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"Speed up!"

The cold wind whistled through the vast wilderness, like a huge palm constantly patting at Urushion's tent, producing waves of "pat" sounds. The lanolin torches in the tent were burning vigorously, the flickering flames made the skin of the Big Account as bright as day.

Outside Ningxian City, within the spacious tent inside the Urushion, Bao Xihu and a few clan leaders were entertaining Lord Wu Huan Ge Wulu and his generals. They were eating big chunks of meat and drinking big bowls of wine, their wild, rough laughter spreading in the cold wind across the snowy plains.

Lord Wu Huan of the Upper Valley County was a large head of the Upper Valley County, recognized by the imperial government as a Lord Wu Huan. He was in her sixties, and his lean body seemed to have become as cold as it could be. Her clean-cut face was lined with crisscrossing wrinkles. Clearly, he was old, and her time was passing.

However, it was this wooden dog, Wu Huan, that was colluding with the Urushion to rob the Upper Valley County. Although they had already pledged their allegiance to the big sized man in name, they were the same as the Urushion outside the city, a group of heartless jackals.

Suddenly, a noise came from outside the tent, the tightly closed tent flap was suddenly opened by someone, a tall and sturdy figure rushed into Bao Xihu's Big Account, the powerful wind blowing through the tent causing the burning lanolin torches to flicker between light and light.

Ge Wulu's eyes flashed. The person who came in was actually his eldest son, the Ge Wuka in charge of guarding the old camp. His heart sank and he could not help but cry out: "Ge Wuka, why have you come?"

Ge Wuka took two steps forward and knelt in front of Ge Wulu, and said loudly: "Father, it's bad, the news that came just now was that Han Dynasty appointed a new rider general, a new scoundrel from the Youzhou. In the morning of the day before yesterday, he brought over 300,000 troops and entered Youzhou!"

"What!?" What did you say? " Ge Wulu suddenly stood up, his eyes glared, and forcefully lifted Ge Wuka up from the ground, and shouted sternly: "Is what you said true? Who told you that? "

Ge Wuka steadied himself and said with a bitter face, "Father, our people have just returned from Suo Prefecture and we personally saw the taiwai of Zhuo County, Wei You, leading the officials of Zhuang County to welcome the imperial court. I heard that the rider general is Yang Lin, the one who pacified xanthopanax, the one who annihilated fresh inferior's Sagudo Tribe last year. This time, he brought an army, which included the Five ten thousand people's cavalry! "

"Ah …" Ge Wulu was shocked, and almost fainted on the spot. Yang Lin's notoriety had long ago spread throughout the plains, especially when he had turned twenty thousand fresh and inferior men into Mute Eunuch, which made even the ferocious fresh inferior and Urushion tremble in fear!

Bao Xihu finally regained his senses from his shock, of course he knew Yang Lin, he immediately stood up and said to Ge Wulu: "Master Ge Wulu, since Han Dynasty has sent a large army, it seems like we will not be able to take advantage of this here. When I decided to withdraw my troops, would you also retreat to the other side of the wall? "

Ge Wulu was startled for a moment. He was also afraid that he would be taken revenge by the Chinese Army, but he was truly unwilling to part with the Upper Valley County's grassland, and he was even more unwilling to wander around the bitter and cold Plains of the Fences. He hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "large head Bo Xi, you may leave, we need to stay."

"Alright then!" Bao Xihu was just taking care of Ge Wulu in passing, he did not have the mood to worry about Ge Wulu at all. He immediately stood up and sternly shouted, "Men, leave the camp for the night."

When Ge Wulu and Ge Wuka emerged from Bao Xihu's Big Account, they immediately brought the few generals back to their own camps. When he arrived at the entrance of Bao Xihu's camp, Ge Wuka suddenly turned his head and looked at the retreating Bao Xihu Tribe. He said thoughtfully: "Father, are we really not going to follow them?"

"I know you are worried about Chinese Army's revenge." Ge Wulu swept a glance at his son Ge Wuka, and turned around to look at the southern sky, revealing a trace of smugness. We will immediately go to Han Dynasty and show our willingness to submit to the Chinese. The Chinese Emperor will definitely pardon us and maybe even reward us with a large amount of wealth. "

Under the same moonlight, the three thousand cavalrymen were like a tornado, sweeping towards the vast snowy plains. They carried scimitar s on their waists and carried quiver of arrows on their backs. Their bodies were pressed tightly against the horses' backs and their legs were tightly gripped with horse belly s. Their bright eyes were closely staring in front of them.

Suddenly, the fresh inferior at the front raised his scimitar, and the thousands of riders slowly stopped. Following fresh knight's line of sight, there were thousands of tents flickering in and out of the snow thousands of steps away from them.

The leader of the group was the one who had a clear conscience. Although he was not tall, he looked extremely sturdy. His arms were as thick as a bowl, and his strength was immense. He raised the scimitar high up in the air and roared loudly.

"Aooo …" "Warriors of the gokuda, in front of us is the damned Black Haunted Dog Camp. Their young and strong have all gone to attack the Ningxian. It's time for us to get rich and snatch all their women and sheep, kill them all …"

"Aooo …"

The three thousand warriors howled, and quickly took out their scimitar. They urged their horses to run, and under the cold moonlight, thousands of scimitar shined with a cold light, and followed their leader, pouncing towards the tent in the snow.

This was the Ge Wulu Tribe of the Urushion. Most of their young men were sent by the large head to attack the Ningxian. When the few young elites on guard discovered the fresh inferior, they had already rushed to the edge of the tribe.

"Kill …"

The sharp sabers fiercely hacked down as heads tumbled to the ground one after another, rolling around in a mess. His expression was still ferocious, hot blood spewed out from his neck one after another, reflecting the cold crescent moon red, and the burning mutton fat torches illuminated the hell-like slaughterhouse.

wuaoo …

A twelve to thirteen year old Wu Huan just came out of the tent and raised his head to meet with two fresh knight s. His mouth was wide open, and before he could even cry out, the cold scimitar had already pierced through the starry sky, and its young head floated in the air as it stared fixedly at the two ferocious fresh inferior man s with an indifferent expression.

"Child, my child …" A woman named Wu Huan howled in agony. He reached out his hand to snatch the 7-8 year old boy from the man's hands. However, the little boy's gaze was also indifferent, staring blankly at the stick in front of him. But before he could figure it out, the sharp scimitar had already streaked past his neck.

"AHH!"

Lady Wu Huan screamed and hugged the headless boy tightly. The blood that shot out was like a fog of blood that covered the sky, spraying all over the woman's face. She howled with all her might, her bloody face like a ghost's.

Guangyang County City was also the place where the history of the Youzhou's assassination was located. In the later generations of Beijing, Yang Lin chose this place as his headquarters for a reason. Beijing was the capital of many generations. Even if the world were to fall into his hands in the future, he would be prepared to stay here for the rest of his life.

Although there was a luxurious Schmidt's house inside the Guangyang City, and the Guangyang taiwai was also well organized, Yang Lin still insisted on living in the camp outside the city with his brothers. These generals and soldiers were his foundation, and he would not leave them.

At night, Yang Lin walked towards the tents of the few girls. The few girls' tents were not far from Yang Lin's tent. When Yang Lin arrived, they had just finished setting up their tent. Seeing that Yang Lin had arrived, the few girls immediately surrounded him. Yang Lin carried them one by one and kissed each of their cheeks without saying a word.

"Let me tell you some good news, Qin Yi, Qin Yao is pregnant." As she hugged Xiao Qing, she leaned on Yang Lin's shoulder and said that softly, her words seemed to carry a little envy, and even a little jealousy. They had followed Yang Lin for a few months already, but they were not pregnant.

Yang Lin turned his head and saw the shy faces of Qin Yi and Qin Yao. His heart was moved as he gently kissed Qin Yi and Qin Yao's lips. In front of the other little girls, Qin Yi and Qin Yao didn't feel too good at first, but due to the excitement in their hearts, they still couldn't help but kiss. Yang Lin carried Qin Yi and Qin Yao in his arms and kissed them hard. This is great, we'll stay in Guangyang City from now on, and won't be going anywhere. "

"Will we be settling down in Guang Yang from now on?" Hearing that he was not leaving Guangyang City, Xiao Qing quickly asked. The little girls followed him to China. They were tired and just wanted to take a rest. However, when they heard that they couldn't leave, a smile immediately appeared on their faces.

"Yes, we will stay in Guangyang City." Yang Lin nodded his head and said with a smile. Unknowingly, Yang Lin had treated the Youzhou as his base of operations, so no one could let him leave.

"Do we live in tents every day?" They had followed Yang Lin for such a long time and they had been living in the tent all this time, so they were a little unwilling.

"We just came to the Youzhou, and the soldiers were still calming down their rebellion, so we decided to stay in the luxurious Schmidt's house. When the weather is slightly warmer, I will send people to clean up Schmidt's house and we will move in. " Seeing the girls suffering alongside him, Yang Lin felt embarrassed. If not for the rebellion of fresh inferior and Urushion, he would have sent people to take care of them a long time ago.

"Guang Yang is great. It's just that the winter is too cold. It's not as warm as our Zhuo County." Upon hearing that they would be staying in Guangyang City for the rest of their lives, Xiao Qing couldn't help but think of the Land of Buried Gods. The winter there would be much warmer than in Youzhou. Although there was also snow, the ice was frozen for a very short time. It would never be like the Youzhou, freezing cold for as long as a few months.

Speaking of the cold, Yang Lin suddenly felt a chill, his body was strong, and he did not seem to be afraid of the cold, but he felt a chill too. Looking around, he realised that there was not even a trace of hot air in the tent, and could not help but ask: "What is going on? Why is there no heat in the tent? "

"It's nothing, I just set up a tent, the fire hasn't started yet." Qin Yi said softly, and casually rubbed his hands. It seemed that they were indeed very cold. But they were still smiling, as if the cold didn't bother them.

"Why is it so slow to light a fire?" Yang Lin said with dissatisfaction. The maid he arranged for these girls should have long been set ablaze, so why hasn't it been lit up yet?

"The wind is strong today, so it's been a long time since the fire was ignited. There's no helping it, I can only endure for a while." Qin Yi was afraid that Yang Lin would scold and scold the maids angrily, so she immediately helped them to get out of the way.