cliff and calmed down his mind, he took out a fire fold from his arms, and then took out a small cylinder from his arms.

Facing the gate building of the pass, a cylinder was lit, and a beam of fireworks was seen spraying out of the cylinder, drawing a brilliant color in the snow.

At the same time, the samurai above the city gate were still asleep, and they were as majestic as iron. Coupled with the heavy snowfall, the ghost came to die!

I only heard a bang, and the fireworks exploded at the head of the city.

"Oh no, someone sneaked up! "For a moment, there was chaos on the tower of the city gate. (To be continued.) )