The boundary between Daqin and Xifan is very vague in some places.

For example, the Great Snow Mountain.

Sometimes, the Qin army was happy and wanted to go to the Daxue Mountain to hunt some sheep, deer, rabbits, foxes, etc., so he held the handle of the knife and told the Western defenders: "I don't know how this mountain was divided back then. But Ben will know that it should be ours, and we will never give it to our neighbors. That's not called generosity, that's called stupidity. ”

The Xifan people, who were accustomed to cowardice in front of the Qin army, silently moved out of the way, watching the Qin army shouting and showing off their might, and hunting a cart full of things to go back; Sometimes the Qin army who came was too shameless, and would put his arm around their shoulders to discuss: "Look, I didn't get a whole fox skin today, and the mother-in-law at home is afraid that Lao Tzu will not be allowed to enter the house for three days." It's ......"

The Xifan people silently took out the fox skin that they had just called a few days ago to send to their beloved girl's house to propose, and offered it with both hands: "A little meaning, please smile at the general." ”

As usual, at this time, the Qin army would throw a grosgrain embroidered purse, the most common in Chang'an City, to him as a price for "courtesy exchanges".

However, what the people of Xifan didn't expect was that one day, they would be able to see the two teams of Qin armies facing each other on the Great Snow Mountain!

No, it's not called a match.

This is called cannibalism.

There were Western soldiers wearing thick hats covered with fox tail yak skins, standing outside the camp with their hands in their hands, watching the excitement from a distance, while discussing: "I heard that the princes and nobles in Lhasa are also fighting among themselves, is it the same as this?" ”

The general came over and kicked him in the head, shouting, "Go back to your sleep!" It's your business! ”

drove all the soldiers away, but he quietly ordered his henchmen to deliver a message: "Our people have been ambushed on the northern slope, don't worry." ”

Looking at the few small black dots in the snow on the mountain from afar, he sneered and cursed in a low voice: "The gods are above, such a country that doesn't know how to cherish its good cubs is good if it dies!" ”

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……

On the snowy mountains.

Huang Fuda, who was wrapped tightly in an old sheepskin coat, looked at the young man squatting beside him, and felt a little emotional, and couldn't help but ask softly: "Are you afraid?" ”

The young man raised his head, and his handsome face, with picturesque and angular black eyebrows, smiled shyly: "A little." ”

The person next to him immediately moved three points away from him.

Peng Ji, who was struggling to nibble on the hard naan cake, snorted to the ground: "Qin San! Don't laugh! You're smiling now, and everyone feels a chill in their backs! It's cold enough now! ”

Before the words fell, a big hand slapped him directly on the back of the head: "It's only been a few days since the herdsmen are full of swearing, go home and see if your mother doesn't clean you up!" ”

Everyone laughed softly.

Peng Qian looked at Qin, who couldn't tan at all, and was extremely satisfied with his current peaceful temperament: "Qin San learns very quickly, that's it, very good." ”

Qin smiled shyly again: "Uncle Peng teaches well. All the big brothers are also enthusiastic about honing me. Otherwise, this kind of snowy mountain," the young man couldn't help but look around, and there was a white expanse all around, "I didn't freeze to death, but I fell into the trap and died." ”

A veteran said with a smile: "Where can you still hunt snow rabbit foxes?!" ”

Peng Qian looked at everyone's smiling faces, and frowned with disgust: "Every time he slaps your ass, you won't be able to find the north!" I forgot how he made the group turn, right? ”

Everyone choked and glanced at each other, but they couldn't help but smile strangely at His Royal Highness Qin Sanlang, who was already notoriously cheeky.

Peng Qian glared at Peng Ji, who was snorting on the ground beside him: "It's really a stinky problem that can't be changed in 10,000 years!" Look at Qin San, for so many days, have you ever heard him cry bitter? The knife wound last time, I was so hot that I almost died without listening to him snort! Look at you again! It's good to have naan cakes to eat! ”

As if to confirm his words, Huang Fuda looked around vigilantly, and at the same time reached out and grabbed the snow and rubbed it into his mouth, sipping it vigorously.

You can bring naan, but you can't with water. As soon as I went up the mountain, all the water in the kettle and water bladder froze, so it was better to eat snow on the spot. Therefore, Peng Ji, who had turned out an antelope skeleton from under the snow the day before, refused to eat the snow again, and he naturally stretched his neck straight out of gnawing on the naan cake.

Qin hooked the corners of his mouth, walked away a few steps, made a gesture, and Feng Se and a few other people surrounded him.

"Have you arranged the split?" Qin asked in a low voice.

Although he was embarrassed, Feng Se still glanced at a middle-aged swordsman beside him.

This swordsman is the leader of the guard force around Qin now.

"The people on our side have already informed us of the arrangements. It's just that, Your Highness, I'm afraid Uncle won't agree. ”

Qin looked at Uncle Peng, who was angrily scolding his son, laughed lightly, and said slowly, "He will agree." ”

Over the snow-capped mountains, below the north slope is Wenzhou. To the north of Wenzhou is Wuzhou, the territory of Longyou Road. They got the news and received the title of the head of the march of Longyou Dao, Qu Haoge, holding the big seal to investigate around. A while ago, I heard that they were patrolling Qiangshui, and Wuzhou was the most important garrison site in Qiangshui.

If they were lucky, although they gave up going to the Sword Pavilion to accept Shen Xinfang's reinforcements, they could be in Wuzhou and Qu Hao's singing soldiers; Don't talk about your own safety, I'm afraid that if you come backhanded, you can completely wipe out all the people who are chasing and killing them along the way!

It's just that now their whereabouts are secretive, and I don't know if the Sword Pavilion has received a notice......

Qin looked at the eerily quiet snow bag below the north slope, was silent for a moment, and asked Peng Qi: "Uncle, what do you think of the suggestion I made earlier?" ”

Peng Qian hesitated for a moment, but still waved his hand vigorously: "No." ”

Huang Fuda hesitated for a moment, and raised his chin towards somewhere down the mountain: "Uncle, there is an ambush over there." ”

"I didn't know there was an ambush over there?! Silly Zephan has never been good at ambushes, and they have the urge to chase any living thing running through the snow! Peng Fei rolled his eyes.

"Uncle, those people are here for me. If you refuse to divide your army, you will be dragged to death by me. Now Wuzhou is only a two-day and night-long journey, if you can get rid of the chasing soldiers, you will definitely be able to quickly contact Uncle Qu......" Qin calmly analyzed.

Peng Ji almost jumped up: "No! As long as you separate, the masters will definitely kill you. Those crooked melons and cracked dates under your hands, where can they support ......?"

The swordsman snorted.

Peng Ji turned his face and put on a posture of arguing. But before he could cross his hands on his waist, a gust of wind sounded behind his ears, his neck hurt, and his eyes fainted.

Qin took advantage of the situation to hold his softened body and handed it to a veteran next to him. His eyes looked at Peng Fei quietly: "Uncle, if you divide you will live, if you get together, you will die." There's no way, if you don't gamble, I won't be able to get out of this breath. ”

Peng Qian looked at his son who was handled by him with a neat hand knife, silently, for a while, and nodded.