It is said that on the grassland of Mobei, there is not only an endless grassland, but also the Gobi, the desert, and the complex environment that constructs the mysterious color of Mobei.

During the day, in the vast white landscape, a team of soldiers and horses was marching towards the first line of sky.

"Your Excellency, our rapid march has not stopped all night, and the soldiers have not entered until now, do you want to rest for a while before setting off?" Xu Junshi said.

Xue Yue looked back at the soldiers, all of them were a little tired after a night's rapid march, and the heavy snow, the weather made the march more difficult.

"The whole army rests in place." Xue Yue said.

And in another line of days.

"The battle situation of the prison army last night has been counted, our side killed 1,354 soldiers, and more than 2,600 people died in the Western Xia." Yang said.

"Prepare a seal for me and report the battle situation truthfully." Murong Yuan said a little tiredly.

After a night of fighting, coupled with his old body, this genius who was once famous in Wei and Jin is also old.

"Subordinates obey."

After saying that, Yang joined the army and retreated.

Murong Yuan looked at the map, facing the current battle situation, but fell into contemplation, according to the current situation, the interior of Western Xia is still peaceful, and even the overall strength has surpassed before, plus the help of Nanming Liuli, the current Western Xia is not something that Great Qin can shake.

Thinking of this, I began to study ink.

A line of sky, a rare dangerous place on the Mobei grassland, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, is also the forefront of Xiqiu, and it is also the place that Xixia has always wanted to grab.

At this moment, the soldiers on duty saw a group of soldiers and horses appear in the distance, and hurriedly sounded the drum to warn.

All of a sudden, the soldiers immediately entered a state of combat readiness.

"Prepare for war." Meng Ji said.

Gradually, the tense atmosphere filled, and after a night of fighting last night, the soldiers did not rest for a moment, and picked up the spears in their hands again, ready to fight.

Although exhaustion is already written on their faces, they have to face the harsh reality.

As the distant vision gradually became clearer, on a gentle slope, Bai Xue greeted a bright red banner with the words Great Qin Dingbei Army, and this team of soldiers and horses was Xue Yue and others who marched in a hurry.

"It's reinforcements."

Leaning on the earthen wall built by the terrain, the soldier said excitedly.

"Open the gate and welcome the Inspector." Meng Ji said.

I saw the mighty team walking up neatly, the soldiers looked at the steep line of the sky, the majestic momentum shocked them, all the way to the trek, and finally showed joy on their faces, but some veterans, most of the faces are sad, because here is an endless fight, maybe tomorrow the horse leather shroud is their own, after all, no one can say that tomorrow and the accident will come first.

"My subordinates meet the Inspector."

Meng Ji knelt down and bowed.

"General Limeng, how was the situation of the first battle last night."

"Lord Yu, the situation is not optimistic, we have misestimated the internal factors of Western Xia, their strength has not decreased, but it is better than before." Meng Ji said helplessly.

"Now the arrow is on the line, I have to send it." Xue Yue sighed.

Saying that, the army entered the village.

Some of the soldiers' faces are full of expectation, and some of their faces show confusion about the future, not knowing what they will face in the future, after all, some of these soldiers are low-level people, and some are rich disciples, they have never seen this kind of scene.

War is cruel, he will not kill you just because you surrender, there is no profit to be made, who will start a war.

And this is the reality, and the price is life.

Inside Murong Yuan's house.

"Xue Yue pays a visit to Lord Prison Army."

"The Inspector is gracious."

Saying that, Murong Yuan helped Xue Yue up, and the two began to talk like old friends.

At this moment, Xue Yue noticed the ink on the table.

"My lord, this is?"

"Although last night's battle was a small victory, the old man now suspects that the interior of Western Xia is still as solid as a rock, if this is the case, with our current situation, even if we go all out, it is impossible to take the Mobei grassland." Murong Yuan said.

"So what your lord means."

"I would like to write a letter in my own hand to persuade Your Majesty to cease the war."

Murong Yuan said weakly, the moment he turned around, the back of this old man who had gone through vicissitudes was full of loneliness and helplessness, and what he had been waiting for for ten years in exile was not an opportunity, but a strong enemy that could not be defeated.

"Don't be discouraged, my Great Qin Monarch and Sage, we can still come to Mobei again in less than ten years." Xue Yue said.

"However, if the troops are withdrawn this time, Western Xia will definitely gain an inch, even if I have the idea of a truce, they will not stop if they don't gnaw a piece of meat from my Great Qin, we still have to be prepared for a long war, after all, this raid, they seem to know about it in advance."

"Your Excellency, do you mean that there are some of them in our army?"

"Possibly, after all, they have our people over there."

"Report."

The soldier said outside the door, holding a secret letter in his hand.

"Enter."

When the soldier entered, he presented the secret letter in his hand.

After Murong Yuan opened it, he was taken aback when he looked at the contents inside, Xue Yue looked at Murong Yuan's expression, and immediately thought of something, so he asked.

"My lord is so alarmed, what does the letter say?"

"The envoy of the Shangzhu Kingdom of Western Xia has visited."

"What? How is it possible, according to the covenant of Jin and Jin, it is impossible for them to visit Western Xia at this time, does Hou Jin really want to provoke the battle of Shangzhu Kingdom? ”

"It's not clear for the time being, but I'll write a book now, and ask the king to inform Wei Jin and take precautions in advance."

For a moment the air became quiet, eerily quiet.

The battle of Shangzhu country, the last time it happened was three hundred years ago, that time the six countries fought for hegemony, in the field of the wild west of the Dongming land to fight in the dark, it is also this battle, so that hundreds of millions of people are displaced, the people's souls are piled up, the land of Dongming has not seen the light for ten years, there is no harvest in the ground, the people are easy to eat, even the bark, grass roots have been eaten up, and the road is full of white bones, so that the Dafa Temple at that time can not stand it, come forward to reconcile, this is the end of the war.

Since then, the four Shangzhu states have agreed that their respective vassal states can fight, and the Shangzhu states do not participate in the struggle between the vassal states except for the annual tribute, but with the arrival of the Houjin envoy, there is a faint undercurrent surging.

"The prince of Western Xia, Wanyan Zong, greets the envoy of the Zhu Kingdom."

In the Xixia Imperial Palace, at this moment, Wanyan Sect bowed down in the hall and worshiped the person in front of him, and the civil and military officials also bowed down.

"The king of Western Xia died of illness, and the king of Nuerdo was very sad, and this time he came to mourn and canonize, and the prince can understand." Chaha said.

"My subordinates understand." Wan Yan Zong said.

The prince of Wanyanzong is in his thirties, but he has a handsome face, purple hair, long eyebrows like willows, and a body like a jade tree. The long purple hair draped over the back of the snow-white neck can be described as delicate. It is rare in the world for a man to grow like this.

At this moment, a woman in red walked into the hall.

"Weichen finishes Yan Hongli to meet the envoy."

The woman's beautiful black hair fluttered down like a waterfall, curved willow eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes that hooked the soul, a straight nose, pink cheeks slightly red, dripping cherry-like cherry lips, a flower-like melon seed face crystal like jade, tender snow muscles like ice and snow, a beautiful figure, charming and affectionate, happy and hateful, and she is the eldest princess of Western Xia.