He said: "The general treats me like a mountain, and I will definitely be crushed to pieces, and I will never give up!" Please do what the general commands! ”

Huo Quzhi continued: "I will write a letter to Zhao Xin, and you will bring this letter into Zhao Xincheng. ”

I was busy preparing ink for Huo Quai, and Huo Qubing wrote a letter on a white cloth. At first glance, the letter is very ordinary, and it is a simple greeting. But between the words, there is a lot of obscurity, and the words seem to be said thoroughly but not thoroughly.

"Last time, I said goodbye in a hurry, and after a few days, is the general in good health? Did you seriously consider what we talked about last time? "It's all code words between the words.

After Huo Quzhi finished writing, he sealed the letter wax pill, hid it in Zhao Ponu's clothes, and instructed: "After you enter Zhao Xincheng, don't find out this letter unless you have to." Once this letter is found, you will look up to the sky and sigh, saying that I have failed General Huo, that I am not sorry to die, and so on. Can you say that? ”

Zhao Ponu said: "I can say!" I already said it when I was tortured! ”

Huo Quzhi said with satisfaction: "Okay! "Arch your hand," Zhao Sima, please go on the road, I'm waiting for good news! ”

After Zhao Ponu left, I said, "The young master's trick is really powerful!" ”

Huo Quzhi said with a smile: "My entourage of soldiers all know how to make tricks and surrender, and the soldiers have taken back Baishui City without blood, of course I have to be more powerful than you." Zhao Ponu will definitely have news soon, before that, I want to knock down Qilian Mountain first! ”

It was the height of summer, and the Qilian Mountain was full of golden Harigana flowers, and the whole grassland was golden. Tens of thousands of Han soldiers galloped in this golden sea of flowers, smelling the fragrance in the wind, watching the grass rolling, singing all the way, full of pride.

Because of the golden wildflowers that bloom all over the mountains, the Tibetan epic "Gesar" calls this land "Golden Lotus Grassland". The Mongols call it "Summer Tara", which means "golden pasture".

The Qing dynasty Liang Fen's geographical masterpiece "Qinbian Chronicles" also said: "Its grass is lush outside the plug, and only in the interior." "Here, it is simply a paradise for herdsmen, cattle and sheep.

I was fascinated by the beauty, but I didn't dare to linger on it. Because ahead, it is the battlefield where Huo Quzhi is about to fight bloodily, Qilian Mountain.

Although it is the height of summer, the peaks of Qilian Mountain are still frozen for thousands of miles, covered in silver, and the snow on the mountain is as clear as makeup, long and clear, so white that it does not leave a trace of regret, which makes people fascinated.

In the ancient Xiongnu language, Hutian is Qilian. It is said to be towering, so Qilian Mountain is also called Tianshan Mountain. It is the year-round snow on its peaks, seeping into springs and flowing into rivers, that nourish this fertile grassland and allow the Huns to multiply. But as soon as Huo Qu's illness came, all this was about to change.

In the vast field, pastoral songs and aquatic plants sing together, soft and warm to the heart's heart. At a glance, the sky is like a dome shrouding the four fields, and the flowing clouds are elegant and light dancing, which is so beautiful that people daydream. The Huns were intoxicated when suddenly a murderous aura came from the rear.

Huo Qu's illness is coming, and the god of war is coming.

The Evil King of Hun and the King of Hutu were so frightened that they hurriedly turned around and organized their armies to fight, but before they could come to their senses, tens of thousands of Han troops had already poured down and dispersed like iron streams, submerging one after another vast and fertile pastures.