The night in the west was a little later than in the east, and when the sky was misty and bright, the snow on the remaining wind rocks 'clattered' down the stones, and the footsteps of people creaked softly, and then disappeared.

The white vast Dou Ba Valley, the wind and snow whining blowing, the innermost part of the deep valley has the light of the lights swaying, in the desolation of the outside, there is a series of triangular colored flags attached to the mountain wall inside, and the majestic building built around a mountain.

The speckled bonfires dispersed the scattered snowflakes, and the firelight flickered to illuminate the Tuyuhun soldiers with swords around them, wearing leather jackets and fur hats, with hideous and silent faces roasting the fire for warmth, and their eyes drifted from the snowflakes falling from the top of the valley from time to time, and they listened vigilantly to the movements of the Sui people outside.

There are not many Tuyuhun people who fled into this canyon, there are almost more than 2,000 people who have returned before and after, enough to settle down, as long as the Khan is still there, it will not disperse, as long as the Sui army dragged outside is demoralized, it will naturally withdraw and leave, and when the time comes, it will still be able to make a comeback and regain everything lost.

In the palace built close to the mountain, Murong Fuyun, who had a big beard, held a silver wine glass, with a decoration similar to that of the Central Plains, and the horse golden knife sat in the first place, and there were only a few Tuyuhun generals left around him.

He stared at the brass basin where the bonfire was burning in the hall, laughing and laughing with the two generals, while the scantily clad maid on the side cut off a piece of fat lamb, and the Tuyuhun Khan bit down from the blade of the knife and chewed into his mouth, and the oil stains spilled from the corners of his mouth and slid onto his beard.

"I have always been kind to the Great Sui and paid tribute every year, but after Yang Jian's death, his son was a wolf with ambition and swallowed the land, thinking that he was a hero, but he couldn't even attack the Great Dou Tu Gu, hahaha!"

Among the generals below, someone poured a sip of wine, rubbed his hands, and laughed: "What the Khan said is that the Sui people boast that they are the upper states of the Heavenly Dynasty, and each can fight habitually, but when it comes to our big fight, they dare not advance an inch, and the last general also shot an arrow to kill a Sui general at that time, and his head is still hanging in my room!"

In the first place, Murong Fuyun leaned back on the golden chair, wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth, and wiped the maid's chest clean, and the smile on his face gradually converged.

"This battle only needs to drag down the morale of the Sui people, and when they go back, the land and city that were taken will be taken back, but I still have to thank the national teacher, if it weren't for the national teacher practicing here and urging the spell, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it, so don't be complacent and learn from those Sui people!"

The generals below all nodded in agreement, after all, the war has taken a slight turn for the better, and it is indeed not easy to take it lightly, and then continue to eat meat in large pieces, drink wine in large bowls, and after a while, someone came to report that the national teacher had finished the Buddha's ceremony.

Murong Fuyun put down the wine glass and hurriedly said, "Let the national teacher come in!"

After a while, at the door of the hall on the side of the back hall, the soldiers guarding there lowered their heads, and an old monk wearing an apricot yellow monk's robe slowly came in with a Buddhist bead, facing the first khan, and bowed with the only hand in a vertical seal.

"Buddha Lianzun, please meet Your Majesty. ”

"The national teacher doesn't need to be polite. ”

Murong Fuyun got up and walked out of the seat, excitedly grabbed the old monk's wrist, kindly brought it to a big chair next to him, and pressed the other party to the seat and sat down.

"I am still alive, thanks to the efforts of the national teacher, so that the Sui people suffered heavy casualties. ”

As he spoke, he took the full wine glass from the maid's hand, and respectfully went to the Buddha Lianzun, who did not drink, but just raised the Buddha's horn with a vertical seal and lowered his head.

"Khan, the minister is not doing his best, but to repel the Sui people, the other party needs to attack several times, and now that the emperor of the Sui State has come, the Khan must be ready to go all out. ”

Murong Fuyun frowned: "The Son of Heaven of the Sui Kingdom is here?"

"It's just this afternoon!" ......the old monk raised his face and laughed, and the wrinkles on his face became even more wrinkled: "But there is still a wave outside the valley!"

........

At the same moment, on the slope of the mountain, half a mile away from the Dadou Valley, a team of more than 300 people wore white cloth and cut skin, covered their bodies, and stepped on the white snow, passing through the mountain.

The sound of squirming footsteps, fast and agile, climbing the rocks covered with snow, approaching the valley mouth in a row, not long after, Qu Yuanfeng in front of him squatted on the side of a big rock, raised his hand backwards and pressed it virtually, and the ups and downs of the figures suddenly stagnated and became quiet.

- Wind!

Gesturing and making sign language, according to the previous deployment, among the more than 300 people, there are dozens of people who are short, hiding their knives, and their steps are separated quickly, these people are extraordinary, they are all Qu Yuanfeng's subordinates who were trained when he was in Taiyuan, and they were used to react quickly and cut into the main points.

In the darkness before dawn, the short black shadows quickly spread to the valley mouth through the surrounding snow and mountain rocks, and in a moment, a spark lit up three times in the darkness there, and then extinguished.

Qu Yuanfeng suppressed his breath and took a breath of hot air into his palm, in the white steam, he tilted his head towards the deputy beside him, and the two immediately separated, each leading more than a hundred people to fly over along the path that the previous group of people had walked.

"General Qu, will they have already discovered us?"

Entering the edge of the valley, Qu Yuanfeng, who was squatting against a mountain rock, heard the worry of his subordinates, his eyes swept around, looking at the faint lights in the innermost, and the wind whined and blew through here, rendering this place weird.

"It's hard to say...... But what if you find out, don't you fight it?

Jingle bell~~~

As soon as the low voice stopped, at the end of the deep valley in the distance, there was a crisp sound of bells, which made more than 300 people who had to hide against the mountain wall in the rock crevices uneasy, the cold wind in the deep valley hit their faces, their eyelashes were slightly touched by snowflakes, Qu Yuanfeng was calm, his eyes stared at that side without blinking, and the wind was faintly mixed with the Buddhist sound of the monk chanting.

Rao is chanting can make people feel peaceful, but the sound here will cause people to be nervous, not to mention that they are still coming to sneak attack, among more than 300 people, there are people who can't hold their breath, and their hearts are frightened to squeeze out a little sound.

"How can there be ....... over there?"

Before the last words of 'someone chanting' were spoken, the moment the snowflakes floating in the wind fell on people's faces, the Buddha's voice was raised and heard from all directions, as if chanting in their ears.

"Get out!"

Qu Yuanfeng glared at the soldier fiercely, the hand holding the handle of the knife slammed the rock, and led a group of subordinates to get up and prepare to evacuate.

"Don't look for directions, go back the way you came!"

Since he had alarmed the other party, Qu Yuanfeng no longer had any scruples, turned around and roared, holding a long knife to beckon his subordinates to follow him, running a few steps, the snowflakes fluttering around him suddenly went wild, and then, 'whoosh' shot out in one direction, and there was a whistling sound of breaking the air.

Boom!

A thick copper rod roared with the sound of wind and snow, tearing the surrounding snowflakes in an instant, and colliding with the long knife blocked in Qu Yuanfeng's hand, the latter's muscles were bulging, and the nail leaves on his body were rattling.

Huhuhuhu-

The sound of the wind blowing the snowflakes scattered, and a huge Buddha rushed over with a copper stick in his hands, Qu Yuanfeng clenched the handle of the knife and shouted: "You go out first!"

With a kick under his feet, reflecting the smashed stick body, the blade bumped into it, and sparks flashed wildly in the diffuse snow, and the soldiers under his command retreated in a panic, Qu Yuanfeng's body turned, and with the force of turning around, the soles of his feet kicked the ground, and the blades in his arms were retracted and released, and they exploded fiercely on the huge Buddha.

Bang!

Boom –

The sound of gold and iron resounded, and the blade broke and flew away on the body that was as hard as a mountain rock, and the splashed sparks illuminated the Buddha, and the face was like a green rock, showing the angry eyes of King Kong, and the copper rod that was waved horizontally brought out the sound of wind and thunder, and swept on the human body.

The nail leaf burst out, a mouthful of blood mist erupted from Qu Yuanfeng's mouth, and the whole body flew out directly and smashed into the snow, the huge Buddha stepped on the dull footsteps, rushed over, and the figure on the ground was lifted by several soldiers, and he had already rushed away towards the outside of the valley, leaving only a red blood stain that was eye-catching.

"Roar!"

The Buddha held the stick, smashed it in anger, and let out a roar at the fleeing crowd.

.......

The sky is gradually brightening, and in the east of the valley filled with wind and snow, Chang'an, which is thousands of miles away, is full of vitality, and people who get up early to beg for work have started a busy day.

In the autumn color of Wanshou Guan, the scholar who was depicting the scroll paused slightly, the brush in his hand stopped, his cheeks bulged, and the tip of the pen continued to fall, but it became faster than before.

Soon, Lu Liangsheng put down his pen, picked up the scroll, blew the ink that had not dried on it, stretched out his hand to summon the Moon Sword, put the scroll away and tied it on, and wrote a note and sandwiched it inside.

"Bring it to Yuanfeng and let him do it himself. ”

"It's running away again. ”

The Moon Sword buzzed and trembled, reluctantly rose into the air, flew out of the window lattice with a swish, and soared into the sky towards the west, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a flash of light and disappeared.