No snow tonight.
On the endless pitch-black snowfield, the endless bonfires in the white tents were dotted like stars, and the heat and light from the fireworks warmed everything around them.
There is no day or night in the extremely dark place, but it is necessary to ensure that the soldiers get enough rest to maintain their fighting strength.
The specially made snow-proof tents were tightly fitted, blocking out the freezing cold of the extremely dark place. There was silence among the large group of tents, with only the sounds of the night watch soldiers crunching on the snow and the faint sounds of conversation.
suddenly,
The silence under the sky was broken by a ray of light that broke through the sky.
The sonic boom caused by the piercing sky was in the distant sky, but when it arrived at the Beifeng Camp, the escaping light gradually slowed down, and finally came to the sky above the camp quietly.
The visitor was middle-aged, dressed in a purple official uniform, and had an unabashed aura that was extremely strong.
Grandmaster.
The reaction in the Beifeng camp was very fast. In almost an instant, two strong men with even more unfathomable auras rose up from the air and blocked the visitor.
One male and one female.
The man was dressed in a rich brocade robe, with a hooked nose, and his eyes looked very gloomy.
The woman's face is ordinary, but the complicated palace skirt that shows off her shoulders is swaying in a way that cannot be concealed.
Two Yuanchu.
However, even though he was at the beginning of his cultivation, facing this visitor, the hook-nosed man behaved quite politely and bowed his hands:
"Money and food trough."
Qian Liangtai chuckled and returned the gift with his hand:
"Mr. Liu, Miss Wang, I have something important to inform the Marquis."
As someone with a rare cultivation level in the army, they may not have close friendships with each other in private, but they at least know their names after having been north for several months.
The woman on the other side glanced at Qian Caoliang and hesitated slightly:
"I remember that the baggage for this ten-day period was escorted by Mr. Niancao three days ago. The next escort date should be some days away. I wonder what can make Mr. Niancao come in person?"
The barbarian holy city was so empty due to the main force being used up. When it was captured, a large amount of supplies stored in the holy city had not had time to be destroyed.
Excluding the barbarians' unscrupulous reserves of flesh and blood, there were also mountains of all kinds of winter grain and grass.
This also became the basis for Marquis Wu Cheng to continue to send his troops north to eradicate the weeds, and the barbarian holy city also directly served as a transit station for grain and grass, and a large amount of baggage was stored there.
The main force traveled thousands of miles with light equipment, while the grain and grass were continuously escorted to the front line by high-ranking grain trough officers through Xumijie.
Qian Liangtai looked back at the south from a distance, and a flash of lingering fear flashed through his heart:
"It concerns Your Highness, so I have to come."
"Your Highness?"
The two Yuanchu looked at each other, with a trace of doubt in their eyes.
There are many people in the world who can be called Your Highness, but in this context, the only one who can be called Your Highness is Princess Wu Yuan.
But the question is, should Princess Wuyuan be entangled with the main barbarian forces in Dayan at this time?
The two of them looked at the money and food trough wearing purple official robes, waiting for the other party's next words.
However, Qian Liangtai had no intention of explaining, and just looked at them with a smile.
After looking at each other for a moment, the hook-nosed man roughly understood what the other person meant.
The Yuanchu strongman has successfully entered the real noble class of the Great Yan Dynasty, but some things are not just about cultivation.
Cultivation is a symbol of status, but some identities are beyond the reach of cultivation.
They are not qualified.
"call"
Exhaling a breath of white mist, the hook-nosed man sighed with a sigh in his sunken eye sockets, and then turned sideways and saluted:
"In that case, please invite the money and grain trough. The Marquis should be reading in the main account at this time."
As soon as the words fell, the three of them stopped talking and flew towards the center of the camp together.
However, when the man with the hooked nose and the woman in the palace skirt arrived at the coach's camp, they had no intention of going in together.
Now that the army is preparing for war, as the two strong men on duty, they need to patrol the surroundings of the camp continuously to prevent the barbarians from raiding.
Although the barbarians were no longer in power at this time, there was no small matter in the army.
Back then, His Highness Wu Yuan had defeated a barbarian tribe with tens of thousands of soldiers by using a thousand soul-condensing elites to defeat them at Jiulong Mountain.
An inadvertent surprise attack may cause the army to roar, thus forming a chain rout.
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Standing outside the coach's tent, Qian Liangtai watched the two Yuanchu disappear from sight before slowly retracting his gaze, straightening his official robes, and bowed solemnly:
"Qian Yushu, I have something to ask you to see the Marquis."
The commander's camp was large and magnificent, but it was not guarded by any soldiers.
For Marquis Wu Cheng, the soldiers guarding the gate were basically decorations, a kind of face-saving project.
If it is not necessary, then abolish it.
A few breaths after the words fell, a slightly older voice came out calmly and calmly:
"come in."
The money trough adjusted his official robe again, stretched out his hand to open the curtain, and walked in slowly.
Since they were on the run, the furnishings in the coach's camp were very simple.
There were no complicated sand table formations, only a simple marching map spread out on a round table in the middle.
Looking carefully, there are some military secrets written on the map. They are the hiding places of the barbarians that have been discovered recently, as well as the approximate number.
Other than that, the only other furnishing in the tent was the short banquet table with a dragon carved on it at the end of the tent.
This was something given to Marquis Wu Cheng by the Holy One, and it has been used by him for decades, and he always carries it with him during his military journey.
He didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at the armored old man sitting cross-legged behind the banquet table. He walked closer with lowered eyes, bowed his head to the ground, and spoke simply and clearly without any nonsense:
"Master Marquis, His Highness Wu Yuan arrived at the Barbarian Holy City four days ago."
"Qing Yan... came to the darkest place?"
A murmur came, and then the money trough with lowered eyes heard the rustle of books being placed on the table. Wu Chenghou's slightly old voice was full of thoughtfulness:
"Is this matter related to the source of Qi fluctuations that was reported ten years ago?"
Qian Liangtai hesitated slightly and said:
"I don't know, but with His Highness comes the Sainted Barbarian King."
Before the words fell,
There was a sudden chill in the camp, and the bright lights flickered on and off.
Seeing this, the voice of the money and grain trough immediately accelerated a little, not daring to tell the truth:
"But he has been killed by His Highness in a military formation, but His Highness seems to be seriously injured, and the three battalions in the Barbarian Holy City are no longer capable of fighting."
The Mingwen lamp returned to normal, Wu Chenghou did not reply immediately, and the sound of fingertips tapping on the desk echoed in the tent.
"Tuk-tuk. Tuk-tuk."
Count interest,
There was a hint of hesitation in Wu Chenghou's voice:
"You mean, Qing Yan killed the saint with an army of ten thousand people?"
"yes."
"."
For a moment, there was silence in the main tent.
A long while.
"good."
Wu Chenghou seemed to have finally digested this information, breathing with a hint of a faint smile, Cang Qiu said vigorously:
"Yes, yes! This girl Qingyan is very good! Once the Barbarian King is eliminated, all the rest will be like chickens and dogs.
"It seems that our soldiers can go back early."
As he spoke, Wu Chenghou paused for a moment, and his voice slowed down a lot:
"In other words, you came here to ask for help?"
He left half of the Northern Feng army in the barbarian holy city because there was a large amount of baggage stored in the barbarian holy city. Once it was lost, the nearly 100,000 Northern Feng army that penetrated deep into the enemy's territory would directly run out of food.
A hundred thousand troops ran out of food in a dark place thousands of miles away from Dayan.
Qian Liangtai felt relieved and quickly replied:
"This is just one of them. In addition, there is another matter that needs to be decided by you, Lord Marquis."
"Oh? Say."
"His Highness has brought back a mortal who can defeat the saint. The Barbarian King is His Highness and he will kill the powerful man together, and"
Speaking of this, Qian Liangtai suddenly realized that he couldn't go on.
His Highness's private matters were not something they could discuss, let alone in front of the Marquis who had watched His Highness grow up.
However, unexpectedly, Wu Chenghou's voice did not contain much anger. Instead, he followed his words and said:
"And, this metamorphosis has a close relationship with Qing Yan?"
Qian Liangtong secretly scolded himself for talking too much, but at this moment he could only bite the bullet and said:
"Yes, that Shaofan used His Highness's personal belongings."
"Do not be nervous."
Wu Chenghou's voice was calm and thoughtful: "With Qing Yan's temperament, since he agreed to the marriage contract between the Holy Lord and the old thief's third son, it is unlikely that he will break the contract."
After hearing this, Qian Liangtai subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at Wu Chenghou behind the desk, but saw that there was no trace of anger on his wrinkled face, but a trace of curiosity.
When he saw Qian Liangtai's gaze, Wu Chenghou breathed a sigh of relief:
"Now that you've said that, Yushu, I'm a little curious about that Shaofan."
Saying,
Wu Chenghou thought for a while and slowly stood up from the futon behind the short-legged dragon table. His voice was filled with Yuanqi and echoed:
"Mu Ziqing, pass on my military order to the First Zhenwu Camp and Xuanji Camp to start firing, and follow me to the south to the Holy City immediately."
In the barbarian holy city, the wings are silent.
"well"
A sigh.
Sitting on the unusually large stone couch, Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and stared at his palms.
Clench, loosen, clench again, loosen again.
Feeling the feeling of weakness and weakness filling his whole body, he sighed.
His power is gone
Although he was well prepared, after experiencing the power of metamorphosis, the weakness of returning to the realm of soul condensation made him a little frustrated.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly, Li Qingyan's voice came faintly from the other side of the wing: "I've been sighing for half an hour. If I have the time, I can stabilize my state as soon as possible."
Xu Yuan clicked his lips and subconsciously looked back in the direction of the sound, but everything he saw was pitch black.
The sight and sound that were originally perfectly visible, now can't even see her outline clearly without using the technique.
"well"
He sighed again.
After losing his mortal body and returning to his condensed soul, he desperately longed for the nearly unrivaled power he once had.
It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
At least,
It’s okay to let him go back to Beijing and beat Xu Changge for revenge before losing him.
thinking,
"well"
"." Li Qingyan.
In less than half an hour, I sighed hundreds of times.
Even Li Qingyan's cultivation was somewhat unable to withstand the resentment that was so strong in this dead man that it was about to overflow.
Taking a deep breath, Li Qingyan slowly stood up and walked straight out of the house.
The lotus boots tread softly on the ground, almost silently.
It wasn't until the wooden door squeaked that Xu Yuan realized that the woman beside him had left, and subconsciously said:
"Where are you going?"
"Breathable."
Li Qingyan stood at the door and looked back, snorting softly: "If you don't go out, I will be filled with resentment from someone."
"."
Hearing this, Xu Yuan's eyes lit up with blood flames. He took in the surrounding environment and slowly stood up:
"I'll accompany you."
"If you sigh and disturb me again, don't blame me for being rude."
Under her fierce gaze, Xu Yuan was forced to start sorting out his lost mood.
And soon, he discovered to his joy that his body was much stronger than before.
From the perspective of a soul condensing powerhouse.
The energy reserves in his body have increased by half, and his foundation is solid. If there were numerical values in this world, he would be at least twice as strong now as he was before.
Moreover, he can still use his spiritual vision as a half-White Walker.
It's just that this thing consumes a lot of energy, and with his current level of cultivation, he simply can't last long.
Now if he were to face the fourth-level fusion cultivator of the Military Formation, it would be basically impossible for him to lose, and the cultivator of the Qi Dao might also be able to fight.
While thinking about it, Xu Yuan felt slightly better, walked slowly to Li Qingyan, and said softly:
"Let's go."
Li Qingyan pursed his lips, looked at his cheeks that were no longer marked with markings, and suddenly comforted him in a low voice:
"Actually, with your talent, Changtian, it's only a matter of time before you can reach mortal transformation. Maybe twenty years later."
"Twenty years?"
"Well, only twenty."
"well"
"." Li Qingyan.
Clenching his fists, Li Qingyan squeezed out a sentence through his teeth:
"Xu Changtian, if you dare to sigh again, I won't be polite."
Xu Yuan looked at her, a trace of sadness appeared in his blood-colored pupils, and his tone was low:
"I was forced to become a White Walker in the underground palace."
"."
The corners of Li Qingyan's eyes twitched, and he raised his hand to interrupt: "Okay, okay, I understand."
Xu Yuan grinned when he heard this:
"Okay, let's go out. It's time for you to handle military affairs after three days. Many soldiers were killed and injured during the military formation."
Saying,
Xu Yuan raised his hand to hit the ground.
Li Qingyan's eyes, which seemed to be filled with stars, narrowed instantly.
Xu Yuan's eyes immediately showed a hint of sadness.
Li Qingyan gasped slightly, hummed slightly and looked away.
Pa~
The warm and soft touch on his fingertips gave Xu Yuanbu much psychological comfort, and also reminded him of something, and he suddenly asked:
"By the way, Qing Yan, I remember you promised me before."
"We have to go deal with military affairs quickly."
Li Qingyan interrupted directly, crossed the threshold and walked into the courtyard, walking quickly without looking back.
"."
Xu Yuan opened his mouth.
He was so stupid that he believed this woman's lies.
With a step of his foot, Xu Yuan subconsciously wanted to get behind this bad woman who was playing with his feelings.
Then,
'Boom. '
A figure fell directly into the silver sand half a foot deep in the courtyard.
"."
Li Qingyan looked back subconsciously, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, and then he seemed to understand something. He sighed, came to the cave, and looked at him under the snow:
"Such a big thing happened here. Uncle Mu may go south at any time. Do you want to be exposed in front of him?"
Saying,
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, she bent her slender waist and stretched out her hand towards him:
"When we leave this barbarian holy city first, I will never break my promise, if you can do it, Changtian."
"."
Xu Yuan, who was stuck in the snow, looked at her, reached out and grabbed her outstretched wrist, and was pulled up from the snow, patting the snow on his body:
"Whether it works or not, you will know after trying it."
"Okay, I'll look forward to it then."
After that, the two of them walked out of the courtyard together.
When he reached the courtyard gate, Li Qingyan suddenly raised his eyebrows, paused and looked up at the sky.
Xu Yuan subconsciously raised his eyes.
It was pitch black, and the headless figure that had stood in the sky for several days seemed to have exhausted all its energy and silently fell towards the ground.
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