His Majesty the Emperor was far away in Chang'an City, and he wanted to ask for instructions, but he didn't know how long it would take to go back and forth, and the black carriage was already under the city-General Han Qing's words sounded very much like irresponsible nonsense, but the people in the room, no one showed such feelings, but they just looked a little surprised.

The Tang Dynasty military has three rune teleportation arrays on the border line, which can transmit very short pieces of information over the air, one of which is located in Helan City, which can lead directly to the imperial palace in Chang'an City.

The teleportation array can transmit very little information, and the resources consumed to activate it once are unimaginable, especially in Helan City, because the communication distance is too far, the cost has become more and more huge, according to the designer's calculations, it needs to consume the equivalent of ten years of supplies in Helan City.

According to the Tang Law Military Regulations, the teleportation array can only be activated unless it is a dangerous moment such as a large-scale invasion of the Golden Horde, or the Imperial Court of the Left Horde trying to break through from the Eastern Wilderness to threaten the Tang Dynasty.

Since a certain great sage of the academy laid down this teleportation array, for hundreds of years, this teleportation array in Helan City has only been activated twice, but today it is activated again because of a lonely carriage.

There was silence in the city tower, except for the soft sound of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi condensing on the rune array, no sound could be heard, General Han Qing and those high-ranking officers silently stared at the clean and dust-free surface of the rune array, not knowing what kind of reply they would see later, and their mood became very nervous.

I don't know how long it has been.

A pale yellow light flashed, and there was a very small note on the ground that had been cut out, and I wanted to come to the palace to reply. It also takes into account the resources required by the teleportation array, and reduces the weight as much as possible.

General Han Qing stepped forward, picked up the note, saluted with a stern face, and showed it to everyone.

The small slip of paper was not stamped, but there were three clear words written on it, and the handwriting was not sloppy. It's serious, but it's really not outstanding, and the generals can see it at a glance. It is the handwriting of His Majesty.

"Let him go. ”

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After a moment of silence in the castle tower, the adjutant general who had launched a strong attack earlier frowned and said, "There is no seal, and there is no seal of the military department. This note has no effect. ”

Han Qing glanced at this person, and said in a slightly cold voice: "According to the military regulations of Helan City, the paper passed down by the Fu Array comes from the Imperial Palace, and the book written by His Majesty is equivalent to a holy decree. ”

The lieutenant general was a little nervous, but he still insisted on his opinion, and said in a deep voice: "Ning Que is a great cultivator who knows the fate realm, and now he can deal with it under the city, let him enter the city, once he is in trouble." How many people will we have to die to suppress him? When something goes wrong in Helan City, who will bear the responsibility?"

General Han Qing coldly reprimanded: "My Tang Dynasty soldiers take obedience to military orders as their duty, and His Majesty's holy decree is the highest military order. As for responsibility, it is the responsibility of all the military and civilians of the empire!"

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The formation was activated, the huge wooden disc began to rotate, the noose rubbed and squeezed the tung oil, making a slight sound, and the two city gates, which were as heavy and narrow as cliffs, slowly opened.

The black carriage drove into Helan City. Walking along the riding path at the bottom of the narrow mountain, walking towards the east, the road is lined with steep cliffs, and dozens of strong mountain forts are built between the cliffs, and in each mountain fort, there is a small camp, in which I don't know how many heavy weapons are stored, which makes people look at it and feel afraid.

Between Helan City and the mountain cliffs, there were countless hardwood bows that had been tightened, dozens of crossbow carts kept slowly adjusting their angles, always aiming at the black carriage, and more than a dozen catapults under the command of the officers constantly tightened their machine springs to ensure that once the attack was launched, those boulders could be thrown at the same time at the first time, burying the carriage.

"If anyone dares to ignore the military order to act first, he will have his head cut off. ”

General Han Qing said with a stern expression, and ordered the deputy general to take his own soldiers to watch the most powerful crossbow machine and catapult, and then under the protection of the shield soldiers, he came to the east city wall, looking at the black carriage, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After a while, the lieutenant hurried back and whispered a few words in his ear, and his face suddenly became a little ugly, but he didn't expect that someone would really dare to do it.

"What about the others?" General Khan Qing asked in a cold voice.

The lieutenant replied in a low voice, "Vice Admiral Xiao and his own soldiers have been disarmed and locked up. ”

"Cut off his head. General Han Qing said expressionlessly.

The lieutenant's expression changed slightly, thinking that although the military order was like a mountain and it was no child's play, it was understandable that Vice Admiral Xiao wanted to kill the daughter of the Hades, and it was a close confidant of the queen's mother.

General Han Qing knew what he was thinking, and said with a frosty face: "I don't care if he is the person of the Empress Mother or the person of Her Royal Highness the Princess, any soldier who dares to question or oppose His Majesty's will is not qualified to continue to live, and he knows very well how many people will die in Helan City today if this carriage is attacked." ”

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Thousands of Tang soldiers stood on the Helan city wall, stood in the mountain cliff fortifications, and stood behind the arrows of the barracks between the slopes, looking at the black carriage below with a silent and complicated expression, as if they were bidding farewell in the middle of the road.

The lieutenant returned to General Khan Qing's side again, the saber on his waist faintly smelled of blood, and he followed the general's gaze to the black carriage, and his mood became very complicated.

"From an ordinary soldier in Weicheng to such a status now, how many people have I had since the founding of the Tang Dynasty? Over the years, who in the Northern Army has not been proud of him? Who in the Northern Camp has not regarded him as a goal and idol to strive for?"

General Han Qing looked at the black carriage with emotion.

The deputy general sighed and said: "It's a pity that the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass after all." Ning Que can have today, and he can't do without the cultivation of His Majesty and the Academy, but as a result, this son disregards the safety of the Tang Dynasty and the world, and insists on going his own way, which is really ruthless and unjust, and the bastard is to the extreme. ”

At this moment, a gust of wind arose in Helan Mountain, blowing the window of the black carriage whirring, and the curtain flew up, revealing the face of a young girl, whose face was slightly pale, and her appearance was ordinary, and her short hair was very messy by the wind, looking like a ball of weeds.

General Han Qing looked at that place and said, "Where is this red face, how can you talk about beauty?"

The adjutant general also saw the girl's face, was a little surprised, and said after a moment of silence: "In this way, Ning Que is actually a person who values love and righteousness, although he is the wrong person, he is also worthy of admiration." ”

General Han Qing said: "It is naturally extraordinary to be able to make His Majesty look at it differently. ”

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As soon as he left the defensive range of Helan City, Ning Que let the big black horse speed up, broke through the snow and ice all the way, stepped through the cold land, and ran wildly to the east along the narrow Helan Mountain.

The snowy peaks at the top of the canyon are not moving fast in the field of vision, and the nearby cliffs have turned into gray lines that sweep back quickly, and you can imagine how amazing the speed of the black carriage is now.

Sang Sang was a little surprised, he didn't understand why he suddenly had to speed up, Ning Que saw her expression, but he didn't answer, he drove the carriage silently and intently, pushing the speed to the extreme.

Ning Que is in need of speed now.

Starting from Sobi Lake, the black carriage entered the traditional sphere of influence of the Tang Dynasty, and the cultivators of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism were strong enough to track and hunt them like they had in the previous days because of various fears.

But no one will give up, I don't know how many forces have been watching them, guessing the route of the black carriage, the large dark clouds in the sky and the dozen or so black crows are reporting their whereabouts to the world at any time, and when the black carriage comes to Helan City, maybe many people have already guessed their whereabouts.

Out of Helan Mountain, you will enter the Eastern Wilderness, leaving the Tang Dynasty's sphere of influence, there are countless forces on that wasteland, the Left Tent Royal Court, the Xiling Temple Alliance, the Desolate Tribe, and the strong gathered.

Ning Que didn't know who would be waiting for him in the wasteland after passing through this mountain range. In this case, no matter how fast the black carriage goes, it doesn't seem to make any sense, so why did he choose it this way?

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Dark clouds fall on the silver mask, making it even more gray.

Long Qing watched the heavy dark clouds in the sky coming from the west, and the corners of his mouth exposed outside the mask slowly raised, and said, "Of course, I should write the ending of your story." ”

Then he lowered his head and continued to write, the soft tip of his pen kept moving on the letterhead, and drew a drawing, which seemed to be a schematic diagram of the attack and defense of the gates of a large city, and then simply wrote a few lines.

Sealed the letter with lacquer and handed it to a former cavalry commander of the Xiling Temple, he said calmly: "After arriving in Chengjing, hand over this letter to him with your own hands, and then tell him that if the opportunity arises, we must seize it." ”

The depraved lord was commanded, turned on his horse and galloped south.

As a close confidant of Prince Longqing, he only learned about this secret in recent days, thinking about the discussions in the world back then, he couldn't help but feel a little cold, and his awe of Prince Longqing increased.

Prince Longqing looked at the ride that was far away, and was silent for a long time, and found that he already had a strange feeling about his homeland, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Your own journey is the realm of light and darkness, and it is not in the red dust.

He walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, looking at the exit of the mountain about ten zhang wide, and his expression gradually calmed down.

Behind him, there were more than ten powerhouses of the peak realm of Dongxuan, as well as two old men who were dressed ordinarily and looked like ordinary people, and in the wasteland not far away, there were three thousand cavalry of the Left Tent Royal Court.

With so many people mobilized to write the end of the story for the black carriage, Prince Longqing felt that he had expressed enough respect for the two people in the carriage.

The dark clouds in the sky had already crossed the towering snow-capped peaks and penetrated deep into the middle of the wasteland.

The sound of hooves was hurried, and the black carriage under the clouds finally drove out of Helan Mountain, came to the wasteland, came to Longqing's eyes, and then slowly stopped.

Long Qing sat on the horse, looked at the black carriage under the hillside, reached out and took off the silver mask on his face, showing his burned cheeks, and smiled slightly, looking particularly hideous.

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