Huang Yuncheng stood upright and straddled the horse, did not lead the horse on a leash, did not hold a whip, his eyes were closed, and his hands were strange.

The black steed sitting on it is also psychic, impartial, carrying Huang Yunjun on horseback.

Every breath and breath is very regular, and there is a vague aura around the body.

It seems to be out of place with the surroundings.

This is also one of the reasons why Su Biwu is reluctant to get close to this once famous prince in the wilderness.

The woman in simple clothes was a little lonely, bored, looking east and west, but seven or eight out of ten of her eyes were still focused on the man beside her, and she deliberately kept pace with him.

Most of the worldly lovers look at the eyes of the woman they want, but at this time, it is the complete opposite, it is the woman who looks at her favorite Langjun.

The woman's surname is Chu and her name is Qingmu.

Huang Yuncheng took a sharp breath, hid in his abdomen, and the black steed under the seat instinctively sank above his back, fortunately, the horse was not an ordinary kind of good riding, but a heavily armored horse that had undergone special training.

After a long time, a mouthful of turbid air was spit out by Huang Yunjun.

The heavy armor rider only felt that his back was light, as if he had nothing on his camel, and he was three points lighter than before.

Huang Yuncheng frowned, but in the eyes of the woman next to him, it seemed that there was something else.

"How much time is left?"

The early morning and dark night were already a little cold, but Huang Yuncheng's voice was even colder, not mixed with half a wisp of emotion.

Chu Qingmu was in his heart at this moment, and he was already familiar with the result of his heart, but he weighed it again and again in his heart, and then continued to answer: ", not tonight, at most two days." ”

As a result, Huang Yunjun's two extremely beautiful eyebrow lines wrinkled more and more compactly.

The two of them did not communicate verbally, but used a sound similar to the means of the mountain, and talked heart-to-heart.

It's not that the aura doesn't exist in the mundane world at the foot of the mountain, but that the aura can't be absorbed and run in one's own body by the monks on the mountain.

And as long as a monk on the mountain who sets foot in this world, there will always be two pairs of eyes on him.

One is that the wood grain token used as a pass, each sect and each secular world is different, and it belongs to each monk sect that is in charge of the mustard seed world under its own mountain, and it must be its own thing, and I don't have to worry about it much, who do you think will worry about you?

These two are similar to the existence of the Heavenly Dao legal system shared by the five major states in all the mustard seed realms under the mountain, which is more restrictive and selfless.

But for these people who are under the mountain, there is not so much control, so there are so many strange things in the eyes of ordinary people.

In the previous Ten Mile Pavilion, the long-bearded old man with a wooden sword on his back on the side of the Fifth Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty was, Chu Qingmu on Huang Yuncheng's side, and the real Shanmen sect that had been passed down from generation to generation behind him.

The 50,000 cavalry troops poured out of the Huangkui Kingdom, including this night march, the commander was not Su Biwu, but the great prince of Huangkui, Huang Yunjung.

Huang Yunjun turned his head to look at Su Biwu, who was known as a general, "How long will it take to get over there?"

Su Biwu, who didn't think about it, blurted out: "It's about five hours." ”

Huang Yunjun then asked, "How many days can we capture that remote city?"

Su Biwu lowered his head and thought about it, and said in a deep voice: "Two days, I only need two days to break through." ”

Huang Yunjun shook his head and said categorically: "No, it's too slow." ”

Fortunately, the voice in front of him is the eldest prince, if it is his Su Biwu's juniors, I am afraid that now it will be another punch and kick that he can't run away.

Is it really like a child's stroll when the army marches? If you feel fast, you will walk slowly, and if you feel slow, you will trot up two steps.

When the army marches, it first scatters ranger reconnaissance to ensure that the follow-up army is not detected by the enemy's eyeline, to prevent it from being ambushed, or to clear the hidden stakes buried by the enemy in the forward army. As for the next is the front army first, the Chinese army follows closely, and the rear army hall will leave a lot of hidden piles, that is, just in case, someone will follow closely, and it is to clean up the traces left by the march of the army.

Nothing is trivial, it's all a big thing.

Su Biwu is a veteran of the battlefield loyal to Huang Kui Kingdom, and the general, known as Su Madman, suppressed his anxiety for the first time, and patiently explained to the eldest prince who was the first to lead the troops into battle beside him: " It's not slow, five hours or because anything other than the necessary things have been abandoned, and with the risk of five or five, only let the forward rangers skip through, and the traces of the army's behavior behind them are not cleaned up, if it is fast, it is a big net basket and small fish, and the shadow can't be seen, and it has not yet arrived at the remote city of Duoyong Pass, but I am afraid that the news has leaked. ”

Immediately afterwards, Su Biwu looked at Huang Yunjun with blazing eyes, and said with a serious expression: "But if the eldest prince is willing to let me lead 40,000 cavalry and go into battle alone, it won't take two days, a day and a half, and I will be able to capture that remote city." ”

After a pause and hesitation, Su Biwu still said the worries in his heart, "But after this capture, how does the eldest prince plan to defend this bloodstained land?"

Su Biwu was waiting, waiting for the answer of the Great Prince, if he spoke wildly, he didn't put the Great Xuan Army in his eyes at all, and if he said anything, he simply spread the horse's hooves, and walked all the way towards the Great Xuan Emperor's capital, capturing the Great Xuan Xiao'er, even if he risked death, he would do it last time, and the general who would not be subject to the foreign military orders immediately grabbed Ma Jiang and turned around and retreated.

If he waits for him to say something that first rejects a city and then slowly tries to do it, he Su Biwu will still be an external general who is not subject to military orders.

In fact, the result is the same, he Su Biwu is planning to stop the eldest prince's trip, which seems to be very reasonable, but in his eyes, it is more like a joke.

If it was placed more than 20 years ago, the middle-aged Su madman who couldn't pull back ten cows, let alone be the second-in-command of this army, even if it was the marching order issued by Emperor Huangkui every time, which small country and small court should not be destroyed, and to what extent, he would not have to look at him Su Biwu nodded.

If it weren't for the fact that there are so many black historical relics, how could he have been scolded for so many years in vain on this Huangkui court?

Huang Yunjun failed to fulfill Su Biwu's intentions, his eyes looked into the distance, as if through the night, and said: "You don't have to worry about those spies ahead, I am free to do it, from now on, remove the cotton pad, let go of the horse's hooves, three hours, before dawn, I want to see the side city, one day later, the city will be broken." ”

In the silent night, the sound of horses' hooves was like thunder.