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The 203rd chapter mass graves (1)

Su Yu rubbed his hands and breathed out, the cold wind blowing on his face hurt like a knife. There were two red spots on his face due to the cold, and he looked like a little monk who had been sent to the temple to beg for work.

It was quite embarrassing. However, the difficult journey for so many days gave Su Yu new gains. Not only outsiders, but also he himself felt that some changes had taken place in him.

Zhang Xiaowu has always believed that Su Yu is greedy for life and afraid of death, but his ability to go to Wuhuan for negotiations is a sign of courage and responsibility. After all, not everyone has the courage to risk being skinned and cramped by the Canuyi aliens.

Danger.

"This is the toughest I've ever seen you." Zhang Xiaowu praised.

Su Yu said with emotion: "In the past, I never dared to think that I would actually negotiate with the Dog Yi on behalf of the Holy Han Empire. I never expected that now I would become the face of the empire. With me as the face of the empire, I always felt that I would embarrass the empire.

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Zhang Xiaowu laughed: "It's just that you don't have confidence, but I think you are very responsible."

Su Yu nodded and smiled: "Thank you." Then his hat was blown off by the wind. He was so angry that he quickly turned around and chased after the hat, and everyone laughed.

Li Qing, who was behind, bent down to explore the horse, picked up the hat with one hand, then sat back on the horse and handed the hat to Su Yu, causing Su Yu to admire his wonderful movement.

Li Chuncheng dismissed it and tried it himself. As a result, he fell off the horse and plunged into the snow, causing everyone to laugh. Li Chuncheng argued: "This horse is not good, I am not familiar with this horse."

Su Yudao: "We are all surnamed Li, how come there is such a big difference in our behavior?"

Li Chuncheng was so angry that he rushed to the front of the team.

Zhang Xiaowu said to Ruan Qingwen: "My riding skills are average and cannot be compared with theirs. There are many capable warriors in the Yashan camp but they have been misused and delayed." He pointed to Li Yuan who was opening the way in front and said: "Then Li Yuan,

It was a general who was delayed, and more than half of the generals in Mucheng fled back from the front.

The elite came. Look at them, how can you see the defeated generals now? They are all people who have been implicated, delayed, and harmed. Do you know why our Mucheng garrison enthusiastically signed up to follow me north this time?

It’s because they have a breath of cowardice in their hearts that they can’t swallow.”

Ruan Qingwen sighed, after all, he was a wasted person. If the prince had the ability to defeat Quyi in one go, Xuanyuan Zixun would be sitting on the dragon throne now, and he could at least be a

Minister of the Ministry of Finance. As the saying goes, one general is incompetent and exhausted the entire army. He mistrusted the prince. It was not that he mistrusted the prince, but he believed in Gu Yong too much. He had never been loyal to the prince. The person he relied on was the great military advisor Gu Yong.

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Talking about the front line, Su Yu felt helpless. Yashan was defeated in the hands of the prince Xuanyuan Zixun. Previously, Su Yu thought that Xuanyuan Zixun was pretending to be crazy, but he didn't expect that he was really crazy. If it weren't for Zhang Xiaowu, he wouldn't have been allowed to die.

In my own territory, I am afraid that during this winter, Xuanyuan Zixun ran out and fell into the snow, freezing to death countless times.

"This crown prince is really a disaster." Zhang Xiaowu said.

"It's the deposed prince, the former deposed prince." Su Yu said.

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Were you also in Longdu when it was in chaos?"

"nature."

"How chaotic is it? I'm talking about the people. You've already talked about the government affairs. I want to hear the stories of the people."

Su Yu recalled: "Both the government officials and the silver-clad guards went to attack the prince's mansion and the palace. The wealthy people were also divided into two major gangs to kill each other. The gangsters on the street took advantage of the chaos in Longdu to smash, loot and burn.

, the people of Longdu were suffering unspeakably. The major noble clans were also panic-stricken, and each family organized clansmen to defend their own family, and even

Some feuding families also took the opportunity to burn and kill each other at this time. The chaos in Longdu was not just the princelings and the five princes, but the entire inner and outer city of Longdu. Our Su family also had to recruit people to protect ourselves. At that time

I wear armor and hold a long sword all day long, and I dare not sleep day and night for fear that some enemies will take the opportunity to rob my Su family."

It was hard for Ruan Qingwen to imagine that this man who was greedy for life and afraid of death would hold a long sword to resist the robbers, but Zhang Xiaowu believed in him. Everyone has a bottom line. Su Yu was afraid of death, but if the thief came home, Su Yu would also explode.

Strong fighting power. Zhang Xiaowu tightened his clothes again and covered his face with his cloak, leaving only his two eyes exposed to avoid being penetrated by the cold wind. He said, "Do you have many enemies in the Su family?"

"The Su family's ancestors have also been glorious. Although they are just a middle-aged family now, that is because in Longdu, compared to the local area, the Su family is a wealthy and famous family, otherwise it would not be called a noble family." Su

After Yu said a few words, his teeth felt frozen, and he quickly covered his mouth with gloves to calm down.

After a while, he continued: "Since you are a noble clan, you will naturally have enemies. Who can't guarantee that when you are making money and fighting for official titles, you will not stand in the way of others? Let's talk about you Zhang Xiaowu. You are called the Mucheng garrison, right?

Also blocked many other people’s official path?”

"Except for the dog barbarians, I don't have any enemies." Zhang Xiaowu said.

Su Yu shook his head and said: "I don't believe it. Do I know that you have been assassinated several times - remember that time you were framed by Secretary Tian? Do you know who is behind the scenes?"

Zhang Xiaowu asked back: "Do you know who it is?"

Su Yudao: "I don't know, but I guess you must be doing others a favor."

Zhang Xiaowu thought for a while and said: "During that time, except for Huang Sheng's uncle and nephew, I didn't seem to do anyone any favors, right?"

Su Yu said: "Maybe it's them?"

Zhang Xiaowu laughed and said: "That's impossible."

"I know people, faces but not hearts." Su Yu sighed.

Everyone chatted from time to time on the road, but most of the time they didn't talk much. After all, the north wind was too cold. Although there was no blizzard anymore, the biting cold wind had not yet receded. It would freeze your teeth when you opened your mouth to speak, but you couldn't hear clearly when you covered your mouth.

So we didn't communicate much while walking along the way.

However, when we were encamped and garrisoned, we liked to chat with each other. We talked nonsense all over the world, which gave us the atmosphere of Northeastern chatter.

As we got closer to Yashan, everyone became more and more nervous. When we were setting up camp the night before leaving the desert, a soldier accidentally fell into a snow urn. There are many such snow urns in the Saibei Wasteland. The terrain of the Saibei Wasteland

It is complex, with desert dunes, mounds and highlands, forests and grasslands, and Gobi salt lakes.

Snow urns mostly refer to low-lying places. Due to wind, snow is filled into low-lying areas, thus forming such snow urns. However, snow urns are not too big or too deep. After all, the Saibei Wasteland is

The average terrain is not high, and the undulating sand dunes only block the view and do not form a steep pass.

The soldier was also unlucky. He thought the snow was thick, so he missed his footing and fell into a jar of snow more than ten feet deep.

"There's a ghost - there's a ghost - there's a ghost in the snow urn, and he's pulling my feet!" the soldier suddenly shouted.


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