Spring in northern Xinjiang came very late, and the summer lasted for a very short time, and if you were not careful, you would leave, and the winter was bitterly cold, and a few days ago there was even a little less than a little less snow, which fell on the armor and formed a thin frost, which was very cold.

Bailifeng stretched out his hand and rubbed his frozen and stiff face, and let out a breath of white air.

The snow-capped mountains in the distance were shrouded in a heavy black cloud, he had been here for a long time, and the passage of time in a place like Northern Xinjiang would have a very special feeling, and he almost felt that he had been here for most of his life.

Looking at the snow-capped mountain blankly, after looking at it for a while, Baili Feng rubbed his nose.

It's about to snow.

The battle line between Northern Xinjiang and the Great Qin Protectorate has been going on for seven months.

Most of the time both sides are just a trial, in the early stage with a thousand Shenwu iron cavalry in the Northern Huns, very effective to contain the supply line of the Xiongnu, the famous general Sima Cuo of the Great Qin offensive is extremely fast, two months, the front forward a hundred miles.

During these 20 years, the Metropolitan Protectorate had excellent relations with the major foreign countries.

Willing to open the market, but also won a quota for the export of salt and iron medicines, when the weather is bitterly cold, even allow the government soldiers to escort the merchants and herdsmen of other countries back, as for the reward, only need to eat a good meal of meat and drink a meal around the fire.

The great gentlemen who had read poetry and books in the Central Plains more than once criticized Sima Cuo's actions as a capital enemy, but they were all understated, and at this moment the friendship of twenty years became a great advantage, and the resting place built for merchants and herdsmen in the past was transformed into a war post.

Supplies are not entirely dependent on the Central Plains, but are borrowed directly from various countries.

It takes only one-tenth of the time.

In the time difference that the Northern Hungarian nobles did not expect, Sima Cuo, who had always been calm, was like a tiger out of the box, swinging his army straight down, like lightning to catch the northern Xinjiang off guard.

The Central Plains Seven Kingdoms are in turmoil, the major generals emerge in endlessly, Sima Cuo can stand on the top ranks, and the height of the general trend and tactics is far from being comparable to the northern Xinjiang, once the place is laid, the sappers of the Great Qin Mo family only need three days and nights to build a simple acropolis.

Like nails, it divides a large area of grassland in northern Xinjiang.

It wasn't until Shan Xinglan appeared that the decline of Northern Xinjiang stopped, and Sima Cuo's tactics immediately changed from a rapid attack to a stubborn defense, no matter how Shan Xinglan called the formation, he just held on, unloaded his armor and read every day, and did not make a move, no one on either side could help anyone, and the front entered a relatively flat stage.

Shan Xinglan commanded the cavalry to rush like a pack of wolves, and Northern Hun even pushed the battle line back thirty miles.

Sima Cuo was diametrically opposed to the strategy at the beginning, and ordered that once he came into contact with Shan Xinglan, he did not have to fight, he would withdraw directly, and even the Acropolis could be abandoned.

Within a month, the momentum of Northern Hungary was shocked, and the name of Shan Xinglan military god resounded throughout the grassland.

Every grassland, every pasture, every group of cattle and sheep can hear the loud singing of the herdsmen, singing the military gods of northern Xinjiang.

In the second month, the Acropolis of Great Qin was destroyed by seventy percent, and there was an uproar in the court.

After March, the Northern Hun King ordered the Great Khan of the Imperial Family to take over the military power of Shan Xinglan.

The military god Shan Xinglan was transferred back to the interior and blockaded Yuhu Mountain.

At that time, the first snow fell in northern Xinjiang, and the white expanse covered the whole world, Sima Cuo, who had read the book for three months, stood under the main tent in his battle robe, looking at the snow-capped mountains from afar, Sima Cuo after removing the battle armor looked just a somewhat sturdy old man, after all, he was already in his fifties, his eyes were calm, and he said:

"Has Shan Xinglan already withdrawn?"

The adjutant general next to him promised.

The old man quietly watched the falling snow, and after a while, patted the falling snow on his shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Do you know where the general's biggest opponent is?"

The adjutant general thought for a while, and the old man asked like this, so the answer was definitely not an enemy general, and he replied cautiously:

"In the sky, when the sky is not good, then advance and retreat, in the location, not in the place I am afraid that there is the possibility of being taken advantage of, still in the people, if the people's minds can be one, in order to conquer all invincible, and finally lie in the enemy general."

"A man can overcome himself, and then he will overcome others."

The old man just smiled and did not answer.

Then on the second day, he sent his parents and children to leave the battle line with his most beloved grandson, entered the Tianjing City, and asked the military department to allocate financial and material supplies.

Even political opponents felt that Sima was wrong because he felt that he started the war lightly and was not sure of victory, so he sent his descendants back to save him from dying on the battlefield.

Tianjing City Zhongshu Ling Zhou Fengyue said that Sima Cuo was a first-class smart person when he was in the same room with his disciples, and the Son of Heaven laughed and waved his hand to send all the supplies requested by Sima Cuo to the front line, and his son and the prince were friends and stayed in Tianjing City for the time being, and his grandson and the emperor's eldest grandson 'Li Changxing' entered Taixue together to audit.

After getting the news from the court, Sima mistakenly looked at the shadow of the mountain range in the distance and stood all night.

On the second day, Daqin opened the whole line, the knife was unsheathed, and the crossbow was wound.

The Great Qin Capital Protectorate, who was ordered by the old man to hide for three months, was arrogant.

Within a month, there were more than 70 tent settlements in northern Xinjiang.

The Northern Xinjiang military god who had already returned to Yuhu Mountain returned to the front line alone from Yuhu, broke through the blockade, and returned a day later, the Great Qin Iron Cavalry finally stopped, and while the Iron Cavalry patrolled, fighting to the death with the Northern Frontier Eagle Cavalry at the same time, the Mo family that was submissive to Qin almost never sleeped.

In a month and a half, a city wall stretching for dozens of miles was built, and one side was connected to the snow-capped mountain glacier.

The buffer zone that the king of Northern Hungary was proud of back then was almost torn to the ground, and it was precisely because there were almost no settlements on this hundred miles of grassland, so it was not easy to supply, and it was empty, and the Great Qin light cavalry that broke into it could be found, but in the face of this dignified front advance, it was extremely fragile.

Sima Coo stood outside the big tent of the Chinese army, looking up at the Beihun Holy Mountain, which was getting closer and closer.

This general, who has always been known for his calmness during the chaos of the Seven Kingdoms, used his more than 20 years, a possible official to a first-class, and even a prince with a different surname, in exchange for hundreds of years of great victories, and his eyes were still calm.

After more than 20 years of sinking my heart to investigate, and the bloody battles of the Great Qin light cavalry, we were able to make every nail hit the most painful place of the Huns, and every nail was beaten down, and there were many years of thinking and choice.

Twenty years of polishing can realize the thunderous rush at the beginning.

Twenty years of not fighting or grabbing can make the eloquent emperor not suspicious.

Twenty years ago, he was still black-haired, painstakingly lonely, and now his head is snow-white, compared to the jade pot mountain, no one can see the twenty years of painstaking work, everyone sees only the last momentum like a rainbow, Jiangnan Road has bamboo twenty years long less than a few inches, and when the time comes, it grows every year, and it becomes a forest.

Sima Coo touched his white hair and looked at the surrounding grassland.

In the end, the skin between the Huns and the Huns has been torn, and the next thing is a frontal battle that no one on both sides can avoid, no matter how jealous the king of the Northern Huns is of the highly prestigious military god in the army, he will no longer fall for his previous strategy at this time, and will transfer Shan Xinglan back, and even make an exception to make him the king of the word side by side, so that he can lead the army to fight against Daqin.

Sima mistakenly thought about the iron hoof tremor he heard when he was young, and the fire that he saw burning in the village when he was hiding in the mountains, although he was old, he still had a terrifying evil spirit, Lian Po was still brave, he was stable all his life, and finally he had to take this battle as the end of his life's expedition, so that he could be willing to return to the house and lie down, and then he was willing to put down his weapon.

He always felt that when a general died, he put down his weapon.

After that, no matter how long he lived, he was considered dead, and if he could, he was willing to die in the last battle after the world was pacified.

He thought that you Wang Tiance single-handedly pulled out a rib of the Jiangdong family, Fulong left the court at the end of the throne, dashing the rivers and lakes, you left the martial arts battlefield in the rivers and lakes, shot the first general, the horse tread the door, and the last sword forced Kunlun to go down the mountain to finish, I drank the horse and jade pot under the mountain with the strength of an army, and ensured the stability of the Central Plains for three hundred years without external troubles, how could I have sent you?

The old man thought of the two rivals, who were also friends and enemies, and whispered:

"It is said that celebrities and swordsmen are romantic."

"If you want me to say, it is also the destiny of heaven for Jin Ge Iron Horse to protect the family and defend the country......"

"It's bitter, but it's worse?"

The old man sighed, white and snowy.

A general suddenly came to report, and the Hun iron cavalry began to shrink back.

Sima Coo frowned, and suddenly thought of something.

……………………

The flying eagle circled in the clean sky, then retracted its wings and landed, stopping on the arm of a young man with a thin face and towering cheekbones...... Brother Gongsun, the Hun cavalry shrank. ”

Gongsun Jing nodded, and secretly said in his heart that it was really here.

During this time, they wandered around the northern frontier and caused a lot of trouble to the Northern Xiongnu, but because of Gu Tianhan's light skills and the falcons domesticated by Qibi He Li, they were always able to detect the opponent's counterattack in time, avoid the large group of people, and specifically go to find trouble with small settlements, and replenish supplies on the spot.

During this period of time, the front was tight, and no one could catch them, so they cut off the supply of the Northern Hungarians in several places in the rear, which caused the morale of the front line to be low, and in the end it was already a large group of hundreds of thousands of people, and the number of indirect exhibitors was hundreds of thousands, and there were only more than 800 of 1,000 light cavalry left, and it was of no great use.

Now when the other party retreats, it actually wraps back in an arc, Gongsun Jing has dealt with the Northern Huns a lot, Qin and the Huns are feuds, and the Northern Hun generals are members of the royal family at this moment, and they should be planning to outflank them when they are angry.

With what they did during this time, it fell into the hands of the Huns, and it was difficult to die.

At this moment, he removed 800 Qingtao horses, and 2,000 ordinary people, all of whom were serfs who had been robbed by the Huns over the years, and were rescued by them.

It's just that if it goes on like this, it will run into the main force of the Huns, about 3,000 people, and if they can't even make a splash, they will be completely strangled and wiped out, and they will die neatly.

Qingtao rode diagonally in the opposite direction of the main force of the Xiongnu after getting the news, but the Xiongnu seemed to have made up their minds to find out the tens of thousands of withdrawn troops before they belonged to the various departments, and the hiding place became more and more difficult, and they bumped into the patrolling cavalry several times, and finally it was because of Gu Tianhan that the last few live mouths were taken.

"It can't go on like this."

Gu Tianhan found Gongsun Jing, the ninth assassin on the black list of the Western Regions, his face was a little dark.

"We killed those guys, but the other side knows the direction."

"During this time, I have used my life to explore the way, or it won't be long before we will be wrapped up, don't say it's those people when the time comes, even you, I, one counts as one, and I can't fucking run out."

"After all, I'm from the Western Regions, and the people of the Western Regions understand? Why do you want to work with you?! ”

"Lao Tzu, a resting man ran tens of thousands of miles, followed you and a group of Central Plains people, and stayed here to fight with the people of Northern Xinjiang?!"

"At that time, Lao Tzu only ran from the Western Regions to the Central Plains, and he didn't have time to rest, so he gave you this old oilman wrapped up in the northern Xinjiang, and he didn't take a breath, he didn't rest for a whole year, and he ran every day......"

Gu Tianhan almost couldn't help but feel sad.

Gongsun Jing took a sip of wine and suddenly said:

"I won't run this time."

Gu Tianhan didn't react for a while, and it took a while to realize what Gongsun Jing said, he raised his head suddenly, stared at Gongsun Jing, and said:

"What did you say?"

Gongsun Jing said: "If you don't run, you can't run out anymore, you can only go inside." ”

"That's the hinterland of the Northern Huns, we will be dragged to death there one day, the reason why I ran with the Huns during this time is to think about whether they can pull the battle line apart, it is best to stretch it, for this, I also deliberately slowed down a little to let them catch up."

Gu Tianhan looked at Gongsun Jing and grinned:

"That is, you old boy did it on purpose?"

"If you really bring the news back, can you still run in time?"

Gongsun Jing's shoulder bumped into the ninth on the black list, which had been bloody for more than half a year, and said with a smile: "Isn't there still you?" Ninth on the black list, grab a few scouts and come back, isn't that a simple matter? ”

Gu Tianhan paused, coughed lightly, raised his chin slightly, and said, "That's ......"

"After all, the top ten on the black list are not joking with you."

After a pause, he said, "Now that they have stretched the battle line as you thought, what are you going to do?" ”

In order to prevent Wang Anfeng from taking the initiative to come here to find him and fall into his own death, Gongsun Jing took the initiative to cut off contact with Shaolin Temple during this time, and really became a lone soldier, and therefore, every time he fought, those veterans when he was young had to absorb what he memorized by rote quickly.

At this moment, this man's smile made Gu Tianhan's scalp tingle:

"At that time, well, find a relatively weak point."

"And then?"

"And then?"

Gongsun Jing's eyes were crazy, as if a flame had been ignited:

"Front, chisel out!"

PS: Today's update presents...... Push the fine outline a little less, try to have more tomorrow~

Thank you Yoona Yuna for the reward, thank you~