Gong Ren rode his favorite war horse pearl and galloped on the grassland.

Pearl is still very young, and is just a man of age.

If you are a war horse, it is still a bit immature, but Gong Ren likes it.

Just like he liked his father Lun Qinling.

Since childhood, that figure has been as majestic as a mountain in his heart.

So in the army, he dared to look from afar and call his father a general.

In order to get closer to his father, he started as a soldier and accumulated military merit step by step until he became a deputy general.

All of this is worth it.

He never told anyone how much he longed to be with his father.

Pearl is still young, just like he is very young.

Although he is young, he has been in the army for many years.

Over the years, perhaps what my father and he said were not as much as this time.

Recalling what his father said to him just now, Gong Ren felt like a fire was burning in his chest.

This feeling made him very excited.

It was not until Chi went out for more than ten miles that his mind gradually calmed down.

Carefully recall what my father said just now.

It's the last thing I told myself.

"We faced a head-on battle with the Tang army. It would be nice to be able to protect Tuyuhun at the moment. If there is no special opportunity, we will not be able to chew the Tang Dynasty's defense line in Hexi for the time being.

But... Su Dingfang might have been confused and actually asked Su Dawei to carry out such a risky task.

Su Dawei and Su Dingfang's only two military disciples.

If Su Dingfang is not here, he and Pei Xingjian will most likely inherit Su Dingfang's position in the army.

Support half of the Tang army...

If Su Dawei died here, would we, Tubo, have we taken a big advantage?"

"yes."

"Then let him die in front of Wuhai. It is better to cut one finger than to hurt his ten fingers."

Lun Qinling held Gong Ren's young face in both hands and pressed his dark forehead against his son's forehead.

"Young eagles always have to fly on their own wings. Even if they fall and get bruised all over their bodies, they have won the great blue sky... Go, my son, I will be proud of you."

Be proud of you!

Thinking of these four words, Gong Ren's chest seemed to have another kind of power burning.

Even the blood was boiling.

He knows his mission.

All of them are defeated by the first one, and their spirits have been lost.

He could hold Su Dawei's hands and feet, but it was difficult to have the power to keep Su Dawei.

But Gongren is different.

He is young, he is an eagle that has just learned to fly, and has infinite possibilities.

His joining will bring wonderful changes to the Tubo army.

A change beyond the expectations of the Tang army.

If he had good luck enough to be able to cut off Su Dawei's head with his own hands, he would win the praise of his father Lun Qinling.

May the Buddha be blessed with fertility.

Gong Ren silently prayed in his heart, reached into his arms, and touched the handle of the golden knife.

That is Lun Qinling’s beloved thing.

Before leaving, he put his hands in his arms.

The blade was hot, just like his heart.

"drive!"

Gong Ren raised his young Junwei's face and whipped it hard on Pearl's buttocks.

The war horse neighed and, accompanied by his personal guards, galloped towards Wuhai.

...

Lun Qinling stood in front of the camp, looking far away at the direction where Gong Ren disappeared, and said nothing for a long time.

His body was immersed in the shadow, like a part of this shadow.

An old woman bent over walked to Lunqinling at some point.

She bent over and was covered by a long black cloak, as if she was afraid of seeing the light.

With the oil lamp light coming out of the tent, you can see that the old woman was wearing ancient and complex silver jewelry on her neck and wrists.

The tadpole-shaped patterns on it give people a sense of mystery.

"Are you hesitating?"

The old woman opened her mouth and smiled, her voice hoarse, as if sand and gravel were rubbing.

She stretched out her hand and pointed to the direction where Gong Ren disappeared: "Didn't you tell him the truth?"

Lun Qinling finally came to his senses and looked at the old woman with calm eyes. Her black pupils were like two bottomless black pools.

"Jiu Po, there is no such thing in our cooperation. I don't need to explain to you what I do."

"I'm just curious. People say that tigers don't eat their children. General, you are like this to your biological son. I don't know our cooperation..."

"That's different, that's just the price you have to pay to complete the plan."

Lun Qinling murmured: "What's more, my plan is not to let him die, but to make him focus more on his tasks."

Jiu Po ​​hunched over and shook her head slightly and sighed: "Use Gong Ren's identity as bait to attract Su Dawei, and use Xiduo to make a fatal blow, which is very dangerous. If there is a mistake, your son..."

"What I'm thinking about and what level I'm on, how can you know?"

Lun Qinling held his hands together and looked down at Jiu Po: "Our cooperation is based on interests, you can only believe me."

"Okay, I hope we...work happily."

The cloak was slightly raised, revealing Jiu Po's old, evil face stacked with chicken skin.

The next moment, her body dissipated like smoke and dissipated into the darkness.

...

“It’s here.”

Xuan Zhenzi waved the whisk and looked at the cave under the guidance of the scout who led the way.

The moonlight shone down from behind, and the entire iceberg was like a large silver mirror.

If it weren't for the scout's guidance, I didn't notice that there was a cave under the rock.

"How did you find this?"

Xuan Zhenzi frowned slightly.

He was Ye Fashan's disciple. He was ordered by his mentor to come to the Tang army to help.

Help the Tang army deal with all problems that ordinary people cannot deal with.

But from the bottom of my heart, he didn't like to endure the cold night dew under the vast grasslands and run to such a remote place to drill into a cave.

The scout didn't know what Xuan Zhenzi was thinking at this time and said honestly: "It was during the day. Our team was chasing the defeated soldiers. Someone saw the defeated soldiers fleeing into the cave. Later, we sent people to shout outside the cave and shouted them out, but no one came out."

Speaking of this, the scout showed a look of fear: "Later we sent someone into the cave to catch people, and the result... it turned out..."

"What's the result?"

Xuan Zhenzi asked impatiently.

I didn't seem to notice the change in the face of the scout beside me.

"As a result, we were inside and did not find Tubo people."

"Didn't find it?"

Xuan Zhenzi was a little surprised.

The first reaction was whether the other party was joking with him and made up a story.

But then I thought about it and realized that it was impossible.

These Tang army scouts were responsible for patrolling and investigating the enemy, so how could they make such stories regardless of the slightestness?
To be continued...