The wind before dawn and snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger. The sound of snow crunching on the ground was the sound of snow stomping on the back. The figure on the back of the person was moaning in pain, and the blood splattered on the snow and bloomed with red "flowers".

"General Qu, hold on... I'm about to reach the place where His Majesty set up an ambush."

The soldiers carrying Qu Yuanfeng were gasping for breath. The armor and the weight of their own generals ran for two miles, and their legs seemed to be unconscious. The figures running around also came to help support and reduce some of the weight.

"It's almost here, right in front!"

Someone shouted in front, which made the people running behind feel a little relieved. Soon after, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and torches were thrown from afar. The flipped fire light illuminated the look of more than 300 people in a row. Seeing that something was wrong, the knight who came over quickly shot an arrow.

call out--

The sound of dysfunction spread in the night sky. After a moment, the burning torch gradually had many footsteps around the snow. Liu Jianwu, the general of Youtun Guard, waved in disappointment when he saw them, "Go back to the camp and let Qu Yuanfeng come to see me!"

"Report to the General, General Qu..."

The soldiers following the sneak attack had slightly red eyes and slowly retreated to the side. More than 300 people crowded behind also moved aside, revealing the soldier with Qu Yuanfeng on his back and walked up. Seeing the figure lying on the back of the soldier, Liu Jianwu pursed his lips, turned over and got off the horse and rushed over, and investigated his injuries.

"Come back to the camp quickly and use the best wound medicine! Quick!"

The light of fire illuminated the rugged road, and the ambushed soldiers left some of them broken. The rest followed Liu Jianwu and escorted Qu Yuanfeng back to the military camp more than ten miles away. At this time, Yang Guang was waiting in the tent to hear the movement, put down the book, put on a fur, and quickly walked out. When he saw Qu Yuanfeng stained with his armor, he put down his military doctor's tent and attracted Liu Jianwu to ask about the situation.

"What's going on with General Qu?"

"Report to Your Majesty, I heard from Qu Yuanfeng's personal guards that they sneaked into the Da Dou Valley for only seven or eight feet. Suddenly, heavy snow was everywhere. A monk who was more than ten feet tall appeared and recited the scriptures, unable to penetrate the sword and gun, and had great strength. Qu Yuanfeng himself broke the back and entangled the other party, and was beaten with a stick..."

Yang Guang frowned and went into the tent to check Qu Yuanfeng's injuries. The armor on the waist of the armor he took off was smashed to pieces. Many fragments were embedded in the flesh, and the surroundings were even dark. It was indeed caused by the heavy object's attack.

"Then Murong Fuyun is really helpful to him, otherwise there would be no heavy snow and invulnerable Buddhas...."

The previous war was going smoothly, which gave Yang Guang the certainty of recovering the northwest and even opening up the South Silk Road. However, now that he was about to do his best, he was hit by a headache, which made him feel uncomfortable. After passing the military newspaper, he thought it was a bad battle ahead, and the excuse he found was not the case now.

"If the national teacher is here, he will definitely be able to defeat the thief!"

Liu Jianwu, who followed Yang Guang out of the curtain, knew who the emperor was. He asked carefully: "Your Majesty, why not ask me to send out the news quickly and recruit the national teacher to come and break the enemy's magic?"

"It's time to send people back to Chang'an at this time, I'm afraid it's too late."

Yang Guang returned to the tent of the Central Army, looked at the hanging map of the Western Regions, and was silent for a long time. Then he turned around and punched the desk: "When my Central Army arrives in two days and attacks this canyon, I don't believe that a mere corner of the land can stop my thousands of powerful troops! Even if I fill it with my life, I will catch the person who practices the law and I will strip him alive!"

Liu Jianwu hesitated for a moment and raised his hands: "Yes!"

It was bright and the snow had been gone. As time passed quietly, a long dragon held up a line of flags and gathered outside the huge military camp.

In the military camp, the figure lying on the bed sewn with fur gradually woke up. Smelling the strong smell of herbs, Qu Yuanfeng opened his eyes weakly, and the pain in his waist and ribs sometimes came from tingling pain. His dry mouth stuttered, swallowed a mouthful, and sat up slowly with his arms.

"When is it now...when is it...when is it now, how long will I be in a coma!"

The weak voice alarmed the guards outside. A soldier lifted the curtain and saw Qu Yuanfeng who had already sat on the edge of the bed. He hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and turned around and called his companions to inform the general.

Wow~~

After drinking a bowl of warm water, Qu Yuanfeng vaguely heard the desolate ox horn outside, and walked out with his soldiers' arms, urging to another soldier who was following: "Why are you doing horns? You can't force the attack on Da Dou Bagu, the inside is small, and the opponent can trap our army by just using magic! Go and notify Your Majesty, you can't force the attack!"

He shouted loudly, stumbled and ran a few steps, fell into the snow, and got up with support, covered the bandage that oozed blood, and limped to the gate. At this time, Liu Jianwu and Yang Guang, who were rumored to be on horseback, were riding a horse. When he saw Qu Yuanfeng, he shouted: "Damn it! Go back and lie down!"

"His Majesty!"

Qu Yuanfeng refused to listen, stumbled over, forcing himself to fall down, and knelt on one knee to the snow: "...Your Majesty, that can't be attacked by the canyon. The people who can use the terrain to introduce our army into it. Once trapped inside, the ice and snow would only make the soldiers unable to even see the enemy, and they would be frozen and starved to death."

"How I don't know."

On the other side, Yang Guang dismounted and helped him up, quickly took off his fur and put it on Qu Yuanfeng's body, "But I have no other way, the Khan of Tuyuhun is inside. If all his previous efforts are wasted, wouldn't all the soldiers who died in this battle die in vain?"

While talking, the central army was still rushing to gather outside the camp. Someone seemed to feel something, subconsciously raised his head, and then screamed.

"Look at the sky, what is that?"

In the team not far apart, many people raised their faces when they heard the shouts. Looking at the blue and white clouds, a black shadow roared in the light...

at the same time.

Above the Dadou Bagu, Tuyuhun Khan, wearing a fur coat, stood at the height of the canyon, basking in the sunshine without any temperature, looked at the ice and snow outside the mountain, raised his hand, pointed to the Sui army camp that was vaguely visible in the distance, laughed and spoke to the one-armed old monk beside him.

"National Master, look, the Sui people's soldiers are still driving away from afar. I'm really not afraid of death."

Buddha Lianzun was in front of his abdomen, constantly plucking the Buddhist beads in his hand, squinting his eyes and looking at the Central Plains army outside. The valley here is a dead valley, and he can't get in and out. If there are many people who come, they will never leave once they are trapped by him using magic.

At one moment, the Khan beside him was still talking. The old monk seemed to feel something. His face turned east with the light of his eyes, and a "huh?" doubt suddenly appeared in the middle of his mouth.

"National Master, what are you looking at?"

Murong Fuyun slowly turned along the monk's gaze, and saw a ball of light in the sky like a meteor passing through the sky, flying straight to the Sui people's camp there.

"What's that..."

When the whispering sound was squeezed out of his lips, Yang Guang, who was talking to Qu Yuanfeng, suddenly heard a noise coming from the gate. Liu Jianwu said, "Your Majesty, I will go out to reorganize the army!" He turned around and left two steps, and a violent whistling instantly filled the ears. The snow on the ground rolled up a wave of snow and buried him directly.

boom!

A loud bang exploded in the camp. Qu Yuanfeng and Yang Guang, the soldiers around him instinctively raised their hands to block the wind and snow that were coming. When the movement stopped, they opened their eyes and patted the snowflakes accumulated on their bodies. They saw that the ground was filled with snow, and the snow on the ground was swept away, revealing a huge circle. A long sword was inserted into the ground, the sword body trembled slightly, and white air rose.

"I'm so cold..."

A familiar word came from the trembling sword face, and Qu Yuanfeng's face suddenly showed joy. He looked back at the emperor: "Your Majesty, this is my master's Yuelong sword!"

Yang Guang naturally knew the magic sword inserted on the ground. He was stunned when he heard Qu Yuanfeng's words. He didn't expect that the disciple of Master Lu would be the future disciple of Master Lu, so he quickly patted him on the shoulder: "Go and see if there is a letter from Master Guo who has been sent."

"Um!"

Qu Yuanfeng endured the pain and smiled on his face. With the master's magic sword flying over, he could not have known about the war here, so Yuelong must have been sent to assist.

Sure enough, when I got closer, I saw a scroll of painting tied to the sword, and I arched my hand to bow to the spiritual magic sword, "But my master asked you to send this painting?"

Yuelong's sword shook, and the scroll above fell to the ground with a buzzing trembling twice, slowly rising, "It's cold here. I don't want to stay for too long, nor do I want to talk too much, say goodbye!"

With a swish, the magic light lit up and flew into the sky.

Yang Guang bowed to the magic sword that had ascended to heaven and walked quickly to Qu Yuanfeng: "General Qu, has the national magistrate sent the method to defeat the enemy?"

"yes."

Qu Yuanfeng, who was standing in front of the sword pit, looked at the note in his hand, smiled on his face, tightened the scroll, and turned his head to look at the emperor.

"Your Majesty, please help me transport some spirits, and you will be able to break his big doujiu Valley today!"

He inhaled into the Thousand Mile Plateau, and the army often prepared strong wine to drive away the cold. Now that he heard that he could defeat the enemy, Yang Guang burst into laughter and turned around to attract Liu Jianwu, who had just squeezed out of the snow pile.

"General, come quickly to prepare the spirits! I have to see how the national master and disciple can defeat the enemy!"

The latter wiped away the snow on his face, glanced over the surroundings in confusion, and didn't know what was going on.
Chapter completed!