Beiliang, Jialongguan

More than half a month passed in a flash, and the war in the Central Plains gradually ceased.

The depth of winter has arrived, and the cold wind is howling. The winter wind in the north is far colder and more bleak than in the Central Plains, which makes people feel chilly from the bottom of their hearts.

After passing the Jialong Pass, you have entered the territory of Beiliang. From here, you have reached the real border, and you can experience the desolation of the border.

On the side of the official road, several figures stood in the cold wind, looking up.

There was a person in the middle sitting in a mahogany chair, his body curled up and covered with a thick blanket.

This is the old head of the Xue family who moved thousands of miles from Qingzhou to settle in Beiliang. Snow is deep.

Since half a year ago, Xue Shenhen's body has been getting worse day by day. After all, as he gets older, all kinds of problems appear.

At first, Xue Shenchen could hold on to help Song Zhilu handle some Liangdi government affairs, but three months ago he fell completely ill and was bedridden, requiring medicinal soup every day.

No one knows how long the old head of the Xue family can last, not even Li Zhen, the miraculous doctor from Beiliang, can do anything.

"Father, are you cold?"

Standing next to Xue Shenchen was Xue Chengyi, who had rushed back from the starry night a few days ago. Xue Chengyi's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, firstly because of exhaustion, and secondly because of his father's illness.

Over the years, Xue Chengyi has rarely been with Xue Shenchen. He spent most of his time in the capital, working hard in that officialdom.

In terms of filial piety alone, Xue Chengyi knew that he was not a qualified son, but as a minister, he consciously did a good job.

I am worthy of my country, but I am ashamed of my little family.

Of course, whether it was Xue Shen Shen or Xue Lei Han, Xue Qianqian never blamed Xue Chengyi, because they understood Xue Chengyi's ambition.

In addition to the father and son, there was also the white-haired Beiliang Taoist envoy Song Zhilu standing next to him.

The wrinkles on the old man's face seem to be a little deeper than two years ago, and his expression is much more haggard due to the battle between Shuofeng a few days ago.

In the past two years, Xue Tian has been in charge of the border war. The boss has taken care of the government affairs and officialdom in an orderly manner, so that the frontline troops have no worries and can be regarded as devoting their whole life.

The old man was also covered in a thick fur, and he was shrinking his neck unconsciously. It was not easy for the old man to stand in the wilderness in such a cold weather.

The three people's eyes would look towards the end of the road from time to time. Wherever they looked, they were all looking forward to it.

"Boom!"

"Rumble~"

But when the deafening sound of horse hooves reached the ears of the three people, their eyes were filled with joy, and they murmured in unison:

"Coming~"

All the silver-armored cavalry, all the first-class horses from Beiliang, the dragon cavalry from Great Liang~

Perhaps because I finally returned to the familiar border land, the horses galloped with much more majesty.

There are also the military flags with Liang characters fluttering in the winter wind, which are very majestic.

The cavalry came along the official road and did not stop in front of Song Zhilu and others. Instead, they went straight to Jialong Pass and continued to rush to the northern border without stopping.

Every soldier's face is full of murderous intent. After traveling thousands of miles to the cold, they are busy sharpening their swords.

In order to allow the army to pass, Jialong Pass has been under full martial law in the past few days. Even the roads in the towns and cities that the army passed along have been under martial law to hide the whereabouts of the army as much as possible.

Especially the people in Jialong Pass felt that the sound of horse hooves was non-stop from morning to night, and even a pig's brain knew that there was going to be another big battle soon.

However, the unique sound of the horses' hooves in Beiliang did not make them feel panicked, but instead made them feel more at ease.

Chen Yue and Qian Zimo jumped out of the riding formation and rushed in front of the three of them. Before they could stand still after dismounting from their horses, King Liang began to mutter dissatisfiedly:

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"Oh, it's such a cold day and the two old men still come out. It's true."

"We must come to welcome the army when it returns." Song Zhilu cupped his fists and said, "My lord, it's been a hard journey."

The tip of the old man's nose was feeling slightly sore. He knew how many tough battles the Southern Expedition Army had fought, and it was not easy for everyone.

Xue Shen, who was extremely weak, said tremblingly:

"Your Majesty, the old man hasn't died yet, so he will definitely come to greet you."

The old man waved his palm in the air. Chen Yue took hold of the wrinkled palm and said softly:

"Mr. Xue, you'd better take good care of yourself first. I'm still waiting to play two games of chess with you~"

"Hehe, cough, cough, cough!"

The old man coughed and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is a very busy man, so how can he have time to play chess with a bad old man like me?

Besides, I don’t like your stinky chess piece, Prince.”

"Hahaha."

Chen Yue smiled. This old man Xue was still magnanimous, and there was no trace of sadness on his face.

Song Zhilu asked softly:

"My lord, do you want to go back to the palace? You haven't seen the princess and the prince for a long time.

This time, in accordance with your instructions, I did not inform the palace of the prince's return to Liang, and not many people in the country know about it yet."

"I won't go back."

Chenyue shook his head slightly: "The army will set off immediately and rush to the border."

Does Chenyue miss home? Yes! Miss his family? Even more!

But the reason why the hundreds of thousands of troops rushed back all the way was not to reunite themselves with their families, but to fight the Yan barbarians outside the pass in a bloody battle and make them pay for their blood debt!

Then again, as long as the war on the border is won, do you still worry about not having the chance to see your family?

They didn't say much. After all, this was Chenyue's family matter.

Chenyue looked at Song Zhilu and asked: "Bai Xuewei, Zuo Cavalry Army and others have passed by? Didn't they make any noise?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty." Song Zhilu replied in a deep voice: "The towns along the way have been put under martial law in advance according to your instructions, and the whereabouts of the army have been hidden as much as possible.

With tens of thousands of troops marching, although it cannot be airtight, the news must not spread that fast."

"That's good!"

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Chen Yue's mouth.

Seeing Chen Yue's expression, Xue Chengyi suddenly frowned, looked Chen Yue up and down, and said doubtfully:

"Your Majesty, from the tone of your voice, it seems that you are preparing to make big moves just after you come back."

In private, Xue Chengyi might call him Xiao Yue, but now that we were talking about official business, Xue Chengyi naturally called him Prince. Now that he has entered Beiliang, he can be regarded as Chen Yue's minister.

Master Xue, he makes a very clear distinction between public and private matters.

Chenyue looked up to the north and murmured:

"An hour ago, military reports were sent to the commanders of each army."

The three of them were shocked at the same time. Chenyue was about to start a war before the returning army could rest.

While the three of them were stunned, Chen Yue had already climbed onto his horse, waved his whip lightly, and said in a cold voice:

"I want to tell the Yan army and Mu Yun Canglan with a hearty victory.
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