Chapter 51: You and I Don't Have a Choice

This city is connected to the Mobei permafrost, and it has just snowed heavily, and the sun has not had time to bask through the ice and snow, and a team has started today's long journey again.

The alien man at the head rode a red high-headed horse, dressed in a blue and black interlaced coat, and was marked by a wide knife, the ghost-headed knife was extremely heavy, and it was rumored that the cry from the knife could be heard at night.

Ling He Chi Xuan raised his hand to stop the team behind him, and he led the horse around Xu Yanshu, who came to pick him up. "General Xu, long time no see."

Although Xu Yanshu is muffled on weekdays, he can face Mobei in an instant with the momentum of battlefield killing, "Prince Linghe, I'm afraid there is nothing to pay tribute this time." ”

Mobei has a bad harvest this year, it is already winter, and it will soon be buried by flying snow, and Linghe Chixuan has another purpose in paying tribute, exchanging grain with the dynasty.

Ling He Chi Xuan snorted coldly, and his eyes turned to see a thin figure following at the end of the team.

The formation seemed loose, but in fact it surrounded the man in the middle, the man was wrapped in a cloak and shrunk on a horse, and if he didn't look closely, he thought it was a package that had been put on, but the slight sound of breathing during the process revealed her tracks.

"This .......," Ling He Chi Xuan pointed at the man, "General Xu still has one?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the Mobei soldiers drew their broad knives in unison, put on a defensive posture, and stared at the war horse. The war horse stepped on the snow on the spot, and the person on his back didn't seem to feel the tension around him and still didn't move.

"This is our border guards, and it has nothing to do with Mobei." Xu Yanshu stepped sideways to block Ling Hechi Xuan's line of sight.

Ling He Chi Xuan raised his eyebrows, he knew that the strength of the Mobei Mission at this time was not enough to fight the border guards, he dropped his hand, and slanted at the people on the horse, "General Xu, I really don't value it for the Lin family's army." ”

The person on the horse moved slightly, revealing a pair of phoenix eyes from under the cloak, looking back faintly, Ling He Chi Xuan's back was cold, "Who are you?" ”

The wind blew Chaoling's hat, she straightened up, and the soldiers around her solemnly dodged a way for her, and the war horse paced in front of Ling He Chi Xuan.

Lin Wanqi has fought with Ling He Chi Xuan many times, except for Lin Qingping in this world, Ling He Chi Xuan should be the most familiar with him, and this familiarity even surpasses Bai Yu.

"You're not dead?"

She is an admirable opponent, since she is an opponent, Ling He Chi Xuan does not want her to live too long.

Chao Ling's expression subconsciously avoided Ling He Chi Xuan's question, she came all the way from the imperial city, not to listen to this sentence, "I'm not here to catch up with Mobei, I have business to talk to you." ”

"Me?" Ling He Chi Xuan pointed at himself, and he frowned at the multiple meanings of the Chinese dialect.

Lin Jiajun and Mobei have a deep blood feud, Zhenguo Gong was beheaded all over the house for the crime of fornicating with Mobei, Lin Wanqi proposed to talk about business with Linghe Chixuan at this time.

Either it's the Hongmen feast,

Either this business is going for Ling He Chi Xuan, and only for him.

Inside the tent, the brazier had been lit early, and the sparks fell on the surrounding ground and turned into a circle of scorched earth. Chao Ling sat wrapped in a cloak, letting Ling He Chi Xuan look around.

This was the first time he had entered the big tent of the border guards, an army that was invincible across the border, and inside the big tent came out of the small man in front of him and a few chairs.

In Ling He Chixuan's memory, Lin Wanqi was not afraid of the cold, she had hibernated in the snow for three days to encircle and suppress his baggage, and she became famous in one fell swoop.

People who are cowering in front of the stove now always feel that something is wrong.

Chaoling is not cold, she just simply likes to roast fire, the body of the fire phoenix, likes flames and likes fluffy things.

The firelight reflected in Ling He Chi Xuan's pupils, dyeing the extremely light pale green pupils a little pink. He took his eyes off Chao Ling and held down the rope with the wide knife on his back, he might never have the chance to fight Lin Wanqi again.

Lin Chang's spear is famous, and only Lin Wanqi's long sword can be used superbly.

It's a pity.

"What are you going to talk to me about?" Ling He Chi Xuan gave up his messy thoughts, and the people of the Central Plains were cunning, and he had to raise the spirit of the twelve.

"Do you still remember Bai Yu?" Chao Ling showed a pair of eyes and looked at the firelight, "I killed it." ”

She looked at Linghe Huxuan faintly, and the flames exposed the desire in her heart. The wine she had prepared was poured into the fire, and the flames surged with a faint blue light, and in an instant they soared into the sky.

Ling He Chi Xuan looked at Chao Ling silently, the assassination of Prince Yu Bai Yu was rumored, and there were many speculations from various forces, and there were also many inferences about Lin Wanqi.

The party admitted in front of him, which still caught Ling He Chixuan a little off guard.

Lin Wanqi is a ruthless person, and after many years of affection, he can cut it off. What he didn't expect was that the person in front of him was no longer Lin Wanqi, and Chaoling would only be more ruthless than Lin Wanqi.

She wants to exterminate all those who have anything to do with the military newspaper.

"Bai Yu is dead, Prince Linghe, where did your clan's grain and grass come from this year?"

Linghe Chixuan, as the youngest son of the king of Mobei, has the eldest brother Ling He Qingmo and Ling Hexuan, both of whom were born to the original match of the king of Mobei, and after the death of his first wife, the king of Mobei assigned a battalion to both of them.

The king of Mobei is old, and he must choose another successor, if Ling He Qingmo inherits, the first thing is to execute this half-brother.

In the battle of Pingning Pass, although Mobei won, he also emptied the elite soldiers in the hands of Linghe Chi Xuan, and he was no longer able to compete with his brothers and sisters.

Now these two former enemies are sitting together and thinking about their own survival.

This should be the only olive branch thrown to him by the person who hates him the most.

"Prince Linghe, it's not a good job to go to the Central Plains, it seems that you are not doing very well now." Chao Ling is slow and logical. "How are you doing this journey?"

Ling He Chi Xuan tightened his grip on the strap of his shoulder, and the old and new scars on his body hidden under his clothes were intertwined, which was a common thing for soldiers on the battlefield, and before the scars healed, each one could be fatal.

He was assassinated numerous times along the way, and the crisis had only just begun when he stepped into the imperial realm.

"General Lin, you can't protect yourself, and your mood is related to my life or death?" Ling He Chi Xuan sat down next to Chao Ling, the flame was very warm, which was rare in winter. "If I die in your territory, it will be a good opportunity for Mobei to send troops."

"yes." Chao Ling smiled, "As long as you want to die?" But do you want to die? ”

yes, he does not want to die, and if he dies his men, his mother will suffer with him.

"What do you want?" Ling He Chi Xuan pondered the words and asked Chao Ling.

"I want to send my friend back to Mobei safely."

"It's a dead end for me to return now." Ling He Chi Xuan clenched the handle of the knife.

"So, let's help each other, you help me survive in the imperial city, and I will send you back to Mobei safely." Chao Ling exhaled white air, and retracted into his cloak, "I have soldiers, you have the right." No one is better suited to you than me. ”

The brazier toppled over, Ling He Chi Xuan's wide knife pressed to the ground, and he looked at Chao Ling with angry eyes, "Do you have any backbone?" ”

The dusty glutinous rice dumplings were stunned, unexpectedly clenched the saber at his waist, and squinted his eyes trying to see what kind of person Ling He Chi Xuan was under his face.

"You and I don't have a choice." She drew her long sword and gave birth to a sword flower neatly, straightening the brazier with a flash of cold light. "If I had a choice, I would have killed you now."

The sword blade carried the scorching aura of flames, and it slashed through the front half inch of Ling He Chi Xuan's neck, bringing a scorched smell.

Her sword is faster than it was during the First Battle of Pingning Pass.

Chao Ling looked at Ling He Chi Xuan steadily, with a sharp aura when he raised his head slightly, not like a general who had been in a hundred battles, but it reminded people of Lin Wanqi when he set out on the first expedition.

"Prince Linghe, why did we fight a battle, but we all ended up like this?"

There was a bustle outside the tent, and a soldier grabbed someone and was pressing to the ground and shouting.

"General, this person is sneaking around outside the big tent, and I caught him."

This person was obviously injured, he was pressed to the ground like a bird with broken wings, and his left arm was basically unable to use strength, he heard the soldier calling Chaoling, and immediately put his head into the soil, wanting to find out the news, and was extremely afraid of meeting Chaoling.

Sensing something, she put one foot on the man's back and waved the soldier to stand down. "You don't take care of your injuries, what are you going to do with me?"

Cheng Yu was dragged up by her back, he still had injuries on his back, underestimating the sharpness of the officers and men in the army, and he was easily exposed.

"The emperor is most taboo for Su Jiuli to contact Mobei and the border guards, and now they have both of them. Do you want him to die without a place to bury? ”

Chao Ling kicked him lightly, knowing that it must have been sent by Jiuli, he was not embarrassed, but just threatened, "Do you know what happens if you steal secrets in the army?" ”

"Forty military sticks, beaten until seven holes bleed."

Cheng Yu chilled for a moment, and the injury on his back hurt for no reason.

Chao Ling led him to the big tent, and the brazier he had lifted before was still sprinkled with soot. She threw out a bottle of gold sore medicine to Cheng Yu, "How did you find me?" ”

She remembered that she had run away before Jiuli woke up.

"His Royal Highness has been sending people to keep an eye on General Xu, and when he saw General Xu leaving the imperial city, he guessed the nobleman....... General Lin was among them. ”

"Oh." Chaoling was fiddling with charcoal, she had already guessed that Xu Yanshu had been dormant in the capital for many days and had not been discovered, and Jiuli was behind him. "Why don't you take medicine?"

"General Lin, I hurt my back ......"

"Do you want me to give it to you?" Chao Ling didn't understand what he meant.

"Ahem, ahem." Cheng Yu squeezed the medicine tightly in his hand, "No, no, no." ”

He would rather be beaten with forty military sticks than go back and be skinned by Su Jiuli.

"Your Highness has a message for me to bring to the general." Cheng Yu looked left and right, lowered his voice and said, "Your Highness, please see you when you ask the general." ”

"Su Jiuli?" Chao Ling didn't believe his ears a little, the imperial city was thousands of miles away from here, and he had such a special identity that he actually came here with her. "No, no."

"General, my Royal Highness has ...... all the way"

Chao Ling raised her hand to interrupt Cheng Yu's story, and when she heard how hard Jiuli had worked all the way, she couldn't help but say the following words. "What does your prince have to do with me? This is the big tent of the border guards, if you don't accept it, I will find someone to throw you out. ”

She couldn't see Su Jiuli yet, the situation in the imperial city was not settled, and Mobei was eyeing her. If Ling He Chi Xuan knew that the prince was here, I am afraid that he would use this as a threat, this trip to the troubled waters was already too chaotic.

"Don't go, let your highness go back."