Wei Qing set out from Didao, and after several days of marching, he finally crossed Wushan. The mountains ahead gradually sink, and they entered a narrow valley road that was only one mile wide.

The steep peaks on both sides of the valley are hanging across the sky, and they are about to fly like falling, dangerous but not surprising.

Only then did he realize that the description of the Qilian Mountains was not a false statement. When he followed Liu Che out of Hexi and fought thousands of miles, he had no time to see the style. Today, he looked at it and the reality was even better than the written narrative.

Standing by the road, watching the soldiers walk by, the young man Huo Qu couldn't help but look back. Wushan had been thrown behind him, and suddenly became their thrilling memory.

But he did not have the mood to quench his thirst, because after crossing the Qilian Mountains, they had to ride on pre-stored war horses and march for thousands of miles.

For Huo Qubing, who was born in the Central Plains and raised in Chang'an, was the first time he was bystandering as the commander of the army and led a small group of troops to fight. Thinking of the past six days, he couldn't help but sigh at the confusion of fate.

What kind of six days was that! The climate on Wushan Mountain was erratic, and the sun was shining brightly just now. As long as clouds floated in the valley, the wind roared and the snow was blowing, and the cold air was biting.

The wind and rain are shaking, amazing.

I admire the power of heaven more and more...

The wind like a knife blew across the face, and thick snowflakes fell on the hair and shoulders, clustered around them, and suddenly became frozen.

The wind blew through the iron armor and pressed against the soldiers' backs, which was a heart-wrenching cold.

The snow mist in the sky floats from this mountain to that mountain, fascinating the road that is difficult to walk on. If you accidentally fall to the bottom of a hundred-foot cliff, danger will arise.

As early as when the army was stationed in Didao, the prefect of Longxi reminded him to prepare enough cold-proof items, because this mountain is not easy to cross.

But there were still many soldiers who were buried deep in the mountains without climbing over the mountain.

The price is not small, but it is the most appropriate strategy to surround the Huns without knowing it, causing the Huns to collapse and reduce casualties.

In such a climate, staying in the mountains for an hour more means paying more life.

He had difficulty facing the relatives of these soldiers before the battle...

Huo Qubing said to Li Hua very seriously: "The general has his order and orders all Simas to urge the soldiers to go down the mountain faster and never stop."

"promise!"

Before Li Hua could say anything, he heard a thunderous roar in his ears, which turned into a startling out.

Then, snow dust rolled up from the opposite hillside and rolled down from the steep cliff.

In an instant, more than a dozen young figures were submerged and suffered unanticipated disasters.

Huo Qubing and Li Hua were shocked. Sometimes the journey of life was like this. Wushan accepted a group of youthful bodies with such coldness.

That day, Li Hua did not see a single tear in Huo Qubing's eyes. This tenacity and depth seemed to surpass his age.

In the days that followed, Huo Qubing's heart would be covered with ice or iron, making his character more and more ruthless. His only purpose seemed to be only one, that was victory.

Only the winner,

Only those who deserve to enjoy peace...

Later, after the War in Mobei ended, when the emperor gave him a reward, some people in the court also discussed it, saying that he was harsh in leading troops.

But only Li Hua knew that behind this harshness was the chivalrous heart.

There is a kind of person who has a sharp tongue and a bad heart. Only after real experience can he deserve the honor of turning into a dragon when encountering wind and rain on the ground.

At this time, when they were about to walk out of the mountains, Wei Qing had not had time to sigh with them, so he turned his thinking to the deployment of the war.

Li Hua led the guides found by the former army, Zhao Ponu, from the local area, to Wei Qing.

The guide said that if you walk thirty miles forward, you will get out of the valley entrance. In the south is the Huns' Mokou grassland, and to the north is the desert.

"Well...the one stationed here, but the army of King Hun Xie?"

"This place is the jurisdiction of King Pu."

Wei Qing asked about the habits and deployments of the Huns again in detail, and the guide could only answer a little. Huo Qubing was listening, and it was not too much.

But he soon felt relieved. How much could this guide know about the Han people who had just been wandering here from Longxi?

Wei Qing knew the urgency of time, so after transferring the horses, he asked Li Hua to lead his troops to speed up and move the horses to the valley closest to the Huns before dusk.

When Li Hua was about to set off, Wei Qing called him again: "Send the order and remember that anyone who comes in from the entrance of the valley cannot leave the valley within two days. Those who violate the order shall be killed!"

That night, the Han army camped in Gulang Valley, and a tent along the valley road, extending for ten miles.

Huo Qubing's head was in a cave about two miles from the entrance of the valley.

Li Hua chose this hole in advance. As soon as he packed everything, Huo Qubing arrived with the guards.

As soon as he entered the cave, he felt a heat coming to his face, and instantly drove away the cold on his body. He calmed down and found that it was made of dry cow dung inside.

Li Hua said: "This place is cold and there are few trees. Local herders use cow dung to keep warm. We also learn from them and use this."

"Do you guys have them?"

"Little General, since the afternoon when he entered the valley road, Sima and the lieutenant from all walks of life ordered Chief Shi to take his soldiers to pick up cow dung, and the herdsmen gave him. Now, when he looked around, he probably got angry. Hahaha, maybe they were eating food around the fire!"

Huo Qubing, who was still a little immature, nodded and asked the guards to go down to pass on the message. He should hide his warmth and not expose the whereabouts of the army.

After saying this, he grabbed a handful of food and stuffed it into his mouth with dried jelly.

Since he left Didao, he has eaten this all the way, and now he will be full when he smells it.

But he stretched out his neck, forced himself to swallow it, then sat down, and asked about the military information with interest: "Have you come back from a careful work?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the dull sound of horse hooves coming from the valley road. Li Hua went out to see that the two of them were riding their horses and hurried uphill.

It turned out to be the Junhou and the Tun Chief.

Junhou shrank his body, his teeth trembled, and his words seemed stiff: "This... General Li Hua, the young general, are you here?"

"The General is waiting for you two!"

The two reported what they saw along the way. Huo Qubing asked in detail before calling his uncle. After a while, Wei Qing ordered them to return to the camp to rest.

When he looked back at Li Hua, his joy could not be restrained and he flew up to his eyebrows. Wei Qing smiled and said, "Combined with the guidance and detailed work, King Pu really didn't know that our army had arrived.
Chapter completed!