Yu Jun

That night, the wind stopped and the sand settled down.

Lights were burned in the village to continue the day, and barracks were set up one after another in the school grounds, divided into five battalions, front, back, left, right, and middle school.

Above the fortress, two battle flags hung high, and the gold characters on the black background stretched out in the night. The archers stared intently at a hundred paces away, and would only move when the whistle was changed.

The rear battalion brought out the horses and handed them over to Mo Lingfeng, who was in the capital. Mo Lingfeng hung a token on his waist, followed Yin Nan and You Muqing from left to right, followed by soldiers, and brought maps, water bags and other things, quietly Out of the stockade.

A bright moon is in the sky, boundless yellow sand is in sight, the surroundings are silent, and there is no trace of the enemy. The copper pot in the village is ticking, and the sound of water is heard outside the village. the sound of.

Everyone was tense, looking at six directions and listening to all directions. A huge dung beetle quickly crawled across the sand, making a "rustling" sound. You Muqing and Yin Nan shot their gazes one after the other. A dark dung beetle ignored it again.

The farther away from the stockade, the more these small and small movements, the four-legged curly-tailed "sand monks" crawled under the horses' hooves at high speed, and the ants became tangled together and became huge monsters.

Occasionally, the horseshoe kicked some bones out of the sand, some from wild animals and some from people.

If the Jinlu saw Han people outside the fortress, no matter who they were, they would be killed, and their corpses would be exposed to the wilderness, and the corpses would be eaten and rotted, leaving only bones.

When the Qiang people saw the Han people, they would buy life silver. If they could not pay the money, they would cut off their heads and send them to the Jin people to receive the reward.

The leaker merchants who traveled here all the year round used silver to open a way among the Qiang people.

After walking hard for half an hour, the ground gradually changed from yellow sand to solid yellow earth. Then Mo Lingfeng raised his whip, waved his hand, and started galloping eastward, following the map.

The sound of horseshoes rattled, and the scenery on both sides retreated back out of everyone's sight. What appeared in their eyes was the piles of loess, which had been blown out of tendons and bones by the wind, standing proudly under the sky. , and gradually softened in the sound of horseshoes, turning into mountains and water.

After another hour of rushing, they passed the deserted Zhangjiabao and arrived at the place Zhong Jiaqing pointed out.

Mo Lingfeng rolled off the saddle, the soles of her feet were very soft, she looked down, and saw that a patch of withered grass had grown greenery, it was indeed a place with abundant water and grass, she quietly walked forward about ten steps, and in her eyes appeared A dome-like tent was built.

She had never seen the residence of the Jin people, but she only heard Zhao Shiheng mention that the nomads weaved willows as their rooms, and covered them with a shank, which looked like a dome, so they were called Qionglu. Find out how many domes there are."

Yin Nan raised his legs and walked away, his eyes were bright and his expression was very excited.

A breeze brushed the noses of everyone, bringing the icy smell of livestock manure and aquatic plants. Mo Lingfeng shivered in the wind—even though he was not cold, he still shivered.

She has never fought a war, never been to such a barren place, since she was born, she has been nestled in Mo Qianlan's arms, and the world she sees is piled up with gold, jade, and colorful flowers, without any blood.

Now Mo Qianlan is still staying where she is, but she has already traveled far away.

She lowered her head and rubbed the soles of her shoes back and forth on a pile of withered grass, trying to wipe off the horse manure on the soles, but Yin Nan had already rushed back before she wiped them off.

"23 huts," Yin Nan counted quickly, "there are a lot of sheep and horses."

Mo Lingfeng continued rubbing the horse manure until the soles of the shoes were clean, then said: "Your Majesty stay here, everyone else will go, don't let anyone go."

Everyone nodded immediately, drew their knives out of their sheaths, and walked forward silently. Yin Nan grabbed the sharp knives and walked the fastest. Before the others arrived, she had already broken into the vault.

On the clean cloth, a huge scarlet flower suddenly bloomed.

Then there were screams one after another, and the man who reacted turned over and rushed straight at the soldiers—they were all good horses and sharp swords, and they couldn't kill with a neck.

Mo Lingfeng stayed where he was, and his soul had stretched out its tentacles to follow. The flashes of fire in the dark night, fighting, crying, people running around, and blood gushing out of his body all came into her narrow space with sound. in the ears.

She shivered again, You Muqing turned her head and asked, "Miss, are you cold?"

Mo Lingfeng let out a "hmm", reached out and touched the gold collar around his neck, trying to suppress the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart, then took out the xun from his waist, put it in his mouth, and blew stand up.

The deep and solemn Xun sound was like a whistling wind blowing from the battlefield. It resonated with the sorrow of the earth. It was out of tune, but it matched the battlefield.

After blowing, Mo Lingfeng felt at ease and put away the xun, the same indifference as Mo Qianlan appeared on her face.

Suddenly, some Qiang people escaped, rode out of the encirclement on horseback, and came straight to Mo Lingfeng's direction, as if they were going to report to Jin Bing.

Mo Lingfeng was very self-aware, without Qing You Mu opening his mouth, he immediately rolled on the spot and hid behind a big rock.

Holding a knife, You Muqing easily intercepted and killed this person, and then waited here with the aura of one man guarding the gate.

The blood energy was so intense that it blurred the time, Mo Lingfeng watched the sky gradually turn pale, only then did he realize that it was almost dawn.

The sky light and cloud shadow fell beside her, making her see a few yellow jasmines crawling at her feet, small yellow flowers blooming scattered on the branches, golden and emerald green calyx, spewing out the spring spirit.

The moment the daylight appeared from the end of the earth, the battle ended, and the decapitated corpses were scattered everywhere.

Livestock are in groups and there are so many of them. At a glance, it is so dark that there is no end in sight.

Yin Nan put away the knife, covered in blood, walked to Mo Lingfeng excitedly, hiccupped as if he was full, and the boredom of many days was gone, and he became extremely sensitive - she likes the battlefield.

Mo Lingfeng thought to himself: "This place is really rich, and there are ten times as many livestock as people."

She got on her horse and said, "Let's go, the horses will go back."

The soldiers hung the bloody heads on the horses, and drove the hundreds of good horses with whips. Suddenly, the sheep and the horses were startled at the same time, and there was a commotion.

"Hurry up, the wolf is coming!" You Muqing immediately urged the horse forward when he heard the howling, Mo Lingfeng looked in the direction of the howling, and saw a fierce face with a deep cracked tone protruding from Hengshan. Trying to go down the mountain.

Mo Lingfeng also rode his horse forward, and the horses and sheep followed the crowd closely without being driven away under the gaze of the wolves.

After walking out for a while, Mo Lingfeng turned his head again, wanting to look at the wolf, but saw a "corpse" lying down not far away, rolling quietly, noticing Mo Lingfeng's gaze, he raised his head to take a look, and then Rolled into the river.

Ran.

Mo Lingfeng didn't go after the man who had escaped death, but felt that this man was familiar, so he rode his horse and walked a few steps, then suddenly remembered that he had seen this man by the Shuo River—the Qiang boy who gave her a white stone.