A beam of light, like an extremely sharp sword, breaks through the darkness.
At this time.
Under the Yinshan Mountain, the first beacon tower lit up the smoke.
Wolf smoke is the smoke that comes from burning wolf excrement.
The smoke is straight and gathered, the smoke is not tilted when blown by the wind, and the smoke is straight up and does not disperse, allowing people to see it from a very far away.
The Law of Daxia stipulates: Every border city should place a beacon thirty miles away, and it must be placed on a high mountain. If there are hills that isolate it and the terrain is inconvenient, there is no limit on the number of miles. The beacon must be facing each other."
It means: From the border areas of Daxia to the imperial capital, a beacon tower must be set up every thirty miles. They must be able to see each other, and the transmission of smoke must not be interrupted. In this way, the news of an enemy invasion in the border areas can be quickly delivered to the central court.
Then, the imperial court began to make preparations to defend against the enemy. When the urgent military report from 800 miles away arrived, it could make a judgment and send troops to meet the enemy.
at this time.
On the official road from Qingzhou to the imperial capital.
"Da da da"
Zang Qi and two young men with hidden swords were riding horses day and night.
The clothes on their bodies had long been wet with dew.
However, it was replaced flawlessly.
One person rides three horses, changing horses when they are tired.
When he was hungry, he took out the dry food and the weird kettle made by the prince to quench his thirst.
They don't dismount.
Half a day later.
Threads of smoke caught up with their galloping backs.
Suddenly.
The world was shaken.
Wolf smoke rises, the mountains and rivers look to the west, the dragon curls up, the horse neighs, and the fighting spirit is like frost.
every year.
There will be smoke coming from the direction of Huangzhou.
Needless to say, everyone in Daxia knows that the wolf smoke rising into the sky represents the Sirius Empire's invasion of Huangzhou.
Needless to say, everyone in the Central Plains knows that the war-torn land of Huangzhou will soon become the hunting ground of the Sirius Empire again.
People from Huangzhou are prey.
This time, the deserted state will be filled with blood again.
This time, the people of Huangzhou will become the dead souls of the Sirius, or the slaves of the Sirius.
The brothers and sisters in Huangzhou will experience another catastrophe.
People clenched their fists in anger!
However, you can only clench your fists tightly, what else can you do for the people of Huangzhou?
This is.
An old man smoking a dry cigarette thought of something and shouted loudly: "Dear son, isn't that the kindest Ninth Prince, King of Huangzhou, coming to Huangzhou soon?"
A thin young man wearing a pair of leaky trousers rushed out of the house: "Father, if you calculate the time when the prince of Huangzhou passes by to deliver food to us, he should have arrived in Huangzhou!"
The old man's heart sank, his eyes narrowed, his hands loosened, and he let his beloved cigarette stick fall to the ground. He beat his chest and roared: "The day the werewolves entered the barren state, didn't they just meet the prince entering the barren state?"
There is only one prince in their mouth, that is Wang Xiaxia of Huangzhou.
The thin young man nodded: "Yes!"
"Ouch"
The old Hanyan man let out a long sigh!
"Those Sirius men who kill a thousand swords!"
After a while.
The old Hanyan man said seriously: "What a great man, it was the money and food sent by the prince that saved our family."
"Now, the time has come to repay the favor!"
"Now, he definitely needs someone to help him kill the Sirius!"
The old Hanyan man thought of something, took off his ripped trousers, threw them to the thin young man and said: "Put on our heirloom trousers, carry dry food on your back, and go to the deserted state to serve as a soldier!"
The thin young man shrank his neck and looked a little frightened: "Father, Sirius men kill without hesitation. If I go, I will definitely not be able to come back!"
"I will definitely be gone!"
"You don't have a big child anymore!"
The old man's eyes are red!
He stretched out his rough palm, touched the face of the thin young man, and said reluctantly: "If it weren't for the King of Huangzhou, our family would have been gone long ago!"
"We have already met in the underworld!"
"What a big boy, don't be afraid, go ahead!"
"If you're gone, you're gone."
The thin young man cried!
He was crying while wearing "heirloom pants."
Go to Huangzhou!
Go and repay the prince of Huangzhou for the grace of living.
Once it’s gone, it’s gone!
Although they are poor, they also know that if they receive a drop of kindness from others, they should repay it with a spring of water.
At this time.
From those three dilapidated houses, the mother, brother, brother, and sister of the thin young man poured out. They were all wearing ragged clothes and looked at him reluctantly.
However, no one asked to stay.
The thin young man understands!
He put on his heirloom trousers, knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to his father and mother several times, letting his tears flow: "Father, mother, take care, your child is unfilial. I will repay you for your kindness in the next life!"
Mother walked out of the room and took out a simple package: "There are some pancakes here for you to eat on the way!"
"There are a few copper coins in here for use on the road."
"Child, these are the life-saving items given to us by the prince. Take them with you to repay your kindness and kill the Sirius!"
The thin young man stood up and took the package, hardened his heart, turned around and left: "Brother, sister, help brother take care of his parents."
“We’ll see you again soon!”
The younger brother gritted his teeth and shouted: "Brother, when my sister is older, I will come find you!"