The boundary line between Daqin and Xifan is very vague in some locations.

For example, the snowy mountain.

Sometimes, the Qin army was happy and wanted to go to the Great Snow Mountain to fight sheep, deer, rabbit, fox, etc., so they held the handle of the knife and told the Xifan defenders: "I don't know how this mountain was divided back then. But I know that it should be ours, and we will never politely give it to our neighbors. That's not called generosity, that's called stupid."

The people who were used to being cowarded in front of the Qin army silently made clear the passage, watching the Qin army shouting and showing their might, hunting the cart full of things and going back; sometimes the Qin army who came was too shameless, would even hold their shoulders and discuss: "Look, I didn't get a whole fox skin, and the wife at home would probably not let me go into the house and go to the kang for three days. This is the matter..."

The people of Xifan silently took out the fox skin that they had just called a few days ago and wanted to send to their beloved girl's house to propose marriage, and presented it with both hands: "A little bit of a word, please accept it with a smile."

As usual, the Qin army would throw him the most common grosgrain embroidered purse in Chang'an City as the price of "reciting exchanges".

However, what the people of Xifan didn't expect was that one day, they would even see two teams of Qin troops fighting on the snowy mountain with their own eyes!

No, it's not called a matchup.

This is called killing oneself.

Some of the Xifan soldiers were wearing thick hats in fox-tailed yak-skinned hats, and stood outside the camp with their hands watching the fun from afar, while talking: "I heard that the princes and nobles in Lhasa also had internal conflicts, is it the same as this?"

The general came over and kicked him, and growled: "Get back and sleep with you! Nothing to do with you!"

He drove all the soldiers away, but he quietly asked his confidants to send a letter: "Our people have already been ambushed on the north slope, don't worry."

Looking at the small black dots in the snow on the mountain from afar, he sneered and cursed quietly: "The gods are above, so it's better if the country that doesn't know how to cherish their good boys is dead!"

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On the snowy mountain.

Huangfu Da, who was wrapped in an old sheepskin coat, looked at the young man squatting beside him, and felt a little moved, and couldn't help but ask softly: "Are you afraid?"

The young man raised his head, his ink eyebrows were picturesque, and his handsome face with a sharp edge showed a shy smile: "I'm a little."

The person next to him immediately distanced himself from him.

Peng Ji, who was struggling to gnaw hard on the hard naan bread, snorted to the ground: "Qin San! Don't laugh! You smile now and everyone feels cold on your back! Now the weather is already cold enough!"

Before he finished speaking, a big hand slapped him directly on the back of the head: "After just pretending to be a few days, the herdsmen were swearing. Let's go home and see if your mother doesn't deal with you to death!"

Everyone laughed softly.

Peng Zhuo looked at Qin, who could not be tanned at all, and was extremely satisfied with his current Ning He temperament: "Qin San learned very quickly, that's it, it's very good."

Qin smiled shyly again: "Uncle Peng taught me well. All the elder brothers are enthusiastic about tempering me. Otherwise, this kind of snow-capped mountain," the boy couldn't help but look around, and there was a vast white area around him. "I fell into a trap and fell to death without freezing to death."

A veteran smiled and said, "Where can I hunt the snow rabbit fox?"

Peng Zhuo looked at the smiling faces of everyone and frowned in disgust: "Every time he flatters you, you can't find the North! I forgot why he was forced to do it by him, right?"

Everyone choked and looked at each other, but they couldn't help but laugh at the already famously shameless King Qin Sanlang.

Peng Zhuo stared at him again and spitted on the ground, Peng Ji: "It's really a stinky odor that can't be changed for ten thousand years! Look at Qin San, have you heard him screaming bitterly for so many days? The last time the knife wound was so hot that he almost died, but he didn't even listen to him humming! Look at you again! It's good to have naan bread!"

Just as to confirm his words, Huangfu Da looked around vigilantly, and reached out and grabbed the snow and rubbed it into his mouth, pursing it vigorously.

He could bring naan bread, but the water was not good. As soon as he went up the mountain, all the water in the kettle bag turned into ice, so it would be better to eat snow on the spot. Therefore, Peng Ji, who had an antelope skeleton from the snow the day before, refused to eat snow again. The naan bread naturally made him stretch his neck.

Qin hooked the corners of his mouth, walked away a few steps, made a gesture, Feng Se and several others surrounded him.

"Have you arranged the division of the road?" Qin asked in a low voice.

Although he was embarrassed, Fengse still glanced at a middle-aged swordsman beside him.

This swordsman is the leader of the guard forces around Qin.

"The people on our side have already informed us to make arrangements. But, Your Highness, I'm afraid I won't agree."

Qin saw Mr. Peng who was scolding his son with a grudge, and laughed softly, and said slowly: "He will agree."

After climbing over the snow-capped mountains, Wenzhou is below the north slope. Wenzhou is the territory of Longyou Road to the north. They received news that Qu Haoge, who was the general manager of Longyou Road, held a seal and investigated everywhere. A while ago, I heard that he was patrolling the Qiangshui River, and Wuzhou is the most important station for the Qiangshui army.

If they were lucky, although they gave up going to Jiange to accept Shen Xinfang's reinforcements, they could unite with Qu Haoge's soldiers in Wuzhou; then, let alone their own safety, they would be afraid that they would be able to wipe out all the people who chased them along the way!

But now their whereabouts are hidden, and I don’t know if the Jiange has received any notification...

Qin looked at the strangely quiet snow bag below the north slope, and was silent for a moment, and asked Peng Zhuang: "Brother, what do you think of the suggestions I made before?"

Peng Zhuo hesitated for a moment, but still waved his hand hard: "No."

Huangfu Da hesitated for a while and raised his chin to a place at the foot of the mountain: "Brother, there is an ambush over there."

"I don't know there is an ambush over there?! Sha Xifan has never been good at ambushing. They have the urge to chase after any living creatures running through the snow!" Peng Zhuo rolled his eyes.

"Brother, those people are coming for me. If you refuse to divide your troops, you will be dragged to death by me. Now Wuzhou is only a two-day or night away. If you can get rid of the pursuers, you will definitely be able to contact Mr. Qu..." Qin calmly analyzed.

Peng Ji almost jumped up: "No! As long as you separate, the experts will definitely fight you to death. How can you support your crooked people..."

The swordsman snorted.

Peng Ji turned his face and acted like he was about to quarrel. But before he could put his hands on his waist, a gust of wind sounded behind his ears, a pain in his neck, and a darkness in front of his eyes passed out.

Qin Shunshi held his soft body and handed it to a veteran next to him. But his eyes were quietly looking at Peng Zhuo: "Brother, if you divide, you will live, if you gather, you will die. There is no way. If you don't gamble, I will definitely not be able to speak out."
Chapter completed!