The snow in Yuzhou City was much heavier than expected, and the mountain road was blocked by the snow in the middle of the night. Yan Yunting originally wanted to take the cable car down the mountain to say a final farewell to Qing Yan and others, but the cable car had to be stopped due to heavy snow.

It will be operated overnight and the snow will be cleared tomorrow before normal operation can be resumed.

Yan Yunting had no choice but to walk down the mountain.

When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, it was almost midnight.

In order to keep warm, the refugees in the Western Regions used dry wood to make piles of bonfires and hugged each other under the simple shacks to keep warm. Most of them were red-faced and shivering from the cold.

"Everyone, do you know where the woman from Peacock Tower is?" Yan Yunting took off his coat and handed it to a family with children.

"The Queen and the Imperial Master left two hours ago," a woman told.

"Leaving in such a hurry?" Yan Yunting asked again: "Then do you know where they went?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"This knight, will the queen and the others come back?" Everyone opened their big eyes in anticipation.

Yan Yunting wanted to chase after him, but he couldn't find the direction. He could only sigh softly and comfort everyone: "Yes, they are just leaving temporarily and will come back. You only need to hold on for one more night to get the supplies to keep out the cold tomorrow."

It will be delivered.”

Yan Yunting did not return to the academy, but sat down in the shanty and spent the snowy night with the refugees.

In the early morning of the second day, the heavy snow gradually became lighter, and the cold air filled the entire Huangshan Mountain. Every breath stung my lungs.

After dawn, the disciples of Huangshan Academy brought supplies to keep out the cold, including bedding, robes, charcoal, and steaming rice porridge and steamed buns.

"Slow down, slow down, one piece for each person, one bowl for each person, don't fight for more, otherwise no one will get to eat!"

There is no Confucian scholar who does not despise the people who distribute supplies. How can people who are used to living in fine clothes and fine food really pity the displaced refugees?

"Listen, our head has said that Huangshan Academy will never continue to support you. After you are settled, you must exchange for food through your own work; now, the entire resources in the valley behind Xifeng are

It belongs to you. You can cut down wood and mine food, but you are strictly prohibited from killing innocent people indiscriminately and hunting rare birds and animals in the mountains; we will provide you with tools later and send people to supervise you personally..."

The attitude of Huangshan Academy may not be very good, but every plan it gives is useful. It allows the refugees to build their own homes, and they will no longer think about going into the city to steal.

Near noon, the snow finally stopped.

After heavy snowfall, Huangshan Mountain is covered with snow, and the fields are carved with pink and jade. The fragrance of plum blossoms blows in the cold wind, which is the last touch of tenderness in this cruel winter.

Huangshan Academy and heroes from all walks of life also began to mobilize according to plan.

More than a thousand heavily armed elite soldiers gathered at the dock and lined up in an orderly manner to board the ink ship.

Each Mo ship was equipped with sixteen artillery pieces, and there was a wooden kite parked on the deck and on the top of the ship. The Momen disciples introduced the artillery, as well as the use of various firearms and mechanisms to the elite soldiers who had just boarded the ship.

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Yan Yunting, Yuwen Changqing, Gong Shuquan, Wang Wu, Qin Shujie, Liu Boyun, Nalan Yuanshu, Chen Pu'an, five Qingyi Tower swordsmen, parted ways together at the dock...

Only Wei Yingzhou was missing.

"It's true, Senior Brother, he didn't come to see me off even after I left the army." Yuwen Changqing shook his feather fan and complained in a low voice.

"Am I your senior brother? It's just an expedition that is destined to win. Why do you have to be pretentious?"

Although Liu Bojun was blaming, the concern in his eyes was more sincere than anyone else's. Indeed, there must always be someone in Huangshan Academy who stands up and sings the praises, so that the rules can be established.

"Okay, before the heavy snow comes, you should set off quickly." Liu Bojun urged.

Aliao pushed Yuwen Changqing and walked to the ink boat first.

"Yuanxiu, the safety of the third master's family will be left to you." Nalan Yuanshu ordered the guest in green who never said anything.

"Okay." The guest in Qingyi nodded and followed Yu Wen Changqing.

After hearing her voice, Yuwen Changqing turned around suddenly and couldn't help but blush: "You... are a girl?"

Last night, he called people "brother". No wonder she looked disgusted. She turned out to be a woman. She covered herself tightly, who could tell that she was a woman?

"She is my sister, Nalan Yuanxiu. She rarely talks at ordinary times, but she will never be merciful at critical moments." Nalan Yuanshu said.

Yu Wen Changqing sighed in embarrassment and apologized to Nalan Yuanxiu with his fists clasped: "I was embarrassed last night. Please forgive me, Miss Nalan."

Nalan Yuanxiu only returned an indifferent look, bypassing Yuwen Changqing and getting on the boat first.

"Lao San, after arriving in the northwest, the letters must not be cut off. This is what Yingzhou specially ordered." Liu Bojun solemnly asked.

Yuwen Changqing said: "Then you also tell him for me that if the national war is not unsheathed, no matter how many letters you write, it will be in vain."

Liu Bojun nodded in understanding, said nothing, and watched everyone get on the boat together with Nalan Yuanshu and Chen Pu'an.

There were no more farewells, both parties just waved their hands, and with the roar of machines, the ink boat slowly sailed away from the pier.

…

The ink ship raced against time, with full power, and turned along the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal into the Huangjiang River, then sailed past Xuzhou and went straight to Qingzhou.

The wooden kites accompanying the ship were hovering in the air for reconnaissance, the artillery and muskets were all loaded, and elite soldiers were in position day and night, not daring to neglect for a moment.

In this way, two days later, the fleet sailed past Xuzhou and entered Qingzhou. The gray sky was covered with snowflakes from time to time, and in such a situation, the air seemed to be filled with smoke and war.

Along the way, you can meet a large number of refugees migrating eastward. From his door, you learn that the western part of Qingzhou, mainly the three cities of Huangjin, Yokohama, and Chencang, has been invaded by demons, and the Dayan army is resisting tenaciously.

In the past two days, Yan Yunting spent most of his time sitting on the bow of the boat, learning the internal skills and mental methods of "Ba Tian Jue". For some reason, his heart has been in chaos since he left Yuzhou City. Now he only thinks about

To become stronger, there has never been such an urgent desire.

It was the end of another day, and fine snow began to drift in the sky. Unlike the snow in Yuzhou, which was so pure and white, the snow in Qingzhou was also mixed with a touch of gray. He knew that this was the color rendered by gunpowder smoke.

The gray snow reminds everyone on board that war is coming.

Yan Yunting's anger sank in his Dantian and he slowly stood up. He pulled out his sword and pointed it at the water of the Yellow River. He applied his true energy slightly, and a ball of river water weighing about a hundred kilograms slowly rose into the sky. After studying "Ba Tian Jue"

, the scattered true energy originally absorbed by "God-Eating Jue" was precipitated and purified, and he could clearly feel that the force was gradually improving.

Perhaps he himself is a martial arts prodigy, but he has never received the correct guidance. After settling his inner impetuosity and delusion of reaching the sky in one step, he can only achieve success by taking a step-by-step approach.

"Pah, pah, pah." Applause sounded from behind.

Yu Wen Changqing walked onto the bow of the ship alone with a jar of steaming shochu in his hand. He smiled and said, "Brother Yan has taken his martial arts to a higher level. It's worth celebrating. Drink, drink."

Yan Yunting removed his energy, and the water ball exploded into water splashes. He sheathed his sword, but shook his head: "I'm really not in the mood to drink."

"It's just because I'm in a bad mood that I drink. Come on, come on. To be happy in life, you must have all the fun. Don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon!" Yu Wen Changqing took out two large bowls from somewhere, filled them and handed them over.

Yan Yunting.

Yan Yunting looked at the steaming wine and was reserved for a moment. Well, he was still a little greedy, so he took the big bowl and drank it all.

Strong wine is spicy, and warm wine is even more spicy. It dispels the coldness as soon as you feel sad. Drinking wine can indeed make people feel better. "One more bowl!"

"How can one bowl be enough? I need at least two more bowls!"

So, the two of us had a bowl for you and a bowl for me. In a short while, we had all the jars of wine in our stomachs. We were slightly tipsy and facing the wind, which was probably the best state.

"What? Are you worried about women?" Yuwen Changqing put it bluntly.

Yan Yunting shook his head, "You may not believe me, but I am worried about a man."

"Let me guess...it's the Third Prince of Xiliang, right?" Yuwen Changqing said with a smile.

Yan Yunting nodded and sighed: "I haven't heard from him for a long time. Looking at the current situation, the war will burn to Chang'an sooner or later. He is very dangerous."

"Honestly, when I first saw him, I thought he was a woman." Yuwen Changqing said.

"His voice is so thick and his chest is so flat, how could he be a woman?" Yan Yunting shook his head in denial.

"Hey, you are being biased when you say this. There are so many women in the world," Yu Wen Changqing lowered his voice and said, "Let's not talk too far, let's just say that at the moment, isn't Nalan Yuanxiu a

Princess Taiping? Women are good at pretending. Once she puts on her robe, puts on her mask, and puts on her hat, who knows she is a woman?"

"Whoosh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure in green clothes fell behind him.

Yan Yunting quickly turned his head away and put aside his relationship with Yuwen Changqing.

Yu Wen Changqing only felt a chill on the back of his neck. He turned his head dullly and met Nalan Yuanxiu's cold eyes. "Haha..." He laughed awkwardly twice and quickly apologized: "I was just joking.

"Miss Nalan, please don't take it to heart..."

Nalan Yuanxiu didn't have much emotion and just said coldly: "Mu Yuan from the investigation is back. General Qin invites you to discuss matters."

Yuwen Changqing immediately frowned, swept away the smile on his face, and became serious and solemn.

Yan Yunting pushed Yuwen Changqing towards the cabin.

…

"Two hundred miles away, thick smoke is billowing over Huangjin City. The Nine Nether Demons are launching a fierce attack from the east and north gates. Huangjin Ferry has fallen. A large number of Yaksha are migrating toward us along both sides of the Yellow River. There are two more

It seems that evil forces are migrating to the northeast of Qingzhou. There are too many, dense and strange shapes..."

"I don't want the appearance, I want accurate information!" Qin Shujie yelled at the messenger.

The messenger gritted his teeth and said: "General... they are also monitored by birdmen in the air, and the subordinates dare not get too close. Moreover, on the way back, the whereabouts of the birds seem to have been discovered, and the subordinates dare not stay in the air!"

"It's not easy to retrieve this information. You go down and notify other reconnaissance officers. Since the ink ship has a radius of thirty miles, we will monitor the surroundings at all times." Yu Wen Changqing said.

The ordering soldiers resigned.
To be continued...