Rivers and lakes start from Shushan

Chapter 58 Returning ([-])
"All gone?"

Looking at the yurts that were barely moving, Ermadeng only felt his heart tighten, as if his heart was being held tightly.

At this time, he was hiding in the night, no one could see his pale face, he trembled twice, and then gasped again.

"Go! Let's go!"

While speaking, he hurriedly ran out of the tribe.

Although he knew that the master of the Ice Palace had high martial arts skills, he never thought that he could reach this level.

The three hundred archers sent out were all killed after only two rounds of sword shots.

Moreover, the target does not seem to be damaged at all.

Such a powerful person, so full of tricks in his heart, he dare not approach him.

The chaos in the night continued until dawn, and even after dawn, it never stopped, and it was even more cruel.

Everyone in the Ice Palace, how have they ever seen such a tragic event, and how have they ever known the evil of human nature!
"us?"

Most of them have a soft heart, and Gui Bing'e wants to ask Yang Ke how to act.

"Let's go!"

Yang Ke had no intention of staying, although with his martial arts, the help of people like Bing Gong, and Zina's reputation, he could control this grassland.

Even if it is used as a foundation, it is not too difficult to forcibly seize the power of the Nepalese, and have the name of Gui Bing'e.

In this way, it only needs to operate for 20 years, and it is not a delusion to establish a tenth empire in nine foreign countries on this snow-covered plateau.

However, Yang Kezhi is not here, and his story is not like this.

Apart from dispersing those who intended to block the way, beheading the wicked people they saw with a sword, and blackmailing a group of horses, Yang Ke and his party did not do anything unnecessary.

Most of the maids in the Ice Palace had no objection, only Zina, a girl from the Tubo tribe, was in great pain seeing the chaos in her homeland.

She didn't know whether it was right or wrong to beg Yang Ke to help her avenge her. Although the Tubo tribe had a strict hierarchy, the nobles would always be nobles, and the commoners would always be slaves, but she couldn't bear to see those commoners being involved in such a cruel chaos.

However, Yang Ke had already tapped her meridians, leaving her unable to stop him.

On the way, Yang Ke just explained why he didn't stay and stop him.

Because such chaos, once it breaks out, it is impossible for him to stop it. This chaos is closely related to the killing of Zhi Na's family. It is an inevitable thing in the struggle for power in the grassland.

It just started last night.

Although most people didn't understand, Yang Ke didn't care if they understood, as long as Gui Bing'e understood.

As for the pain of the common people, in this snow-covered plateau, there are no common people, only slaves and nobles, whether they are Tubo, Nepalese, or Qiang.

Even turmoil is what the slaves have been looking forward to for a long time. Only then can they have a chance to be free or happy...

What Yang Ke didn't say was that the chaos of this tribe attracted the attention of the upper class in Tubo, and it was able to compete with the Great Song. No matter how weak Song was, it was also one of the nine empires. There were still many in the upper class of the Tubo. Ke and Gui Bing'e can only escape if they join forces.

In front of such masters, Yang Ke's current "natural vision" cannot intimidate him at all. On the contrary, it may become a source of trouble.

If you move forward, you will no longer deliberately detour and look for tribes. The steeds extorted from Zina's tribe are all top-quality. In addition to the original horses, everyone rides two or even three.

That is to say, Yang Ke's package space is large enough, otherwise it would take a lot of time just to find food for the horse.

Occasionally, you will meet herdsmen or caravans on the road, and there are few people who can attract Yang Ke's attention.

"Yang Ke, do you have any poems?"

After walking eastward for another ten days, Gui Bing'e, who hadn't been out for a long time, was a little tired, not to mention the maids of the Ice Palace. If it wasn't for the tenacity they had cultivated in the snow-covered plateau, they would all have complained. .

At this time, they also reached the boundary of the Hengduan Mountains.

After passing this place, it is the boundary of Song State, and the upper reaches of several rivers flow through here.

Here, there are mountains and snow peaks above, and valleys and plains below. The height difference is huge. The difference between the highest point and the lowest point is tens of thousands of meters.

The Song Kingdom was one of the nine empires, and when it was powerful, it also attempted to conquer the snow-covered plateau. The Great Qin was blocked on the Tanggula Mountains, and the Song Kingdom was blocked in the Hengduan Mountains.

The road is really steep, and it is impossible for the army to pass through.

This is the mountain road built here during the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it is only a barely passable mountain road, surrounded by snow-capped peaks, with twists and turns.

Looking at the mountain pass in front of him, it is located between two snow peaks, the pass wall is a hundred feet high, half of the pass wall is inlaid with solid ice, it seems to be made of ice jade.

This pass is the most majestic building Yang Ke has ever seen in this world.

Looking at the three seal characters of "Yumen Pass" written on the wall made of bluestone, Yang Ke has long been mentally prepared.

In his previous gaming career, he had seen many scenes like this that confused him, and he was already used to them.

This close to this mountain reminded him of a poem:

The Tianhe River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city, Wanren Mountain.

Why bamboo flute complain willow, spring is not degree Pass.

This vast checkpoint is unguarded, and the Wanjin Gate in the doorway has long since disappeared. Wanli crosses the first checkpoint. This barrier that the Song Dynasty used to resist invasion from the plateau thousands of years ago has been abandoned for who knows how many years.

Gui Bing'e listened to Yang Ke recite the poem and remembered it in her heart, but she didn't boast about Yang Ke, because although Yang Ke had good lines, he never discussed poems with her, and didn't match her poems with her. She thought Yang Ke would disdain this , but I didn't have any grudges about this point, but I felt that the level of Yang Ke's poems should be regarded as a heavenly man, and her mortal poems are really ashamed.

The Tubo people never built a city, and never thought about invading the Song State. The Song State’s army came and went freely. They only blackmailed the Song State’s merchants, or drove the slaves over the peak to invade the Song State when there were many slaves.

Therefore, during the journey in the Hengduan Mountains, there was no confrontation between the armies of the two countries. There were still tribes living in the valley plains, so they naturally did not dare to offend Yang Ke and his party.

After another ten days, the snow peak had gradually disappeared, but the road to the south was still rugged. Gui Bing'e turned her head to look at the snow peak behind her, and then said to Yang Ke: "Yang Ke, I still want to listen to poetry. .”

I just rejected Gui Bing'e's ensemble poem. Seeing that she is not interested, what can Yang Ke do? Looking at the mountains and rivers here and the nearby ruined walls, he searched his brains and read out:
Green poplars with water and grass like smoke, I'm afraid it's Hu'er drinking horse springs.

There are several places where the moon is blowing, who is leaning on the sword and the sky.

The Guanshan Road has always been frozen, but today it diverts the female envoy.

Don't send pedestrians to look at their temples, fear and haggard into the New Year.

Hearing this poem, Gui Bing'e was not very satisfied, but compared to what she had done, it was still much better. She touched her face again, and looked at the maids around her, all of them were haggard. It was nearly a month's journey before and after , is really too tired.

"After passing this mountain, go north. There is not much road left."

　I originally wanted to write some plots and tricks, but I don’t like to read those kind of stories, so let’s fast forward to the rivers and lakes

　　
　
(End of this chapter)