After Sima Qingsha's army of Northern Yan marched for fifteen days, they joined up with the army of Dongshang Yang Xun.
Yang Yuanyuan was just over thirty-five years old, in his prime, with a short beard, dark skin, thin facial features, a high-spirited man, and a man who was not angry or arrogant. The little emperor of Dongshang was only six years old. This Yang element, named Prince Regent, was actually the emperor of Dongshang.
After discussing the business with Sima Qingsha, Yang Yuanyuan looked at Luo Wei and said, "You are Luo Wei, Luo Yunqi?"
"It's Luo Wei below," Luo Wei sat down and bowed, "Luo Wei has seen the prince."
"Your name is like thunder," Yang Yuanyuan looked at Luo Wei. He didn't expect that such a delicate looking person would have the courage to put himself in Beiyan's army.
Luo Wei said some modest words without being humble or arrogant, and he could guess about Yang Yuanyuan's thoughts. This is also a person who wants to die, otherwise even if Chunduguan is in hand for a while, facing the Wushuang iron cavalry, they will be in business. Can't hold back the spring.
"This king is only worried about whether Mo Huan Sang will enter Tianshuiyuan," Yang Yuanyuan saw that he could not tell Luo Wei's truth, so he turned the topic to the war.
"Right now, we're chasing after us," Sima Qingsha said, "If there's any more, it depends on Da Zhou's army if they block Mo."
Luo Wei can only laugh, it depends on Long Xuan, and now he can't communicate with Long Xuan, and he doesn't know what's going on at Long Xuan.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Yang Yuan said: "Continue to march."
"This person has such a big temper," Luo Wei whispered to Sima Qingsha when he saw Yang Yuanyuan kicked down a sergeant who was blocking his way: "I have always suspected that this person will become emperor by himself sooner or later."
"Shh," Sima Qingsha hurriedly said, "Don't worry about Dongshang's business." He quietly pointed to Yang Yuanyuan who was walking in front and said, "It's not good for him to hear."
Rowe stuck out his tongue, "I won't say it."
Only after Sima Qingsha and Luo Wei got along for these days, did he realize that Luo Wei seemed to be stable, but in fact he still had a juvenile temperament and an escaped side. "You," Sima Qingsha looked at Luo Wei and shook his head, "What do you want me to say to you?"
"I just told the truth to His Highness," Luo Wei only stared at Yang Element in front of him, so he didn't notice the subconscious doting on Sima Qingsha's expression when he said this to him.
The army moved on.
Luo Wei was sitting on the horse when he heard the sound of thunder in the sky. Just as he was about to say to Wei Lan next to him that it was going to rain again, Dou Da's raindrops fell from the sky and hit him.
"It's raining again," Wei Lan was busy putting on the rain gear on Luo Wei, who was already annoyed by the rain, and couldn't control the people around Beiyan, complaining: "Why does it rain every day in Beiyan? "
The sergeants in Beiyan really wanted to tell Wei Lan that they didn't have so much rain in Beiyan in previous years. They marched in the rain, and it was miserable.
The marching procession stopped as it walked.
"Master," the middle officer from Sima Zhuxie ran to Luo Wei's horse and said, "The bridge in front has collapsed. Your Highness asks you to take shelter from the rain for a while."
Rowe looked around, there was nowhere to shelter him from the rain.
Wei Lan helped Luo Wei off the horse. Long Shiyi held an umbrella for Luo Wei.
"Take care of yourself," Luo Wei also took an umbrella in his hand. He pulled Wei Lan under the umbrella and said to Long Eleven, "I can't get wet, so don't freeze."
"Young master, where are you going?" Long Shi looked at the horses of several people at the back.
"I want to take it easy," Luo Wei replied to Long Shi, for fear that Long Shi would not be able to hear him from behind, Luo Wei said this in a loud voice.
Sergeant Beiyan laughed out loud. Among the high-ranking people, they directly shouted for the person who wanted to be relieved. Except for this third son of Luo today, they have not met the second one.
"Let's go," Wei Lan helped Luo Wei into the woods beside him, "Are you going to call out about this too?"
"Long Xuan's people are here," Luo Wei said to Wei Lan in a low voice as he entered the grove, "Let's go a little further inside."
Long Eleven and a few people stood guard outside the woods.
Luo Wei stood down under an old locust tree with a crooked neck.
Wei Lan went around and turned around, and when she came back, she shook her head at Luo Wei.
"Come out," Rowe said to the half-person-high grass facing him.
A man in a Beiyan uniform came out of the grass, and when he walked in front of Luo Wei, he knelt down on one knee and said, "The villain has seen the son."
"Get up," Rowe gestured to help him. He recognized this person as one of Long Xuan's powerful trusted guards, "What do you want your Highness to say to me?" Luo Wei asked the guard.
"His Royal Highness, following Mo Huan Sang's army, will reach Tianshuiyuan in three days."
"So fast?"
"Mo Huan Sang lost his heavy armor in order to speed up the march."
"When will His Highness start?" Rowe only cares about this now.
"His Royal Highness asked the villain to tell the son," the guard lowered his head and said, "He couldn't find a chance to attack Mo Huan Sang. Sima Zhuxie is half crazy now, and His Highness is going to take him away."
"Sima Zhuxie is crazy?" This news surprised Luo Wei.
"The villain didn't see Sima Zhuxie," the guard said honestly.
"Go on," Luo Wei didn't ask anymore, whether Sima Zhuxie is crazy or not has nothing to do with him.
"His Royal Highness asked the young master to make preparations," the guard said. "After Mo Huan-sang chased him into Tianshuiyuan, the three-way army will fight in a melee. His highness said that the son's departure from the Beiyan barracks is the best opportunity."
"I see, be careful on your way back," Luo Wei said thoughtfully to the guard.
"The villain retire," the guard walked out of the woods.
"Sir, are we going to Tianshuiyuan too?" Wei Lan asked Luo Wei, and he began to be inexplicably nervous again.
"We've got a few days to go," Rowe looked up at the sky and saw no sign that the rain would stop. "It's raining like this," he said to Wei Lan, "I still don't know if people can stand in the plain of Tianshui."
Wei Lan said: "It's a good idea to leave during the melee, but what should Sima Qingsha do if he wants to send someone to watch the son?"
"Then there is only murder," Rowe walked in the rain. "Let's see later. We have prepared the medicine for miasma. If it doesn't work, we can go to the swamp to avoid it for a while."
"Aren't you afraid, son?"
Luo Wei stopped and looked back at Wei Lan, the anxiety in Wei Lan's eyes showed no concealment at all, "What's the use of fear when things are coming?" Luo Wei hugged Wei Lan and said, "I am I'm afraid you will get hurt, Lan, I'm not afraid of the rest."
Wei Lan could only hug Luo Wei. Three days ago, I don't know if it was the rainy days that lasted for several months, which made Wei Lan's previous bone injuries hurt, and the two knee joints were even more swollen, making it difficult to walk. Wei Lan himself can bear this, but Wei Lan is afraid that he will be in Tianshuiyuan, and there is still no sunshine that day, and his symptoms have not eased. How can he protect Luo Wei from the Beiyan Barracks? The small wooden box containing the medicine appeared in Wei Lan's mind again. Wei Lan closed her eyes and hugged Luo Wei tighter in her arms, forcing herself not to think about this, at least not now.