Biganchun

The morning star has not yet set, people are already in the saddle, and the dawn of the frosty sky covers the Guanshan Mountains.

Time passed by, and Zhan Zhao and Qing Cheng had found a way to pass through the deep valley and return to the post road.Jueying's front hoof slipped and he was not suitable for carrying heavy loads, so the two of them had to ride on the same saddle to chase the stars.Jueying packed his bags and followed Chasing Star silently.

Zhan Zhao hugged Qingcheng in front of him, held the rein in his hand, and rode the horse slowly.The armor clothes on the two of them overlapped occasionally, and there was a sound of fine gold and iron.

Qingcheng looked up to the east, and frowned: "Originally, there was still half the distance left, so I'm afraid it will take some more time."

While distinguishing the direction of the post road, Zhan Zhao replied: "This is the end of the matter, so we can only live with the situation, why are you anxious? It's just that Mr. Fan didn't see us going back last night, so I'm afraid I have to worry about you and me..."

The two rode around two mountain ridges, and there was a plain in front of them, with sand and rocks everywhere, withered grass and low shrubs, and occasionally a few poplars.This place is commonly known as Wangyanchuan, about [-] miles to the east and then over a mountain is Yanzhou City.

At this moment, a line of yellow dust suddenly rose from the eastern horizon, followed by the sound of horses neighing.Zhan Zhao woke up instantly, flew up from Zhuixing's back, and jumped onto Jueying.He reined in the reins with his left hand, pressed the hilt of the sword around his waist with his right hand, Zhan Lu closed in the sheath, and groaned faintly.

The morning sun gradually rises, reflecting the battle armor and military robes of the senders.It was actually more than twenty cavalry cavalry!

At that time, the war situation in the northwest, the boundary between the two countries, the Song and Xia garrisons were all within the castles and forts, and there were vast mountains and Gobi in the middle, and the enemy and the enemy appeared and met each other from time to time.Zhan Zhao Qingcheng travels between various lines, although he is careful in everything, he encounters the Dangxiang Xiqiang tribes from time to time.The two of them are lightly armored horses, and they have been retreating all the time.But at this moment, Jueying lost the strength of his legs, and the situation is quite different.

Qingcheng stomped heavily on the stirrups, and pulled out Chunjun from behind her back. She was about to push Chasing Stars, but Zhan Zhao jumped in front of her with his horse, and said in a deep voice, "Wuling Mountain is to the west, you ride Chasing Stars, retreat!"

In front of Qingcheng's sword and horse, he looked past Zhan Zhao, cast his gaze in the direction of the enemy, and said quietly: "Even if I want to retreat, I'm afraid that I can't let go of Jueying."

Seeing her like this, Zhan Zhao felt anxious but couldn't help it for a while.The sound of hoofbeats in his ears gradually became stronger, and he looked intently into the distance, and saw that the person who came was a group of Xingling garrison.It should be noted that the garrison usually defends the hinterland of Dangxiang Gyeonggi, and rarely changes defenses, let alone wandering around Yanzhou.It's really amazing to show up here at this moment.

This group of garrison troops came very fast, and they were already thirty or forty feet away in a blink of an eye.The first rider seemed to be the leader, but his expression was panicked, and he beat his horse like flying, as if he was running for his life.The formation of cavalry behind him was scattered, each of them galloped wildly on their own horses, and the last rider in the team held a bow and crossbow, and from time to time turned around and shot feather arrows.

But they saw the figure of Qiqi looming from where they came from.At the beginning, it was far away, and in the blink of an eye, it was already connected end to end with the garrison cavalry.These seven riders were shaped like wild goose wings, one horse was in the lead, and the remaining six riders were on both sides of the branch, and all of them had blue flags on their saddles.The horse flag is hunting in the wind, spreading out like a goshawk flapping its wings, revealing the pattern on it——

A ghostly face of a Kunlun slave!

When Zhan Zhao and Qing Cheng saw the flag, they were both pleasantly surprised.Zhan Zhao showed his face and said, "So it's him!"

While speaking, the leader of the seven cavalry had caught up with the cavalry of the Dangxiang Garrison Army.He took down a black lily horse with a green mane and tail, wild and mighty, like a gust of black wind, and rushed into the cavalry of the guards.Feathered arrows shot at his front and back, but he drove straight in, opened a path between the guards' cavalry, and went straight to the leader of the guards.The leader looked back and saw that he was approaching, he waved the spear in his hand frantically, and stabbed back.The point of the spear was still three feet away from the man, the leader felt a chill on his neck, before he could cry out in alarm, his head had left his body, flew far away, and rolled off his horse.His body was still on the saddle, and he ran forward with the mount, a stream of blood arrows sprayed from the neck to the sky, and then splashed on the sand behind him.

The rest of the garrison were stunned at this killing scene, and before they could react, the leader of the seven cavalry had already turned his horse and blocked their way.The sun was rising, and under the disheveled long hair, there was a dark and ugly bronze mask, which was exactly the same as the pattern on the flag!The gaze under the mask shone bone-chillingly cold in the morning light, as if conveying a death-like message.

In his hand was a saber with a dragon pattern like water, and the cold blade was hanging down to the ground. The blood on the neck of the leader of the garrison just now was slowly dripping from the cold tip of the knife.

Trembling and fear instantly frightened everyone in the garrison.While trembling, a terrifying name passed down from mouth to mouth rolled in his throat, but no one dared to say it at this moment.

In the past two or three years, the Western Xia armies have wiped out the face of the Song Dynasty in the northwest, but the ferocious face of the Kunlun slave always follows the heart of this tiger and wolf teacher like a nightmare.

Wherever this bronze mask came, Jintang City was destroyed, Youzhou died instantly, the six tribes of Yubaa, Suixiang, Maonu, Shangluo, Qingqi, and Jiakou were all slaughtered. Not a slave.

Even if you know his name and name, even if you know that he is also a body of flesh and blood, the first address that the Western Xia army called him in horror still exists for thousands of years, and it is shocking.

Di Angel.

The garrison cavalry all slowed down their mounts for a moment.It was just a moment when fear and hesitation merged, and the miserable cry of his companion's flesh and blood was already heard from behind.They suddenly recalled that there was definitely more than one saber behind the bronze mask!

But it's too late.The six cavalry are like iron, and they are deeply embedded in the garrison cavalry at this moment.The light of the sword appeared, rising and falling one after another, and within a short time, all the guards were killed by the horses.The blood light is like a curtain, and the blue flag is like a wave, once again weaving the legendary scene of glory.

Yanzhou ordered Di Qing, and his Shenji Battalion was invincible.

The wind gradually calmed down, and the blood gradually dried up.

Di Qing put the water dragon knife back in front of the saddle, and when the hostility around him faded away, he raised his hand and took off the Kunlun slave mask.The morning sun was dazzling, shining on his face, his eyebrows were sculpted like a cut, and his eyes were bright like stars, but a row of tattoos on his right cheek was eye-catching, deep into his bones.

Gongwei Seventh Battalion and Sixteenth Office.In just seven characters, it records the unspeakable place of origin.This impeccably handsome and famous general of the celestial dynasty was once a lowly and humble thief in the army.

Seeing that the matter has subsided, Zhan Zhao urged Jue Ying to come closer.

He was stationed in Yanzhou with Di Qing for many years, although he knew that his name was famous in Yixia, but because he kept his duties on weekdays, he had never seen his demeanor on the battlefield.Today I saw him wipe out the enemy in an instant with just a few riders.Seeing Di Qing riding his horse towards him, he smiled and said, "No wonder Mr. Fan called you Huben Zhonglang, a good general of the country! That's true. You should be like Di Hanchen when you have a son!"

Di Qing looked at Zhan Zhao riding Jueying, saw that its hoofbeats were different, and its gait was a bit laborious, so he already knew the general experience of the two of them.Standing in front of Ma Zhan Zhao, he heard Zhan Zhao's words of praise, his eyes flashed, he shook his head and said, "My son Xiao Lei, this is a big matter, Mr. Zhan may say that it doesn't count, you have to discuss it with the princess."

As soon as these words came out, the guards of Shenji Ying looked behind Di Qing and smiled.Zhan Zhao and Qing Cheng have been stationed in Yanzhou with Fan Zhongyan, lived together in the Jinglue Mansion, and have been going in and out of each other.Everyone in the Song Ying army knew about it, but they didn't dare to discuss it openly.Di Qing and Zhan Zhao are about the same age, they are like-minded, and they have been used to each other for a long time.Di Qing was cold and reticent by nature, but he was always outspoken towards Zhan Zhao.

Before Zhan Zhao answered, Qing Cheng had already raised his whip and rode his horse, leaping to Di Qing's side, amidst the flashes of green light, he slashed straight at Di Qing's helmet tassel as pure as a drill.Di Qing dodged sideways, but saw Qingcheng's wrist snap back, the sword light turned, and with a swipe of the ground, he chopped off half of Di Qing's Qingmaneli's mane.Qingmane Li was startled suddenly, he hissed, and raised his front hoofs, if not for Di Qing's superb riding skills, he might have been thrown off the saddle long ago.

Di Qing reprimanded a few times, reined in the green mane, and when he looked up again, Qingcheng had already rode his horse eastward. He said coldly, and threw it to Di Qing with the wind: "Nonsense! The Zuo Shi Chunqiu I read a few days ago, all Return it to Mr. Fan?"

Di Qingfan was born in the army and was out of school as a teenager.Although he later became famous as a general with his military achievements, he was often ridiculed.Fan Zhongyan cherishes Di Qing's rare talent and makes him teach before him.In addition to combat training, he left morning and evening homework for him every day.Books of war and methods of warfare, as well as a subset of classics and history, have been covered.Di Qing was originally a smart person, although he could not help complaining occasionally, he was diligent in his studies, and over the years, he made rapid progress.

Di Qing gave a wry smile, and seeing Zhan Zhao urging him to come forward, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing at him: "You are a princess, but how can you be so respectful? Looking at the world, I'm afraid that only you can control her."

Zhan Zhao didn't answer, just smiled and said, "If you don't go back to Yanzhou, I'm afraid you and I will be beaten by Master Fan."

Di Qing nodded and said: "That's right. Master Fan didn't see you coming back last night, and he didn't rest until Zishi. When Yinshi didn't arrive, he ordered me to go out of the city to look for it. I just didn't want to meet these people who deserved to die... Guards cavalry Surprised to this place, presumably there must be a reason..."

He paused, turned his horse's head suddenly, his long hair was loose, and brushed between the green armor: "He Dang is a golden brain, let's go to the clear autumn. I haven't raced with you for a long time, but it's a pity that you will chase the stars again today." Let it go to the princess, otherwise, it would be a joy if we could chase each other all the way back to the city."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and put on the bronze mask again.In just a moment, the gentleness in the eyes of the conversation just now disappeared.Seeing that Zhan Zhao had jumped onto the mount of a Shenji battalion guard, holding Jueying behind him, he slowly raised his whip, and suddenly shouted at Qingzongli: "Go!".The whip wind flashed down, and the hoof dust flew, and the guards of the Shenji camp followed Qingcheng's figure and headed all the way to Yanzhou.

Everyone galloped all the way, and returned to the city of Yanzhou in a short time.The defenders led them into the city.Everyone entered the Jinglue Mansion, all the way through the hall, but they saw Fan Zhongyan's eldest son, Fan Chunyou, standing outside Fan Zhongyan's study door in armor.

Seeing the return of Di Qing and Qingcheng Zhanzhao, Fan Chunyou's eyes lit up, and he came forward to meet him, showing his face and said, "It can be counted as returning. Father was still worried just now, I'm afraid you may encounter some danger." Immediately looking at Zhan Zhao, he asked "Master Zhan, come back so late, is there something unexpected in Qingjian City?" Zhan Zhao followed Fan Zhongyan to guard the border this time. They are all commensurate with adults, and the etiquette is extremely thoughtful.

Zhan Zhao replied, "Everything is safe. It's just that something happened to the Princess's horse... Is Mr. Fan in there? I'll bring Mr. Zhong back with me, and I have to present it in person immediately."

Fan Chunyou said in a low voice: "Father is in talks with important guests, I'm afraid he will have to wait for a while."

Di Qing frowned, and asked, "Could it be that Mr. Yin Zhu came to be a lobbyist again for the five-way alliance?"

Fan Chunyou shook his head and said: "Master Yin was ordered by Duke Han to persuade his father last time. He said a thousand words, but finally broke up. He was depressed in his heart, and he probably won't come to Yanzhou again for a while... The person talking to father at this moment is A Persian merchant."

Zhan Zhao's eyes flashed: "Could it be that Orchid who has become famous recently?"

Fan Chunyou nodded and said with a smile: "Master Zhan is really careful. My father only mentioned it once, and Master Zhan has already remembered it."

Qingcheng said slowly: "I heard that there is something strange about this orchid, Lord Fan must pay attention to it."

Zhan Zhao continued: "That's right, I heard that she is young and already wealthy, and her business covers a wide range of things, including horses, food, silk, medicinal materials, and porcelain. No matter which party wants to do business with her For business, as long as there is money, she will not refuse anyone."

Di Qing said coldly: "The two armies fought fiercely, countless casualties, but these barbarians use this to amass wealth. They really have no support."

Zhan Zhao sighed, and said again: "But it's not easy to make a fortune in the shadows of swords and swords... The strange thing is that it is said that the caravan under her command has never been looted between the Song and Xia Western Regions. Property. There are rumors that the escort of the caravan is a team of brave and light cavalry, haunting invisible, coming and going like lightning..."

Before the lingering sound fell, the door of the study room opened with a bang, and Fan Zhongyan walked out accompanied by a young woman.

This woman seems to be 25 or [-] years old, her skin is as white as snow, her eyes are like amber, and the emerald green bezel on her forehead is full of brilliance, clear and bright, she is obviously a thing of the city.She was covered with a splendid cloak, which was inlaid with pearls and jade, and there was a low-pitched voice following her footsteps.She was a stunning orchid.

She smiled at Fan Zhongyan and said, "I heard that Mr. Han has recruited merchants to collect tens of thousands of donkeys to transport the army rations. In my opinion, the cold winter is coming. Once the snow falls, the road to Tiandu Mountain will be difficult. If you go there, you should prepare more Ili horses." She was fluent in Chinese, with a slight foreign accent, and her smile was extremely charming, as fragrant and intoxicating as a rose.

Seeing Fan Zhongyan groaning silently, she covered her lips and smiled again: "Lord Fan, please stop, how dare Ifahan bother you?"

Fan Zhongyan smiled faintly, and stopped in front of the door: "If that's the case, let Chunyou see you off on behalf of the old man. It's just an agreement, so please be more considerate."

Na Yifahan turned his eyes towards the courtyard, and he caught a glimpse of Zhan Zhaodi Qing and others.She closed her head slightly to everyone, and when her eyes turned to Qingcheng, there seemed to be a little surprise in her eyes.After a while, she lowered her eyebrows and smiled, saluted Fan Zhongyan deeply, and said behind her: "Hayam, let's go."

It turned out that behind her was an old man in white robes.He was tall and thin, with white beard and hair, hanging on his chest, with a bamboo stick in his hand, followed Yifahan to pay respects to Fan Zhongyan, and then went out of the mansion with Yifahan and Fan Chunyou.

Fan Zhongyan had just caught a glimpse of Zhan Zhao Qingcheng's return, and surprise was already in his eyes.Seeing the guest leave at this moment, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How is the situation in Qingjian City? Why did you come back at this time?"

Zhan Zhao reported the previous feelings one by one, and then bowed and delivered Zhong Shiheng's reply letter to Fan Zhongyan.

Fan Zhongyan held the letter in his hand, but he was not in a hurry to open it. He just sighed and said: "If the second general Ye Li cannot be removed quickly, the only thing we can do now is Han Zhigui's decision to delay the attack. Just like what I said to Yin Zhu the day before yesterday , Once the army is launched, ten thousand lives are at stake, how can we ignore it?..."

After pondering for a while, he said again: "Princess, Xiong Fei, you have been running around all night, you should go down and rest at this time."

Zhan Zhao and Qing Cheng looked at each other, bowed to Fan Zhongyan and stepped back.

Di Qing followed the two of them to the backyard, but saw Fan He, the steward of the Fan residence, and two personal soldiers standing in the courtyard, with seven or eight people kneeling in front of them.These people were yellow and emaciated, and dressed in ragged clothes. They looked like captive Qiang slaves, waiting for Fan He to deal with them.

Seeing Qingcheng Zhanzhao and Diqing, Fan He hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "This is a Wuhuan slave who was captured and imprisoned a few days ago. Recently, more than [-] Hotan horses have arrived in Shenji Camp, and there are still a few in the stable. Sweeper, I just sent them this errand."

Di Qing remained silent, his eyes quietly swept across the group of Wuhuan slaves, and then stopped suddenly, staying on the face of a female slave.

This Wuhuan female slave was only seventeen or eighteen years old, she was kneeling on the ground, her face was covered with stains, her clothes were thin, she was shivering from the cold, but she didn't dare to make a sound.Di Qing stepped forward and suddenly reached out to lift her chin.

A pair of maroon eyes instantly caught Di Qing's eyes, like a fawn that lost its mother, full of fear and anxiety.Between the faint eyebrows, a little cinnabar like blood trembled slightly between the eyebrows.

Di Qing felt the blood stagnate all over his body, staring at the face of the Wuhuan female slave, he couldn't move an inch.

...Second brother, don't forget to help me buy rouge when I come back, I want to follow the sister next door to spot cinnabar moles...

...Second brother, don't forget, what I want is Qi Fangzhai's rouge, don't buy it wrong...

The past is like a knife, stabbing fiercely in the bottom of my heart, causing the wound that has scabbed for a long time to bleed like a spring again, and the pain penetrates into the marrow.

For a long time, he forced himself to return to calm.Turning around, he saw that Zhan Zhao was no longer in the courtyard, but Qing Cheng was still behind him, and asked in a low voice: "Princess, Master Fan always said that he would choose someone to serve you personally, what do you think of this girl?"

Seeing Di Qing's expression, Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat.She looked at the Wuhuan female slave, thoughtful, but she just said indifferently: "This is a big matter, I'm afraid it doesn't count if I say it alone... You still have to discuss it with Mr. Zhan." She lowered her eyebrows and smiled, went on his own.

Di Qing could only sigh when she saw her teasing back and leaving willfully.He took half a step back, looking up at the clear sky at the end of autumn, feeling melancholy in his heart.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, the geese are cold, and they are drifting away.

The author has something to say: This article has been restarted and updated after three years, and I am deeply grateful to all the readers for their encouragement and reminders.There are many characters in the Northwest chapter, and the clues are messy. Ah Yi is powerless, so he can only do his best.Please also be more tolerant!bow!

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