When we got closer, we saw that the palace was made entirely of white boulders. It was not high. Except for the two-story pavilion in the middle, everything else was one-story high. There were no carvings or patterns, only the original color lines of the white boulders.
It exudes heaviness and ancient charm, just like the green grass on this sea of grass, which has lasted for thousands of years.
It was unusually quiet after entering the valley. We occasionally encountered pedestrians on the road. They were all surprised to see such a group of cavalry appearing out of nowhere. However, it was hard to see fear on their faces. They thought they were coming from somewhere.
The Caohai cavalry worshiped. The news spread out. When Li Luo arrived in front of the gate of the palace, the place was brightly lit, and the Mengjue guards were waiting in formation, watching the group of uninvited guests warily.
"Stop those who come, this is the Hangjin forbidden area, retreat quickly." The leading Mengjue general shouted loudly in Mongolian language, if there were fewer people coming, he would have led people out long ago, but he just wanted to say goodbye.
There are only less than a thousand people in the palace tonight, but there are many people on the opposite side, and they don't look like soft persimmons. It's a small matter to risk their lives in battle, but if the palace gate is lost, it will be a big sin to hurt the people in the palace.
Shi Wei took a few steps forward, smiled sadly, and replied in fluent Mongolian, "I'm here to pick you up on the order of Po Khan."
"Pull off the sweat?" The general frowned. This action was very subtle, but Li Luo's heart moved slightly. The general didn't ask who he wanted to pick up, and he didn't care whether Xiang Liuer's order was true or false.
The identity of Bohan is very important, and the content here is very intriguing.
"Bring me the warrant!"
"There is no warrant, only word of mouth."
"Oral instructions!?" The general was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became angry and said, "This is the Hangjin Villa. It is not a place where anyone can come and go as they please. Come on, if anyone dares to break into the palace without permission, kill him."
No forgiveness."
Li Luo touched the tip of his nose and was stunned and speechless. What a fierce-tempered Mengjue general. Hearing the sound of the Mengjue generals unsheathing their swords, they stared at the uninvited guest in front of them. Hulu Fenghan pressed his leather hat and came closer.
Li Luo whispered behind him, "My lord, it's better to use force. The longer it takes, the worse it will be for us."
Li Luo said harmoniously, "No rush, wait a minute..." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a chuckle like a silver bell coming from behind the palace door, "Who are you going to kill?"
The general Meng Jue's face changed greatly. He turned around and saw a graceful woman walking out of the palace. She looked at him with a sweet smile. The general was shocked and shouted, "Who are you? How could you come out of the palace?"
come out!?"
The woman smiled and said nothing, raised three fingers, and muttered the words "One, two, three, down."
In a moment of astonishment, I saw those Mengjue soldiers staggering around as if they were under a spell. In the blink of an eye, they were all lying limply on the ground. Only the general managed to hold on for a few breaths, and then was beaten by the woman with a stick like a stick.
The green-white jade finger pointed at his forehead, and he fell to the ground slumped. Hulu Fenghan took a breath of cold air, and even Po Suye paled slightly. The woman was a member of Li Luozhong's army, and I heard her name was Jibuchu
He came out of the Caohai Xiangsheng Cliff. I have only seen her talking and laughing with the soldiers on weekdays, as if she was a pretty girl with no power to restrain a chicken. I never imagined that hundreds of Mongolian warriors could be so capable.
He was knocked down by her silently, without the slightest strength to fight back. If it were him, he might also be hit. It seems that he must be more careful in the future.
The palace gate was lost, and Li Luo sent an order to the generals to go into the palace to look for someone. Li Luo didn't know the person's appearance, but Hulu Fenghan and Po Suye recognized it and led the generals into the palace. Naturally, they met the guards guarding the palace on the way.
They resisted, but they were outnumbered. In addition, Li Luo's side were all experts, just like those ghost apes. They came and went as if there was no one in the desert. Few Mengjue soldiers could block them for three rounds. It didn't take long for them to lie down on the ground.
It was a big piece. It was faster, but Hulu Fenghan, Xiang Liuer and the guards also had mixed feelings when they saw it. The people guarding the other palaces were all the close guards of King Mengjue, and they had no ability at all.
They couldn't get this job, but they lost so easily. In any case, it brought disgrace to the faces of their fellow Mengjue soldiers.
The villa was captured almost without a fight. There were soldiers searching for traces of the man. Li Luo had nothing to do. He entered the palace and walked around to take a look at the scenery of the villa. The palace was different from the outside. Everything was beautiful.
The leather decoration was very magnificent, which matched the name of King Mengjue's palace. If it were shabby, it would make people feel strange. Li Luo wandered around and walked, then he came to the palace and outside the palace.
Where the rivers meet, there are several wind lanterns and dim candlelight. The river water has not yet frozen, and the subtle sound of flowing water can be heard.
Li Luo glanced at it and was about to pass by. Suddenly he was startled and turned his head to look closely. He saw a pavilion connected to the other palace by the river. There was a man sitting by the river, as if he was fishing. Li Luo was very surprised.
Out of curiosity, I walked slowly over, fearing to startle the fish, so I walked very slowly and lightly. When I got closer, I saw that the man was indeed fishing. It was a cold and windy day, and he was wrapped in a thick wolfskin cloak.
He stared at the river with his eyes half-open and half-closed.
After walking behind the man and waiting for a while, Li Luo said in a friendly voice, "It's so cold, will any fish take the bait?"
The man was not surprised. He seemed to have noticed someone coming. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "If you are destined, you will take the bait."
"If this fish has a fate with Xiongtai, wouldn't it cost him his life?"
The man nodded and said, "That's the truth. People eat whole grains and fish, and when they die, they will be eaten by birds and beasts. The cycle continues over and over again, and it is considered complete."
"Haha, that makes sense. I wonder what my fate is like tonight?"
"Destined."
"Are you destined?" Li Luo glanced at the empty fish basket and smiled. Fishing like this was quite casual.
"It's fate." The man laughed, turned back to look at Li Luo and said with a smile, "If there is no fate, how can I meet this visitor from the south of China."
Li Luo quietly looked at the man hidden under the thick clothes. He was older than him. He had already passed by. He was probably in his late teens. His face was very pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, or he seemed to be suffering from an old illness. He was inexplicably
It is somewhat similar to Yin Mohuai who went north with the army this time. Thinking of Yin Mohuai, Li Luo felt a sense of depression that was difficult to relieve. His body had reached the point where the oil lamp was exhausted. The damage done by nature cannot be repaired by day after tomorrow. These
Thanks to the flowers and plants that Qiuji had created, he had snatched a few years of life from the Lord of Hell, but there was always a day when it came to an end. Yin Mohuai looked at it very lightly, saying that this time he and Li Luo went to the north just to see
Look at the scene in the depths of Caohai, and then you won’t go back. Not going back means burying your bones in a foreign land.