The Luan River, known as the Luan River in ancient times, is named after the many hot springs in the birthplace.

Later, it was renamed Wet Water due to fraud. As the blending of Hu and Han became more and more frequent and deepened, it had become a taste of Luanhe in the Tang Dynasty.

The Luan River is a river that flows into the sea alone, straight into the Bohai Sea.

And the upper reaches of it, that is, the paddock area of later generations, were still a wild land at this time.

In November of the first year of the Sacred Calendar, a snowstorm struck. The heavy snow lasted for two days before it stopped, and the thick snow could reach the knees, and the thousands of miles of mangyuan were frozen, only to see the white and full of eyes, which made people feel lonely.

The Luan River has frozen, and even horse-drawn carriages can run on the river.

In a tribe on the east bank of the Luan River, herders on the grasslands are wearing thick fur jackets and sweeping away the snow.

"Yang Dalang, take a break."

A woman in her thirties, who appeared to be very athletic, made her way through the tribe and came to a tent by the river.

The tent was not very large, and could only accommodate two people.

On the tethered stake outside the tent, a tall horse was tied.

The height of the horse was five feet upward, that is, the height of more than one and a half meters. The body is tubular with a narrow thorax, a long dorsal back, a shallow rib cage, a long and inconspicuous phalanges, and a slightly narrower posterior area but strong and powerful. The hips are slightly longer, muscular, and at a normal angle of inclination.

The armor is taller than ordinary war horses, long and muscular.

The shoulders are broad, the curvature is good, the fur is shiny and the skin is thin. The horse was extremely full and unscathed, with a thin head and a tall neck, and slender limbs. It has a graceful physique, accentuated by a high, curved neck that accentuates its perfect curves.

Now. The dark horse was standing there silently. From time to time, there was a faint snort or two.

And at the door of the tent not far from the black horse. There was a big spear the thickness of a goose egg, which was dark and had a strange aura.

Next to the tent, there was a simple shed with a stove built inside.

A thin boy about 176 centimeters tall was shirtless, hammering through a piece of red iron.

The sledgehammer. It weighs about a dozen pounds to the touch, but in the hands of the young man, it is as light as nothing.

His hair was loose, tied up behind him with a black band, dragging behind him like a ponytail. Shirtless, wielding a hammer. Every time the hammer hits the iron, you can see that the thin body is divided into softly curved muscles.

"Yang Dalang, you started work so early?"

The woman stood outside the shed, smiling and greeting the boy.

The boy stopped the hammer. Turn around.

He was born with a delicate face, and the lines on his face were very soft. also has a cute temperament.

"Aunt Yuan, you're here."

The young man is Yang Shouwen.

And the woman standing outside the shed is also his acquaintance, the original lady who entrusted Yang Jasmine in Guzhu.

"Wolf Spear went hunting again?"

"yes, there's nothing to do if you stay here anyway."

The wolf spear in the mouth of the original lady is Absjida.

Jeddah originally meant a spear in Turkic. In addition, he is tenacious, taciturn (mute), and ruthless, like a lone wolf on the grassland. Therefore, the people of this tribe call Jeddah 'wolf spear'.

Yang Shouwen and the original aunt met, which was also an accident.

On that day, he and Ab Sijida traveled north from Changping to track down Murong Xuanwei's rebels.

He wanted to catch Murong Xuanwei and inquire about the young lady's news. But Murong Xuanwei is very cautious, and he is very alert and cautious. He was in charge of the Chinese army, and he was always accompanied by a guard of up to 300 people, which could be called very strong.

Yang Shouwen is bold, but it doesn't mean that he will act recklessly.

The three hundred guards, known as the Spirit Fox Guard, are said to be the sharp soldiers selected by Murong Xuanwei from the Jingnan army. One-on-one, even one-to-ten, Yang Shouwen will not be afraid and retreat. But one against three hundred, even with Jeddah's help, it is impossible to win, let alone capture Murong Xuanwei. Murong Xuanwei is as alert as a fox, and once he fails, it will become very difficult to do it again. To deal with this guy, Yang Shouwen and Jida both think that they need to hit with one blow.

After Murong Xuanwei evacuated Changping, he left Yongguan, passed through Yanzhou, and went all the way to the north.

He first collected the rout of the Qing Yi army, then captured the Guangbian army, forced the Lushui and then left the Great Wall to continue eastward.

Along the way, he kept gathering his routs and harassing the weaker tribes.

By the time they arrived at Luanhe, the Jingnan Army, which originally had only more than 3,000 people, had grown to seven or eight thousand people, which was quite terrifying.

Yang Shouwen saw that Murong Xuanwei had more and more soldiers and horses, and he couldn't help but secretly complain.

However, there was nothing he could do to stop him, and he and Abth Gida secretly aided the small tribe several times in an attempt to carry out sneak attacks. It's just that the grassland is a world where the strong are respected and the fittest survive. The small tribe saw that Murong Xuanwei was powerful, so the resistance was not very fierce. Although Yang Shouwen and the others killed nearly a hundred Jingnan soldiers, they could not stop Murong Xuanwei's power from getting bigger and bigger...... At the beginning, Yang Shouwen thought that this was a quick pursuit. But as time passed, Murong Xuanwei left the Great Wall in the east, and Yang Shouwen realized that it would be a long pursuit.

This requires patience and time.

Yang Shouwen continued to adapt to this process of pursuit, and his patience became more and more great.

In mid-October, they met Yuan Da Niang and her party in the lower reaches of the Luan River, that is, at the junction of Wulieshui and Luanhe.

The original aunt fled from the lonely bamboo.

The sneak attack on Juyong Pass by the Yan people is, to a certain extent, equivalent to involving the original lady and them in the war.

At the beginning, Aunt Yuan and others were observing the situation.

But with Murong choosing to lose, Aunt Yuan and the others did not dare to continue to live in Guzhu.

God knows, after the imperial army returns, will it retaliate against Guzhu? After all, those people came from Lone Bamboo.

When she met Yang Shouwen and the two at first, the original aunt was also very surprised.

However, she did not ask Yang Shouwen about the purpose of the two, and even covered up Yang Shouwen's identity and let the two settle in the tribe.

However, at the junction of the Nawulie River and the Luan River, the army is chaotic, desolate and barren.

What's even more terrifying is that they also have to face attacks from the ridicule people. Here, it is still under the rule of the Tang Dynasty, and it is called Rao Le Du Governor's Mansion. However, the imperial court's control over this place is almost zero. The nomadic people living here are mainly Xi people. This is a people who like snakes and rats at both ends, that is, they belong to the imperial court, and at the same time they are friendly with the Turks.

After Wu Zetian ascended the throne, he failed in foreign wars one after another, causing the Xi people to gradually move closer to the Turks.

Long live the rebellion of the Khitan people in the first year of Tongtian, and the Xi people also participated. It's just that when he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately joined forces with the Turks and stabbed the Khitan in the back. After that, the Xi people relied on the Turks to stabilize their position.

The constant attacks of the Xi people made the tribe helpless.

In desperation, the people of the tribe, after discussion, decided to continue north and settle down in Chishan.

Chishan belonged to the Songmo Prefecture and was also an area controlled by the Khitans. Although today's Khitan people are no longer as strong as in the earlier Li Qianzhong period. But entrenched in the Red Mountain, it is still a force that cannot be underestimated, and no one dares to despise it.

The most important thing is that the Chishan Khitan is friendly with the Turks and the Tatar people, and is constantly recruiting the Khitan people.

In the tribe, there are many Khitans, and they can naturally be taken care of when they take refuge in Chishan, which is also the reason why everyone finally agreed.

Yang Shouwen was reluctant to go along, but when he heard that this team would pass through the Luan River, where Murong Xuanwei was now entrenched, he immediately changed his mind. It's just that they didn't expect that when they arrived at the Luanhe River, a snowstorm suddenly hit, so they had to stop for a while, camp on the bank of the Luanhe River, and wait for the wind and snow to stop.

"Dalang, we're leaving!"

Aunt Yuan looked at Yang Shouwen and said softly: "Although I don't know your purpose, I don't think you will go with us." ”

Yang Shouwen hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

"I know, the son of the county lieutenant, how can he go with us?"

After she finished speaking, she stepped forward and patted Yang Shouwen on the shoulder.

It was cold, almost dripping into ice. But Yang Shouwen was sweating and even had a white mist.

"I'll leave the tent to you, and I'll let you relax your food and drink later.

In a few days, it will cool down, so if you plan to stay here for a long time, you'd better find a proper place to settle down. It's the middle of winter, and God knows when the blizzard will return. This tent will not last long, so you have to plan ahead. (To be continued......)