The Dayue clan has three female honors stationed in the north pass of the Yuntian Fortress, and this Minglan female zun is a new female honor, and her status is far less solid than that of other female honors, and at this moment she commands the soldiers and horses of the three thousand Dayue clan's vassal tribes.

Minglan Lady is from the Cold Moon Youlan Department of the Five Divisions, her body is petite and exquisite, she looks like a doll that has not grown up, she always has a faint expression on her face, and she is happy with a natural-colored tight armor, Cold Moon Youlan, an assassin clan who is always hidden in the corner, like a poisonous snake, stabbing the deadly venom into the body of the prey.

Compared with the annoying greedy wolf department, the female respect of the Otsuki clan is obviously more respected by Crane Ming, from the moment this person always walked into the tent with a faint expression, Crane Ming's face did not seem to stop smiling, after all, the swamp tribes have dealt with the dragon people for hundreds of years, plus learning the culture of the dragon people, it is inevitable that many dragon people will be contaminated.

The lady of Minglan who walked in did not ask, but sat quietly on the chair next to her, holding a bowl of tea, many habits of the various departments of the swamp were passed down from the empire, including the habit of drinking black tea, and always used a set of beautifully made porcelain to show their status.

"Minglan Female Venerable, please wait a moment, General Qiyu will be here soon!" Minglan Female Venerable didn't speak, but Heming couldn't help but stumble a few words, after all, the swamp Crane Department is only one of the eight tribes of Yanzhi, and its status is actually just a vassal tribe of the Golden True Yan Department.

As he spoke, a sturdy bearded man with a naked upper body and a variety of large and small scars on his body stepped into the tent, and a cold wind disturbed the boiling heating in the tent.

The seven-feather general is naked, with a mammoth giant tooth bow on his shoulder, the huge tusks as white as jade show the hideousness of his life, and the lower half of his body is only wearing an animal skin battle skirt, and the joints are also naked.

Woodland, Songbula clan, the clan of mountain hunters, they walk in the mountains and forests as if they were walking on the flat ground, running like flying, in the running, can shoot the prey in the dense forest a hundred meters away, they are the most powerful warriors in the mountains and forests, but also the best bow hunters.

General Qiyu walked into the tent and asked Crane Ming: "General Crane, today should be the day to distribute supplies, seeing that it is getting dark, where is the food?"

"Now that we've arrived, I'm going to get straight to the point, just now, our food supplies were robbed by a group of daring bandits, and the thousand reinforcements I sent were almost wiped out!" said Crane Ming, exhaling.

General Qiyu frowned and said, "Who is so bold as to dare to hijack our grain, could it be that the remnants of the empire are defeated?"

"It's the Silver Demon Blowing Snow's horse bandits! There are at least three thousand people in the centaurs, and there are a lot of beast riding warriors, who are very strong, and my swamp department is not good at riding and fighting, so ......!"

"Silver Demon Blowing Snow, the one in the ancient city!" Minglan Female Venerable obviously also knew about this Silver Demon, because the area where this ancient city was located still belonged to the Great Moon Clan, and even the seven or eight tribes killed by the Silver Demon Blowing Snow were all vassals of the Great Moon Clan, and it is said that the Great Moon Clan also sent a female Venerable to suppress it, but as a result, she returned with a fiasco.

"Well, that's him!"

Minglan stood up and said concisely and clearly: "If you want to deal with that silver demon, I'm afraid we will have to go out together, and most of the soldiers and horses will also be mobilized, and this time we will definitely need the head of the silver demon!"

The patriarch of the greedy wolf tribe also nodded, the greedy wolf department had been wiped out by a small department, although there was not much contact between the greedy wolf departments, and even belonged to different grassland gold clans, but the greedy wolf department was destroyed, which was equivalent to discrediting all the greedy wolf tribes, but this face needs to be recovered, otherwise the viciousness of the greedy wolf department, the name of the flaws will be ruined.

General Qiyu was noncommittal: "If there is no food, then go hunting!"

The four leaders of the Hu camp who can be the masters of the Guanxia all agreed to send troops, and they faced the famous Silver Demon Blowing Snow, although they did not exhaust it, but they also dispatched the soldiers and horses under the Guanxia, leaving only 2,000 people to guard the camp, and almost a thousand soldiers and horses flocked out, of course, they had to report the news to a cadre with a more respected status on the Guan.

There is nothing to stop it, after all, there are almost no enemies in the grassland north of Yunzhou at the moment, and the remnants of the imperial army are either strangled and cleaned, or they all flee westward, or they are hiding in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, whether they can survive is a question, not to mention that they are sitting on the Xiongguan that is difficult for hundreds of thousands of troops to break, and the soldiers and horses under the pass are more just for the occasion, just in case of emergency.

The convoy of Ximen Blowing Snow did not go far, because the speed of the 100 large ox carts was not fast, and they also deliberately delayed, so it took only half a day to move more than ten miles.

The gallop of a large number of cavalry cannot be hidden, especially the green mastiff, which has a very outstanding sense of smell and hearing, and the movements from twenty or thirty miles away cannot escape their detection.

"Chief, the Hu people have come to the brigade of soldiers and horses, and the number is no less than ** thousands, I'm afraid they will come out!" Mastiff Jin stepped forward and blew snow on the West Gate riding on a white horse.

"It seems that my name is not small, and I can be hooked so easily!" Simon said with a sigh of humor, turned his head, and said, "Keep going!"

Stepping on the step, the snow flying up and down, as if the catkins are flying in the night wind, probably because the four are covered with a layer of ice and snow, in the silver-white moonlight, but you can clearly see the shadow of three or five hundred meters, Ximen Blowing Snow and his party are a lot of people, the goal is bigger, and naturally it is quickly captured.

A burst of horses' hooves flew, thousands of soldiers and horses have been surrounded by half a moon, Ximen Chuixue looked at both sides, and said to himself: "Hey, I still want to annihilate them all, but there are only less than 10,000 soldiers and horses, I really underestimate me!"

"Let the cavalry go first, intersperse out, face west as planned, mastiff, and take the people to break off!" said Ximen Fuxue but walked off his horse, and when he looked, the person was already on the snow more than ten meters away.

Mastiff Jin didn't hesitate at all, shouted at his subordinates, and did as ordered, but he was not worried at all about Ximen Fuxue, who was walking alone towards the back, he was a man called a demon.

Huh, Minglan Nuzun and the others pulled their horses one after another, looking at the silver devil blowing snow more than twenty meters away, Heming ordered people to continue the pursuit, and looked sideways at the head of this horse bandit who was valued by the greedy wolf department and the Otsuki clan.

Ximen Blowing Snow stepped on the steps, leaving footprints on the snow, looking at the demonic beasts that stopped in front of him, opened his right arm, shook his palm, a swirling wind formed in the palm of his hand, and a thousand phantom blades appeared in the hands of Ximen Blowing Snow, and the weapon like a fox's tail dragged on the ground, waving in the evil smile of Ximen Blowing Snow.

A gust of wind blew the snow, and the huge moon blade silver light swept out and flew forward, and in the swept wind and snow, a cadre suddenly covered his eyes, and suddenly a sense of crisis arose in his mind, and they jumped up to dodge.

Poof, blood spurted from the mount's body under his crotch, staining the snow into a huge plum tree, full of plum blossoms.

Ximen Fuxue raised a thousand illusion blades, turned around indifferently, and walked towards the darkness like an illusory shadow: "This knife is just a warning, if you dare to chase, I don't mind killing you!"

The few people who fell from mid-air looked at the empty space where there was no figure, only the aftermath was still echoing in their ears, not only did they have the slightest intention of retreating, but they were more determined to chase down.

The mud bodhisattva still has three points of fire!

Not to mention that Ximen Blowing Snow is circling around the grassland, Leng Zhuo's side is advancing in an orderly manner, and the passage that accommodates three people walking side by side is not dug out by drilling gophers in three or five days, but as long as the route of the passage is determined, as long as the passage that can accommodate one person is excavated, Leng Zhuo and others will naturally do the rest.

The sharpness of the holy sword came in handy at this moment, coupled with the countless wind whirlwinds attached to it with spiritual power, it was like a stone cutter, constantly cutting down stone one by one, and in this way, one day, two days, three days, time passed like flowing water.

The first warehouse in Beiguan used to be full of all kinds of ordnance materials, large catapults, bed crossbows, bundles of crossbow arrows, piles of rolling wood boulders, weapons, armor, which filled every corner here, the stone lattices embedded in the stone walls, and the weapon cabinets scattered in the warehouse, but now they have become the beds of the Hu people.

On a wall on the ground floor of the warehouse, one or two stone chips suddenly fell, and in this stone grid, a tall and fat bearded man was sleeping soundly, unaware that a hole had been opened in the stone wall beside him.

"My lord, it's through!" Qianhao said inexplicably with joy.

Leng Zhuo snorted, in fact, even if Qianhao didn't say it, Leng Zhuo knew it, girl, how many people live here, sleeping and snoring are the same as thunder, and my ears hurt.

"Okay, let's expand this place first, we'll act tomorrow night! You go back and bring the news back first, and let the other side do the same!"

Qianhao nodded, walked along the not wide passage to the back, and when he came to the upper and lower spiral stairs, the space became much more spacious.

Because of him, the first fortress of the empire has become a thoroughfare, and the wall that has taken more than ten zhang to repair for hundreds of years has become an ornament because of this small passage, and in this life, maybe because of this one thing, there will be no regrets in his life, and maybe it will be recorded in the history books.

December 11, 556 of the Empire, may be a year worth remembering, because here, a miracle is about to be born, and the initiator of this miracle will begin his journey as a miracle emperor.