Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

On the day when the army set off, there was a sudden cold rain in Anyi City.

The sky fire in northern Xinjiang seems to have taken away all the heat from the earth, turning the spring scenery into a piece of cold and damp ashes.The spring of Emperor Yujian 32 seems to have never visited, and the country of Yu is still shrouded in devastation.

Early in the morning, flowers gradually bloomed on both sides of the long street.

These flowers have no fragrance at all. They are not peach blossoms growing on tender buds, but umbrella flowers growing in people's hands.Half of the people in Anyi City had already fled, and almost all those who stayed left came out in full force, braving the rain to bid farewell to the team going north.The umbrellas of thousands of households merge into a sea of ​​flowers, blooming on both sides of the long street.

These people have serious faces and low expressions, but the umbrellas in their hands don't know the pain, and they bloom in the rain, shining with colorful luster, as if they are stubbornly trying to create a spring in this gray and misty world.

Rich or poor, high or low, men, women, young or old, none of them can escape the haze above their heads.At this moment, they are in the same body, and their last hope is tied to the soldiers and horses of Princess Ping'an.

Princess Ping'an didn't open an umbrella.

She was bathed in the rain, and the rain wetted her shoulders, making her already thin figure even thinner.But her shoulders were straight, and her eyes were looking at the road ahead without any confusion in her eyes.

If not, the soldiers and horses behind him would never be able to listen to her orders with peace of mind.

It was a march of great silence.

There are no impassioned speeches, and there is no declaration of fighting against the enemy. This is not the army of the Northern Expedition, but the army of the Northern Expedition. What we are facing is not the enemy, but the will of God.

God's will has always been difficult to ask, before the scorching lava flattened the Great Wall of the Northern Wilderness and engulfed the green water and green mountains of Shenzhou, they had to rush to the northern border.

There is not much time left for them.

At noon, the city gate was left far behind, and the surrounding fields were deserted. The towering palace walls of the imperial city were also covered by rolling peaks, and they could no longer be seen.

On the third day, the flat official road also came to an end. In front of it was the raging waterfall at the mouth of the river. The torrent was rolling like an angry giant snake. They have no choice but to move forward desperately.

On the fifth day, the army walked through the green coniferous forest. The surrounding air gradually became colder and drier. The thin coniferous trees stretched out their branches abruptly towards the sky. No matter how you wipe it, you can't wipe it clean.

On the seventh day, the ground under my feet became more and more cold and hard. In places covered by thick frost, even coniferous trees could hardly take root and grow.Only the moss remained on the ground, scraped in the solid frozen soil, desperately filling every gap, dyeing the pale earth with a layer of tired dark green.

This is already the territory of the extreme north.

The sun shrinks a full circle, and the dim light often hangs behind him, like an old man who is late, tired after climbing a little bit, and falls back to the horizon.

The surrounding area is desolate, only occasionally birds and beasts can be heard, and broken geese pass by the distant sky, and soon disappear into the clouds without a trace.

Most of the people in the Northern Expeditionary Army had never set foot on this land, and were hit by the cold one after another.Even wearing the thickest leather jacket, it is difficult to resist the biting cold wind.In this kind of place, even the bonfire is pale and doesn't emit much heat. The soldiers can only huddle together and rely on each other's body heat for warmth.Even so, after every night of camp, there are still people who never wake up again.

Si Yutong comforted the soldiers under his command that as long as they persisted for a day or two, they would be able to reach the Great Wall of the Northern Wilderness.But on the eighth and ninth day, the team still walked on the tundra.

The mist is pleasant, and the permafrost seems to have no boundaries.The Great Wall of the Northern Wilderness lies at the end of the field of vision, like a naughty shadow, no matter how you move forward, it can always stay in front of you.

A group of people came here with the belief of conquering Tianhuo, and they sharpened their swords early in the morning, planning to deal with barbarians and alien beasts.Reluctantly, he failed to succeed, and couldn't even find the way. He was trapped in the mist, wandering like a caged animal in a cage.

Di Dongqing was also in the team of trapped beasts.

He is not afraid of the cold, but he is afraid that the master will not be able to bear the severe cold.

After leaving Anyi, Lu Zhengqiu's physical condition became worse day by day, his face became paler, he showed fatigue more and more frequently, his expression was muddled, and he often fell asleep while riding on horseback. Dongqing had to ride with him lest he stumble and fall.

The evil result of soil erosion is obvious, even when he closes his eyes, there are still uneven creases between his brows, the dark force is tearing his internal organs, and the dark vortex rolls him deeper.

This time, even the elixir refined by Tianxiangcao no longer worked.Di Dongqing was completely at a loss. He had studied medicine for many years, but he couldn't cure his master's persistent illness. The only thing he could do was hold his master's hand tightly all the time.

That increasingly cold palm seemed to be the last link between Lu Zhengqiu and the world.

The horses of the two followed behind the team, walking and stopping, occasionally someone cast a curious look, and even some people whispered, questioning why the princess would bring such a sick man to the army, Dongqing never bothered Rebuttal, let others discuss.Ah Jin often came to check on the situation of the two of them, and Si Yutong also sent people to bring dry food and firewood from time to time, but in the face of the overwhelming situation, every little act of kindness was just a drop in the bucket.

On the tenth day, the smog became thicker, and a restless hustle and bustle rose up in the smog, accompanied by clearer and clearer footsteps, gradually approaching.

The visitor was so aggressive that even the people behind the line could see it clearly, Di Dongqing couldn't help frowning and said, "I don't know who it is?"

The person who had been sleeping in his arms suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice, "No, it's not a human voice, listen carefully."

"Beast?" Di Dongqing listened attentively. The sound of overlapping footsteps was really heavy, shaking the ground faintly. It really didn't sound like an ordinary person. "That's a strange beast from the northern border."

Strange beasts are remnants of ancient times, extremely rare in China today, and most of them live in the secluded swamp north of the Great Wall.But now that the fire is approaching, even the strange beasts are having trouble parrying, so they crossed the gap of the Great Wall of the Northern Wilderness in groups and poured into the Central Plains.

In the blink of an eye, a dark shadow was approaching, and a commotion erupted at the head of the team.

Lu Zhengqiu broke free from Di Dongqing's arms, and said, "Let me get off the horse."

Di Dongqing was surprised: "What are you going to do?"

"I'll go meet them for a while, you wait here for me."

"You don't have to dismount, I'll go with you."

Lu Zhengqiu was stunned for a moment, the arms around him really didn't relax for a moment, he paused for a moment, and said: "It's too dangerous, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

"I don't care."

"It's getting more and more disobedient." He shook his head and complained in an unconvincing tone.

Di Dongqing gave a chuckle as an answer.

Lu Zhengqiu said seriously: "Then put away your sword first."

"Retract the sword?"

"Yes, no matter what the situation, never draw your sword."

Di Dongqing was silent for a moment, then said, "I understand."

He didn't ask why, but just put the Qilin sword into the sheath, raised his hand and whipped the horse.

The army had been thrown into disarray by the sudden attack, and when they were at a loss what to do, they suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes behind them.

Bai Xiuchuan in the team was the first to see the figures of the two clearly, and immediately ordered: "It's Master Zhengqiu—let them pass."