The night is low and the moon is sparse.

There are cicadas and crickets in my ears from time to time, but it does not make people feel irritable. On the contrary, there is a little more quiet.

Lying on the vast grassland with high sky and wide earth and looking at the dazzling Milky Way across the starry sky, it makes people feel homesick.

"It's the Qiqiao Festival soon?"

A woman's voice suddenly came from behind. Liu Qingtian turned his head and looked, Princess Yicheng was standing behind him in a long marten coat.

Liu Qingtian was stunned at first, then hurriedly stood up, touched his nose, and responded with a dodging look.

"Ah, yes, yes, it's the Qiqiao Festival soon."

"Puff!"

Princess Yicheng covered her mouth and chuckled, walked to Liu Qingtian and sat down, looked up at the starry sky, her eyes full of vicissitudes.

a long time.

One looks at the sky, the other looks at the person...

Just when Liu Qingtian was almost stunned, Princess Yicheng, who had been looking up at Tian, ​​suddenly blushed and asked, "Is it good?"

Liu Qingtian didn't know if she was asking about the Milky Way in the Sky or...

But no matter which one it is.

"nice!"

Princess Yicheng turned her head and looked at Liu Qingtian. This middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance should be about the same age as him, and may be a few years younger than him, but he has a burden than anyone else. After a few days of getting along, even his daughter relied on this man.

"Have you started a family?"

Princess Yicheng regretted it after asking. Isn’t this nonsense, a person of this age...

Liu Qingtian was also stunned, and then said sadly: "He Cheng Bao's house, but they all died, died under Jie Li's horse's hooves."

Princess Yicheng didn't expect that this would be the answer. Looking at the loneliness and longing in Liu Qingtian's eyes, she unconsciously gritted her teeth.

"Then, can you tell me about Shuofang?"

Princess Yicheng couldn't ask the most questions she wanted to know, and she changed the topic as soon as she spoke.

Liu Qingtian nodded foolishly.

Under the moonlight, two figures were separated by a false barrier, one said and the other heard, as if there was no dawn on this night.

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The next day, Xue Wanche's voice came as promised, waking up the team members who were sleeping soundly.

The large army was ready to go, but in fact their mission had been completed. In the past few days, with the help of Princess Yicheng, nearly 50,000 Turkic herders to Shuofang were all young and middle-aged. After that, they only used these young and strong men to fool the elderly, weak women and children in the tribe into Shuofang.

When Princess Yicheng woke up, she found that in addition to the long mink coat, she was wearing a green coat, which had a heavy masculine aura. Although she was a little sweaty, she inexplicably felt that Princess Yicheng felt very warm.

Liu Qingtian had already changed his clothes at some point. Seeing Princess Yicheng walking in her military coat, her dull expression finally changed a little.

"The last few tribes are here, and we will try to finish before dark, and then we will take advantage of the night to reach Shuofang."

Xue Wanche's voice came and said to Princess Yicheng: "I'll help you when I arrive in Shuofang. At that time, we will gather these young and strong people. How can we make them believe in our sincerity? You still need to cheer them up."

Princess Yicheng no longer had the arrogance she had before and nodded slowly: "Don't worry, General Xue, I know what to do."

Xue Wanche has no doubt that he is there. Princess Yicheng has been very cooperative these days, and she is no longer in the beginning. She either shouts that she is tired or that she is too fast. Now she runs seven or eight tribes in a row a day, which is also considered a pediatric department for her.

"My mother, I'll give you food."

Yang Guiyan held a plate of fragrant wild vegetable pancakes, with some torn mutton and dried vegetables on it.

Her hands were still wrapped in gauze, but they had begun to heal. The team doctor's medical skills were still very good. In addition to the large amount of injury medicine provided by Xi Yunfei, it is said that it has begun to itch, which is a symptom of growing new meat.

Princess Yicheng smiled and took the wooden plate, touching her daughter's little face kindly: "Did Yan'er take medicine in the morning?"

Yang Guiyan turned her head and looked at Liu Qingtian, grimaced at him, and then responded: "After taking it, I said the medicine is too bitter, can you not take it, but if Uncle Liu said that if he doesn't take medicine, my hands will rot. Later, I asked the team doctor, and he said that Uncle Liu lied to me, but I still took the medicine."

Princess Yicheng looked at Liu Qingtian following her daughter's gaze. Thinking of the end of last night, the two seemed to be sleeping on each other, and their cheeks were unconsciously hot.

"It's good to take the medicine. Come on, can you have breakfast with my mother?"

"Well, my mother, I'll feed you. This pancake is so delicious. It was fried by Uncle Liu himself!"

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At this time, a medium-sized tribe about twenty miles north.

Xue Wanjun and a few personal guards and the tribal chief they finally won over in the Khan Court had arrived barely.

Looking at the remaining elderly, weak, women and children in the tribe, the elderly chief was stunned at first, and then immediately summoned everyone from the tribe to gather.

Although there are many people gathered, they are all women except children and women as well as elderly people.

Xue Wanjun's face gradually became colder.

A personal guard behind him said annoyedly: "It's still a step late, this is already the 20th tribe."

Soon, the chief, who had learned about the situation, first roared at the priest and the elder.

He walked over with a lonely look on his face.

He said in the official language of the Tang Dynasty, who was not very skilled, "My tribe was also plotted, but it was a little strange."

Xue Wanjun signaled him to continue speaking after hearing this.

The chief frowned and said, "It is said that the Great Khan of Jie Li should have fled to Dingxiang with Ke Dun, but why do my people say they really saw Ke Dun?"

Xue Wanjun first lowered his head and thought, then said suspiciously: "Are you talking about the tribes we passed along the way? What they said about Ke Dun is indeed Princess Yicheng himself?"

The chief nodded, found an elderly woman, and said, "Last year, Eminem was invited to Kedun's 40th birthday. At that time, she was also greeted by Kedun with a glass of goat milk wine face to face."

The old woman was the priest of the tribe. Although she was old, she was actually only in her early fifties. When she saw her son so humble in front of this Tang Dynasty, she probably guessed something and nodded quickly: "General, Your Majesty Ke Dun came in person that day, otherwise we would not have sent all the young and strong as her guards."

Although the old woman spoke Turkic, the translation behind Xue Wanjun was translated almost simultaneously.

"Don't it?!"

Xue Wanjun didn't expect such a result. He originally thought that someone pretended to be Ke Dun's identity, but now it seems that the situation is far from what he imagined.

"Is it because Jie Li Khan is undead?"

"No, if this is the case, he can come forward in person and organize a large army to return to the Khan Court, but no one has seen Jie Li all the way."

"That……"

As everyone looked at each other, the old woman priest glanced at her anxious son and said, "They said they were going to Shuofang to trade with that great devil."

After the battle of Ulansuhai, rumors of the great devil were gradually found among the Turks who were killed and injured.

When the translator heard this, he was stunned at first, and then hurriedly told Xue Wanjun about the old woman's words.

As soon as Xue Wanjun heard the three words "The Great Demon King", his stupid and congested thoughts seemed to be opened up instantly.
Chapter completed!