Xin Nianyan smiled and handed over her hands, "Thank you, Third Master."

After saying that, he waved his hand and the motorcade set off towards the front.

Zhang Laosan watched Liu Shu go away, crying and regretting the love he had wrongly paid.

"Beauty, what's your name? I'll leave you a thought for the third master!" he asked loudly.

Liu Shu's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. She held the reins tightly and walked forward without looking back.

"His name is Liu Shu, Third Master. I'll come see you when we come back!"

Kuimu Lang grinned and replied in a loud voice.

Xin Nianyan burst into laughter in the car, and she almost burst into tears while holding her belly in her hands.

"Kui Su, come to my room tonight."

Liu Shu spoke coldly and glanced at Kui Mulang expressionlessly.

Kui Mulang waved his hands repeatedly, "No, I don't have this hobby."

"There can't be internal fighting in the cabinet, but we can discuss each other. Let's have a fight tonight." Liu Shu suppressed her anger and explained.

But he didn't mean it to Kui Mulang, but to Xin Nianyan in the car.

After saying that, he turned around and looked into the car.

"Don't slack off in practicing while traveling in a caravan. I hope my master will make it a success."

Xin Nianyan waved her hand, "Okay, don't hit her too hard."

"I obey my orders."

Liu Shu curled her lips coldly.

Kui Mulang: "..."

He is wrong. He is really wrong. He should not be so mean.

Liu Su is the leader of Dongfang Qisu, and his skills are not on the same level as him. Isn't he just getting beaten?

"Master, help me!"

Kuimulang howled.

Xin Nianyan took a sip of tea in the car and sighed softly, "Just wish yourself well."

The sun was setting in the west, and a group of people arrived at Biancheng before dark.

…

Compared with Xin Nianyan's relaxing and enjoyable journey in Bian City, Qin Han in Xuansha City was much more miserable.

Xuansha City.

Nanxuan military tent.

The morale of the entire camp was low. The soldiers were holed up in their tents and were not allowed to go out unless anything happened.

In the isolation area, there were even more people lying down sickly. Several military doctors, with filter cloths tied around their noses, walked from one end of the seriously ill camp to the other to give medicine to the sick soldiers.

In the empty general camp, Qin Han frowned, looking at the statistics of the number of new infections, and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.

"My lord, if we continue at this rate, I am afraid that within three months, our Nanxuan million lions will be destroyed here."

Qiu Xuanji paced back and forth anxiously.

"I'm afraid the rescue from Beijing won't be able to arrive for a while. Why don't you lead the troops to withdraw first, and hand over this seriously ill army of 100,000 to the last general..."

Qin Han waved his hand, "Don't mention this matter again. It is absolutely impossible for me to leave you and escape alone."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Qiu Xuanji, "General Qiu reminded me."

"In this current situation, it is no longer safe to isolate only. We need to divide and preserve military strength."

Qiu Xuanji nodded, "Your Majesty is right. Please put the overall situation first and lead the troops to withdraw from Xuansha City."

Qin Han straightened up, spread out a piece of cloth, filled it with ink and started writing.

"What I mean is, you lead the troops and retreat, and I will guard these 100,000 soldiers."

Qiu Xuanji was stunned and frowned.

"No, Your Majesty, you have a noble status, how can you put yourself in such a dangerous situation and still be the last general..."

"This is a military order." Qin Han raised his eyes and glanced at him. He had finished writing the military order on a piece of paper in his hand, and raised his hand to stamp it with his commander's seal.

"General Shenwei obeys the order!"

Qiu Xuanji had no choice but to kneel on one knee and wait for orders.

"I order you to lead an army of 800,000 people, divide the food and grass, and then retreat to Qianlin Pass. Send people to meet the imperial doctors sent by the imperial court and deliver them safely to Xuansha City."

Qiu Xuanji looked troubled and looked up at Qin Han, who had a sullen face, and had no choice but to accept the military order.

"The last general takes command!"

Qin Han nodded, waved his hand and said, "Go, go and deliver the order now."

If you delay for a moment longer, there is a risk of infecting another soldier.

Qiu Xuanji accepted the order and retreated. Qin Han then sat back on the main seat and put his hand on his forehead.

It is not difficult to fight back the people from the Northern Territory. He has only been here for three months and has already beaten them back steadily.

I originally thought that if I found the prince earlier, I could go back to spend the New Year with Yanyan.

Unfortunately, God did not go as planned, and such a severe epidemic broke out that we may not be able to return home in a short time.

He had a special constitution that could be said to be invulnerable to all poisons and difficult to treat, so he asked Qiu Xuanji to lead the people out of Xuansha City and guard the 100,000 people himself.

The most important thing is that among these seriously ill soldiers, there are relatives of Yanyan.

As blessed as his soul, Qin Han thought of someone.

He sat upright, unfolded a new roll of cloth, raised his hand to write, and planned to edit a letter.

The pen tip paused for a long time, and a drop of ink spread out on the cloth roll, but no word was left.

After a long while, he sighed, wrote down the word "danger", and left the address of Xuansha City.

He got up and walked outside the tent. Outside, the sky was full of wind and sand, and the roaring sound was endless.

"See you, my lord!"

The soldiers guarding outside saluted him.

Qin Han nodded, walked against the wind and sand to a cliff, raised his hand and blew a long whistle.

A clear eagle cry came from the sky, and a white falcon with a wingspan of nearly three meters circled down from the sky and landed on Qin Han's raised arm.

Its beak is hook-like and sharp enough to be seen by the naked eye. It tilts its head and makes a cry.

Qin Han touched Bai Falcon's head and put the letter he just wrote into the mailbox on Bai Falcon's ankle.

Then he raised his hand and the white falcon flapped its wings and flew towards the sky.

If you have good eyesight, you can see that this white falcon is a bird specially raised by Dark Night Pavilion to deliver messages. Dark Night Pavilion has raised many of them in various locations. They are well trained and can send letters across mountains and seas to anywhere.

, the mission must be achieved.

*

Time flies like water. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the trip to the border has passed.

Xin Nianyan and the others are getting closer and closer to Xuansha City, with only three days left.

In order to facilitate the journey, Xin Nianyan changed into a black gold-woven men's clothing. Even though the journey was dusty, he could not hide his handsome appearance.

It was evening, the sky was overcast with snow, but there was still nearly ten miles to go before the next destination.

"Master, look at the weather. I'm afraid there will be a snowstorm. Why don't we stay in the village ahead tonight."

Kui Mulang walked to Xin Nianyan's sedan and asked in a low voice.

Xin Nianyan opened the car curtain and took a look at the sky. It was indeed the case.

She turned her eyes to Liu Shu, who was leading the team in front, and when she saw him looking at her, she understood that Kui Mulang asked the question because of his wishes.

"good."

She nodded.

It's a short journey of ten miles, less than half an hour, so there won't be much delay.

After deliberation, the caravan turned around and headed towards the village ahead.

Before reaching the village, the cold wind began to howl and tear, the sky darkened, and heavy goose feather-like snow flew up.

The caravan group entered the village with difficulty against the wind.

Kui Mulang knocked on the door of a courtyard. The person who opened the door was an elderly woman. She stared outside and welcomed them into the courtyard with a smile.

"You guys are going to Pingcheng to do business, right?"

The aunt seemed to be used to passers-by staying overnight like them.

"The mountain roads around here are difficult to walk. If the weather is bad, you may get stuck in the mountains due to snow and freeze, so caravans often come to stay in our village."
Chapter completed!