The snow was heavy and the beacon fire was even more vigorous.

Wen Qingzhu stood on the stage and watched the beacon fire continue to spread to the west.

Looking back to the east, the trumpet sounded.

After waiting anxiously for a moment, a messenger was approaching them.

"Battle report! Battle report! Zhao Lin led 100,000 Zhao family troops to mutiny, and the Lu family army was in danger! ”

"Quick! Go and send the message! The veteran turned his head and shouted at the recruit.

The recruits who came to their senses hurriedly put on their helmets and began to run wildly towards the next beacon.

Wen Qingzhu looked at the direction of Yonghe Pass, and couldn't help but say, "How can this be?" Zhao Lin actually led an army of 100,000 to mutiny at this time? ”

"Are you going to Yongheguan?" Mr. Wu walked out of the stage, his hands shrunk together more and more.

Looking up at the sky, the wind is really getting stronger.

Before she could reply, the messengers from the west rushed over.

"Urgent war report! Urgent war report! Fu Jiajun lured the enemy army and has already left Shuangfeng Mountain! ”

The recruits, who had just sat down, got up again and hurried to the next beacon.

Wen Qingzhu didn't hesitate and wanted to leave directly, but was stopped by Mr. Wu: "You have to remember!" It's all about you staying alive! ”

"Hmm!" Wen Qingzhu nodded, took Beidou out of the pass, and rode to the depths of the grassland.

When Wen Qingzhu turned around, the veteran who had been beside him saw the hem of her clothes flying, and a paper figure was clinging to her clothes.

He rubbed his eyes, as if he noticed the paper figure shrinking inside.

"Sir, the one you saw on Lord Wen just now—"

Before the old soldier could finish his words, Mr. Wu restrained his smile and said to him word by word: "You have to remember that you didn't see anything just now." ”

The old gentleman in front of him was clearly kind, but at this moment, the old soldier saw a chill in his eyes.

Hurriedly nodded, Mr. Wu's expression relaxed, he walked inside, and directly found half a jar of wine from the corner.

The veteran who followed up was a little embarrassed, and was about to explain, when he heard Mr. Wu's tired voice: "This wine will be given to me, how about I calculate a hexagram for you?" ”

Seeing Mr. Wu, the veteran sat down directly, poured a bowl of wine out, and then drank it to himself.

After a long time, the old gentleman looked up, and his voice became weaker and weaker: "Hurry up, I don't have much time." ”

"Sir, you ......," the veteran noticed that Mr. Wu's complexion had deteriorated visibly.

"Hurry up!" Mr. Wu knew that his hour was near, and urged the veteran again.

After panicking for a few moments, the veteran hurriedly poured hot water and handed it to Mr. Wu, and found him sitting on a chair, only his eyelids moving.

"Hurry up." Mr. Wu clearly felt that his life was passing.

Thinking back to his journey, Wen Qingzhu's trust in him made him feel satisfied.

Compared with Wen Qingzhu's persistence, he actually likes Pei Zhixuan's transparency, but unfortunately, he is afraid that he will not be able to see that girl.

The veteran looked outside, and the heavy snow seemed to be mixed with the shouts of countless soldiers' souls.

As soon as his heart moved, the veteran said: "Then the old gentleman will calculate for me, when will the war end?" ”

Mr. Wu was stunned, and looked at the veteran and turned his face, which was covered with wind and frost, and the folds on his face were layer by layer, and it could be seen that he had been stationed here for many years.

Slowly pinching his fingertips, Mr. Wu felt as if his life was slowly gathering.

After a stick of incense, he slowly replied: "Summer, when summer comes, the war here will end......

"Really?" The veteran was a little excited, but he didn't feel right about the music, "We can end here, so where will there be a war?" ”

Mr. Wu moved his mouth, and his voice was barely audible: "Another war is already brewing, you won't ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the old gentleman's lips stopped, his eyelids slowly closed, and the hand on the table slid down.

The veteran hurriedly went over to support Mr. Wu, and kept shouting, "Sir! Mr. ......"

Above the steppe.

Wen Qingzhu quickly found the mark left by Fu Lie, and she rushed forward desperately, praying in her heart.

In the cold wind, her hat was blown off, and the rough snow struck her face painfully, and soon her face was all red.

But she didn't bother to tidy up, and put on a cloak to cover her face.

Not only did he run for a long time, but the horses under him were almost unable to hold on, and their speed was getting slower and slower.

Finally, when the horse's hooves stepped on a puddle, the horse and the man fell forward.

Beidou, who was following next to him, quickly made a move and rolled her to the ground to avoid injury.

After stopping, Beidou put Wen Qingzhu away, took the kettle and handed it to her, turned his head and silently went to lead the horse to feed water and grass.

Wen Qingzhu looked ahead in a daze, tears falling continuously.

At this time, how much she hoped that she could help Fu Lie, and hoped that she was also a general who could fight well, so that she would not drag Fu Lie back.

"Wei Zhi ......" Wen Qingzhu supported the ground with one hand, wiped away his tears with the other, and stood up.

Beidou gestured to her: Wait! The horses have not yet eaten and drunk.

Wen Qingzhu walked over and helped him feed the horses together.

There seemed to be a scream ahead, Wen Qingzhu and Beidou glanced at each other, hurriedly got on their horses, and took refuge in the hills to the west.

It didn't take long for several horses to appear in front of them, each with at least two people sitting on them. Worry-free Literature Network

The group didn't bring a lot of luggage and wore shabby leather jackets.

What Wen Qingzhu cared about the most was that most of them were injured, and there were bright and dark blood stains on their bodies, looking like refugees on the run.

"Quick! Front! We're safe in front of us! ”

The man at the head of the group pointed to the front and shouted, his tone full of fear and panic, as if there was a man-eating demon behind him.

Wen Qingzhu involuntarily stood up and looked at the people who were getting closer and closer.

The people who were running all the way also spotted her, and hurriedly raised their hands to make everyone stop.

Not hiding, Wen Qingzhu walked out directly and shouted in Xiongnu dialect: "Little Er!" ”

As soon as this voice appeared, the leading man cried with joy and rushed over uncontrollably.

The people behind him seemed to be afraid and did not rush over immediately.

Stopping in front of Wen Qingzhu, Xiao Er turned over and dismounted, and when he saw Wen Qingzhu's appearance, he subconsciously took a step back.

"You, who are you? You're not a little water adult! ”

Wen Qingzhu touched his face and said in the voice of Xiao Shui before: "I am Xiao Shui, but that's just one of my identities." ”

Looking at the injuries on his body, as well as his sunken eye sockets and haggard face, Wen Qingzhu took out a bottle of medicine from his arms: "This treatment is very useful, can you tell me why you ran to the border of Qi State?" ”

Xiao Er saw the familiar medicine bottle, as well as this familiar voice, although her appearance was completely different, but her expression, her figure, and the little water in her heart were exactly the same!

Looking back at the injured family and relatives, Xiao Er finally couldn't help but kneel down, and excitedly began to talk about the things on the other side of Aquila City.

"It was probably last night that the Qi army suddenly appeared in Sky Eagle City, and they directly held Lord Wu Zhu hostage, all the way out of the city, and no one could stop them!

We, ordinary people, had to flee for our lives, but fortunately, the Qi army did not massacre us. But - the second prince suddenly appeared without knowing what was going on and forcibly arrested people to join the war! ”

When Xiao Er said this, tears couldn't stop flowing down, and his expression became more and more frightened: "The second prince is no longer the second prince of the past, if anyone doesn't obey his fate, he will be killed on the spot!" We got the guidance of the kobold and fled here. ”

"Doghead? Is there something going on in the Horai Territory? Wen Qingzhu remembered very well that the plough took advantage of the time when He Lai was pinned down and occupied He Lai's territory.

Later, Ah Luche was killed, and then the territory of Holai should be reoccupied by Goutou and Gianda.

As if thinking of something terrible, Xiao Er grabbed his arm: "Yes! Amos is in collusion with a very strange group of people, I feel that they should be Qi people, wantonly killing people, robbing all kinds of supplies and women! It's like a savage Rouran! ”

"It's all right! Run south! If you can go to Shuangfeng Mountain, as long as you don't want to kill people, the Qi army will not do anything to you. ”

Wen Qingzhu helped Xiao Er up and pointed them in the direction.

He looked at Wen Qingzhu in a daze, and struggled for a long time before asking: "Great, is the adult from Qi State?" ”

"Well, I'm sorry, I lied to you before." Wen Qingzhu's expression was very sincere, and there was no hypocrisy.

Xiao Er waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no!" I know! Qi people don't have to be bad people! Lord Lu is also a Qi person! He's going to help us fight the army—"

Speaking of this, Xiao Er hurriedly covered his mouth again, which didn't seem to be good.

Wen Qingzhu didn't mind, he told him some things, and taught him some common Central Plains dialect, so he sent them away.

Looking back in the direction of Sky Eagle City, Wen Qingzhu remembered Xiao Er's words.

An army of Qi came out of Aquila City.

She remembered that Fu Lie seemed to have left Cui Li on the side of Aquila City, and he was almost recognized, but later Pei Zhixuan saved him.

The chaos in Sky Eagle City, and the people led by Cui Li are as powerful as bamboos, indicating that there are not many people left in Sky Eagle City.

Or, in other words, Aquila is an empty city.

"Let's go! Go to Aquila City! Wen Qingzhu can turn over and get on the horse.

According to the mark left by Fu Lie, he was not forced to lure the enemy deep into the grassland at all, but he left an ambush on the side of Sky Eagle City.

Slowly, the corpses of the Huns began to appear along the road.

Outside, there are the corpses of ordinary herdsmen, and scattered cattle and sheep can occasionally be seen on the grassland, giving priority to the turf next to the corpses.

Everything in front of him was covered with a thin layer of snow, and in the direction of the leeward, a few dead faces occasionally appeared, some of them teenagers.

The further you go, the more corpses there are, and Fu Jiajun's corpse slowly appears in it.

There was a bleak and cold silence everywhere, and when a goshawk flew overhead, the shouts were so fierce and long that the hearts of the people trembled uncontrollably.

Even Beidou, who no longer cares about foreign affairs, after seeing so many corpses for two hours in a row, the expression on his face began to change a little.

He was upset.

Of all the animal corpses I've seen in my life, there are not as many human corpses as there are in front of me.

An invisible pressure is blocked in people's hearts.

Wen Qingzhu strained his face, trying not to let his emotions leak out.

Until she saw one of Fu Lie's personal soldiers in the pile of corpses.

She hurriedly ran over and looked at the body in reverse, only to see that he had several sword wounds on his body, the most fatal being a stab in the left neck.

Where he was lying, blood stained the snow with a shocking dark red.

Wen Qingzhu stretched out his hand and closed the eyes of his own soldiers, turned his head and let Beidou dig a pit.

Then he took off his helmet, and only then did he bury the man in it.

Along the way, Wen Qingzhu's horses wore more and more helmets, until they met a group of ploughers.

When he saw her, the leading plough subconsciously wanted to turn the horse's head.

It wasn't until he saw Beidou beside Wen Qingzhu that he beckoned his subordinates to stop, but he didn't come over immediately.

Wen Qingzhu looked at them and quickly realized that the plough seemed to be afraid of something.