Chapter 791: Drinking Horses From the Vast Ocean

"Hey, are you having a meeting?" Zhao Changhe smiled and came to Huangfu Qing's side to look at the map: "Are you the main force who found the vulture's fangs and are discussing how to fight?"

All the generals in the tent turned their heads, but the temple shamans who were sitting there quickly fell to the ground and kowtowed.

The figure carrying the god's head towards the altar cast a huge psychological shadow on them.

Seeing their appearance, Huangfu Qing grinded his teeth even more, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "It's cold and freezing. King Zhao is newly married. Why don't you lie in bed for three more days?"

In fact, it is okay to say that the weather is cold and the ground is freezing. Although it is quite late in spring, as long as it does not rain, the men who practice martial arts cannot even feel the cold. Huangfu Qingtang Yujing is still a fire cultivator, even more so. OK. It's just that the newlyweds and the quilt were added to these words, and the sour smell seemed to corrode the handsome tent. It was so sour.

Everyone's heads tilted even further, and Huangfu Shaozong even wanted to laugh.

I never thought that my hot-tempered sister would have such a moment since I was a child. From this point of view alone, Huangfu Shaozong really wanted to meet his long-time friend Wu Hou and Tang Buqi, so that everyone could share their experiences from being beaten since childhood to adulthood.

Zhao Changhe said with a shy face: "I've calculated with my fingers that a war is about to start here, so I'm here to help the commander..."

"I, what kind of old man are you?" Huang Fuqing said in a cool tone: "Are you the kind of old man who is opposite to other people's old wives? You are so old that you are losing your teeth and you are still married. I have never seen such a shameless person..."

"We are also getting married." Zhao Changhe only used five words to sink the commander.

"...It's shameful to be shameless." The handsome man's eyes drifted around unconsciously, and he caught a glimpse of his younger brother who was snickering. He jumped to his feet and said angrily: "It's useless to ask you to come up with ideas! Let's drink tea and crack melon seeds. The old man from the capital is still very skilled! Get out of here, I want to discuss the military situation with King Zhao!"

The commander lost his nerve and all the generals dispersed.

You also say that others still get married when they are old-fashioned, but you are not old? When I heard about the wedding, the brilliance on my face seemed to overflow, and it was white and rosy, tsk.

The military tent was instantly empty, except for the skin of a melon.

Huangfu pinched his neck and looked at the swaying tent intently: "When will the knot be completed?"

Zhao Changhe said: "Any time... Speaking of which, the old general is here, so we have to let the old general take charge."

That's true... Huangfu Qing's face was rosy and he still looked intently: "The identity of the Queen Mother..."

"If you use the identity of Suzaku, you have to cover your head anyway... As long as you can explain the past, whoever dares to go around and spread the word that Suzaku belongs to the Queen Mother, beat him."

"What should I do if someone keeps secret notes on unofficial history?"

"Who cares about that kind of unofficial history? There are secret histories of sex all over the world, from every dynasty to every generation. Who should take it seriously..."

In fact, if you search in Beijing now, you may have heard about the secret history of King Zhao, which talks about the filth in the palace, the queen mother and the emperor serving together, etc... So there are too many secret histories of XX from various dynasties and generations, so there is no real story here. People take it seriously, right? People in today's world may still be able to think it's true. After all, everyone really knows...the more it spreads, the less likely it is that anyone will take it seriously.

Thank you so much to all the writers of the past generations.

Huangfu Qing's face seemed to burst into tears: "I want to put on makeup before Tang Wan."

Zhao Changhe stopped talking.

Huangfu Qing didn't force him to answer this sentence. Anyway, the status of the Queen Mother was really not suitable for returning to Beijing to marry. It was barely meaningful to marry in the army, so it would be enough after the battle. Tang Wanzhuang still wanted to take the lead?

Hum.

The stinky disciple should just wait and go. I want to help you become the emperor, but I will use your man first. What’s wrong?

Huangfu Qing's mood improved immediately, but his face was still tense and he said: "Let's talk about business, why do you suddenly appear here? I feel that your injury is not healed and you no longer need to recuperate?"

Zhao Changhe saw her standing next to the handsome desk and looking at the map. She was wearing a soft cloak and armor. She was so handsome that he felt itchy in his heart.

Seeing that there was no one around, he hugged the handsome man's waist from behind, hung his chin on her shoulder, and looked at the map on the table together: "They say I knew you were in trouble at the touch of a finger, so of course I came to help. help."

"There is no trouble. We have won such a difficult battle. Now we are just wiping our tail. Where is the trouble? Do you really think that I can't fight without you?" Huangfuqing struggled a little, and said with a pinched neck: "Let go, Jun. What are the words in the tent?"

In fact, he was so exhausted that Huangfu Qing liked the way he hugged her and looked at the pictures together. It was so intimate and warm. Especially if he could really show up at the military tent when he was having the most headaches, he would be in a great mood, and he wished he could get tired of being with him.

He drove away the generals, not because he couldn't show off his face, but because he clearly wanted to be alone with his lover. Anyway, those rubbish can't help with the discussion, so what are you doing there?

How could Zhao Changhe not feel her little arrogance, so he smiled: "Then I'll let you go."

"You dare? You dare to hug Yue Hongling in front of so many people. What's wrong with hugging me?"

Zhao Changhe almost laughed out loud: "What happened?"

Huangfuqing pouted, lowered his head and continued to look at the picture: "I can't find the vulture hunting teeth... My spiritual perception is also very far away. If I don't sense it, it must be out of range. But Mobei is so big, even if I open my spiritual consciousness, To scan, you have to choose a direction to scan in. I gathered the generals to study with everyone which direction is the most likely, but the results are all rubbish, and there is no opinion at all. It feels like everyone wants to go back to the Holy Mountain to have a celebration banquet. "

Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "That's normal. We thought it was over, but we had to fight again. We didn't even get a good night's sleep... We still have to make a quick decision. If we drag it on, no one will want to fight anymore."

Huangfu Qing said, "That's why I'm anxious! By the way, I suddenly feel that it doesn't matter whether you come or not. In terms of the range of spiritual perception, you are not as good as me."

Zhao Changhe said, "Indeed, it seems that it's useless for me to come? I am not as good as the Marshal in judging war."

Huangfu Qing snorted, "It's okay. Xiaohezi is here. At least he can provide emotional value to this Marshal... Hey, don't touch me!"

No matter how soft the Marshal's soft armor is, it's still armor. It feels hard. Xiaohezi was originally stroking his lower abdomen, and then he touched his legs.

Huangfu Qing said angrily: "You are here to provide emotional value, not to mess with me! I am considering military intelligence, don't get in the way."

Zhao Changhe said: "If Xiaohezi can provide military intelligence reference to the Marshal, how will the Marshal reward him?"

Huangfu Qing's eyes moved, biting her lower lip: "If you really know, I will accept any absurdity you want. I have played all kinds of absurd things with you... Wait a minute,"

Zhao Changhe quietly untied the hem of her armor, lifted her cloak, hugged her waist and pulled her back. The Marshal subconsciously fell on the table and looked back angrily: "You haven't said it yet..."

"But the Marshal's heroic appearance is really too tempting... You know, I swallowed my saliva every day during this march."

Huangfu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then you also a few days ago You are quite good at pretending. "

"Because the military situation was tense a few days ago, who dared to do anything reckless..."

"What about now? Is there no military situation?"

"Because they are five or six hundred miles away from us... Because of our seven-day ultimatum, they are extremely alert now. We can go slowly. On the seventh day, they think that we are all in the Holy Mountain for a meeting, which is the most slack time. At that time, we suddenly appear and a battle can decide the outcome."

Huangfu Qing was stunned: "That's the truth, but how do you know their movements so clearly?"

"I am your husband."

"Hey hey... Damn it, this is the central army commander's tent, you really take it off! Hiss..."

The commander was lying on the commander's desk, his slender hands were still clenched into fists, his armor was not taken off, and his cloak was like fire. But below, it was quietly pulled down to the knees, and the enemy army advanced into the hills.

Huangfu Qing looked at the tent door nervously, always feeling that this guy had planned such a scene for him to be the commander-in-chief. It was too shameful. But the witch felt a little excited. She really didn't like the man who followed the rules...

"Are you really not afraid... of someone breaking in and seeing you..." The commander faced the attack with a seductive look, biting his fingers and complaining.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything else. I can solidify and isolate the surrounding air so that no one can get close to the tent. This is still possible... and our voices won't be heard."

The suppressed moans finally sounded in the military tent, and no one outside the tent could hear them.

Huangfu Shaozong and others gathered in the center of the camp to eat, and they were all whispering about how to find the Vulture Tribe. From time to time, they turned their heads to look in the direction of the general's tent, thinking that this matter was very difficult. I'm afraid that the secret discussion between the general and King Zhao would not come to any conclusion. It's been so long, and they haven't eaten yet...

No one dared to think that the majestic and murderous Suzaku Venerable would do such a thing in the military tent...

Half an hour later, the general stepped out of the tent in neat armor and heroic manner: "Have you finished eating? Get ready for the expedition."

Huangfu Shaozong was stunned: "General, have you eaten?"

"King Zhao brought dry food and ate enough." Huangfu Qing said seriously: "The location of the Vulture Tribe has been determined by me and King Zhao after many deductions. The army will set off."

"Where?"

"North, the vast sea."

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The vast sea, like the Erhai Lake in Miaojiang, is called a sea, but it is actually a large lake. Earlier it was called the North Sea, and now it is called Lake Baikal. It is a large freshwater lake that is large enough for tribes to thrive.

However, the climate is extremely cold, and there are very few tribes that can really live here. The surrounding area is vast and sparsely populated, and there are almost no people.

At this moment, in the southern part of the vast sea, the Vulture Tribe is stationed in a bay. When the cold lake wind blows, many old, weak, women and children in the tribe shiver and hide in the leaky tents to warm themselves by the fire.

Not to mention the old and weak, many strong and elite soldiers can't stand it.

They are different from the well-supplied Han army. They temporarily run away from the battlefield and temporarily return to the tribe to organize a large retreat. Many things cannot be carried. Just like Batu, who was driven away by Timur, he shrank in the desert. If Sanniang hadn't contacted Yingwu for support, he would have almost died. They are better than Batu. After all, they evacuated on their own initiative, but the benefit is limited. At least they don't have time to carry cattle and sheep, and resources are very scarce.

But everyone knows that the Han army will not be here for too long, and they must return to the court. Once they left, other tribes suffered heavy casualties in this battle, and this vast grassland was the world of the Vulture Tribe, which they had prepared for.

It was completely foreseeable that they would sweep southward and establish a new Vulture Royal Court.

These were the carrion-eating vultures that rose up by pecking at the corpses of the Golden Horde Royal Court.

In fact, there were several other places for the Vulture Tribe to hide. The reason why they chose the vast sea was because Vulture Fang could be sure that Timur would hide in the vast sea.

There should be a secret place under the sea, where Timur rose in his early years. He must find it out and kill it before Timur recovers from his injury, otherwise if Timur recovers from his injury, he will be the first to suffer.

It's a pity that the vast sea is so big that it's really hard to find a secret realm. The Vulture Tribe had to guard against the Han army and search for the secret realm, so they didn't find it in a short time.

Vulture Fang was not in a hurry. It is well known that injuries at this level are really not so easy to heal. Don't you see that the God of Longevity was seriously injured overseas and it has not been completely healed for several months; Bo'e was injured in the battle of the Temple of Heaven, and he became a half-marginal person afterwards. This is also the main reason why the Han army decided to march north. Timur's injury this time is definitely not lighter than theirs, and it will take several months to heal.

Then look for it slowly, and it will be easier to do things when the Han army returns...

Zhao Changhe said that all tribes will go to the holy mountain to worship within seven days... Let's not talk about whether the tribes in the distance can make it in time, and whether this order is a bit difficult, anyway, the conqueror is qualified to say difficult words. For Vulture Fang, this time means a node-after this worship, the main force of the Han army must withdraw, and it is impossible for all members to eat sand in Mobei for a long time.

The most that could be left behind was a light cavalry of several thousand people, supporting Batu and other defectors to establish one or more vassal states, letting them kill the tribes that "dare not to pay homage", and letting the tribes on the grasslands fight and consume themselves again, so that they will not be able to recover for a hundred years. This is the greatest strategic significance that the Middle-earth Dynasty can achieve.

So the most dangerous days are actually the few days before the homage. After getting through it, the only opponents left are Batu and his people...

Vulture Fang released the vultures of his tribe, but did not dare to approach the direction of the Holy Mountain. He only patrolled the airspace within hundreds of miles of his own territory. Six or seven days passed, and there was no movement.

Mobei is so big, and it is not as clear a target as the Holy Mountain and the Royal Court. If the other party wants to find him, they really don't know how to find him. Vulture Fang thought about it and felt that there was no way.

On the seventh day, including Vulture Fang himself, the originally nervous patrol soldiers and horses breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Zhao Changhe and Huangfu Qing's group could only host their audience ceremony on the Holy Mountain. How could they suddenly come to this deserted sea?

All the patrol scouts have come back to warm themselves by the fire. It’s so cold, who can stand it?

"I've said it before, Zhao Changhe is not a god, their real strength is actually not as good as Changshengtian's... This time they succeeded by chance, it's actually the result of Changshengtian's injury, they just took advantage of the opportunity, they are not heroes!"

"That's right... In fact, they are injured at this time, right? If you really come, I'll chop them all up."

"How is it possible? I said it a few days ago, there is no need to be so nervous and alert. If you and I broke the Holy Mountain, we would have rewarded the three armies with money and women. Just playing with those pious female shamans who serve the gods on the Holy Mountain is enough to play for seven days and seven nights. Who would come out to drink the wind?"

"You are too disrespectful to Changshengtian..."

"They are dead, why should I respect them. Those female shamans have rough skin and are meaningless. When we unify the grasslands and break through the pass, the women in the Central Plains will be more interesting... Khan, don't you think so!"

Vulture Fang drank wine, although he did not join in the boasting of his subordinates, he had a smile on his face.

He thought so too.

As long as he found Timur and got his Golden Wolf Skill from him, he could also break through the realm and try to replace Changshengtian.

As for people like Zhao Changhe and Zhuque Xuanwu, anyone with a discerning eye could see that they could not stay in the secular world for a long time. Sooner or later, they would do what a god should do, such as the heaven. What about the human world then?

In the midst of the noise, a scout stumbled in from outside: "Khan, Khan! Enemy attack, enemy..."

"Swoosh!" A long arrow flew from nowhere and nailed the scout who reported the news in front of the tent.

All the members changed color, and Vulture Fang suddenly stood up, and heard the thunderous sound of horse hooves approaching instantly. The screams of their own people and horses were heard outside, and the fire reflected the sky red.

"What's going on!" Vulture Fang rushed out with a spear, and saw Huangfu Qing riding a horse to the tent and leading the crowd to charge.

"Dang!" Vulture Fang blocked with his spear, but was pushed back more than ten steps by the terrifying impact, and barely stood still after hitting his subordinates behind him.

Zhao Changhe's big face appeared in front of him: "Vulture Khan, long time no see."

Looking at this young man who had once struggled to connect with his spear in the formation, Vulture Fang was incredulous. How did he find this place, and how did he appear here inexplicably during the seven-day audience date he had set? Vulture Fang racked his brains but couldn't figure it out.

What he couldn't understand the most was this: "How could your army suddenly appear... My vulture didn't send any news at all."

"The art of true illusion can be used by the immortal god, but I, Zhao Changhe, can't use it?" Zhao Changhe smiled and slashed with a knife: "Although I can't apply it to the army, it's not a big problem to deceive low-intelligence birds like vultures."

"Dang!" Vulture Fang blocked Zhao Changhe's knife, and his heart moved slightly. This knife was much weaker than Huangfu Qing's gun. Zhao Changhe's injury was obviously not healed, and now he was at most equal to himself. He shouted suddenly: "Zhao Changhe, what kind of hero is sneak attack? If you have the ability, fight this Khan alone!"

"Ha..." Zhao Changhe laughed: "Although what you said is stupid, it's actually possible... Vulture Khan left a lot of psychological trauma on me back then, and I also want to see how the battle between you and me will be today."

Vulture Fang was ecstatic. Was Zhao Changhe blinded by the successive victories? If he really dares to challenge me in a duel, wouldn’t everything be turned around if I could capture him alive on the battlefield?

"Then King Zhao, pay attention!" A spear with a lifelong skill of vulture hunting fangs stabbed Zhao Changhe's face viciously.

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly, and the dragon bird pressed the side of the spear and sliced ​​it along the pole.

Very basic sword moves.

But Vulture Hunting Tooth was shocked to find that with this pressure, no matter how lucky he was, he could not pull the spear back to its original position. He could only watch as the knife sliced ​​his finger.

What's going on? His strength is obviously the same. Why is his own strength completely suppressed?

"This is Yujing's understanding of the rules of the world. It seems that I am still injured and have about the same strength, but everyone's understanding of strength is different." Zhao Changhe seemed to be giving him a lesson, pressing his spear, The blade stayed close to his hand without cutting it.

Vulture Hunter Ya didn't know why Zhao Changhe kept his hand, and struggled to pull out the spear, when suddenly there was a thunderstorm behind his head.

An extremely violent battle ax struck fiercely.

Vulture Hunting Tooth looked back in horror, and what he saw was Timur's eyes of hatred and malice.

He had been hiding deep in the vast sea for so long, yet he didn't even wait for Zhao Changhe to leave. Instead, he took advantage of this moment to take action. He didn't care that he would die if he took action. It seemed that he just wanted to take the head of his vulture hunting fang with his own hands!

And Zhao Changhe seemed to have discovered it a long time ago. He was cooperating with Timur and left the head for him?

Vulture Hunting Tooth tried to draw the spear, but was unable to do so. He tried to dodge, but was stopped in place by Timur's violent murderous intention. In just a moment, the battle ax struck, and half of Vulture Hunting Tooth's head was chopped off. , brains flying around.

The vulture that wanted to eat carrion had its head chopped into pieces by the undead King Khan himself. The dream of replacing the rise was completely dissipated in the vast sea along with the shouts and wails from the surrounding area.

Zhao Changhe kicked aside the body of Vulture Hunter Ya, and flicked the long knife: "Khan, please."

Temur glanced at Huangfu Qing, who was holding the battle from the side, and said calmly: "I will kill this beast without any regrets. If you all attack together, I can't stop you with any move, so why do you need to act like a hero again?"

Zhao Changhe said: "Because the Great Khan is considered a hero and has the right to die in a more respectable way."

Temur smiled slightly: "Zhao Changhe has risen in such a short time and has many friends. It is indeed not without reason. Then... look at the axe."

The battle ax whizzed over, and Huangfu Qing beside him sighed and shook his head. Even Huangfu Shaozong and others sighed.

This ax is too weak, and he is no longer the number one in the world after the death of Xia Longyuan, the Golden Horde Khan who once dominated the grassland.

Fighting alone, he might not even be able to defeat the Vulture Hunter's Tooth... The ax that killed the Vulture's Hunter's Tooth was spent with all his energy and energy.

"Qiang!" The dragon bird broke into the axe, and sliced ​​through it solidly.

The battle ax broke and blood appeared.

The golden band on Timur's forehead broke, revealing a long knife mark. Then he looked up at the sky and whispered: "Thank you. There are so many people buried with me."

The burly corpse fell to the ground with a bang, listening to the screams of the vultures around him, smiling even until death.

Zhao Changhe looked at Timur's body and sighed softly.

The importance of some people lies in the fact that the battle is not over until he dies.

The Book of Troubled Times would not be flashed before his death, no matter how many days passed.

But this time, the battle for the fate of the world, which lasted for nearly a month and spanned the entire China and the grasslands and deserts, the blind man did not write in too much detail, but simply gave a brief report of the battle.

"In February, the Han Dynasty raised three armies and launched a two-pronged northern expedition."

"Huangfu Qing led his light cavalry and galloped across the desert east, fighting for thousands of miles, pointing directly at the Holy Mountain. The Changsheng God himself set a trap, Zhao Changhe really broke the illusion, Huangfu Qing defeated Bo'e's army outside the Holy Mountain, Xue Canghai's formation killed Huyin Letai, The Han army marched hundreds of miles and broke through the temple. Zhao Changhe and Huangfu Qingyue Hongling Li Shen Tong killed Changshengtian, and their heads were sacrificed and sealed in Langjuxu Mountain. They were all killed by Huangfu Qing. "

"In this battle, the sky and the earth were eclipsed, and all those who fought were injured. Zhao Changhe ran out of ammunition and food, Li Shentong was seriously injured with a severed arm, and his practice was temporarily lost. The ancient demon Jiuyou appeared to seize the treasure, but Zhao Changhe broke it. The demon Jiuyou sent frivolous things thousands of miles away , making the world laugh."

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Jiuyou: "..."

"Second on the Heavenly Ranking, Bo'e fell."

"Third on the list of people, Huyintai fell."

"Huangfu Yongxian crossed the desert, Xuanwu broke through the wind and sand, and joined Temur's army in hunting Mobei. Xuanwu turned the desert into a swamp, and the cavalry was weakened, so they fought on foot. Batu won five attacks in the east, and Wuweiyang attacked In the west, the vultures hunted for their own purposes and retreated. Huangfu Yongxian took advantage of the situation and killed him. Chili killed himself in the chaos. The rest of the troops fled. There was a roar of wind and cranes, and hundreds of corpses were lying on the ground. "

"Fifty-one on the list of people, the demon fox Chili has fallen."

"Ying Wu Xuanwu fought against Temur together, Yue Hongling flew his sword thousands of miles, and Temur was defeated. Huangfu Yongxian defeated the royal court, and the Golden Horde was destroyed."

"The Vulture Tribe withdrew to the vast sea and could not search for Temur. On the seventh day, Huangfu Qing led a group to raid the military tent and defeated the Vulture Tribe. The Vulture Hunting Tooth invited Zhao Changhe to a duel and killed Temur with an axe. Temur fought again. Zhao Changhe, his crown was broken and his ax was broken, and he died on the bank of the vast sea."

"No. 1 on the Heavenly List, Timur has fallen."

"Twenty on the Earth Ranking, Vulture Hunting Tooth has fallen."

"The war between Hu and Han lasted for a month and finally came to an end. The list of people in the world was withered in one battle."

"The second one on the Heavenly Ranking has fallen. Judging from the comprehensive results, Zhao Changhe, the original tenth on the Heavenly Ranking, moves to the first place, and the rest will take over in turn."

"No. 1 on the Heavenly Ranking, Zhao Changhe."

"The horse drinks from the vast sea, and the wolf lives in Xu. To the west is the great river, and the counties are Qilian."

When writing the last two sentences, the blind man looked up at the sky.

This day was only two and a half years since Zhao Changhe crossed over to this world.

[End of Volume 8]

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PS: I am too busy during the Chinese New Year. I don’t know if I can guarantee an update tomorrow. I will try my best.