That day he went to the depths of the grassland to herd sheep, and when he returned to the village, he saw only a river of blood flowing from the village.

His father's body was already cold, cut in two by the waist, and the internal organs in his abdomen fell out. But even so, he still held his intestines and crawled far, far away with blood.

In the direction of his father's death, he found his naked mother and sister.

At that moment, he vowed that he would join the army of the Great Zhou, kill all the foreign troops on the grassland, and avenge his family.

During this period of time, he followed Jiang Xian to kill the enemy. He thought he was strong enough, but he didn't know until this moment that he still had fear in his heart.

He feared that he would be like his father, dragging his entrails and trying to leave the battlefield, only to die in excruciating pain.

And in the hearts of those soldiers around him, didn't they think the same as this young man? It's just that they are older than this boy and have been on the battlefield for a longer time, so they know that if they speak out rashly, it will inevitably affect the morale of the entire team.

Therefore, when the young man's voice sounded, the soldiers who were originally shouting fell silent. Only the sound of the rushing stream was heard under the surface of the stream that had broken the ice in front of him.

Jiang Xian's face was slightly pale, and he saw a group of foreign soldiers behind him, whistling in incomprehensible nonsense, and galloping with a horsewhip.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and pull out his sword with a "Cen" sound: "Abandon the horse!" Before the ice breaks completely, cross the stream now! ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, on this icy and snowy prairie. If you abandon the horse, you will be killing yourself. If they can't find a suitable place to camp tonight, the extremely cold weather of the grassland at night will kill them.

Although there is little hope that they will find the large army alive, if they don't even have horses......

Jiang Xian's words made everyone hesitate for a while, and they didn't jump off the horse immediately.

Or Ruan Yue was the first to jump down and hurriedly shouted at them: "How many times before, we have all survived?" Are you just giving up and waiting to be taken back as a prisoner? If you don't abandon the horse and cross the stream, there will be no time! ”

His voice fell, and everyone woke up like a dream.

Ruan Yue was the military advisor of their team, if it weren't for the fact that he and Jiang Xian had several surprises. It is very likely that when they first enter the battlefield, they will not be able to escape the plots of the black hands hiding in the team, and die on the big grassland outside this pass.

After almost a month of washing, they finally got rid of the unclean people in the team. But they still couldn't prevent this time, and they were sent to this place where foreign activities are frequent.

In just a few days, they don't know how many times they have fought with people. There were no steppe guides in the group, and the next day they lost their way in the wilderness.

They are obviously fighting for the Great Zhou, why is it that at such a moment, there are still people from the Great Zhou who are assassinating their own fighters behind their backs?

"Yes, we can't die so unexplained!"

"We will not die at the hands of these foreigners, nor will we die on this grassland, we will go back to seek justice for our dead brothers!"

……

The soldiers dismounted, no longer hesitating, and resolutely stepped onto the ice. Fortunately, there was no danger this time, and all the remaining soldiers who had not crossed the stream went to the other side of the stream together.

The foreign soldiers who came from behind, apparently not expecting them to abandon their horses and cross the stream, stood on the opposite bank and shouted at them.

Jiang Xian glanced back at the soldiers, then led everyone to step on the snow and quickly left the grassland.

"Striker, what are they talking about?" As soon as Jiang Xian turned around, the blade-like wind on the Shuobei grassland swept over the silver-white armor on his body, filling the white cloak behind him.

The cloak was stained with stains, and if it were not for the position near the shoulder armor, it still retained its original color, and it would not have been recognizable, which was the body that lined him like a celestial man when he went to the battlefield.

The striker glanced bitterly behind him, and whispered to Jiang Xian: "General, this group of people from the Qi tribe is talking. Tomorrow spring, their masters will be able to break through the defense line in the northern part of the Great Zhou, and their iron hooves will step into the warm south and drive straight into the hinterland of the Great Zhou! ”

Jiang Xian's eyes condensed slightly, remembering that it should be a very warm south now, and it must be the season of spring flowers. In Jiangzhou, thousands of miles away, there is his most beloved woman, even if he can't leave this grassland today, and he will never allow these Hu people to hurt her at all!

This ice-breaking stream on the prairie is like a transparent ribbon across this snow-covered grassland.

The water in this stream has always been fast, and the water is so deep that even the herders of the grassland have to go around to the relatively shallow places upstream.

A group of Qian soldiers who let go of the Great Zhou army stood next to the stream and guarded a few horses, and respectfully welcomed a middle-aged man riding a black high-headed horse in the rear, with a mixed temperament like a bloodthirsty lion. The weapon in his hand was not the knives and arrows commonly used by their Hu people, but a halberd that had been snatched from a general of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the early years.