Jiaohua

Chapter 983 On the Bank of Star Lake (Part [-])
The Mi River is rushing, the tide rises at night, and the water is turbulent, rushing towards Hejing.

Shen Lie reined in his horse and looked towards the end of Nagano in the distance. Across the wide river, a team of at least a thousand soldiers and horses came rushing from the northeast, with bright flames.

On the boundless field behind him, the soldiers of the Shunyang camp who had arrived, together with the officers and soldiers of Xucheng, were looking for him everywhere.

The sound of the big river was surging, and the turbid waves hit the sky. Shen Lie turned around to estimate the distance, and it was at least twenty miles away from Jixing Mountain, so there was no need to continue to drag these officers and soldiers.

He flicked the reins, turned the horse's head, and galloped up the river bank.

Dai Yujiuhou was outside the slope of the stone bridge, waited and watched after hearing the sound of horseshoes, saw that it was him who was coming, jumped down from the hillside, and ran quickly: "Master!"

The dragon eagle stopped, and the man stood up.

Shen Lie looked towards the hillside where Dai Yu was hiding, and there was no one else.

"Ali is still on Jixing Mountain, she went to a higher place," Dai Yu said quickly, "Zhili and Miss Nie are safe."

Shen Lie mo frowned: "Is she still on the mountain?"

"It may be possible to climb over the mountains, but if you want to come back, you have to go around a long, long mountain road."

"You go back to the city with your escort." Shen Lie quickly turned his horse's head and galloped away in the direction of Jixing Mountain.

Shunyang Battalion is the nearest garrison to Xucheng in the Xizhou Military Region.

There are a total of 30,000 people in the barracks. Five thousand people were dispatched this time, two thousand people were looking for Shen Lie in the wilderness, and three thousand people entered Jixing Mountain.

The soldiers and horses galloping across the river were none other than Shen Lie and Xia Zhaoyi's "old acquaintance", the Xuanwu Army.

In addition, there is another Bi family army fifty miles away on the way.

At the foot of Jixing Mountain, it was like a feast of lights, and it was brilliant. One after another corpses were covered with white cloth, and they were carried out from the mountain.

Princess Yangping is dressed in a fine brocade dress with goose clouds and phoenixes, and a colorful embroidered gold satin cloak. Her hair is luxuriously decorated with beaded hairpins. There is only a peach hairpin with golden kun dotted beads, and the beads on it are all the best. South China Sea Gongzhu.

The patrolling order of Xucheng and the magistrate of Xucheng knelt tremblingly in front of her. She was riding high on the horse, her pretty face was cold and full of anger.

A soldier ran quickly, knelt down and reported the situation of the Shunyang camp, and the Xuanwu army was about to arrive.

When the soldier came over, a gorgeous sedan chair stopped at the same time, and the maid stepped forward to lift the curtain. Li Yishu stepped out of the sedan chair, also dressed in luxurious clothes, with a light green and brown needle-painted crane cloak, a little more dignified and delicate than Princess Yangping.

She glanced at Princess Yangping, and looked sideways at Ding Erlang Ding Mingzhi, the son of Ding County Lieutenant twenty steps away to her right.

Following her gaze, everyone around her looked at Ding Mingzhi.

Ding Mingzhi, who had found an official position in the government, walked quickly: "Princess."

"How many people died?" Li Yishu asked with a gentle voice.

"The mountain is still being counted. Those who died on the northern long slope, 110 and five people."

"Above the mountain and below the mountain, are they different?"

"I don't know who did it at the bottom of the mountain. The murderer on the mountain is a young girl in white with a silver whip in one hand and a dagger in the other."

Li Yishu was taken aback: "Girl, silver whip?"

"Ah."

She subconsciously looked at Princess Yangping.

The proud girl sitting on the horse was looking at them sideways.

"It's Ali." Princess Yangping said coldly.

"It can't be her," Li Yishu walked up and looked up at her, "Ali brought Xia Jiajun, and they are now in Wuxian."

"I said it's her, that's her. Besides her, how many people can do it?" Princess Yangping's voice became sharper.

Li Yishu stopped talking, and looked at the three corpses that were carried out again.

110 five people, this is only at the foot of the mountain, on the mountain, I dare not think about it.

While the corpses were being carried out one by one, a large number of officers and soldiers were entering the mountain.

There are torches all over the mountains and fields, and every cave and every cliff must not be let go.

Two quarters of an hour later, Xuanwu Army soldiers and horses arrived.

5000 people came from the Shunyang Camp, and [-] from the Xuanwu Army. The commander was Fang Xihua, the newly promoted deputy lieutenant of the Xuanwu Army.

As soon as they arrived, they immediately entered the mountain.

Fang Xihua came to pay homage to the princess.

Li Yishu looked at Fang Xihua, feeling faintly uneasy.

Five thousand first, and then four thousand. Bi Jiajun didn't know how many people came, but there must be one thousand.

Tens of thousands of people were dispatched before and after. If the girl on the mountain is Ali, that's easy to say.

If not, the emperor would be furious if he mobilized the teachers so much.

After all, a princess has no military power.

These barracks are willing to mobilize, because Princess Yangping said that the royal family's face has been damaged, and she wants to find the boy surnamed Zhi at any cost.

Now the boy surnamed Zhi did not meet, but a girl with a silver whip came.

And now that so many people have been killed or injured, it is obviously more embarrassing than before...

Jixing Mountain is the highest mountain in Mingtai County and the second largest mountain in Xizhou Province. Only 10,000 people entered the mountain to search thoroughly, which is still not enough.

At the southeast foot of Jixing Mountain is a huge cemetery, which is the funeral place of the entire Xucheng.

Above the cemetery is a gentle open space in the mountain, with about [-] mu of crops, lush and green, growing on time.

Deeper is a mountain lake with a width of thousands of hectares. The water of the lake is clear and clean, and the water is a mountain spring and a waterfall.

Xia Zhaoyi was shirtless at the moment, cleaning his wound by the lake.

The two wounds on the left arm were cut by the branches of the cliff during the fierce battle.One of them is deeper, at least half a finger.

In addition to the left arm, there are also legs.

She used the small porcelain bottle and ointment she carried with her to treat the wound briefly. After treating the wound, she washed it with lake water. Finally, she chewed a few herbs and applied it to the wound.

The sharp pain made her frown, but it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

She put on her clothes and got up, and walked quickly along the mountain path to the inner mountain.

The entire mountain area of ​​Jixing Mountain is as large as fifty Xucheng.

The map Master gave her is extremely detailed, every mountain, river, and temple gate are all vivid in her mind.

There are at least two imperial mausoleums on the north side of Jixing Mountain, at least ten villages at the foot of Beishan Mountain, and fifty miles ahead is Weicheng.

There are many abandoned temples and Taoist temples on Jixing Mountain, one of which was the most famous at that time, called Yuetang Temple.

There is a Jixing Terrace on the back mountain of the Taoist temple, which is located on the top of the mountains, where you can pick the stars with your hands, so it is called Jixing Mountain, but it was abandoned hundreds of years ago.

Xia Zhaoyi has two options for this trip, one is to go to Yuetang Temple, and the other is to go to the village on the other side.

She is fine now, but it will take a lot of physical strength to get past tens of thousands of armored soldiers and return to the city, which cannot be supported by her current situation.

A torch suddenly lit up in the distance.

Xia Zhaoyi stopped, and there were more and more torches. After coming from the middle of the mountain, they went up and down.

A man's voice came from afar: "If bayonets and guns enter the spacious stone crevices, don't let them go!"

Looking back and forth, there are about 1000 people who came to this mountain.

It is not difficult for her to get past these scattered soldiers on the mountain road, but the inevitable killing will definitely happen again.

She is injured right now, she needs to conserve her strength and recover as soon as possible, and she can't tear the wound any more.

Turning her eyes to look at another place, she quickly made a decision to go to the other side of the lake first, and then go up the mountain.

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