The golden crow was flooded with light, enough to burn people's eyeballs, and the golden crow took away the light, and its huge body was like a curtain covering the sky, and the Northern Cold True Yang looked pale and weak.

The golden crow ranged from one tail to five tails, but there was no divine bird above the six tails, Bai Xiu'an was quite puzzled, so he asked: "Master Wumen, I heard that the golden crow with six tails and above is really called a 'divine bird', but I haven't seen it in the air." ”

Wu Liu smiled lightly, stretched out a finger of her hand, and the canary on her shoulder jumped up, she looked at the frolicking canary in her hand and said: "The divine birds above six tails are generally not clearly visible to our Jiuyang as 'elders', but don't worry, when it's time to help, they will naturally appear in a beastly form." ”

Although the golden crow in the air is less than six tails, the body is also huge, the black willow whistles lightly, the golden crow flutters its wings, and lands leisurely with a gust of hurricane, they prostrate and stick their wings to the ground, making a corresponding movement.

There are nearly 1,000 disciples of Jiuyang, and they are evenly scattered on the back of each golden crow, dressed in Jiuyang's unique golden flower cloth, full of energy, and excellent spirit!

In the arms, waists, and shoulders of each Jiuyang disciple, they were held, hung, and standing, and there were several mimic beasts.

"Don't look at them as kittens and dogs, once they become beasts, people who don't have some skills really can't be tamed. ”

Wu Liu pointed at the bird's back again, and said: "The number of your allies is not too large, you can stand down if you squeeze it, without further ado, everyone hurry up, the snow mountain is not easy to cross, and if it is a few days late, General Shang will be angry." ”

Bai Xiu'an didn't dare to delay any longer, and ordered everyone to hurry up and get on the back of the bird first, and he and some of the doormen of the Death Vein Force guarded the front of the ice field to prevent the skeleton army from shooting dark arrows again.

Wuliu said: "Don't worry, my golden crow is the nemesis of all evils, and if they are interested, they will not cause trouble." ”

A dozen or so skeleton leaders were still standing on the snowy slopes, not advancing, let alone retreating.

Bai Xiuan sighed: "Whether they are good or bad, at least they are holding on to something when they come back from the dead, and this spirit is worthy of admiration." ”

"When I arrive at the barracks, I will tell General Shang about this matter in detail, let's go now, no delay. Uliu urged.

Bai Xiu'an glanced at the skeleton warrior standing in the wind and snow a few more times, and a strange feeling crept into his heart...... Could they not be enemies but friends?

Although the Golden Crow was not afraid of the skeleton army, there was no need to take risks, so he turned around and headed north, looking through the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountains from the front.

When the golden crow rose from the ground, the horizon was wide and clear, and only then did everyone see that the number of skeleton legions in the snowy mountains was dense, millions!

"Eleven, what are you ashamed of?"

Wen Ziyu was in a relaxed and happy mood, but she blushed and bit her lip, adding a touch of shyness.

Eleven shook her head, she was just a little excited, she didn't expect that her unintentional puddle of blood would resurrect a skeleton army of millions of people.

Troubled water, troubled water!

"Elder Bai, how many days will it take us to get to the front line at our rate?" Eleven asked urgently.

Bai Xiu'an shook his head and said bitterly: "With my identity, I can't know the specific matters about the front line, so I might as well ask Master Wu to answer, right?"

The big guys all looked at Wuliu, who was standing at the helm of the bird's head.

Wuliu didn't look back, and said: "I don't know where the front line is, General Shang means to let the Kyushu League and the military service converge in the barbarian tribe, and then discuss the battle plan with the barbarians, and the combat area must be in the Honghuang realm." ”

Eleven asked, "Then the merchant prisoner is ...... Where is General Shang?"

Wu Liu said: "At the speed of Jin Wu, we should be able to assemble with the main army led by General Shang in three days." ”

"Three days ......"

Eleven muttered verbally, and his heart was excited, and he was able to see his beloved in three days.

"By the way, Eleven, the barracks are so big, how are you going to find you...... Brother Love?" Wen Ziyu asked in a low voice beside Eleven's ear.

"Him?"

Eleven looked into the distance longingly, although the cold current was biting, the love was warm, she smiled sweetly and said, "I don't need to go to him, he will come to me himself, hehe......"

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......

The night is desolate and cloudless.

Is it true that the wider the earth, the full moon in the sky?

The tall buildings and wooden buildings are already the most exquisite buildings in the entire barbarian prairie, and only a high-ranking general like a merchant prisoner can afford to live in.

The barbarians do not like high-rise buildings, nor do they know how to pursue gold houses, and their national habits determine the way of life, animal husbandry, fishing and hunting, half of which are their own civilization, and half of which are still primitive.

The barbarians will also have buildings, but they are all earthen bunkers, which are generally used for fortifications, and the real inhabitants are a kind of tent built with special animal skins, which can not only hinder the wind and snow but also keep warm.

In front of the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountain is the vast white ice field, behind the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountain is the vast and boundless grassland, the wind in front of the mountain, the wind behind the mountain, the cold in front of the mountain all the year round, and the four seasons behind the mountain are like spring.

One side of the water and soil to support the other side, no wonder barbaric

The clansmen are so free and rude, born in this heroic world, even if people don't gallop, their hearts have already flown away.

The heart of the merchant prisoner also flew, but it was not to fly to the prairie that was like spring all year round, but to the Zhenwu Hanzhou, which was cold all year round.

It feels so good to really love a woman, so that one second apart, the next second you will miss it, these days, the business prisoner lives like a year, and the mind is full of eleven's playful and moving appearance.

The merchant prisoner put the wine in the wind, even if the night sky and the moon were tender, his heart was extremely lost, it is not difficult to continue, it is not difficult for people to say goodbye, but when will it be renewed? When can I see it again?

"Why is the war coming......?

He lowered his head and sighed, drank the sorrowful wine in the cup, swallowed the sorrow in his heart, turned around and walked into the bedroom, for some reason the grassland was warm, but he felt cold.

Closed the window, closed the door, brought a lame little wooden table, lit a dim oil lamp, and took out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from the rotten cupboard.

While the route is not closed, hurry up and send a letter back to Liangcheng!

The merchant prisoner scribbled the pen and injected every emotion in his heart into the pen and ink.

If it weren't for the ripples in the general's heart, how could the general who was fighting on the battlefield with a knife willing to hold a pen?

"General Shang, it's late at night, and you're still copying pens and training?"

A soft male voice suddenly sounded downstairs, and without waiting for the prisoner to answer, he asked again, "I want to come up, is it convenient?"

The merchant prisoner frowned, at this moment he was trying to concentrate on writing a letter, but he couldn't refuse, after a few thoughts, he still chose to put his thoughts aside for the time being, and said: "Why is Liu Junshi so restrained, come up directly." ”

Liu Junshi really jumped up directly from the top of the building, climbed into the room from the window, looked left and right first, then sniffed, raised his eyebrows and asked the merchant prisoner: "General Shang, have you drunk?"

The merchant prisoner barely squeezed a smile, the smell of wine was very strong, and he couldn't escape Liu Junshi's nose.

Liu Junshi sighed: "Do you know that drinking is not allowed in the barracks, especially for generals like you, you said that if even the generals violate discipline, then how should the soldiers feel?

"Okay, okay!" the merchant prisoner interrupted Liu Junshi softly, raised his hand and pointed to the cupboard, and said, "Inside, take it yourself." ”

Liu Junshi licked his lips, smiled slyly, and said, "Anyway, Junshi has a bad reputation and is known as 'Liu Drunkard', why don't you let me take this charge for you?" After speaking, he couldn't wait to rush to the cupboard.

The military division's surname is Liu, a single name is a Xiang word, and he is the head of the thirteen military divisions of Zhenwu, free and handsome, erudite and knowledgeable, and addicted to alcohol!