The advance army of the Yan tribe commanded outside the tent.

Xiao Luwu stared at Gucheng Pass in the distance, there were no torches lit on the wall of Gucheng Pass, and the entire level looked pitch black.

Xiao Luwu said, "Now the commanders of Guchengguan seem to be smarter than Mo Qi."

Ying Che also looked in the direction of Gu Chengguan: "Now the town guard there is Wanhu Bojin Chierda."

Xiao Luwu frowned: "Chirda? Commander of the Torth War Slave Army?"

After speaking, Xiao Luwu's face was full of incredulity, and he shook his head slightly.

Based on Xiao Luwu's understanding of Cherda, Cerda is just a martial artist.

Ying Che then said, "The colt who is known as the number one scumbag in the Divine Capital, but has created countless miracles in the past six months, is also in Guchengguan."

Xiao Luwu suddenly realized: "No wonder ......" ap.

Yingche wondered, "What?"

Xiao Luwu pointed to the dark Gucheng Pass and said, "You took away Mo Qi and Mo Lin, and the morale in the pass is low. Normally, this is a good time for our army to attack, and the commander of the Guannai deliberately extinguished all the torches and made Gucheng Pass pitch black, which would make us suspicious and dare not act rashly...... After all, it's a deception."

Yingche looked at Xiao Luwu: "However, this deception has been seen through by you, what's the use?"

Xiao Luwu also looked at Yingche: "What if it's a deception?"

Ying Che smiled disdainfully, "That's why I hate Strategists, I always think too much."

Xiao Luwu said, "I'm just thinking about how the Nanrong family in Huayuan allied with the Snow Demon Clan."

Yingche said, "You actually want to ask, why did the Ruishan Snow Demon not abide by the agreement, not only left Ruishan, but also dared to come to Gucheng Pass."

Xiao Luwu said, "The war between the Yan clan and the Snow Demon clan lasted for thousands of years, and it was not easy to reach a peace agreement."

Ying Che understood the meaning of Xiao Luwu's words: "I don't, and I won't destroy the peace between the human race and the snow demon race. Besides, when the Yan clan wanted to start a war with the Snow Demon Clan, it was completely for the treasures of Ruishan, and if it weren't for the greed of the Yan clan, it wouldn't have caused a war."

Xiao Luwu said unhurriedly: "Ruiyuan is a place that can only survive on a little harvest in the warmest months of the year, if you don't get some rare treasures to trade with the adjacent Huayuan and Rouyuan, the people of Ruiyuan will die a long time ago."

Ying Che sneered, "Then let's die, originally Ruiyuan was the territory of the Snow Demon Clan, and the current Yan Clan is only the descendants of the exiles of the other Plains thousands of years ago."

Xiao Luwu couldn't bear to look at Yingche, because his current gaze meant that he was showing his anger, but Yingche's words were not finished.

Yingche added, "It's pitiful, if it weren't for your ancestors, you wouldn't be suffering like this in this bitter cold place now."

Originally, Xiao Luwu wanted to provoke Yingche, whether it was a human or a demon, once he fell into anger, he would unconsciously confide in some truths, and those truths were the information that Xiao Luwu wanted to know.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Luwu's words had just begun, and Yingche sneered at each other and came back directly.

Yingche looked at Xiao Luwu, "Don't try to get something out of me, that will only make you look stupid."

With that, Yingche turned around and walked into the distance, standing there, looking at the pitch-black Gucheng Pass in the distance.

Xiao Luwu didn't feel any frustration, because this was just the beginning.

——

In the tent, Yan Houcang froze the wine in the cup into ice, and put the wine glass in front of Mo Qi and Mo Lin brothers.

The only ones who can freeze the drink into ice with their bare hands are the snow demons, or the half-demons with the blood of the snow demons flowing in their bodies.

Mo Qi and Mo Lin believed that Yan Houcang was indeed the same as them.

Of course, if it weren't for Yingche's inform, Mo Qi and Mo Lin still don't know what they are.

Nan Rong Zhongwei, who was sitting on one side, said, "Although I knew from a very young age that the Ruiyuan Yan clan is the same as us, the same human race, but the folk have always spread the legend that the Yan people have beast blood flowing in their bodies, and this beast refers to the legendary young girl's mount, named Bing

Tiger."

Qingnu is the ancestor of the Snow Demon Clan, and was originally the goddess in charge of frost and snow in the mythology of Jiuyuan.

After Empress Yan sat down, he took Nan Rong Zhongwei's words and said, "I don't know when it began, there is a saying that the ancestors of our Yan people, when they were exiled to Ruiyuan, began to follow and worship the god of frost and snow, Qingnu, in order to survive. Seeing that these exiles were indeed pitiful, the young girl made them drink the blood of the ice tiger to ward off the cold, and the Yan people became violent and cruel because of this, just like wild beasts, and the name of the ice barbarians was born."

It is precisely because of these legends that Mo Qi and Mo Lin, the brothers born to the two Yan women, will be called wild by the Rouyuan people.

The Rouyuan people regard the Ruiyuan people as barbarians, and in the eyes of the Huayuan people, whether they are Rouyuan people or Ruiyuan people, they are all barbarians, and the title is just the difference between the Northern Barbarian and the Ice Barbarian.

Equality should be a right, but there is no force in the world that can turn this right into reality, which is why discrimination is rampant.

Yan Houcang continued, "The Qing Girl is the ancestor of the Snow Demon Clan, and our Yan Clan has the blood of the Ice Tiger in our bodies, which is why the Snow Demon Clan and the Yan Clan have been hostile to each other for thousands of years, but also dependent on each other."

Mo Lin looked at his eldest brother Mo Qi, because he didn't know what Yan Houcang wanted to express.

Mo Qi was very patient, his face was calm, and he looked at his younger brother with the words "If you come, you will be safe".

Yan Houcang said: "But Ruiyuan is barren and cold, twelve months a year, nearly seven months are in the cold winter, although the remaining five months are no longer cold, but the temperature is like the spring and autumn season in Huayuan, it takes six to seven months from sowing to harvesting rice and wheat, and the grain cannot be planted, so you can only rely on the cold grain in the mountains to feed your stomach."

The so-called cold grain is a unique plant in Ruiyuan, similar to potatoes, which grows less than half a foot in frozen soil. The beginning of June is the harvest season of cold grains in Ruiyuan every year, but it is only less than ten days, if these ten days are missed, the cold grain that has not been excavated will rot in the ground, and the whole Ruiyuan will face famine in the next winter.

Of course, Mo Qi and Mo Lin also knew these things, and once the Tuo Si Department took advantage of the cold grain harvest season to attack Ruiyuan.

At that time, most of the soldiers and civilians in Ruiyuan were sent to the mountains to dig for cold grain, so there were not enough troops to resist.

The iron cavalry of the Torsi Department did not attack the summer capital directly, but chose to advance slowly and step by step, in order to let the Yan people withdraw from the soldiers and civilians who were digging cold food in the mountains, and prevent the Yan people from storing cold food for the winter.

The strategic purpose of the Tors tribe is to weaken the Yan tribe so that the Yan tribe will not attack the Torsi tribe in winter, so that hunger can become the best weapon. But they were wrong, that surprise attack of the Torth tribe was exchanged for the next winter Yan tribe's crazy raid.

The so-called barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes, not to mention that the ones worn by the Tors Department are only straw sandals.

For the Yan people, survival is the first element, and since they don't have enough cold food, they use the border tribes of the Torsi tribe as the object of plunder.

In fact, some people in all dynasties have proposed that it is better to capture Ruiyuan in one go and avoid future troubles once and for all.

But the question is, what's the point of capturing the barren land of Ruiyuan? Ruiyuan is the most worthless among the Nine Plains Land.

Of course, it is rumored that there are rare treasures hidden in Ruiyuan Ruishan, as well as precious snow stones, but Ruishan is the territory of the Snow Demon Clan, and it is already very difficult to deal with the brave Yan Clan, not to mention the mysterious and unpredictable Snow Demon Clan.

To sum up, it is these reasons that have caused the Ruiyuan Yan clan to become powerful over the course of thousands of years.

Yan Houcang's words suddenly became direct: "General Qi, General Lin, you grew up in Rouyuan Tuoers, and you were discriminated against, and the same half-demons as you are not having a good time in Ruiyuan, you don't know, there are also many half-demons in the Yan clan, once these half-demons are exposed, if they are obedient, they will not be killed, they will be restrained by people with strange arts, and then sold to those merchants, and the merchants will take them away from Ruiyuan and sell them to other places."

Mo Qi and Mo Lin were very surprised, they thought that Ruiyuan would be different, but they didn't expect the situation to sound even worse than Rouyuan.

Mo Qi finally asked, "So

What does General Houcang mean?"

Yan Houcang smiled and said, "It's okay, soon the summer capital will become smooth, but you still need the help of the two generals below."

After speaking, Yan Houcang shouted outside, "Someone."

Xiao Luwu, who had been guarding outside the tent, heard the sound and walked into the tent, and said respectfully, "General."

Yan Houcang looked at Xiao Luwu and said, "Under the order, the troops will be withdrawn at the third watch, the rear army will become the front army, and after the original front army is broken, all must be withdrawn from the valley before sunrise."

Xiao Luwu was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask anything, just turned around and left, and went down to speak.

Then, Yan Houcang ordered someone to take Mo Qi and Mo Lin down to freshen up and change clothes and rest, and he would take them back to the summer capital tomorrow.

Mo Qi and Mo Lin, who were full of doubts, had to leave, after all, they had no choice now, and for the Torsi Department, they were already rebel generals who had defected to the enemy.

As for what they will face next, these two half-demon brothers can only resign themselves to fate.

After the two left, Yan Houcang's face sank instantly.

Nan Rong Zhongwei is still drinking, drinking this kind of wine that is difficult to swallow and has a sour and bitter taste.

Nam Young-jung takes a sip before drinking every time he drinks, and then he takes a sip with a disgusted expression on his face, and then his expression becomes pleasant, just like a person who tries stinky tofu for the first time, but after eating it, he finds it delicious.

Nam Rong Zhongwei raised his glass and asked, "What is Ruiyuan's sake made of?"

Yan Houcang said coldly, "All our wine is fermented, not brewed."

Nan Rongzhong nodded: "What kind of fermentation did that?"

Yan Houcang said, "I'm afraid you won't drink it if you say it."

Nan Rongzhong looked indifferent: "Say, I want to know."

Yan Houcang said, "The blood of a half-demon."

Nan Rongzhong took a deep breath when he heard this, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Yan Houcang frowned and asked, "Second son, don't you think there is a problem with Mo Qi and Mo Lin?"

Nan Rongzhong tasted the wine slowly: "What's the problem?"

Yan Houcang said: "Just with Yingche's words, the two brothers actually followed her, isn't it too simple?"

Nan Rong Zhongwei smiled and said, "General Houcang, sometimes, it's you who overcomplicate things."

After that, Nan Rongzhong raised the empty glass and asked with a smile, "Is there still any wine?" You'd better give me a jug, and by the way, tell me how to ferment such a wonderful wine from the blood of a half-demon."