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Chapter 630 The true character of the son

The storm and blizzards outside the border are spiraling.

"I won't leave, I won't leave." Grand Duke Hakka had not suffered such pain yet, and he angrily raised his horse whip and whipped a whip in the air, shouting: "Our warriors in Tuyuhun need to rest and move forward under such heavy wind and snow is simply a waste of energy."

Not too far from the team, Pudoru also cursed and kicked his personal soldiers to make them lift themselves.

Since his horse was overwhelmed by the weight a day ago, Pudoru refused to sit on the horse's back against the wind and asked eight personal soldiers to carry themselves forward in their soft pockets.

While drinking the personal soldiers used torches of hot wine to curse the Chinese army madmen.

If they weren't rushing forward like madmen, then there wouldn't be such a hard work at all. According to the habits outside the border, you could wait for the heavy snow to stop and then slowly rush to go slowly. You could find the grassland under the snow while moving forward nomadicly. Who wouldn't know that these madmen are more cruel than the wolves in the snow and have no rest at all.

They were actually rushing for the other time except for four hours of sleeping in the day.

Now the Huaxia has left their Tuyuhun team behind and pulled out a team of more than ten miles at the front. The madmen of the Chinese army and then Prince Fuqian, the last few thousand people walked out of a long team of more than ten miles. They had lost the blood that had been plundered in the distance and walked numbly.

If it weren't for the army that had to move forward without turning back, I believe there would be many deserters.

No one doesn't know that the wind and snow in the north are bitter and cold, but no one has arrived. The wind and snow in the deep north are so strong that it is so strong that it makes you feel ice. Almost even the weather that the wind stops and clears all day is not as strong as the wind blows all day.

It turns out that the Chinese army, which has always been ridiculed by Tuyuhun warriors, showed amazing endurance.

They have hardly ever been on the horse's back. In addition to getting on the horse when the wind and snow stops, they usually help the horses drag huge bags. The most unbearable thing is that they care about the horses so much that almost anyone treats themselves like a miser. They are cautious when eating as if they will die of eating one more bite. However, for horses, they even add hot wine to snow water to feed the horses. The warriors in Tuyuhun are never willing to exchange for a drop of good wine for them to feed the horses.

They even went forward while sleeping with their companions pulling a weird sled in turn.

The Tuyuhun warriors who began to ride on horses have repeatedly slapped the Chinese soldiers who had horses but walked with their feet without riding. However, they were caught up again and again while resting.

Tuyuhun's horses were getting tired and resting more and more. If it weren't for the heavy wind and snow, everyone would have moved forward and were unhappy. I believe that the Chinese army would have been beaten up long ago. Seeing the soldiers around him getting tired and slower, Hak suddenly felt a sense of fear. If he couldn't get out of this snowfield, if he didn't find the grassland and food after walking out of this snowfield, what should they do?

Both the Chinese Army and Prince Fuqian refused their request for food distribution.

What if they really don’t save them when they see death?

Instead of moving forward, it is better to go back to Tuyuhun and overthrow the old guy. Anyway, the young man is far away from the sky and the old man is so strong that it is not his turn to walk. Huck suddenly has this idea.

Now, if you go back to Gaochang, you will be able to rob and make up for it. Then you will return to Tuyuhun. Finally, you will send someone to inform Jie Li that he would send someone to kill that old guy. Then you will be yours. Hak looked at the Fuqian army who was walking slowly in the distance in front of you and sighed in secret that these elite soldiers were all empty. If he had successfully used his troops to believe in the career of kings and domineering, it would be just around the corner.

"Let's rest." Hack ordered: "Go out again tonight and send someone to ask the Grand Duke of Pdoruben to discuss with him."

When the soldiers under his subordinates heard that they had received amnesty, they all stopped and leaned against the horses and recovered their extremely tired strength.

A sharp whistle sounded and two Chinese soldiers and scouts in the distance stepped on a smooth wooden board. They opened a strange large umbrella and pushed the north wind to make the north wind blow their bodies very smoothly.

They flexibly walked around the horses and the crowd until a small man saluted in front of the land of the Grand Duke of Hak, and said, "The Grand Duke is not the time to rest now, please order the team to take action. This is the prince's order." Another scout slid towards the rest that also stopped, Pudoru and conveyed the same order to Pudoru.

"We Tuyuhun warriors need a break. You go back and tell the prince that we will set off again at night." Grand Duke Hack waved impatiently.

"But the grand duke is now two hours before dark. According to regulations, you can't even have a rest stick of incense." The little scout reminded again.

"Get out!" Grand Duke Hak's eldest son raised his whip and tried to hit the little scout and scolded loudly.

"I understand." The little man bowed his hand and picked up the skis and put away the strange umbrella and ran forward with another scout who had just returned. The army of Prince Fuqian in front did not stop and wait for the Hak Grand Duke team to move forward slowly this time.

"Are we abandoned?" Pudoru strode over with a gloomy face.

"We have to think about ourselves," Grand Duke Hak sneered and waved his hand to let Pudoru enter the secret discussion.

The outer office of the Chinese military envoy in Chang'an.

"Is my brother back?"

A girl dressed in a man asked happily and didn't have time to walk the stairs and turned over the second floor aisle. However, she did not forget to wave to the stunning girl who was dancing with her below and said, "Hurry up!"

"I don't know martial arts!" The stunning girl also looked happy and complained with a little bit of complaint. She usually likes Huacai dance clothes with her small hands holding a long skirt and rushed up the stairs. There was also a woman below who was not old but had a little bit of a big-name atmosphere. She was the one who led the dance with the entire colored dance team that day, clapping her hands and laughing at the girls: "If you don't have anything to do, please continue to practice dancing!"

"Sister Xiao You, you are naturally not in a hurry." The girls laughed and pointed their little fingers at the side hall.

There were several men fighting in the side hall.

The sword man Larking Han used the long sword in his hand to fight with another long-legged man's sword. He kept hitting the mysterious full moon shape under his feet and attacking the long-legged man on one side. The long-legged man's body skills were extremely beautiful. Although he was not as beautiful as Hou Xibai's game flowers, he was strange and strange like a bird flying but lighter.

The long legs slid from time to time, sliding on the ground to resist the heavy blow of the lame sword energy, and it was like a storm-torn sword energy.

Their lively fighting made the girls who danced in the row and watched the dance. Xiao You saw that the hearts were dispersed and had to let them rest for a while. She happily ran out to prepare snacks for the people in the side hall. Of course, her main purpose was to let someone eat the snacks she made by herself.

"Have Xiao You brought food to the lover again?" Jin Huanzhen sat in a corner of the side hall and smiled and picked up a piece of snack to make fun of Xiao You Yu's face flushed and shy.

The two brothers Zhou Laofang and Zhou Laosang were fighting the "Shield". The two brothers were also very lively. Others couldn't even get into the mouth.

Cao Yinglong and the Three Saints Envoys were playing around a table with a "maru bone" and four of them were bitter and didn't know who would win or lose. The old man Ouyang Xiyi was silent and desperately ate the snacks on the small plates in Xiao You's hand, as if they had a grudge against those cute little snacks. Xiao You felt a little distressed but was embarrassed to not let him eat them. He just glanced at the fighter in the field and hoped that he would stop eating his own gesture as soon as possible.

"Brother!" The person who came in opened the door and shouted without looking at it.

"Here." The lower part responded at her feet.

"Brother, why did you run to my feet?" the long-legged girl dressed in a man asked in surprise.

"I'm not careful enough to walk and I will definitely pay attention next time." Although Xu Ziling's chest was stepped on by the girl with long legs, she still smiled. A girl ran in from behind and she rushed in. Fortunately, she didn't step on Xu Ziling again. When she saw Xu Ziling, she let the girl with long legs step on her feet, she couldn't help but feel dizzy and said, "Xiao He'er, why don't you watch when you walk?"

"Fortunately, I didn't hit the vital point." Wanwan was sitting next to Mrs. Dongming, who was talking to her, and when she heard the excitement here, she couldn't help but smile and interrupt.

"Who are you?" Xiao He'er, dressed in men, couldn't help but ask in surprise when she saw Wanwan, "Why have I never seen you?"

"Who are you?" Wanwan asked back with her starry eyes, gently sweeping Xiao He'er and the stunning companion beside her.

"I am my brother's sister!" Xiao He'er immediately became proud as soon as she lifted her up.

"I haven't heard it." When Wanwan said that Xiao He'er was almost angry, she couldn't help but stomp her feet to express her anger.

"Xiao He'er, you'd better get off your brother first!" The girl who was both beautiful and stunning, saw Xu Ziling still at Xiao He'er's feet and said with a heartache: "Brother has you been trampled."

"Fortunately, there is also a sister Qian'er who remembers that there is an older brother under her feet." Xu Ziling laughed.

The little princess Shen Luoyan and Shang Xiuxun just came in with hot food.

When Xiao Heer saw it, he was extremely happy and grabbed two snow-white buns and handed them to Xu Ziling. He opened his mouth and bittened them and turned blue. It took him a long time to swallow the food in his mouth. It seemed that his mouth was opened for a long time but he couldn't speak. The amazing girl who asked Xu Ziling to call Qian'er's sister handed her a cup of tea and drank three big mouthfuls in a row and then patted her chest before breathing a long sigh.

"It almost killed Sister Jing's bun!" After she said this, all the girls laughed.

"Is this the little girl making for you?" The little princess smiled and stuffed the bun in her hand into Xu Ziling's mouth: "This is torture and punishment for your brother because he brought another great beauty home!"
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