Chitose words

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"They are the herdsmen from the Jiji tribe who died outside Langya Pass, right?"

Xie Zhao said with a gloomy look.

Zhuo Nan's expression was also very heavy.

He nodded slowly, and for a moment looked up at Xie Zhao in confusion.

".Um."

Zhuo Nan was silent and thought, if these deceased herdsmen were actually killed by swords, but the wounds were transformed into "horse spears", then according to common sense, the person who did it could not be a member of the Southern Dynasty Tianchen.

Otherwise, wouldn't the people of the Southern Dynasties have their brains broken by the horse halters, and thinking that taking off their pants to fart was a waste of time?
So, could it be that these were really not done by the southerners?
Who or what force could it be?
Ruian, Zhongzhou?

Aren't they that bold?

Western Xinjiang Fenglan?

They also don’t seem that boring.

Zhuo Nan frowned.

The Northern Dynasty of Handong has been fighting with the Southern Dynasty of Tianchen for more than half a year. The two sides have been in dire straits for a long time. The rare peace between the two countries in the past few years has now been broken.

Now that he has suddenly discovered that there may be some hidden story behind this matter, is this a joke?
Their Handong Dynasty claims to be justified and aggressive, but if it is finally proved that this is just a misunderstanding, will their Northern Dynasty imperial court still have the face they want?

What about the lives of the Northern Dynasty soldiers who were killed or wounded in the battle?
Who should be held responsible for these heavy lives?
Xie Zhao had already gone over all of what Zhuonan was thinking of in his mind.

She shook her head and sighed, not knowing whether it was mockery or sadness, and said:

"After that, the Northern Dynasty Hanyong believed that the guards at Langya Pass of the Southern Dynasty Tianchen massacred the herdsmen of their Jiji tribe, so they massacred the Southern Dynasty sentry post outside Langya Pass, thus completely breaking the peace between the two states. This was the beginning of the war between the Northern Dynasty Hanyong and the Southern Dynasty Tianchen."

What an irony.

Zhuonan paused, and looked at Xie Zhao with sharp eyes.

"A bloodbath at the Langya Pass sentry post?"

Xie Zhao instantly detected a crack in this strange situation through Zhuonan's expression.

She frowned: "Could this not be the work of the Handong Yuwen cavalry?"

Zhuo Nan's face turned pale and he shook his head slowly.

"of course not!"

"When the cavalry of the Yuwen tribe of Hanyong in the Northern Dynasty advanced southward, the Langya Pass sentry post was already a deserted dead pass!"

"Death barrier?"

Xie Zhao suddenly felt a chill on his spine, and an inexplicable chill suddenly rushed to the top of his head.

The Northern Dynasty's Handan believed that the Southern Dynasty's Tianchen Langya Pass soldiers had massacred the herdsmen of their host tribe, while the Southern Dynasty's Tianchen border guards believed that the Northern Dynasty's Handan was up to no good again and had plundered the pass for no reason, so they slaughtered all the sentries at Langya Pass and razed it to the ground.

Both sides were enraged by the other side's "evil deeds", and the war broke out quickly, and both sides felt that they were the ones being persecuted.

If it weren't for today, on the Algae grassland as the sun was about to set, on this sky burial platform, she, a heretic, would be the first to dissect the bodies of the deceased Jiji people regardless of the taboos of life and death.
——Then everything seems to be reasonable and fits perfectly!
Because of the hundreds of years of feud between the Northern Dynasty's Handong and the Southern Dynasty's Tianchen, even if a conflict or war really broke out between the two countries, no one would doubt or investigate!
The dim skylight is about to dissipate.

Xie Zhao looked at Zhuo Nan with a serious gaze, the cries of goshawks and vultures were still circling overhead.

The two of them suddenly looked at each other in silence.

Logically, both of them gained something, but they were both feeling a little depressed.

In the dim sky, the two men walked down the platform one after the other and walked towards the horses on the pasture behind them.

Xie Zhaoke didn't dare take Zhuonan to stay overnight at Uncle Tara's house, for she was afraid that Yuwen Ya had already brought the wolf riders back to the Jiji Department to track her down.

If the wolf riders returned to the chief of the Jiji tribe, Grand Prince Kuolutai, and reported the escape of Princess Ya's slaves, I'm afraid that by then not only Uncle Tara's family, but even other herdsmen's homes in the Jiji tribe would be in trouble because she, a stranger who looked like she was from the Southern Dynasty, would no longer be able to stay there.

Although she doesn't know the purpose of the mastermind behind this, which has caused the war between the north and the south with such a "well-intentioned" plan, she must return to Langya Pass as soon as possible since she knows that there are intricate conspiracies behind it.

At this point, it is clear that both people have "impure motives", and the so-called worship of relatives and friends is just an excuse.

But the two of them had a tacit understanding, and neither of them mentioned the matter again.

Zhuo Nan was puzzled: "Why don't you stay at a herdsman's house? Wangshengtai is very close to the settlement of the Jiji tribe herdsmen."

The water here is abundant and plentiful, which is very different from last night when we had nowhere to stay in the wilderness.

Xie Zhao was angry and fuming, and he said:
"Brother Zhuonan, life is hard for everyone these days. If we go to a herdsman's house to stay overnight, they might have to kill a sheep to entertain us. You are a polite person, so you don't want to cause trouble for others!"

Zhuo Nan, who was "causing trouble" to others, was holding a small pot in his hand to cook soup for the "considerate" Xie Zhao.

He raised his eyebrows when he heard that, and placed the small pot on the fire that Xie Zhao had started, without saying anything.

Xie Zhao knew that since the matter here was over, it was time for him to leave.

Although she had ordered the Beacon Guards to take the message back, she had not returned for four days longer than the Beacon Guards. She was afraid that Ling Huo was getting restless in Langya Pass.

If she didn't go back, she was afraid that Ling might get too concerned and come out to look for her.

Therefore, Xie Zhao planned to find an excuse to go home and take a look from afar the next morning, and then take the opportunity to get rid of Zhuo Nan. Although the two of them walked together, if they didn't even say goodbye properly in the end, she would feel a little guilty.

But this guilty feeling did not last long. Because it was obvious that the old guy Zhuonan might not have told her the truth.

I'm afraid it's similar to "Aruoya", maybe just a fake name?
Xie Zhao scratched his nose silently. They were probably about the same.

Although Xie Zhao had never seen Zhuonan's skills, anyone who dared to cross the Northern Dynasty's Handong alone must have something to rely on.

Facing the north wind on the Algai grassland, Xie Zhao closed his eyes with something on his mind.

She had a hard time seeing what the mastermind behind the scenes, whose outline could not be seen clearly under the layers of fog, was up to.

"His" hands are so long and so cunning.

Even twenty years ago, he had secretly infiltrated Handong in the Northern Dynasty, Tianchen in the Southern Dynasty, and Fenglan in the Western Frontier!
And he had actually infiltrated the real top level! How could this not be terrifying?
You have to know that more than 20 years ago, even Xie Zhao was not born!
And the person behind the scenes is actually already planning a big game to conquer the whole world!

Xie Zhao was awake in the first half of the night, and it was not until the second half of the night, when she was so exhausted from not sleeping for two days and one night, that she fell into a deep sleep unconsciously.

When she woke up again, it was already dawn.

The bonfire in front of me was still emitting warm flames.

However, Zhuo Nan, the man from Handong of the Northern Dynasty who was not far away last night, had long disappeared.

He disappeared again, just as suddenly as he had appeared.

In fact, when he was half asleep and half awake, Xie Zhao was vaguely aware of the actions of the people nearby.

But subconsciously, she seemed to think that this was a good idea, so she did not speak out to stop Zhuonan from leaving.

She looked at the newly added hay on the campfire and said to herself with some regret:
"That's fine too."

That's fine too.

Zhuo Nan left.

They met by chance in Jiuwei Mountain and walked together all the way. Although he didn't have time to say goodbye, it saved her from wasting time and energy lying to him.

at the same time--

"So many days have passed, and Xie Zhao still hasn't returned. This is simply ridiculous! I shouldn't have allowed her to go to Handong, the Northern Dynasty, alone!"

Ling or muttered to himself with an anxious look on his face.

He was usually calm and composed, and it was rare for him to have such a vivid expression on his face. He was so worried that his hair was almost falling out.

Just two days after Xie Zhao left, the offensive pace of the Northern Dynasty's Handong Yuwen army suddenly stagnated. Ling Huo felt a little relieved, guessing that it must be Xie Zhao who had accomplished the deed.

But who would have thought that at the same time, all the beacon guards who had traveled with her returned safely to Langya Pass, and brought back the good news that Princess Tianchen had led the people to burn down half of the grain and fodder camps of the Northern Dynasty's Handong Yuwen tribe.

But before everyone had time to cry for joy, they discovered that Her Royal Highness the Princess did not come back with the Fenghuo Guards?
Ling Huo's face looked strange at that time, and he subconsciously asked, "Did something happen to Xie Zhao?" But when he looked closely at Feng Yanxi and the Fenghuo Guards, he saw that there was no sadness on their faces, so he took back the words.

But by the third day of their "good day", they all stopped laughing.

Because even Feng Yanxi and the Fenghuo Guards who went to the northern border together were obviously not so calm.

For no apparent reason, why did the “Thousand Year Old Sword Immortal” not return for so many days?
Could something really have gone wrong?
But when people thought about it carefully, they found it unbelievable, because in this world is so big, who can stop the "Thousand Year Old Sword Immortal"?

Only Ling Huo knew in his heart that Xie Zhao had not fully recovered his peak strength.

Although she had already taken the antidote for "Sad Flowers and Sad Moon" before heading to the frontier more than half a year ago, the damage to her body was no longer just a simple poison injury.

If she really encountered the "Qiankun Sword Immortal" and the "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal", she, a half-baked "Thousand-Year-Old Sword Immortal", might not be able to escape unscathed!

The beacon guards were panicked and blamed themselves.

They volunteered to cross the border to Handong in the Northern Dynasty to look for Xie Zhao, but were stopped by the frowning Commander-in-Chief Feng Yanxi.

Feng Yanxi said: "We made too much noise in the north this time. I'm afraid the whole north is under martial law now, and it will be difficult to break through.

It is especially not suitable for multiple people to act together. Our target is too big. If we alert the other party and alarm them, it will be even more difficult for the master to return quietly.

Why don’t I go alone to meet them? I’ll be less conspicuous and it’ll be easier for me to sneak in.”

Ling Huo frowned and shook his head, saying: "If the commander-in-chief leaves, who will lead the Fenghuo Guards? If someone is needed to pick up the Thousand-Year-Old Sword Immortal, that person should be me."

He is at the Saint King level, and has no official position in the army, so he can come and go freely.

What's more, he had already used these few days to teach him some practical city defense formations of Laojun Mountain. Beichao did not make any moves for a while, so it would not have much impact even if he left now.

Feng Yanxi frowned and said, "This..."

He was frowning and thinking about the feasibility of going from Ling to Handong in the Northern Dynasty to pick up Xie Zhao, when suddenly a Fenghuo Guard came running in with a look of surprise on his face.

"——Report! Commander Feng! It's Chitose, Chitose-sama, she's back!"

"really?"

Everyone stood up suddenly, each one was overjoyed!