Nightfall

The winter wasteland Dan Shidan is not blowing the wind, then the wind may not be very strong, but it is like a fine comb into the depths of the cotton coat, combing away the scorching temperature of the human body. Mo Shanshan still wore that thin white dress, and the blue belt around her waist was like a deep lake, which formed a strong contrast with her straight and diffuse vision.

Her ink-like eyebrows slowly raised, looking at Ning Que and asked: "You killed their generals, don't you worry that these Yanqi will hate you, don't contribute in the battle, even directly to the horse thief surrender?"

"Cultivating credible officers in the army will inevitably damage the interests of the subordinate soldiers, so the relationship between the dead general and these cavalrymen will not be very good, especially if they are Yanguo cavalrymen. I am a Tang dynasty. "

Ning Que carefully checked with his fingers whether the grass rope connected between the three Park knife handles was firm, and lowered his head and replied: "I just killed the swallow general and restrained the officers. The two hundred swallows are indeed angry, but It ’s not grief and anger, that is to say they are not sad, this and anger are more taken from fear and uneasiness. "

Mo Shanshan looked at the hat that covered most of his face and said: "They are afraid of you ... fear will make people want to stay away. Perhaps for this reason, they may surrender to the horse thief."

"As a soldier, even a weak Yan, it is a very difficult decision to surrender to the horse thief, but all such decisions require thinking, and thinking requires a relaxed mental environment:"

Ning Que raised his head and looked at the horse thief who was still patrolling the wilderness but did not attack. He said: "Now the situation is too tense, and the arrow may fall on them at any time. The time and environment of the Yan Guo cavalry did not think. Now, they are like a group of wild horses who have lost their heads and are at a loss. As long as a horse goes out, they will follow subconsciously, and what I want is their blind obedience.

Mo Shanshan looked at his profile and said, "Have you ever been in the army?"

Ning nodded.

Mo Shanshan nudged the cheek ether wire and said after the silent film: "With you, I can really learn a lot."

Ning Que looked at her and smiled and said, "No politeness, and what I can learn from me is actually not a good thing. If possible, I hope that I haven't had a chance to learn this in my life. "

After losing the troop army who is doing great things in the ordinary day, the high-ranking army officers and those officers who only know how to **** and **** the military power, the two hundred Yanqi is not very sad, but only a little angry, and it is precisely because of the loss of these collars, their Anger, as expected, quickly became helpless, and finally quiet obedience.

Any army that can conquer good wars must have its own unique temperament. It is a pity that Yan Army obviously has no temperament. If it is replaced by any Tang army, it will never be taken after the general is killed. Will obey the other party's command so well and honestly.

Ning Que is satisfied with Yan Jun's unique temperament.

He did not appear in front of the scene to personally command, but passed the orders through the carriage where Mo Shanshan was located, and the four Mochiyuan disciples, such as Huahua, temporarily replaced the positions of the Yan officers. The order in the camp, the withdrawal of the whistle ride, and the strengthening of the defense. All the commands were executed the fastest. Everyone, including Yanqi, did not have any complaints. The order and atmosphere were even better than those of the previous days.

The food team embarked on a journey northward, and more than 600 horse thieves still followed. According to the order from the carriage at the carriage, the whole catty ... The degree of the food delivery team is precisely controlled within a certain range, and it is constantly changing, fast and slow, although it is Minfu Cheng said that this change in harmony was undoubtedly a torture, but they still insisted on picking after all, and caused some trouble to the horse thieves more or less.

The most dangerous twilight time, spent between the silent forward chase, the food team dragged into a long dragon, wearily entered a rare low-lying area in the wasteland, when the sky was dark and the light was blurred.

The so-called low-lying area is because the ups and downs of the meadow on the left and right sides can't see the end in the dim sight, as if it were a mountain valley in the south, but the terrain is slightly slower and not so steep.

The dozens of Yanqi who led the way ahead could n’t help but feel a little surprised when they heard the whistle from the rear, because the whistle indicated that the food team decided to camp here: but anyone with common sense in the military would not choose to This camped with the low ground. There are meadows on both sides of the lowland. If the hundreds of horse thieves are rushed down by the terrain and pulled into a long line of food teams, the fragile defense will be broken in a very short time, which is very dangerous.

Immediately afterwards, the carriage passed the latest order to let the grain trucks gather in a row and fold down the carriage panels as a large shield, but did not allow the husband to dig the pit, nor set up the tripping horses in the dark areas on both sides. It feels as if the people in the carriage have given up the defense, waiting in vain for the horse thieves to attack.

The last twilight came from the horizon, reflecting the dying red blood, the low-lying land of the food team was already dim, and it was vaguely visible that people were hurriedly disassembling the carriage panels, and there was a rise in cooking smoke.

Suddenly, the smoke of the rising state of those states suddenly tightened, as if frozen by the cold air. The busy people looked up to the left and right meadows, their bodies suddenly stiffened, and there was silence.

Hundreds of horse-riding thieves are now on the meadow more than a hundred feet away. This is the closest distance between horse thieves and food. The black-pressed horse thieves stand recklessly on the top. Under the setting sun, it seems to be a dense layer of hemp The mountain forest is burning fiercely, giving a very intense pressure. Ning Que lifted his hat a bit, looking at the group of horse thieves on the meadow, frowning slowly: He noticed today ’s The horse thief became more disciplined and more silent, and no horse thief provoked the horse. The whistle threatened: he noticed that there were more than ten more rides in front of the horse thief group.

The reason why he has "more" more than ten rides is because he confirmed that these more than ten horse thieves riding méng faces have never appeared in his field of vision. That is to say, these more than ten horse thieves are riding today. The state arrived, and the alarming change of the horse thieves was precisely because of the arrival of these horse thieves: "Even if it is not the representative of the forces behind them, these more than ten rides should be the main people." Ning Que looked at those handles The horse whip looked at the horse thief pointing at the camp, looked at the piece of cloth méng on their faces, and whispered: "If there is a chance, find a way to kill these more than ten rides, maybe you can get rid of it:"

Mo Shanshan stood next to his shoulder, looked at it indifferently, and said: "You once said that the goal of these horse thieves is not grain and grass, and killing and deterrence will not play any role."

"A horse thief is a horse thief, and a horse thief or a horse thief raised by them. They are more afraid of death than anyone else, and I believe that whether Wang Ting or Yan Wang want to raise so many horse thieves in the wilderness, they must be separated ..."

Ning Que glanced at her and said, "That is to say, these horse thieves do not belong to each other. They just listen to the words of the more than ten horse thieves who arrived in the state today, and kill these people. The horse thieves will be wary."

Immediately afterwards, he watched her and added very seriously: "It's still that sentence, you are the strongest person in the whole team, so you can't take the shot until the last minute, otherwise it will be a waste."

Mo Shanshan's eyes are slightly drooping, and his sparse and long eyelashes lie on his fair skin, reflecting the last twilight. It is very beautiful, and the slightly-drumped cheeks are cute, but the silence that does not speak is unbearable.

Ning Que ignored her, unloaded the heavy package from the back of the **** horse, stuffed it into the carriage behind him, and said seriously: "The contents of the package are very important for me to ride and help me keep it safe."

Mo Shanshan raised his head and looked at him and said, "Your secret?"

Zi Que said: "Not bad."

"You seem to have many secrets."

"You also have a lot." Ning Que said Mo Shanshan's eyes narrowed and asked, "Why don't you worry about the horse thief's night raids?"

Ning Que looked at her squinted eyes and looked at the nice wrinkles in the corners of her eyes, and couldn't help but think of the leaves of a certain plant, like a willow tree?

"The reason is very simple, because it is difficult to show the caravans to hide their possessions at night, and wait for the day to pick up and pick up, and they are afraid that the border soldiers will search and arrest after seeing the warning. And the night attack will make their riding skills discounted, the most sharp. It's uncomfortable for horse thieves to discount their means. It's rare to follow them for so many days like this. "

Mo Shanshan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Since it is rare, why can't they attack the night infrequently?"

Ning Quexian did find it easy to lose to the girl in white. After a little silence, he said: "These are the reasons that the horse thief ancestors summed up with the death of blood. They will not deviate:"

"Maybe they can't think they want to deviate, because this is already deep in their instinct consciousness." Ning Que looked at her and said: "Just like you write a symbol, you don't need to think about how to write that symbol. The ink pen will make a choice in advance of your thinking and walk around by yourself. "

Mo Shanshan looked at him quietly and asked, "Do you also understand symbols?"

Ning Que smiled gently and replied: "Slightly understand."

Perhaps it is due to the imminent war ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Perhaps it is because the sunset is too beautiful and the night is too close. At this time, in his eyes, Moshan Mountain has to become a lot more pleasing, although her eyes are still proud and indifferent. , But he secretly thought that, due to her reputation in the world, it should be so.

In the same way, Mo Shanshan also felt that this year, the Tang Dynasty became more pleasing to the eyes.

This night, Ning Que and the Yan cavalry behind those teams passed by. He ordered the Yanqi to sleep with his mount, not allowed to remove the armor, and he also put on a light armor of the Yan army.

"The reinforcements are already on the road, and as long as we reach Zhongtian, we will win."

By the fire, he looked at the Yan Guo cavalry who looked sad and even numb and said seriously.

The expressions of Yanqi's men finally changed, and Yihe began to see something called hope.

Ning Que does not know whether there will be reinforcements. He only knows that those horse thieves will definitely attack early in the morning. If the situation is wrong, he will ride on the **** horse without hesitation: just ca n’t forget to bring the package You should also bring a Tmall girl, as well as discretionary Hua ... Moshan Mountain should also be brought ... It seems that there are too many things and people to bring. a.