On the way back, heavy snow fell, and strong winds filled the air, blocking the view. The whole world turned white, and only the outlines of the undulating snow-capped mountains could be discerned in the hazy mist.
The Tang army led the horses forward through the wind and snow. The fallen snow was knee-deep. Their legs and horse hooves trudged through the thick snow, and they staggered one foot deeper than the other. The tops of the helmets and shoulders of the soldiers were covered with a layer of snow.
Snowflakes, even the beard and eyelashes on the lower lip were stained with hoarfrost. There were footprints in front, and the rear was quickly buried by the wind and snow.
Li Siye looked up and saw that it was October now. If it were in Chang'an, the red maples in the city would be covered with fallen leaves. Looking at the city of Ashbula at the end, it seemed like a black spot in the white world. He
Rubbing his cold hands, he quickened his pace with the team and quickly arrived at the city.
There are not many houses in the city, and those low, flat-roofed houses appear even lower in the snow, as if the entire city is quietly immersed in a bottomless abyss.
After entering the city, the number of houses was not enough to accommodate all the soldiers, so they began to clear the snow in the city and build simple felt tents. The officers accepted the hospitality of the residents of the city and stayed in the temporary residences and wine shops of passing merchants.
In such a snowy and closed day, everyone had nothing to do. The three captains of their 33rd Chongfu gathered together again. But after passing Talas City, Li Siye used risks to gain his position. It should be
They were both far behind in their official careers, so they seemed a bit awkward when getting along.
Ren Chengsi and Zhao Yuanwei admired Li Siye greatly in their hearts. They both thought that he had good luck or greater backing in the army. But in the end, this man they thought was just enjoying his success actually risked his life to gain fame.
After buying and selling, he led fifty people to sneak into Talas City and took down the city within two nights. This moment shocked the two people. This is what people often say. People who are better than you work harder than you. People with such a background
They are all working so hard, how can they live without a backing?
They had been working hard in the Western Regions for several years and were still running at a constant speed, but Li Siye took off directly on the starting line.
"Siye Lang, I want to toast you. When you go to Chang'an one day to receive the Fujie Festival, please don't forget these old acquaintances who have been with you in Diawhuan City for a while."
"Stop it, you two are not sarcastic about me. I really want fame, but I still know how much I have. I don't dare to think about anything too long-term. As long as I can follow the Jiedushi's team back to Chang'an to pay tribute.
, I will be satisfied when I bring my sister to Anxi."
"Isn't this a difficulty for you?" Zhao Yuanwei put the wine bowl on the table, wiped his beard happily and said: "General Fumeng is favored by Gai Zhongcheng, and now
After annihilating the Tuqi Shi Hei, and capturing the fire-breathing Immortal Khan and returning to Chang'an, both of them will return to the capital to express their merits. They are in high spirits when encountering great joy, and they readily agree to all the requests of their subordinates except those they cannot agree to.
If you don't believe me, just ask directly, let alone follow me back to Chang'an, even if I give you a two-month rest, it's no problem."
Li Siye thought for a moment and realized that this was indeed the case. Maybe he thought of feudal bureaucracy as too complicated. The matter was not difficult in the first place. From the time he came to Anxi in the 24th year of Kaiyuan, it is now the 27th year of Kaiyuan, and Li Meier has already
She has grown from a ten-year-old little loli to a slightly older loli. Her father and brother have not been around for a long time. Who knows what her little sapling will look like and whether it will be spoiled by someone, for example.
Zhang Xiaojing, or Gao Shi.
The heavy snow stopped on the second day, the sun was shining in the sky, and the whole world was covered in silver. Looking out from the city, there were no footprints left by human destruction on the ground. There were only some animals struggling in the snow in the distance. Such an endless silver
, let a great poet with a poetry book see it, there must be a masterpiece of quatrains that has been passed down through the ages.
But Li Siye didn't have such talent, so he could only say in surprise when no one was around: "Fuck, this scenery is so beautiful, 666."
The Tang army continued to trek on the road. After the army walked through the snow, it still could not leave too much damage on the vast snow. Compared with this world, the sense of human existence is still too weak.
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Suiye City is also covered under thick winter snow, and the soldiers and civilians in the city are actively clearing away the snow. Gai Zhongcheng's good mood is in sharp contrast to the bad weather. He is now eager to go to Chang'an and get his answer in front of the saint.
the reward and glory.
A soldier wearing a black hammer ran in from outside the yard, entered the Daqin Temple church, half-knelt on the ground and crossed his hands. The snowflakes in the armor fell to the floor, melting instantly without leaving a trace.
"General Fumeng is outside asking for an audience."
"Oh, please invite him in quickly."
"Here!"
The soldiers turned around and retreated, but not long after, Fumeng Lingcha came in from the courtyard gate wearing a copper-colored mountain mantle. His red cloak was particularly dazzling in the snowy scene. He kept his head half lowered, his blushing face focused.
As I thought about it, my Liuhe boots would rub on the ground from time to time, rubbing away the blood and mud accumulated on the road. It looked like my steps were trembling, and I was not yet in my forties, but I looked very old.
Gai Jiayun smiled and waved his hand at him: "Stop rubbing it, just scrape it off when you go up the steps."
When Fumeng entered the door, he didn't care to admire the exotic style of the church. He bowed to Gai Jiayun and crossed his hands and said, "I am a low-ranking Fumeng, and I came here to report the war to Zhongcheng."
"Come, sit down first."
Gai Jiayun called him to sit on the wool felt and sat down cross-legged facing each other. The guards brought the goat milk tea cooked by the herdsmen on a tray. The two of them took a cup and placed it in front of them. The steaming heat dispersed the cold and lonely atmosphere in the hall.
atmosphere.
Two people who share the same joy will naturally be very harmonious with each other.
"According to the reports sent back from the front, your attack on Talas went extremely smoothly this time. It only took two days and nights to defeat this important town under the Qianquan Snow Mountain. It was not in vain for the saint's high hopes for us."
"It was all thanks to Zhongcheng's recommendation that Fumeng had the opportunity to achieve this great feat. But compared to this victory, I have something more worthy of praise."
"Oh?" Gai Jiayun raised his eyebrows and then said, "Let me listen."
"I found a general in the army. This time I was able to conquer Talas City at the fastest speed and at a small cost, all because of this man's advice before the battle. He formed a jumping group with fifty warriors, and Li Daitao pretended to be a surprise cavalry.
Shiren's grass-cutting team sneaked into the city and cooperated with the outside to seize the city gate. Their prudence, wisdom, and courage are all commendable."
"It is said that a thousand armies are easy to get, but a general is hard to find. Since there is such a general, why don't you bring him over and let me see him."
Fumeng picked up the goat milk tea and took a sip, then narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Gai Jiayun immediately raised his hand and told the soldiers standing at the door: "Go outside the gate and call the waiting young general in."
The soldier turned around, folded his hands, and ran down the steps with his hand on the handle of the knife.
Li Siye rubbed his cold hands and stood outside the Daqin Temple. He lowered his head and took a breath. Sometimes he raised his head to look at the roof of the church. It may be that art such as architecture is difficult to integrate into the dissemination of art, so the broken-leaf appearance of the Daqin Temple has a
Persian style, flat-roofed house with four small domes at the four corners.
A guard ran to the door, crossed his hands to Li Siye and said, "Zhong Cheng calls you in."
Li Siye solemnly straightened his robe and then followed the guard inside. He wiped the dirty snow on his feet in the yard, then ran two steps quickly to follow the guard, lifting the belly of his armor as he ran.
Lift it up, it looks a bit silly.
The ancients looked at people's faces, and the first impression of appearance was very important. From the moment he entered the courtyard, Gai Zhongcheng was holding a tea bowl and squinting outside with his eyebrows and eyes. He saw a square face, thick eyebrows and a slightly heroic face, broad and broad.
His arms easily reminded him of the warrior figurines on the corridors of the imperial tombs. Even if such figures were painted on the murals in the tomb chambers, they could fully represent the spiritual outlook of the Tang people. But who knew what was hidden under such an appearance?