The Master lowered his fingers and looked at the soup pot boiling again, and the chopping board was still like a small ...... The slices of snow's flesh said stupidly: "I know everything like a storm, where can I be like a lost dog and be in fear all day long?"

The senior brother cut the delicious and slightly tough mutton, and thought with a smile, where have you been panicking in your life, teacher?

The master put the dishes and chopsticks on the cutting board, rolled up his sleeves, and easily snatched the sharp kitchen knife from his hand.

The mutton was cooked as soon as it was put into the boiling soup, and the master Meizi grabbed the food with a chopstick, and ate it dripping happily, and the soup was dripping along his beard, and he didn't think about letting the big apprentice who hurt him the most, the old scalper who was bowing his head and gnawing grass on the meadow looked up at him, and snorted twice dissatisfiedly.

Seeing the teacher's happy appearance, the senior brother shook his head with a smile, wiped his hands, and slowly walked to the declining winter tree, looking at the blue wild lake not far below the meadow, and the looming horse thieves on the other side of the lake, slowly raised his eyebrows, and asked thoughtfully: "Teacher, this lake is the little junior brother's Sobi Lake?"

Time gradually flowed, and some things that I didn't know would naturally be known in some ways, such as that it was not the prince of Longqing who finally entered the mountain behind the academy, but a little guy named Ning Que.

The master took a bowl of mutton soup and drank it slowly, his slender eyebrows seemed to flutter comfortably in the winter wind, he looked at Bihu Lake nearby and a place beyond, and said, "He grew up in Weicheng and grew up in Sobi Lake. ”

The senior brother nodded, looked back at the teacher and asked, "Teacher, why did we come to Weicheng?"

The master held the soup bowl, looked at the horse thieves who were busy making a living on the shore of Subi Lake, and said, "After all, they are their own students, although they haven't met yet, but since they are on the way, let's do a home visit." ”

The senior brother thought of the scene before leaving Chang'an Academy last spring, remembered the master's explanation at that time, remembered the big black umbrella that the young man was carrying behind him, and asked, "Teacher, you have long known that the little junior brother will become the little junior brother?"

The master put down the bowl, touched his slightly bulging abdomen and let out a satisfied sigh, shook his head and said, "There has never been such a thing as fate in the world, and if this is the case, how can we predict it?"

"Haotian can't arrange a qiē either. ”

The master looked up at the high-definition sky of the winter grassland, as if he saw the little boy in the firewood room more than ten years ago, trembling all over, and said with emotion: "Many years ago, I saw your little junior brother, at that time I just thought he was very much like an old man, but I didn't expect that he could really survive and come to my side. ”

The senior brother looked at the grassland and said slightly: "I don't know if the little junior brother can cope with entering the wasteland alone." ”

The master said: "It is not easy to be a child, the wasteland is his home, I don't think it will be too wolf, if there is really a wolf bèi, aren't you his senior brother?"

The senior brother smiled and bowed his head, and if it was a spring breeze.

The terrible sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air, like a sharp flute, instantly tore through the twilight above the camp.

Because of the distance, when the reeda flew outside the camp, it was already crooked and slow, and he fell to the ground like a drunken man, without causing any damage, but the people in the camp knew that the other party's arrow was intended to warn or show off, so the mood did not become relaxed.

The smoke and dust in the far side of the grassland gradually dispersed, revealing the true faces of more than 100 riders. Vaguely you could see the majestic barbarians on horseback, wrapped in animal skin and cotton armor, holding the reins in one hand, screaming madly, as if they had seen a large number of prey.

The Yan cavalry in the camp divided into a detachment to meet them, and when they were a few arrows away, those grassland barbarians scattered and circled around the shallow waters of the Pingchuan around the camp, refusing to approach, but they had no intention of leaving.

Ning Que was the first to discover the trail of the horse thief...... After preemptively warning him, he jumped out of the carriage, silently led the big black horse, ready to saddle at all times, just looking at this group of grassland barbarians who walked back, his brows gradually furrowed on the winter grassland, he was able to gather more than 100 elite horsemen, and he was already a large group of horse thieves, I don't know when the other party began to focus on the grain delivery team, he subconsciously glanced to the side.

The boys and girls of Mochi Garden have lived in the Great River Country in the far south for a long time, and they have only heard of the ferocious horror of the northern horse thieves in legends, and this is the first time in their lives that they have confronted these steppe horse thieves. However, including the Lynx Girl, all the disciples of the Ink Pond Garden, there was occasional nervousness between their silent eyebrows, but they did not look panicked, each holding the long handle of the thin knife in their hands, vigilantly waiting for the battle later.

At this moment, three horsemen from the north of the camp galloped out with dust, and dispersed at high speed by the last red fire twilight.

This trip to the grassland left tent royal court to deliver grain, nominally by the disciples of the Great River Country Mochi Yuan, but the Yan State cavalry, who is responsible for the security of the grain team, did not obey the orders very much, if they were separated from each other, they did not belong to each other, and they did not look good, but looking at the three horsemen who galloped out, Zhu Zhihua couldn't help but praise.

"Being able to decide to send an envoy to the royal court to report the news at the first time, General Yan's reaction speed is not slow. ”

Hearing this, Ning Que shook his head, led the big black horse to her side, and said, "These barbarians who look like horse thieves may be the cavalry of the Left Tent Royal Court.

Zhihua and the girls beside the carriage were shocked when they heard this.

Ning Que didn't explain, looked at the wandering grassland horse thieves in the desert wilderness, looked at the Yan cavalry galloping out like three feathered arrows, and said: "If you are in the southern Yan Realm, there is still a possibility of success in sending an envoy to report the news, but now that they have penetrated into the grassland, it is impossible for these three cavalry to run out." ”

When they defeated the monk of the Moon Wheel Country on the shore of Biyin Lake, coupled with the experience of living together these days, the girls of the Great River Country trusted Ning Que more and more, and subconsciously believed in his judgment, and the lynx girl jumped into the carriage in shock, looking at the three Yan Riders who were getting farther and farther away, with a worried look on their faces.

General Yan Guo's reaction speed was not unfast, but it was precisely because of his speed that Ning Que could no longer change the fate of those three Yan Qi, not to mention that he was now just an ordinary disciple of the Great River Country's Ink Pond Garden.

The sun was falling lower and lower, the light on the grassland was getting dimmer and dimmer, the twilight was getting thicker and thicker, and the three swallow riders gradually became tiny silhouettes in front of the blood-red canvas.

After a while, dozens of steppe horse thieves drove from there, and the bodies of the three messengers were dragged behind the horses by ropes, and from time to time they collided with the low-lying mounds of earth on the ground, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and the picture looked terrible.

Two groups of steppe horse thieves converged in one place, and let out a burst of arrogant laughter, the so-called clamour, but that's it.

Ning Que has seen a lot of such pictures on the grassland, and he also dragged the corpse of the leader of the horse thieves on the shore of Subi Lake for a week to demonstrate, so he was not moved. But for the girls and the people in the grain delivery team, such a tragic picture must have nightmares for them, and they could faintly hear the sound of breathing around them becoming rapid and panicked.

As for the two hundred Yan cavalry, seeing the tragic death of their comrades and the humiliation of the picture, it was an uproar, and they barely calmed down under the strong suppression of the commander and fought in the upper reaches of the grassland, no one was the opponent of these barbarians, at least before the desolate people moved south, the previous picture is proof, so it is clear that the Yan army is superior in numbers, and there are disciples of Mochi Yuan as the main combat force, everyone can only suppress their anger and fear, and set up a simple car formation with a grain convoy, and arrange a defensive offensive with the fastest speed, waiting for this group of grassland horse thieves to attack.

The atmosphere in the camp became extremely oppressive and tense, even after the dozens of horses returned to the camp, because everyone, even if they had not seen it with their own eyes, had heard of the murderous blood-devouring of the steppe horse thieves, especially the people in the grain transportation team, whose faces were as pale as the earth and trembled all over, and they could not complete even the simplest carrying work.

Unexpectedly, this group of steppe horse thieves did not take advantage of the last broad day and the great opportunity of the camp's discouragement to attack, but held the reins and stood outside the land of arrows to watch the camp crowd busy, and three of the horse thieves who looked like leaders waved their horsewhips and pointed at the front, looking extremely arrogant.

As night wore on, the camp lit a fire, and the Yan generals personally set up monitoring posts, and the soldiers nervously looked at the dark grassland periphery, facing the danger that was close at hand, thinking that once they fell asleep, they would probably never wake up again, and they were worried that they would be attacked by horse thieves at night, and almost no one could sleep peacefully.

Ning Que knew the way horse thieves behaved very well...... Whether it is a real horse thief or a horse thief disguised by the royal court cavalry, once he gets on the horse and becomes a thief, he will firmly follow the way the horse thief behaves, and it is impossible for the horse thief group to choose to attack at dusk, he set up his own little tent next to the carriage, and is ready to sleep well to meet the bloody battle tomorrow morning.

A gust of night wind blew, lifting the tent cloth and also lifting the curtain of the carriage, his pupils shrunk, because he found that the car was empty, and the girl in white, Mo Shanshan, did not know where she went.

He quietly climbed onto the top of the carriage and looked out into the dim starlight to the periphery of the camp convoy, where there was a burning fire, and on the other side of the tongue of fire a thin figure could be faintly seen.

On this winter plain, except for him, who has an extremely keen eye, probably no one can see the thin figure.

Under the reflection of the firelight and starlight, the white clothes on the thin figure became more and more thin, as if they were about to drift away by the night wind, like a ghost, I don't know what I was doing.

Ning Que looked at that place in silence, thoughtful.

Then he jumped out of the carriage and fell asleep with his clothes upside down.

At the height of the night, several terrible screams and the wild howls of the horses suddenly sounded from the southwest of the camp...... The cavalry of the Yan Kingdom, who was directly alert to the north, was startled and looked at that place in amazement.

Ning Que in the tent next to the carriage didn't know when he had woken up.

He listened attentively for a while, and looked through the gap in the curtain to see the figure of the girl cut out by the candle flame in the carriage, which gradually became brighter...... He smiled, then closed his eyes and went back to sleep peacefully.

In his dreams, he wondered when he would be able to write such a powerful fire talisman.