Border of Hanling City, Xiaochi Town in Southern Xinjiang
In the wilderness, a mighty army of 200,000 people lined up side by side with extraordinary momentum. In the camp in front of the army, Han Qi and Shui Lianggong discussed in detail the details of the division of labor between the two armies. The two parties agreed that the two armies would jointly select a portion of their troops to form a vanguard group. During the march, Han Qi would be responsible for the security of the left wing of the team, and Shui Lianggong would be responsible for the security of the right wing. ..
After the negotiation, Han Qi smiled and said impatiently: "Brother Shui Liang, now that our two armies have formed a life and death alliance, we must cooperate sincerely. If anything happens, I hope that Brother Shui Liang will not hide it and tell the truth." After that, Han Qi glanced at Shui Lianggong's face with some deep meaning.
"Of course, of course, now that Liang and Brother Han are inseparable, how can we hide anything from Brother? Wouldn't we live up to Brother Han's trust in Liang?" Shui Lianggong said with a sincere face after realizing Han Qi's intention. .
"That being the case, there is something unclear about Mr. Han. Please tell Brother Shui Liang the truth. How did Brother Shui Liang determine that the thousand-year treasure is in the Far East this time? Could it be that Brother Shui Liang heard some rumors from elsewhere? ?" Han Qi stopped being surrounded by clouds and fog and asked directly.
"Now that we don't distinguish between you and me, let Liang tell the truth. To be honest, the place where the thousand-year treasure is buried is the news of a "spiritual medium" that I spent a lot of money to buy." Shui Lianggongyi The face answered seriously, making it difficult to tell whether it was true or false.
"Oh, it turned out to be a spiritual medium? As we all know, in the Bei Ya Empire, it's hard to find a spiritual medium with a lot of money! Brother Shuiliang is willing to share 60% of the results obtained at such a high cost. This brother's friendship is really great. Han Mou admires him so much!" Han Qi was surprised in his heart and praised him highly. While he was surprised, he couldn't help but have various speculations in his mind: Shui Lianggong is a master who is neither profit nor greed. How could he be willing to spend such a high price to share the results with himself? What is hidden in this?
"Wherever... No matter how good the treasure is, you have to be lucky enough to get it. Liang has always heard that Brother Han has a high character and is a trustworthy person, so he wants to form an alliance with Brother Han to find this thousand-year treasure together. As for the final distribution of the treasures, it all depends on Brother Han's full help, so Brother Han should get 60%." Shui Lianggong answered righteously, with an expression that was reasonable both emotionally and rationally, but An imperceptible shrewdness flashed in his eyes, and he sneered in his heart: Humph, you have to die to take the thousand-year treasure!
The two of them flattered each other on the surface, but in fact they were plotting against each other in their hearts. In this way, the armies of both sides rested for a day and night...
On the other side, Qiye was helping cook in the kitchen camp honestly. Qiye was very concerned about this large-scale troop dispatch from the two cities. I was very frightened when I first arrived. Later, judging from the various situations of the confrontation between the two armies, it seemed that it was not a war between the two cities, but some kind of cooperation. As for what kind of cooperation, Qiye had no intention of asking. He only cares about his current situation and the opportunity to escape...
In the current situation, no one can stay aloof. Everyone is in the torrent, trying their best to save themselves: the strong advance bravely and remain at the forefront of the tide. The weak can only drift with the tide and fend for themselves...and Qiye is naturally one of those unwilling to struggle to survive in the cracks.
At dawn, the 200,000-strong army prepared and set off. The marching team consists of 10 people in a row: 5 people from Hanqi Army on the left and 5 people from Shuilianggong Army on the right. The march line stretching for more than 3,000 meters meandered around the mountains and extended eastwards.
At the front of the team, the 5,000-strong vanguard battalion opened roads across mountains and built bridges over water. Although the march was slow, it did not suffer too many casualties. Qiye followed behind the material convoy. On the one hand, the back of the car could withstand part of the biting cold wind. On the other hand, it was easier to walk along the rutted road. The further east, the colder and colder the air and the snow became. The thicker.
The closer you get to the extreme east, the colder it becomes: thousands of miles of ice and vast expanse of white. Although the winter outside is bitterly cold, it is not bone-chilling yet. The closer they get to the Far East, the troops are suffering from frostbite and even freezing to death one after another. The marching speed is also getting slower and slower. Although cold-proof clothing is distributed, it is impossible to ensure that everyone in the army can stay warm.
Qiye also received a pair of close-fitting cotton clothes, but they were unable to withstand the invasion of wind and snow. The snow was calf-deep, making Qiye's walk even more difficult. As I walked... my body became covered with white snow, my lips trembled and turned white, and my body shivered. Despite this, Qiye did not dare to use his spiritual power to keep out the cold. Using his spiritual power among many powerful spiritual generals was undoubtedly a stupid act seeking death.
And when someone unfortunately froze to death, other people would swarm over to grab the deceased's clothes. Seeing this scene, Qiye felt pity, but now he cannot help himself if he advances, and his life cannot be saved if he retreats. He is in a dilemma, and everyone is in danger...
It has been more than a month since the army started setting off until people froze to death one after another, covering a distance of more than 1,000 kilometers. Going forward will only become more cruel.
In the tent of the military camp, Han Qi and Shui Lianggong were wearing mink furs and sitting around the stove. Looking at the blazing flames, Han Qi took a deep sip of the strong wine in the glass and asked impatiently: "Now, do we still want to How long does it take to reach the Far East Territory? Brother Shui Liang?"
"Now we have entered the outer forest of the Far East Territory. At the current marching speed, it is estimated that we will enter the hinterland of the Far East Territory in one month." Shui Lianggong replied calmly while looking at the map.
"One more month? So far, more than 4,000 people in our two armies have frozen to death and more than 6,000 have suffered frostbite. If this continues, in half a month, the 200,000-strong army will lose an estimated 10,000 people." Han Qi said on the surface Faintly worried, but in fact these people who froze to death were basically old and frail slaves, and the real soldiers suffered less casualties.
"Brother Han, what you said is wrong. If you can exchange 10,000 lives for a thousand-year treasure, wouldn't that be a good thing? Moreover, the frozen dead are just old men. There is no real use for such people in the army. "You can't count on fighting, but you can save a mouthful of military rations if you die, don't you think?" Shui Lianggong glanced at Han Qi and said leisurely.
"It makes sense to hear what Brother Shui Liang said, but after all, the soldier who froze to death is also a citizen of Hanling City, as its city lord. He loves the people and has trouble sleeping and eating." Han Qi covered his face with one hand and pretended to be sad. .
Duke Shui Liang glanced at Han Qi quietly, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart, but he still continued to study the map with a serious look on his face. Outside the tent, heavy snow and cold weather were blowing, and the soldiers hid in the simple tents to rest. Qiye stared absentmindedly into the depths of the snow-white forest, as dense darkness crept in. Darkness was about to fall, and each camp of the army began to light fires for lighting.
The cook chief of the kitchen camp arranged for Qiye to keep vigil tonight. Qiye walked outside the camp. Although the snow had stopped, the cold wind kept blowing all the time.
When he came to the fire outside the tent, Qiye took a torch and used the weak firelight to inspect the various parts of the kitchen camp. Except for the "whirring" of the wind and the occasional "creeping" of snow breaking dead branches, there was no movement around. There was no sound in the vast snow forest, which seemed particularly lonely.
The entire camp of the 200,000-strong army stretched for several kilometers. The fires burning outside the tents formed a strip of light that was incompatible with the surrounding darkness. It was as bright as a fire dragon coiling in the forest in the dark night. Except for the soldiers patrolling and keeping watch outside the tent, everyone else went inside to rest.
Qiye held a torch and patrolled around the camp, glancing at the dark and deep forest from time to time. It was not that he had never thought about escaping during the vigil, but the dark forest always made people feel creepy. If he ran into the forest recklessly, his life and death would be unpredictable, so he simply gave up the idea. I don't know when, Qiye saw some turquoise light spots as big as bugs and fireflies appearing in the dark forest, moving regularly in the darkness. At first it was three or four o'clock, then there were more and more light spots...
"Could it be fireflies? I didn't expect fireflies to exist in such a cold place. It's really incredible..." Qiye was slightly surprised. When you are in the slave camp of the mine, many fireflies of different colors will fly out of the valley at night. All kinds of rare insects come out to look for food at night, and the colors are really amazing. It is one of the few good memories that Qiye has in the slave camp, and it is also the most beautiful color that Qiye has ever seen. I was looking down and thinking...
"Beast attack! Beast attack!" A hurried cry came from somewhere, and Qiye, after a brief trance, immediately looked for the voice. Next to a fire a few hundred meters away, a giant wolf the size of a horse was holding a bloody soldier in its mouth.
During the seven nights of terror, several more giant wolves rushed out of the darkness and quickly rushed towards the camp. With his sharp teeth and fangs, he quickly tore the tent apart, then dragged out the soldier who didn't know what had happened, and bit his head into pieces, causing screams to be heard in the tent.
Seeing this scene, Qiye was stunned. An irresistible fear occupied Qiye's heart, dominating his stiff and motionless limbs. His heart couldn't stop trembling, and his dilated pupils were filled with the boy's raw fear.
After a brief period of more than ten breaths of instinctive fear, Qiye quickly recovered from his trance. Suddenly, Qiye remembered herself half a year ago, how embarrassed she was when she saw the rock beast attacking, and Qiye hated herself from the bottom of her heart for being cowardly. Now that I am 8 years old and have become a spiritual practitioner, how could I still be so cowardly!
"Ahhh!" With a childish roar, Qiye cheered up his timid heart, inspired his courage and fighting spirit, and was ready to fight! Just as Qiye stepped forward, he glanced out of the corner of his eye. In the dark forest beside him, two turquoise firefly light spots were approaching at great speed. Looking sideways, in the dark forest, behind the two fireflies, there was a huge blurry black shadow. The light from the torch in his hand suddenly became clear. In just two breaths, it became so clear that Qiye could clearly hear the beast and wolf transmission. Came growled lowly. Before Qiye, who was in shock, could draw out the hatchet from his waist, the giant wolf rushed straight from behind the woods ten meters away.
Qiye couldn't dodge and stumbled to the ground. Seeing that the sharp claws of the giant wolf were about to fall on his chest, Qiye fell to the ground and rolled several muddy rolls on the spot, narrowly avoiding the giant wolf's attack. The giant wolf's attack failed, and Qiye, who had a chance to breathe, quickly got up, drew out his hatchet, and confronted the giant wolf across the fire. The giant wolf seemed to be unwilling to fail in the attack and roared at Qiye, "Roar!" The fangs were bloody and the mouth was breathtaking. By the light of the fire, Qiye could see clearly that the giant wolf's hair was standing straight like needles, its hair was silvery and snow-white, its limbs were thick and powerful, and its animalistic and devouring pupils were locked on him with a cold green light.
