I hope at that time, she won't blame him for being abrupt.

As if it were fate, or possession in the dark, tonight, they are the 800 people of many years ago. Eight hundred men never really died. Everyone was ready, and he stood behind the city gate, and he would go out of the city again when he gave the order.

Dong Gongfu lined up with all the remaining soldiers and stood solemnly on both sides of the road. The mounts tread through the mud and snow of the road, and the soldiers knelt silently in succession, saluting him and the men behind the gates.

"Open the door!"

Pei Xiaoyuan snorted.

The rods of fire were lit in large swaths, and the gates of the city gradually opened. Suddenly, Gu Twelve rushed out of the queue beside the road and asked to join again.

He failed to win the lot and knelt in front of his horse to block the way. The soldiers pulled the city gates.

"Where is the difference between killing enemies?" He said lightly.

"There are people waiting in Chang'an. If you're lucky, you can go back and see her in the future, wouldn't you? ”

Pei Xiaoyuan looked at the dark night snow in front of him that slowly came into view as the city gate opened, drew out his waist knife, and immediately drove his horse past Gu Twelve's side and walked out of the city.

The palace leak of the third watch sounded between the quiet palace towers.

Su Yu opened his eyes from a frightening dream full of firelight and the sound of fighting, cold sweat was dripping, his back was soaked, and his heart was beating like the blood vessels under his skin were about to burst. Ignoring the cold of the floor tiles, she lifted the curtain and pushed open the window in front of the west window where she had been rushed barefoot to the dormitory.

The winter night wind from the northwest crossed the palace wall and brought here, like a fierce beast that had been lurking outside her window for a long time, slammed into the window, blowing her long hair and the curtains behind her to fly wildly.

In the night breeze that someone in a distant land had breathed in, she seemed to smell the burning blood of the fire, and felt the oppressive and passionate heartbeat. All kinds of things were overwhelming, and her whole person was instantly submerged.

Countless rockets flew from the direction of Da Che City, and the light flame path streaked across the night sky, illuminating the nearby snowy peaks flickering and shining jade. The people of the West woke up from their slumber and saw a fast horse galloping straight towards the gate of the camp like a meteor under the rocket array of the dome. The sword cold and the light of the fire complement each other, illuminating the rider brightly. He was dressed in brocade armor, his young face was as resolute as stone, his fingers were not stained with blood, and his eyes were killed.

The son of the fallen god of war, tonight he turned into the god of war and returned again. He will be invincible and unbeatable.

Without any movement and flashing, it is a fight from the beginning. Pei Xiaoyuan slashed down a Xifan goalkeeper who raised a gun to block him head-on, accompanied by a hot blood flower, without a half-minute pause, and then cut open the camp gate and rushed straight in.

Behind him, a group of horsemen followed closely like an angry tide, and the hooves of the horses moved, completely shattering this quiet snowy and cold night in an instant.

Everything was going according to the steps he envisioned. The camp in Xifan, which was caught off guard, was in a mess. They couldn't see how many men and horses came out of the city to attack the camp, and they didn't know what the purpose of Pei Xiaoyuan, who was the supreme commander, did not hesitate to risk his life, until they saw him lead the cavalry to break through most of the barracks and kill straight out, Fang reacted, thinking that he was going to abandon the city and those remaining defenders, and wanted to raid and get out of the trap first.

In the array of arrows shot from behind like a raging rain, Pei Xiaoyuan rushed out of the barracks that Xifan entered, and continued to gallop on the predetermined road, he and the remaining subordinates who had not yet been scattered and had always followed closely entered the canyon, and finally, came to the narrowest place.

He abandoned his horse, climbed a nearby rock, and looked down.

Behind him, countless torches, like ants in array, were chasing after him from the direction of the Great Castle.

He Jin and a dozen or so soldiers each holding tribulus terrestris mines had gathered nearby, divided into two teams, selected positions, and waited under the two snow peaks on the left and right, ready to start at any time.

"Lang Jun, is it okay?" He Jin looked at the Xifan people who were getting closer and closer behind him, Rao is he had already experienced a hundred battles, and at this time, he was also slightly upset, and he was a little uncontrollable.

Pei Xiaoyuan's eyes reflected the snow light, and his mind was like electricity. He could already faintly see the faces of the group of people who were chasing after him.

"Wait." His face was watery, and he said in a deep voice.

There is still a distance of dozens of zhang.

It's still early, you can wait until it gets closer, so that more people will pour into the heart of this area where the miracle of God's Wrath is about to happen, and it will be easier for the rest of the people in Dache City to get out of trouble.

Suddenly, his gaze was fixed on a figure hiding behind the soldier, and when he was sure that he was not mistaken, he immediately became furious, jumped down from the rock, and strode away.

"Lang Jun spares his life! Lang Jun spares his life! ”

Before he could speak, the man crawled out from behind and begged for mercy.

"What did I tell you before I left? Are you looking for death? ”

Pei Xiaoyuan raised the bow handle in his hand, and was about to smash it into his head, scolding sharply.

This is the first time Qingtou has seen such a terrible owner.

Lang Jun has always been a temperless person. In the past, no matter what he did wrong or what kind of big basket he poked, he would frown and scold twice at most, or he would sulk and drive him away, and that's it.

He hurriedly hugged his head: "Yes...... It was brought here by the Golden Crow, and I can't control it. ”

"Where's the horse?" Pei Xiaoyuan endured his anger and looked around.

"No...... I don't know, I let it go—"

He Jin raised his foot angrily and kicked hard at Qingtou's buttocks.

"Rammer! Get out! Get out now! The farther you roll, the better! ”

Qingtou was kicked and rolled on the ground, but then he suddenly got up from the ground and shouted, "I'll be honest! I came on my own! Lang Jun, if you are gone, what face will I have to go back to see the county guard and the princess? When I first arrived in Chang'an, one day on the street, I was pulled by a fateful person, saying that he was a half-immortal, seeing that I was blessed in my life, and he had to show me the face, saying that I would be able to live to ninety-nine! I...... I'm coming! I'll live to be ninety-nine! With me here, Lang Jun, you will definitely be able to turn evil into good luck tonight, and you won't be able to die! ”

There was silence all around.

He Jin was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Pei Xiaoyuan.

"Get out of the way!" He replied, this time in a slightly softer voice than it had been a moment earlier.

"Hey!"

Qingtou hurriedly covered his remaining half of his buttocks, limped, and shrank into the corner.

People have come here, and there is not much difference between fleeing and not fleeing.

Another burst of arrows snapped in, and there was a lot of noise.

The people of Xibo are nearly ten zhang.

Pei Xiaoyuan was no longer distracted, stared at the chasing soldiers on the opposite side, and after a while, said, "Ready." ”

He Jin motioned for the soldiers to prepare.

The dozen or so men had been trained before they went out of the city, and when they heard the command, they immediately lit their fire rods.

All understand what will happen once ignited.

No one hesitated.

With an almost calm sadness, no one spoke, and all eyes were on that figure, waiting for his last command.

Qingtou's face turned pale, squatting on the ground and hugging his head tightly, his eyes closed, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

At the same time, a person dressed as a general in the West who was originally chasing at the front on the opposite side seemed to notice something unusual, hesitated, no longer continued to chase like the rest of the people, and quickly climbed up to a nearby high ground to take a closer look. When he saw the black round object carefully held in the hand of a soldier, after a short period of confusion, in an instant, he seemed to realize something, his eyes widened, and he looked at the figure opposite, with a look of disbelief and horror on his face.

He turned his head sharply and shouted in Western Tibetan language at the countless Western Tibetan soldiers nearby and behind him who were still feverishly chasing forward: "Retreat!" Fall back! He's going to provoke the wrath of the gods! The wrath of the gods is coming! Pass it on! Fall back! Retreat all! ”

Torches shone in his face. This person was Li Meng, who assisted the Western Tibetan army in the battle.

After a brief moment of confusion, a group of soldiers near him understood what he meant, and they were all extremely terrified.

"Wrath of the gods!" "Wrath of the gods!"

Amid the cries of fear, more and more Xifan soldiers turned around and fled, trampling on each other, panicking, scattering in all directions, just desperately trying to escape from this place where the wrath of the gods would descend in the next moment and bury people completely.

At this time, the sharp sound of the sound of the beeping suddenly rushed into the sky from the Xifan camp a few miles away, and the sound dissipated after three successive sounds.

This was a signal that the military situation in the Western Tibetan army had changed and that it wanted to withdraw urgently. How Jin is a veteran who has fought with Xifan many times, everyone knows.

A soldier on horseback also arrived from the direction of the camp at this time, and shouted at Li Meng: "General Li! Oh no! Fang received the flying pigeon biography from Zhongdu! He Du borrowed the horses of the Li family and was killing them in the middle of the court. The boss told you to come back quickly and discuss countermeasures! ”

The sound was drowned out by the noise, but it was still faintly audible.

He Jin and the others were all stunned by this scene, and they felt like they were in a dream.

"They ran away! They ran! ”

Qingtou, who was holding his head and waiting to die, suddenly jumped three feet high.

"I'll just say! I'm a big lucky star! I'm here to lose today! The saints have praised me! I'll live to be ninety-nine! Lang Jun, in your good news for the princess, you must take credit for my merits-"

A stray arrow whizzed towards his chest.

He Jin's eyes were quick, and he pounced on him and threw him to the ground.

This change is really huge, like going from the dark hell to the world of light in an instant.

is like Pei Xiaoyuan, who was also unable to return to his senses for a while. His eyes were slightly confused, as if he couldn't believe it. He tilted his head slightly towards the heavenly dome above his head, closed his eyes, stood still for a moment, and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes had already recovered their divine light, and he raised his bow sharply and shot an arrow at Li Meng.

Li Meng is also a rare fierce general, his skills are beyond the ability of ordinary people, he hurriedly jumped off the high ground, dodged the first arrow, and the second arrow shot like lightning.

He grabbed a nearby Xifan soldier who was turning around and running away, blocked in front of him, and then, jumped on an ownerless war horse, leaned over on the horse's back, turned around and stared at Pei Xiaoyuan hatefully, and galloped away.

A month later, the Wonju Road was restored, and the report of the battle finally arrived at the imperial court in its entirety.

That night, while the Xifan army was retreating in a panic, the soldiers in the city of Dache and the outside of the city jointly pursued, and the troops were collected in the morning, and a large number of baggage and rations that were too late to be taken away in the Xifan military camp were captured. The previous dilemma was solved. Subsequently, the rest of the people continued to defend the city, and Pei Xiaoyuan led a team of men and horses, non-stop, according to the original plan, towards Hexi.

He should have arrived in time.

The final battle is coming.

Chapter 141

In the early spring, the wilderness is still full of snow and ice, but the wind blowing from the snowy peaks in the distance has gradually faded away from the harsh coldness of cutting the skin like a sword. The earth, which has been frozen for a harsh winter, is quietly waiting to be soft for the arrival of another hidden thunder and sting.

Outside the walls of the Yellow Sand Fortress, in the vast wilderness, there are countless felt tents stationed, and the night wind blows, and the wolf hunts and dances.

Linghu Gong has been in charge of Hexi for many years, and in addition to the military, he also runs the important affairs of the border army Tuntian. This military town was originally a military town slowly formed because of the tuntian, and there was a grain and grass warehouse in it. At the end of last year, at the most difficult moment of pressure on both the north and the south, it was decided to abandon some remote places for the strategic purpose of concentrating forces in order to cope with the worst possible scenario. This place is also among them.

According to the plan, all the grain and grass will be emptied and then withdrawn. But unexpectedly, Ashina's speed of southward movement was far faster than expected, and only half of the move was made, and the soldiers and horses had arrived. Before retreating, the guards set fire to the grain depot. The sky was not beautiful, a hail and snow fell, and the fire extinguished itself. In this way, the remaining half of the grain and grass in the storehouse, together with the city, fell into the hands of Ashina.

After he occupied this place, or in order to recuperate his soldiers and horses, he finally paused, did not continue to use troops, and ordered to be stationed on the spot to rest.

Tonight, in a large house in the city, the fire staff was scorching, and the heat was pressing, and Cheng Ping was having fun with a group of generals under his tent. In the bursts of barbecue and the aroma of wine, the beautiful dancers of the Western Regions with large snow-white breasts and bellies exposed stepped on the frenzied drums and danced in the arena. In the midst of endless shouts and laughter, Chengping, who was drunk and disheveled, suddenly turned over and got off the couch, staggered and walked towards an official in the nearby seat.

The official's costume as a pilgrim was different from the crowd around him, who were all staring at the dancing girls in the arena with great interest, and he was sitting in a precarious position, not squinting, out of place.

"What, this wine doesn't suit your taste? I see you haven't had a few sips tonight. ”

Cheng Ping raised the pot of mare's milk wine in his hand, tilted his head, poured a few times into the spout, let the wine gurgle down his neck, and then slammed the wine pot on the table in front of the man, and put his other hand on his shoulder, and asked with a smile.

This official is Choi Daosi.

He had previously sent an envoy to the north, after hardships, and finally arrived, when he was about to meet with Linghu Gong, a snowstorm, after that, completely lost his way, so he had to move forward by feeling, and when he found that the direction was wrong, the team had entered the wolf court. At that time, the people around him fled, scattered, and there were only a dozen cronies left, and they lacked food and clothing, and it was a dead end to turn around. The chief had already taken refuge in Chengping at that time. After he arrived, with his surname and full of scriptures, he quoted scriptures and classics in the king's tent, promised to benefit, and persuaded the other party to be convinced by his three-inch tongue, and decided to take his clansmen and soldiers and horses to move the tent and serve the holy pilgrimage.

Just when he happily led the men and horses to turn around and return to Hexi, he did not expect to be ambushed by Chengping's soldiers and horses, and he could not escape and became a prisoner on the spot.

That was almost a year ago.

After being captured, Chengping forced him to serve as the right minister, otherwise he would be killed. Under the knife and axe, Cui Daosi had to agree, and in this way, he became a right minister, and did all kinds of things to formulate decrees and draft seals.

He was a monk for a day and hit the bell for a day, not only saved his life, but also mixed quite well, everyone in the royal court knew that he was a high-ranking minister from the Holy Dynasty, a powerful person in the Great Khan's tent, and he didn't dare to be disrespectful when he met it. However, Chengping's ambition was so great that he could not only be a khan, but after his rear was stabilized, he sent troops south and brought Cui Daoji with him.

Like on such occasions, he usually refused if he could, but he really couldn't refuse, pinching his nose and sitting down, barely coping with it, how could he surrender his identity and really have fun with these barbarians.

Even more so tonight.