Chapter Forty-Nine: How can the white river be a hundred feet of ice?
Tong Fu looked at the person in front of him, and secretly complained in his heart.
She hasn't figured out what she is, how can she explain it to him?
Furthermore, how can someone as tall as him, with such a thoughtful mind who can see a hole in people at a glance, believe these ridiculous statements?
Before today, she was still repeatedly entangled, and her encounter with Tao Hongjing may be just an illusion. And the few times I stepped into this northern land, it may be just an illusion or a dream.
But Ma Sanbao's words made her no longer able to convince herself easily.
She regretted it a little, when she was in Beiping, she should have grabbed that Jin Zhong and asked clearly. Although Jin Zhong is chattering, he may be able to tell the reason......
She thought for a moment and said, "I met a man in the mountains before, and he said that I was nothing but a soul born in water.
As for whether I am or not, I really don't know. I don't have anything special except that I'm a better swimmer than others.
No, you see, I have a shadow too. ”
Zhu Di looked at her and pointed to the shadow under her feet seriously, and said nothing.
This woman appeared very strangely, but he figured it out.
Jinling people's family, living at the foot of Zhoushan and Longguang Mountain. Father Tongjunlu, ancestor worked in the palace hospital. Mother died young. Sister Tongrou, who has only excelled in learning since she was a child, is now serving as a female historian in the Wenhua Hall of Daming Palace. And the relationship with Zhu Yunwen is quite unusual......
To say that she has nothing to do with the one in the Daming Palace doesn't make sense. But her sudden appearance, as well as her various actions, really didn't seem to be hiding anything......
As for whether it is a human or a ghost......
"Do you know how to ride a horse?" He suddenly raised his eyes.
"No...... No! Tong Fu was startled, how can he say this, does it have anything to do with himself?
He got up, grabbed her wrist as he passed her, and dragged her out.
Before Kirifu could make a fuss, the man had been carried on horseback, and he sat behind him and encircled himself firmly. Immediately after the sound of horses' hooves, the two of them rode and rushed out of the camp like arrows.
She had never dreamed of riding a horse. Don't say that she doesn't have the courage to run two steps, even if she sits on it.
And now, the horse was galloping like a fly, and she felt that all her internal organs were turned over, and she could not even call for help except to hold on to the saddle tightly and close her eyes.
She thought that he was probably crazy and stimulated by something.
Or maybe he wanted to kill himself in this way......
I don't know how long she ran, but just when she felt a little unconscious, the horse finally stopped.
She smelled the scent of the water, heard the sound of the river crashing on the bank, and tried to open her eyes.
This place, she had just come to a few days ago, was what they called the White River.
He dismounted and lifted her down.
On the bank of the river, there is no sound except for the sound of the waves.
Kiri felt that her legs were very weak, and it was a little difficult to stand, but she had already broken through her limit with a gallop.
"There is no bridge, there is no way to make a detour to cross the river, and the only way is for the river to freeze so that the army can pass." Her voice rang out, and she was dizzy and couldn't really hear it.
She barely glanced at the wide river and the rolling water, wasn't that a joke? That's it, can it freeze? Even if it freezes, if it is not frozen a few feet thick, can the army get by?
A terrible thought popped into her head, followed by a shiver all over her body.
Could he be that he wants to sacrifice himself to the river?!
She stole to look at him, and he was looking at herself, as if he had been watching for a while.
"This ...... I can't really help......" she stuttered a little. Even if he is a soul, at most he will be fine if he falls into it, but how can an army of 80,000 people be organized?
But if he does what the storyteller said, it is very possible to kill someone and sacrifice some flag before the war......
"Are you going to be the same as I thought?" He said slowly.
"Nope! Absolutely not! Definitely useless! Kiri Fu shouted almost out of her voice.
"Oh? How do you know it can't? Always give it a try......" He didn't look like a joke at all.
Tongfu's heart is cool inch by inch.
I saw him pull out the saber beside him and hold it horizontally in his hand. Then he looked over coolly, "Come on." ”
Tong Fu is too familiar with his killing intent, and at this moment he knows that there is no way to live. But even so, we must not show fear and lose the solar terms.
She took a step in front of him, her eyes closed, "Give me a good time!" Of course, the voice of this sentence is a little shaky.
After waiting for a while, the expected cold neck did not appear, and she couldn't help but open one eye.
What did the look on his face mean? Dumbfounding? Angry and angry?
She opened her other eye, "No...... It's not to kill me and sacrifice the river......"
At the moment, his anger was obviously rising, and Tong Fu hurriedly said: "I'll just say, this kind of indiscriminate method......"
"Pray." He looked at her coldly.
Prayer? Tong Fu's mind flew by, and immediately folded his hands, facing the turbulent river, and he had words in his mouth but couldn't hear what was said.
Although I don't know what to pray for, it's just like the Mid-Autumn Festival and the New Year's Beggar's Day, make a wish to say something nice.
After chattering for a while, she noticed that there was no movement beside her, and she quietly raised her eyelids again.
He stood long on the shore, the gleaming knife in his hand already in its sheath. At this moment, one of his hands was caressing the bracer, and his gaze fell on the long river......
On the day of the camp, the morale of the Yan army was not high. Everyone knows that the white river in front of us is so strong that it is almost impossible to force it to cross. However, if you don't cross the river, how can you deal with the 500,000 troops of the imperial court on the other side of the river, and how can you return to Beiping?
The most worrying thing is the Tong Fu who is locked in the carriage.
The chariot, converted from a chariot, encloses itself securely inside. There are only two small windows, which are wrapped in iron sheets, and they look sturdy. It's just that I don't know if it can really resist the iron cavalry of 500,000 troops in a war......
She originally thought that King Yan would dislike herself as a burden and throw herself far away in the team escorting King Ning and his relatives. Unexpectedly, he put himself directly behind him not far away......
In the team, she also saw the tall and tall Ma Sanbao. As he passed her carriage, he looked inside. Seeing her sad face, I was a little proud......
As soon as the carriage stopped, she heard a commotion in the ranks of people in front of and behind her. She hurried to the window and looked out of the palm-sized window.
The soldiers exchanged heads and ears, but they were very excited, and bursts of cheers soon came from the front.
"Cross the river! Crossing! The crowd cheered loudly and waved their weapons.
Kiri felt that unless the sun came out in the west, it would be impossible to cross the river......
"The White River is frozen!" Someone shouted, "Heaven help King Yan!" ”
Tong Fu was stupid on the spot, looking at the sun hanging in the air, speechless for a while.