Chapter 353

In the morning, a thin mist rose in the mountains, and drops of morning dew hung on the green branches and buds on the mountains. When the sun poked its head out from behind the clouds, it reflected colorful lights.

In front of the Heishui pass, 10000 iron cavalry stood quietly, one man and two horses, the red cloak flying in the wind, and the long gun reflected a bleak light.

"Be careful!" Ling Qingyu brushed the morning dew on Yang Zhao's cloak with her hand, stepped back and said, "I'll wait for you to come back!"

A smile floated from the corner of her mouth. Yang Zhao pulled her over, bowed his head and gently kissed her lips, whispering, "OK, I'll come back!"

Put on your helmet, roll over and mount your horse. Yang Zhao's spear in his hand at one stroke. The flag of Yang Zi in the hands of the flag bearer in front of the team was raised high, making a loud noise in the wind. The front team set out slowly.

Ling Qingyu ran up the building. With the sound of horses' hoofs, the 10000 iron cavalry slowly and quietly left the pass. In the morning, the sun shone on the leading man. The red armor flying cape made the slender and straight body take on the meaning of awe.

Ling Qingyu's canthus are a little wet. Before dawn, she gave him the armor, chest armor, leg armor and arm armor. She is familiar with all the details of his body, his body, his hands and his straight and slender legs. She has also seen his various expressions, spoiled and gentle, apologetic and sad, but today, the touch rises from the bottom of her heart, making her canthus tears drop by drop. It turns out that this is the real Yang Zhao,

The men and horses have gone far, and the door of heishuiguan is closed heavily. Alan poked and looked at Ling Qingyu in front of him and said, "girl, let's go to worship God?"

"Huh?" Ling Qingyu withdrew her eyes and looked at Alan with doubts.

"I heard Qin Yuanxiang say that every time Li Yan went to the battlefield, she would go to a temple to worship, and then Li Yan was fine every time." Alan whispered.

Ling Qingyu was stunned. God, yes, there should be a God, right? Glancing at the empty mountain road, he nodded and said, "OK, where is it?"

"What's the name of the Sanhuang temple? It seems not far away. It's in Fanshi county. It's probably more than a hundred miles. Let's go by horse and come back in the evening." Alan looked at the sky and said.

To wait at home like this, I don't know how to be anxious, but he went to the battlefield. No matter how worried he was, he couldn't follow him. It's better to find something to do. Ling Qingyu nodded and said, "OK, go and have a look."

"In charge!" He Li stepped forward to block Ling Qingyu. Thinking again, once the battle starts, there will also be a battlefield here at the Heishui pass, and it is not safe to leave her here in the camp. Seeing Ling Qingyu looked at her suspiciously, he laughed and said, "don't worry, the general will be fine. If you want to go to Fanshi County, you should bring more people."

Ling Qingyu shook his head with a smile and said, "we two and Ying Jiu don't look at each other together. With them, people will know at a glance. It's easy to cause trouble. If it's okay, we'll go to Shangxiang and come back. In a few days, Yan Qi and they should also arrive."

The last bloody wedding let people in Daixian know Yang Zhao's wife, but Ling Qingyu hasn't been out to socialize, so people in Daixian actually don't know what she looks like. Now in this period, taking her relatives with a big bang is labeling herself.

"Wang Zuo, Kang family, you take ten people to change clothes and go with the leader." He Li turned around and ordered, then turned back to Ling Qingyu and said, "it's better to be careful." Now at this time, they can't get away, and Yan Qi is not here.

"Ting'an, have all the scouts been released?" He Li looked at Ling Qingyu downstairs and got on the horse under the service of Ying Jiu. He Li took those Pro guards who changed clothes and left the path and asked.

"All have gone out. The people led by the college captain should be able to cross the mountain today. Those people must have never thought that we are also divided into two ways." Yin Tingan replied, hesitated for a moment, and still asked, "brother Li, can we really wait like this?"

"Let's wait for Shuozhou to send troops. After Shuozhou sends troops, we will be famous when we go out." He Li withdrew his eyes and turned to the direction of Shuozhou, saying, "tell your brother to be ready for war at any time!"

"Yes!"

After being taught by Yang Zhao hand in hand for so long, now he can easily ride a horse and trot on the path full of spring light by himself. Ling Qingyu's thoughts are a little drifting away.

auzw. com

This war seems to have cost a lot of money. The number of people leading the Zhao family army system has reached 400000, and the logistics personnel are only afraid to need a hundred thousand or two? How much will it cost? Even heishuiguan, the stepmother, made up for last year's military pay this time, and gave another million Guan. Can Zhou afford it with his current national strength? What if I lose? The Song Dynasty in my memory didn't win much.

Bah bah! Ling Qingyu spat and was sure to win. Zhao Yinfeng of the Zhao family heard that he was also a strong general. Zhao Yinfeng's strong generals were like clouds. You must fight well! Let my a Zhao just go to make soy sauce!

Although it was riding, it was already noon when Ling Qingyu and Alan ran to the Sanhuang temple at the speed of Ling Qingyu and Alan. The temple was large and the incense was very prosperous. It was encountering the temple fair, and the people in front of the temple came and went very lively.

Shadow nine tied the horse and bought incense and candles. Fang accompanied Ling Qingyu and Alan into the temple, while Wang Zuo and other guards waited outside the temple.

Kneeling on the futon, Ling Qingyu prayed with unprecedented piety for the gods on the throne to bless Yang Zhao's safe return from this trip. After praying, Fang and Alan walked out, giving incense and giving money, and kowtowing and incense along all the halls in the temple.

Outside the temple, there are many stalls. In addition to incense and candle stalls, there are also stalls selling handicrafts and food. Smelling the fragrance, Ling Qingyu and Alan looked at each other, and their stomachs were gurgling.

In the morning, in order to see Yang Zhao off, I just ate some porridge with him. It's afternoon now. No wonder I'm hungry. Ling Qingyu and Alan went to the side stall and waved to Wang Zuo and them to eat together.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" A team of motorcade came from the official road. A dozen fast horses in front of them shouted loudly as they galloped, waving whips to drive away the crowded crowd in front of the temple. Many people fell to the ground and were beaten violently.

Wang Zuo and others immediately put down their bowls and held the handle of the knife. Although this place is at the junction of Hedong road and Hebei Road, it still belongs to the sphere of influence of Heishui pass. Can anyone be so rampant here?

"Wait!" Ling Qingyu shouted in a low voice, and then stared at the approaching motorcade. During those days in Bianjing, he still knew something, such as the Royal logo on the carriage.

"Let's go, Wang Zuo. Go and lead the horse first. Don't disturb them." Put the bowl down, Ling Qingyu whispered.

"Yes." Wang Zuo answered, took the pro guard and quietly left the noodle stall, and walked around to lead the horse. There were many people coming from the other side. Seeing that the posture was not ordinary. Although they would not be afraid of anyone in the sphere of influence of Heishui pass, after all, with Ling Qingyu and Alan, safety was the first.

After a dozen ferocious guards cleared the road in front of the temple, the motorcade stopped in front of the temple, and a servant knelt down in front of the carriage, letting the man who came out of the carriage step on his back and get off the carriage.

The man who came down was dressed in a red Python robe, with a beautiful face in his early twenties, but his eyes were black with some cyan.

Looking at the gorgeous woman who came out of the carriage later, Alan whispered in Ling Qingyu's ear, "this man is too drunk and his body has been hollowed out."

"Will you die early?" Ling Qingyu also asked in a low voice.

"It's impossible to live long anyway." Alan snorted softly.

Seeing that Wang Zuo had already led the horse across from him, Ling Qingyu said, "fuck him, let's go and be careful."

Shadow nine put the copper money on the table, stood up first, and kept his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Seeing that the pedestrian was about to enter the temple gate, Ling Qingyu also stood up. As soon as they entered, he went to meet Wang Zuo, and then went back immediately. I'm afraid this man is the son of the second prince who oversees the army and the son of the Royal concubine. In a word, he also has a holiday. But when this kind of war, he also brought beauties to play. Ling Qingyu was angry and glared at his back.

As if sensing her eyes, the second prince, who was just about to step into the temple, stopped and turned to look over.

Shadow nine fiercely pulled Ling Qingyu, and the people sitting at the table next to them had flown out, and the sword light with cold awn pointed directly at the second prince and everyone.