How big a fire can a valley covered with snow all year round?

No one can give Wei Zheng an answer. Even though the wind was rising under his feet, he had been walking for a long time when he looked at the very close mountain. He walked very fast, because the snow had turned into water, because the snow was already red...

After walking along the way, there was no body of a soldier from the Red Feather Camp. Does it mean that there is still hope?

As we approached Beigu, Wei Zheng's pace became faster and heavier. He still had no (corpse) bodies of the soldiers of the Red Feather Camp, but...

But the war horses belonging to the soldiers of the Chiyu Camp appeared from time to time on the mountain road he was passing by.

The war horse whose legs were cut off by a long sword, the war horse whose belly was pierced by a long gun, and the war horse whose neck was cut by a big knife...

The blood from these war horses lying on the roadside has dyed the ice and snow in this valley red.

Why is this happening?

Why? War Horse! The second life of the soldiers, what was the situation that made the soldiers of the Chiyu Camp let go of the reins and let the war horses leave, and what was the situation that caused these war horses that had passed through life and death to fall on the roadside...

The cold wind thrust his cheeks, but Wei Zheng didn't care at all. He didn't notice that the blood flowing from his wound also merged into the bright red snow water, slowly condensed into dazzling ice.

Young Marshal...! Battle Song!

Wei Zheng silently thought in his heart, swallowing the anger in his throat, but flew again and flew to a red horse with several long guns on his body...

Battle Song... The young man's love horse, how could he do it, how could he do it...

It carries the young marshal to fight the enemy bravely, and it has a strong posture. Without the order from the young marshal, the smart war song will avoid the long (arrow) shot by the other party; when the other party's long (gun) attacks, it can always quickly react as sensitively as the owner on the horse's back, and accompany the owner to give the other party a fatal blow...

The young marshal actually played the battle song, and with his feelings for the battle song... his whole trust and all his strength...

Feeding grass, walking horses, and brushing horses never use others' hands.

Why, why...

Wei Zheng clenched his fists, half-kneeled in front of the wide-eyed war song, and pounded it hard, and the splashed blood pounced into his eyes...

The trembling hands gently closed their eyes...

Young Marshal, if you die, Wei Zheng will keep his life and vow to avenge this revenge!

Taking a deep breath, Wei Zheng ran away again.

Beigu, Beigu, is just a short distance away, but Wei Zheng stopped his footsteps. At the west end of the sunset, the scenery in front of him was pitch black...

It shouldn't be like this. As long as there is a trace of light, he can tell the direction and return to the North Valley. But why is even the moon so stingy today that he is reluctant to show his face?

Even if the wind is high and the moon is dark, he cannot light a torch to go to Beigu at this moment... He is not afraid of death, but if there are still people in Beigu, his reckless actions will bring them a catastrophe...

A long string of firelights were moving slowly in the distance. Wei Zheng gritted his teeth and looked at the mountain in grief and anger: Young marshal, Wei Zheng is useless, Wei Zheng is useless!!!

"General Wei, if you believe me, follow me!" Su Tianshu walked forward a few steps in his heart, "You rely on maps and compass to march, but our peasants who collect herbs do not rely on these, and have their own methods and ways."

Seeing that Wei Zheng was puzzled, Su Tianshu took out an egg-sized round stone from his arms, put it in his palm, handed it to Wei Zheng and whispered: "This is a fluorescent stone. Its light is not as bright as a night pearl, but it is enough for people walking in the mountain stream to distinguish the direction on a dull night without attracting the attention of others!"

The round stone in Su Tianshu's hand quietly emitted a faint white light, and the range of this light was only in a square inch. Because it was white light, from a little distance, it was mixed with the white snow.

"Please lead the way! Wei Zheng thanked me!" Wei Zheng immediately knelt down and kowtowed heavily.

He is difficult to tell the truth, so how can he get a way out!

Young marshal, if it is true, it is good; if it is false, Wei Zheng will defeat it with his life!

Wei Zheng has no choice!

Young marshal, forgive Wei Zheng for his arbitrary actions!

He ran away again. This time Wei Zheng followed Su Tianshu tightly. He didn't notice that the red armor had started to drip blood again. Su Tianshu, who had known this situation early in the morning, did not remind him. He knew it was futile, why bother to do this? It would be better to save the effort and rush back to the North Valley as soon as possible, so that there would be a break...

The wind smears with snow, and the pungent burnt smell comes to your nose.

Some time ago, the flying snow like willow catkins floated again, falling to the ground...

The white snow that should have accumulated turned into water when it touched the ground...

The fire must have been stopped for a day, but the ground is still hot, so that the flying snow cannot accumulate half an inch!

Su Tianshu, who had never been to the battlefield after storms, stood completely at the entrance of Beigu. The smell of burnt and blood mixed with the scene of burnt bones in front of him, making him unable to take any steps: This is not Beigu, this is hell!!

"Yeqiu! Li Shan!..." Wei Zheng moved step by step, endured the grief in his heart, flipped the scorched bones all over the ground, leaning against the red flame bracelets that were hanging on the scorched (corpse) hand bones or falling between the scorched bones, pronounced the surnames and names of his comrades word by word.

"Ji Zhengqiang, Tan Wei, Huo Lingbo..." The man who was fighting hard could no longer help but sobbed. What happened? Why did they fight bloodyly, and why did this result come to such a result?

Wasn’t Xie Yu sent by the imperial court to support the Red Flame Army? Why did he wave a butcher knife at the Red Flame Army?

What exactly happened...

Wei Zheng, who was kneeling in the bones, finally couldn't help crying sadly. This cry woke Su Tianshu, who was standing at the entrance.

"General Wei cannot..." Su Tianshu pressed his powerful hand on Wei Zheng's trembling shoulders and lowered his voice, "It's getting dawn, we'll leave before dawn..."

"They are all here, my brothers are all here, how can I leave!" After wiped his tears, Wei Zheng kowtowed three times to Su Tianshu in grief and said, "Wei Zheng thanked senior for bringing Wei Zheng to the Beigu. We will repay the great kindness Wei Zheng in the next life. Please leave as soon as possible!"

"Can General Wei tell Su what you plan? Stay here and wait for others to return to the battlefield to capture you alive?" Su Tianshu turned his head unbearably and stopped looking at the corpses all over the ground.

What happened... It didn't count that turned into a burnt (bone), but there were traces of a final blow on the remains of the body. What was going on in the situation that the other party could kill him without leaving any survivors!!

Is this really what Xie Yu brought to do?

There was no sound of fighting in the valley, nor did the sound of war drums sounded. The war in the northern border should have subsided. That's right, but what was going on in front of you!!

"I, I'll look for the young marshal first, find the young marshal!" Wei Zheng stood up and looked blankly at the eyes everywhere, wandering around at a loss.

Lin Shu... This child... It's a pity. The sky was slightly white, and Su Tianshu took the fluorescent stone and sighed softly.

"Why, why are you even bullying them! They only store burnt (corpse) bones, do you even want to eat this?!" Wei Zheng, who was not far away, stomped his feet hard and said angrily.

"General Wei, don't do this!" Su Tianshu stepped forward quickly and grabbed Wei Zheng's hand. "This is a cold fish, a type of insect unique to the North Valley. They make a living by eating scorched meat. The constant war in the north has also prompted the growth of these insects...!"

"Go away..." Wei Zheng continued to step on the cold fish all over the ground with red eyes, "Why, why...!"

"General Wei, General Wei, listen quietly to Su's words!" Su Tianshu used some internal force to grab Wei Zheng, and said calmly in a tone that suppressed to the limit, "The cold fish only eats the burnt meat of the newly dead and the burnt meat of the injured who have not yet died! It is only because their blood is hot, the cold fish will eat their burnt meat!"

"…!" Wei Zheng looked at Su Tianshu and said in confusion, "I can't collect the corpses for them. Can't even destroy the cold fish that bullied them?"

"These soldiers should have died long ago...! The blood has long been cold." Su Tianshu looked at the scattered cold scales on several burnt (corpses) and said in a long story short, and his heart moved, "But there are so many cold scales here now, which means...! There are survivors! His passionate blood caused the cold scales to rush over and eat his burnt meat."

"Ah...!" Wei Zheng screamed in dismay and said hurriedly, "Where is it, where?"

"Child, I can find him, but you have to promise me three things first!" Su Tianshu changed his name to Wei Zheng and grabbed his hand even harder: "First, no matter who he is, his current situation must be critical, and it is unpredictable whether he is dead or alive, but no matter what his situation is, you must be calm! Second, if he is your young marshal, it is good, if not for me, I will do my best to save him. Third, if he is not Lin Shu, as long as he survives, you must follow me and take him away immediately... The soldiers' bracelets here were not taken away, and the other party would turn back to get the Red Flame bracelet at any time to seek credit, so you and I will leave as soon as possible!!"

"…!" Wei Zheng opened his mouth wide in tears, and was at a loss. He longed for the surviving person to be his young marshal, but if not, if not...

"Child...! You are Lin Shu's deputy general, and you should know his temperament. If he conveys something to you, he will definitely escape..."

"I escaped by chance from the main camp. This is what Marshal Lin said to me, but I, but I!!" How could he escape? He was Lin Shu's deputy general, how could he abandon the main general and brothers of the Chiyu Camp regardless of it? So, he returned here and stood here.

The young marshal should be here too, but he...

"Wei Zheng promised you that no matter who he is, he will leave with his senior after finding him!" Wei Zheng choked and said, if the young marshal had something to say, he would definitely think that was the case, otherwise why did he let the Zhan Song go, and why did he let the soldiers of the Chiyu Camp let the war horse go?

"Okay!" Su Tianshu nodded in approval, "Come with me!"

As he said that, Su Tianshu squatted down and carefully checked the traces of Han Jizi passing by. He took Wei Zheng and stopped on a corpse after walking a few steps.

When seeing the corpse in front of him, there was no need to ask Su Tianshu, Wei Zheng knew that the corpse covered with cold scales had no possibility of treatment. Even if it was not scattered, the two long guns on his chest had long cut off all his vitality.

"Mr. Nie Zhen!" Wei Zheng knelt beside the corpse, touched the bracelet on the corpse and cried out loudly, "Wei Zheng is late, Wei Zheng is late..."

"…!" Su Tianshu also squatted down, and knew there was no hope, he still held Nie Zhen's wrist: Nie Zhen... A scholar has unattainable strange and ingenious strategies... The first wise general of Chiyan... He calculated all the strategies of the Chongqing Royal Army, have you calculated the outcome of the Chiyan Army...

"...Child, let's go!" Seeing Wei Zheng pinching Han Jizi with his bare hands, Su Tianshu couldn't bear to say, "It's getting dawn, we must leave immediately!"

"...How painful it should be... Why does Han Jizi also carry Lord Nie who has no martial arts skills to bite...!" Wei Zheng said sadly, "There are many other charred (corpses) and many unburned corpses. Why don't they bite them and want to bite Lord Nie!

Wei Zheng said something casually, but he gave Su Tianshu another clever...

Yes, Han Jizi would not bite the dead body. Su Tianshu looked at Nie Zhen's remains again with a serious expression. He looked at Su Tianshu's heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly said in a slight trembling voice: "Child, hurry up, move Lord Nie's body away. There is a snow cave behind him, and maybe there is someone else..."

Will Nie Zhen protect him with his life? The young marshal of Chiyu Camp...

Wei Zheng was stunned, and his anxious but expectant eyes were also nervous. He realized something immediately. Will the person who Lord Nie Zhen fights to protect each other be the young marshal?

Is there a little coach?

Wei Zheng kowtowed to Nie Zhen's remains three times again. He was so tearful that he carefully hugged Nie Zhen's remains and moved aside gently.

There is really a snow cave...!

After Wei Zheng and Su Tianshu looked at each other, they all reached out to open the snow cave...

Taking advantage of the dim sky, the two of them immediately saw the scene inside the cave. Someone really curled up in the snow cave.

His face was curled up, his face was on the ground, and he couldn't see clearly.

Looking from the entrance of the cave, the snow under the man had turned red, and dark red broken soft armor was stuck to the burnt flesh. The dense cold scoundrels were constantly crawling towards him, eating the burnt flesh that emitted a burnt smell but dripping blood.

Such a terrifying scene was a surprise to the two outside the cave, which meant that the man was still alive.

Wei Zheng and Su Tianshu, who did not think too much, both jumped into the snow cave and grabbed his hand from the left and right.

"It's the young marshal..." Touching the red flame bracelet on the man's hand, Wei Zheng said with gratitude and tears in his eyes as he looked at the familiar name.

"Although still alive!" He was also excited that Su Tianshu, who confirmed that the person still had a breath.

"Senior, please save the young marshal! Wei Zheng repays his life with his great kindness in this life!" Wei Zheng knelt in front of Su Tianshu with a thud.
To be continued...