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Part Three: Pagoda Chapter 0257: Northern Kingdom

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    Winter in the North brings out the unique charm of the North. The plain clothes are wrapped in silver, the eyes are pure and cold white, and the hot breath exhaled from the mouth shows the breath of life, so that people will not get lost in the pure but dangerous winter scenery.

    The meandering team walked in the northern wilderness, with no end in sight. From time to time, a few fast horses passed by, which were buglers communicating with the front and rear.  Under the gaze of swords and guns nearby, groups of Dahua soldiers without weapons were walking hard in the snow, but those who fell behind would be given a whip immediately. If they were unable to walk, it would mean the end of their lives.

    Zhuo Bufan followed a prison car with his arms folded, and Yi Zhihua and seven masters were also beside him.  In the prison car, Hong Chengchou was wrapped in felt and nestled in a corner with his head lowered, motionless, letting the wind blow the snow on the ground through the prison car's wooden fence and depositing a thick layer on the felt.

    In fact, this kind of sunny winter day is a rare good weather in the north. However, for Zhuo Bufan, who was walking in the team, it was not as good as the wind, snow and low temperature.  People on the road ahead have trampled the snow to pieces, and a layer of mud has turned into winter mud. Unlike the mud in the rainy season in the south, which can be enjoyed with bare feet, the mud here is quite a test of the workmanship and quality of leather boots.  Leg strength.  Zhuo Bufan still wore the same pair of cotton-soled boots from Guan Nei. These shoes were breathable and light. However, compared with the continuous cowhide boots worn by the Tatars, they were much less sturdy. After passing  It has long been out of control that so many people have to sleep in the open and travel long distances.  Another foot stepped into a ball of mud. Zhuo Bufan shook his head and pulled out hard. He only felt a rare relief in the soles of his feet, but at the same time, he also felt the pleasure of the cool breeze.

    ¡°Uh, Zhuo Bufan was stunned with his feet raised like this. Oops, it¡¯s possible that my tender feet couldn¡¯t run naked.

    "Hahaha~~" Suddenly, a burst of sweet laughter came from behind. Zhuo Bufan turned his head and looked around while maintaining the difficult movements of the golden rooster.  The mare was laughing so hard.

    "This is called retribution in this world. You actually scolded me Young Master, you have to get retribution now. Hahaha~", the little Tatar said with a smile while looking at the embarrassed Zhuo Bufan.

    Damn it, this little Tatar speaks really good Chinese. He even knows about retribution and retribution in this world, grandma.

    At this time, Yi Zhihua hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhuo Bufan, but she had no choice. Wherever she looked for boots, the dead bodies were everywhere in Songshan City, which had turned into a line of black smoke in the distance.

    The little Tatar waved his riding whip, smiled and ran forward quickly. He was obviously in a good mood. Behind him, a group of yellow-helmeted guards followed closely.

    Zhuo Bufan raised his feet. His feet were shivering in the cold wind. The soles of his shoes were officially worn out and he was lying comfortably in the mud.  There was no choice but to carry Zhuo Bufan on his back, and the Tan-leg master behind him carried Zhuo Bufan on his back and continued walking forward. However, carrying one on his back in this winter mud was not a long-term solution, and the distance was not short.

    Not long after, there was another sound of horse hooves in front, but it was the little Tatar who rode back, raised his hand, and a pair of crude but sturdy cowhide boots flew towards Zhuo Bufan's head.  Yi Zhihua raised his hand and took the cowhide boots in his hand. Although he deliberately slowed down the speed, the little Tatar also let out a cry of surprise and couldn't help but take a few more glances at Yi Zhihua, a handsome young boy from China.

    Immediately, the little Tatar smiled evilly and said: "Boy, I won't let you die on the road. When we get to Shengjing, I will take care of you slowly. However, if you kowtow to me and beg for mercy now, I can consider letting you go."  Over you, hum."

    Zhuo Bufan took the leather boots from Yi Zhihua, and while he quickly put them on his feet, he tilted his neck and said angrily: "A man of great wealth can be killed and not humiliated. You gave these boots to yourself, we didn't ask for them."  The worst thing is, take it off and give it back to you." As he said that, he jumped down to the ground and stepped hard on the mud on the ground a few times. A pair of clean cowhide boots were immediately covered with mud, but it was obvious when walking.  Much easier.

    "You!", the little Tatar stared, dumbfounded as he looked at the changed boots on the opponent's feet, as if he wanted to jump off his horse and whip Zhuo Bufan a few times, but he looked at the people crowding behind him and made no further move.  "Humph, the days are long, I hope you can't escape my grasp." He muttered softly, glared at Zhuo Bufan and Yi Zhihua, and rode away.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????? out out out of consideration for the little Tatar's words that he would not let himself die on the road, as he hurried on as if it would never stop, he finally understood the danger of trekking long distances in this northern winter.  Of course, for Zhuo Bufan, who was secretly protected by several masters, the journey was equally difficult but not life-threatening. This feeling of danger came from the captured Dahua soldiers.

    These Dahua soldiers were already at the end of their tether due to the long-term siege of Songshan. After only one day of trekking, before it was completely dark, the ragged corpses of Dahua soldiers began to appear on the roadside.  The escorting Tatar cavalry were basicallyHe ignored the Dahua soldiers who were lying behind, and did not try to force them to continue on their way or inflict a blow on them, because there was no need for them at all.

    Hong Chengchou shrank even tighter, his whole face buried in the felt, but the people following the prison car could clearly hear the creaking sound of their palms clinging to the wooden fence of the prison car.  Zhuo Bufan's smiling face disappeared, and he didn't even pay attention to the little Tatar who came back on horseback at some time. However, the little Tatar was smart and seemed to know the feelings of Zhuo Bufan and others, so he didn't say anything more.  .  After hesitating for a while, the little Tatar ran away again in silence.

    "Brother Hong, be patient." Zhuo Bufan walked to the prison car and whispered.

    After a while, Hong Chengchou lifted a corner of the felt. The blood-red eyes were clearly visible in the dusk. He said in a low and hoarse voice: "It is better to die than to feel pain in your heart."

    Zhuo Bufan sighed: "Death is easy, but it is a kind of relief. Throughout the ages, there have been generous sacrifices for the dead, and there are few who have to endure the humiliation. Only the true heroes can be humiliated."

    There was also a long sigh in the prison car. At this time, the Tatars yelled and cursed, and Hong Chengchou hid himself in the shadow of the felt again.

    But at this moment, the team stopped and the whole army rested and set up camp.  Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The shaky Dahua sergeants fell in the snow beside the road and could no longer move. Zhuo Bufan was very anxious. If this continued, not many would be able to stand up tomorrow morning. However, he was also a prisoner of the defeated army at this time.  Who is your identity, how to encourage everyone to encourage you.  When Zhuo Bufan was anxious, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and a group of sturdy cavalry roared from the front line. Judging from their attire, they were the guards of the little Tatar.

    As the cavalry galloped, they dropped a stream of unintelligible Tatar words. The escorting Tatar soldiers immediately began to yell and curse fiercely, and whipped the Dahua soldiers one by one with the riding whip in their hands.  Immediately, some soldiers were separated from the Dahua prisoners and walked toward the woods not far away under the supervision of the Tatar soldiers.  Not long after, the Dahua soldiers shivered and turned back holding some firewood branches. Some pine branches had neat cutting edges, and they must have been chopped off by Tatar soldiers.  Piles of bonfires were lit one after another. Although it was humid and smoky, once the pine branches were lit, they immediately became the savior of survival on winter nights.  The soldiers gathered around the fire and lay down again. At this time, there was no longer the danger of freezing.

    Zhuo Bufan breathed a sigh of relief and stared blankly at the direction of the front line where the little Tatar had disappeared for a while, and then he settled down at the fire next to the prison car.

    Yi Zhihua quietly handed Zhuo Bufan a piece of dried meat, which was the remaining dry food he had snatched from the Tatar soldiers.  The Tatar soldiers seemed to take good care of the prison car and Zhuo Bufan and his party. Although there was no water or dry food, they did not cause any trouble for them, and they were even exempted from body searches.

    "I think that little Tartar has fallen in love with you." Yi Zhihua looked at the fire and said quietly.

    "Uh, this is not my fault. Quack." Zhuo Bufan scratched his head and said helplessly, but even a ghost could see the pride in his heart.

    Yi Zhihua rolled her eyes and angrily threw a pine branch with snowflakes into the fire. A burst of thick smoke immediately blocked the throat of Zhuo Bufan, who was giggling in a low voice.

    "Seriously, Bufan, when are you going to follow?" Yi Zhihua looked at the Tatar soldiers who were eating and drinking around the fire not far away, and asked in a low voice.

    Zhuo Bufan put away his playful smile and said seriously: "Follow me until you figure it out."

    "Understood?" Yi Zhihua was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Are you talking about the Tatar cannon?"

    "Exactly." Zhuo Bufan replied slightly worriedly.

    Yi Zhihua frowned and said in confusion: "The longer the time, the more dangerous it becomes, extraordinary. It seems that we are going to be taken to Jianzhou. That is the home of the Tatars. If the identity is exposed, even if it is me, plus them  , and I¡¯m not confident enough to spell it out.¡±

    Zhuo Bufan quietly stuffed the dried meat into his mouth and slowly softened the stone-like food with his saliva. He also frowned and said, "It's absolutely impossible if we don't understand this matter clearly. You can't get tiger cubs if you don't enter the tiger's den. Don't worry, Hua'er."  , we will not be exposed, even if someone has seen me before, they may not be able to recognize me."

    Yi Zhihua looked at Zhuo Bufan and nodded.  It is true that the current Zhuo Bufan still looks like the suave young master before. At best, he is better than those shaky Dahua soldiers. These days of running around have made him who has always been pampered suffer a lot.  She couldn't help but feel distressed in her heart, and Yi Zhihua quickly concealed her feelings and said: "Is this matter really that important? I think even if they have dozens more cannons, they will not be a match for our Shenlong Army at all. Even if they obtain the victory outside the Pass,  , it¡¯s just a little troublesome at best, and our Shenlong Army is not afraid of death.¡±

    Zhuo Bufan nodded, but the worry on his brows was gone.Reduction is a last resort. Even if they pay the price, they are sure to defeat the Tatars. Even their current red cannons are not as good as the Shenlong Cannons of the Shenlong Army. However, how can people in this era understand the situation in this world.  "Hua'er, you don't understand. It's nothing if the Tatars have dozens of more cannons. What's important is that the invisible enemies are the most terrifying."

    "Invisible enemies?" Yi Zhihua asked doubtfully: "You mean, there are other enemies watching in secret?"

    Zhuo Bufan nodded and said: "Exactly." As he said that, Zhuo Bufan raised his head, looked at the night sky in the north and east, and murmured: "This world is actually very big."

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