Jiaohua

Just like yesterday, the soldiers guarding the Golden Moon Mountain began their boring shifts again.

After the herdsmen left, they were left with only dozens of miles of white snow in front of them. Behind them was an empty snow slope, and more than half a mile up the slope was the foot of the Golden Moon Mountain.

We continued to talk about where the soldiers from yesterday would be now. As we were talking, in a corner of Qingquan Town in the distance, we saw a sesame-sized figure running around the small lake and heading towards the mountains in the north.

"Is that a human?" asked a soldier.

"It looked like, oh, she fell."

"She's up again."

The soldiers watched the figure climb up as quickly as possible and run upwards again.

At this moment, a lot of people suddenly chased out from the corner where she ran out.

This group of people had some holding carrying poles and some holding clubs. They pointed at the figure and chased him while cursing.

The soldiers looked like they were watching a play.

A soldier asked, "Could it be that he was a thief who was caught stealing something?"

"Impossible," this statement was quickly denied, "Who in Qingquan Town is not busy? It's impossible for so many people to take care of a thief."

"Is that the thief who stole something from a big shot?"

"I think he might be a wanted criminal."

After the crowd had run a long way away, Chongmen Heng finally ran out with his hands on his hips.

His dogs were so wounded that they could no longer run and followed him wearily.

Chongmen Heng looked at the crowd going away, and he was furious. He kicked a dog and said, "Waste! What's the point of me raising a bunch of waste like you?"

Lin Wumei was also injured, but her winter clothes were thick, so although she was bitten several times, there was no loss of flesh and no penetrating wounds.

Besides, if she was caught she would be dead, and she hadn't even started to deal with the couple in the palace, so she didn't want to die in vain.

As she ran, Lin Wumei became more and more tired. She was panting and gradually approaching the snow-capped mountains.

The soldiers stopped chatting and stared at the group of people. Several of them picked up their weapons and prepared to rush over.

There was a guard post every mile along the wooden fence at the foot of the Golden Moon Mountain, and the 500 meters around it was within the responsibility of this stronghold. The soldiers at the stronghold to the north were also responsible for this 500-meter area, and they could see from afar that the soldiers there were also beginning to prepare and were ready for battle.

The snow slope looked like a short distance from a distance, but for Lin Wumei who was climbing up, she was almost exhausted.

It’s no use, Lin Wumei thought desperately, she couldn’t hold on any longer.

A soldier raised the crossbow in his hand and aimed at Lin Wumei. Once she stepped into the range, he would shoot through her neck.

The group of people following her were no exception.

"It's still early, don't worry," said a soldier, "it will take at least half an hour for her to get here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strange feeling under his feet.

A soldier asked, "Do you feel that this is a little unusual?"

The companion nodded: "Yes."

Another soldier asked, "Is something...collapsing?"

"That shouldn't be the case. With just a hundred or so people running in the distance, it won't cause the snow mountain to collapse, right?"

The words "snow mountain collapsed" made several soldiers lower their heads and look at the ground at their feet.

The trembling vibration became more and more obvious, and was very clear on the soles of the feet.

Several people looked up at the mountains behind them. The ancient and mysterious snow-capped mountains were solemn and silent. Except for the occasional strong wind that blew away the snow particles into mist, there was no other abnormality. The soldier holding the crossbow slowly lowered his hand, looking through the three-person-high fence and looking at the bottom of the snow-capped mountain: "Could it be... inside the mountain?"

Everyone looked towards the foot of the mountain.

One person asked, "What could be in the mountain? Could it be one of those... monsters on the snowy mountains?"

The vibration under their feet became more and more obvious. Since they were all people in the barracks, this vibration made them feel very familiar and they had vague guesses.

A soldier broke the silence: "It's troops, an army is coming from the mountain!"

"Yes, will it be our troops?"

"No way, we didn't receive any notification."

"Then, could it be Han Chinese?"

"It's even more impossible! How do the Han people know the way here?"

"Yes, even if they sent out spies, the mountains in the sacred mountain are full of peaks and ridges, the snow and fog are obscuring the eyes, the roads are blocked, and the prince has set up many traps. It is impossible for us not to find even half a spy!"

As soon as the soldier finished speaking, the sound of a mechanical bell ringing was heard from the mountain.

Several soldiers were shocked and stared at the mountain pass closest to them.

This is a tall, natural cave, a transparent cave, twenty meters high, and the cave walls are less than five meters deep in total. Even if they stand on this side of the wooden fence, they can see the bottom at a glance.

At the other end of the cave entrance, the wind and snow were blowing, snow flakes were flying, and the mountains were steep and majestic.

The sound of the mechanical bell came from the cave, and the buzzing sound was distant and majestic, lingering around the sky and the earth.

The soldiers were all panicked. An indescribable fear spread out from the towering cave entrance.

Along with the increasingly clear vibration under the feet, a crisp "gig" suddenly rang out.

A slender girl rode her horse up to the cave entrance at the other end.

The girl was wearing a bright red open hood, with a circle of snow-white fluff fluttering in the wind around the hood.

In the heavy snow, the man in red was eye-catching. He rode ahead on the dangerous journey and pointed out the direction for his army.

When facing the enemy, this bright red color instantly became a flag in the wind declaring war in the eyes of the enemy.

Xia Zhaoyi reined in her horse, her pair of dark, bright eyes looking at the suddenly clear view in front of her. She raised a brilliant smile, turned around, and shouted: "Soldiers! We are out! The land under our feet is the territory of the Northern Yuan people, we are standing on their territory!"

Everyone cheered, but because they had been ordered in advance, they dared not make too much noise for fear of disturbing the wind and snow on the mountain.

Xia Zhaoyi continued, "It's from here! During the Shaoguang War, Shang Taiyu led his troops across this mountain and headed for Zhitu, where he turned the tide of the war! We lost countless generals and countless soldiers. The Shaoguang War was extremely brutal! Before the Shaoguang War, Shang Taiyu had been slaughtering the people of Zhitu for twenty years. He robbed their food, destroyed their farmland, and turned them into empty cities. Wherever he passed, lives were lost and there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood! Millions of Zhitu people fell under Shang Taiyu's butcher knife, and only then did the land under our feet become prosperous! Every inch of white snow here is actually the bones of Zhitu people! Today we have crossed many snow-capped mountains to come here to avenge our dead comrades and seek justice for the millions of people who died in vain in Zhitu! Soldiers, we will pay our blood debt with blood!"

Xia Zhaoyi raised the red tasseled spear in his hand.

Everyone's eyes were filled with tears, their blood was boiling, and they raised their hands: "Kill!"

The soldiers outside the fence were stunned. A few of them reacted and quickly ran to the stronghold building and rode towards Qingquan Town to report the news.

The remaining people were at a loss as to what to do and could only watch the large number of cavalrymen appearing behind the girl.

Xia Zhaoyi turned his horse around and whipped his whip: "Go!"

She was like a ball of fire burning in the snowy field, with vigorous vitality, rushing over on the snow, her horse raising its hooves, and the snow flying like cotton in the strong wind.

Behind her, war horses raised their heads and charged forward with murderous intent.

Xia Xingming and other veterans had red eyes and raised their weapons: "Destroy the Beiyuan dogs!"

The soldiers shouted: "Kill them!!" (End of this chapter)