The eagle soared in the sky, looking down at Qingming Gorge, and for some reason it shivered. I don’t know if it was because the sky was too cold or the scene it saw was too tragic.

On the crystal clear snow, there are always a hint of blood red and twitching claws. Because the arrival is too vivid, these blood stains look very arrogant.

There were arrow feathers inserted on the ancient cypress trees in the forest, and they were swayed by the cold wind. Occasionally, some broken limbs and broken bones hung on the branches, as if demonstrating the intensity of the battle.

The war on the cliffs on both sides of Qingming Gorge has been going on for three days!

Tang Qinian also stayed for three days. The tiger's mouth where he touched the drum stick with both hands had burst, and a white cloth strip was wrapped around it, but blood stains were still exposed.

His eyes were already red, but they never stopped the drum sound like thunder.

The 30,000 soldiers behind him witnessed all this and witnessed Tang Qinian's sleeplessness over the past three days.

No one saw Tang Qienian think that this second prince of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, who was so delicate and precious, could do this before the war. When Tang Qienian took this attitude, a fire naturally ignited in everyone's hearts.

Tang Qinian wanted to convey this attitude. He knew very well how important momentum was for soldiers, so even though he felt that he was exhausted and his vitality was exhausted, he still persisted.

He is going to wait for the Pioneer Camp to penetrate the two sides of Qingming Gorge!

Xu Qing showed concern, but he was very glad to see this scene, because Tang Qinian seemed to have the shadow of the late emperor. Many years ago, the late emperor liked to play drums in front of the formation and could not stop.

For the old soldiers, drum sounds are a magical thing. Whenever they are exhausted on the battlefield, they can feel the power in their bodies regenerating when they hear the drum sounds. Then they raise the knife in their hands, step onto the dark horse, and fight bravely until victory.

Tang Qinian inherited this spirit of the previous emperor, how could the Tang army fail to win?

Xu Qing, who was sitting in the military tent, thought of these smiles, and felt extremely warlike in his heart as he listened to the drums in his ears.

From time to time, someone walked into the military tent and said, "General, the red seal is urgently sent!"

Xu Qing nodded and waved his hand. After the soldiers went down, he opened the letter, but his eyebrows became deeper and deeper.

This is a letter sent by Yueming Palace, which is very simple. It tells the pros and cons of Tang Qinian and Zhang Xiaodao in the army. The advantage is that Zhang Xiaodao has a strong combat power. The second prince Tang Qinian can boost the morale of the entire army, while the disadvantage is that many people in the world want the lives of these two people. According to the information of Yueming Palace, many traces have proved that those people are already on the way to Qingming Gorge.

This was expected for Xu Qing. He was confident that no one could touch the prince's hair except the two who could not take action in the army. Zhang Xiaodao was wandering in the battlefield. The most important thing was that he was here, so no one would allow him to hurt these two people.

But when he looked at a list drawn in the letter, he couldn't help but sweat because there were too many powerful people on the list.

Then he wrote a letter and quickly said, "Call Bai Sheng to let Xiao Dao come back."

"yes."

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Before the letter arrived in Qingzhou, the gentleman in the hut on the back mountain of Hanlin Academy said to the senior brother: "Your junior brother will probably call you soon, you'd better leave now."

When the eldest brother heard this, he nodded rarely without saying a word. He turned around and packed his luggage and set off in Shengjing as fast as possible.

At the same time, more than 300 disciples in the Qingyuan Sect were set out outside Zhongzhou City. They were located in the Zhenyuan Sect Hall, the head of the ten major sects of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Zhang Shechuan, who ranked second in the Nine Great Ends of the Prosperous Tang Dynasty, looked at these tender faces and asked in a loss: "What if they all die?"

Standing next to Zhang Shechuan was a Taoist priest, with a thin figure and bony bones. He seemed to be taken away by a breeze. In fact, this Taoist priest was the head of the Zhenyuan Sect.

He said in surprise: "Isn't it all dead?"

"What if?" Zhang Shechuan said that there was no nutrition problem.

"If you die all, Your Majesty will definitely recite the Zhenyuan Sect's goodness, and we will also receive corresponding compensation."

"Senior brother, you're a little cold-blooded to say that?"

The Taoist priest raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know why the Zhenyuan Sect can become the leader of the prosperous Tang sect in these twenty years?"

Zhang Shechuan shook his head and puzzled.

The Taoist priest said: "Because I know very well that the prosperous Tang Dynasty was not a country, but the most powerful sect in the world. The Zhenyuan Sect is a disciple of this sect. Naturally, everything should be done for the good of the sect. We are a whole."

This sentence has a profound meaning, and the Taoist priest said: "There are only a group of old stubborn people who think that the sect is independent and the prosperous Tang Dynasty, so they have fallen sharply over the years."

"Senior brother said this incisively."

"In addition, you take Chen Qingzhu with you."

"Why should I take the little disciple?"

"Because she has a good relationship with her husband's second disciple, it will be very beneficial to the sect if she can get married."

"Senior brother, you guys." Zhang Shechuan smiled bitterly.

The Taoist priest said indifferently: "Only people like me are suitable for sitting in the position of the head sect."

Zhang Shechuan waved his hand helplessly and led the three hundred Qingyi disciples down the mountain.

During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, many similar things happened on this day. Many people left their hometowns and rushed to Qingzhou. Naturally, many people were heading towards Qingzhou in the Great Wilderness and the Western Regions.

There is an old road in the Western Regions that leads directly to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but it is blocked by the Qingzhou border. This road is said to have been taken out by the desolate people during the famine in the Western Regions. A simple-looking carriage walked on this road and headed straight to the Qingzhou border.

There were only two people sitting in the carriage, one riding a horse and the other sleeping soundly in the carriage.

From time to time, the man driving the carriage seemed a little impatient and said, "This broken horse is not spiritual. Can't you bring two good horses?"

The person in the car woke up from his sleep when he heard this, wiped the saliva at the corner of his mouth and said, "Just make do with it."

"I don't care. Anyway, I'm annoyed, so you can go."

The people in the carriage clustered their eyebrows and said, "The light will guide the horse forward."

After saying this, the light shines brightly in the simple carriage, and then it becomes a halo that breaks through the body. The horses see the halo that appears in front of their eyes, pursuing the halo that continues to move forward.

Behind the carriage, three men with hats were also moving forward, humming the songs of the deserted people. They moved forward step by step, happily and wantonly.

The world seemed to be turning because of the battle in Qingzhou. Hurrying on the road has become the theme of many people, and Dadingshan has become the destination of many people.

But among these people, the fastest one is Tuobalie.

Before the war in Qingzhou began, he said goodbye to the Great Wilderness Temple and embarked on the road to the prosperous Tang Dynasty alone.

Tuobalie has been suffering in the past few years and has been practicing hard all day long. Although his cultivation has been improving continuously, he understands that if he does not bring back the old green ox, there will always be a gap in his state of mind.

So, he was the first to walk to Dading Mountain.

At this time, Dading Mountain was deserted, but he still saw the person he wanted to see, Yang Fenglan, the top figure of the Zhouhui.

Yang Fenglan is a woman, but she does not have the natural beauty of Master Zhang Xiaodao and her sister Yang Qing, so she will inevitably be a little old when she is middle-aged.

When Yang Fenglan saw Tuobalie's first glance, she was very shocked, and then asked: "The Holy Son of the Great Wilderness is also coming to this mountain for fun?"

Tuobalie responded coldly: "I am not interested in this mountain, nor even more interested in the so-called decisive battle. I am just interested in one person."

"who?"

"Zhang Xiaodao."

Yang Fenglan smiled softly and said, "He should be in the gorge."

"I see."

Tuobalie turned around and left.

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The three-day fierce battle made Zhang Xiaodao a little tired.

Such a battle is a test of the physical strength and will of every warrior of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, because under the complex environment, there is no rest time. The battle will start at any time.

The Xiajun obviously made sufficient preparations for this battle, and the scenes of sneak attacks were staged everywhere in this dense forest. He just wanted to attack people and naturally had to be prepared to be counterattacked.

The Pioneer Camp has advanced all the way and has now reached the middle section of Yaping. Although the heels have not yet stood firm, everyone has the confidence that they can penetrate Yaping within ten days.

However, Zhang Xiaodao understood that the masters of the rebels had not taken action yet. They were all waiting for a decisive battle to decide the ownership of both sides of the canyon.

But he didn't expect that the decisive battle for him would come soon.

"Zhang Xiaodao, come out!"

A huge shout alarmed the birds and beasts in the forest, and it seemed particularly abrupt in this battlefield. Countless warriors on both sides who were fighting or preparing for the author looked to the West, because that was where the sound came.

Tuobalie entered the battlefield alone, walking forward step by step on the snow.

His position was exactly where the soldiers of the chivalrous army were densely packed, but no one attacked him because the person he called Zhang Xiaodao.

The old green bull, who was originally wandering in the mountains and was ready to go to rescue Zhang Xiaodao at any time, raised his eyes and turned around, as if he remembered who the person behind the sound was, so it began to take steps.

With Zhang Xiaodao as the center, the soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion quickly gathered, and Tuobalie followed nearly a hundred chivalrous soldiers and gathered more and more.

No one would have thought that the decisive battle in the cliff square on the south side would come early because of a shout, but this was indeed a situation that the Xiajun was happy to see.

Zhang Xiaodao was not worried about whether to ask for Tuobalie. He stood up and walked to the shouts with many brothers from the Pioneer Camp.

The dense forest was silent in vain, with only the sound of everyone stepping on the snow. When this sound stopped, both sides encountered unexpectedly and were tense.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at Tuobalie, whose legs were still as thick as legs in the distance. Tuobalie also looked at Zhang Xiaodao, who had some changes. Neither of them spoke at the first time.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the old green bull slowly appeared in the center of the confrontation.

Tuobalie said, "Lao Qing, I'm here to pick you up."

Zhang Xiaodao clamped his eyebrows, feeling that the emotional color of Tuobalie's words was very vivid, and he couldn't help but look at the old Qingniu who he bullied all day long.

After hearing this, Lao Qingniu shook his head firmly and walked towards Zhang Xiaodao. After coming to him, he rubbed Zhang Xiaodao with his bull's head. The result was self-evident.

Zhang Xiaodao suddenly laughed, laughing particularly cheerful.

Tuobalie's face turned pale. Looking at the old Qingniu who felt his deep feelings for him, he felt a burning pain on his face. This feeling was like shouting to your former face: "I'll announce you, come back." The lover shook his head, but cursed: "Go your mom [pse]." (To be continued...)
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