Chapter 95 auspicious day

The porcelain doll is very tired, but she can't sleep, and when the weak person is sleepy, she will be flustered, short of breath, sluggish, and tired, but it is still difficult to sleep...... With his eyes closed, he pillowed on Song Yang's shoulder for a while, the corners of the porcelain doll's lips curled, and a smile was revealed: "Speaking of which, we still have to thank Yanding, without him, we really can't fight this battle." ”

Putting aside the complicated things such as the expedition of the sand people and the arming of the war, there are two real big troubles:

One is the shortage of materials, the simplest example, the tents of the sand people can not protect from the cold, the army has to dig the crypt to keep out the cold when camping, but now that it has entered the cold winter season, the ground is frozen harder than iron, how easy is it to dig up? If you want to march smoothly, unless you can have a large amount of thick fur, charcoal, fire oil and other things to keep warm, but these ordinary things have always been the most precious treasures for the barren sand tribe.

To put it bluntly, the financial and material resources of the people of the sand could not support an expedition at all. But coincidentally, before Bai Yin returned to the clan, the fake sand lord was also preparing for a large army expedition, the fake sand lord had the support of the national teacher behind him, and behind Yan Ding was the rich Dayan, all kinds of war preparation materials began to be shipped as early as a few years ago, little by little to gather in the sand camp, and finally gathered into a tower, if it were not for the blessing of Yan Ding, the sand people could not move even if they wanted to go out to fight this battle, so they could only honestly nest at home.

However, the second trouble of the expedition, the national teacher can't help, and it has to rely on the minds of the commanders and generals in the clan to solve it...... Xie Zihao mentioned it to Song Yang before: For the sand people, it is impossible for the dog Rong to be completely defenseless. Usually, it doesn't matter how the sand people toss in the depths of the wasteland, but once the army makes a move and enters the warning range of the wolf pawns, the army that is specially used to check and balance the sand people will take action.

The herdsmen will not easily set foot in the wasteland, but in the reckless wasteland, maybe there is a certain Yadan peak, or a certain piece of land There is a hidden outpost in the depths of the land, and you don't need to think about it to know that the dog Rong will definitely monitor the wasteland.

The question of how to make the army conceal or deceive the surveillance, and how to really let the Shamin participate in the frontline war between the Uighurs and the Inujon, and calmly exert their combat strength, is a very difficult problem to solve......

The porcelain doll chattered, the more she talked, the quieter her voice became, the softer her body became, and finally she fell asleep in Song Yang's arms.

Until it was dark, the porcelain doll was still sleeping, Song Yang sat steadily, and he didn't move for most of the afternoon, thinking in his heart how useful it is to practice martial arts, and it is really a bit difficult for ordinary people to sit in one position for a few hours. At this time, the sound of footsteps outside sounded, Qi Shang waited for a large group of people to come back, and the originally quiet tent became noisy and noisy in a blink of an eye, Song Yang couldn't stop it for a while, and the porcelain doll was woken up.

Her eyes changed from confused to clear, the porcelain doll eased her spirits, smiled apologetically at Song Yang first, and then looked at Mrs. Silk: "How is it?" ”

Song Yang realized that they were not going out to play, but doing things for Xie Zimiao, and turned his head to look at the porcelain doll with questioning eyes.

"The Han people in the past came from a strange way, I asked Mrs. Bo to help take a look." Xie Zimiao responded.

The group of Han people who first came to the Sha tribe were not disciples of the national teacher, and after they arrived, they tried their best to help the Sha Lord unify the clan, no matter the purpose and origin are quite suspicious, the porcelain dolls have long wanted to check their origins, to put it bluntly, it is a tomb robbery. This matter has little to do with the expedition in front of you, but the porcelain doll is careful, and if you know that there is something suspicious, you should check it, even if you can't find anything, at least there is no loss, but if something is found, it may affect the overall situation.

Shamin attaches great importance to the corpse of the deceased, there is a special person to guard the cemetery, it is not easy to dig the graves of those Han people, a while ago Mrs. Silk herself is not too sure, now seven up and eight down also arrived with Song Yang, many good hands together, more people will naturally be bolder, this morning everyone ran out to dig the grave in a group.

Those people were also dead for ten years at the latest, and they had long since turned into dry bones when they were buried in the earth, and nothing could be seen at all. As for the burial goods, Qi Shang Paxia, the most professional tomb robbers, searched for a long time, not to mention the things that could mark their identities, and they couldn't even find an object with obvious Han characteristics. In addition, when the graves were dug up, they found that the graves had already been turned over once.

It's easy to guess, the sand people will definitely not do such a thing as tomb robbing, and the first person to take the lead is no one else, only the disciple of the national teacher who pretended to be the sand master.

After talking about the tomb robbery in a few words, the porcelain doll frowned: "So, you haven't found it?" "The disciples of the national teacher are one step ahead of them, even if there are any useful things in the funeral goods, they will be taken by others long ago, and they will all be sent to the national teacher a long time ago.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Silk shook her head, but before she could speak, Qi Shang on the side couldn't hold back any longer, and hurriedly said with a smile: "It's not that nothing has been found, finally Lord Xie blessed, so that we didn't run this trip in vain." ”

As he spoke, Madame Silk took out something wrapped in a brocade from her satchel. Don't ask, the handkerchief is Mrs. Silk's, and other women's handkerchiefs are embroidered with a swallow and a few flowers, and Mrs. Silk's handkerchief is actually embroidered with a big white goose, which looks a little ridiculous.

Qi Shang became mysterious from his expression to his voice: "We don't know this thing, but don't worry, we know that in this sand camp, someone will definitely know it!" As he spoke, he looked at Song Yang with a grin.

Song Yang could understand his gaze, and responded with a smile: "The person you are talking about is me?" How can you be sure that I will know? ”

"You must know it, you don't know it." Qi Shang's answer was cloudy and foggy, Mrs. Silk was too lazy to accompany him to sell guanzi, holding the package in one hand and opening the other handkerchief, revealing the things inside, Song Yang saw it, his eyes suddenly became extremely surprised, and his smile stiffened, and he was really surprised!

It is a string of bead chains worn on the wrist, the color is bright and dazzling, the gold beads, silver beads, wood beads are mixed with gold thread and worn into a string, colorful, dazzling enough but not too much beauty, there is no fine workmanship of Han ornaments, anyone can see that this thing is by no means from the Han realm.

It's really just like Qi Shang said, everyone else can not know this thing, but Song Yang has no reason not to know it...... Because on his wrist, he now carries an identical chain of beads.

When Song Yang met the only one of his kind in the world on the outskirts of the capital, Tomorrow Villa, Su Hang gave him a bead chain as a token to show his grandmother when he was in contact.

The bead chain that Su Hang tied to him with his own hands, Song Yang has never taken it off, and everyone who followed him has seen it. It is not difficult to understand that the bead chain is not a Han craft, and the disciples of the national teacher who went to rob the tomb first only regarded it as a gadget of the sand people, and did not think it was anything strange; But as soon as the seven and eight people saw it, they thought that Song Yang also had a similar ornament, so they took it out and brought it back.

Song Yang took the bead chain in Mrs. Silk's hand, and carefully compared it with his own string, from workmanship to material to color arrangement, there was no difference, it was simply the same.

But this is even more incomprehensible, a pair of bead chains, the first string comes from the depths of the East China Sea, and the other string comes from the Far North Wasteland, even if Song Yang is a god, don't think about finding a reasonable explanation for a while.

Song Yang explained the origin of his bead chain, sure enough, everyone showed a strange look, this is not a puzzle that can be solved by smart brains at all, and now I don't want to talk about what the result is, I can only find a chance to track it down in the future, Mrs. Silk will not take it back, so it will be handed over to Song Yang to collect, it is dinner time, and now they are no longer eating with the sand people, and their own puppies are responsible for cooking for everyone.

The porcelain doll was not idle, and continued to study her military affairs, unlike others, she felt that her brain was clearer in the middle of the night, Song Yang did not dissuade her, she just sat aside and quietly matched, these two nights were like this, anyway, with his cultivation and physique, he practiced for a big week, which was enough to make up for a few nights without sleeping.

And this time, in the dead of night, the porcelain doll suddenly asked him: "Will Su Hang come back?" The voice was soft, and the porcelain doll did not look up, its eyes still fixed on the huge map.

For the owner of Tomorrow Villa, Su Hang, who told Jingtai 'I like Song Yang' in front of tens of millions of Yan people after Yu Yipin, Xie Zimiao had already heard of it, but like Xiao Yu and Chu Rong, she never asked before.

Song Yang shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"Oh." The porcelain doll responded, was silent for a moment, and looked up at Song Yang: "I like you too." ”

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After three more days, there was finally movement in the camp of the sand people, a military order flowing water generally came out of the king's tent, the sonorous horn resounded through the world, the soldiers were neatly dressed and rushed to the assembly place, which was diametrically opposed to the previous delay in moving troops, and when the order to really open was passed, everyone acted quickly, and each assembled team immediately set off, standing on a high place and looking out, a group of sand people soldiers cruising out from all over the camp, constantly converging, and finally condensed into a mighty torrent, the blade reflects the sun, and the flag rolls over the cold wind, Hurried into the distance.

Soon after, the sand flew around the army, covering the warriors.

It was not only the young men who left the camp to go on the expedition, but countless old men and strong women also formed multiple teams to drive the sand forward. Song Yang hadn't asked beforehand, but with his thoughts, it was not difficult to think that these old men and women were 'suspicious soldiers', and their expedition was not to kill the enemy, but to confuse the wolf sentry.

In addition, Song Yang and his party were also divided into two teams, he and Luo Guan were incorporated into the vanguard together, and they really went to be a pawn, and the dragon bird realized the Tao by killing, and what kind of killing in this world can be more cruel and fierce than the battlefield rush? This is his practice, although it is dangerous, but he is not willing to let go of such a good opportunity no matter what.

Others are almost one-sided against this matter, but the porcelain doll does not stop it, and she will never stop what Song Yang wants to do, although she is far more worried than others. Fortunately, there is also Luo Guan's side to protect him, and now that the great grandmaster has recovered as before, after a fake death, Song Yang's combat power has also improved by leaps and bounds, and the two cooperate with each other, and ordinary dangers can't enter their eyes.

As for the rest of the people, all of them are advancing with the Chinese army where King Baiyin and the porcelain doll are, not to mention the lackeys of Xie Men, they have to protect their own young lady; Nan Rong, Xiao Wan and others originally intended to go with Song Yang, but the battlefield was dangerous, and with their skills, they not only couldn't help but still dragged them down, so they stayed in the Chinese army.

Song Yang went forward with the army, although he was the guest of honor of Marshal Baiyin Wang and the benefactor of all the Shamin, but he did not get any special treatment, he ate and slept with the Shamin soldiers, and even carried much more weight than others, Luo Guan was also similar to him, but the great grandmaster carried a longbow, which still showed the difference from the Sha pawn.

During the march, Luo Guan smiled at Song Yang and said, "Sometimes I really can't tell whether you know whether you know anything or not." ”

A little guy who came out of a deserted town dared to attack Yanding and Jingtai, which was so arrogant, who dared to say that he was self-aware, Luo Guan had to stretch out his hand and fan the person who spoke;

But to say that Song Yang has no self-knowledge... Which man didn't want to command thousands of troops and horses to win the battle, Song Yang didn't care about this battle from beginning to end, so he happily came to be a big soldier.

Song Yang understood what the Great Grandmaster meant, and smiled: "Two different things, when put together, they can't be confused, just talk about war...... I didn't think much of it, and I don't think of it as a battle at all. ”

"And what do you do with it?" Luo Guan asked in wonder.

"Murder." Song Yang told the truth.

Luo Guan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The name of the demon star really doesn't wronged you." After speaking, after thinking about it, the Grand Master smiled again: "What a good soldier!" Finally, he patted Song Yang on the shoulder again, as if encouraging: "Kill more, and you can improve again!" ”

Just kill people and don't want to fight, what strategy, tactics and the like are the affairs of marshals and generals, Song Yang didn't bother with that brain at all.

They walked around and around the wasteland in more than 20 days, and then there were fierce battles one after another.

Sometimes it is to meet the enemy alone, sometimes it is to cooperate with friendly troops, sometimes it is difficult to fight in the face of superior enemies, and sometimes it is not to chase the fleeing enemy army, and Song Yang has never asked the commander a word "why is this", Chang Chunhou resolutely obeyed the military order, and marched when he heard the trumpet, fought when he heard the drum, and withdrew when he heard the gold......

Before you know it, the seasons change quietly, from early winter to deep winter to early spring...... Spring is coming in Nanli, but the grasslands in the north are still snowy and cold. Song Yang himself couldn't count how many battles he fought and how many people he killed, but as long as he was on the battlefield, he turned into a mad demon and concentrated on killing!

The original Shamin vanguard had long since been exhausted, and Song Yang and Luo Guan were mixed into other teams with their comrades, and by now they had changed four or five banners.

During this period, Song Yang had also participated in several large-scale battles, even with his amazing eyesight, it was far from the entire battlefield, and he didn't look at it, only the closest wolf pawn to him in his eyes. And after this kind of battle, which included tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of soldiers, he didn't know whether his army would win or lose for a short time, and the only thing he could be sure of was that he and Luo Guan were still alive.

Even now, Song Yang did not know whether the Shamin army had made contact with the Uighurs, let alone whether the battle was favorable or unfavorable to his side, and he knew no more than any of the Sand warriors around him......

Today, there was another battle during the day, the wolf soldiers were defeated after a long battle, the sand tribe did not chase after them, but camped in place to rest, after dinner, Song Yang was not afraid of the cold ground, his head rested on the snow with his hands on his head, and he hummed a small hanging in his mouth to look up at the night sky.

Luo Guan walked closer and said with a smile: "I'm in a good mood." ”

Song Yang responded: "Today is a special day. ”

Luo Guan wondered: "What day?" ”

"February 19th, the day of the great joy of the Uighur king and Princess Nanli," Song Yang exhaled and sulked: "At this time, I should almost enter the cave room." ”

It's just an auspicious day, and it's not a big deal to miss it, but I haven't seen him for a long time, and Song Yang really misses it.