When the lights were on, it was time for them to set off. Xu Qingmo tightened the nine-section whip tied around his waist and looked ahead coldly. Perhaps it was because God felt that their departure was not tragic enough. It was still at dawn. It snowed heavily.
Xu Qingmo patted the horse's back, lowered his head and whispered in its ear: "Xu Yu, you must run forward without stopping, I only have you!"
Xu Qingmo raised the riding whip in her hand high, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye. What she didn't say was that this was a desperate counterattack, either a complete victory or the entire army was annihilated!
Putting yourself to death and surviving is her fighting style!
She is good at gambling and has never lost!
"Let's go!" As soon as he lowered his hand, the horses galloped away, and the soldiers behind them followed without hesitation. The only word left in their hearts was the bloody word "revenge."
Xu Qingmo personally led a team of elite troops along the winding path.
The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and the road was also blocked. The snow almost reached their waists, and every step was difficult. Xu Qingmo and Qu Lian walked in the front, without any hesitation from beginning to end. They climbed over the mountains and ridges, Standing high on the top of the mountain, looking at their main city not far away, his eyes gradually became firmer.
"General, look over there, that's their main city!" Qu Lian looked at Xu Qingmo and pointed at the house not far away.
Xu Qingmo nodded, and then took out a map from his arms: "Everyone takes a look at it, and then writes down the red route I marked. Walking all the way along this road is where they imprisoned Yalegesheng. This is where Princess Zhaoyang is imprisoned!"
When Qu Lian saw the map, she was a little surprised: "General, how come you have such a map?"
"If I don't even have these preparations, how can I dare to launch such a counterattack?" Xu Qingmo laughed, "Then let's wait, wait well."
The snow was falling heavily, and it didn't take long for the snowflakes to accumulate on their bodies. Some people were already cold enough to stamp their feet but were afraid of being discovered, so they could only hide behind rocks and rub their hands secretly.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was getting brighter and brighter. Xu Qingmo stood there motionless. If her chest wasn't still heaving, they would have suspected that he had died!
They didn't know what Xu Qingmo was waiting for, and they didn't know how to ask. They endured the cold without complaining and waited with her.
The only thing they care about is not themselves, but the horses around them. Most of their horses are not that cold-resistant and are far inferior to the horses of the northern Xinjiang people, so they use the best fur and the best cotton to keep the horses warm. It’s just that no matter how warm you are, you can’t stand to stay in the snow for several hours.
Sure enough, one horse almost slipped off because the soles of its feet slipped.
Qu Lian was a little anxious. Her hair, eyebrows and eyelashes were all covered with snow and frost: "General, how long do we have to wait? I'm afraid the horse won't be able to hold on anymore!"
Xu Qingmo glanced at Xiyu beside him, then touched his back: "Wait a minute!"
As time passed, everyone became more and more impatient, but because of trust, no one made any strange movements. They just stood in the snow, waiting for you at every turn.
Until a wisp of smoke went straight up, Xu Qingmo quickly got on his horse and said, "Follow me! Enter the city!"
Xu Qingmo's order was loud and clear. Without any hesitation, everyone got on their horses and headed straight for the north gate of the main city along an unsmooth path.
The north gate is the back gate of the main city. There are not many guards there and it is where most civilians live.
Xu Qingmo was too impressed by this place. She also broke open the north gate and rushed into the main city full of civilians. Wherever the horses' hooves passed, there were screams. Women and children were running around, and some were being killed. Some were scattered, and some were trampled to death by horses' hooves.
But even so, she did not stop. She was not willing to hurt anyone, but she wanted to protect the people of Da Zhou, the soldiers who followed her and the Xu family, and did her best to allow them to Return safely to their own homes.
The moment the North Gate was rushed open, it was just like in her memory. Everyone was shouting and running for their lives. They were fighting in the crowd, hacking to death the Northern Xinjiang soldiers who rushed up one after another.
Blood splashed on her face, and in front of her was the frightened face of a child. Xu Qingmo hesitated for a moment, but just for this moment of hesitation, the child, who looked only twelve or thirteen years old, raised a big knife and waved it towards her head. Come over.
"General!" Qu Lian threw the knife in his hand and stabbed the child in the heart.
He fell to the ground in disbelief.
After this moment of hesitation, Xu Qingmo's eyes became firmer.
"Everyone, don't be allowed to fight. Follow the original route and keep your mission in mind!" Xu Qingmo scolded, tightened the reins in his hands, and the heavy rain under him rushed away.
In his previous life, he sacrificed a lot of meticulous work in exchange for such a map of the main city of Northern Xinjiang. This map was like a totem, deeply engraved in Xu Qingmo's memory.
It's just that in the previous life, by the time Xu Qingmo found this place, Yale Gesheng was already dead, and Princess Zhengyang had become a slave kneeling at Yele Qimang's feet and licking her. But now, with the help of Korzi, She used the fastest speed to find the place where Yale Qisheng was imprisoned.
Yelu Qimang strangled all the secret works that Yelu Gesheng had placed in the capital. Although in a certain respect, Dazhou was the one who gained in the end, but among those who were hanged were Korzi's original close friends.
Korqi rebelled, firstly for Xu Qingmo's life-saving grace, and secondly for the future of Northern Xinjiang.
Yale Qimang is a reckless man without a brain. If Northern Xinjiang finally falls into his hands, then Northern Xinjiang will only fall into the hands of his mother. By then, the Sanger tribe will be the largest family, and then the Yale family, will become a puppet.
This is what the old king of Northern Xinjiang expected, so he will pay more attention to the eldest prince Yergesheng whose mother's family is not very powerful. Without the support of his mother's family, although it is difficult, it is the only way to achieve the goal of single-mindedness. Work hard for the prosperity of the Yale family.
It's just that the old king thought of many things, but he never expected that he was actually ill, and he fell ill at this most critical time. Although many people felt that his illness was too sudden, as if it was a conspiracy. , but there is no evidence. Even if you know that this matter is very strange, you can't do anything about it.
