Haiyan

The north wind was howling outside, and the refugees in ragged clothes huddled together to keep out the cold, and the entire grassland was covered with darkness.

This side is bleeding from the inside, and that side is bleeding from the outside.

It was almost night, the strong wind pulled the white bones on the side of the road, screaming and singing, and the snowflakes were raging all over the sky, floating on the deep path.

The sky was full of navy blue, and the thin round of the moon was buried in the dark clouds, like a huge black net hanging over the grassland.

The entire snow field was still in chaos. Due to the influx of refugees, the originally quiet northern capital fell into a noisy panic. Almost half of the samurai stationed in the city were assigned to resettle the refugees. In fact, even the king's tent guards, who have never been easily dispatched, have come in handy at this moment.

Because he was transferred from the front line by Qin Shuoming, Yin Ping hadn't closed his eyes for nearly three days. At this moment, he followed Qin Shuoming to resettle this group of nearly [-] refugees. The night was really dark, and the cold air beat on the naked On the skin, it was like a knife cut.

"Prince, five people from the seventh, ninth and thirteenth teams have died!"

The warrior reported loudly in the dark, Yin Ping was braving the wind and snow commanding his subordinates, when he heard the report, he just responded loudly: "Move all the dead to the mass graves, and do the same in the future as usual, there is no need to report again."

The samurai was ordered to go on, and there were already refugees around who heard the conversation between the two. They grabbed the sleeves of their companions in panic, and dared not say anything, but they were extremely afraid in their hearts, for fear that they would be the next to die.

The shouts of the commanders and the sound of footsteps echoed from the Shuofang Plain. The refugees all hung their heads down and let the top officials arrange them at will.

Compared with the chaos in the city at the moment, the banks of the Guerqin River are peaceful.

The soldiers of the Han army led by Liang Guoying were all slumped in their tents at the moment. In the battle with Gu Lingjun in the afternoon, the Han army had more than [-] casualties, which was the most among Liang Guoying's men in history. Due to the north at night and the cold climate, many Han people were unable to adapt for a while, so the battles were far less brave than before, and more people died of freezing.

On the other hand, although Yebei's warriors had the upper hand in aura, they suffered a lot of casualties in the face of their opponent's strength.

In the duel between famous generals and famous generals, it is still unknown who will win in the end.

However, just when all the soldiers thought that Gu Lingjun was taking advantage of the polar region to fight back against Liang Guoying, a mysterious guest suddenly appeared in the tent of the Han army.

Everyone knows that Qinghe of Yebei and Liang Guoying of the Western Han Dynasty were under the same school. This great swordsman who had disappeared in the Eastern Continent for nearly ten years suddenly appeared on the battlefield of Gulqin River, which made people wonder. He trembled.

"Who did you say was here?"

Gu Lingjun stood up from the handsome tent in disbelief, his face seemed livid.

The scout said solemnly: "The one who just got disappeared, the one who came was the great swordsman Yan Jidao, who has already entered the camp of the Han army, general, this..."

The cold chill instantly chilled the hands and feet of the general who has never been afraid of everything, not because he was so afraid of Yan Jidao, but because if this person united with Liang Guoying, then the battle of Gulqinhe would be impossible. He is sure to lose.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Lingjun ordered: "Send someone to General Qinghe to come over in person. I don't believe that Liang Guoying is his student. Isn't Qinghe the same?"

When the scout ordered the horse to leave, a long arrow suddenly shot from the darkness and pierced him three inches below the throat.

For a moment, the entire camp was in chaos, and the flames soared into the sky in an instant, shining bright red on the blood on the ground.

"Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack! Come on, get ready to fight!"

The sound of horns and drums mixed with the sound of messy horseshoes rang through the night instantly. Before Gu Lingjun even had time to put on his cloak, he picked up the Dragon Sparrow Knife on the wooden sandalwood and clasped it in his hand, before rushing out towards the chaos outside. .

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It was very windy and cold outside, and the night sky was as black as ink and gloomy.

It was not until a long time after walking out that Chang Sheng heaved a sigh of relief.

Under the dark night, two big black horses stopped in front of them and waited restlessly. The wind lifted the hood off the boy's head, revealing the familiar and handsome face.

"The horse is waiting in front, Ah Tie, you must send Li Su back to the Western Han Dynasty safely. I have brought enough food and money for you. You must pass the Qilian Mountains before Yinshi."

Ah Tie nodded heavily, and said, "Prince, don't worry, I will definitely send the proton back safely."

Chang Sheng looked at Li Su and said, "Go quickly, otherwise if they find out later, you really won't be able to leave."

Li Su's eyes were as black as ink, hiding in the dark night, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Chang Sheng stretched out his hand and tugged at his sleeve, then pushed it towards the horse, and said, "Hurry up, no matter how serious your injury is, you have to endure it. I'll bring you medicine, and you can wait until you pass the Qilian Mountains." Get off the horse and rest, there is still a corresponding carriage, as long as you get on the carriage, you will be safe, and it will not be too late to heal your injuries."

Li Su was pushed by Chang Sheng, and the multiple wounds on his body opened again, but the boy didn't feel any pain.

Suddenly, he turned around and hugged Chang Sheng in his arms.

Chang Sheng was stunned for a moment, his hands still resting in the air in a daze, and there was a faint smell of blood coming from the tip of his nose.

Li Su buried his head in his neck, and after a long time, the two of them separated slightly, and said in a deep voice, "I will definitely live, and you are not allowed to die!"

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Chang Sheng's wrist, and on that slender wrist was the gift he gave on Chang Sheng's birthday: "You asked me what the words on it meant before, and I told you it was Chang Sheng... ..not Changsheng's Sheng, but Sheng... I don't know when I will see you again after I leave, but Changsheng, you must take this thing I gave you. One day, I will Will come back for you."

After all, as if the wind was blowing under his feet, the young man turned over and jumped onto the horse's back. He didn't look like he was seriously injured at all. Ah Tie bid farewell to Changsheng, and there was a sound of horse honking, and the two big horses quickly swung their hooves, flying Run into the depths of the night.

Li Su turned his head, and saw that short figure standing quietly in the cold wind - so thin, so emaciated.

At this moment, a series of noisy horseshoes sounded from behind, Chang Sheng turned his head, and saw a horse team of five or six people rushing towards this side, he was startled——

Everything is found.

"Proton, speed up the horse a bit more, the people in the prison probably have already found out, we have to hurry up."

Li Su still turned his head to look, Ah Tie said anxiously: "There can be no further delay, the prince is the son of the majesty, they must not dare to do anything to him, if you are caught again, all the efforts of the prince will be in vain! "

Under the dark night, Li Su clenched his fists tightly. He knew what Ah Tie said was right, so he didn't want to miss it any more. He flicked his horsewhip and galloped towards the Qilian Mountains enduring the serious injuries all over his body.

Seeing that the chasing team was getting closer, Chang Sheng stood quietly on the spot, his eyes very cold.

The leader was the warrior who stopped them in the prison just now. Seeing Chang Sheng standing alone, the warrior didn't dismount, but just sat on the horse and said loudly: "Have you ever seen the proton pass by here?"

Everyone knew that this was an outspoken question, but they couldn't help but make a superficial effort. Changsheng pretended to be surprised, opened his eyes wide, and asked, "Isn't the proton locked up in a prison? Why did he pass by here? My lord is not patrolling the prison so late, what are you doing here?"

The warrior was very displeased, but he didn't dare to lose his temper, so he could only say: "My subordinate just went to the prison to investigate and found that someone pretended to be a proton and was imprisoned in prison. The proton has already escaped, and my subordinate is leading people to chase him .”

Chang Sheng pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Oh, is that so? But how did your lord know that Proton ran over here, I stayed here all the time, and never saw anyone coming over."

The samurai said: "Since the prince didn't see it, that's all. But the night is dark and windy. Now the northern capital is not what it used to be. There are refugees everywhere. The prince's two entourages are not around. Hope you can do it yourself!"

When it came to the end, the samurai was almost cold-faced, Chang Sheng raised his eyebrows and nodded, and saw the person on the opposite side pulled the rein of the horse without stopping, and chased straight ahead quickly.

Chang Sheng turned his head to look at the dark shadow in the distance. Night Breeze blurred his eyes, and the blizzard hit his face. Whether it was a blessing or a curse, life or death, Li Su's life depended entirely on God's will.

A faint sound of a trumpet suddenly came from a distant city, followed by a huge blasting sound, which made the whole earth tremble slightly.

In an instant, flames blazed everywhere, shouts rolled in like a tide, and the goshawk banner rolled over huge waves under the night, revealing the sharp cold light on its claws.

"Battle report ahead, three quarters ago, General Gu Lingjun died on the bank of the Gurqin River. The Han army broke through the Tianjing Pass at this moment. 15 troops, led by Liang Guoying, are coming towards the northern capital!"

The scouts held up the battle report in their hands to report to the two Khan Kings on the Jiuyi High Platform.

For a moment, Gu Lingjun's death caused an uproar in the entire army.

At this moment, the night was as dark as ink, and Liang Guoying actually chose to fight the grassland at this moment.

Fear enveloped the entire grassland, Liang Guoying had already led his troops to attack before the refugees in the northern capital had been resettled, and the majesty hurried to the Jiuyi High Platform to take over the power in the hands of King Xuyao ​​Khan.

The presence of the monarch in person immediately boosted the morale of the warriors stationed there.

Fighting at night is unique for prairie warriors. However, the enemy has already forced the door, but they can't help but step up their defenses.

The whole sky over Yebei is as if the strings on the bow are tightly stretched. Liang Guoying and Gu Lingjun are both famous generals in the world, but in the end Gu Lingjun still died under Liang Guoying's knife——

It's not that Liang Guoying is stronger than Gu Lingjun, it's just that sometimes, the heaven favors the general of the Han Dynasty more than the warrior of Yebei.

Just like Yan Jidao's sudden arrival, it cannot be said that it was not God's will.

Without the leadership of General Gu, the leaderless Yebei warriors were instantly like a piece of loose sand, allowing the Han army to pursue them. After a while, the army approached Tianjingguan, heading straight for the heart of the grassland.

At this moment, Changsheng was ready to go back to the prison to rescue Dahu again, but he was one step too late. According to the word from the guard guarding the gate, just now, the second prince had brought Dahu to the Jiuyi high platform.

Li Su had already left, why did Yin Ping take Du Hu to the Jiuyi High Platform?

Great fear filled Chang Sheng's heart, and he ran towards the brightly lit tent as if he had gone mad.

He wanted to borrow a horse, but the land was in chaos at the moment, and there were people running around everywhere. The warriors ignored the panic of the victims at this time, and were called to guard the northern capital outside the city gate. The crowd was crowded, and the darkness It's hard to see who's who. Many nobles' tents were smashed by refugees. The women screamed and screamed in horror. Wherever there were people, there was chaos and chaos.

Chang Sheng wanted to go back, but was quickly dispersed by the victims. Under the darkness, an unknown number of people were trampled under their feet and turned into corpses. The news that the Han army was approaching exploded among the crowd, causing panic everywhere in the entire northern capital. .

The cries of babies, the yelling of men, and the sounds of wrestling limbs filled the air. Changsheng was mixed in the crowd. Like other victims, they were helpless and terrified.

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted his name loudly. Chang Sheng was too short and couldn't see his face clearly in the dark. He knew it was the voice of Attu, a slave in the tent. Chang Sheng tried to jump up from the ground. , waved hard, and responded loudly.

However, the surroundings were too chaotic, and his voice was quickly annihilated. After shouting for a long time, but no one responded, he ran to another place to start searching.

At this moment, the steps of the crowd began to move regularly towards the southern border, and Chang Sheng was too crowded to go back, so he could only follow the footsteps of the crowd to get farther and farther away from the king's tent.

He couldn't help but want to cry, he didn't know whether it was fear or fear or helplessness.

This feeling was only experienced when Li Su was poisoned by the snake and lay in his arms.

However, he is no longer with him now.

In the dark night, how many people have died in other places, how many bones have been buried, and how many dead souls have wandered here.

Many years later, when the teenagers gradually grow up, the moment they meet again, whether it is joy or sadness, hatred or remorse, will spread or fade away with time.

The seeds of hatred are deeply covered up at this moment.

Fate is often like this, if you are a little careless, you will fall into the vortex it has carefully arranged, and people have nowhere to escape.

Yin time is gradually approaching, the originally pitch-black sky slowly fades to blue-grey, the army of the Han Dynasty has invaded Philadelphia with all its strength, and the soldiers who have fought bloody all night seem to be getting more and more courageous, completely tireless.

Wherever he went, there were flames and blood everywhere.