Out of Yuanmen

A long line of white onyx-covered carriages drove towards the city lord's mansion in an orderly manner. The heavy carriage wheels creaked on the stone road, accompanied by the sound of rattling horseshoes.

The whole city of Tanlang was silent, and occasionally a boy with a plump head would poke his head out of the window to watch the excitement, and the next moment, he would be dragged back by A Niang.

"Mom, who died?"

Copper coins cut out of white paper fluttered in the gray sky, like a heavy snowfall.

"It's the little general. The Shen family's little general is dead."

In front of the City Lord's Mansion, Zhang Xun waited for the Shen family's convoy with his troops.He knew in his heart that it was a trick to kill him, but he was skinny and skinny, and he worked day and night in war, so he looked like a hanged ghost, which added a bit of sadness.

Zhu Qingping was lying on the eaves of the City Lord's Mansion, weighing a wine bag in his hand, throwing it upwards, and then receiving it in his hand.

Suddenly he turned over and jumped down, startling the guards of the city lord.Just as the guards were about to draw their swords, they were stopped by Zhang Xun: "Stop! This is a friend of General Shen, so don't act recklessly."

So the guards put away their knives awkwardly, and watched Zhu Qingping go to the carriage pulling the coffin, and put his head in.

Shen Hanchi, who was supposed to be lying in the coffin, was resting his pillow on the thigh of Yun Shugui, who was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, feeling very uncomfortable.Seeing Zhu Qingping coming in, he had no intention of getting up, and looked at him with the expression of a winner in life.

Yun Shugui blushed, raised his hand and gave Shen Hanchi a gentle push.

Zhu Qingping felt that his eyes were so hot, he couldn't help looking away, and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow, I will leave Tanlang with my master, and go to ambush first. Brother Chi, you can do it yourself."

Only then did Shen Hanchi sit up, and looked at Zhu Qingping seriously: "Xie Changya is difficult to deal with, and you should also pay attention to your own safety, don't step forward, follow behind those masters to pick up the leaks, and come back alive."

Zhu Qingping smiled and said: "You still talk about me! As the coach, you are more dangerous than me. You are also, come back alive. Alright, let's not talk nonsense, I have to look good."

He raised his hand and punched Shen Hanchi in the air, then got out of the carriage, stood still, unscrewed the wine bag in his hand, took a sip, then sprinkled all the fine wine on the ground, and said in a loud voice: "You buried the spring with mud to kill the bones, I send the world a snow-covered head! Good brother, take care all the way!"

After finishing speaking, he stepped back and made a long bow.A long convoy passed in front of him all the way.

Only then did Zhu Qingping stand up, stamped his feet in the cold air, looked at the traces of the alcohol on the ground with distress, pursed his mouth, and flew away without any nostalgia.

The nurse sitting on the strings of the last car suddenly had a heartbeat, and looked back. There was no young Taoist priest on the empty street.

She frowned and turned her head back again, ignoring the momentary palpitations.

On this day, the whole city of Tanlang City wept bitterly, and everyone in the city knew the news that Shen Jiaerlang had been murdered by the Qiang people.In an instant, the people in the whole city shared the same hatred and broke out in unprecedented anger. Their emotions were no different from those before witnessing Su Fangying being crucified to death at the city gate.

Yun Shugui sighed: "Master once said that the best way to quickly unite people is to establish a common enemy. The people of Tanlang City have been suffering for a long time, and they are indeed more united than people in other places."

Shen Hanchi said softly: "I hope these days will end soon."

Yun Shugui patted his head and comforted him, "Yes."

Shen Hanchi turned over, hugged Yun Shugui's waist, and buried his face in his chest: "I don't know why, I'm always feeling uneasy today. I hope both sides can go smoothly, success or failure depends on it."

Yun Shu returned and hugged him: "Your parents' spirits in heaven will protect you."

Shen Hanchi smiled and said, "They are enough to protect me."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and poked Yun Shugui's chest: "Without my parents' protection, where would I have picked up such a big treasure?"

Yun Shugui was very straightforward this time, holding Shen Hanchi's face in his hands, his eyes seemed to have shattered moonlight, full of tenderness: "I must have been blessed by my parents when I met you."

Shen Hanchi was at a loss for words for a moment.

Like an ostrich, he buried his face back in Yun Shugui's chest again.He murmured a word, but Yun Shugui didn't hear it clearly, so he questioned with an "um".Then, Shen Hanchi repeated in a louder voice: "I said I like you so much!"

After a long time, when Shen Hanchi thought that Yun Shugui would not answer, he heard a stumbling "me too".

……

The news that the Lord General of Yongchao died of his injuries soon spread to the Qiang people, and the soldiers at the bottom immediately rushed to tell the news with joy.The atmosphere in front of Delia's eyes was getting more and more loose, and she was in a hurry, so she hurriedly went to discuss with Artu—she forgot to pay attention to Luo Baozhu's movements in this rush.When everyone was distracted, Luo Baozhu, who followed step by step behind the prairie saint, slipped away silently from behind her, disappearing under the cover of night.

And the furious Daliya rushed into Altu's military tent, and didn't care to greet her brother, and asked directly, "Altu, why did you not restrain the news that Shen Hanchi's death spread throughout the army?"

Altu was lying on a couch covered with wolf fur and reading a book. He was not angry when he saw Delia broke into the king's tent without telling her, but just rolled his eyes and looked at her: "Hurry up, what do you look like? "

His wolf-like green eyes swept over him coldly, Daliya suddenly felt fear, swallowed, took two steps back, and bowed slightly: "Brother."

"Go ahead."

"Here, haven't you noticed the turmoil in the army? I didn't participate in the battle, so I don't know if Shen Hanchi is dead, but the Qiang people are full of tricks and it coincides with the festival. They must have other plans."

Altu sat up, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "What do you think of our Qiang army's fighting strength?"

Daliya was stunned: "The cavalry of our Qiang army is invincible, naturally they are unparalleled in the world."

"But why was it stopped by the current White Lion Army?"

Delia thought for a while, and said, "Because...underestimate the enemy."

"My family is a nomadic people. Since the establishment of the king's capital in the north, we have annexed the Hu, Zhi, Naigao, and Luyue tribes all the way. We have been invincible and gradually become the largest country in the north. All of this depends on our war team. The invincible heavy cavalry of the Northern Plains. Because of the fierce killing of the enemy, they are also known as the Beheading Army." Altu said slowly, "But when we penetrated into the Central Plains, it was the largest country that blocked the door. Yongchao is rich in products, The combat strength is not weak. When the father was there, the five tiger generals of the Yong Dynasty were not weaker than any Qiang warriors. The warriors of our tribe were self-willed, especially Hu Huer. Once the battle line was long, they would naturally return. Fortunately, Emperor Yongle It’s useless, so we still have a chance.”

Altu stood up and walked in front of Daliya. His tall figure was full of oppression, and shrouded the saint in the shadow: "First of all, there are too many of them. Yongchao people are like fleas, they can't be killed. It’s inexhaustible. If we want to fight all the way to Huajing, it will be extremely difficult for the whole country. Secondly, after many failures, our people still don’t know how to guard against arrogance and impetuosity. Only then can we break into the Central Plains. But if Yongchao himself is in civil strife and the interior is torn apart, it will be much easier for us to drive straight in."

He sat back, crossed his legs, and said with a sneer: "I'm waiting. Zhu Zhinan is weak in governing the country, and the son he raised is not very useful. When he dies, Yongchao will be in turmoil immediately. The Shen family's army can't stop tigers and wolves from all directions. We just need to be orioles and wait for them to kill each other."

"So Delia, do you understand? Now, we don't need to win this war, all we need is not to lose."

"For this reason, brother, you and Xie Changya reached an agreement?"

Altu let out a sneer from his nose when he heard this, and was about to speak when a high-pitched "fire" came from outside.Delia's expression froze, she opened the curtain of the tent and looked out: "What's wrong?!"

Without needing to get an answer, she turned her head slightly and saw the orange flames burning in the granary, lighting up the entire night.The billowing thick smoke billowed upwards, appearing extremely tragic on the vast grassland.

The soldiers were in a mess, looking for water and trying to save food and grass.Artu came out of the king's tent, and with a wave, the goshawk flew from a distance, hovering on his arm with flapping wings.

"Where's your Yongchao maid?" His green eyes gleamed with fire, like an angry wolf, and said coldly.

Daliya seemed to be mourning her concubine, her delicate and flawless face turned pale in an instant, she staggered towards the granary with her skirt in her hand, not even heeding the maid's call.

But when she arrived, it was already too late.The granary in the middle where the fire started was blown by the night wind, and all the granaries connected to it were engulfed in raging fire.The soldiers worked for a long time and finally extinguished the flames, but only half of the available food and grass remained.

A cavalryman dragged out an unrecognizable corpse from the ashes. Looking at the fragments of the dress on his body, it was not the Luo Baozhu who had pampered Shen Hanchi to kneel down for her to apologize.In the territory of the Qiang people, she had always been wearing the Qiang costumes that Daliya had prepared for her, but she secretly hid her own clothes, and changed back into the delicate yellow dress before she died.

"Princess...here, this is your maid, she told us just now that she has your password...we don't want her to go in, but...but she said..."

The corpse held a torch tightly in her hand, and the cavalryman had to use a lot of strength to break her palm away.

With a bang, the fire bag rolled to the ground.

Delia looked at the corpse under her feet, was silent for a moment, then raised her foot fiercely, smashing her charred hand to pieces.

Her voice was as cold as ice, without any trace of emotion: "It really is, it is not my race... its heart must be different."

The Qiang princess raised her hand: "Hang this spy from Yongchao in front of the military tent, flog a hundred corpses, and throw them into Tanlang City!"