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The next morning, everyone in the camp was still asleep, but a cry of exclamation suddenly came, shattering the dream. Yelvxing turned over and sat up alertly, took out the long knife under the pillow, and opened the curtain with one hand: "What happened?"

"King, sir!" The guard crawled and knelt before him, "The groom was attacked last night, and the golden unicorn was snatched away."

"Who did it?!" Yelvxing was furious.

"This..." The guard hesitated and cast his gaze to Namur on the other side.

"Say!" Yelvxing stretched out his hand and pointed.

Namur knelt on the ground with a "puff", groaning in her heart, and knocking her head heavily on the sand: "The king forgive me, I don't know people clearly. The man who robbed the horse and defected in the middle of the night is Wu and his sick ghost brother. "

"Go after it." Yelvxing said impatiently, "Bring Jin Qilin back with his head to see this king!"

"But they not only snatched the golden unicorn, they also snatched three carts of grain and grass." Namur observed Yelvxing's face, and continued gritted his teeth, "Also, the remaining grain and water buckets They also destroyed more than half of them, and the remaining amount can barely support us back to the barracks. If we turn around and chase us now... it will be difficult even if we want to squeeze out more food and grass for a day." And in this cold and dry desert, Without food and water, the consequences would be disastrous.

This was like a chaotic fist, and Yelvxing was speechless, but he wanted to laugh in his anger. Since I was born to the present, I still suffer from this kind of boring loss for the first time-I was robbed of the mount and robbed of the food. I can only watch the opponent escape, holding the best cavalry and samurai in my hands, but I don’t know which direction to go. To chase.

"Master." Namur still knelt on the ground, "the two of them also left a letter."

"What did you write?" Yelvxing asked.

Namur hurriedly presented with both hands.

That letter was dictated by Lu Zhui and written by Xiao Lan. On a piece of broken parchment, scribbled and earnestly, he first came up to apologize to Namur, and repeatedly promised that he would never reveal the secrets of the ghost town of Stonehenge. In the end, he showed that the rest of his life only wanted to live a stable life, so he was brave. If you have robbed horses and grain, please don't blame the noble king.

Yelvxing didn't say a word after reading it, Namur didn't dare to get up, nor did he dare to speak first. He knew in his heart that the crux of the problem was not in the grain and grass, not in the golden unicorn, but in the ghost town of the stone formations. If this matter spreads to the ears of the Chu Army, then most of the hard work of the past six months will be in vain. Thinking of this, Namur felt even more regretful. He regretted that he could not understand people clearly, and was easily blinded by rhetoric. But the matter was over, no amount of regret would help. He didn't know what decision Yelvxing would make, but he could only feel worried. Waiting restlessly, every moment is suffering, like being in a pan.

"Withdraw." After a long time, Yelvxing finally gave the order. He was calm, and he couldn't even hear the anger in his voice, but everyone around him knew that this was just a choice that was forced to make at a critical moment, and the matter was far from over.

...

Lu Chai waved his horse whip, and the golden horse rushed through the air with four hooves, looking from a distance as if walking on wind and clouds, beautiful hair glowing softly in the sun, healthy body shape without a trace of fat, strong And strong. Lu Chai ran for a long time before tightening the horse's rein. He smiled and looked behind him and shouted: "Hurry up!"

Xiao Lan took a few carts of grain and grass, and it took a long time to "DaDa" to catch up, and said, "Really not waiting for me?"

Lu Chai said: "Who makes you run slow."

"It's all dry food, so calm." Xiao Lan leaned on the rice bag and asked again, "Is Yelvxing really not going to catch up?"

"If you don’t want to get hungry, you have to hurry back with the food and grass we left him. Maybe even so, you will have to be hungry for two days on the road, let alone send someone to chase him." Lu Chai said, "Yelüxing is not. Stupid, he wouldn’t want to fail to understand the pros and cons."

Xiao Lan nodded and threw the water sac to him: "My mouth is dry, take two more sips."

"Why didn't you ask me last night, why didn't you just overturn all the grain and let Yelvxing starve to death in the desert?" Lu Chai got off his horse and sat on the wooden board beside him, leaning against the rice bag comfortably. .

"Test me?" Xiao Lan reached out and put his arms around his shoulders: "If they were all overturned, Yelvxing would not have the capital to hesitate. Even if he paid a high price, he would only send someone to grab food with us." At that time, hundreds of warriors of Xilan Kingdom scattered to find people in all directions. Although they might not be found, once they were found, it was a fierce battle for survival. The purpose of the two people was to save the people, not Kill the enemy alone, so disputes can be avoided if they are avoided. It was the best choice to leave only enough food and grass to make a living, so that Yelvxing would not dare to take the life of a Xilan warrior.

Lu Chau smiled and said, "Yes."

"You're smart, I'm not stupid." Xiao Lan lay down and said something in a low voice. Lu Chai didn't hear clearly, "Huh?"

"I didn't say." Xiao Lan half-closed his eyes, relaxed.

"You said it clearly." Lu Zhui moved back and sat down on his stomach, "Say!"

Xiao Lan smiled even more between his eyebrows, and it was good to sit more for a while.

Lu Chai punched him in the chest.

rogue.

With a long hiss, Jin Qilin galloped in the desert with a few driving horses, chic and elegant, and headed against the wind.

In the ghost town of Stonehenge, after Zhang Mao sent the last dry naan to the people in line, he leaned back under the stone pillar and sighed deeply as he looked at the white mist above his head.

"Master." A young man sat beside him and stuffed half of a pie into his hand. "You haven't eaten for a day, so let's cushion your stomach."

"I'm fine." Zhang Mao shook his head. "You can eat it yourself. If you can't eat it, save it until tomorrow and eat it tomorrow."

"If Master is hungry, who else will take charge of the overall situation for us." The young man said, "Eat it, even one bite is enough."

Seeing that he spoke earnestly, Zhang Mao did not refuse any more, and after thanking him, he tore out a bite and chewed slowly. The scent of food quickly filled his entire mouth, evoking countless gluttons. He gobbled and took another bite, but because he ate too eagerly, he almost choked.

"Master, master, eat slowly." The young man handed him the water sac, which contained water sucked out of the sand by the crowd with their clothes in the middle of the night. Although it was dirty, it could at least sustain life.

Zhang Mao silently finished half of the naan bread. Apart from distributing food for the past two days, he did not dare to say one more word to the people, for fear that someone would ask when he would leave this white misty ghost city. One day when the food runs out, if Wu hasn't come...If he doesn't come, what will the situation be like?

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Mao's back again, and he was eager to hear the horse neigh, hear the yelling, and hear someone who could tell himself that the rescuers are here and the Chu army is here.

"Someone is coming!" someone shouted in the distance.

Zhang Mao suddenly shook his spirits, and his heart was filled with ecstasy. He hurriedly stood up and stumbled forward two steps, but suddenly hesitated, for fear that the shout would cause his own hallucinations. After he rushed past, he still remained the same The white mist obscures the sky.

"Someone is coming! Master! Someone is coming!" The voice became more noisy, one after another, rejoicing.

"The rescuer is here!"

"Someone is here to save us!"

"Food, there is food!"

"Master!" The young man was also in ecstasy before, pulling him up and running. The crowd was constantly flocking to the cheering center. Lu Chai was riding on the golden unicorn, smiling at the surrounding crowd. Xiao Lan stood in front of him, holding the horse in one hand, and constantly blocking the crowds with the other, so as not to be caught by Lu Chai. Throw it to the sky.

"...You are?" Zhang Mao was picked up by someone. After seeing the faces of the two of them, he was a little surprised and hesitant. Isn't it Wu?

"It's me." Xiao Lan touched his chin, "I used to be disguised, but now I have torn off that full face and beard, Master, don't deny me."

"So that's it." Zhang Mao's heart fell loose, almost standing unsteadily, and crying with joy, "It's counted, the hero is counted."

"I'm here to deliver food." Xiao Lan said, "Without a horse, you can't get out of this desert by relying on your legs alone."

The people around gradually calmed down again.

"This food is enough for everyone to stay here for an extra month." Xiao Lan continued, "I will return to the Chu army camp as soon as possible, and let the army bring horse carts to pick everyone out of this ghost city."

No one spoke, everyone was looking at him, with hesitation and loss in their eyes, but also trust and hope.

"Master." Lu Chase said.

"I know." Zhang Mao nodded and yelled to the people with the last bit of strength, "Going out now, we can't get out of the desert. Since these two heroes have brought us food, then we will do it again. Hold on for an extra month, and in one month you will be able to go home!"

"Everyone believe us." Lu Zhui said, "Only one month, one month later, I will personally pick you up and go home!"

"Okay!" After a moment of silence, someone said loudly.

Soon, the second person also stood up, the third person, the fourth person, everyone, and amidst the shouts, someone shouted: "After we go out, we won’t go home anymore and we will stay in the barracks. , Kill the enemy together!"

"Yes! Not going back!"

"We stay, the big guys will go to the battlefield together!"

Looking at those young and excited faces, Lu Zhui and Xiao Lan looked at each other, their hearts were burning and piping hot, blood rushed, and every inch of his soul burned.

The crowd shouted in unison and watched the two leave the ghost town. Zhang Mao picked up the dagger and carved another deep mark on the stone pillar. One month, 30 days, and 30 days later, even though he had a leg deformity, he was eager to return to the barracks, and together with everyone, he would drive out the enemy and protect the rivers and mountains.

"Drive!" Xiao Lan swept Lu Chasing in one hand, holding the horse's rein in the other, and ran toward the sunrise. The two ride a golden unicorn together, the shadows are like a burning sharp arrow, cutting off the roaring wind, stepping on the clouds and flying sand, leaving only an endless cloud of smoke behind them.

Yumen Pass.

He Xiao said: "Old general, when will Xiao Shaoxia come back?"

"I'm so anxious to come back and do something." Yang Qingfeng sat in the courtyard to bask in the sun, "Living in Jiangnan for a while."

"But this is still a war." He Xiao handed over a cup of tea. "The Master Tai Fu sent a secret letter. It also mentioned Xiao Shaoxia, saying that he must have more experience. Seeing this, he will be entrusted with important tasks in the future. "It's not a problem to stay in Jiangnan and not come back.

"Almost soon." Yang Qingfeng said, "According to Lan'er's character, if Xiao Mingyu is okay, he will definitely come back day and night. Let me ask, is your new house ready?"

"Already ready." He Xiao patted the table, "New house and new mattress, big red embroidered mandarin ducks, boxes are made of golden nanmu, but Chen Laocai is only willing to lend me three months. Can't be lost."

"Very good, good." Yang Qingfeng stood up, "Go, let's take a look first."