As the sun sets in the west, the clouds on the horizon are dyed with a hazy blood color by the setting sun. The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the changing sunset glow seems to be losing blood, and the color gradually fades into the thicker and thicker dark clouds.

Twenty-five miles away from Sunlight City, the Qi army was taking its last rest.

It was too cold and no one went out, which provided great convenience to Jia Hui and others.

The sky was gloomy and it seemed like it was going to snow at any time, and the visibility was getting lower and lower. But in order to avoid even the slightest possibility of being discovered, Jia Hui just asked someone to use a smokeless stove with some hot water, and distributed it to everyone to eat sweets with this water.

Great.

Everyone closed their eyes and meditated, waiting for the snowy night to come.

Thick dark clouds suppressed everyone's chest. Even the most optimistic people shut their mouths and silently wiped their weapons.

Jia Hui seemed to have returned to the time when he first went into battle.

At that time, before the war started, I was confident and confident that as long as I got to the front of the battle, I would be able to command with ease and defeat the enemy.

But I was so wrong.

Even if he was in the middle army, following Lu Guan, he was overwhelmed by the momentum from the opposite side. All strategies, battle formations, and military books seemed to have been deleted, and he could not think of anything.

The body's own soul also returned to his body after being slapped in the face by Lu Guan.

Mechanically he takes orders, mechanically mounts his horse, mechanically finds his troops, and mechanically arrives at the predetermined position.

When I got here, all the strategies and military formations in my mind were useless. There was only one word in my mind.

Go!

Rush without hesitation!

I don’t remember anything about that battle, I just relied on instinct.

It wasn't until he was finally lifted off his horse and thrown into the sky that he realized what he had done.

He smashed the Timurid army formation and killed the enemy commander with a horse.

I peed all over my pants.

Whenever I think about this incident, I secretly rejoice at my luck.

But today, that feeling of being at a loss appeared again.

It's like this again. I'm so full of strategies that I can't think of even one, and the exquisite military formations I practiced in the past are no longer commanded.

I still have too little experience of being on my own.

There are also enemies that are at the end of their rope, so just rush over.

Fortunately, we had already made a plan with everyone on the way. There was nothing much, just a few routes, where to set up defenses, where to meet, and where to run.

Therefore, in fact, Jia Hui has only one style of play until now - to collapse the sky and work hard to create miracles.

Jia Hui made up his mind that in the future he must develop the strong psychological quality of not changing his expression even if the mountain collapses in front of him. Let’s start by commanding the troops to suppress the bandits.

Just as Jia Hui was thinking, a snowflake fell on the tip of Jia Hui's nose and melted quickly.

Coming!

Jia Hui turned his horse's head.

"It's snowing, and the time has come. Again, just follow the commanders of each department and proceed according to the planned plan. Don't give up on your mission to save people just because your friendly forces are in trouble. Let me tell you, it's not necessary!

All you have to do is hit yours and I'll hit mine. It's a great achievement to follow the plan, and there's not much else to say."

Jia Hui looked at his army.

I don’t know how much is left. Take a deep breath.

"Building meritorious deeds is now, second or third son, come with me!" After saying that, Jia Hui whipped his horse whip, and the tall Yili horse neighed and ran towards the south.

"Making great achievements is now!" Six thousand cavalry shouted and followed Jia Hui.

Qi Jun quickly disappeared into the snowy night.

Jokhang Temple.

The silver-haired King Khan stood in the Sakyamuni Hall, looking up at the compassionate Buddha, still restless in his heart.

News came from the east that 30,000 elite infantrymen were ambushed by Sichuan Commander-in-Chief Liu Tie and the entire army was wiped out.

The situation in Jinguan City instantly changed from offensive to defensive. The pressure on the Eastern Army, which was still able to maintain its advantage even in the face of more and more reinforcements, increased sharply. He was already considering whether to abandon some of his people to allow the Eastern Army to retreat as much as possible.

Back.

Anyway, we have already looted enough, and continuing to fight will only consume manpower.

"Send an order to the Eastern Army to Chahan Danjin and withdraw."

The guard behind him accepted the promise, turned around and went out to wear the order.

The great lama of the Yellow Sect next to him also breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if this king of Khan, who has dominated the Snowy Land for thirty years, is silent, the pressure he exudes will almost make his Zen mind, which he has cultivated for more than twenty years, collapse.

Moreover, after three years of fighting, the Eastern Army, which is dominated by Tibetan people, is finally going home.

The great lama puts his hands together.

"Amitabha, King Khan is merciful." The great lama said involuntarily.

"Compassion, how to be compassionate?" The old wolf king smiled kindly.

"This... the Great Khan has the virtue of a good life, this..." The great lama knew very well how cruel this kind old man was. If he said the wrong thing, he would die without a place to die. After practicing Zen for more than 20 years, his mind was still chaotic.

.

"The great lama still hasn't mastered his practice," the old wolf king said casually.

The great lama's face was ashen, he was finished, and the masters would not stimulate the old Khan's increasingly cruel heart for him.

"Huh?"

The heart palpitations without warning aroused the vigilance of King Khan. Under the gaze of the Buddha, he did not believe that this was without reason.

"Send the order, go and ask..."

"Report! Enemy attack!"

After running for three hundred miles, changing horses without changing people, Sunshine City seemed to be undefended and entered Jia Hui's vision.

"Second and third sons, confront me!"

Jia Hui shouted loudly, picked up his spear and rushed into the city.

"General, I'll lead the way!" Asr shouted to Jia Hui, whipped his horse, and headed left.

Jia Hui saw this and followed him.

There are only 5,000 Qixue left in Sunlight City, and another 4,000 are stationed near the Jokhang Temple to protect the Khan.

As expected of the timid Lhasang Khan, they felt something was wrong when they realized the muffled noises in the wind and snow. Sure enough, it was an enemy attack. They had already put on their armor in advance and quickly mounted their horses after hearing the order from the superior officer and headed towards Jia Hui and others.

People rushed away.

Jia Hui also noticed the other party in the alley, and Lao Qixue, dressed as a member of the Qianhu family, roared and rushed towards him.

Jia Hui clamped the horse's belly, lowered its center, and held the spear tightly in his hand, calculating the distance to Lao Qingxue.

As he got closer, Jia Hui's spear hit Qianxue Qianhu's arms and pierced the old breastplate. Old Qiexue was also knocked out by the impact and fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, he was hit from behind.

Those who had no time to dodge were stepped on by their own people.

Jia Hui immediately drew out two short spears and rushed out. He flicked the scimitars in Qian Xue's hands with both hands and ended the lives of the two of them with a wave of his hands. Jia Hui's soldiers behind him also rushed over, holding shields and shields.

The sword is guarded by Jia Hui.

Seeing this, Jia Hui attacked more and more fiercely. With his own soldiers to help him block the attacks from the left and right, all he had to do was keep rushing forward.

A roar suddenly came from behind Qie Xue, and the Qie Xue cavalry on Jia Hui's left and right also moved out of the way. General Heshuote, who looked like he had a good background, rode up to Jia Hui...

"Qi Ren? He's just a little kid with no hair on his mouth. There's no one among you Qi Ren? Why don't you tell me your name?" The big man could speak Chinese. When he saw that Jia Hui didn't even have a beard, he started mocking her.
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"With your blind eyes, you won't be able to recognize you, Jia Huibu!"

This young general is so rude!

Just when I was about to say something else, I heard the sound of horse hooves and the sound of fighting coming from the distance.

The big man understood something and turned to glare at Jia Hui.

Jia Hui smiled.

"Treacherous Qi Gou, grandpa will kill you!"

The general shouted loudly, raised his spear and rode towards Jia Hui.

Jia Hui grasped the short spear tightly and knocked the horse's belly lightly, and the horse also ran forward.

The big spear was close to Jia Hui, and Jia Hui suddenly threw his short spear at the big man. The big man quickly blocked it, but when he tried to stab Jia Hui again, it was already too late.

Jia Hui was already less than three feet away from the big man. The big Han's soldiers quickly stepped forward to stop Jia Hui, but they were entangled by Jia Hui's soldiers and were unable to move forward.
To be continued...