The envoy to Middle-earth was closed.

"Please go back, the crown princess is heavy now, and she won't see her mother's family."

Jiang Yu presented "a bucket of Jiang Mountain" Longyan Dayue on the Wanshou Festival, and is now the prince Liangdi, temporarily living in the East Palace to raise a baby.

She once had a pair of glass-colored eyes blessed by the holy mountain, warm and clear, like the sun reflected in the snow-capped mountains and rivers in spring.

Now those eyes were silent, like a deep well that could not be seen to the end, even if the barrel was thrown into it, only the broken could be heard, and the waves could not be seen.

In the king's tent, everyone held their breath. Restlessness and restlessness are rendered in silence until the moment of eruption.

"Where's the Great Clan?"

"The Great Clan's is close to a breakthrough, in the ......"

No one dared to speak.

"Say!"

"The Great Clan is in retreat!"

Jiang Yan removed the hairpin ring jewelry and sealed the cave house tightly.

She is not the original wife of Ukoru Da Dan Yu, after the death of her original husband Wu Hu Dan Yu, she married the new Da Dan Yu due to the tradition of "receiving step-marriage", maintaining the fragile peace between the two countries.

Ukolu's wife hated her, because with her, she would always be just the "East Horde".

Ukoru feared her, because her presence was like a living, life-counting hourglass.

Brilliant military achievements, the admired previous Da Dan Yu Wuerhu, the rising star on the grassland, Wencheng martial arts, brilliant military achievements.

Nor did he live past the age of thirty-five.

And what about him?

He is Jiang Yan's husband, but he is not her Taoist companion.

As soon as the news of the "death retreat" came out, everyone looked a little strange at him.

They weren't sure whether the Da Shan clan had abandoned Da Shan Yu first, or whether Da Shan Yu had betrayed the Da Yan clan.

"Closing the Death Retreat" is to cut off all the qi in the body that is inducted into heaven and earth, and only to seek the inner part of one's own body, looking for the path to unity with the "Great Dao".

The "Great Clan" closed the dead pass, the qi machine was closed, and the barrier that fed back the northern border began to eat.

The aging of "Da Danyu" changes day by day, and it is visible to the naked eye.

"The Great Prince......

In desperation, Da Dan unfolded the sheepskin scroll, and his proudest warrior, Baturu of the steppe, was killed on the way to escort a new group of maidens into the snowy mountains.

The news spread quickly, and the well-trained Hai Dongqing died in batches.

"Second Princess......

"The second princess came to Kwai Shui and couldn't ...... Unable to climb snowy mountains. ”

This is how the comer reported.

"Isn't she dead! Let her go! Or die in the mountains! Or die on the road! ”

The original wise and martial Da Dan aged ten years overnight.

He is only thirty-two years old, and when he is in the prime of life, he should be drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman and wake up to the power of the world.

"The ...... of the Nine Princes"

"Five Princes......

"Four Princesses ......"

"Eleventh Prince......

……

Bad news one after another.

Da Dan Yu finally decided to abandon the royal court and leave the twelve princes and the Da Yan clan behind.

The rest of the men and horses went west to attack the Xishan Alliance.

In the direction of the West Mountain, there is a vast yellow sand, so barren that even a tree has to grow.

When Liu Ji led the large army to the royal court, he only saw a broken wall.

His father, the king, seemed to have forgotten that there was such a son.

The north wind blew through the empty royal court, and the soldiers guarding the city thought that it was the exiles who came to attack, but in a blink of an eye, which one didn't have a long eye to rob the royal court at this time?

Even if he wins, he will not be able to scrape the ground for three feet, and he will not be able to get together the food and grass of the army, which is too worthless.

The little soldier saw the order flag, collected his weapon, looked at the weight of grain and grass on the vehicle, and swallowed saliva unconsciously.

Sensing his gaze, Zhen Ying pulled his head out of the grain pile, startling the little soldier.

"Demon, demon, demon, monster~"

The creep threw his weapon, turned around and ran.

"My father Khan, just, just left?"

Guard......

Is it me or is it wrong with you?

It doesn't sound like a big single Yu ran away, but it looks like a big single Yu is cold.

The two sides had a full exchange of views, and for a while it felt a little incredulous.

The guards didn't believe that there would be a royal family that would be kind enough to take in the homeless, and Liu Ji didn't believe that the royal family and nobles in the north would easily give up the royal court where their ancestors had lived for generations.

But......

The empty gatehouse, the bleak streets, the guards, the granaries so clean that even the rats refuse to bare the valley...

All the details show that this magnificent, gigantic city, representing the highest level of history and culture of the nomadic people, was ruthlessly abandoned by its owner.

"Such a big royal court, leave it alone, he's gone?"

Saddened its misfortune and angry with it.

But Liu Ji also knew that the long wind and snow seemed to be endless, and no one could predict how long the royal court reserves could be made.

In the end, the nobles of the royal court ran away with dry food, but their group waited for the royal court to replenish.

The frozen cattle and sheep, and the wounded and sick horses were almost finished.

What is the "Autumn of Survival"? "It's not autumn yet!

It's still spring in the north.

Before, no matter how critical the form was along the way, everyone had a breath in their hearts.

The royal court is the center of the North, blessed by the Virgin Peak, where the nobles of the North have lived for generations.

Here are the most abundant pastures, the most solid granaries, the most prosperous caravans, the most brave men, and the most wise elders.

The armies of the Xishan Alliance did not make it fall, and the Confucian civilization of Middle-earth did not make it ashamed.

Everyone felt that as long as they held on and reached the royal court, everything would be fine.

Now, Liu Ji is facing more than just a desperate situation.

and his people who follow him in desperate situations.

Suddenly hearing the news that the nobles had abandoned the royal court and moved west, everyone's first reaction was disbelief.

How so? How can it be? How dare they?

They once laughed at the emperor of Middle-earth, moved south, and even the imperial capital gave up, panicking like a lost dog.

Now that feng shui is taking turns, my house has collapsed.

"We, too, run away?" It was proposed.

Although there are many deserts in the western mountains, there is no boundless wind and snow in the end.

"We're not running away."

Liu Ji made a decision almost instantly.

Where can you flee again?

Sending troops to Xishan with Da Danyu?

There is no wind and snow in the West Mountain, but hundreds of small countries in the West Mountain are constantly conquering.

The fact that the north is friendly with some small countries does not mean that the whole Xishan will welcome them.

Luckily, among the many alliances in Xishan, you can find small countries with ambitions, go to war as mercenaries, and get money to do things.

Bad luck...... Is there still a small number of forces that have been eaten by the countries of the West Mountains?

"This is our home, the Holy Maiden Peak is behind us, the Elder's House is behind us, we will not escape!"

The climate of the West Mountains is humid and cold, and there are hundreds of states, more than the tribes in the north.

It's not that there is no male lord who wants to unify the West Mountain, but due to the limited terrain, the West Mountain Alliance has been fighting for a hundred years, and it is still in a fragmented form.

There are many mountains, many seas, many basins, and many rivers in the western mountains, and these natural barriers will cut a good piece of land to pieces.

Not to mention that the herdsmen are not accustomed to eating seafood, the warriors in the north have never fought in water battles, and if they rush forward, the outcome is unpredictable.

In the north, they are the proud people of the Holy Mountain.

When they arrived in Xishan, they were nothing more than a pack of lost dogs.

Everyone looked at each other, and from the eyes of their companions, they saw the sadness of the rabbit's death and fox's sorrow.

Hundreds of people were scattered according to their original tribes, and the supplies were gathered together and distributed according to the heads, and the ranks were silent and orderly.