The snow kept falling, endlessly. According to Hou Junji, this is because the entire Daqing River (Note 1) is frozen in winter. So when spring comes, the water can't go from the ground, so it has to be diverted to the sky, and then it turns into snowflakes and falls all the way.

For the "big river" that flows with the wind overhead, Samurai still wants it to go on land. At least the Yellow River on the ground doesn't make people feel so wet and uncomfortable. The snow in March doesn't feel as cold as it does in winter, but it does it more aggressively than it does in winter. As long as the palm-sized snowflakes stick to the body, they will turn into a handful of clear water in the blink of an eye. If the rich people in the city collect it to make tea, this is a good material. It's a pity that everyone went to fight a war, not to taste tea and poetry.

The army has been walking in the snow for two days, and there is at least half the way ahead. In the legend that the samurai had heard, even the party members, who were known for their frost resistance, did not dare to march like this in the snow without stopping. If he had brought the same army from before, he could guarantee that half of his brothers had fallen by this time. But at present, the second son's department is 2,000 new soldiers, although the combat effectiveness is weaker, the endurance is really strong.

"Is it going to be far? I can't even see the shadow of the sun in this hellish weather! By Samurai's side, the eldest grandson Wuji muttered and complained. From the beginning, he did not agree with this suggestion of a long-distance run, but the second son, Shimin, was fascinated by Hou Junji's "slander", and as his closest staff, the eldest grandson Wuji had to obey the order unconditionally.

"At this rate, I'm afraid I'll have to walk all day. Thanks to Junji's caution, before leaving, he suggested that the second son bring double the war horse! On the right side of the samurai, Liu Hongji replied while wiping the snow on his face. The further south you go, the faster the snow melts, and the ground beneath your feet has begun to soften, and the horses and riders will be thrown into mud sows if they are not careful. Fortunately, the soldiers grew up on the plug, and from an early age they were accustomed to using their mounts like Hu'er, so that they did not lose the courage to climb back into the saddle immediately after falling.

"Lu Yuan is tired, even if you win by luck, you can't boast about what you get!" The eldest grandson Wuji snorted from his nostrils, negating Liu Hongji's appreciation of Hou Junji. He especially didn't like this wild boy who suddenly appeared, and he didn't like it even more than he didn't like Samurai Tong. So for a while, the gaze that looked at the samurai tong was actually much gentler, and he was no longer as critical as before.

"The more weather like this, the more the opponent can't imagine that we will come suddenly!" The samurai looked up and replied with a smile. Saying such things, he is not determined to oppose the eldest grandson Wuji. The eldest grandson Wuji is a civil servant and does not understand martial arts. And he and Liu Hongji admired Hou Junji who was walking beside Li Shimin in front of him at the moment. Although that kid only relied on a few words of advice, he climbed from an ordinary guard to the position of the pro-soldier brigade rate, and his promotion was enviable. But the other party has real skills in his stomach, and he can't help but not appreciate Wu and Liu.

Regarding the reason for abandoning the small tribes at the foot of Helan Mountain and ignoring them, and choosing the most powerful Hosana Khan, who is the farthest away from Mingsha City, Hou Junji explained that day: First, all the tribes under Helan Mountain are more or less Turkic blood, and it is not easy for the new army to deceive them. Second, the tribes are close to Mingsha City, and they are attacked, and it is easy for outsiders to suspect that this matter is the work of the new army, and once they are used as a handle by the enemy, they will cause trouble for the Tang Mansion. The third reason that Hou Junji said was the most admirable for the warriors, the Khan had just formed a feud with the Tuyuhun people the year before last, and the Li Jiajun suddenly killed him from the west in a circle, and others would think that the Tuyuhun people did it, and they would not suspect the head of the Li Jiajun hundreds of miles away. In addition, this raid and drive out of the Han people was led by the Khan of Hosana, so that he would be punished, and other tribes would also be restrained.

This son is a general's talent, and in private, Wu Shi Tong and others commented on Hou Junji. But what he admires more now is Li Shimin. The second son, who was only seventeen years old, only used one sentence, "In my lifetime, I hope to see you bring your troops back to clear this revenge!" It made the sluggish Hou Junji completely reborn. Similarly, the second son of the Tang Mansion said: "I will take you to take revenge, from now on!" "It inspired the spirit of three thousand soldiers. Before leaving, in order to compete for the places to go out and stay behind, the brothers almost did not fight themselves. This is simply a miracle for the usually lifeless Li Jiajun.

"But that kid is a good drawer!" Seeing that Liu Hongji and Wu Shi Tong refused to respond to him, the eldest grandson Wuji had to temporarily give up picking on Hou Junji, and instead recognized some dispensable advantages in the other party. Hou Junji's handwriting is good, and his painting skills are also very good, and now Li Jiajun's battle flag is painted with a mark drawn by him in the style of the Turks. However, the blue-black flag is not depicted with the various wolf heads commonly used by the Cypriot race, but a snow-white wolf with two wings on its back.

"Flying Wolf Army!" At the moment when the military flag was drawn, Li Shimin blurted out the name. Later, under the unanimous opposition of everyone, this team wearing black armor and waving black battle flags was renamed the Flying Tiger Army. Although their banner is a blue wolf soaring in the night sky.

They scurried through the snowy night like foraging wolves, and the snow that fell from the sky quickly melted, drowning out the traces left behind by the team. In a place called Jinshawan, Hou Junji led the team to walk across the river that was still in a frozen state, "Everyone disperse, slow down and walk slowly, don't alarm the river god under the water!" He commanded in a low voice. Among the generals of this army were more familiar with the terrain than those surnamed Hou, so no one could raise any objections.

Under the leadership of Li Shimin, everyone followed the order. Although sometimes they think they have lost their way, because all the scenery is almost always repeated. For example, the Great Wall, which was originally opposite Mingsha City, suddenly appeared between the glacier and the desert, and the snow-covered city wall and the river bank were close at hand.

There are no defenders on the city wall, and the treasury has become increasingly tight in the past two years, and the bigwigs of the DPRK and China have eliminated all the defenders on the northwest Great Wall. The reason they did this was that the Turks were good brothers of the Great Sui, and it was impossible to rashly turn the other cheek. Of course, the occasional cross-border raid is inevitable! Barbarians, naturally, have reason not to fully abide by the covenant between the two countries. But they hurt the grass people on the side, sacrificing a few ordinary people in exchange for national peace, and the bigwigs think that this sacrifice is very cost-effective.

In the eyes of the high-minded, the only power of the grass people is to make sacrifices, as was the case thousands of years ago, and it will be so thousands of years from now. But the Flying Tigers broke this convention, and they tried to retaliate. Braving the wind and snow through the broken city walls and into the desert. Then he hurried along the desert with firm steps.

When people came out of the desert again, the snow suddenly became smaller and the wind suddenly became stronger. The snowflakes that fell on the armor no longer melted, but stuck like glue to the armor and the fur of the horses. Half an hour later, the black clothes on everyone's bodies turned into white armor, and the brown hair of the mounts under their crotch also stood up one by one, like silver threads. "If this kid has bad intentions!" Wu Shi Tong was suddenly frightened by his own thoughts, if Hou Junji was sent by the enemy, there was no need to lead everyone into the ambush circle, as long as he continued to insist on walking in the snow for a few days, everyone would freeze to death.

But Li Shimin believes in Hou Junji as much as he believes in his own eyes. Whenever someone questioned Hou Junji's suggestion, the second son of the Li family, who had never suffered so hard and was so tired that he needed someone to help him sit up straight on the horse, always stood firmly by Hou Junji's side.

"Junji took everyone to go like this, so naturally there is a reason to go like this. The brothers have a common enmity with the Hu people, and as long as they can persevere, we who are generals will not let them down! Facing the suspicious henchman, Li Shimin said. Her purple lips trembled up and down, but she raised her neck proudly.

After pacifying the henchmen he had brought from Honghua County, he rode his horse again and trotted on the flanks of his own team, and every time he ran more than a hundred paces, he stopped and shouted and asked, "Brothers, are you afraid of being tired?" ”

"Don't be afraid!" The soldiers, who had only been told in advance that they were about to be led to trouble the Shepherd Tribe, but did not know where the final destination was, replied in unison. They have not been trained for half as long as the food guards back then, but the momentum on their expressions at this moment is no worse than that of their predecessors. But this is a different kind of momentum, the food guard army carries the vigor and sharpness of a group of young people, and the Flying Tiger Army has a compelling murderous aura at the moment.

"The imperial court doesn't allow us to start a war without permission, so I took everyone to take revenge on the sly! If this trip fails, no one will admit to this operation, and now, do you regret it? Li Shimin breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask everyone.

"Revenge!" A sparse response rang out from the crowd. More brothers pulled out frost-covered knives from their waists and expressed their wishes in silent language.

"But one day, I will bring you back and reclaim everything you have lost!" Infected by the emotions of the brothers, Li Shimin suddenly pulled out a knife from his waist and pointed it at the blue-black sky.

Everyone suddenly closed their mouths because they heard the promise they wanted to hear the most. General Xiao Li in front of him had just grown a beard on his lips, but no one wanted to question his promise. Suddenly, Hou Junji held his saber high and responded loudly with a killing word. Immediately afterward, the heavens and the earth cracked and the sound of killing was heard and retreated into the wilderness.

"Kill, kill, kill!" More than 2,000 brothers raised their swords and shouted loudly. At this moment, the faces of each of them were no longer lifeless, but burning with the hope of life.

"Kill! Kill it with dignity! The samurai shouted as the crowd began. In an instant, he decided to completely bet his future on Li Shimin. Although the other party is not the first heir of the Li family, with such a lord, he will definitely live an extremely wonderful life in this life.

As if hearing everyone's shouts, a crack suddenly cracked in the gray sky. The sun shines down through the cracks in the clouds, illuminating everyone's eyes.

The Yellow River is in the southeast, the desert is in the northwest, and there is a ruined section of the Great Wall not far away, which is the edge of the Tenglan Hanhai (Note 2)! He could fully see that this place was located in Wuwei County on the map, and it only took half a day to walk along the west bank of the Yellow River, which was not far away, to reach the opposite side of Ulanji.

The Yellow River has not yet thawed, killed from the ice, and no one will know who they are and where they come from.

Amidst the cheers, the warrior Tong saw Li Shimin pointing the tip of his knife at the glacier in the distance. The flying blue wolf followed the point of the knife and proudly spread its wings.

This team is called the Flying Tiger Army, and in the chaotic era at the end of the Sui Dynasty, it used to be a nightmare for all the tribes. Years later, someone gave them a more elegant name based on the armor on their bodies, Xuanjia Jingqi.

Note 1: Daqing River, the name of the upper section of the Yellow River. In ancient times, the water of the Yellow River had not completely turned yellow in this section, so the locals called it the Daqing River.

Note 2: Tengger Desert

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