The land of the Central Plains is still late summer, but as Lu Ze and his group go deeper and deeper north, the night breeze after crossing Minshan Mountain gradually turns from warm to cool.

The students of the academy who were about to go to the border to practice all knew that it was the desolate tribe who had been living in the cold region of the extreme north for thousands of years and had returned to the south, and the barbarians on the grassland who had been robbed of their territory could only be forced to harass and invade the Central Plains in the south, so they did this border practice this time.

Everyone may have nervousness and apprehension in their hearts, but there is no fear in the slightest.

Because, they are students of the college.

The Minshan Mountains, which stretch for thousands of miles from south to north, divide the southern part of the wasteland into two halves, separating the Tang Dynasty and the Yan Kingdom at the same time.

In order for the desolate people to go south to deal with this change that is destined to affect the general trend of the world, the Xiling Temple issued an edict, calling on Haotian Dao believers and righteous path colleagues to assist Yan Guo in reaching the barbarian invasion.

The Tang Empire sent the mighty general Xiahou to take the lead in the elite Western Route Army of the Tang Dynasty, known as the reinforcement of the Yan Army.

The team departing from Chang'an City gradually arrived at the destination of the trip.

Before the horse's hooves stepped on the stiff and frosty ground, the whistling and cold mountain wind blew the cheeks of the students unscrupulously, and the northward journey made many women, including Situ Yilan, have their faces covered with wind and frost, and they are no longer in the glory of the past, but no one cares about these things.

On the contrary, the feeling of wanting to try it lingered in everyone's heart.

The dozens of students sent by the academy practiced on the rear line of the northern border, not to hone their own combat exploits and abilities with real swords and guns, but to be raised as flowers outside the greenhouse in the academy, which was the practice of the academy students before they entered the hospital, so whether they were junior ministers or border generals, they would only treat those young people as special officers.

First, following General Dongshengzhai's complicated greetings, Xia Hou smiled at the male officers who were wearing armor and uniforms: "I have seen it in half a month, and it is like a different appearance, and it looks very suitable for the work and rest life over there." ”

For me.

Among the students in this practice, the eldest Linchuan Wang Ying also stood outside the officer, and saw the tall officer for many years greeting Xiahou, and his bearing was the same as when he was in the academy, but the fleeting gloom under him was keenly seen by Wen Quan.

To some extent, Wen Quan's danger is even greater than that of the dozens of students who practiced in the academy.

Even outside the seven floors, my identity is extremely ordinary.

For nearly a month, Wen Quan has been wandering around the sidelines.

Wen Quan, the little general of the expedition to the north, is still as safe as a rock in the Tuyang City General's Mansion, and only half of the Lu Ze who came to the west of the army retreated to the northern line of Yan to fight with the grassland barbarians, but a small part of the battle was also a large-scale collision, and the little general Yan Jun did not seem to have the slightest intention of retreating into the Yan realm.

In those few days, watching the young and immature students who were blown away by the wind and sand on the side, Wen Quan recognized the practice of the academy very much.

Xia Hou saw a few acquaintances outside.

Therefore, dozens of elites of the Xiaotang border army led by this captain have become my personal guards since before Xiahou arrived in Tuyang City.

Compared to the students in the academy who were assigned to various camps, Wen Quan seemed to have become a 'low' existence before he came to the border.

It has been a month since Xiahou came to the northern border.

If Xiahou really has something wrong in the rear line, there will be an uproar on the entire northern border, and the little general of the Yan army may not be able to say anything after his majesty, but if it really makes me face the master who traveled to the country and returned, I am afraid that I will not have the guts.

That geographical location is a very ordinary location, which also means that there will be very little trouble, and the Yan people who resist the invasion of the grassland are very welcoming to reinforcements including Yuelunguo, Southern Jin, and Xiling, but their attitude towards Xiao Tang's reinforcements is very inexplicable.

After all, Xia Hou was the leader of the academy in the name of that time, and I still have to be responsible for the students of the academy who I brought out.

No matter how little you learn outside the academy, you still need to put it into practice after all.

The so-called patrol envoy.

Situ Yilan nodded and smiled: "I was still used to it when it was just over, but the front gradually integrated into retreat... Even if you listen to your father and uncle describe the border outside Chang'an City, it is more appropriate to experience it for a few days outside it, and you are very interested in living outside it. ”

Xia Hou listened to the words of the little Tang lieutenant who bowed down behind him, and smiled.

Before that day, everyone outside the academy would be completely dispersed and arranged to retreat to the border army and assigned to each fortress barracks on the rear line, officially starting this year's practice.

"Finally... I was able to mount and kill the enemy. ”

Now coming to the Yanbei border to practice, it is an excellent opportunity to sharpen.

At that time, there were not dozens of students around him who had gotten along with each other day and night, Wen Quan squinted his eyes and muttered to himself: "When I came to the north, I didn't want to retreat to the realm of knowing fate by killing people, but I ended up being a patrol envoy, Ning Que, this guy should be the eyeliner chosen by His Majesty, and he is not on the side of the Wasteland Demon Sect..."

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Although he knew Xiahou's specific identity, but looking at the most elite personal guard captain beside the little general Yan Jun guarding Xiahou's side, General Dongshengzhai knew the gold content of the old man, especially looking at the excited expressions of the group of subordinate officers from the academy around him, he knew that the little man might have nothing to do with the academy.

"Mr. Lu."

There is no trouble to get down, not the smallest trouble.

Xia Hou smiled at Situ Yilan: "But come to think of it, the days outside of that are as smooth as he said, no trouble?" ”

"You are the patrol envoy of the West Road to aid Wenquan."

The camp inspected that day was called Dongsheng Village, which was located in the northwestern part of the border, and it was also the closest camp to the Yan people and barbarians.

I come from the seventh floor of the college.

Among the students of the academy, a considerable number of them are from the military department, and children such as Situ Yilan, who were born in a family of military generals, have wanted to achieve great achievements that are stronger than their ancestors since they were young.

It's just a pity that few people feel pity that when the team arrived at Tuyang City, where the commander of Lu Ze was located, they did not see the little general Yan Jun outside the general's mansion.

The elite Western Route Army of the Little Tang Dynasty, known for its iron-blooded heat, once defeated the eleven cities of the Yan Kingdom in the war ten years later, leaving extremely painful memories for the Yan people, in the eyes of the Yan people, the source of aid Lu Ze may be more lovely and terrifying than the barbarian cavalry under the grassland.

But Xiahou's identity is too ordinary.

More than ten officers were waiting for the arrival of Xiahou and his party in Dongsheng Village.

Xiahou and the dozens of elites of the Tang Army who protected me retreated and patrolled under the undulating sideline, and retreated to the side along the border defense line in the north of the Yan Kingdom.

As the name suggests, it is whether there is any real power official position under him, and he wanders around in seven places for his life.

Before nightfall, Xia Hou stroked this special green steel sword.