The two sides were far apart, but they could see each other's expressions clearly from afar. Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and confirmed the other's departure. He couldn't help but shake his head. An uncontrollable fatigue surged into his heart. He was chased by the wolves of Xihu for three days, and the consumption of both sides had reached its peak. Since the other party gave up, he would certainly not be disappointed, and only liberation was left.

After waiting for three days, the three-day hunting was carried out. It looked more like a house game played between children. It was not very dangerous. Even both sides had not even pulled out the knife and did not shoot a single arrow. But in fact, they knew each other what the pursuit represented and how dangerous it was.

Fan Xian and his group went deep into the hinterland of the grassland and left freely. Although they had never fought, they had left a deep shadow in the hearts of the Xihu people. Many years ago, the largest border expansion operation in Qingguo was also carried out under the secret leadership of the Supervision Bureau. The man named Chen Pingping is still a legendary symbol of treating demons on the grassland today. Fan Xian's trip to the Western Hu this time continued the excellent tradition of the Supervision Bureau. After taking over, he arrogantly inspected the territory.

This time it was a heavy mental blow to the people in the grassland. The Xihu royal court wanted to unify the grassland and compete with the Qing Kingdom, but could not leave the group of people who went deep into the hinterland of the grassland. It would probably allow them to have a clearer judgment on their strength and make the Xihu tribe, which had been so glorious in the past two years, be much more cautious in sending troops.

Xihu Shanyu Subida chased after him for three days in vain and was forced to return to depression. He seemed helpless and sad, but in Fan Xian's eyes, there was something else. The master of the grassland retreated so resolutely. This courage to give up and able to suppress the warlike nature of the Hu cavalry is really an alternative on the grassland.

If this person, with the help of Haitangdi, really unify the grassland, he would probably become a major concern for Qingguo.

Fan Xian blinked his eyes, his long eyelashes were covered with dust, and he looked like a native, playing with the strong men on the grassland in his palms. But he was not very happy, but instead seemed a little lonely and helpless.

"Let's go." He led the reins of the horse and galloped under the meadow under the dusk sun, with the war horses under him jubilant.

Although it seemed that the pursuers of the Wang Ting had retreated, the Black Cavalry generals still did not dare to relax. Who knew whether those cruel Xihu people would create an illusion and then kill them from the back. On the grassland, the Hu people had the help of flying eagles, which completely offset the effectiveness of the cylindrical telescope in Fan Xian's hand.

Because of this, the people who escaped from the grassland still dared not slow down and forced their tired bodies to support their tired bodies. They activated the war horse with sweat under them and drove towards the east. It was not until seven days later that the group entered Hongshan Pass and were truly relieved.

Hongshan is a particularly strange terrain in the east of the grassland. It is completely made of natural piles of earth and rocks. After tens of thousands of years of north wind, it has been broken into isolated peaks. The peaks are all red and red, which looks as shocking and full of murderous aura as if the imperial pens and red marks in the mainland of the Imperial Study Room.

The road to entering the pass was beneath these red mountains, a path like a sausage, twists and turns. Fan Xian walked directly in front of the team. He took Jing Ge and handed over the ground bag, took a sip of water, moistened his hair's sore throat, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'll finish the matter here, and you must lie down for two months when you return to Beijing."

There was a rustling sound from the Hongshan Mountain, as if someone had stepped on the sand and stones on the mountain. Jing Ge couldn't help frowning. Fan Xian knew what he was thinking and laughed. It was just because of his throat. The laughter seemed particularly unpleasant - the Qingguo Western Army ambushed at Hongshan Pass seemed to be extremely tired. He actually allowed his people to catch such a obvious sound.

The sound of horse hooves sounded from the valley ahead. The dusty prince Li Hongcheng brought Dingzhou army to meet him from there. Li Hongcheng grabbed the horse's belly and came to Fan Xian. Looking at Fan Xian's embarrassing appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "I said earlier that the heroes of Subida, how could you be fooled by you?"

Fan Xian glanced at him and said, "At least I took him out for six days. These six days are enough to do something."

"In order to kill the Northern Qi people in the royal court, do you need to be so careful?" Li Hongcheng looked at him in disagreement, confirmed that the boy was unscathed, and then he felt relieved and continued, "Have you ever had a fight with the Xihu people?"

"No, just moved my feet."

The teams of both sides met in one place, and the momentum suddenly increased. In a moment, they drove out of the Hongshan Pass, which contained thousands of years of wind and sand. In order to cover up the news and prevent someone from reporting to the Xihu Wangting, the total number of elite Qingguo soldiers who were ambushed at Hongshan Pass along the way was 8,000, all of which were relatives of the General's Mansion and the front-line soldiers in Qingzhou City, but they did not make major mobilizations through Dingzhou.

"We waited here for seven days, but we didn't wait for anything. Do you have to give some explanation?" Li Hongcheng pursed his lips, which had been blistered.

"Forget it." Fan Xian gently clamped his horse's belly, and there was no soreness on his body. He glared at him and thought that the ambush at Hongshankou was just a preparation. Who could determine how big the jealous Shanyu was? Moreover, it was still several days away from Qingzhou. If you don't hurry up and argue endlessly here, it would be a risky thing.

What he was concerned about was actually the situation in Dingzhou City: "Have you taken action?"

"I left before I started. All your subordinates will be cooperated by the Governor's Office. I have issued a military order. Don't worry." Li Hongcheng looked at him and said, "Although I don't know the specific situation, but there is information coming over the past few days, the action should be very smooth. The nails placed in the Northern Qi Dynasty in Dingzhou were basically pulled out by your subordinates."

Fan Xian nodded and said nothing. After this battle, the grassland fell into chaos again. The most important thing is that the Supervisory Office entered the grassland and the other was scattered on the Xiliang Road. It successfully wiped out all the spies buried by the Northern Qi people in this vast battlefield. Ku He launched a ruthless method before his death. The little emperor of the Northern Qi and Haitang took two years to form a great situation, but because of his more ruthless and shameless response, it turned into a bubble.

Four days later, nearly 10,000 elite troops of Qingguo finally retreated from the grassland and entered Qingzhou City. This group of teams did not fight with the cavalry of the Xihu, and completely acted as the background drawing board of the Supervision Bureau's operations. Naturally, the morale was not as high as when sending troops. In addition, after staying in Hongshankou for too long, it looked like a defeated soldier.

The black cavalry and his group of people in the Supervision Institute were not much better. If they hadn't tried to earn face for Fan Xian, they would be afraid that these people would fall to the ground and go to bed immediately.

As soon as they entered Qingzhou City, Fan Xian immediately ordered the Heiqi to rest. Jing Ge took the order and left, but they could not go to take a shower and eat immediately. First of all, they had to take good care of the hundreds of horses trained by the Supervision Institute. The medicinal power in the horses had begun to reverse and could not be supported. If they were not treated quickly, they would probably die gradually.

These hundreds of human-minded military horses are the life-saving benefactors of the Black Cavalry of the Supervision Institute. No one wants to see them eventually fall into a tragic situation. But everyone knows that after running thousands of miles this time, these dark horses can no longer reply to the original Shenjun, and they can't help feeling a little sad.

Fan Xian followed the army of Xida Camp and welcomed the suspicious gazes from both sides of Qingzhou City road. The soldiers and merchants guessed the identity of the young man. Naturally, they also guessed that the court must have made a big move on the grassland. Just looking at the tired and listless look of the Dingzhou army, everyone thought that the court's actions on the grassland had failed, and the gazes they cast were a little strange.

Fan Xian and Li Hongcheng had just entered the Qingzhou military yamen. Ye Ling'er, who received the news, hurried back from the city wall, rushed into the back room, pushed open the door, and said angrily: "Do you think you are a god? You dare to go deep into the grassland with such a few people. You are not afraid that the Hu people will swallow you alive!"

Ye Ling'er has a reason to be angry, because although Fan Xian went deep into the grassland this time, he did not lose anything, but actually took a big risk and did not cherish his life so much. When Ye Ling'er thought of this, she became angry. If Fan Xian died on the grassland, what should Lin Wan'er do? What should you do with those two children?

As Lin Wan'er's handkerchief, she had sufficient reasons to criticize Fan Xian's reckless actions. Of course, there was another reason for her to be angry, that is, Fan Xian came to Qingzhou City and did not come to see her. Such a big deal was still hidden from herself.

Fan Xian was stunned, with a slight mist, looking at the young lady of the Ye family who was breaking into the door, subconsciously moved from the light armor on her body to the familiar and beautiful face. He was slightly moved, knowing that the other party was indeed caring about his safety, but...

"Seeing your appearance, I want to swallow me alive than the Hu people." He said with a sad face: "Princess, Hongcheng and I are not wearing clothes, so you shouldn't be so anxious, right?"

After entering the Qingzhou Military Office, Fan Xian and Li Hongcheng, who were covered in wind and sand and sore all over. Relying on their power and status, they prepared two large buckets of hot water for the first time. They were soaking very comfortably at this time, but unexpectedly, a woman broke in, and the identity of this woman was so special.

Ye Ling'er grew up in the Dingzhou army since she was a child. She was very stingy and was very different from ordinary women. When she heard Fan Xian's words, she found that Fan Xian and Li Hongcheng were taking off into pigs and huddled into big wooden barrels. Especially these two people, there was a shy expression on their faces that were deliberately exposed, which was very hateful.

Instead, she was not ashamed or annoyed. She just spat at her feet and turned around and came out casually.

When Zuo Xianwang was assassinated on the grassland, if something happened to the Wangting, he would definitely fall into chaos. As the head of the Qing Dynasty's military in Xiliang Road, Li Hongcheng must quickly report this matter to Kyoto, and at the same time return to Dingzhou to take charge of the camp, allocate military forces to deal with the latest changes on the grassland, so he left Qingzhou the next day.

But Fan Xian stayed, not because Qingzhou is beautiful or Ye Ling'er, but because he had to wait until a few people came back before he could truly feel at ease.

After several days, the Central Plains caravan where Fan Xian smuggled into it finally returned to Qingzhou City with dust. After calculating the time, the caravan was moving very fast. The road on the caravan's return journey was not the same as the road Fan Xian retreated, but he missed the thrilling pursuit.

Seeing this caravan returning safely, Fan Xian felt a little relieved. He was always worried that because of the actions of the Supervisory Office, these merchants from Central Plains would become targets of revenge for the Hu people. Unexpectedly, the Hu people were still able to resist not taking action against the caravan in anger. It seems that Haitang has been educated on the grassland in the past two years, and the Shanyu's decision on the future has affected many people.

Immediately afterwards, a lonely shepherd who lost her cows and sheep and could not survive on the grassland also entered Qingzhou City, but no one knew. In the past six months, this lonely shepherd played a mute servant who was used to hunching over.

The shadow also returned safely, and Fan Xian's heart was relieved for half, but Wang Shisanlang had no news and didn't know what the situation was, which made him very worried. He was planning to travel to the grassland this time. Although the Supervisory Office was used to using sinister means to deal with all enemies, any means required a powerful executor.

Today, Fan Xian is a powerful master himself and has a shadow under his command. If it weren't for these extremely terrifying killing generals, even if he led Haitang and Shanyu away, he would not have achieved the goal set by the Supervisory Council.

The people of Northern Qi in the royal court were treated by shadows, and the Zuo Xianwang who was bound to die needed another strong man. Fan Xian had been having a headache here. There were only a dozen masters in the world. It was not until a long time later that he tentatively sent an invitation to Wang Shisanlang through the passage of the Moon Tower.

After the incident in Dadongshan, Wang Shisanlang had been serving the Sigujian in the sword hut of Dongyi City, and the Sigujian was so seriously injured that he was not dead. So Shisanlang never appeared in front of people again. Although Fan Xian and Wang Shisanlang had an agreement two years ago, he didn't know whether the agreement was valid now. So this invitation was just a test.

Wang Shisanlang did not reply to the invitation word by word. He left Dongyi City very directly, came to Kyoto of Qing Kingdom, and found Fan Xian.

Fan Xian, Shadow, Wang Shisanlang, the three masters went deep into the grassland and each performed their duties. In terms of the execution ability represented by the top masters, the current Supervisory Office is even more terrifying than when Chen Pingping was in power.

It was precisely because of Wang Shisanlang's land that Fan Xian made up his mind to enter the grassland. Because this person's identity was too special, Fan Xian didn't want the palace to have too much suspicion about him, so he deliberately covered up his identity along the way, just took him into the caravan and separated.

He still didn't understand why Sigu Jian was beaten into a disabled idiot by the emperor, so why Wang Shisanlang was willing to continue the agreement that year. He didn't have time to think about this, and he only hoped that Wang Shisanlang would return safely after assassinating Queen Zuoxian of Xihu.

A few days later, Fan Xian finally waited for the news that he had been waiting for for a long time. To be precise, everyone knew about Wang Shisanlang's return. Because unlike Shadow's quiet return, the return of the Thirteenth disciple of Jianlu alarmed the entire Qingzhou City.

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, shining on Qingzhou City, and the fierce autumn wind is so strong that it has no temper. The blue bricks at the city gate seem to be smoking, and a bloody man walked into the city gate of Qingzhou City.

The soldiers in Qingzhou City looked at the blood man vigilantly, surrounded him with long spears, and were shrouded in the chill and murderous intent emitted from the blood man, and felt fearful.

This man was wearing a Hu man's fur coat. If the fur coat with more than thirty cuts was still considered a fur coat, countless blood oozed out from the holes of the fur coats, solidified and spreading, covering his whole body.

I don’t know how long this blood man has been walking on the grassland. The bloody wounds have begun to fester. Flies and mosquitoes are flying around him, looking strangely miserable.

The Qingzhou defenders didn't know who this person was, but they only knew that after being injured so badly, they would definitely not be an ordinary person.

The man opened his eyes, his lips were covered with blood blisters, and he spoke to the soldiers surrounding him, "Tell Fan Xian, I promised him that I did what he did."

Fan Xian rushed over and held him, looking at the wound on his body, feeling chilled. In this operation on the grassland, he was responsible for leading Shanyu and Haitang. After all, Haitang would not be able to kill him. The shadow acted silently and the risk was not great. The real most difficult part was Wang Shisanlang assassinating Zuo Xianwang.

Fan Xian didn't know how Wang Shisanlang killed the powerful Zuo Xianwang in the Lianmian Hu Camp, but he only knew that the other party's promised his affairs had been completed perfectly.
Chapter completed!