There are many weeping willows in Shengjing City, and most of them are planted on both sides of the streets paved with bluestone slabs. It was the summer season, and the catkins were flying, making the already depressed Shengjing people feel even more upset. The reason for being upset is extremely simple. The borders between Yizhou and Qingzhou have both been breached. It is inevitable that the Great Wilderness and the Western Region Army will march straight in. Such news naturally makes people feel unhappy. At this time, they have to be careful with catkins with every breath they take. How can they not? More irritable? As the brightening light finally broke through the heavy clouds and raised the temperature of Shengjing City, the irritable mood became more and more intense, and the entire Shengjing City was like a powder keg about to be ignited. It can be seen that the neighbor's neighbor was shouting because of the trivial matter of garlic, and the government, which was surged everywhere, could be seen everywhere. But Zhang Xiaodao, who was walking in the street, could not smell the smell of gunpowder and could only feel the anxiety in the hearts of the people. He was also very anxious, so after he was sure that he could not help the barefoot monk, he quickly rushed to Futu Temple, where there was a monument waiting for him to see. Entering Futu Temple and coming to the foot of Tongtian Tower, Zhang Xiaodao stood under the stone monument that towered into the sky. The stone monument is huge, but he is very small, like an ant looking up at a giant tree in the sky. The ant cannot understand the texture of the bark of the giant tree in the sky. Naturally, he cannot understand the text on the stone tablet, but he must read it. Monk Wuliang brought a futon. After Zhang Xiaodao thanked him, he sat down seriously, looked at the stone tablet, looked at the densely packed ancient characters on it, and then fell asleep. That¡¯s right, Zhang Xiaodao couldn¡¯t hold on for half an hour. Forcibly forcing himself to see something he couldn't understand, without any insight or mystery, he naturally fell asleep However, the mother-in-law and monk Wuliang who watched him fall on the futon laughed and seemed to be very satisfied with Zhang Xiaodao's performance. That afternoon, catkins were falling in the city of Shengjing, and cicadas were chirping loudly. Zhang Xiaodao, who fell on the futon, naturally had a dream, and Wang Luohan was not in the dream. He also started to learn to dream! ¡¡¡¡¡ Zhang Xiaodao in the dream had a stuffy nose. He didn¡¯t know that it was because catkins and white hairs got into his nostrils while he was sleeping. He didn¡¯t even think it was a dream. Because he can't dream. The world in front of you is like a picture scroll. Among them there is a stone mountain, a clear spring, and a wooden boat. Zhang Xiaodao first fixed his gaze on the stone mountain, and then showed an incomprehensible expression. The reason why this mountain is called Stone Mountain is naturally because there are many stones on the mountain. However, the stone mountain in Zhang Xiaodao's eyes was not just a simple matter of having many stones. It's because the entire mountain is made up of pieces of stubborn rocks of different shapes. A city wall can be formed by stacking stones. It can be a stone forest, but it is difficult to be a mountain, and even more difficult to be a steep and extremely high mountain. Zhang Xiaodao doesn¡¯t know if this mountain is man-made. He doesn't even know how he got here, but he doesn't think about it. He just stared blankly for a moment, and then shifted his gaze to the clear spring, which was once again difficult to understand. The reason why Yiwang is called Yiwang is that it is very small in area. It is not a lake or a stream, but more like a puddle of water on a low-lying bluestone tablet after a rain in Shengjing City. But even in such a small area, there is still a piece of wooden boat, so the wooden boat is smaller, so it is called a piece. It looks like the model of the previous life, but the models are naturally airplanes and tanks, but this model is just a wooden boat. . Compared with Stone Mountain, a clear spring and a wooden boat were too small. Zhang Xiaodao's gaze did not stay for a long time, and he thought about climbing the mountain to take a look. He came to the foot of Stone Mountain and saw a handful of dust falling on a stubborn stone, as if someone had deliberately scattered it here. What was even weirder was that he saw a stone step, but the stone step did not wind upward. , there is only one level of stairs leading up to the jagged rocks. Zhang Xiaodao felt even more baffled, but he still stepped on the stone steps and walked up. Then he was surprised to find that except for the handful of dust he just saw, there were no gaps between the stones in the stone mountain. Dust. This is undoubtedly a very strange thing. But Zhang Xiaodao still didn't think deeply. He was like a traveler who didn't care about the rationality of sudden things and just wanted to go to the top of the mountain to see the scenery. Zhang Xiaodao went all the way up and saw a tree. This tree is not tall. Apart from the main pole, it only has one branch. There is a leaf on the branch and a flower on the leaf. But such a weird tree still didn't make Zhang Xiaodao think deeply. He continued to walk up and saw a butterfly, a dragonfly, a wisp of smoke, and finally?He saw a stone house halfway up the mountain. There was a piece of grass stuck on the stone house, which seemed to tell people that it was called a 'thatched house'. Zhang Xiaodao's footsteps finally stopped. He pushed open the wooden door made of a piece of wood, walked into the stone house, and saw many unique things. A porcelain bowl, a pair of chopsticks, a stove, a piece of firewood ¡¡¡¡¡ ¡¡¡ As night falls, starlight shines on every corner of Yizhou, illuminating the towns and the wilderness. There was no wind and snow on the snowy slope that Zhang Xiaodao was very familiar with, only blood stains. Dahuang finally could not ignore these border towns and sent heavy troops to destroy them, but he did not expect that they had not yet arrived in Lingyin County. There were already people in Lingyin County waiting for them on the snowy slopes. This battle started in the early morning last night and continued until nightfall today. It was extremely brutal, but it still did not end. Ling Boyan leaned against a rock with a stern look on his face, breathing heavily. As a member of the Chasing Wind Battalion, their battle started three days ago, and they were able to deceive the people of Dahuang and lead them into the snowy slopes. The Chasing Wind Battalion obviously had a slight advantage over Dahuang's scouts before the war started. But this advantage disappeared immediately after the war between the two sides. Dahuang¡¯s follow-up troops rushed to Fengxue Slope in succession, and more than 20,000 people were invested in it! You must know that there are only 80,000 Dahuang troops outside Jiuyang City. This number must have some water. Putting 20,000 people into Fengxue Slope and Lingyin County is impossible no matter how you look at it. But the deserter is coming like this, and Lingyin County can only resist! Ling Boyan is located in the barren mountains behind the snowy slope. His traces have been exposed, and more than a hundred people are chasing him! Ling Boyan couldn¡¯t figure out why he was chasing him, but the purpose of the Great Wilderness was very clear. The scouts of Zhuifengying or Shengtang were the eyes and ears of Shengtang. He only needed to blind the eyes and pierce the ears of Shengtang. Then the Tang Dynasty Huahua intestines will be much less. Without a lot of bells and whistles, Dahuang is not afraid of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. They like to fight head-on! Therefore, Ling Boyan was hunted by more than a hundred people, and now he has reached the point where his fuel is exhausted. The snowy slopes of Lingyin County are now a battlefield. And outside the snowy slope is a small battlefield! In large battlefields, force value is not a crucial factor. Courage comes first! It¡¯s completely different in the small battlefield. As long as you have the strength here, you can accomplish some heroic feats! Ling Boyan has done it several times. He has killed more than thirty people in this barren mountain! Every time there is danger. A narrow escape from death. Now, he knows that he no longer has the ability to kill more people in the wilderness. He needs to breathe, he needs to rest! However, the people in the wilderness were following his traces like hungry wolves. After leaning against this stubborn rock, in less than a quarter of an hour, Ling Boyan knew that he had to go! When Ling Boyan left, he deliberately left some traces and disappeared into the dense forest. Within a moment, a group of people came behind the stubborn rocks and stopped looking at the footprints. Mu Zhuwu is one of these deserted people. He saw Ling Boyan before, but Ling Boyan didn't see him. At this time, the deserters headed by more than ten people chose to chase in the opposite direction of the footprints because they had been fooled by Ling Boyan before, but Mu Zhuwu said: "I think we should take the path of the footprints!" Everyone stood still. , Mu Zhuwu's suggestion was not ignored. The leader of the Huangren waved his hand, and the two Huangren left the team and followed Mu Zhuwu to follow the footsteps. Another Huangren in the team said in confusion: "The people of the Tang Dynasty are very powerful in fighting, Xiaomu and the others" The leader of the Huangren said with certainty: "He has been chased for two days and nights, and now he is just a prey. That¡¯s all, all we have to do is find him, maybe he won¡¯t even have the strength to commit suicide by then!¡± The leader¡¯s words were correct. Ling Boyan, running in the dense forest, had reached an extreme pace, and the energy in his body was exhausted, but in his hands And arrows! Climbing on top of a giant tree, Ling Boyan dismissed the feeling of weakness and held his breath as he felt the pursuers behind him approaching quickly, and fired three arrows without hesitation! These three arrows were not up to par, because they had no vitality as a driving force. They slowly penetrated the green leaves, bypassed the branches, and came to the three desolate men. Facing the slow cluster of arrows, the three Huangmen did not dare to push forward. Mu Zhuwu moved forward, and the other two people scattered from the left and right. It was only when the arrow cluster sank only three inches into the soil that they discovered that the arrow cluster had no power. But after shooting these three arrows, Ling BoyanHe moved forward fiercely on the continuous tree trunks, and finally jumped down and landed behind a deserted man! The backhand knife of this deserted man was extremely fast, but Ling Boyan seemed to have expected it. With just a short movement, he ran into the deserted man's arms and at the same time pulled out the dagger in his military boots. The man in the wilderness fell backward due to the force. The dagger in Ling Boyan's hand was accurately inserted into his heart, and then he pulled down to ensure that he would die within a breath of falling. He followed the trend like a civet cat and moved toward Forward roll! Ling Boyan's series of battles were like ghosts, but in fact he put in his last effort and succeeded in gambling. At this time, killing a deserted man was naturally not his purpose. His body rolled forward, and all the last energy squeezed out was used on his feet. He rushed towards Ben like a hungry tiger attacking a sheep and dodged the arrow to the right. Another deserter in the cluster! This deserted man never thought that the dying Ling Boyan could still have such fighting power, but his reaction speed was not slow, and he slashed out with a powerful sword, blowing up a green storm! Ling Boyan passed through this storm! It¡¯s not about how strong his cultivation is that he can remain unscathed by this sword energy. But he knew that he couldn't kill this deserted man without paying some price! Huang Ren obviously didn¡¯t expect that Ling Boyan would bravely pass through his sword energy and come to him with hundreds of bloodshot blades all over his body. Ling Boyan threw out the dagger in his hand at a very short distance! The dagger was like a bolt of lightning. The barren man made a horizontal stroke with his long knife. When the dagger came into contact with the long knife, dazzling sparks were created, just like the ancients striking flint! However, Ling Boyan's long knife also arrived at this time. It was also thrown, and it was also like a bolt of lightning. However, it did not have the effect of rubbing out flint. Instead, it sank into the belly of the deserted man, splashing blood. Ling Boyan, whose hands were covered with blood scabs, quickly grasped the handle of his long knife, then burst out his last strength and turned wildly! The deserted man spurted blood, and all his internal organs had been minced! Ling Boyan drew his knife and turned around, and saw Mu Zhuwu stopped coming to rescue him! There was a trace of surprise on Ling Boyan's face, and then it turned into relief. He smiled slightly at Mu Zhuwu, but the blood stains on his face made his smile look particularly ferocious! Mu Zhuwu took a deep breath and said puzzledly: "You have made a lot of progress!" Ling Boyan supported a big tree with one hand, began to breathe heavily, and replied: "It's okay." After that, the two of them started talking. It fell into silence, with only the rustling of green leaves in the wind. A year ago, both of them were students at that academy in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. They used to drink together, vomit together, study together, and compete together. A year later, their reunion was not unexpected, it could even be said to be perfect! In this dense forest, no one will interrupt the duel between the two for the time being, and the two have never thought of showing mercy because of their previous friendship. So, after the simple greetings were completed, the two rushed towards each other! This is a battlefield! No affection! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! PS: It¡¯s no big deal. I¡¯m in good health. The next step is to write well. Well, cheer for yourself!