Qingchuan History

Chapter 473 Xuejian Fengting Pass ([-])

The one that seals Tingguan is a dangerous pass in the northwest of Qingchuan.

In the west it stretches from the plateau to Buzhou Mountain, in the east it faces the deep and steep valley, across Qixi Northwest, in the south it connects the long Hengling Mountains north of Pengxi Mountain, and in the north it runs from the Northwest Plateau all the way to the Shu River in Weiguo.

Locked in the valley, the deep danger is like a letter, which is worthy of the name of natural danger.Combat inside the pass is like wrestling behind closed doors, because it is easy to enter and difficult to exit, once a fight breaks out, the winner cannot leave.That's why, if they didn't intend to fight to the death, or if they wanted to hurt both sides, few people or troops would choose Fengtingguan as the place of confrontation.

In fact, among all the wars in Qingchuan in the past 300 years, only the one eight years ago took place here.So far in the history of Qingchuan, there is only that battle that can be called the Battle of Fengting Pass.

"Will there be a second battle?" Murong Lin and Ruan Zhong rode together under Hengling Ridge, only a few dozen miles away from Fengting Pass, it was getting colder, but it was a sunny day.

"Eight years ago, the agreement of the Three Kingdoms was at Fengting Pass. Because of this, the place is very dangerous, and everyone is harmed. It is impossible to start a war easily. Who knows that everyone is not afraid of death. If there is a disagreement, they will fight as soon as they say." Ruan Zhong said slowly. , holding the reins idle,

"No one knows exactly how it happened." He turned his head to look at Murong Ling,

"So how did you say it collapsed? Who made the first move?"

"The vicissitudes of life," Murong Lin replied with a smile, his tea-brown eyes were as transparent as amber by the sunlight, "Don't chase after the past."

"I always feel that I came to Fengting Pass to accompany you to die." Ruan Zhong reined in and slowed down, "Inexplicable agreement, inexplicable deployment of the whole army—"

"How can there be an entire army," Murong Lin continued, laughing again, "There are tens of thousands of people on one side, it's like child's play, it's just a fight, it's just a matter of experience. Who dares to say that there is no heart to unify Qingchuan? You, it's too much to do here , I really didn’t come, I’m afraid I’ll miss a good thing. The gathering of the monarchs of the Three Kingdoms at Fengtingguan is definitely a stroke of history. The new king of the Kingdom of Yin wrote such a stroke ten days after he ascended the throne. You have already crossed Ruan Bi. gone."

"If the Donggong Medicine Garden case is not revealed for a day, Ruan Bi will always be the most colorful monarch in the history of Yin Kingdom."

Murong Ling didn't understand why he suddenly brought up this old story, he was a little startled, and smiled: "That's true, there are no unique puzzles in wars, especially those that can no longer be answered. Later generations can make thousands of puzzles just by making up stories. Tens of thousands of versions, and often edited and updated. This is called immortality."

That resplendent and resplendent pavilion appeared in the middle of the rolling hills as far as the eye could see.

The four corners are golden and sharp, and the red is heavy like some faded thick columns. The cornices are so high that they have to go over the top, and there are bells on the corners of the cornices, which are also old gold.

"One farewell for eight years, this pavilion is even older." Murong Ling slowed down and squinted his eyes.

"It's so far away." Ruan Zhong also stretched his neck slightly to look, "How can you tell that you are old?"

The pavilion is looming among the green bamboos, only its shape and color can be seen slightly, and it is difficult to tell its age.

"That means I'm getting old." Murong Lin grinned again.

Eight years ago, at the end of April, the 19-year-old Murong Jin, who was crowned Tingguan by Kouyin Crown Prince Ruan Ji, was the most popular choice for the heir apparent.At that time, Jing Tingge was not yet thirteen, and he and Ruan Xueyin were studying and bickering every day in Pengxi Mountain. The trajectory of fate was still moving quietly, and there was no sign of rendezvous.

The world is like flowing water, and most of the flowing water flows deep underground for several years before breaking out of rocks.

Once the king's destiny changed, Murong Gon has been trapped in the Buddhist hall surrounded by Longzhaohuai in Cangwu City for three years.

No more youth.

Ruan Zhong was impressed by this old sentence, and said for a while without saying anything:
"It is said that bamboo likes warmth and humidity, but those few poles grow very gratifyingly in high mountains and cold places like Fengting Pass."

The closer the distance, the more clearly the shadow of the Zhuzong Pavilion can be seen.The entire area is covered with fir and pines, and green bamboos grow on the top, which is gentle and strange.

"Back then, the Three Kingdoms built this pavilion together. Yuwen's family loved willows, but willows would never survive here; the Han family wanted to plant white birches, but there were birches all over the mountains and fields, and it was not enough to protect the golden pavilion. In the end, the Ruan family won, which took time and effort. Moved these few poles of bamboo from near Hengling," Murong Ling snorted lightly,

"I heard that some scattered alpine bamboos are resistant to cold, as long as the surrounding area is humid enough. Fengtingguan is a bit colder. Fortunately, there is rain and snow, so there is no shortage of water." He turned to look at Ruan Zhong,
"As a result, the Han family and the Yuwen family have been cut off by our family and the Gu family successively, and your family has always been in Qingchuan. It turns out that there have been precursors."

"Their family." Ruan Zhong said lightly.

Fengtingguan is close at hand.

This pass is dangerous, and there are steep cliffs everywhere. Those with high martial arts skills can go down the cliff alone, but they may not be able to retreat completely.There is only one way for the army to enter, and that is the narrow road behind the Jinting Pavilion.

The pavilion is in front, sealing the entire pass in the deep valley, so it is called Fengting.

A place so dangerous that it can only be defended but cannot be attacked, and its ownership is uncertain, but it has become a pass guarded by the three kingdoms. Of course, because it is connected to Wei in the north, Yin in the south, and Daqi in the east——

It is not accurate to say that it is connected to Daqi in the east, because there is a small valley in the middle.

The Golden Pavilion built at the mouth of the valley is actually more like an anti-Yin, because the mouth opens to the south and directly faces the northern border of the Yin.

For many years, Gu Xinglang felt that it was unnecessary.A place where you can only enter but never exit, even if the country wants to use this pass to march and attack in the future when wars begin——

It is impossible to reach Wei country or Qi country at all.

It is completely a steel barrier.

He stole it four years ago for Zha Nian.Hardened by the wind and frost, the mountains and forests are lush, and the old golden swords have long been covered by the sky and the sea.

This is the second time.At the end of December, it was even colder, and there was snow at the mouth of the valley. When he came out of Jidu, he asked Tai Shisi that there might be snow on December [-].

These should be the snow last night.

The mighty sound of horseshoes sounded in the distance, echoing unevenly when stepping on the gentle slope where the stones were scattered.Gu Xinglang looked sideways, but he couldn't see the army, but judging from the direction, it should be the Yin army.

The dark brown armor finally appeared on the snow in the sun.

He saw Ruan Zhong's face.

"It's really pretty." Murong Ling narrowed his eyes again, and said in a low voice, "No wonder your sweetheart is reluctant to leave."

There are rumors all over the world that Ben Xiao has a special appearance, so the person sitting on the tall horse with black hoofs and a full moon between his foreheads is naturally Gu Xinglang.

Tea-white military uniform, black-gold armor, crown and hair tightly bound, revealing the same white and handsome face.

"It's just too gentle." This is why Murong Gon saw Gu Xinglang for the first time, and for no reason aroused his usual interest in criticizing beauties, as he got closer, he saw more and more clearly, "There is no one in military uniform who looks like he is about to fight. "As if just to see the scenery,
"It's not as good as his brother."

The brown-armored Yin army and the silver-armored Qi army met in the open space outside the Jinting Pavilion. Ruan Zhongping said:
"Qi Jun arrived early."

It was still called "Your Majesty" when I saw it before, but it is not what it used to be.

Gu Xinglang smiled, "It's a long way from me, I'm afraid I might miss something, so I hurried, but luckily it's not too late." He turned his head slightly to look around,
"Where's Xiaoxue?"

(End of this chapter)