Gu Yunqi frowned and persuaded: "You are injured, I'm afraid there is no return, the risk is too great, what is the route of the march, Yunjin has been sorting out the map, there should be some progress and gains, it is not necessary for the third brother to risk himself." ”

Gu Yunkang said: "Where is this, the battle situation is calculated before the war, but the situation on the battlefield is still changing, and the two are indispensable and complement each other." Yun Jin didn't go through the pass after all, and I left for her, and the news I brought back can also make up for her missing parts. ”

Having said that, but as a brother, I still can't give up in my heart.

Gu Yunxi paused and said in a deep voice, "I'll go with you." ”

"Just your half-bucket of Di language that you can only listen to but can't speak well?" Gu Yunkang smiled casually, he raised his hand and patted Gu Yunxi's cheek, "How many Di people have you killed this time?" Do they recognize your face, or do you want to ruin your face first, like me? ”

Gu Yunxi's words were stuck in his throat.

Gu Yunkang didn't care at all, and his tone was still relaxed: "Even if you are not afraid of scaring the fourth brother and sister, you should also think about Sister Qiao'er, you change your face and go back, Sister Qiao'er doesn't know you anymore, you will cry to death." ”

No matter how relaxed and pleasant it is, it can't stop the heaviness.

No matter how much Gu Yunxi insisted, he couldn't say anything.

It's not that he can't give up this skin, he can also destroy it, but his Di language is really half-hearted, if he follows, for Gu Yunkang, it is not only a burden, but also a risk of being debunked at any time.

Gu Yunqi didn't speak either, he had been away from the North for several years, and there was no need to speak Di in the past few years, and the things he had learned before had long been forgotten.

His Di language is inferior to Gu Yunxi.

The group returned to the camp.

Xiang Wei took a nap for a while, and when he learned that they were back, he hurried over to the tent and discussed until dawn.

And the sky lit up little by little, Gu Yunyan and Gu Yunqian took the people and sent Gu Zhiyuan back to Yumen Pass.

As he rode his horse, the rising sun sprinkled on the unmelted snow, which was very dazzling.

The horse team quickly whipped up and rushed to the Yumen Pass, and the soldiers at the gate welcomed them in, and when they heard that they were sending General Gu back, the soldiers were stunned and froze in place.

Su Ningbo rushed over when he heard the news, he had already judged the Gu family's choice, and while admiring it, he regretted that Gu Zhiyuan's whereabouts were unknown.

Now that he heard the message, for a moment, Su Ningbo thought that the Gu family had specially found a body to settle the military heart in order to calm the rumors between the soldiers, but he saw the caution of the Gu family brothers, and his heart trembled.

"This is General Gu...... right" Su Ningbo stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

Gu Yunyan nodded heavily.

Su Ningbo let out a long sigh, not only grief, but also happy.

Whether it is true or not, he has already judged that although the body is no longer recognizable, but the relationship between father and son and blood relatives cannot deceive people, so respectful and so painful.

Gu Yunqian went to the town to buy a coffin, and when the news came, the people knew one after another that General Gu was looking for it.

The coffin was sent to the camp, and Gu Yunyan collected it with his own hands, wiping the blood stains on the armor over and over again.

The two brothers personally carried the coffin, walked through the town, and went to the cemetery of Mrs. Tian and others.

The people stood on both sides of the road, choked or wept at the sound of long trumpets, watching the journey.

Some people were fast, and there were still the remaining white cloths at home, sewing a few silk flowers, crossing the crowd and sending them to Gu Yunyan.

Gu Yunyan thanked him and took it and hung it on his chest.

Digging the soil, burying and erecting the monument, because the time was urgent, and there was no time to wait for the craftsman to carve slowly, Gu Yunyan sat on the ground, chiseled on the stone with a dagger, and Gu Yunqian took a shovel to tidy up the sealed soil.

The three roots of fragrance slowly curled up, so that when the wind blew, they were all dispersed.

After burying Gu Zhiyuan, Gu Yunyan and the others went back to the front line, and Su Ningbo wrote a handwritten fold and sent them to the capital quickly.

Being able to find Gu Zhiyuan's body without being subject to the Di people is undoubtedly the best thing for the imperial court.

After resting for a few days, in the middle of a snowless and moonless night, Xiang Wei and Gu Yunxi took a group of soldiers with excellent arm strength to go up the mountain road at night, lurking on the edge of the cliff, and reconfirmed the location of the grain and grass.

The last night before dawn is the most loosely guarded time of the day.

Xiang Wei counted the hour, and when he agreed with Jiang Muyuan, he waved his hand, and his voice was low but firm: "Get on the arrow!" ”

The arrows were tied with sackcloth stained with fire oil, and when Xiang Wei gave the order, they fired in unison at the place where the grain and grass were.

The movement of the long arrow breaking through the air alarmed the guards, but in the night, it was impossible to discern what was happening for a while, so they could only hesitate to beat the drum.

The first batch was not ignited before, just to avoid exposure in advance, so that more feather arrows stained with fire oil could fall into the pass.

Once the fire is lit, the Di people can easily spot their movements.

Now, it's time to ignite the fire.

"Get on the rocket!" Xiang Wei on the cliff didn't give Di Ren a chance to react, his body was already strong, his arm strength was amazing, he lit the fire oil arrow, and raised the bow with the arrow.

The bowstring sounded, and the rocket tore through the night like a meteor shower, falling into the mountain pass, falling on the dry grain and grass, and burning in an instant.

The defenders finally understood what was happening at this moment, and the trumpets and drums beat rapidly, urging the Di people, who were still sleeping, to get up and fight the fire.

The burning pile of grain and grass gave Xiang Wei confidence, and he kept urging the soldiers to open their bows and shoot arrows, and be sure to ignite all the unlit fire oil arrows that had been shot before.

At the same time, Jiang Muyuan led his troops to press in front of the mountain pass, and when he saw the smoke of the fire rising into the sky, the army rushed to the pass, and wanted to beat the Di people one after another.

In the mountain pass, they are all disheveled, and their long hair is scattered.

On the one hand, there was a fire that had to be saved, and on the other hand, there was an army attacking with ropes and ladders, and he was angry and anxious, and his chest was heaving.

The soldier who chased after him and handed over the armor weapon was waved away, he raised his head and stared at the cliff, where the archers were lined up in a row, and with the order, the rockets fired a volley, and kept falling into the pass.

His eyes were torn, and he snatched the longbow and arrows from the soldiers who passed by, and pointed them at the cliff, almost breaking the longbow.

The feather arrow flew straight away, and they all called out their arm strength to be superhuman, and this arrow went up against the air and shot at Xiang Wei, who was raising the bow.

Xiang Wei was aiming at the granary in the distance, and whether he could shoot there or not was completely up to luck, so he didn't notice the arrow that Du Hu was calling.

"Be careful!"

Gu Yunxi on the side caught a glimpse, his body was faster than he realized, and he rushed towards Wei.

This collision knocked Xiang Wei away, but it also sent Gu Yunxi's own side and back to the flying arrow.

Almost at the same time, with a pop, a long arrow pierced the shoulder.