The winter in northern Xinjiang is extremely cold and cold. The white snow is like wool catkins sprinkled in the sky. The storm swept from a distance with snow slags and swept over from a distance, blowing to the body like an ice cone.

The soldiers wearing heavy armor could not resist the cold and could not bear the wind and cold, so they supported each other to prevent them from falling down.

The leading general was the Yizhi School Captain whom Shuwang was the son of Yao Jian, the court's consortium Yao Jian. Seeing that he was determined to join the army, the king Shuwang took this opportunity to send him out, and he was also casually nervous.

Although Yao Zichun was young, he was not a playboy who recited poetry and lyrics in Beijing. He was kind and taciturn, and even if he spoke occasionally, he had amazing effects. It was a pity that he could not withstand the wind and frost with a literati's body.

Yun Shu glanced at him and asked the deputy general beside him: "How far is it from Laizhou?"

The deputy general replied: "There are fifty miles left."

Yunshu looked at the dark sky, his heart sank, and ordered: "Let's go twenty miles today to camp, and you must arrive in Laizhou City tomorrow!"

Tan Chong's soldiers were highly polite. Seeing Yun Shu's order, he dared not complain at all, but instead accelerated his marching pace.

Yunshu said to Yao Zichun who was following: "Now we are behind Laizhou City, there will be no danger. If you feel cold, take off your heavy armor and wear only a cotton coat, it will be much better."

Yao Zichun was still respectful and silent, but he had already felt deeply concerned about Yun Shu along the way. He was unwilling to accept the order that King Shu sent him to go to war to fight, just because he had the ambition to march and fight to defend his country, and felt that a mere woman was just sharp in her mouth.

But along the way, this woman was extremely familiar with the terrain of the country. When the wind and snow hit, she adapted to the situation and made Tan Chong's iron-blooded soldiers willing to surrender. What kind of confidence is to plan?

Yun Shu's calm and gentle smile has always played a role in stabilizing the morale of the army. It is not that she is not in a hurry, but that this impatience must not be revealed.

She glanced at Yao Zichun's frozen purple lips and handed her wine bag to Yao Zichun, with a clear voice: "Drink some wine and warm it up and don't hurt your body."

Yao Zichun's hand accidentally touched the noble palm, and his coldness was no less than that of an ordinary soldier. He was slightly stunned. Yes... She is a mortal and not a real god, so how could she be unconscious?

"You... are actually very worried about Your Highness, aren't you?"

Yun Shu withdrew his gaze from afar. Unexpectedly, Yao Zichun, who has always been taciturn, asked this. Then she smiled slightly and said casually: "Actually, I am still worried that Hele is more than Feng Wenzhao."

In fact, the remaining defenders in Laizhou City are not much better than Yunshu who was walking on the way. Feng Chaoge is not in the military camp, and the remaining 20,000 people must be guarded against sneak attacks from Guifang people at all times, which is extremely miserable.

Lin Yixiao looked at the dispersed morale of the army, and no matter how calm he was, he couldn't help but angrily said: "What did the capital think? Now that the prince is trapped in the snow-capped mountains, the court sent a woman to come. Isn't this a nonsense!"

Feng Ke took a quick look at the left and right and reminded: "You have lost your words."

"Saying a word?" Lin Yixiao had long been unable to calm down and pointed to the door and said angrily: "They pushed His Highness out of the Northern Xinjiang to quell the rebellion. Now that they have something to do, they will leave without paying attention!"

"What else do you want to say about His Royal Highness?!" He spoke with a strong irony. What kind of intrigue is the woman in the harem? He has never seen or heard of it. Such a woman is okay to make small fuss, marching and fighting? Haha...

"This kind of woman who plays power should stay in the court for the best use. The strict laws and regulations in the military are not a place to perform the opera!"

With a 'clang', Feng Ke threw the long sword in his hand on the table. His expression was gloomy and unpredictable for a while, and warned Lin Yixiao: "If you don't have a doorkeeper in your mouth, be careful of your own life!"

Lin Yixiao and Feng Ke have similar positions in the army. If they really care about it strictly, Lin Yixiao is guarding outside, and his official position may be higher. When have you ever heard such words? He stood up with a 'live' voice and said dissatisfied: "I want my life? She can survive the marching wind and snow!"

Seeing that he was so restless, Feng Ke didn't know what to say for a moment, but just stared at him, as if he wanted to see what his head was doing.

Like a slap in the face, the guards on the city tower ran into the deputy general's room, and the joy in his eyes was obvious. He reported: "Two generals, reinforcements sent by the capital have entered the city, waiting for the two to meet!"

Feng Ke and Lin Yixiao looked at each other, and the taste was different. One was the restraint and warning, and the other was the arrogance and stubbornness.

But after all, they are Feng Chaoge's subordinates, and they should come out to see Yun Shu's arrival, whether it is military law or private affairs.

Ten thousand people were before, under the snow, a horse that was riding a snow-white body was on the verge of white, and the woman was wearing a white strong suit, silver soft armor, and her long black and shiny hair was tied into a ponytail, which was firmly wrapped with a jade belt.

Qingyuan's arrogant eyebrows showed a plain and stable expression. Her skin was as smooth as jade, and she looked slightly pale because of the cold wind and snow. She looked down at Lin Yixiao and Feng Ke, and slowly burst into a smile.

Feng Ke's heart moved, feeling that his face seemed to be lit by the cold plum blossoms, leaving behind a piece of ice. This feeling made him unable to hide, especially his faint and arrogant smile, which made him feel a little relieved.

"snort!"

Lin Yixiao was shocked by her beautiful charm, especially the inadvertent strong confidence that made him unable to help but hum.

"General Lin, what is the battle situation in northern Xinjiang now?" Yun Shu's voice was like a cold spring, and she looked straight at the person who was making a voice.

When Lin Yixiao heard this voice, he looked up and looked at the deep gaze. The indifference in it was like an ice cone shot into his heart. He still didn't think that a woman was a person who could lead troops to fight. He felt that even if he put a map and told her, he couldn't understand it.

"Smile!" Feng Ke was a little angry when he didn't reply. He was really unspeakable!

Lin Yixiao turned around and turned his back to Yunshu was very rude: "Your Highness asked to come to the room, which contains maps and array drill molds."

Yunshu turned his head and handed over the 10,000 soldiers he brought to Feng Ke to settle. He took Yao Zichun and Lin Yixiao, and Feng Ke walked into the study room where the military affairs was discussed. On the wooden rack behind the study room was a map of the northern border, with a huge sand basin and many lacquered wood villas in front of them, used to practice the array.

Lin Yixiao felt that the noble girl in the capital was so pretentious, and she was placed in delicious food everywhere. She didn't know how hard the march was. He pretended not to know that he even had to pay tea.

Feng Ke looked at Yun Shu awkwardly and prepared to make tea by himself, but Yun Shu Subai's palm waved, indicating that there was no need.

Lin Yixiao opened his mouth and started from the terrain: "Laizhou is the last city north of Shuguo. There is nearly 70 miles of wasteland outside. Outside the wasteland is..." He regarded Yun Shu as a noble lady in the palace who didn't even know the city. He didn't want to be interrupted by a wave of his hand when he said halfway.

"I have been to the 100,000 snow-capped mountains. It's better not to say that the terrain is too changed." She cut off coldly and glanced at Lin Yixiao indifferently. His disrespect is understandable. If time wasted delays on military aircraft, it would be too much.

Lin Yixiao's chest stagnated, and the flying eyes turned out to be like a sharp sword, which made life hurt.

Yun Shusu pointed at the sand table and frowned and asked, "Who set up this 'Liuhua Formation'?"

Feng Ke and the others were surprised. Unexpectedly, Yun Shu not only went to the snow-capped mountains of Liangzhou, which were invincible and unlimited, but also knew how to set up a formation.

Feng Ke quickly replied: "If you go back to your highness, this formation was set up by the previous prince in the army."

Yun Shu shook his head: "That's not what I mean. I'm asking, who was making changes according to the original appearance of the 'Liuhua Formation' during the period when Wen Zhao left the military camp?"

Lin Yixiao was shocked in his heart. He felt that he was seen through like an ignorant child, but he didn't know what Yun Shu meant, so he had to take a step forward: "It's the last change."

"Oh" Yun Shu responded coldly and said lightly: "Wen Zhao had set up a six-flower formation because there were enough people in the army, so that each wing could change at will, maneuvering and cooperating. Unfortunately, there are only 20,000 soldiers and horses left now, and forcibly using this formation is quite like imitating the east."
Chapter completed!