At the end of November of the first year of Tianci, the mighty Pingliao army went out of Chang'an, marched in three teams, Xia Xuehan and Lei Ting led the vanguard army of 50,000 before the army of 100 miles, Yin Shenglin led the Chinese army of 50,000, and Wang Yuan led the army of 50,000 to escort the grain and grass palace.

The biting cold wind blew whirring, and from time to time it rolled up dots of ice ballast and hit the soldiers' faces. And, occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall one after another, just like dancing. Unconsciously, it was winter again, and a thin layer of ice had formed on the tentacles of the soldiers' armor guarding the frontier, and in the north, winter has always been very cold......

Just as a song "Plugged Song" wrote: Drinking horses to cross the autumn water, the water is cold and the wind is like a knife. The flat sand is not gone, and the gloom is in the dark.

In the past, the Great Wall was fought with high morale. The yellow dust is ancient and ancient, and the white bones are messy.

The army marched through the wasteland, and the fifty thousand people did not make any sound except the sound of footsteps, and even the slightest thing in this barren frontier seemed to bring infinite sadness to the heart with a gentle word.

It has been ten days since he left Chang'an, and Xia Xuehan did not say a few words, marching on horseback during the day, and checking the surrounding mountain terrain map in the tent at night.

"The man went out of Chang'an with a sword, and he swore not to return the Tartars. Why bury your bones, where is life not green mountains?" Xia Xuehan groaned softly on horseback, and was blown into the ears of every soldier by the north wind, and felt a trace of sadness between the pride. Since ancient times, there are a few people who can pay it back, but they are just buried in a foreign country!

The vanguard army was on the line, and the spies in front came to report that Yun Yifan had captured the two cities of Heyang and Nan'an, but only sent a few soldiers into the city to garrison, and the army camped in Cangluyuan and patrolled for twenty miles.

Xia Xuehan listened, nodded, and said: "Heyang and Nan'an are easy to attack and defend, he is waiting for work!"

Turning his head to Qi Henghai, the henchman next to him, he said: "Lead thirty elite horsemen to the sentinel to investigate, and let me find out the situation of Yun Yifan's camp and arrangement!"

"Yes!" a general in silver-gray armor beside him answered, beckoning thirty people to pat their horses forward. The general was not very old, only twenty-four or five years old, but he was full of gray hair, even his pupils were pale gray, his figure was not very burly, but his every move was powerful. He is one of the four generals under Xia Xuehan, he grew up together since childhood, and he has a fateful friendship, and it is not too much to say that blood is thicker than water.

Lei Ting next to him watched Qi Henghai take people away, scratched his head, and said, "King Langya, I am a rough man, I don't know any art of war, I only know how to fight on the battlefield with an axe." But when he was leaving, the emperor explained to all of us that matters big and small should be made clear to the governor of Yin, and he should not make claims without permission, should he also ...... this time?"

"What the pioneer should do is to open the road in the mountains, stack bridges in the water, and explore the enemy's reality, these things are already within the scope of the matter, do you still need to report them?" Xia Xuehan didn't look at the thunder, and rode his horse forward, this thunder was clearly sent by Xia Lang to monitor himself, and he sent a rude but loyal person to his side, no matter what, he couldn't find a flaw.

The thunder was speechless for a while, so he had to keep up, and the land was boundless, and even the grass was difficult to see a plant, and the wind was together, and the yellow sand was full of sky, and he only had to walk on the wasteland for half an hour, and his body would inevitably be covered with a thick layer of sand.

There were heavy black clouds gathered in the sky, the sky and the earth were extremely quiet, only the footsteps of the 50,000 army and the sound of heavy breathing could be heard, Xia Xuehan looked up at the sky, and said: "A snowstorm is coming, order the three armies, set up camp on the spot, splash soil with water, and build a five-foot-high earthen wall outside the camp!"

"King Langya is confused, this sand is extremely soft, but how can it be built?" Thunder asked.

Xia Xuehan closed his eyes and quietly felt the air that seemed to be frozen, and said: "In this cold side, when it encounters water, it turns into ice, and it condenses in an instant when it is mixed with the soil, so that the earth wall is three points stronger than the stone wall!"

Thunder nodded as if he didn't understand, and arranged to set up camp for the wall.

The sky has already darkened, the whistling north wind is like a thousand horses galloping, the power is enough to overturn the sky, not long after, only to see the white between the heaven and the earth, snowflakes have fallen from the sky, the surroundings seem to pull up a white tent, the earth immediately became covered in silver.

In the camp tent, Xia Xuehan looked at the distribution map of the enemy camp presented by Qi Henghai, and said: "Advance and retreat can be defended, front and back can be attacked, and the four sides echo, this camping technique is deeply rooted in the true legend of the Ghost Valley!"

"General, then we ......" Qi Henghai looked at Xia Xuehan, although he was admiring, but there was a look of deep worry in his eyes.

"The expedition of our southern soldiers is already unaccustomed to the water and soil, and it is even more difficult to move an inch when encountering such a big wind and snow. Besides, Yun Yifan knows the art of war very well, even in his heyday, I am not sure of victory, and now he is waiting for work, we must not take the initiative to attack, only camp here, stick to the Quartet, and wait for the spring of next year to send troops!" Xia Xuehan put down the report, walked to the somewhat dim oil lamp, and picked the wick to make the fire brighter.

"Also, when I went out on the expedition, I brought fifty jars of wine with the army, and I took it to the soldiers to protect against the cold!" Xia Xuehan put down the lamp and looked back at Hengkaidao.

When Qi Henghai heard this, his face was a little hesitant, and he said, "General, this is the imperial wine given to you by the emperor, so don't you want it!"

"Wine is meant to be drunk by people, and besides, I can't drink it alone, and it's not easy for the soldiers to leave their hometowns and come to this bitter cold border, let's go!" Xia Xuehan waved his hand and asked Qi Henghai to retreat.

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Between the rolling barren hills, there was a woman in white, her face was a little haggard, her eyes were also dim, and her steps that should have been light were extremely heavy at the moment. In order to find Xia Xuehan, Nan Mengying traveled all over the country alone, and finally learned that he led the army to the border fortress, and came all the way, but he was infected with the wind and cold between the poor mountains and bad waters, and at this time he only felt top-heavy, and it seemed that the heavens and the earth were spinning when he walked.

Nan Mengying coughed lightly a few times, feeling more and more headaches, looking up, the sky was gray, the yellow sand was swept by the wind, like waves layer by layer, suddenly saw a thick smoke rising at the end of the sky, thinking that it was a small village and town, Nan Mengying cheered up, and walked towards the smoke with steps like lead.

Originally, it was only a trip of five or six miles, but Nanmengying, who was among the patients, walked for two hours, and she rested on the mound outside the village out of breath. As soon as I sat down, a fishy stench came to my nose, although it was winter, the stench was still so strong that it was disgusting.

Nan Mengying vaguely felt that something was wrong in the village, and regardless of his weak body, he got up and moved towards the village, and as soon as he stepped into the entrance of the village, he saw dead bodies all over the ground, and those people didn't know how long they had been dead, and the corpses had not rotted in this harsh winter, but their faces were horribly bruised, and corpse spots were also born on the back of their hands. Burnt houses and collapsed walls were everywhere, blackened pillars fell crookedly to the ground or leaned against the ruins, and Nanmengying's feet were already congealed blood.

Nan Mengying looked at these slaughtered people, dizzy, and almost fell to the ground in a fight, and hurriedly supported the earthen wall next to him to stand firm. The stench of the north wind ruffled her hair, and she finally saw clearly what war was and what was a side plug.

She turned around and struggled to leave, always having a belief in her heart that I couldn't die, I had to find him, I just wanted time to slow down and see him before the end of time.

"Woo ......"

An inaudible wail from the rubble stopped Nan Mengying's steps to leave, and she hesitated for a while, but still dragged her heavy steps towards the pile of rubble, waving her white silk to split the pillars that stood in the way, picking up a pile of rubble. Nan Mengying was already sweating profusely, her face was even paler, she was panting heavily, and her body was about to fall down if she staggered.

Under the rubble, a fluffy white mass appeared in front of her, it was a small white dog, about the size of a month, curled up under the rubble and shivering, a pair of black jewel-like eyes pleading at Nanmengying.

Some ash fell on the snow-white fur, some of which were dusty, curled up there like a small snowball, pitiful and distressing. "I'm sorry, little dog, my sister is sick and can't take you away! you stay here, someone will come to save you!" Nan Mengying looked at the poor dog and wanted to pick it up, but found that she couldn't use any strength, so she had to squat down and touch the dog's head.

Nan Mengying stood up tremblingly, and was just about to turn away, when he heard the little dog barking "whining", he got up with a bone, and tightly held Nan Mengying's skirt with a mouthful of small teeth, and looked at Nan Mengying pitifully with a pair of small eyes.

Nan Mengying's heart was melted immediately, and he didn't care so much, he rubbed his already dizzy head, tried his best to take the puppy into his arms, gently rubbed his little head, and said: "Sister doesn't know if this body can support you until you see your brother, since you insist, let's take you with me, it's a big deal to die together in this bitter cold!"

"Woo woo...... The snow-white puppy stretched out his pink tongue and licked Nan Mengying's cheek, feeling hot, Nan Mengying smiled: "Are you encouraging your sister? Okay, as long as my sister lives, she will never leave you! You are as white as a ball of snow, and your flesh is like a meat ball, so I will call you Xueqiu in the future!"

"Woo woo......" The puppy seemed to be very satisfied with the name, and rubbed it affectionately on Nan Mengying's body.

Nan Mengying held the snowball, and walked towards the distance step by step with a step that was so weak that a gust of wind could blow her down, and a man and a dog disappeared into the vast wasteland......

Sometimes longing is the palm print of a period of time, hiding at a certain time, in a certain place, missing a person who is standing on the way to come and the way to make us worry. No matter how far away, you will cross thousands of mountains and rivers to reach that person's side.

A white-haired man in black walked alone in a desolate wilderness, holding a blood-red sword in his hand, feeling murderous before he was unsheathed, his eyes were deep, but there was also uncontrollable sadness. On the lonely and cold field, his back was so lonely, and the white hair lifted by the wind danced in the air.

"Master, what is a real assassin?" he asked.

"The great man of chivalry is called an assassin!" (from "Historical Records: The Biography of the Assassins")

"What is a chivalrous man?" he asked again.

"The little chivalrous punishes the evil and promotes the good, and the great chivalrous one serves the country and the people. The ancient assassins, stabbing the king, killing traitors, knowing that they could not do it, where the road was, thousands of troops and horses resolutely went, this is the real assassin. Go, go to this rolling red dust, find your answer!"

Gu Lan walked alone outside the desolate fortress, it has been three days, not to mention human figures, not even a living thing, everywhere you can see the sand and dust swept up by the wind and the shallow white bones buried in the sand after the strong wind.

"Woo woo ......"

Finally heard a voice other than the sound of the wind, Gu Lan, who had not had feelings for many years, had a little excitement in her heart. He looked towards the place where the sound came from, and there was a small ball of fluffy flesh running towards him with trembling steps, thinking that it had not eaten for many days, and its steps were so weak that even the sound it made seemed to exert all its strength.

Finally, the little snowball ran to Gu Lan's feet, screaming, Gu Lan hesitated for a while, finally squatted down and touched its little head, and said, "Little guy, are you hungry? I'll take you away!" Although Gu Lan thought that this was said in his gentlest tone, it still sounded cold.

After saying that, he was about to pick up the puppy, but who knew that the puppy grabbed his sleeve and pulled desperately in the direction it came from, as if to lead him there.

"Little guy, do you want me to go over there?" Gu Lan was stunned, and still let the little dog pull him towards that side.

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