There was silence in the king's tent.

Helianxing, who had a bad idea, knew that he was speechless and regretted it in his heart, and without waiting for Helianshuo to respond, he quickly waved his hand: "I didn't say anything." ”

Helian Shuo looked at Helian Xing, his face was gloomy, but he couldn't think of anything to refute the other party for a while, his eyes turned around in the royal family, and when he saw that everyone lowered their heads and did not speak, he was anxious and angry in his heart, and threw the knife on the ground with a snap, and the blade was shaken out of the scabbard, reflecting a cold cold light.

Helian Xing said in his heart: "The king will take all the troops back first, and leave me to resist for a while!" ”

"Big brother!" Helian Shuo stopped, "Don't mess around! ”

Helian Xing stiffened his neck: "Isn't it just to lose again!" I didn't say anything when I lost to you, but now I'm exchanging my life for Rong Di's immortality, what's not to do-"

Helian Shuo interrupted him: "Shut up! ”

King Rong Di, who was sitting on the wolfskin king's chair, had red eyes and gritted his teeth, like a steppe wolf on the way to the cliff.

"If the two cities are lost, if you can save Rong Di......" The wolf king snorted and gasped for a long time before calming down.

Rong Di has deep facial features, sunken eyes, and originally looked more powerful than the Central Plains, but after he closed his eyes, he looked old, and his voice was trembling and desperate: "My daughter...... Give it to him. ”

"No way!" Helian Xing immediately objected, he was really pecked on the head by the eagle, he scolded secretly in his heart, how could he come up with such a bad idea just now, he argued angrily and ashamedly: "Yes, it is true that I should not have mentioned this opinion, but Ah Su is still young, and the people of the Central Plains are insidious and cunning, so they can't give Ah Su to them!" ”

"Big brother, don't say it, there's no other way." King Dijon sat back in a decadent manner, "I will never risk the lives of my eldest brother and my thousands of Rong Di warriors." ”

Seeing that he was unmoved, Helian Xing felt more and more guilty and anxious......

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The wind and sand are dusty, and in the dark night, the desert in the northwest splashes like dust and smoke with the running of horses' hooves.

There is no color more than the warm red, and the red bird burning in the sky, the woman dressed in red, covered most of her face with an impermeable scarf, leaving only bright jade-colored eyes to converge on the desert scenery.

She clamped the horse's belly with her legs, and slowly, slowly, let go of the hand holding the reins, and reached forward, shoulders raised, to embrace the burning sunrise.

Unfettered, she spread her arms on the galloping horses, stepped over the yellow sand, and drank over the river.

Helensu reined in front of the flocks of sheep and heard the shepherd's long aria, as if she too wanted to become one of them—the desert, her freedom, the treasure she was born with.

The cotton clothes were warm, and the fur of the hunted animals was tightly wrapped, and he leaned over the maroon red pony running underneath, and the remaining little cold dissipated.

The star of the desert, the scorching sun, the pony passed through the territory of Rongdi again and again, she is the daughter of the desert, like an eagle in the territory, using a porcelain basin to receive the first rain of spring, filling the first pot of wine with a wine bag, guarding the white tent, and growing up slowly.

"Chi'er, faster!"

Helian Su baby his own horse, raised his whip and patted the side of the foal, the horse was human, neighed low, and in a blink of an eye, it sped up, and a crisp laughter like a silver bell rolled down from the horse's tail: "Faster! ”

A round of golden light in the east lit up the sky, and before the night faded, Helian Su had already arrived in the wasteland on the back side of the tribe, and could look at the morning sun without obstruction.

She untied the scarf around her neck, revealing the iconic fair face of the Dijon tribe, her cheeks were naturally pink, her emerald eyes were smiling, and she narrowed a round of curved moon, and crystal clear sweat slipped quietly from her sideburns.

Today's sun is good, maybe the grass tips buried under the snow can rise more, and the cattle and sheep can eat more, the gift of the desert comes from the hard, I only hope that one day the people can live a better life.

In the distance, the whine of a horn was heard, the sound of the men who had risen in the morning to go home.

Helensul stopped and flipped off his foal, smoothed the mane of the horse's back, and whispered in his ear, letting his bare ears rub against her face, giving goosebumps to its soft hair.

After playing, he wraps his scarf around his neck again and paces back with the tired pony in tow.

The desert is not only full of devastated yellow and wind-blown sand, but also gives birth to a completely different vitality from the Central Plains, a little more wild, a little more wanton, and the lake of the source of life is the tenderness they share.

Helian Su is different from those teenagers who have not grown up, she rarely inquires about the southern invasion, she does not yearn for the rich Central Plains that the old people talk about, and prefers to let herself be born in the desert and buried in the yellow sand.

The bells embellished with Chi'er shook with a crisp sound, and the woman who got up early from the white tent sent warm blessings to her.

Set up an iron pot in the camp, boil a bowl of hot food, and along the way, the nasal cavity was filled with the warm milky aroma, wrapped in the wheat smell of the cake, so that the sweaty Heliansu found the warmth of running again.

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"Daddy, Auntie, I'm back!"

Helian Su lifted the thick leather curtain and walked into the warm tent, but today her mother was not in the tent, and her father did not welcome her back heartily.

"How are you... Uncle is there too? Helian Su walked a few steps before he noticed Helian Xing sitting on the left, and subconsciously wanted to quit, worried about disturbing the big things in the clan.

"You stay......"

Helian Shuo let out a long sigh, and there was an indissoluble melancholy between his eyebrows: "Stay......"

"Father?"

Helian didn't understand what his father meant, and stayed... Listen to him talk to his uncle about the war?

A soldier violently lifted the curtain and knelt on the ground with a tumble, a bleak cold wind blew, and Heliansu at the door was caught off guard by the sudden temperature difference, and his body trembled several times.

"Chief, those cunning Han people suddenly increased their troops this morning, Qi Tong...... It's almost gone! ”

The iron-blooded man's voice was full of sorrow, sweat and tears mixed with the liquid hidden on the ground, and he didn't have to think about it to know that in this battle, I don't know how many sons and daughters are buried in the yellow sand.

Helian Shuo rushed out without thinking about it, leaving behind his coat, his majesty and arrogance.

"I can't keep it, I can't keep ...... one"

Helian Xing put his scarred hands on her shoulders, and gently pressed them as if trying to save something, and the old tears were in the girl's blank gaze: "Rong Di, defeated." ”

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The war that had been stalemate for half a year finally came to a great victory on the day of Gu Yu.

The constant rhythm all day extinguished Rong Di's momentum, and the sudden increase in troops caught them off guard.

Watching those Rong Di's barbarians flee one after another, Shen Mo did not chase after him.

The army stopped at the pass and took the pass that once belonged to the Central Plains into its arms.

It was a protracted war waiting for the other party's lack of support, because they missed their hometown and took back the two cities in one go, but after all, Rong Di was not wiped out...... However, the voice of peace will be heard in a few days.

This time he didn't wait too long, much earlier than Shen Mo expected.

Helian Shuo sent a letter to him, saying that he wanted to negotiate peace with General Shen, and offered the city in his hand and the most precious gift of the Helian clan, just to make friends with the Central Plains again.

There was joy in Qitong City, although General Shen ordered not to relax, but occasionally excited soldiers, couldn't help but find the red paper brought by the merchant and tied it with a lantern, and secretly hung it by the window, every time he saw it, he came from the bottom of his heart.

Shen Mo didn't stop it, and quietly asked the deputy general to loosen the granary, enough that every soldier who was so excited that he couldn't sleep could lie on the bed with a full stomach.

The letters at the border pass are like birds rushing to eat, and stacks of them pour out of Qitong's nest.

One after another good news was handed over to Li Siyuan's case, and I heard that the emperor's early dynasty had broken the wound on his forehead with a red smile on his face for an unknown number of times.

The emperor was happy, and so were the ministers, and the atmosphere of joy spread to the entire imperial city layer by layer.

The people put up lanterns, just waiting for the emperor's order, and then they can go out to welcome the triumph of the army.

"Xuan, Shenwu General Shen Mo and all the soldiers brought Rong Di's envoys into Beijing, Qin this!"