The porcelain doll is very tired, but she can't sleep. People with weak bodies will feel palpitations and shortness of breath when they are sleepy, and they will be exhausted. However, they still find it difficult to fall asleep... They closed their eyes and rested on Song Yang's shoulder for a while, and the corners of the lips of the porcelain doll were raised.
Qiao, and a smile appeared: "To be honest, we have to thank Yan Ding. Without him, we really wouldn't be able to fight this battle."
The sand people are on an expedition and preparing for war, and there are two real big troubles:
First, there is a shortage of supplies. The simplest example is that the tents of sand people cannot keep warm. When the army camps, they have to dig the crypts to keep warm. But now it is the cold winter season, and the ground is harder than iron. How easy is it to dig it out?
To march smoothly, unless there are a lot of thick furs, charcoal, tin oil and other things to keep warm and cold, these ordinary things have always been the most precious treasures for the barren sand people.
To put it bluntly, the financial and material resources of the Sha people could not support an expedition at all. But coincidentally, before Bai Yin returned to the clan, the fake Sha Lord was also preparing for a large army expedition, and the fake Sha Lord was supported by the national teacher behind it.
Behind Yanding was a rich Yan. All kinds of war preparation supplies started to be shipped a few years ago, gathering little by little at Shamin camp, and finally gathering sand into a tower. If it weren't for the blessing of Yanding, Shamin would have wanted to go out to fight.
I couldn't move this battle, so I could only stay at home honestly.
However, the second trouble of the expedition was that the national sect could not help, and it had to be solved by the thoughts of the commander and generals of the tribe... Xie Zizhuo mentioned to Song Yang before: targeting Shamin and Quanrong
It is impossible to be completely unprepared. Usually, it doesn’t matter how much the sand people make trouble in the depths of the wasteland, but once the army takes action and enters the warning range of the wolf soldiers, the army that is specially used to check and balance the sand people is always in place.
Will take action.
The herds will not easily step into the wasteland, but in the vast wasteland, perhaps the top of Yadan Peak, or perhaps the outpost hidden deep in a certain area of land. Needless to think about it, Quanrong will definitely monitor the wasteland.
How can the army hide or deceive surveillance, and truly let the Sha people join the front-line battle between the Uighurs and the Quanrong, and calmly exert their combat power. This problem is difficult to solve...
The porcelain doll was nagging, the more I said it, the less I heard it, the softer I felt, and finally I fell asleep in Song Yang's arms.
Until it was dark and the porcelain doll was still sleeping, Song Yang sat steadily, not moving for most of the afternoon. He thought that practicing martial arts was of great use. Most people wanted to keep a posture and sit for a few hours.
It was really difficult. At this time, footsteps sounded outside, and Qi Shang waited for a large group of people to come back. The originally quiet tent became noisy and noisy in a blink of an eye. Song Yang could not stop it for a while, and the porcelain doll was awakened.
His eyes changed from confusion to clarity, and the porcelain doll slowly calmed down. He first apologized to Song Yang, and then looked at Mrs. Bo: "How?"
Only then did Song Yang realize that they were not going out to play, but doing things for Xie Zizhuo. He turned his head and looked at the porcelain doll with questions.
"The Han people from the big clan used to come from strange things. I would like to ask Mrs. Bo to help me see it." Xie Zizhuo replied.
The Han people who first came to the Sha tribe were not disciples of the national masters. After they arrived, they tried their best to help the Sha master unify the clan. Both the purpose and origin were quite suspicious. The porcelain dolls had long wanted to check their origins. To put it bluntly
It's just tomb robbery. This matter has not much to do with the expedition in front of you. However, the porcelain doll is careful and knows that there is suspicion, you should check it. Even if you can't find anything, at least there will be no loss. But if you find some
What, maybe it will affect the overall situation.
Shamin attached great importance to the bodies of the dead, and had a dedicated person to guard the cemetery. It was not easy to steal the tombs of the Han people. Mrs. Bo was not sure a while ago, and now she arrived with Song Yang. Many good players gathered together, and they naturally became more courageous when there were too many people. This morning, everyone ran out to dig graves in groups.
Those people died for ten years at the latest. They had been buried in the soil and turned into dead bones, and there was no sign of anything at all. As for the burial objects, the most professional tomb robbers such as Qishan Baxia had been looking for them for a while. Even something that could indicate identity could not be found. In addition, they could not find the graves once dug up and found that these graves had been turned over once.
It’s easy to guess. Sha people will definitely not do anything like tomb robbery. There is no one else who can get ahead, but they can only be the disciple of the national master who pretends to be Shazhu.
After talking about the tomb robbery in a few words, the porcelain doll frowned: "That's what I said, I didn't find it?" The disciples of the national master took the lead. Even if there was any useful thing in the funeral objects, they would have been taken away by others. I have been sent to the national teacher long ago.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Bo shook her head, but before she could speak, Qi Shang, who was beside her, couldn't help but smile and said, "It's not that I'm not getting anything. Finally, I thank you for your blessing, so that we won't be in vain for this trip. ”
While he was talking, Mrs. Bo took out something wrapped in a brocade handkerchief from his bag. Needless to ask, the handkerchief belonged to Mrs. Bo. The handkerchief was embroidered with a swallow and a few flowers were tattooed on the handkerchief with a woman from another family. Differently, there was a big white goose embroidered on Mrs. Bo's handkerchief, which looked a bit ridiculous.
Qi Shang's expression to his voice became mysterious: "We don't know this thing, but it doesn't matter. We know that there will definitely be someone in this sand private camp!" As he said, he smiled and said Looking at Song Yang.
Song Yang could understand his gaze and replied with a smile: "I am the one you are talking about? Why are you sure I will recognize it?"
"You must know it, you always have no reason to know it." Qi Shang's answer was filled with clouds and mist. Mrs. Bo was too lazy to keep him in silence. She held the package with one hand and flipped through the hand and opened the handkerchief, revealing it. When Song Yang saw this, his eyes suddenly became extremely surprised, and his smile became stiff, and he was really shocked!
It is a string of bead chains worn on the wrist, with bright colors, and gold beads mixed with gold and silver beads and wood beads, which are colorful and dazzling, but not too much beauty, and there is no Han decoration. With fine workmanship, anyone can see that this thing is definitely not from the Han realm.
Just as Qi Shang said, others can recognize this thing, but Song Yang has no reason not to recognize it... because on his wrist, he now carries a string of exactly the same bead chains.
When Song Yang met the only similar person in the world in the outskirts of the capital, Su Hang sent him a string of beads as a token for grandma during contact. Su Hang once said that the chain was her last time It was obtained from the natives on an island during a voyage.
Song Yang never took off the bead chains tied to him by himself, and everyone around him had seen them. It is not difficult to understand that the bead chains are not Han Dynasty craftsmanship, so the master disciple who went to rob the tomb first Just thinking it was a gadget from Sha Min, I didn’t think it was strange; but when people saw it, they thought that Song Yang also had a similar ornament, so they took it out and brought it back.
Song Yang took the bead chain from Mrs. Bo's hand and carefully compared it with his own string. There was no difference in the slightest difference from workmanship to material to color arrangement, so it was just the same.
But this makes people even more confused. The first string comes from the depths of the East China Sea, and the other string comes from the extreme northern wasteland. Even if Song Yang is a god, he will not be able to find a reasonable explanation for it in a while.
.
Song Yang explained the origin of his bead chain. Sure enough, everyone showed a strange look. This is not a puzzle that can be solved by smart brains. You can't talk about what the result is now. You can only find an opportunity to investigate in the future.
Mrs. Bo didn't take it back, so she handed it over to Song Yang to collect it. It was dinner time. Now they no longer ate the big stove with Shamin. They had their own puppy to cook for everyone, and everyone arranged for them to do so.
After having supper in a lively manner, they all went to rest.
But the porcelain doll was not idle, so she continued to study her military affairs. It was different from others. In the middle of the night, she felt that her brain was clearer. Song Yang didn't go to dissuade him, so she sat aside and matched quietly. This was the case for the past two nights. Anyway,
His cultivation and physical fitness, and his practice of one great circle of practice are enough to make up for several nights of not sleeping.
And this time, when the night was late, the porcelain doll suddenly asked him: "Will Suhang come back?" The voice was very light, and the porcelain doll was still staring at the huge map before she looked up.
To the owner of Tomorrow Villa, Yu Yipin Ring, told Jingtai loudly in front of millions of Yanren, "I like Song Yang" Suhang. Xie Zizhuo had heard of it for a long time, but just like Xiaoguan, Chu Rong and the others.
, she never asked before.
Song Yang shook his head: "I don't know."
"Oh." The porcelain doll responded, remained silent for a moment, and looked up at Song Yang: "I like you too."
...
After three days, there was finally movement in the Shamin camp. Military orders flowed out from the king's tent, and the clanging horns resounded throughout the world. The soldiers dressed neatly to the gathering place, which was completely contrary to the fact that they had not moved their troops before.
Yes, when the order to truly set sail, everyone acted quickly, and every team that had been assembled immediately set off. Standing on the high ground and looking around, a group of powerful soldiers of sandy people swam out from all over the camp.
Continuous gathering, and finally condenses into a vast torrent. The blade reflects the sunshine, the flags swirl the cold wind, and walks rapidly towards the distance.
Soon after, the army was flying wildly around, covering the soldiers' figures.
Not only young and strong people left the camp to expedition, but countless old men and strong women also formed multiple teams to rush forward. Song Yang had never asked about it before, but with his thoughts, it was not difficult to imagine that these old men and women were all
It is a 'suspicious soldier'. Their expedition is not to kill the enemy, but to only confuse the wolf and the whistle detective.
In addition, Song Yang and his group were also divided into two teams. He and Luo Guan were appointed as the vanguard and really became a front guard in the formation. The dragon birds were able to realize the truth by killing them. What kind of killing can compare to the battlefield to rush forward in this world?
It came more cruelly and intensely? This is his practice. Although it is dangerous, he will not be willing to let go of such a good opportunity no matter what.
Others almost had one-sided objections to this matter, but the porcelain doll did not stop it. She would never stop what Song Yang wanted to do, although she was far more worried than others. Fortunately, Luo Guangu was by his side.
Now the Grandmaster has recovered as before. After a fake death, Song Yang's combat power has also improved by leaps and bounds. The two of them cooperate with each other, and ordinary dangers cannot even reach their eyes.
As for the others, they all followed the central army where King Baiyin and the porcelain dolls were, it goes without saying that Xiemen lacked dogs, they wanted to protect their ladies; Nan Rong, Xiao Wan and others originally intended to walk with Song Yang, but the battlefield was dangerous,
With their ability, not only did they not help but also dragged them down, so they stayed in the Central Army.
Song Yang followed the army. Although he was the benefactor of Marshal Baiyin Wang and all Shamins, he did not give any special treatment. He ate and slept with Shamins and even carried more weight than others.
Luo Guan was similar to him, but the Grand Master carried a longbow, which still showed the difference between him and the pawn.
During the march, Luo Guan smiled at Song Yang and said, "Sometimes I really can't tell whether you know yourself."
The little coroner who came out of a deserted town dared to attack Yanding and Jingtai was so arrogant that he was too arrogant. Who would dare to say that he had self-knowledge? Luo Guan must stretch out his hand and slap the person who spoke;
But if you want to say that Song Yang is not self-aware... Which man doesn't want to command thousands of troops to win the battle? Song Yang never cared about this battle from beginning to end, so he happily became a big-headed soldier.
Song Yang understood the meaning of the Grand Master and smiled: "The two things are not clear when they are put together. Just talking about war... I didn't think too much about it. Until now I don't regard it as a war."
"Then what do you think of it?" Luo Guan asked in confusion.
"Just kill someone." Song Yang told the truth.
Luo Guan was stunned for a moment and then said, "The name of the demon star is really not wronged you." After that, he thought about it and said, "He is such a good soldier!" Finally, he patted Song again.
Yang Jian, as if encouraged: "Kill more, you can improve yourself!"
Just killing people and not wanting to fight, such as strategies and tactics, are all matters of the marshals and generals, and Song Yang doesn't care about that at all.
The wasteland that they could walk out in more than twenty days, they walked around for almost forty days, and then they all followed one after another, with fierce battles one after another.
Sometimes they face the enemy alone, sometimes they cooperate with friendly forces, sometimes they fight hard against the superior enemy, and sometimes they don’t pursue the fleeing enemy. And Song Yang really never asked the chief official, "Why is this?"
, Changchun Hou firmly obeyed military orders, advanced when he heard the roar, fought when he heard the drum, and retreated when he heard the gold...
Before I knew it, the seasons changed quietly, from early winter to late winter to early spring... The spring in Nanli has arrived, but the northern grassland is still snowy and the wind is cold. Song Yang himself can't count how much he has beaten
War, how many people have been killed, but as long as he is on the battlefield, he will turn into a madman and concentrate on killing people!
The Shamin Pioneer who was originally located had long been exhausted. Song Yang and Luo Guan mixed into other teams with their comrades, and have changed four or five banners so far.
During this period, Song Yang also participated in several huge fighting spirits. Even with his amazing eyesight, it was far from enough to spread the entire battlefield. He didn't go to see it. In his eyes, the wolf pawn closest to him was the one closest to him.
.After this battle that included tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of soldiers was over, he did not know whether his army would win or lose in a short period of time. The only thing he could be sure of was that he and Luo Guan were still alive.
Even now, Song Yang didn't know whether the Shamin army had contacted the Uighurs, nor did he know whether the war was beneficial or unfavorable to his side. He knew nothing more than any Sha warrior around him...
Another battle was fought during the day. After a long battle, the wolf soldiers were defeated. The sand tribe did not chase him, but camped on the spot. After dinner, Song Yang was not afraid of the coldness of the ground. He lay on the snow with his head resting with his hands, humming a small hang in his mouth.
Looking up at the night sky.
Luo Guan walked closer and smiled and said, "I'm in a good mood."
Song Yang said: "Today is a special day."
Luo Guan wondered: "What day?"
"On February 19th, the day when the Uighur King Jia and Princess Nanli married each other," Song Yang exclaimed and exhaled for a long time: "At this time, it's almost time for me to enter the bridal chamber."
It was just a first auspicious day, and it was not a big deal to miss it. However, it took a long time since Song Yang really missed him a little.