"Ahem..." Mo Xiuzhu, who was standing aside, couldn't help but cough a few times when he heard this sentence.
I was too physically exhausted last night...
Emma, this sentence immediately reminded him of the conversations he heard outside their tent last night.
It seemed that Han Qing had fought hard all night, otherwise he would not have looked so out of spirits in the morning.
"So, Gang Leader, are you okay? Will you be tired if you continue on the road?" Xiong Ying didn't know what Ye Qiqi was talking about. He just thought she was tired from traveling for days, so he quickly asked her with concern.
"It's okay, let's pack up and set off." Ye Qiqi waved her hands, turned to look at the team that had packed up, and turned to Mo Hanqing and said.
"Yes." Mo Hanqing nodded lightly and whistled at the horse that was grazing under a tree not far away. The horse immediately ran towards this side obediently.
Mo Hanqing took the reins of the horse, reached out and patted the horse's head, then turned on the horse and said to the others: "Get ready to go."
"good!"
Ye Qiqi, Mo Xiuzhu, and Murong Hongyu nodded, and whistled at their horses at the same time, and they all got on their horses one by one.
After reorganizing, they took four thousand men and horses and continued on their way north.
However, in the next few days, Mo Xiuzhu discovered that Mo Hanqing seemed to be getting more tired day by day.
On the contrary, Ye Qiqi became more energetic every day.
Tsk tsk tsk…
Is this the legendary harvesting of yang and replenishing yin
No matter how good Han Qing's physical strength is, he can't bear to be like this every night...
As Mo Xiuzhu thought this, his eyes towards Mo Hanqing became more and more sympathetic.
After traveling all the way north for more than twenty days, Ye Qiqi and the others finally arrived in Northern Xinjiang.
The northern territory is vast and has diverse terrain. Large grasslands are connected to large mountains. At a glance, the sky is high and the sky is high and the sky is vast.
Ye Qiqi pulled the reins of his horse, looked at the vast scenery in front of him, turned to Mo Hanqing and asked: "Should we go to Yanyun City first?"
"Yes." Mo Hanqing nodded lightly and said: "Yanyun City is at the junction of Northern Xinjiang and the Central Plains. It is the only way for us to enter Northern Xinjiang. We will arrive not long after walking further."
"Okay, then let's move forward." Ye Qiqi looked at the scenery in front of her that was completely different from the capital city, feeling extremely excited in her heart.
After the four thousand men continued walking for about half an hour, a towering city wall finally appeared in front of them.
On the city wall, the three words "Yanyun City" are written vigorously and powerfully.
Mo Hanqing raised his head and glanced at the gate of Yanyun City, then rode his horse and walked slowly towards the soldiers guarding both sides of the gate.
"Who is coming?" The soldiers guarding the city gate suddenly became nervous when they saw the four thousand men and horses standing outside the city gate.
"Prince Jing'an, Mo Hanqing." Mo Hanqing said in a cold voice while riding on horseback, his deep black eyes slightly lowered as he looked at the soldiers.
"King Jing'an?" The soldiers were slightly startled, looked at each other, then put away the vigilant expressions on their faces, and turned to him respectfully: "I didn't know that King Jing'an is here. The subordinates have missed the welcome, but... the letter from the capital said that King Jing'an only brought a thousand light cavalry to Yanyun City, but now... this... "