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A convoy of horses went out of the city gate and came to the open field on the west side of the city.

"Lord Wang, we are here, temporarily separated?" Yu Xin looked to the north, and then said to He Chang'an, who was at the front of the team.

"Come back, and prepare some good wine for me. Teng Lei turned his head and said.

"Huh?!" Qiu Yi and the others were immediately startled, staring at the red horse who had spoken human words.

"Daddy, don't play......" He Fenglie pouted.

"Haha. He Changan took his hand away from Teng Lei's neck and said with a smile: "I have always felt that Teng Lei's voice is very moving! Wouldn't it be a waste not to let him say something every day?"

"Lord, what did it say...... Is that what you said?" You Yun leaned over and looked closely, very curious.

Li Zheng Chen Zhe and the other Zhan Wang Wei talked and laughed for a while, and they all asked: "Lord Wang, you should reveal it to us, what means did you use to do this?"

He Changan turned his head, was silent for a while, and suddenly opened his mouth to play.

“...... I won't tell you—"

"Lord, lord, hurry up and collect the supernatural powers!" everyone was shocked, waved their hands and persuaded: "We don't ask, we really don't ask......"

"Hehe, actually, it's okay to tell you, it's just ......" He Changan raised his hand suddenly, cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "This story needs to be expressed in a popular poem, listen to it......"

"Hey, lord!"

"Let's talk about it another day, hehe, another day, another day......"

"...... of the next next round"

"Lord Wang, time is pressing, time is pressing!"

"It's time to go, it's time to go~"

A vote of battle Wang Wei, all jumped off the horse with lightning speed, and then surrounded He Changan with lightning speed and pushed him onto the horse, and then went back to various places with lightning speed and stealing bells, and finally rode away with the momentum of thunderbolt and stolen bells.

"Gone, Boss!"

"Take care!~"

"Have a nice trip!"

"See you in Nishiriku!"

He Changan smiled and waved his hand to the people who went west, and after dropping his hand, he instantly shouted angrily: "All back!"

“...... Lord, what's the matter?" a group of people turned around again.

He Changan didn't speak, only made a gesture to quietly look back.

The next moment, a man rushed out of the city on horseback, and when he saw the man in front of him, he immediately raised his hand and clenched his fist, and swung it again.

When Yu Xin and the others saw it, their faces suddenly became solemn.

"Lord Wang!" the man came closer, and when he shouted, he threw out another black stone tube.

He Changan took it, moved his hand lightly, removed the stone cap covering the barrel and the sealing wax, and turned his wrist and poured out a paper scroll.

"This is the letter of the Western Continent. On the side, Yu Xin looked at He Chang'an and said to Qiu Yi.

Qiu Yi nodded, and in his eyes, He Changan, who withdrew his gaze from the letter, gradually showed an inexplicable smile.

"I'm ......" everyone immediately said in unison, and their faces lost color.

"Again, what's wrong?" Zhen Tao looked left and right, puzzled.

"Lord Wang...... What's wrong with Xilu?" Yu Xin had already asked first.

"Haha, I should be able to imagine how old man Xiao looks...... "He Changan laughed out loud, raised his hand and threw the paper roll out, "Nine knives, Nian Nian!"

"Alas, bad things are always said through our mouths, and even Teng Lei's treatment can't be compared......" He Fenglie muttered, glared at the paper, and read:

"Ah——! ~ Yellow Sand Sea, you have no water! Black Rock Beach, you are like a donkey's mouth~ As soon as I get here, I will ...... Holy shit, what the fuck is this?!"

“...... You're fucking reading the back! That's a poem chanted by Old Man Xiao. He Changan flipped his hand, "Look at the other side!"

"Alas, it's filthy...... When I go back, I must let his old man see what poetry is!" He Fenglie said bitterly, took the paper straight, and read:

"By the evening of October 28, more than 4,000 insects had been killed in the mountains outside Blackstone Beach, and 1,600 elite and scouts had been killed...... The mother worm will come to the bottom of the mountain......"

He Fenglie paused, looked at everyone's expressions that sank all at once, and continued to read, "On the seventh day of the first month of November, the insect tide arrives, and it will be ...... Retreat!"

"Well done!" Yu Xin and the others shouted openly.

“...... The new worm appeared, its speed was extremely fast, it could spontaneously combust, and Bai Ze's chariot was lost by more than half...... "Everyone was stunned again when they heard this.

He Fenglie raised his eyes and looked around, swallowing his saliva, "In the afternoon, the fifteenth supreme one entered the battle, and there were locust wings on their backs, six ...... Six-winged!"

“...... Cavalry generals Zhao Guangyao, Pei Yi, and Zhang Silong were killed......" At this point, there were a few crisp sounds between He Fenglie's hands, and he couldn't speak for a while.

In silence, Yu Xin raised his hand and said astringently: "Is there anything else, finish reading." ”

He Fenglie took a big breath, coughed out, gritted his teeth and said: "On the ninth day of the first month of November, outside the Black Rock Beach, the peak of Sanli Mountain-"

"Peaks...... What's wrong with the mountain?" Qiu Yi frowned.

“...... collapsed ......" for a long time, He Fenglie spoke.

In the dead silence, Yu Xin suddenly roared angrily: "How is this possible, how is this possible! Those insects ...... They, they ......"

Qiu Yi looked at He Changan and said, "Lord Wang, do you have any instructions?"

"The arrangement I can think of, Old Man Xiao can naturally think of it......" He Changan had already dismounted, patted Teng Lei, and after a while, he said again: "Yu Xin, ask Teng Lei to take you back." Just tell the King of Great Xia that if he can't fight, he will shrink, and he would rather let out all the fields than put the Iron Rhino Army there. ”

"Okay!" Yu Xin jumped off the ground, pulled the harness, and put it on the back of Teng Lei who came over, "You guy is running too fast, I can't sit down without a saddle...... Lord, everyone, I'll go first!"

Yu Xin left a sentence, and with Tenglei quickly went away, and faded into a distant shadow in a moment.

“...... Daddy, it's November 15th...... What will become of the Sand Sinking Realm?" everyone was silent for a while, and He Fenglie asked loudly.

"Fortunately, as the military situation above, it has not exceeded my expectations...... With the defense of Qianjiaji and the first line of Hanging Mountain, it should be able to hold up again...... Ha, Liang Qianhe, Liang Qianhe, when do you have to come over......" He Chang'an looked indifferent, and then glanced at the east again, and then he smiled and waved his hand.

"It's time for you to go. ”

"What about you, when will you come back?" He Fenglie asked.

"It depends on the mood. He Changan spread his hands.

“...... What kind of mood does that have to be?!" He Feng roared.

He Changan looked at the sky with his hands in his hands and said proudly:

"Good mood. ”

......

At the foot of the mountain, Yunshu raised his head from the map, slightly confused.

The map depicts the Zhongzhou region, which is obviously not as fine as that of Dongzhou, and there are many blank lots. For example, from his point of view, the nearest town outside the mountain is called Harvesting Wheat, and it is said that the people there are very famous for their wine, but the route of the past is not shown on the map.

This picture should have been drawn by Wei Yuanhai, although the old man spent a lot of effort on it, but he could only rely on his previous memories. Most of the people who know how to survey and map are in the army, and they can't get any comparison drawings. And those detailed maps are naturally used for combat. The folk maps are sketchy and have a lot of errors, probably deliberately. Thinking of this, Wei Yuanhai's incessant scolding suddenly came out of his mind......

In front of me, the stacked mountains can't be seen through at all, and with my own sense of direction, the safest way can only be to walk in a straight line.

With a sigh, Yunshu looked at the sun that had just come out, stretched out his hand to compare, determined the direction, and began to walk towards the mountain.

When I arrived in Zhongzhou, in addition to having a different feeling in my heart, the outside world seemed to have changed a little. The wind here seems to be much lighter than in the northern part of Dongzhou. Looking at the rear right, the black continuous peaks are across the distant horizon, which should be the boundary between Zhongzhou and the Northern Wilderness, the Eye of the Wind Mountains. Because it is blocked in the north, it can block most of the cold currents that rush to the south.

Climbing the mountain, I couldn't help but have some feelings in my heart: At this time, how cold must it be in the boundary of the Northern Wilderness? If it were an ordinary person, wearing his own clothes, standing on the other side of the Fengyan Mountain Range, it is estimated that he would not be able to last more than two days. Even if you are a cultivator, you will damage your body a lot, right?

It was an empty but not lonely field, the green earth mixed with a hint of yellow, and the pine-covered mountains blocked the cold wind blowing from the north. The autumn sun is mild but not harsh, with a lazy warmth. The sky is high, the weeds are low, and the whole world seems to be taking a nap peacefully.

Tuotuo River is a tributary of the Blue River, but it flows in the opposite direction of the Blue River that flows into the sea in the east, flows from east to west through the vast Xingjun grassland in the northeast, and then passes through the Fengyan Mountains, rubbing against the vast wilderness in the north, like a child who has left home to run to his mother's arms, all the way to the birthplace of the Blue River, at the foot of the distant Tianzhu Mountain in Zhongzhou.

It seemed to love this little but warm land, flowing beautifully and quietly, tiptoeing across a bluestone bridge to the west, and there were two men on the bridge looking down at it.

They were two soldiers on the border, but they did not perform their duties seriously, but sat on the bridge with a big grin, and in front of them they also set up a fire with pine branches, and a large clay pot was set up on the fire, and the water in the jar had begun to bubble slightly.

"The bridge under our feet was a very important place 20 years ago, a trade road connecting Zhongzhou and Xingjun, and it has been lively for hundreds of years. But now, only a dozen of us are here, and we are not too crowded to walk side by side. The speaker was a weather-colored veteran, unarmoured, covered in coarse cloth and stained, sitting cross-legged on his knees, holding a long brass cigarette stick in his hand, and looking to the side with a smile.

Surprisingly, sitting next to the veteran was just a boy who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old, with a heavy brown iron leaf cuirass that he used to pad his buttocks, staring straight at the half-boiled water in the clay pot, while throwing thin strips of pine wood into the fire, hearing what the veteran said, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat that was steamed by the fire, tilted his head slightly and asked, "Why don't you use this bridge now?"

The veteran pressed the boy back. "The water is boiling, the firewood is enough, Lao Yue hasn't packed the rabbit yet, it's useless for you to be anxious. Then he said: "I don't need this bridge, naturally because this world is no longer called the Great Zhou, there are wars everywhere, and after 20 years of fighting, there is still no fixed number of chaotic people, and there are more and more roads that cannot be taken." The veteran took a deep breath on his cigarette stick and exhaled a long smoke.

"Lao Luo, why do you always hide and cover Xuanxuan when you speak, to make it clear. The boy pursed his lips.

"What are you covering Xuan Xuan! You kid don't always mess up words, hey, but don't say it, this word has a lot of meaning when you think about it carefully. The veteran who called Lao Luo laughed, shaking his head as if he was savoring.

At this time, another boy ran up to the bridge, ran over quickly, stomped on the stone bridge, held a large basin in his hand, and shouted: "Pack up! After saying that, he rushed to the crockpot where the water was just boiling, and a pot of rabbit meat fluttered down the pot. The two of them, who were overjoyed when they heard this, hurriedly raised their arms to block the water droplets that burst out of the crockpot. When the young man finished his work, Lao Luo hurriedly put down his hand, first looked down at the cigarette bag pot in his hand, no water splashed into it, and then raised his head to look at the pot. After seeing it, the beard curled up and put on an angry face.

"Jiang Daqi, you're in a hurry to get into the pot, aren't you? Go back to your barracks and get salt!"

The young man holding the big basin sighed aggrievedly, just turned around, and saw that a few soldiers had walked out of the barracks not far from the opposite side, and they were talking and laughing and walking towards the bridge. When Lao Luo saw it, he put down the cigarette stick with a smile, turned around and waved to the west. Two hundred steps to the west of the bridge, there were also two barracks, and the people watching in front of the room saw Lao Luo, turned around and shouted, and a few soldiers rushed out of the room, holding the guy who was eating, and hurried over. In the blink of an eye, there was a circle around the fire. More than a dozen big men took turns to glance at the pot, let out an exclamation, and then sat down together, and the guys put them on the ground. Looking closely, the clothes and armor on the two groups gathered together were actually of different formats, the clothes and armor of the few people behind Jiang Daqi were the same as the clothes and armor of the boy who boiled water on the bridge, and the iron leaves made a slight friction sound as they walked, and the few people who came over from the west were wearing black armor made of iron sheets, and the tandem was tied with a cowhide belt. The people who sat down also sat in two semicircles around the two of them according to the position where the two people were sitting on the bridge just now, but there was no strangeness between the words, and the chatting was full of knowing the roots.

Lao Luo spit out a puff of cigarette and said to the soldier who came over with a salt shaker on the opposite side: "Lao Yue, have you sent someone over from your Beishan camp in Dayan these days?"

The soldier named Lao Yue is also middle-aged, far less sloppy than Lao Luo, his clothes and armor are very neat, but the frost color on his face is inevitable, and his two thick eyebrows seem to be locked. Wen Yan said: "The Beishan camp is also coming before the winter, and it is still early. Besides, if someone had come, the big-eyed thief among you would have seen it. ”

A young man sitting next to Lao Luo snorted haha. "Lao Yue, look at what you said, I have looked at those faces and this piece of land every day for the past two years, what is there to see, if the people you sent by the Beishan battalion to check the post are big girls, then I will keep an eye on you every day. The crowd laughed.

Lao Luo waved his hand to stop laughing, spit out another puff of cigarette, and said: "I don't know what's going on, in the past, the days when people from our camp came to deliver food were also before winter, but the night before yesterday, the people from the Daye Pass camp suddenly arrived, and they didn't bring anything with them, but they just checked the number of people, and they got on the horse and left immediately." ”

(I relied on the mistake of pasting again, I hate this broken software, and I'm changing it quickly.) ）