The long journey was the most painful torture for the soldiers of the Xia Kingdom. They are not afraid of war, but they hate this aimless search. More than 10,000 soldiers and horses hurried away, and everyone's face was full of anxiety and irritability.

Except for one person.

Morantu rode on a horse, and even the most poisonous sun could not make his usually calm and handsome face glow with the slightest displeasure. He whistled leisurely and enjoyed the barren "scenery" of the Western Regions with great interest, which was full of depressing journeys for others, and seemed to be full of different scenery.

Compared to these soldiers who are used as pawns, he obviously knows more, so he will be more confident.

He knew what he was here for, and he also understood Xia Guo's wishful thinking. The so-called occupation of Gucheng, the suppression of the territory by a large army, and the large-scale disturbance of the border are all a scam from beginning to end. What they want to do is to create a deep sense of crisis for the Tang Dynasty, making them think that Xia Guo is finally unwilling to be lonely and wants to provoke a great war.

But is that really the case?

Thinking about the strength of the Tang Dynasty back then, the result was that because of a turmoil that year, the Tang Dynasty was no longer prosperous. Since then, the people of Xia have understood one thing: the only people who can disintegrate the Tang Dynasty are the Tang people.

Since their own people are willing to kill each other, what reason does Xia Guo have not to push it off?

The entire plan of Xia Guo ran through his mind, and Morantu's handsome face was filled with deep admiration. Thinking of this meticulous plan, his mind returned to the day he heard the plan, as if he had seen a charming figure who was still outstanding and eloquent under the surround of the clan leaders of the Xia Kingdom.

As soon as he thought of her, Morantu's heart swelled with tenderness.

As the most outstanding genius of Tieler's century, Morantu's life trajectory was predestined from birth. Burdened with the mission of revitalizing the clan, he does not allow to waste his limited time on the love of children, and his glorious resume from childhood to adulthood also makes him stubbornly believe that no woman can be worthy of him.

It wasn't until he met the woman that he understood a truth: when feelings come, nothing can stop them.

Her eyebrows, her charm, and her demeanor were like a trickle of water, flowing into her parched heart. Morantu, who was sitting on the edge, knew that with just one glance, he might not be able to forget the figure wearing a black veil for the rest of his life.

Her name is Naranudo.

No one knows how Mo Lingtu spent the year. I heard that for the sake of the great cause of Xia Guo, she personally went to Datang, thousands of miles away, but there has been no news so far. He often worries inexplicably in the middle of the night, but there is no one to confide in, so he can only turn this hidden worry into a war in the north and south, so that he has the capital to be taken seriously by her.

Yes, he is for the country, for Tiele's tomorrow, and even more for a woman.

To his surprise, the name that haunted him reappeared in his ears.

The army had been marching for three days when they suddenly encountered an army.

This 8,000-strong Xiongnu army said that it was to transport supplies to them, but the attitude was not friendly, if it were not for the order of King Xia, I am afraid that these Huns with eyes on the top of their heads would not have looked at these Tiele people.

It is the pride of two of the strongest peoples.

Pride is pride, but since it is a united front, there is no reason not to communicate with each other, and more importantly, Mo Lingtu is the actual commander of this army. So even if the commander of this Xiongnu army was reluctant, he had to bow his head and salute.

The first few words of greetings did not make Mo Lingtu half interested, and he didn't even owe a smile to accompany him. But a message after that made his heart beat faster.

"We were met by a force called the 'Guards of the Holy Maiden', who were marching from east to west."

Such a news made Mo Lingtu excited. But after a short period of excitement, he calmed down: "Impossible, the saint is now in Datang, you must have been deceived!" ”

Tu Hong, the leader of the Huns, was already prepared, and said with a smile: "I have long known that Mo Shuai would ask this." That troop was dressed in tatters, and it didn't look like a team that could be on the side of the Holy Cult. But fortunately, when our Hun Iron Cavalry came to reinforce this time, the Holy Sect sent an Overseer, and it just so happened that this Overseer had a lot of connections with the Holy Maiden. ”

"Overseers?"

Mo Lingtu frowned slightly, every one of the people who came out of the Holy Sect had an extraordinary background. And what does the Shenwu Sect mean by sending their people to this rapidly changing battlefield?

"Hmph."

Behind the Hun army, a black figure rose from the ground, and jumped in front of Mo Lingtu's eyes with a rise and fall.

Ying Xie's face was full of pride, even if it was the first person of the young generation of Tiele who was riding on a horse in front of him, he didn't mean to say hello at all.

"Mo Shuai means... Is this godson lying? ”

The black-clothed man in front of him exuded a strange aura all over his body, which made people feel very uncomfortable, and with the slightest disrespect for the coach, the Tiele soldiers were immediately dissatisfied. If it weren't for the military order, I'm afraid that he would have shown his weapon a long time ago.

Mo Lingtu sneered and said, "Whether it's a saint or not, Ben Shuai doesn't know, I only know... Now there is a remnant army of the Tang Dynasty infiltrating westward, how many people... About three thousand. ”

Tuhong's face changed, thinking about the army he had encountered before, it seemed to be about this number. With a worried face, he glanced at Ying Xie, who brushed his sleeves and said, "This godson and Naran Wuduo have known each other for ten years, and I will never hear her voice wrong. That woman is a saint! ”

Mo Lingtu's complexion finally changed, if what Ying Xie said was true, wouldn't the holy woman be mixed with the remnants of the Tang Dynasty?

Thinking that she might become the other party's captive, Mo Lingtu only felt that his heart was like a knife, and he couldn't wait to put on his wings and fly over the yellow earth. But just as he was about to tighten the reins, he thought about it and calmed down again.

With that woman's demonic calculations, she only has to take advantage of it, when has she ever suffered a loss? If she is in the remnants of the army, she naturally has her purpose.

Although he didn't know what her starting point was, Mo Lingtu was never able to erase a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and said, "Since then, the area to the east has long been controlled by my army's iron cavalry, and I have never heard of such a force. As Ben Shuai expected, it must be the remnants of the Tang Dynasty pretending. Although I don't know what the Holy Maiden's intentions are, Mo Lingtu's duty is to definitely not let this remnant army leave the yellow earth alive - the Tiele army obeys the order! ”

"In!"

"Full speed west, don't find the remnant!"

"Order!"

Looking at the long yellow sand ahead, Mo Lingtu urged the horse to gallop away, without even looking at Ying Xie. It wasn't until he rushed to the front of the army that a smile rose on his lips.

Finally... Will you ever be able to see her again?

Among the Hun army that was overflowing with dust and sand, and was soon annihilated by the sand, Tu Hong's face was gloomy, and he said: "Godson, this..."

Ying Xie didn't pay attention to the ground storm, his oblique eyes flashed with cruel light, licked his scarlet lips, and said with a smile: "Naran Wuduo is actually mixed with Tang Dog, interesting, it's so interesting..."