The arrow slammed into the air, and it came quickly.
Li Xuanzhen's tall body hugged Li Yaoying, hugged her to avoid, several long arrows brushed past his arm, nailed to the sand, and fell into the tail.
There were a few loud swoops, and an iron arrow was shot from nowhere. The arrow was full of strength, like a meteor chasing the moon, and a few Beirong cavalrymen who shot arrows in the distance fell off their horses one by one.
Li Xuanzhen embraced Yaoying, who was trembling slightly, unaware of the sound of gold and iron horses behind him. His body was covered in scars, as if a sharp knife was stirring in his flesh and blood, but at this moment, he was already overwhelmed by the overwhelming joy, and he couldn't feel it at all. Pain in the body.
Chang'an is not far from Liangzhou. As long as she is afraid, regrets, and asks him for help, he can save her at any time. However, she was taken captive by Haidu Aling to the Western Regions, and then she was exiled to a more distant royal court, which had little contact with the Central Plains. He crossed the Qilian Mountains, left the Yumen Pass, walked 800 miles away from Mohe Yanqi, escaped from Yizhou, climbed over the majestic Tianshan Mountains, and searched for so long in the vast desert that seemed to never end, he found it all the way. In an unfamiliar place outside the realm, I finally found her.
She was still alive, growing taller and stronger, her little face pressed against his chest, and the arms hugging his waist were flexible and strong.
Li Xuanzhen tightened her arms and hugged Yaoying tightly, for fear that this was just his hallucination under his thirst, hunger and pain. There is only yellow sand in the sky.
The arms around her shoulders tightened like iron clamps, Yaoying was a little breathless, raised her head, a string of crystal tears fell from her cheeks, but her eyes were full of smiles, and the tears could not hide the overflowing joy.
Li Xuanzhen's face was covered with blood and dust, and he could not make out his face, only a pair of phoenix eyes.
He looked at her, lowered his head, put his fingers on her neck, and continued to embrace her.
Yaoying smelled the strong blood and her consciousness gradually returned to her cage. The sound of fighting and arrows breaking through the air forced her to calm down from her ecstasy.
They are still on the battlefield, they can't be careless, the scene in the dream may reappear at any time!
"Brother, let's go to a safe place first!"
Yaoying gently broke away from Li Xuanzhen.
Li Xuanzhen was startled, she shook a bit, and the tighter she hugged her arms, preventing her from moving, her fingers tightly pressing her neck, and she was not allowed to look up at him.
She hasn't reacted yet, as long as she looks at him one more time, she will find that he is not Li Zhongqian.
"Brother?"
Yaoying felt the sudden burst of momentum from his body, and called out in a low voice, her fingers felt sticky and wet, and he was covered in blood.
"Brother, you are injured, be obedient..."
Yaoying raised her head.
Li Xuanzhen met her slender eyes.
The eyes of the two met, the smile on her face suddenly stagnated, and there was a trace of doubt in her eyes.
This trace of doubt made Li Xuanzhen's mind wake up immediately, and the pain of the wound suddenly became incomparably clear and intense. He shivered a few times in pain and fell to the sand.
"Brother!"
Yaoying hugged him and called him anxiously.
"Awei, come here!"
The personal soldiers agreed loudly, ran to them quickly, took out the gauze wound medicine, cut Li Xuanzhen's tattered leather jacket with scissors, checked the wound, found the bleeding wound, and bandaged it to stop the bleeding.
"Brother, don't go to sleep, talk to me, I'm Mingyue slave, I'm here..."
Yaoying shook her hands lightly, unbuttoned the skin on her waist, poured out water and wiped a wet towel to wet Li Xuanzhen's chapped lips, and the towel brushed across his neck to wipe off the blood.
The movement of her hand stopped, and she suddenly recovered from the panic, and looked at Li Xuanzhen carefully.
Li Zhongqian's lines are tough, and there is a finger-long scar from his chin to his neck, which was left when he and the Grand Adversary of Southern Chu fought.
This man doesn't look like his brother.
The next moment, Yaoying continued to pour the water, no longer the gentle pity she had done before, she pushed away the messy hair on Li Xuanzhen's face, and wiped off half of the blood by wiping the towel across his face.
His handsome facial features were gradually revealed, with sword brows and phoenix eyes, and there was a lingering gloom between his brows.
In an instant, the joy in Yaoying's eyes faded away, leaving only a void.
Big ups and downs, but so be it.
She held the handkerchief blankly, and remained silent for a while.
Knowing that she recognized her, Li Xuanzhen smiled bitterly in her heart.
Yaoying looked at him coldly, what she saw in her dream was Li Zhongqian, why did she become Li Xuanzhen
Almost the same scene, the same costume, the same golden hammer... How could Li Xuanzhen hold the double hammer that Li Zhongqian never leaves
A thought flashed through her mind, the blood on Yaoying's face faded, and her expression suddenly turned cold. on his throat.
"Why is my brother's golden hammer in your hands?"
Her voice trembled, and her two eyes fell on his face, without a trace of warmth.
"What did you do to him?"
Li Xuanzhen met Yaoying's indifferent and suspicious gaze and opened her mouth with difficulty, but she couldn't make a sound.
She looked at Li Zhongqian's eyes full of surprise, tenderness, admiration, trust, closeness, and the joy was so intense that it almost overflowed.
Looking at his eyes, there is only coldness.
The difference is so big.
For a moment, Li Xuanzhen's chest was full of jealousy, unwillingness and some things that he couldn't distinguish himself. I really hoped that Li Zhongqian never existed in this world.
Yaoying's hands were hard, and the dagger pressed against his throat: "Li Xuanzhen, what did you do to my brother? How did you take his golden hammer!"
Li Xuanzhen looked into her eyes, "He's still alive..."
He coughed violently, blood dripping from his lips, his body trembled, his pupils dilated.
The soldier's face turned pale, he took out a bottle of life-enhancing elixir, and stuffed it into Li Xuanzhen's mouth: "Princess, there are several big wounds on his body, you can see the bones, this is prostration, it's going to die! He stops the bleeding and sends him back to camp!"
Yaoying frowned, retracted the dagger, stood up, and motioned for her personal soldiers to continue dressing Li Xuanzhen's wound.
Li Xuanzhen has a big life, and he can survive in desperation every time, and it is not so easy to die.
The personal soldiers all gathered around, recognized Li Xuanzhen, dumbfounded, and wiped their eyes in disbelief to confirm that they were not mistaken: "Why did His Royal Highness appear here?"
Yaoying put the dagger back in her waist, "He must have come to find Zhu Luyun."
When she met Zhu Luyun, she guessed that Li Xuanzhen would leave the Central Plains for Zhu Luyun, and he was chased and killed by the Bei Rong soldiers, maybe because his identity was revealed when he met Zhu Luyun.
The soldiers looked at each other in dismay and asked, "Princess, save or not?"
Yaoying nodded and said lightly, "Help."
It is useful to keep Li Xuanzhen, and to recover the land in Hexi, you must form an alliance with him, and he holds Li Zhongqian's double hammer, maybe he knows where Li Zhongqian is.
Wait until he finds out how he got Li Zhongqian's double hammer, and then settle the account with him.
Yaoying sorted out her thoughts and calmed down completely, her face hard to hide her loss.
She really thought that the scene in her dream was reappearing, and the person who ran towards her on horseback was Li Zhongqian. She was afraid that he would be injured, so she went up to meet him without seeing his face clearly.
It's not like Li Xuanzhen didn't hear what she called, why didn't she make a sound
If he made a sound, she could hear it right away.
The personal soldier carrying the flag next to him scratched his head, "Why did His Royal Highness care about the princess so much just now? Still holding the princess and not letting go?"
When the arrows flew everywhere, Li Xuanzhen hugged Yaoying tightly to avoid Liu Ya, and they all watched.
Another soldier snorted and said, "I must have seen an acquaintance when I was running for my life. I was so excited. I wanted to ask the princess to save him. I was afraid that the princess would ignore him, so I hugged the princess tightly!"
Everyone agreed and nodded in unison.
Hate it and hate it, they still tried their best to treat Li Xuanzhen, brought a horse, carried the man up, and retreated to a place far away from the battlefield.
…
At the other end, Mobido ended the battle, leaving some people to clean up the traces, and retreated with the rescued Han Chinese.
A few Han people escaped from the desperate situation, tidied up their instruments, tied their long messy hair, and climbed up the hill.
The two most seriously injured people suddenly lost their strength and fell on the sand. The others helped him up. The group was so silent and walked towards Yaoying step by step.
Yaoying waited beside the hill and walked up to meet them, her eyes swept over the severely wounded Han people in Beirong cavalry costumes, and suddenly felt that they looked familiar.
In the desolate twilight, several Han people described as embarrassed, covered in blood, with firm eyes, they walked to her with each other's arms, and saluted her solemnly.
"If you don't reach Liangzhou, you will never look back. Your Royal Highness, fortunately, you will not be disgraced!"
They raised their faces and looked at her with smiles, their eyes eager and innocent.
The scene in her memory appeared in front of her eyes, Yaoying looked at the blood-covered young man in front of her, her heart pounded with excitement, her mouth was open, and her eyes were wet.
The emotional fluctuations brought by Li Xuanzhen disappeared in an instant.
Yaoying turned over and got off the horse, walked towards the Han people, bent over and bowed to the end.
She once saw off the young people in front of her and said to them: Someday, you and I will have a reunion day!
Today, they reunited in the sand dunes. The group of young men who were not afraid of the sky and the earth were dead, injured, buried in a foreign land, unknown, and only these few people were left alive.
They smiled at her as they left.
Strong youth, prosperous family.
One of the Han Chinese carefully took out a book wrapped in yellow silk, held it in his hand, and knelt down on one knee to Yaoying: "Princess, I am instructed to pass through the heavy blockade and arrive in Liangzhou, find the Wei Dynasty general, in Zhengjing. With the help of Du Sinan, I submitted the Wanyanshu and the letter from the lord of the country, and the emperor of the Wei Dynasty replied."
The others knelt down on one knee, clasped their fists in front of their chests with their right hands, and sparked fire in their eyes.
Yaoying calmed down, suppressed the shock in her heart, and took the letter.
Li De has already unified the north and completely controlled Xishu. It was just when he needed to appease people's hearts and stabilize his political power. The states in the Western Regions that once belonged to the Central Plains Dynasty requested the imperial court to send troops. Posted on the list, wrote an impassioned reply, every word weeping, every sentence inspiring.
But he did not guarantee that he would immediately send troops to retake Hexi.
A look of shame flashed on the faces of the young people.
"Princess, Zheng Jing told us that the court has not forgotten us, but they can't send troops now..."
They hurried back to Gaochang to report the letter and did not dare to stay in the Central Plains for a long time. Although all the officials in the Central Plains were very enthusiastic and shared their hatred and hatred, they wished they could recover their homeland immediately, but when it came to sending troops, the officials hesitated. Pretending to procrastinate, they can see that the Wei Dynasty does not have so many troops now.
Disappointment is inevitable, but they can wait. When the Wei Dynasty unifies the north and south, they can send troops to recover their homeland!
Yao Ying was not surprised to get such an answer. Li De was used to being cautious and would not easily put the elite Wei army on the battlefield to recover Hexi. She never expected him to send reinforcements to fight Beirong directly, as long as she got the Central Plains Dynasty support and response, and things will work out.
Now that Li Xuanzhen is under her nose, Beirong is busy fighting against the royal court, and the Liangzhou army can send troops to support them. Why should they put all their hopes on the elite of the court
Only when they are strong enough to pose a threat to Bei Rong will Li De devote his troops.
But by that time, the team had already grown in size, and Li De could only cooperate with them, not order.
With tears in her eyes, Yaoying looked at the young people in front of her.
His personal soldiers surrounded her one by one, kneeling at her feet like the young people.
The soldiers of the royal court did not approach, they rode aside and watched from afar.
Yaoying stood among the hills, with a glow of sunshine on her shoulders, and smiled.
"You are all the most heroic sons of Gaochang. In Shazhou and Guazhou, there are many sons like you. You stand upright and hope to recover Hexi."
"Yang Qian has formed a rebel army to unite the great families of the Wei Dynasty from all over the country, and the team is growing."
"Without the soldiers and horses of the Wei Dynasty, we will go to the battlefield by ourselves."
"There is no food and grass, we raise it ourselves."
"This army is called the Western Army! We must unite with all the tribes that want to return to the east and regain our homeland and our homeland by ourselves!"
The gust of wind blew through, blowing Yaoying's robe, and the robe flew over. Behind her, several flags representing her stretched out in the wind and fluttered.
The young people looked at her, their tired faces glowed with strange expressions, their eyes were burning, their fighting spirit was rekindled, and their blood was boiling - why didn't the man bring Wu Hook and charge Guanshan Fifty Provinces
They can definitely fulfill the last wish of their ancestors and return to their homeland!
…
The long wind is hunting, and the twilight is magnificent.
Not far away, a team stopped behind the sand dunes. The man on horseback put down his long bow and iron arrow and looked at Yao Ying standing under the blue sky and between the yellow sand. He was speechless for a long time.
Bi Suo on the side looked at Li Xuanzhen in the distance and couldn't help but said, "I have never seen Princess Wenzhao so rude. The princess must miss her brother very much and looks forward to returning to her hometown soon."
In the afternoon, Tan Mo Luojia returned to the camp alone, and had a secret conversation with Bi Su. Suddenly, they received urgent news that there were people from Beirong haunting nearby. The two thought of Mobido and Yaoying, and they brought a team out for fear that something might happen. Pick up people and stop Beirong people by the way.
When they arrived nearby, they heard the sound of fighting, and waved the flag to Mobido's people, indicating that it was their own, and slowly approached, just in time to see Yaoying rushing into a man's arms, and the two hugged tightly.
Bi Su's blue eyes were so round that they almost fell out, subconsciously looking at Tamara's reaction.
With a face towel covering the wind and sand, Tamaroka calmly bent his bow and shot arrows, and several arrows shot down the Beirong cavalry.
It was not until Moviduo led someone to kill all the Northern Rong soldiers that he loosened the bowstring.
Bi Su couldn't guess the expression on his face.
After a while, a soldier came over and said, "General, Princess Wen Zhao seems to have found her brother!"
Bi Su was in a complicated mood. He seemed relieved for a while, and a little disappointed for a while, and his mind became a mess.
Tamara was always silent.
Bi Su sighed and asked tentatively, "They are going back to the camp, can't we make it through?"
"No, just go back to the camp."
Tamaroka withdrew his gaze and turned around.
He had seen her gaffe, but only when she was dreaming, she regarded him as Li Zhongqian, clenched his hand tightly, rubbed it in his palm, and acted coquettishly with him.
But it wasn't long enough to see her dash down the dunes, desperately throwing herself into her brother's arms.
Only in front of Li Zhongqian can she really relax like a child.
She has more trusted and close people.
All kinds of things before, such as dream bubbles, such as dew and electricity.
She came from thousands of miles away, crossing mountains and rivers, and traveling thousands of miles.
Now, she is going back.
The wind rolled up Tamara's robe, and he touched the bead on his wrist, which was empty.
…
The two teams descended the dunes one after the other and met head-on.
Moviduo immediately went up to meet him, and chatted with Tanmaraga and Bi Su in a low voice.
Yaoying threw Li Xuanzhen into the care of her personal soldiers, and ordered her personal soldiers to retrieve the pair of golden drum-beating hammers. When she saw Tan Mo Luojia, she was taken aback and drove her horses away. Approach, poke the horse away.
After rushing back to the camp, Bi Su and the others continued to discuss matters in the big tent.
Yaoying invited a military doctor to treat Li Xuanzhen and the others.
The military doctor pointed at Li Xuanzhen and said, "He is too injured, and the wound is easily infected, so he must sleep in a tent alone."
Xiao Bing was embarrassed and said: "Several tents are full..."
Yaoying frowned, "Let him live in my tent."
Yingjue opened his eyes.
Yaoying said in a low voice, "He has an unusual identity. He will stay in my tent and wait for the Prince Regent to come back so that he can meet and talk with him."
Yuanjue suddenly realized, helped to fight, and moved the seriously injured Li Xuanzhen to Yaoying's felt tent.
Yaoying left her personal soldiers to take care of her, and went to see the children of the Gaochang family by herself, and asked them about the details of the journey and their experiences in the Central Plains. How did they get together with Li Xuanzhen
One of the children was of the same clan as Yang Qian, called Yang Nianxiang, and he was seriously injured, but he was in good spirits.
"We left Gaochang and passed a series of checkpoints in the name of chasing Haidu Aling. The princess' method helped us solve a lot of trouble. But after arriving at Beirong, Mrs. Yina's warrant was useless. We Disguised as herdsmen, trying to get out of the town, the Beirong blockade was too strict, we lost too many people, and we had to hide in the city."
"Later Beirong went into trouble. We encountered a group of monks who pretended to be their monk soldiers and took the opportunity to escape. In the end, the Beirong people found the trail and almost died under their swords. At a critical moment, a group of Liangzhou soldiers Saved us... It turns out that the prince Li Xuanzhen went to Yizhou, and the Liangzhou army did not know when he would return, so they could only send teams to patrol around the border every few days in order to meet them. We were lucky and met them."
Later, when they sent the letter, the governor of Liangzhou was greatly shocked, especially when he knew that Li Yaoying was still alive, he was even more emotional.
Soon, Zheng Jing, Du Sinan, the Crown Princess and others who received the news sent people to Liangzhou one after another to pick up Yang Nianxiang and the others into Beijing for an audience. Li De specially arranged for them to present the book of ten thousand words in public during the great court meeting. Tears welled up in my eyes, and my tears flowed.
Yang Nianxiang couldn't wait to return to Gaochang. After getting Li De's verbal assurance, he took the letter and left immediately. The return journey was also full of dangers. They passed through various checkpoints and tried their best to contact Yang Qian. Yang Qian learned from Xie Qing that Ale would lead his followers to serve Yaoying, and informed them in a secret letter.
The situation is serious, they are hesitating whether to catch up with the Alebu or Gaochang. Unfortunately, they encounter the Beirong people and are forcibly recruited to deliver food and grass for the Beirong people.
They wanted to escape from the Beirong camp, but they hadn't made a comprehensive plan. They accidentally exposed their identities and fled in a hurry. At that time, Li Xuanzhen was also being chased and killed by the Beirong people. They supported each other and fled for their lives all the way. They found the traces of the Ale Department, and they quickly came over. The Beirong cavalry followed closely, and everyone realized that Li Xuanzhen's identity was extraordinary.
After Yaoying listened to Yang Nianxiang's story, she asked softly, "How many brothers did you sacrifice?"
Yang Nianxiang's eyes were slightly red, and Shen Sheng reported a number.
Brothers fell by his side, and they did not retreat, but continued to the east until their mission was completed. Those brothers will never come back.
Yaoying poured him a bowl of hot tea, looked around, and looked at everyone in the tent.
"They will not die in vain, they will not be forgotten, their names will be engraved on the hearts of all people forever, their stories will be recorded in books, and their heroic feats will be passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation."
"We can't live up to their sacrifices. We must fulfill their wishes. Only by recovering our homeland and returning to the Wei Dynasty can we comfort their heroic spirits and let their names be remembered by the world."
Everyone should be in tears.
Yaoying didn't leave immediately, she took a pen and paper, and wrote down the name and place of origin of the deceased boy in detail.
What she said just now were big words to appease people's hearts and relieve Yang Nianxiang's guilt. In fact, the truth is that ordinary heroes are easily forgotten.
She's going to take them down.
She had written down the names of everyone who had escorted her and her relatives and died silently before.
They are all her soldiers, her part.
…
When Yaoying returned to the camp, Li Xuanzhen was still awake.
She sat at the desk and wrote a few letters and handled some paperwork. Before she knew it, it was late at night, and the wind was screaming outside, and the sound of the strong wind beating on the flag echoed in the camp.
At night, Yuanjue brought some medicines for wounds and said, "The one the regent asked me to send is better than the one given by the military doctor."
Yaoying asked, "Where's the regent?"
"He is busy."
"When the regent is done, please come over."
Fate should be, bring the words to.
Half an hour later, footsteps came from outside the tent, and her hand in black gloves opened the felt curtain. Yaoying immediately put down her pen and stood up to meet her: "The general came back alone?"
Tamara nodded yes, and his eyes fell on Li Xuanzhen. He was lying on the blanket, sleeping in the place where she usually slept, his face was pale, and he was still in a drowsiness.
Yaoying whispered: "General, he is Li Xuanzhen, the prince of the Wei Dynasty, my half-brother."
Tamara was speechless for a while.
The candles flickered in the tent.
After being silent for a long time, he asked, "Isn't he Li Zhongqian?"
"No." Yaoying shook her head, "General, he may know the whereabouts of my brother, and he is the prince of the Wei Dynasty. When he wakes up, I want to talk to him about attacking Beirong and regaining lost territory, so I have to He stays in my tent to take care of. Beirong's territory spans east and west, and he will definitely be willing to unite with the royal court to attack Beirong's eastern territory while the main force of Beirong is concentrated here."
She raised her eyes, "But this may disturb the general's rest."
Tamara found his blanket in the corner, moved it to a place, still divided it with a long table, and left the other end empty.
He said, "It's okay."
Yaoying smiled at him, but there was no smile in her eyes, she was very worried.
Tamara asked, "Where's the princess?"
Yaoying patted the empty space beside the desk and said, "I'll sleep here, just spread out the felt blanket."
As she spoke, she rolled out the felt blanket, lay down, wrapped it tightly, looked at the ceiling, and said nothing.
Tamara frowned slightly, sat quietly in the candlelight for a while, then suddenly got up and went out.
"I have something to do, go out for a while, the princess doesn't have to wait for me, and settle down earlier."
Yaoying snorted and didn't ask any further questions.
…
The night wind is cold.
Tamaroka stood outside the tent, looking at the starry night sky, a scripture flashed across the sea of consciousness.
All wonderful desires are like salt water, the more you enjoy them, the more greed you grow.
What is greed
Princess Manda is beautiful and charming, dancing gracefully, he has never been emotional, let alone lustful.
Beauty and ugliness are but appearances.
But greed is not just lust.
He knew that Li Yaoying would leave after the expiration of one year.
Today, he discovered that she could leave at any time without having to wait for the year to expire.
After that, she will never set foot in the royal court thousands of miles away.
She will trust other people and be enthusiastic about it.
Tamara slowly closed his eyes.
He remembered that on the day of the prayer meeting, Li Yaoying folded her hands and bowed to him. The bright beams of light in front of the Buddhist temple shone on her, her eyes were pious and her eyes were smiling.
At that moment, an unexpected thought suddenly popped up.
If she entered Buddhism, she was one of his thousands of followers... He hoped that her bright eyes could only look at him.
She should only believe in him.
He has greed.