However, there were no geese at Yanmen Pass, only the north wind whistled...

The white grass has broken and the snow has not yet fallen.

On the iron-wrapped door in front of Yanmen Pass, Yun Zheng stared blankly at the willow forest in the distance. This was Li Dongchu's efforts over the past few years. In order to make these willow forests survive, he did not hesitate to attract a stream of live water from Shijie Valley to water the willow forest specifically.

There shouldn't be forests in front of the pass. Those trees will only become weapons for enemy troops to attack the city, but Yanmen Pass is different. The difference is that the willow forest in front of the pass will never have the chance to grow into a big tree.

Every year, the soldiers who were closed would go to the willow forest to cut off the willow trees that were more than their arm's thickness in the waist, leaving only thick roots connected to the trunks more than two feet long to continue to reproduce there.

Therefore, every spring, the trunks will sprout a large number of new branches, which will give birth to a new craft of willow weaving that will be closed in Yanmen!

In fact, the biggest function of willow forest is to prevent wind and sand. If there were no such forest, it would be very likely that Yanmen Pass would be buried by wind and sand within 20 years.

Even with the existence of willow forests, the north wind swept through the sand and gravel and hit the tall city wall, which still made the majestic city wall look mottled.

Li Dongchu is very eager to find a suitable time to talk to Yun Zheng these days, but Yun Zheng never gives him this opportunity. Now, both of them have already set their positions right, one is the commander and the other is the general. On the battlefield, the two can be regarded as comrades-in-arms, but once they leave the battlefield, Li Dongchu thinks that they will only be strangers between him and Yun Zheng.

Today may be the last opportunity to communicate with Yun Zheng, so even though the north wind was howling, he was still standing under the city wall, waiting for the commander who was experiencing the secret feelings of ancient times.

"I know that when Yanmen Pass was still very young, I only remember that this was a heroic pass. In addition, I only have the impression of him that coldness and military disasters.

It was not until I read a gentle story later when I was studying "Records of the Grand Historian, Family of Jin", that I had a complete understanding of Yanmen Pass."

Hanniu couldn't understand what Yun Zheng was saying to him, but he still pricked up his ears to listen, so as not to speak to Hanfeng alone. He would seem stupid, even more stupid than himself.

"At that time, there was no Yanmen Pass, and Yanmen Pass was not as majestic and tall as it is now. At that time, there were a group of barbarians living here, named Di Ren.

At that time, the domestic situation in Jin State was very dangerous for Prince Chong'er, so he fled from here to the Di country to avoid the murder of his brothers on him.

After a long time, he was very lonely with Di Renjiu, so he married Di Renjiu's daughter Shuhuai as his wife and lived together for twelve years.

Until one day, Chong'er was tired of life here and was about to go to Qi State to find his own chance to go home, but he was unwilling to take Shuhuai back."

Hanniu smiled and said, "It is really not suitable for a man to go to do business and take care of his mother."

Yun Zheng smiled and said, "That's true. Shuhuai also understands Chong'er, and only says that Chong'er will go there. However, Chong'er wants to go to Qi State to find opportunities, and on the other hand, he wants to retain the last habitat of the Di people, so he said to Shuhuai: If I don't come back in twenty-five years, you can get married."

Hanniu widened his eyes and said, "This woman wants to be a widow, so just let's go."

Yun Zheng poked his hand out of the pile of fur and patted Hanniu and said, "You are a good man. A man who dies will die if he dies. He really shouldn't do things so obscenely. Twenty-five years later, can the young woman Huaxin still see a trace of shadow?"

Hanniu smiled happily and said, "That woman named Shuhuai should have spitted on Chong'er's face."

Yun Zheng smiled and shook his head, "Shuhuai didn't scold Chong'er. After hearing what he said, he replied with a smile: Twenty-five years? The willow trees on my tomb have grown into big trees. Even so, I will still wait for you to come back!"

Hanniu smiled and said, "Shu Huai is right, I should cheat this idiot like this."

Yun Zheng laughed and said, "Shuhuai is not lying. At that time, people paid attention to a promise. Shuhuai really waited for Chong'er for twenty-five years..."

"A heartless man. As long as I, Lao Niu, fights from home, I will tell my wife that as long as she can raise the child to adulthood, I will remarry with her. Master, who is that Chong'er?"

Yun Zheng stuffed his hand into the warm fur and smiled: "Duke Wen of Jin, that is, the king of Jin!"

Hanniu curled his lips in contempt and whispered: "So it's the emperor? No wonder..."

Seeing that Hanniu had already understood the story, Yun Zheng smiled again and looked at the willow forest in the distance. He wanted to see the cheerful and trustworthy woman from the soft willow branches...

Unfortunately, there are only yellow sand and shrill north winds here.

When they walked down the city wall, Li Dongchu had already left the city wall. He also heard the story just now. He left in the cold weather. Duke Wen of Jin did not come back, but Yun Zheng came back. When Yun Zheng came back, Li Dongchu had already married someone else's wife.

"Young Master, Li Dongchu is gone."

"He naturally has to leave. He goes north to Yanmen Pass and march into Heyin and Jincheng. He must leave at this time. If he doesn't walk, wait until the heavy snow falls, the road on the grassland will be difficult to walk."

"Young Master, why are we leaving? I saw Lang Tan, Wu Jie and the others leaving. Now that even Li Dongchu is leaving, should we set off?"

"Don't worry, when the four armies rolled to attack, we gathered 30,000 cavalry before leaving. When we entered the Liao Kingdom, Lang Tan, Wu Jie and Li Dongchu's soldiers were already old, and then we continued to keep up..."

"Young master, I like to fight!"

"I know, but this is not a good habit. Only unsuccessful people go to war with knives. Your little calf is very well-behaved. He doesn't like knives, but only likes books..."

On October 24th, the blue moon appeared in the sky, and ice powder fell from the sky, and the earth was white. Si Tianjian said: This is a sign of the white dragon removing armor!

Mozang Epang finally made a move. This time, he did not choose to march from Heishan, but instead attacked the Liao Dynasty's collapsed ridge Jiedushi from Huangtou Huihe.

The attack on the Liao Kingdom was not the Twelve Tactics of the Western Xia Dynasty, but a huge army composed of the Hu people in the Western Regions. In one day, they captured the Baidadan tribe of the Liao Kingdom and advanced rapidly along the way, without any hesitation, and without stopping, along the frozen Xilamulin River, plunged into the Yunnan Prefecture of the Liao Kingdom.

At the same time, Mozang Epang killed his own sister Mozang in Xingqing Prefecture, married his daughter to the eleven-year-old King of Xixia Li Liangzuo, moved himself into the Xixia Palace, and officially began his precedent for controlling the Xixia imperial power with the power of the Prime Minister, setting an extremely bad precedent for the Xixia Kingdom.

It's strange that I don't know how Mozang Epang arranged it. Under such great turmoil, the Xixia Kingdom rarely carried out a large killing. Except for the death of the Empress Dowager Mozang and her huge group of male pets, Xingqing Prefecture did not fall into chaos.

Yun Zheng threw away the military newspaper in his hand and sighed to Su Xun opposite the table and said, "We started the war a little early. If it was a month later, Xixia would definitely be in chaos. I don't have to sleep at night when I was busy with Xixia."

Su Xun also put down his desk work, rubbed his sleepy eyes with his hands, and said in a muffled voice: "There are strong enemies around him. Even if the clan leader in Xixia is dissatisfied with Wuzang Epang, in this sensitive period, he had to suppress his anger. Everything will not break out until the end of the battle against Liao."

"It cannot explode. Wu Zang Epang will use a series of victories to tell the Xixia people that he is indeed the most suitable ruler after the Xixia name Li Yuanhao."

Su Xun picked up his pen again, filled a little water in the ink pond, and then drilled into the mountain of documents. For him, Wuzang Epang was too far from Yanmen Pass, and the entire army had begun to take action. The snow-flake-like military newspaper had no extra thoughts to think about the matter of Xixia.

At the same time, Chen Lin's house was steaming hot. The iron kettle on the charcoal basin was already steaming, but no one took care of the boiling water on the stove. Chen Lin held a military newspaper in her hand, and her expression was very ugly. (To be continued...)
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