At this time, the scout reported: "In the West River, the soldiers and horses are as usual, and they have not been assembled into an army at all!"

"Okay, you take someone to spread the news, and say that Wentu borrowed 20,000 troops, and sent troops in ten days, and he will level the West River within one day!" Wentu ordered. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ulan didn't expect Wentu to be so inconsistent, while saying that he couldn't borrow troops, and saying the least, he shouted that he would borrow troops to go west, and looked at Wentu with a confused face.

Wentu smiled mysteriously, pretended to be a master, shook his head and said: "With the power of a needle, stab the silk of ten thousand feet!"

In the early hours of that night, thousands of soldiers bravely took advantage of the darkness to secretly go east out of the camp, and then went around to the north, until the day was in full swing south, and then returned to the camp.

At the same time, the news that the military camp of the Northern King and the Southern Xinjiang borrowed 20,000 military horses also spread to the West River!

Ulan looked at the soldiers who had returned from the mighty battle, and almost laughed, even she saw that reinforcements had been transferred from the north, so she thought for a while, pulled Wentu's arm and asked: "Where is Wenzhenguan like a mortal figure, there is such a strategy, it is like an eagle given to me by the sun god in the north, this princess admires it very much, and on the day we return to the north, I will definitely ask my brother to find a satisfactory family affair for you, so that you can stay in the north forever ......"

Wentu smiled embarrassedly, I'm afraid this won't work, the future wife is holding it in your hands, and he also looked at the two of them with a faint gaze, as if he was telling that the person he intended was in front of him.

This frightened Ulan, a red tide swayed on his plump and round face, and he lowered his head in a panic, and his hand couldn't help but pinch Fu Rou.

With a "bang", Fu Rou bent down, but her hand did not come out of Ulan's palm.

Seeing that he had lost an inch, Wulan hurriedly squatted down to appease Fu Rou, and hurriedly asked, "Then, when will we send troops?"

"Just tomorrow! Now that the grass sprouts have come out, if we wait any longer, we will trample the grass and the gains outweigh the ......losses."

Outside the military tent, Wentu led Fu Rou and inspected the military situation with Ulan. Everywhere they went, the soldiers were full of pride, waiting for a military order to go west to crusade and eliminate the Xihe tribe. Wentu sighed: "The soldiers of the southern kingdom, all in the period of peace, are lazy and lazy, but the soldiers of the northern king are always the same, waiting for the battle, this is the biggest reason for the disparity between the north and the south!"

Wulan said as he walked: "When my brother was just the king, he couldn't reach it, and he was killed by Chen Ying'er into the tent of the king of the northern soil, after all, the king of the south was kind and did not continue to slaughter, but married my sister as a concubine. However, the clans in the northern soil have never stopped fighting, and they are also the biggest bellflower in the heart of the brother. ”

Yes, the sun on the prairie was staring, but the sun was also surrounded by gloomy clouds, and the queen was sick and bedridden in the palace at this time.

When it comes to Chen Ying'er, Wentu is in her heart again.

"Where did you get the foundation of martial arts?" Ulan suddenly stopped, staring at the heroic Wentu, "You have learned so deeply so quickly, you can actually kill two enemy generals with one move!"

Wentu was stunned, how to answer, thought about it, and replied: "My father taught me, and the long axe around me was also given by his old man, and it is also said that he has some relationship with the queen's personal guards, both of them use axes, and their feelings are also quite deep, and I have a trace of martial arts after being taught by my father." "He didn't dare to tell the truth about the Fu guards, there were too many people here who knew about it, and it would definitely arouse suspicion. Speaking of this, I reminded myself in my heart that Master Fu's revenge has not yet been avenged!

"You mean the Fu guard?!" Ulan was very excited, his eyes were already teary when he spoke, he hadn't seen his sister for more than seven years, and he was also kind when he heard the Fu guard, "Nanfu Black Axe, once famous, I am very relieved to have a Fu guard by my sister's side." ”

But how did she know that the Nanfu Black Axe had disappeared, and the Black Axe here was his treasure, and the little girl in Wentu's hand was his adopted daughter!

At this time, Fu Rou listened to the conversation between the two, and gently pulled Wentu's hand, indicating that he was lying.

"Haha," Wentu smiled bitterly, thinking to himself that you little woman, don't talk nonsense, immediately picked her up and said, "When I calm down Xifan, I will definitely cure my sister's eye disease, isn't it Fu Rou?"

The child was naturally easily infected by the newly changed topic, and immediately closed his small mouth and nodded repeatedly, and his little hand began to caress Wentu's face and said: "After curing the eye disease, you can see my brother's future sister-in-law, who must be a big beauty!"

Wentu couldn't laugh or cry, and couldn't speak.

Ulan unconsciously looked at Wentu, and his heart fluttered a few times, but he quickly remembered Qiu Lin.

The next day, a group of warriors were assembled by Ventu.

He stood on the platform and shouted loudly: "The northern king has fertile grass and fertile soil in the world, but the Xihe tribe has repeatedly invaded other tribes, killed herdsmen, and plundered food. Wentu and the soldiers can't bear it, they can't care about the ancestral system, they can't care about the strict orders of the king of the north, and they will kill this group of soldiers who insult the wisdom of the king of the north!"

"Kill!" shouted hundreds of warriors.

This remark, which Wentu learned in books and novels, is called boosting morale, but in fact it is demagoguery, and the military expeditions of all dynasties will have high-sounding reasons, whether it is attributing the enemy's guilt to hurting heaven and reason, or insulting one's own king, it will undoubtedly arouse great indignation among the soldiers.

"Ximu learned that we have transferred tens of thousands of troops, and we have scattered the troops, we are the people of the Northern King, the eagle on the grassland, and we will never bully the small with the big. Tonight, I, Wentu, will only take you, the five hundred warriors who God gave to the North King, to go straight to the Fanwang Mansion and be ashamed of the North King! Warriors, are you afraid?" In the end, Wentu selected five hundred dead soldiers, and decided to put fire on the tip of the ice and fight to the death. First, he made a false appearance to transfer troops, so that the soldiers in Xihe were scattered, and then went straight into an inconspicuous strange army, which was exactly what he said with the power of a needle, stabbing thousands of silks.

"Don't be afraid!" the sound shook the sky.

"There are more than 10,000 enemy troops, we are the gods of soldiers on the grassland, we would rather die than guard the sun in the sky and send troops!"

A cavalry of only 500 men turned their horses around and drove away from the barracks, they had already given their lives for the king of the north, even if they died, no one would be allowed to poison their king.

Wentu is dressed in iron armor, shining and shining, under the battle helmet, his eyes are full of brilliant light, and the short beard under his cheeks and chin can already be blown by the wind, and his posture is majestic!

He turned around and tried to hug Fu Rou.

"No!" Ulan took Fu Rou in his arms like crazy, and glared at Wentu almost angrily, "Are you crazy?" This is her heart and soul baby, it is impossible to let Wentu take him to death, although a thousand persuasions can't stop Wentu, but carrying Fu Rou is equivalent to cutting off a piece of meat from himself!

"Princess Ulan, I have carefully selected five hundred dead soldiers, of course I hope to succeed," Wentu explained at this time, glaring at Ulan with his eyes, "Even if it fails, the king of the north will immediately send troops in the name of killing my warriors to destroy the West River! As long as this is the only way to be stable forever, the southern Xinjiang will be able to conquer the north without any mistakes, and the long Xinjiang will protect the north, so that the southern country will have no chance, and the northern land will be able to quell the chaos in a timely manner, and there will be no more killings in the northern land! If the five hundred warriors are lucky enough to subdue the Ximu with ten thousand soldiers in their hands, the northern king will be famous and will be powerful and will never invade!"

Ulan was already in tears, she was reluctant to write and picture, how could she lose Fu Rou again, and suddenly shouted: "What does this have to do with Fu Rou? No matter what, you are not allowed to take Fu Rou to the west!"

Wentu sighed: "You don't know, there is a saying called life after death, as long as I take Fu Rou, five hundred warriors will know that I have already put my life on the line, do my best, and will think that I am confident, otherwise how can I take my sister to the same expedition? Naturally, there will be no worries, five hundred is fifty thousand!"

Wentu secretly said: More importantly, this operation is not 100% certain, it is possible that the West River may be killed, and the mission will be lost, and then Fu Rou will naturally return to this world safely, and disappearing here will definitely make you miserable and terrifying!

Fu Rou heard the two arguing, and involuntarily reached out to search for Wentu, she was destined to be inseparable from Wentu.

"If you lose, what face do I have to live again......" Ulan saw that Fu Rou in his arms was pulled out by Ventu, and squatted there and muttered to himself.

Wentu memorized Fu Rou and asked, "Fu Rou, this time you are going to war, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, as long as Brother Ventu is here, I'm not afraid of anything!"

Seeing that it was dark, Wentu jumped on the red horse and ran towards the warriors. He didn't dare to look back, not at all.

The first generation of princess Ulan Tuli was difficult to control herself at the moment, and slowly approached Jiangtai, bursting into tears and crying silently: Wentu, Fu Rou......

In the evening of early summer, Wentu led five hundred dead soldiers, shuttling forward, the enemy army only heard that Wentu sent troops ten days later, and there was paralysis in his thoughts, and they were all snooping and waiting for the mighty Western Expeditionary Wang Army, Wentu's troops easily spared the place where the heavy troops of the Xihe tribe were assembled, and arrived a few miles east of the general army tent where Ximu was located.

No one would have expected that a force would crusade against Xihe, with only five hundred people!

"Fu Rou, if my brother is not here, will you miss me?" Wentu asked, but he was already sad as he spoke, he knew what it meant to fail, he would disappear forever, and Fu Rou would never remember himself, and walking into the grave with Fu Rou instantly turned into a cloud of smoke......

"I miss you every day!" Fu Rou said softly, for her, the whole world is indeed only Wentu's brother.

"Okay, come and kiss my brother!" Wentu thought that this was most likely the last time he kissed himself.

Xiao Furou pouted happily, because she was blind, she couldn't find Wentu's face, so Wentu had to put her face up. As soon as she kissed it, she pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "My brother's face smells of sweat!"

Ventuton laughed, and the warriors behind him also snickered, with each tight armor, fastened their headbands, and pulled out their blades from behind their waists, leaned down, raised their heads and glared at the faint light in front of them, which could only be seen in the night, the wrinkles on the foreheads of the warriors were deep, the green tendons on their necks were abrupt, and their hands had condensed with incomparably powerful power......

Wentu immediately tied Fu Rou behind him, covered his ears, and ordered in a low voice: "Warriors, the people in front of you are those who have turned their backs on the North King, they are heinous, and they are innocent of death, we will definitely plant the banner of the North King here and send troops under the protection of the Sun God!"

In an instant, the sound of horses' hooves rushed west......