In Xiadu, many people's eyes were calm after learning about the information from the Northern Region.

"A inch of mountains and rivers and rivers, but unfortunately, 100,000 young people do not have a hundred thousand troops..."

"The blood will not flow dry, and the battle will not stop until death."

"Zhenbei, fight to the death..."

Many people pondered, many people were silent, and they still remembered 30,000 light cavalry from afar.

There is another sentence, not worthy.

Qi Qi's silent scene could not be refuted, nor could he refute it.

Even though they were reciting poems and making mistakes, they all fell silent.

"The business girl does not know the hatred of the country's destruction, but she still sings the back garden flowers across the river...we aren't that."

Suddenly, a figure with a scholarly temperament murmured, glanced silently, and suddenly stood up.

"Brother Wen, where are you going?"

"Mobei."

The back of the man was very determined. If there were no soldiers, how could he be safe? He wanted to go to Mobei.

Mobei, fight to the death.

This back made the others stunned, looked at each other, and were silent for a moment, leaving no interest.

He Mansion.

"Have you heard that, the clan leader entered Zhenbei Pass and was preparing to live and die with Zhenbei Pass."

"I heard about it, too, I don't know if I can come back..."

"I can only pray."

The chat of a group of servants made Xu Shiya silent, her eyes a little lost.

She walked into the attic again silently, scanning everything in front of her, without any dust, but she was not happy at all.

"Clan leader, I will definitely come back, the sword intent enters the air..."

Xu Shiya looked at the sound and saw that in a martial arts performance venue next to the attic, there was a ten-year-old boy with his brows frowned, as if he was experiencing great pain.

This made her sigh softly. The boy came here from her and seemed to be in a madness.

"What a charm for thousands of troops to avoid white robes."

A figure appeared in Xu Shiya's mind unconsciously, a figure in a white robe.

The country is like a painting, painted in a white robe.

She walked silently, looking at the bamboo forest, small lake, and attic here.

After even saying hello, he silently left He's mansion and walked out of the north gate.

When she came to the bank of Xiahua River again, her heart was as calm as the lake water.

Looking at the Xiahua River, she felt that the previous summer flower boat meeting was not worthy of the Xiahua River.

Living is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet as autumn leaves.

Fight to death in Mobei.

She can go, she can go, I can go...

Xu Shiya thought a lot, thinking about the eldest princess Xia Tianrong, her firm words, thinking about the ten-year-old girl beside her white robe, her eyes were calm, she was not afraid of death at all, and she also had the heroic swordsman.

The more she thought, the more silent she became.

It’s not that she didn’t think about going to Mobei, but she had no strengths and no combat power, so she just dragged her back when she left.

Xu Shiya looked at Xia Huahe silently, and suddenly took out a small piece of paper, began to fold it delicately, fold it into a small boat, silently placed it in the water, watching the boat flowing and flowing to the south.

She folded her hands together, prayed, and watched the river flow to the end.

Then he turned back to Xiadu and returned to He's mansion.

But when he returned to He's mansion, He Jindong was sweating profusely and his veins were rising.

Xu Shiya was hesitating whether to call the old patriarch, but He Jindong suddenly opened his eyes.

"I, He Jindong, why did I hunt for my family throughout my life..."

In an instant, the surroundings were as if the sword energy was so powerful that they were shattered.

Above the venue, the old patriarch suddenly appeared.

"Old patriarch, I'm going to Mobei, my sword intent is in full swing." He Jindong's tone was noisy and his eyes were stubborn.

"...... Jindong." He Zhennan glanced silently, trying to refuse.

After all, He Jindong's strength is the best.

"I'm about to break through to the second rank of Zhuanghe. Old patriarch, please let me go." He Jindong asked with his eyes.

Looking in front of him, He Zhennan pondered for a moment.

"Forget it, you go with Xiaoqiu." He Zhennan sighed softly, and He Jindong's eyes were bright.

"Miss Xiaoqiu is going too?"

"She goes north with her senior brothers and sisters, you guys will take care of you."

He Zhennan shook his head. He Jindong didn't want to let him go. After all, there was no one in the younger generation of the He family. If something really happened, it would be difficult to explain to the patriarch.

But now the patriarch is in Mobei, He Zhennan looks up at the auspicious clouds in the sky and sighs softly. Chen Zheng obviously cannot arrange it out.

He could feel Chen Zheng's fighting spirit, but he was just controlling himself.

Mobei, fight to the death.

Chen Zheng was guarding his home.

In Mobei, fighting to the death, all major forces received news.

Even if it was the Wei family, Wei Su sighed softly after he knew about it. If it weren't for Wei Hong's people, how could he meet the He family?

Wei Hong is the hurdle he cannot overcome in his heart. Not only He An, but also Xia Wuyou.

"It's better to die in the northern part of the world."

Wei Su's face showed a hint of cruelty.

Other forces have different reactions.

Xia Tianlin sighed softly, Xia Wudi was the strong enemy in fighting for the throne, and they really didn't want He An to save him, but now that he has reached this point, he has no choice.

Even personally, looking at He An's actions, he wanted to go north.

In the Heavenly Hall.

Xia Tianji also got some news and frowned slightly. He might be the one who is most cautious about this news.

It was not just He An who stole his own limelight, but if... it really took ten days and half a month.

"Can Zhenbei Pass be guarded?" Since Xia Tianji has done it, he naturally doesn't want any accidents.

"He An has entered the pass. Although he brought the prison to Zhenzhu, I feel that it has no effect on the situation. The Western tribe still has 200,000 troops transporting grain to the north, and Beiwu will have 300,000 troops in the future. One million troops will attack together, and Zhenbei Pass cannot be defended."

Mo Wei shook his head and spoke firmly.

And as soon as these words were said, Xia Tianji's brows slightly relaxed.

"What about our army."

"I have passed Yongzhou in batches and mixed into the Northern Region for the second day of danger. Tangguan. Once Your Majesty wants to fight in person, you can go north at any time to resolve the crisis in the Northern Region."

Xia Tianji nodded gently when he heard this.

His eyes looked to the north. The Northern Region personally expedition was the beginning of his eternal throne. Once the people were in stalemate, I believe that Tianxia Pavilion would not dare to say much.

.............

......

Zhenbei.

After that ray of setting sun, Yang Yi's expression did not improve after the army entered the pass.

On the battlefield, the blood on the city walls turned red.

The terrifying Zhenbei Army, the terrifying blood and blood, was silent.

Yang Yi truly understood what it means to fight to the death in Zhenbei.

The blood will not flow dry, and the battle will not stop until death.

The sound of the piano was everywhere, and the white robe would always stand on the city tower, with her fingers together. After countless sword rains fell, she didn't move after a move, just staring silently, as if she was watching the Western soldiers coming to die.

Yang Yi understood that the white robe stood there, Zhenbei, and was fighting to the death.

He sent a master to solve the problem, but there was a master of blood melting around the white robe. The Prison Sky and Prison were really terrifying. Even if it was a master of blood melting first-rate attack, he was almost surrounded and died in the city tower.
To be continued...