Snowy night, Imperial City Gate.

The snow is still falling. The white snowflakes are sprinkled down one after another, the sky and the earth are all white, as if laying a layer of clean and smooth snow blanket, the tall and majestic Shangjing City, suddenly covered with thin white snow, under the reflection of the moonlight, it looks beautiful.

In the wind and snow, dressed in a feather forest costume, wearing a seven-star Huiyue sword, feet on a round head and high boots, wearing two red black bird feathers and a big crown of Wu Ben, the imperial camp commander Hao Tingyu, stood quietly under the tall imperial city gate, his eyes were solemn, gently pressed the hilt of the sword, and his eyes looked ahead, as if waiting for the arrival of some important person.

"Shhhh

Suddenly, an angry horse neighed loudly inside and outside the imperial city, breaking through the vast snowy night.

With the neighing of the long horse, dressed in white, riding the majestic horse, it gradually came into the eyes of the royal forest army at the head of the city; This white is not as bright as the stars, the sun and the moon, but a kind of cold wind that condenses the frost and the snow, as if it is mashed and dyed by the moonlight, and the white is slightly covered with a little snow.

The young man on the horse, dressed in white armor, has a graceful demeanor and a variety of jade trees.

As the sound of horses' hooves got closer and closer, the handsome face of the young man in white gradually became clear; I saw that his eyebrows were clear, like the sun and the moon in the sky, and his posture was handsome, like a Zhilan jade tree. At this moment, although he is just sitting on horseback calmly, he is very similar to the bright moon rising from the Tianshan Mountains and the spring breeze passing through the desert.

At this time, Xiao Changling, the king of Qin, dressed in white clothes and white armor, took several heavily armed Jingbei cavalry, threw off the reins and rode his horse, rode to the dust, and rushed to three arrows away from the imperial city gate.

Hao Tingyu stepped forward and held the reins for His Royal Highness the King of Qin, Xiao Changling turned over and dismounted, the cold wind, sharp as a knife, cut the shining armor of the King of Jingbei, and blew the robe hunting and rolling.

Xu entered the palace in the snow late at night, and when Xiao Changling dismounted, the hair of the King of Qin was stained with countless residual snow water, and because he had ridden the horse for too long, his legs were also a little numb, and he couldn't help but stumble, but fortunately he was supported by Hao Tingyu in time.

"His Royal Highness King Qin, you can come."

"Where's my father?" Xiao Changling asked in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty is in the Imperial Study."

"Well, Lone knows." Xiao Changling just nodded slightly, and his voice was extremely cold.

The next moment, Xiao Changling's eyes were gloomy, and he looked up at the magnificent capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty in front of him, with a cold murderous aura passing between his eyebrows; When he was young, he retracted his sharp gaze and slowly clenched the "Chengying" on his waist, the face with distinct facial features, facing the raging wind and snow, more and more prominent arc of resolute outline.

Gradually, the snow drifted more and more in the middle of the night, Xiao Changling shook off Hao Tingyu's support, stepped on the Feiyun combat boots on the soles of his feet, and strode into the imperial gate of the black hole; The frost and snow flying in the sky finally covered the noble and majestic back of the commander of Jingbei......

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Snow! I don't know when it got bigger, and the goose-featherlike snowflakes fell in the depths of the palace, and after a while, they were covered with a layer of white ......

The continuous snowfall, only in an instant, carved this nine-fold palace into a natural silver palace Qiongge.

Xiao Xiao's cold wind blew the glorious imperial study and dimmed, and the wind chimes at the corners of the eaves swayed with the wind, making a pleasant sound; This sound, mixed with the roaring north wind, came from the horizon, like a trumpet at the border gate, constantly urging the army to march.

Nowadays, in the imperial study, the lights are bright, as if it were day; The flickering shadow of the lamp, against the faint moonlight looming outside the window, reflected two tall figures, standing quietly in the middle of the intersection of the lamp and the moonlight, silent and silent:

Xiao Longxian, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, had a solemn face, his hands were behind his back, his body was wrapped in a thick fox fur, and he had an iron-blue face, staring coldly at a wide map hanging on the wall, and the whole person was speechless; The terrifying gaze of the Son of Heaven slowly moved along with the dense red lines on the map, and the dragon's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.

At the same time, beside the Great Zhou Tianzi, there stood a heroic and long-standing young general with two sword eyebrows obliquely embedded in his forehead.

After a while, the young man in white slowly raised his head, it was an extremely arrogant head, and it was a handsome young face, and his eyebrows swept away with Meng Lang. Only the pride and happiness of the young man in fresh clothes and angry horses. His eyes are deep, his eyes are calm, there is no joy or sorrow, some are unpredictable, and his upright posture, coupled with a white coat and cold armor, shows this person's noble identity even more.

The bright light poured on the bluestone paved ground of the imperial study, creating a large dazzling halo of light, which made people dizzy. Under the shroud of brilliant lights, Xiao Changling was dressed in a military uniform, wearing an ancient sword of "Chengying" around his waist, and between his shoulders and the back of his neck, he was holding a white wolf shoulder made of velvet cotton, standing straight and straight beside his father, motionless, like a towering mountain.

At this moment, in the huge imperial study, in addition to the emperor's father and son, there are also a few palace attendants, standing on the side of the dragon case to serve; Some young and budding little palace ladies quietly raised their eyes and stared at His Royal Highness the famous King Qin, and couldn't help but feel their hearts fluttering:

In their eyes, although His Royal Highness the King of Qin is a young hero who conquers the world, he rarely sees his heroic appearance in armor, and now, the King of Qin in military uniform stands there Ling Ran, standing beside His Majesty, the awe-inspiring masculinity of the man, as if they see the generation of heroes who dominate the battlefield on the battlefield, resourceful as a fox, arrogant as a wolf, and blood-devouring as a tiger.

Under the shadow of the lamp, Xiao Changling's Adam's apple is abrupt, his jaw is slightly taut, and then up, a well-defined side face, like a gilded glow; And his deep gaze, sharp as a sword, slowly swept along the red lines in front of him, floating from the clouds to Shangdang, and from Shangdang to Jicheng, this is the focus of Rouran Iron Cavalry's attack, and it is also the focus of Xiao Changling and his 200,000 Jingbei soldiers.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night for the father and son.

"The Rouran people are coming fast enough."

His Majesty the Emperor's voice floated in the empty sky of the imperial study.

The air pressure in the imperial study was very cold, Xiao Changling was still unmoved, and the expression on his face still maintained a light and light comfort, relaxed; His innate cold moon lips showed a subtle smile.

"Father, Rouran's counterattack this time is different from the past, presumably ......, it must be to wash away the shame of Dragon City."

Emperor Xuan turned his back, a strange smile on his face, and reached out two fingers to gently brush the scarlet lines between the clouds and the two cities of Shangdang.

"Hmph, you don't know how to lift! I haven't held them accountable for their previous crimes in Yanjing, but they have sent them to the door on their own! Well, this is their own begging, so it's no wonder that I am not surprised. ”

"Father, ......, have you decided to fight this battle?" Xiao Changling raised his eyes and tentatively looked at his father, who was close at hand.

At this moment, the emperor's voice sank slightly, and he gently closed his eyes, meditated, and let the light of the imperial study shine on his middle-aged cheeks, which were gradually wrinkled.

"In my life, even if I am on the verge of death, I have never retreated half a step, and I want to force me to submit to only 300,000 brute riders, which is ridiculous! How could you little guys know how the world was changing back then......

Xiao Long slowly opened his eyes first, this is a strong self-confidence from a generation of male masters.

At that time, at this moment of silence, suddenly there was a strong male voice like a collision of gold and jade, which suddenly sounded out of thin air and entered the ears of the Son of Heaven, cold and cold, as if the golden bell sounded in the sky.

"In this case, father, son-in-law, please Ying, as long as the father and emperor give an order now, ,......, son-in-law is willing to lead 200,000 soldiers of the Jingbei Army to the north, counterattack the north, and fight to the death with the Rouran barbarians. If you don't win, son, kill yourself to thank the three armies! ”

Da Zhou Tianzi looked fixedly, and when he saw the tall and upright white clothes, his face, which was originally full of slaughter, showed a slight look of relief; Xiao Changling in the eyes of the Son of Heaven, dressed in white-clothed battle armor, with a very high nose bridge, showing the unique charm of a man, the depths of the eyes that are extraordinarily cold, flashing with an unprecedented self-confident light, this light, gathering the cold air in Xiao Changling's eyes like winter clouds, fixed on the thousand-mile-long northern frontier front, turned into the iron hooves of tens of thousands of war horses.

Seeing this proud expression, high-spirited posture, His Majesty the Emperor smiled with satisfaction, at this moment, as a generation of emperors, he seemed to see the heroic pride of 200,000 Jingbei men galloping on the grassland of Saibei, this is the Jingbei Xiongshi of my Great Zhou; This is the invincible commander of the three armies of my Great Zhou.

"That's what I want."

With that, the emperor gently patted Xiao Changling's shoulder covering Yan Hui Rongjia.

"Come on! Erlang, tell me, what are you going to do in this battle? ”

"Yes."

Suddenly, a shocking lightning slashed down, splitting the flickering lights and shadows of the imperial study, reflecting the vast snowy night outside; I only heard a clear groan of "swish", Xiao Changling shook his wrist and pressed the sword to stand upright, and the ancient shadow was pulled out of the scabbard by the king of Jingbei.

For a time, the blade of the sword was like frost.

Xiao Changling's handsome figure, as tall as a huge stone, stands on the top of the snow-capped mountain, making people daunting; He stood with his sword in his hand, his long sword reaching the map, and the sword pointed along the red line connecting Yunzhong, Shangdang, and Jicheng, outlining three graceful sword arcs.

At this time, the cold and silent imperial study room echoed everywhere with Xiao Changling's calm and agitated voice.

"Father, the son has found out, this time, the Rouran soldiers went south in three ways, pouring 300,000 people, and invaded the Great Zhou. First, the king of the Northern Courtyard took off the East Road, sent troops from Mobei, plundered Huguan and Taihang, and approached the clouds; Second, Sali drank for the north road, led 100,000 Shatuo against Hu, and committed the three passes of my party; Third, Murong Tianbao led the Qingyang Iron Cavalry to attack Jicheng for the west road, the purpose of which was to prevent our Zhou army from rushing to the fortresses of Yunzhong and Shangdang. ”

"Then ......, what are your best strategies to break the enemy?!" Da Zhou Tianzi stared at the map and spoke lightly.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Changling smiled, a cold smile appeared under his lips, and the sword pointed at the clouds.

"Father, the art of war is cloudy, and it is better to cut off one of its fingers than to hurt its ten fingers. This time, the three-way army of Rouran went south, Sali drank in the north, and Murong Tianbao was in the west, and the two were far apart and beyond the reach of the whip, so there was no need to worry. And the 100,000 leather room army led by the East Road Detachment is the main force of Rouran's southern invasion, and its iron cavalry is in formation, the generals are like clouds, and the arrogance is also the most arrogant. Since we want to fight, we might as well put aside the other two roads first, mobilize the main force, give full play to the power of our Jingbei Iron Cavalry field battle, eat the 100,000 leather room troops, disrupt their attempt to attack in three ways, and give the Rouran people a little color. Therefore, my father and son-in-law think like this, I want to lead 100,000 elites out of the customs, run for a long distance, refuse to drink in the north, defeat Murong in the west, and then quickly return to the division, confront the eastern front with the detachment department, and wait for the opportunity to break it. ”

"One hundred thousand?! You only took 100,000 horses out of the customs, but what about the other 100,000? "Emperor Xuan is in charge.

But he saw that Xiao Changling raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and the long sword pointed to the Jizhou Plain.

"Father, please see, the Rouran people and sabers pointed out, all concentrated in Youhe Erzhou, but did not set foot in Jizhou, that is because, the previous battle of Songting Pass, they were scared, they did not dare to act rashly, because of this, Erchen plans to arrange the remaining 100,000 Jingbei troops in the first line of Jizhou, Gong Wei Yanjing, as a successor. Once our army succeeded on the eastern front, the 100,000 troops in Jizhou immediately marched north, divided into left and right wings, outflanked them, galloped to the aid of Shangdang and Jicheng, and relied on the thunderous offensive to sweep away the 200,000 enemy soldiers on the remaining two roads. ”

How bold and amazing this is! With only 100,000 iron cavalry, he dared to go out of the pass, intercepting and killing the 100,000 leather room army known as the main force from the front, and relying on only 100,000 iron armor, outflanking the enemy's rear and encircling and annihilating the entire 200,000 horses and horses. Looking at today, except for the mighty King of Jingbei, there is no second such genius commander.

Emperor Xuan pondered for a long time.

"Did you take me?! Rou Ran dispatched at least 300,000 iron horsemen this time, but you only brought 100,000 horses, which is too ......."

Xiao Changling laughed arrogantly.

"Father, you are a person who leads soldiers, and naturally understands the truth that 'soldiers are fine, not many'. At the beginning, Erchen only used 18,000 fine horsemen to go deep into Monan, conquer Dragon City, and force Hu Si Luduo to be defeated; Now, I have an army of 200,000 soldiers, and my soldiers are strong, so what is there to fear! What's more, Rouran came from afar, the guest army fought, the food and grass must not be supported, and we are stationed in the mainland, to wait for work, fighting such a battle, we are good at it, we only need to divide the troops to defend the camp, attract them here, and then the main force detour, wave the army to conquer, we will be able to win a battle. ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Changling took a deep breath, put down the long sword in his hand, and held Chengying with one hand, his eyes were cold and resolute.

"This is the first battle of my Jingbei army, and my sons asked themselves, as long as they are properly deployed and fight for their lives, they will be able to drive the Rouran barbarians back to the grassland to herd sheep." Xiao Changling paused, "It's just ......"

Seeing that Xiao Changling wanted to speak and stopped, His Majesty the Emperor looked displeased, and with a pair of dragon eyes, he stared straight at Xiao Changling's handsome face.

"Erlang, as long as you can defeat the enemy, I will fully support you, if you have any requirements, you can tell me, I will meet you."

"Then ......, Erchen will be bold and straightforward."

After receiving the promise of his father, Xiao Changling put his sword into the sheath and took a step forward with his head held high.

"Father, this battle is related to the fortunes of the country, and there is no room for half a point difference. As long as you can give me absolute authorization, Erchen guarantees that I will be able to win a beautiful battle in a short period of time. ”

In fact, since Xiao Changling entered the palace, Emperor Taizong Xiao Longxian, who was the son of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was like a stone from beginning to end, with a cold face, staring at the city and the country on the map expressionlessly, until he heard Xiao Changling's words, His Majesty the Emperor nodded slightly.

Immediately, the Son of Heaven turned around, walked to the dragon case, and slowly opened the royal box on the case; The lid of the box is opened, and inside is a gold talisman, heavy and pressing, the top is strong and powerful, the pen is smooth, and it is engraved with the emperor's imperial pen handwriting,—— "jade seal gold talisman".

"Erlang, the enemy has invaded the que, the shape is forbidden, and you will lead the troops to the rescue, I am most relieved. The battle situation in the north is unknown, I give you the jade seal and gold rune, with it, no one can restrain you, you can mobilize the world's soldiers and horses. Emperor Xuan held the golden talisman in his hand and slowly handed it to Xiao Changling.

In an instant, Xiao Changling raised his head proudly, and the corners of his mouth trembled violently; His expression was solemn, his eyes were cold and deep, as if he could always see the depths of Emperor Laozi's eyes, but his face was still calm.

Xiao Changling took the golden talisman with both hands, and heard a "poof" sound, and the white-clothed King Qin, dressed in battle armor, knelt down on one knee.

Boom!

His Royal Highness King Qin's forehead slammed heavily on the smooth bluestone ground, and it sounded loudly in everyone's heart.

"With my father's backing for Jingbei, this battle will be won! The child will not be dishonored! ”

Emperor Xuan helped his son.

"Kid, what more could you ask for?"

Staring at the majestic gaze of his father, Xiao Changling looked straight ahead, and in his black and white clear eyes, there was a fierce light that he was determined to win, and he groaned slightly, and then spoke loudly, saying.

"Father, the Rouran army is heading south, the butcher's knife is heading, the lives are ruined, and the grain road behind it is bound to be poor. Erchen wanted to ask his father to issue an order to transfer the 80,000 Xianbei cavalry stationed in Beixiurong to the west towards Liucheng, attack and disturb the grain road, and use Xianbei soldiers and horses to respond to the frontal battle of our Jingbei army, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort. ”

When he first heard this, Emperor Xuan was stunned at first, then laughed heartily, pointed at Xiao Changling and scolded with a smile.

"Haha...... you stinky boy, you are good enough to calculate that you even remember your grandfather's little soldiers and horses."

In the face of his father's careless smile, Xiao Changling's face did not change, but he smiled indifferently, his eyes were still as cold as a snow-capped mountain, revealing an indifference that could not be concealed.

"Father Emperor Junjian, Xianbei and Rouran are feuds, if the Xianbei soldiers are used to contain Rouran, it can make it difficult to take care of the beginning and the end, and the two are not corresponding, and the enemy will inevitably be in danger. As the head of the Dugu family and the prince of Xianbei, it is better for his grandfather to transfer troops to his old man than to reach out to others. ”

When the emperor heard this, he gradually lost his smile and closed his eyes again, but soon opened them again, and two fierce eyes were coldly wedged on Xiao Changling's fair and flawless face.

"If you want military power, I can give it to you; If you want an army, I can give it to you. It's just ......, I have only one request for you, victory! ”

"Yes, Father."

At this time, the spacious imperial study room was quiet with no one else.

Xiao Changling's eyes were always as cold as frost, as if there was a deep and bottomless lake, flickering with sparkling waves; Suddenly, a sharp gaze, like a thousand feet of morning glow, shot out under Xiao Changling's eyes, and like thousands of sharp swords out of their sheaths, stirring up the sea of clouds, splitting the fog of the night, and sending light to the world.

Perhaps, at this time, His Royal Highness the King of Qin, who commanded 200,000 Jingbei iron cavalry, swept the world, and slaughtered the heroes, I hope that all beings in the world can see this decisive blade, cut through the fog and fog of the wind and rain, and even ...... Cut off your own heart.

Jin Ge Iron Horse, Heng Ge Horse, nearly several years of border wind and snow, his hot blood, cold long sword, just for the map of the world, rushing and churning, just like the symbol of the Jingbei boy's outstanding achievements of the "Xiao" word Wang Banner, only when the wind is over, hunting and hunting, sweeping the eight wilderness, sweeping away the stale turbidity......

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Northland, Mustang River.

Here, according to the division of the terrain, it still belongs to Rouran, and belongs to the sphere of influence of the western grassland of Rouran, three hundred miles to the west, you can go directly to the royal court of Rouran, seven hundred miles to the south, you can reach the clouds, go deep into the north of the Great Zhou, it is a strategic fortress between the Northern Zhou and Rouran.

It's winter, and the vast Mustang River is already a land of ice and snow. This year's winter was extremely cold, the cold wind howled, the snow overwhelmed many felt tents and thatched huts, and people continued to drag out frozen cows, horses, sheep, donkeys, including a small number of human corpses, and bury them on the spot.

The sky was full of stars, and the half of the bright moon in the night sky seemed to have lost its brilliance, dimmed to the apex, and the bright moon turned into a waning moon. The Yema River shrouded in night is silent, except for the sound of horses chewing forage, the sound of the iron hooves of the Rouran army can be heard everywhere, which comes gently, and the western grassland is more dangerous.

Wild Horse River, the dome is all over the field, there are herds of cattle and sheep, there are bursts of horses neighing in the distance, and there are more hovering Haidongqing in the air, which sets off the ferocity of the soft iron horse.

This place is the jurisdiction of the king of the North Courtyard, and it is also the camp of 100,000 leather room troops.

In the gray night sky, the snow is still falling and falling......

At present, in the king's tent, the charcoal fire is burning vigorously. Dressed in a heavy wolf's fur and a high-topped wolf's felt hat, the king of the North Courtyard took off and sat on a tiger skin chair, with mare's milk wine and roast lamb leg in front of him, but he had no intention of enjoying it, but he just wiped the saber that had followed him for many years over and over again.

Beside Tokhtar stood a young prairie man; I saw that he was tall, with thick eyebrows and eagle eyes, a mink fur and a scimitar, braided hair, heavy ring lopping ears, and an open placket, showing a bronzed exotic skin, but far less than his peculiar eyes, radiant, when looking at it from the front, it looks like mare's milk wine mellow and strong, and when looking sideways, it seems to be flashing with faintly visible netherworld purple, and the not very delicate facial features remind people of the thousands of miles of grassland under the golden sun.

"Kuokuo, how are the tribes preparing?" Tooff asked the man next to him while wiping the knife.

This grassland man who was called "Kuokuo" by the king of the North Courtyard was none other than the only son of the king of the North Courtyard, who had a knife at the age of eleven, and killed a white wolf, thus shocking the grassland, and was crowned as the "future famous general of the grassland" by the Rouran Khan, known as the reputation of "Rouran Blade", at the age of fifteen, he was already in charge of the prince and witch of the 30,000 rangers of the leather room army - Kuokuo.

"Back to my father, all the tribes have all the soldiers and horses, just waiting for my father's order." Amplified sound.

"Good!"

Taking off his hands and knives, two eyes as sharp as eagles and falcons, glanced at the wind and snow outside the tent, like a whirlwind, rolling up the messy fallen leaves, laughing wildly, the laughter was a little crazy.

"Pass on the king's order, kill cattle and sheep tonight, let the sons and daughters eat and drink well, and tomorrow, send troops south-"

When the words "send troops south" were mentioned, the face of the detachment revealed a hideous face that only wild wolves can have when they pounce on food.

"Father......" looked at his father and opened his mouth slightly, but he stopped talking.

"Do you have something to say?!" Tokhtar glanced at his son and asked unhappily.

Kokuro finally raised his eyebrows, held the scimitar at his waist, and looked directly at his father's rugged face.

"Father, does the Great Khan really want to fight this battle?"

But he took a sip of mare's milk wine and looked majestically at his only son who was famous in the grassland.

"Don't you think we shouldn't have this fight?"

"Yes, Father." Enlarge the silhouette and hold the fist to the chest. "The current Great Zhou is not the weak Northern Chongqing, nor the Chu State in the south, this is a newly awakened grassland lion, their national strength is far above our Rouran, and we can't bargain with such a big country; What's more, Xiao Changling is by no means an ordinary person, let me say a word about the ambition of others, even if all the famous generals on the grassland are gathered together, they can't beat a Xiao Changling. ”

Immediately, he paused slightly, and continued to raise his voice to speak, K talked eloquently.

"Also, father, the royal court is behind us, and there are a few powerful people in the royal court who can really take my soft life and death to heart like my father. If one day, Xiao Changling's army invades the grassland, I think half of those powerful people will surrender to the Zhou army and seek other wealth. My son is only worried about one thing now, father, you are on the front line, in case there is a slip-up ......."

Listening to the sincere words of the expanded words, I was quite moved.

"Kuokuo, you're right, but it's because of this that this king wants to fight even more!"

"Father!" The enlarged profile is dignified.

At this time, the king of Tokhtar stood up, wrapped in a wolf's skin, walked to the tent alone, looked at the flying snow outside the curtain, and said heavily.

"Behind Xiao Changling, there are countless city walls, strong men and land, and behind this king, there is only this grassland. Without the grassland, where else can we go?! So this battle, we must fight, and we must win! Only in this way can the courage of the people be aroused to continue fighting; Only in this way can the cattle be mated with peace of mind, the men can graze freely on the grasslands, the women will roll felt, milk cows, give birth, and the mare will give birth to foals...... The field battle outside the Saiwai is the only chance for me to defeat Xiao Changling, if he is allowed to enter the grassland, then ......, who else will be the opponent of His Royal Highness the King of Qin! ”

"My son understands, for the sake of the grassland, for the sake of Rouran, we must fight this battle."

On the night of the wind and snow, he took off his father and son, stood side by side in the king's tent, staring at the Saibei grassland far away in the sky, and was silent.

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The snow was still falling, the Mustang River was endless, and the silent valley was covered with a shocking layer of snow; Perhaps, one day in the near future, this vast snowy field may be completely rendered into a long sea of Shura blood.

This is the last snow before dawn.