Sledding cars are really useless for the current Han Empire, because, except for Shuofang County, north of the Yellow River, where the winter is a little long, there are only a few snowfalls in other places every year.

Therefore, in the process of production, Yang Chuan tried to simplify as much as possible, as long as he could complete tonight's 'rush mission'.

Huo Quzhi didn't think so, he was lying on a very simple sled, feeling the speed and convenience of 'flying on the snow', his face was tense, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was thinking about a very important question.

Cao Xiang seemed a little unusually excited, and wanted to 'drive' the sled car himself several times, but Yang Chuan ruthlessly refused.

Joke.

A herd of wild deer that had not been domesticated pulled the cart looked like a fly, lying on the sleigh, only feeling smooth and fast, even more comfortable than a horse-drawn carriage.

In fact, if it weren't for a few golden eagles hovering overhead to suppress, coupled with a set of reins and cage beaks designed by Yang Chuan, they could control the disobedient elk at the fastest speed, I'm afraid that if they are not careful, these guys will run into the dense mountain forest.

Even, in a panic, jumping into a cliff is also a very possible thing.

In a military training, a big man Pingyang Hou was killed, which is sad to think about......

The other 21 Yulin orphans were a different kind of experience.

These guys are athletic, agile, and juvenile, and once they learn to use the reins, they will soon be driving in a good way, screaming with excitement.

On snowy nights, twelve deer sleds flew fast.

Behind this group of teenagers, only the traces of gliding were left, the snow was vast, the night was silent, and the heavy snow fell one after another, and soon those traces were erased silently.

"Dogs, they are opportunistic in training, see if yes doesn't peel their skins!"

Not long after Yang Chuan, Huo Quzhi, Cao Xiang and other teenagers left, twenty or thirty people came out of a forest they passed, and the first one was Gongsun Ao.

He squatted on the snow, carefully inspected the road where the sled had crushed, couldn't help but curse a few more words, and whipped seven or eight times on the snow with his whip, and seemed to be really angry.

"Lord Captain, do you want to catch up and reprimand?" A pro-soldier asked.

"Still chasing a fart, didn't you see those guys running faster than rabbits?"

"Pass my order, the Yulin children are moving forward at full speed, and before tomorrow, they must rush to Black Pine Ridge!"

Gongsun Ao angrily carried the horsewhip and strode a few steps in the snow, and accidentally slipped under his feet, but he fell firmly and fell on his back......

……

On snowy nights, the fifty-mile road on foot and heavy loads once made those orphans in the feather forest despair to the point of numbness.

Unexpectedly.

With the help of twelve deer sleds, it was like a tour of the mountains and rivers, and it only felt like it was there in the blink of an eye; So much so that a few teenagers are still laughing, do you want to turn back and run again?

The teenagers gathered around, lit a pile of firewood, and laughed and laughed.

Yang Chuan, Huo Quzhi, and Cao Xiang had solemn faces, walked to a forest in the distance, and discussed in a low voice.

"Isn't that right, are we going in the wrong direction?"

Huo Quzhi looked up at the swarthy, monster-like mountains in the distance, frowned, and said suspiciously: "I have been to the area of Black Pine Ridge, and the east is the Bahe River, and the area at the foot of the mountain is full of abandoned and fertile fields, overgrown with weeds;

But behold, how is it that the front one has become a waterlogged swamp? ”

Cao Xiang squatted on the snow, pinched a branch to draw circles, and muttered: "What's strange about this, maybe my brother-in-law remembered it wrong." ”

Huo Quzhi was annoyed, and glared at Cao Xiang fiercely: "Shut up!" ”

Cao Xiang smiled, with a look of indifference: "Anyway, my brother-in-law is a gentleman and a big Han salt dealer, by the way, we have recently become the largest poultry farmer in the Han Empire, and it is reasonable not to understand military geography......"

Yang Chuan didn't know anything about this place, but he also had a dignified face.

The message fed back by Sister Leopard and a few stupid eagles seems to have another hidden meaning......

How did he think that the swarthy mountains in front of him were not as simple as Huo Quzhi said, but just a 'training base' for the Yulin Army on weekdays?

"Huo Quai, have you ever been in Heisongling?" Yang Chuan asked suddenly.

"No," Huo Quzhi said helplessly, "The Black Pine Ridge is the remnant of the Qinling Mountains, the mountains are steep, and there are hundreds of stone walls and dense mountains and forests everywhere, who has nothing to do and runs in?" ”

Yang Chuan nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "If it's just a stone wall, a mountain forest or something, it's not a problem, otherwise, let's sneak in first and see what's going on inside?" ”

Huo Quzhi scolded 'Gongsun Ao is simply not human', nodded and said: "It's okay, anyway, we have Sister Leopard and Golden Eagle to help, and there should be no danger for more than 20 people to enter the mountains and forests." ”

Yang Chuan said with a smile: "Our small number of people, our flexibility, and the reconnaissance ability of Sister Leopard and Silly Eagle are actually the most suitable for mountain guerrilla warfare. ”

"Mountain, guerrilla warfare?" Huo Quzhi was stunned for a moment, and was about to continue to ask again.

Yang Chuan seemed to suddenly remember something, frowned and asked, "Strange, why didn't we catch up with Li Kang and them all the way?" Aren't a few of them lost? ”

Huo Quzhi also looked puzzled, frowned and said: "That's right, I really didn't find any trace of them along the way, did we get lost and go in the wrong direction, or did Li Kang's idiot go a fork?" ”

At this moment, Sister Leopard suddenly jumped out of the bushes on the side, roared lowly, and pulled Yang Chuan into the woods with Yang Chuan in her mouth, looking quite anxious.

"There is a situation!"

Yang Chuan's heart moved slightly, and he gestured to Huo Quzhi and Cao Xiang, and said in a low voice: "Sister Leopard and I will go into the mountain first, and you will follow later; Along the way, I'll leave the marks we agreed upon. ”

"Go sick, take care of Cao Xiang!"

Seeing that Yang Chuan and Sister Leopard flickered in the woods a few times, and then disappeared without a trace, Cao Xiang was anxious: "Yang Chuan thief, why did you leave Ben Hou behind!" ”

Huo Quzhi scolded impatiently: "The ghost is a fart, isn't there still me Huo Quai?" ”

Cao Xiang sat on the snow with his buttocks, and sighed with a sad face: "You know what to ask for, in this kind of deep mountain and old forest, even if there are a hundred tigers, leopards and jackals, Yang Chuan can still live a good life, can you?"

Hey, and be ashamed to protect me!

If you fight in the grassland desert, you can be regarded as a bit of brute strength, but it's a pity...... Oops, Ben Hou's life is over! ”

Huo Quai, where can he take care of this nonsense, and waved to the twenty-one Yulin orphans in the distance: "Come here, enter the mountain immediately......

……

Following closely behind Sister Leopard, through a large dense pine forest, and then, quickly climbing over several very steep mountain cliffs, one man and one leopard soon entered a silent canyon.

Twenty or thirty zhang above his head, Yang Chuan's carving one and two circled a few times, and with two or three sounds, he spread his wings and flew over the steep stone wall in the direction of his left hand, as if he had found something good;

At the same time, Huo Quai's three old eagles flew over, circled above Yang Chuan's head, and flew towards the depths of the canyon without saying a word......

For a while, Yang Chuan was a little confused.

The golden eagle that explored the way came from two directions, which is a bit outrageous.

The snow fell, and the valley was dead.

Yang Chuan squatted down, gently rubbed Sister Leopard's fat neck, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Leopard, what's going on?" Tell me, which direction should we go? ”

Sister Leopard let out a low cry and took a few steps towards the steep stone wall in the direction of her left hand, and then found that Yang Chuan was still stunned, so she had to turn around and pull Yang Chuan over there.

At this moment, there were several eagle chirpings overhead, but it was Huo Quai's other two old eagles who returned from the depths of the canyon, looking at the direction of their flight, they should have gone to report to their masters.

Yang Chuan groaned slightly, peeled off the iron armor on his body, hid it in a tree hole with his helmet and blade, and covered it with snow; Then, he changed into a deerskin robe suitable for rock climbing, and set off with Sister Leopard.

Before leaving, he carved a secret mark on a big tree, and asked Huo Quzhi, Cao Xiang and others to wait in place after coming here......

……

So, half an hour later.

When Yang Chuan finally climbed a steep cliff and crossed the mountains, he was already tired of several stinky sweats; In a wooded, rocky valley, two or three miles deeper, he stopped.

Yang Chuan was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Saw.

In this valley, which is narrow on the outside and wide on the inside, it is as warm as spring, and although the snow is falling from the sky, it turns into a vast drizzle before it falls to the ground.

The best thing is that there is a vague full moon overhead, and the valley reflected is like a dream.

This rain is like a spring night rain, sparse and sprinkled, quite a bit of 'moisturizing things silently'.

The beautiful scenery in front of him was picturesque, but Yang Chuan did not dare to relax his mind at all.

He cautiously followed Sister Leopard not far behind, and continued to walk forward for three or five hundred steps; Taking advantage of the faint light of the snowy night, Yang Chuan was surprised to find that there are many patchwork 'terraces' here, in which all kinds of flowers and plants are planted, but they are clearly angelica, codonopsis, bupleurum, astragalus and other Chinese medicinal materials.

There are a lot of these medicinal materials, and there are many kinds of herbs, many of which are flowers and plants, and even Yang Chuan can't identify what they are.

In the slanting wind and drizzle, the aroma of flowers and herbs spreads, the fragrance is pleasant, the faint medicinal fragrance, mixed with the sweet and silky rain taste, it smells very good.

With the continuous deepening of Yangchuan, I gradually saw the general environment in the depths of this valley: there are at least more than 100 acres of land here, there are lush forests and bamboos, thirty or fifty houses, all small bamboo and wood attics, and the roof is covered with a layer of thatch, bamboo and other things......

A paradise?

The deeper he walked, Yang Chuan's heart was uncertain, and he was naturally on guard, secretly holding a boning knife hidden in his sleeve with one hand, and quickly kept the surrounding environment in mind.

With his usual cautiousness, he naturally has to ensure that once something unexpected happens, he must be able to counterattack as soon as possible and be able to slip away calmly......

To his surprise, it was still Sister Leopard.

Since this guy entered here, he has been inexplicably quiet, strolling among those flower beds, medicine fields, and grasses, as if he was in his own fiefdom on weekdays?

Yang Chuan's state of mind gradually calmed down inexplicably.

Of course, the precautions he should have had never relaxed at all, and he knew in his heart that if he was not very good at rock climbing, and with the help and guidance of Sister Leopard and Golden Eagle, it would be difficult for ordinary people to find this valley.

Or, the owner here is really a hermit in the mountains; Or, it is the so-called 'worldly master'.

After seeing the 'martial arts' of Zhang Qian, Sima Qian, Cui Jiu and others, Yang Chuan did not dare to underestimate anyone in the Han Empire, especially scholars and hermits......

"Hey, fat cat, you're here again?"

Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded, glutinous and soft as a peach crisp, ethereal and lazy, and there was a faint sadness in this silent valley, and Yang Chuan's two legs were numb when he heard it.

His feet were soft, and he almost stumbled: "Nest grass!" ”

Today, under the tall sculpture of Huo Quzhi, I smoked half a pack of cigarettes, thought about some things, and by the way, I also lit one for the guy and dedicated it to the cement platform......

Then, the sanitation lady said a few words, and the cook's mood got better.

(End of chapter)