When the night recedes, the horn sounds.

If the four words "Frost Sky Xiaojiao" are just word cards, it is nothing more than the romantic career of the scribe singing in front of the bottle. But on the snowfield, the camp is majestic, the wind rolls up a battle flag, and the handsome flag with the white tiger as the elephant in the center, the weather is majestic, as if vaguely returning to the years when Yelu Abaoji and Yelu Deguang led the Khitan army to crisscross the north.

In the middle of the handsome tent, Yelu Dashi wore a gold hood, and was wearing a blue-black bright light squirrel, and even the small iron slab left behind after cold forging on the armor piece had a blue-black cold light. The whole person looks like a statue of the god king with the legacy of the Tang Dynasty, not angry and self-assured, and has a natural bearing.

In the imagination of later generations, whether it is the Liao clan, the later Jurchen nobles, or even the Xiongnu and Xianbei, they are always wrapped in mink hats on their heads, and a few mink tails hang down from their ears. But in fact, the degree of sinicization of the Liaojin nobles is much stronger than that of the Aixin Jueluo family, except for leaving a few strands of hair on the bald head, they have accepted the Han family system very quickly in the use of chapter uniforms. Even Yelu Dashi, the Liao clan, is mostly dressed as a scholar in round-necked official clothes on weekdays.

Naturally, the armor of the Liao army's equipment also basically followed the shape of the Ming Guang armor and the five generations of Buren armor in the Tang Dynasty, and even not only the armor of the Liao army such as the Song army, but also the Western Xia, Dali, and Qingtang Tibetan tribes. When the two armies faced each other, if there was no banner distinction, ordinary people would not be able to tell which side of the warring sides was the Song people and which side was the Liao people.

But Yelu Dashi is sitting here definitely not to review the history of the development of East Asian armor since the Tang Dynasty.

In his hand he held a section of bark, on the smooth birch bark, and the rustic and unwritten epitaph still carried a burning scorch.

The commander of the Liao army had a playful look on his face, and said slowly: "Zixulang and Nanhualang, these are all the fame of Song Daoist officials, how can they lead the army to fight and go deep into front of the enemy? It is rumored that this time in the attack on Liao, there was also a Mr. Shoujing, who was sent by the deputy envoy of Xuanfu? The Song Dynasty Chongdao was like this, and he actually used Huang Guan to uphold the government, the inner eunuch to take charge of the army, and the Yushi as the general, and the army was stuck on the border and did not dare to go north, but they sent so many Taoist priests to do such things! How is this move of the Song people different from Li Zhen, the former king of Tang Yue, who took the army to attack and kill Empress Zetian with a military avoidance?

In his evaluation, the Liao generals on both sides are also regarded as a little ember of the Khitan for more than a hundred years, and they have their heads bowed, and some people have to mention a few more old things from the previous dynasty to supplement the arguments for Yelu Dashi:

Wang Ningzhi, the second son of Wang Youjun, was the internal history of Huiji, endured to see Sun En's advocacy of rebellion, did not set up city defenses, and entered the quiet room to pray to the divine soldiers, but the divine soldiers did not arrive, and the thief army entered the city, and died and died, which was the shame of the Langya Wang. Unexpectedly, today I can see Wang Ning and other first-class figures in the Southern Dynasty!"

"Murong Yanchao was stationed in Yanzhou, claiming to be able to fight, but when Zhou Taizu Guo Weibing came to the city, he only prayed for divine blessing in the Zhenxing Temple, and after the defeat, he had to set fire to the temple, threw himself into the well and died. This generation of fools, brave in battle, unskilled in guarding, straight like a native chicken and a dog, the last general and so on asked for a military order from Dashi Linya, and wiped out this group of southerners in one go, and warned the people of the Southern Dynasty who took advantage of the fire to rob!"

In this piece of battle, a rough voice suddenly came out, which was particularly discordant:

"The horses in the distance are all elite horsemen in a hundred battles, but they were killed by a few Taoist priests among the Song people, don't the generals think there is anything wrong with them?"

The owner of this voice has a pair of dark yellow strange eyes, the head of the fine red is blazing, there is a string of Buddha beads hanging around the neck, and the big fist beads are as clear as crystal jade, and the gray and white mist in the Buddha beads can be faintly seen, and there is a strange atmosphere.

Of course, compared to this string of Buddhist beads, the monk himself with the Buddhist beads is more memorable.

The robe with gold silk and black brocade represents his extraordinary status, but the gloomy and angular face is particularly uncomfortable, there are seven points of Venus flashing on the forehead like Beidou, the bridge of the nose is so collapsed that it is almost invisible, only two nostrils are exhaling, the eyebrow bones and cheekbones are particularly blurred, and only a pair of dark yellow eyes are turning on the smooth face, which can not be seen at all, and the wide mouth is open under the nose.

It's a face that doesn't belong to a human, but comes alive from a cold-blooded creature.

But the tent was full of generals, and no one seemed to think that there was anything wrong with this face, but listened carefully to the strange monk's words:

"In addition to the bark on the hands of Dashi Linya, how many of the distant horses that were scattered last night returned to the camp? At this moment, I am afraid that only a few people and horses have returned, and most of them do not know where to go, right? It is the elite of the Song people's western army, and it is not easy to have a tie with the far horses of Da Liao, not to mention that in addition to the western army, the Song people can't take many military horses to support, and where do the cavalry that killed and injured our army's sentinels and horses come from?"

"The sentinel who returned to the camp, since he brought back this bark, should have also seen the traces of the battle and the corpses, so the Song people killed a few of my distant horses and lost a few lives?

The monk's tone of voice was very steady, but he asked about the key points everywhere, and the Liao general in charge of the sentinel had to stand up and salute the monk first, before he replied: "The national teacher said this, blaming us for not being careful. The last general reported to his son, but he only saw traces of ambush, no corpses, no bloodstains, and not even half of the arrows! There were traces of burying the corpses on the ground, but when I dug it up, I only found this!

As he spoke, Na Liao took out a leather bag from his arms and handed it over.

The monk, who did not look like a human, took the skin, put it in the palm of his hand, and poured it down, but poured out a handful of fine white ash.

Looking at the handful of white ash, this monk, who was respected as a national teacher by the Liao generals, was not moved at all, just glanced at Yelu Dashi, and then sighed: "Dashi Linya, the following words are related to confidential military aircraft, please forgive the poor monk for trespassing, retire the generals, and discuss with Dashi Linya alone?"

Yelu Dashi looked at the monk quietly, and only waved his hand after a while: "Where did the national teacher say, since it is an important military discussion, the generals should praise the military aircraft, and there is no need to be so vigilant!"

After getting Yelu Dashi's words, the strange-looking monk nodded: "In this case, the poor monk will say it." In the eyes of the poor monks, the forward of the Song army was not an ordinary military horse, but an army of Taoist warriors of the Southern Dynasty. I'm afraid that most of the far-away horses that were scattered before have been poisoned."

When he said this, there was a buzz in the big tent, and the Liao general, who had talked to him before, stared at the handful of white ash and asked in disbelief: "National teacher, this ash"

The strange face of the national teacher couldn't see any expression, but there was also a solemn meaning in his eyes, and he said with a head of his jaw: "The general guessed well, this is the ashes of the people after the calcination of the Daomen rune, which should be left by the distant horse of the sentry in front." It's just that the person who practices the Dharma is not deep, otherwise he won't even be able to find this handful of ashes. ”

There was a bit of compassion in the tone of the national teacher, but what was left to the Liao generals was nothing less than a thunderstorm on the dry land!

"Where does this start? If those ghost tricks of painting peach talismans are useful, when the yellow scarves were in chaos, it should be these Taoist priests who sat in the world, but what kind of literary and martial arts do you want us to learn?"

"National teacher, we respect you with big stone forests, but on the battlefield, it is always the sword that speaks, but it is not the turn of these things that pretend to be gods and ghosts!"

In the midst of the drumming, Yelu Dashi raised his hand, suppressed the discussion of the generals, and fell on the national teacher: "If you see it according to what the national teacher, what should you do?"

The national teacher smiled faintly, but he raised his palm towards Yelu Dashi: "Poor monk shallow, please send me five hundred military horses from Dashi Linya, fight first, and then make plans!"

Looking at the monk in front of him asking for battle, Yelu Dashi chuckled, and then waved his hand: "How can five hundred military horses deter the courage of the southerners? I don't care about the outcome of the game, I just hope that the national teacher can really find out the quality of these southerners!"

With Yelu Dashi's words, the national teacher nodded, then stood up and said, "In this way, the poor monk will be ordered by the general of Dashi Linya." ”

In the city of Yizhou, Yangsui Fang Zhuguan.

Bearing the mission of "practical application of the magic mirror liaison technology", whether it was Xie Mingxian, the new Yangsui Ling, or Fang Zhucheng Mulan, who was in charge of technology, did not expect that Yin Xiaolou, who had just come to Yizhou, had already stimulated the Liao army to start a large-scale movement towards Yizhou.

The problem that is now plaguing the Yangsui Fang Pavilion is on the Dharma Mirror Message.

Putting the last magic mirror in his hand back on the mirror table, Mu Lan finally shook his head: "This is not good, although they are all cast according to the pattern of the mother and son mirrors, but the connection between different magic mirrors in the direction of Zhuozhou has the problem of sometimes being strong and sometimes weak." ”

"Is it because the material is not pure enough?"

Regarding this question, Mu Lan shook his head decisively: "These magic mirrors are cast in strict accordance with the proportion of copper-tin alloy, and the Dan water used for mirror grinding and opening is also blended with the heart water of the Yangtze River. ”

Xie Mingxian thought for a while, and then asked, "That is, the magic mirror itself is not enough to support long-distance transmission?"

Mu Lan still replied with his boring overseer face: "If even such a special ritual magic mirror can't meet the requirements of continuous transmission, then only the high-grade magic weapon that consumes the heavenly and earthly treasure sacrifice can be used to transmit information over long distances." But such a magic weapon, even if it is practiced by all the personnel of the Fire Cutting Golden Academy, it will not be able to make a few times in a year, unless Shi Jun personally does it."

Having said this, Xie Mingxian could only smile bitterly and shake his head: "If the basic equipment of the magic mirror transmission is in the end, and only a high-end facility that can be cultivated by a scattered immortal like Shi Jun, then the Dao Sea Sect will not be much different from a waste burden." If magic mirror communication becomes such a luxurious and inefficient technology, there is no way to apply it on a large scale to military and people's livelihood. ”

Mu Lan nodded and added, "So the top priority now is not to promote this means of communication, but to first figure out what kind of magic principle is the reason why magic mirrors such as the Lotus Light Tranquility Mirror can transmit information in the form of a child-mother mirror." ”

During the conversation, a Taoist soldier shouted outside the door: "Report, there is a front-line military intelligence delivered!"

Xie Mingxian, in addition to the Yangsui Fang Zhuguan, also had the work of supervising the army, so he stood up immediately, walked to the door, and took a mulberry paper bag from the herald soldier.

Just looking at the burn marks on the paper bag, Xie Mingxian had a bad premonition, and when he opened it, there was only a note inside, on which he scribbled and wrote: "The Liao army operating in the northern area of Yizhou has been cleared by our department, and it is hereby reported that the former enemy chief officer, Zixu Lang Yin Xiaolou." ”