At the same time that Wang Anfeng encountered Shan Xinglan.

Further north in northern Xinjiang, a battle in the cold wind ended silently.

On the glacier, Gongsun Jing pulled out the spear stuck upside down in the ice, his wrist shook, and the blood on the blade of the spear left an arc-shaped blood mark on the ice, and Qing Taoqi was either cleaning up the wound or wiping the blood on the blade.

What moved Dongfang Ning was that even at this time, they still maintained a cold solemnity, and their movements were silent.

The white glaciers have been stained red with blood.

Three thousand Eagle Yang cavalry removed the part that was strangled at the beginning, a considerable part of them were still alive, but everyone was wounded, after being outflanked before and after, wrapped dumplings, the main general died, the morale of the Eagle Yang cavalry fell again and again, languishing, after the battle damage exceeded fifty percent, there was no will to fight again, and became a prisoner of Qingtao Cavalry.

Gongsun Jing looked at the battlefield with a pair of eyes.

Not only the corpse of the Eagle Yang Cavalry, but also the Qingtao Cavalry was also damaged in battle.

After all, this is a battlefield, facing a very fierce enemy.

It is that each of them has the realm of nourishing qi, and they are chiseled from behind, surrounded by left and right, the time and place are favorable, and almost all of them are occupied, but the opponent is not good at stubble, a thousand people are out of battle, although there are not many people killed in the battle now, most of them have been injured, but the look and flame in their eyes are getting hotter and hotter.

Qingtao is not a member who is found casually.

Their fathers and grandparents all had soldiers from Great Qin.

Almost all of their ancestors participated in the Northern Expedition of the Emperor Taishang.

The nomadic tribes of the steppe do not produce, every time there is not enough food, they will lead the army to the south, this is the same as hungry to eat, the old Qin people resisted the northern frontier, and defeated the Huns in the south again and again, and there was also a great defeat experience, and tens of thousands of troops were wiped out at every turn.

The reason why he followed the Northern Expedition of the Emperor Taishang was that he couldn't swallow it in his stomach.

This has been the hatred of generations, the grassland is vast, and it has no value for Qin, so hundreds of years ago, most of the Xiongnu attacked the Central Plains like crazy, and the male lord of the Central Plains held his breath, vigorously developed casting and population, and waved his army to fight back when he had saved enough money.

The old Qin people who have counted for several generations, as long as they follow the lord and don't be suffocated to death, they are Ming Jun, and it is worth dying.

It's just that the last few decades have been calm, and the border friction is only the border friction, and it has not developed into a war between the two countries.

Gongsun Jing was ordering his subordinates to lightly tap the battle damage, and saw a young woman wearing a white fox fur walking out of the direction of the glacier, immediately dismounted and stepped forward, bowed and said: "Thanks to the advice of the Oriental girl, otherwise we rushed into the grassland rashly and fell into an ambush, I'm afraid it would be worse." ”

Dongfang Ning Xin withdrew his gaze from the battlefield.

On this originally white glacier, the evil aura is still extremely amazing, although her expression is calm, but the military strength and killing momentum shown by the Qingtao Riding have made her heart very shaken, she never thought that the country and the people have been peaceful for 30 years, and now, there are still such people in the world who can fight well.

Gathering his mind, he shook his head and said:

"Even if he is not below, the general can easily break through."

"In the final analysis, the Huns underestimated the general after all......"

Gongsun Jing smiled heartily and said:

"Underestimated? It's good to underestimate it, if it's Zuo Wuwei's Yang Jinzu who comes today, I'm afraid it can only be exchanged for a thousand, which is not worth it, but if there is no girl to speak, no matter how the formation is arranged, it will only be able to rush out, and it will be impossible to kill the generals and seize the army. ”

Can you exchange one for one with Yang Jinpai?

Dongfang Ningxin's heart moved slightly, thinking of chatting with Bi Tong'er of Baiyue Kingdom, who once envied the strong army in the world, saying that although those soldiers in Baiyue Country were extremely arrogant and pretentious on weekdays, they were only arrogant and arrogant because they had never been right with those strong troops.

The army of 30,000 people, if they encounter the Green Willow Battalion under the command of Sima Cuo of Great Qin, and the Yang Jin Pawn in Northern Xinjiang, they can exchange five for one, and the general of the Baiyue Kingdom can wake up secretly laughing when he sleeps at night.

According to the collapse of morale in fifty percent of the battle damage, the one thousand Qingtao cavalry in front of him has the combat power to tear apart the 10,000 Yue National Army head-on, or even more than that, most of the army will collapse after the battle loss exceeds 30%.

And Gongsun Jing in front of him is obviously the kind of veteran oil, saying that he hides one hand in the other, he doesn't have to look at it and laugh now, his face is full of sincerity and sincerity, if he really believes what he said, I am afraid that he will not even know how to die in the end.

Dongfang Ningxin didn't answer, just straightened the black hair on his sideburns, and said:

"General Gongsun is here for the Lord of the Shenwu Mansion."

"If so, what happens next for the general?"

The smile on Gongsun Jing's face was slightly retracted, and he said:

"Dare to ask the Oriental girl, can you calculate the location of my young master?"

Dongfang Ningxin shook his head and said: "Let the general laugh, I have calculated it in the next place, but since some time ago, I can no longer calculate the destiny of the lord of the palace, it seems that there are masters who have covered his destiny for him from time to time, with my means, but I can see the flowers in the fog, and I can't see it at all." ”

"I can just feel that he has escaped the greatest danger, but it seems that he has not left the northern frontier yet, if the general wants to help him, he might as well find a way to attract the attention of the northern region, so that no one will track him down."

Gongsun Jing nodded and said:

"So...... There is Miss Law. ”

Dongfang Ningxin talked with Gongsun Jing for a while, and then resigned, she had made a special trip here to form a good relationship with Shenwu Mansion, but at this moment she had been slightly attacked by the heavens, and she urgently needed to recuperate, so she turned around and walked into the wind and snow, and she had lost her trace in a short time.

Gongsun Jing retracted his gaze and looked at the unarmed Hun Eagle Horseman.

One of the deputy generals said a few words in the Central Plains, and when he saw him, he shrunk his neck, and his tone revealed some Shu dialect, and said:

"You said, surrender and don't kill ......"

The look on Gongsun Jing's face was grim, his eyes were full of coldness, and his right hand suddenly pulled out the Daqin horizontal knife on his waist and put it on the neck of the deputy general.

The coldness in the silence made Gu Tianhan, who was wrapped in two layers of white bear fur next to him, a little uncomfortable.

My throat was tickling, and I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say a word.

Gongsun Jing in front of him made his heart tremble unfamiliarly.

Gongsun Jing held the knife and smiled softly:

"Since the dispersal of the Shenwu Mansion, I have been a first-class spy in the rivers and lakes for twenty years, and I remember a lot of things in my mind too clearly, I will count them for you."

"Seventeen years ago, in March, Northern Xinjiang spies entered the Central Plains in batches ......"

"Fifteen years ago, in November, the Huns invaded the border and pulled out seven fortresses in our border city."

"Fourteen years ago, June ......"

His voice is flat, and after seeing him for 20 years, all the soldiers under the peaceful and prosperous world are soldiers.

No matter how heroic things are, they have become dull.

"Thirteen frontier cities, every six days of fighting, I don't know how many young men went to the battlefield with weapons in their hands, and never came down again, the secret agents occasionally have to send things to their families, uncomfortable, really uncomfortable......"

The deputy general of the Hun clan is a child of a small noble family, listening to Gongsun Jing's flat voice, despair appeared in his eyes, especially with this whisper, the evil spirit of the surrounding Qin army became thicker and thicker, and a trace of determination suddenly appeared on his face, and in the roar, he got up suddenly and slammed into Gongsun Jing with his shoulder.

Gongsun Jing took a step back, and the knife in his hand slashed steadily.

With a muffled bang, the Northern Hungarian lieutenant fell to the ground like a broken pocket.

The other Hun cavalry couldn't understand the Central Plains dialect, but when they saw this scene, they also instantly understood, and they struggled together, Gongsun Jing's face was cold as if it was worse than a glacier, and he said coldly:

"If you don't leave a mouth alive, you won't be forgiven."

A cold light rose and fell.

The remaining 1,000 captives were slaughtered in an instant, and the bloody atmosphere was extremely thick.

Gongsun Jing slowly retracted his knife, facing the corpse lying on the glacier, the blood stained the ice and snow red, the air was cold, and his brain was a little dizzy, after all, this was the first time he led the army in the real sense, and it was still in such a situation, but he immediately calmed down.

A familiar voice laughed in his mind.

It was still the days when I was young in the camp of fighting generals.

He was only a sixteen-year-old boy, and his martial arts were not worth mentioning in the fighting camp, let alone experience.

He thought it would be okay to rush after the big guy.

But those veteran oils seemed to be unable to wait, to stuff their experience into his brain in one breath, he never felt that it was useless, I don't know how many times he jumped to his feet in anger, and he refused to listen to it, and suffered a lot for it, but at this time, those experiences emerged from the depths of his memory, allowing him to judge the current situation.

The lonely army is deep, and there is no grass.

As long as there is a living mouth, the one who dies is his own robe.

Compared with his own people and the other side, he still hopes that his robe can live.

Gongsun Jing put away his knife, looked at the dead lieutenant general of the Northern Hungarians, and said softly:

"There is no way back for a soldier."

"From the moment you think about surrendering or fleeing, you've already lost."

"This sentence, and the sentence that the grass is not born, are all said by a big eye, that guy is a good drinker, Wu Xun has changed his wine, or he would have been a general, he is really a hopeless idiot."

The voice paused, and Gongsun Jingmu said.

"Big and small eyes died fifteen years ago, and the Huns attacked the city."

"There were thirteen knife wounds on the body, the corpse's arm was chopped off, and finally when the ballista was wound, the force was too great, the wound was opened, and the one who died of exhaustion was still open when he died."

Gu Tianhan next to him was speechless.

Gongsun Jing turned over and got on the horse.

Qingtao rode neatly behind him and turned over on the horse.

From the glacier into the grassland.

No one knew that at a time when all the tribes of the Northern Xiongnu were immersed in the grand event of the great hunting feast, a small number of people, but strong enough, with the fastest mount, the best armor and the best weapons of the iron horse, like a ghost, silently disappeared into the vast grassland.

The grasslands are indeed too big.

So big that a man of the best sturdies, riding a fast horse, could not run from here to there for a month without stopping.

So big that the most beautiful ballads can't reach the ears of the farthest people.

In the same way, the iron horsemen of a thousand fierce and incomparable horses, wearing cyan armor and riding azure war horses, rushed into it like a drop of water falling into the sea, not at all inconspicuous.

Great Qin, Shenwu -

The front is close.

PS: Today's second update is presented............ It's a little late, inclusive, three thousand two hundred words~