The messy footprints in front of the cliff make the wind sound.

Bi Suo immediately called a craftsman in the army and asked him to compare the ropes of the Bei Rong people with the rattan cords commonly used in the Wang Ting army, and asked: "The Bei Rong people use this iron cord... Build a ropeway and let the soldiers slide over?"

The craftsman carefully checked the terrain and shook his head: "Our rattan ropes can be used to climb the city walls. To build a ropeway suspension requires a stronger and longer iron rope. It takes time to prepare. The hurried suspension rope suspension is too risky. , Forcibly using the rattan, many people will die!"

Tamara Gha signaled the craftsman to withdraw, and turned around.

Bi Suo rushed up, "The final general is willing to take the risk of using Suspended Crossing to chase Haidu Aling to prevent him from attacking Gaochang..."

Judging from the traces on the edge of the cliff, Haidu Aling took the risk and managed to escape after the death of a group of subordinates. He can also take the risk to catch up with Aling, the capital of Shanghai, as soon as possible.

Tamaraga shook his head, "The terrain is destroyed."

Bi Suo was startled, then looked back at the opposite side.

Yes, with Haidu Aling's caution, after reaching the opposite side, it will definitely destroy the terrain and prevent the pursuit of troops. Now, even if the Wang Court sends the best craftsmen, it can't build the ropeway in one day.

He was sweaty, "At the end, he will take the Chinese army to the south, go to the sand city, and block Haidu Aling."

Tamaragarh was expressionless: "It's too late."

The army immediately set off to the south, and was unable to keep up.

Bi Suo wiped his sweat.

Haidu Aling’s team marched as fast as lightning. If Li Yaoying had already arrived in Gaochang, Gaochang could always guard for ten and a half days, then Wang Ting still had time to help. If she met the vicious Haidu Aling on the way to Gaochang …The consequences are disastrous.

He was anxious, "At the end, he will be able to take the pioneers and elites south and rush to Gaochang as quickly as possible, so that the reinforcements will follow!"

Tamara Gha called for Karma and handed him a bronze talisman.

"She will follow the business road of Shuicheng. You should take people to catch up and find someone. Don't go to Gaochang, just take her back to the royal court. If she has arrived in Gaochang, stay and protect her. If there is an emergency military situation, you can ask the surrounding tribes Seek help."

Yuanjue's expression was stern, and in response, he suddenly lifted the reins, and rushed south with a dozen knights.

Haidu Aling had already fled, Ge Lu stayed to search the valley to see if there were any of his men. The others pulled out camp and returned to the holy city, reporting in detail the military situation over the past few days on the way.

Bi Suo followed behind, feeling really uneasy. Several generals who were ordered to stay behind found him and asked him about the battle in Sam Valley. He absently answered a few words and asked about the situation in the holy city.

One person said: "Although Haidu Aling failed to rush out of the valley, many people in the army were killed and injured. The news spread to the holy city, and the nobles in the city were panicked. They didn't know who was full and took the opportunity to spread the rumors. , I said that Wakhan Khan led his troops to fight, and Samgu’s army was wiped out. He also said that your kid died in the battle. One hundred thousand soldiers are already under the city, and I almost believe them. There were a few riots in the city. A group of nobles cleaned up their soft and cried father and called their mothers to go out of the city to avoid the war. It was messy, and some people let private soldiers attack the city gate. The inner city defenders sent people to ask for help, and Haidu Aling was on the eyelids. Bottom, how dare we leave our job without permission?"

Hearing this, Bi Suo felt a little in his heart: "There is a riot in the city?"

The person who spread the rumors must be Bei Rong Xisuo. They mixed into the holy city in advance and caused riots, wanting to open the city gate from the inside and lead Haidu Aling into the city. If their strategy succeeds, these guards like Ge Lu will definitely send troops back to the city to help, and Haidu Aling will be able to drive straight in!

The man smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. I heard that the monks and soldiers in the monastery came forward, and the riot soon subsided."

Bi Suo had lingering fears, but fortunately, Bamier who stayed at the Wangsi Temple was very experienced, and he was able to deal with this situation easily and did not cause major disasters.

The army quickly returned to the holy city. The horns sounded. The people moved after hearing the wind. They ate pots of pulp and rushed out of the city to meet the army. The girl came forward with crystal clear wine, sang ballads, and threw flowers.

Men, women and children all put on their costumes, and the city was full of joy and thunderous cheers.

Tamara Gha took Bi Suo and others to avoid the crowds, returned to the city from the secret road, went to the palace, and met the ministers.

Sultan Gu is still alive, and the civilians are not surprised at all. They think that this is because the Buddha was blessed by heaven, so Sultan Gu can escape from the dead.

The ministers felt differently, and they would not believe those legends.

When everyone entered the hall, they saw a Sultan Gu standing in front of the steps in a uniform and awe-inspiring. They were terrified, but when they thought that he had defeated Bei Rong, the nobles who had killed him were also embarrassed. He chanted his merits, asked for a celebration and a prisoner offering ceremony, and then tried his best to distinguish himself from the previous Xue family's patriarch, and finally hinted that he could take the opportunity to annex the territory of Beirong.

Bi Suo frowned, and the ministers expanded their ambitions as soon as they had won a battle.

Tamara Gha was noncommittal, sent away the ministers, summoned the generals, handled military affairs calmly, assigned tasks, and directed the movement of troops and horses.

"There are many conflicts among the nobles of the Beirong tribe. The Wakhan Khan has been defeated. The coalition forces have been torn apart. Mópido is chasing the remnants. The other armies strictly guard the pass. Don't try to destroy the Beirong in one fell swoop, forcing them to fight separately and defeat them individually."

All the generals responded in unison, and as a result, Bei Rong would not be able to regain his vitality within a few years.

The instructions were issued one after another, and everyone had a chance in their hearts and left.

During this period, Bi Suo looked at Tan Moroga anxiously, but when he met his two cold eyes, he did not dare to say anything.

Waiting for the generals to leave, Tamaragarh walked out of the main hall and stood in front of the long steps, looking down at the magnificent Hongyu Chonglou at his feet.

There was a strong wind in the afternoon, the sky was dim, the clouds were surging, and the palaces and rooms were bathed in deep twilight. Outside the palace walls, the Lifang Long Street was crowded with people, and the alleys were empty. The people walked out of their homes to celebrate the victory, cheers and laughter resounded throughout the holy city.

Have fun in the whole world, and celebrate with the earth.

The common people live in peace, but her life or death is uncertain, and she is likely to be in a dangerous situation.

He temporarily changed the plan and asked her to leave early.

Because Li Xuanzhen's arrival made him realize that she was going to leave eventually, Mopydo's hug made him unable to suppress the greed in his heart. When she was sleeping soundly on his thigh, he couldn't control the hand that wanted to touch her.

In the scriptures in the book, he has already memorized it backwards, and he has a clear understanding. He has his own way. He doesn't care about the eyes of the world. He walks alone for a lifetime, but in the blink of an eye, the only companionship is just a dream bubble.

But bubbles are so beautiful and alluring.

It was his momentary indulgence that she acquiesced in allowing her to join the army.

If he doesn't let her go, he doesn't know what he will do.

All worries are taken, just let go.

He let go, but he couldn't let go of it.

Dark clouds all over the sky rolled wildly, overwhelming the sky, and the momentum was raging, and there were bright and bright lights passing through the clouds.

The wind resounded through the streets and alleys.

Tan Moroga raised his eyes and looked at the dim sky, his sleeves were full of wind, and his robe sleeves were hunting.

She was so scared of Haidu Aling...he wanted her to go to Shacheng, she didn't ask much, and left calmly. The letter only said that it caused him trouble, thank him for his understanding.

A little bit of faint lights lit up in every corner of the palace and Lifang, the wind was raging, the dark clouds pressed the city, the thunder roared, layers of black clouds were enveloped, the ice-cold electric light danced wildly, and the lights of thousands of families were all dimmed.

Tamaragarh clenched his saber tightly and turned around in the howling wind.

A bluish-white lightning tore through the night sky, shining across the sky, as if a giant was hiding in the black cloud and brandishing a long knife, cutting through the entire sky.

The snow-white electric light shone on Tamaraga's face, reflecting his scarred face, and also reflecting the quiet waves of his eyes.

Bi Suo stood in front of him, looked at his deep blue eyes, and said: "King, the overall situation is set, I will guard the holy city..."

He arranged everything, but he didn't think about it for himself. Now, he should be self-willed once for himself.

Deafening thunder blasted in the air, roof tiles trembled, and the sky trembled.

Amid the rumbling thunder, Tamaraga quickly leaped down the long steps, flew on his horse, and the tall and tall figure that went away from the dust was lonely and lonely, as if to take the wind to return.

Bi Suo rushed down the stone steps, followed him with a few soldiers, and escorted him out of the city from the lane.

The army won, and there is no curfew in the city tonight. There was a burst of cheerful laughter behind the square wall. The thunder rolled, the cloud layer was lower and lower, and the soldiers on the tower seemed to be able to reach the black clouds as soon as they stretched out their hands.

A few fast Marley arrows generally galloped in the empty lanes, hoofs sounded like thunder, and wind-blown robe rustled.

Bi Suo waved the bronze talisman at the guards on the clamping wall, beckoning them to notify the guards of the tower to open the gate.

The soldiers on the wall held torches and ran back and forth, spreading the instructions to the city gate.

Suddenly, a faint light floated in front of them, and a fast horse rushed towards them, and immediately the knight dressed in the costume of a monk in the temple.

"The Regent, General!"

The monk galloped in front of the crowd, before waiting for the horse to stop, clasped his fists and said, "The princess has been waiting for a long time."

Bi Suo frowned, slowed down a little, and said, "Tell Princess Chima, I will see her again tomorrow."

The monk scratched his head and drove his horse to catch up with him: "The general, not Princess Chima...It is Princess Wen Zhao. The princess heard that the regent and the general came back and waited at the Wangsi Temple. Seeing that it was dark, the court was over. The regent and the general have not yet returned to the Wang Temple, the princess had to come..."

The sound of wind, thunder, horseshoes, electric lights flickering, and the lanes are as bright as daylight.

Behind several horses, Bi Suo chimed out, realizing what the monk had said, and slammed the reins, dumbfounded.

After a while, he slashed his mount fiercely and caught up with the Tamaraga at the front.

"The Regent—Princess Wen Zhao is in the Holy City!"

This roar was drowned in the thunder, and just when Bi Suo thought that Tamara Gha hadn't heard it, the tall figure suddenly stopped, and the horse neighed with its hoofs and stopped.

Tamara Gha turned his head, an electric light flashed in the night sky, his face was gloomy, like a Rakshasa, his blue eyes were filled with blood-like dark red, and his whole body overflowed with murderous aura.

Bi Suo's heart trembled, not knowing whether he was helping him or harming him, turned his head and asked the monk: "Where is the princess?"

The monk pointed at the direction he was coming from: "The princess is behind."

As soon as his voice fell, the sound of neat horseshoe pedaling came from the wind, the flames flickered, and a dozen soldiers gathered around a woman wrapped in a cloak slowly.

Lightning flashes and thunder, blue light one after another, light and shadow float, and the woman rides the horse slowly, as if stepping on electric light falling from the sky.

The atmosphere in the aisle is solemn.

Tamaraga held the reins in his hand, and stopped in the middle of the road, his figure still standing still, towering like a mountain.

The woman was unaware of the undercurrent surging around her, and she seemed very happy when she saw Tamaraga and her party. She hurried her horse away and greeted her. The wind blew off the cloak and hood on her head, revealing a brilliant face. A smooth, soft, shiny black hair was covered with a soft luster under the electric light, and it seemed to have a halo flowing.

She waved to Tamaraga, Yan Rushunhua: "General Su..."

With a loud bang, a jiao thunder exploded above everyone's heads.

A crackling sound suddenly sounded on the top of the sandwich wall, stratus clouds surged, raindrops slammed down, and a curtain of rain was opened between the sky and the earth.

The sound of rain became denser and denser, and the big raindrops rolled on the roof of the courtyard wall, splashing water everywhere.

The torch was extinguished by the rain, and the road was plunged into darkness.

Tamara Gya stood in the rain, letting the rain wash down his face, motionless.

Yaoying let out a cry, put on her hood, and drove her horse closer to Tamaraga.

He didn't say a word, his blue eyes stared at her, and the lightning of the sky reflected in his eyes.

Yaoying smiled at him: "I have been here for so long, and I rarely see rain here..."

While she was talking, she took off the cloth bag around her waist, and raised her hand to help Tan Moroga shelter from the rain.

"General, you must be hurt, don't get wet..."

The next moment, her breathing choked.

Tamara Gha suddenly leaned over and clasped her wrist tightly, her fingers hot.

Yaoying was stunned.

The rain was rushing, and he pulled her closer, Yaoying looked up at him, his hideous scar face getting closer and closer to her.

The thunder stopped, and the cold raindrops hit Yaoying's eyelids, and she trembled uncontrollably.

Tamaraga's eyes were drooping, holding her hand, raising her other hand, pulling away her long hair, pressing her palm with her neck, and embracing her in her arms.

He held her and slowly closed his eyes.

A few raindrops condensed on his eyelashes, trembling gently, and finally dripped from the tip of the eyelashes with a click.

Yaoying's forehead touched his chest, she was in a daze, and she couldn't recover for a long time. After a long time, she could feel her heart pounding.

His powerful arms were wrapped around her back, his heartbeat was steady and slow, and his body was as rigid as iron.

The sound of rain was torrential.

The soldiers in the lane stared at the two men dumbfounded.

The monk was shocked, and he was about to rush forward, when Bi Suo Yuguang swept over him, shook his head at him, and made a hissing gesture.

The rain poured down like a waterfall, trapping the two of them.

Bi Suo motioned all the soldiers to retreat.

All kindness will be impermanence and it is rare for a long time, and life is fearful, and life is at stake in the morning dew. Worry is born from love, and fear is born from love. If one is separated from the one who loves, there is no worry and no fear.

Obviously, Luo Jia already has weaknesses.

It doesn't help to mess up indiscriminately. It's better to let Luo Jia indulge himself before Princess Wen Zhao leaves.

The guards of the royal court retreated, and Yaoying's guards looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

First Mopido, then the regent of the royal court... The soldiers secretly said in their hearts that Alang will be furious.

The cold rain slid in from the neckline and dripped over the warm skin, making Yaoying tremble with the cold.

The arm wrapped around her shoulders immediately let go of her. She raised her head and looked at the Tamaraga who was close at hand. Her eyes were wide and she couldn't believe it. There was shock, confusion, confusion, and bewilderment in her eyes. .

It looked like she was shocked by lightning when she saw him eating clean meat for the first time.

Later, she would peek at him every time he had a meal.

Tamara Gaya let go of Yaoying, the blood redness in her eyes faded, and casually took the cloth bag tightly held in her hand, put on her hood and laced her.

The action was natural, as if he was just leaning over to take what was in her hand, and gave her a hug.

Yaoying was even more dazed, wondering if the hug just now was her own illusion.

"General?"

She called him softly.

Tamaraga looked away, his wet chin glowed with wet light: "An old injury happened just now, and I lost my state for a while, the princess forgive me."

The voice was dull and low.

Yaoying frowned slightly, trying to say something, Tamara Gya gently pinched the horse's belly, and drove the horse away.

She looked confused.

When he hugged her, she suddenly lost consciousness, and his heart was beating very fast, but he didn't even breathe a bit. The whole person was cold, and there was a murderous look on his body. It was completely different from the tension and enthusiasm of Mopido holding her, and he was merciless. The feeling of surging.

Yaoying was in the rain for a while, tightening her cloak, and following him.

The rain was getting heavier, and the group went back to the Wang Temple in silence. They were all wet and went back to their rooms to change their clothes.

Bi Suo first sent Yaoying back to where she lived, and told the servants to remember to send charcoal fire and anti-wind and cold decoction before going to see Tamaraga.

As soon as I walked out of the promenade, I saw a black shadow standing in front of the stone steps, drenched all over, bloodshot in his blue eyes, and a touch of red between his eyebrows.

"Why is she in the holy city?"

He retracted his gaze, turned and walked into the corridor, and asked softly.

It seemed to be asking Bi Suo, and it seemed to be asking himself.

Why didn't she go?

Bi Suo followed him and smiled, "Wang, I can't guess Princess Wen Zhao's thoughts, you should ask the princess face to face."

Tamara Gha kept silent, and walked on, but suddenly stopped, frowning.

Bi Suo was taken aback, the secret path was not good, and he quickly rushed forward.

Tamara Gha snorted, and vomited a mouthful of blood, a few strands of blood spilled, and the skirt of his clothes suddenly became red.

"Regent…"

Bi Suo looked at him, worried and relieved.

From the moment Li Yaoying left, Luo Jia has been straining his heartstrings, tolerating restraint, and showing no abnormalities, but this bruise has been congested in his chest. The longer the time, the greater the damage. Now he sees her safe and sound, and finally feels relieved. , Spit out this bruise.

Tamara Gya looked indifferent, wiped off the bloodshot eyes, and closed his eyes.

"nothing."

He spoke indifferently, took a few steps, staggered, and fell to the ground.

Bi Suo's face changed drastically, and he rushed forward and lifted up Tamaraga. He closed his eyes tightly and lost consciousness.

How can it be okay? He obviously has something.

Bi Suo called Bamiir, sent the sleeping Tamara Gha back to the secret room, and changed his soaked clothes.

He was as hot as a fire, stiff and unconscious.

Bi Suo fed him a few pills of elixirs and poured a few bowls of soothing decoctions. He still had a high fever and was confused.

The well-informed doctor rushed over for diagnosis and treatment overnight, shaking his head and sighing: "It's not that the exercises have occurred, and there is no sign of madness."

Bi Suo was extremely anxious: "What's the reason for that?"

The healer said: "The king may be too tired...he is busy with official duties, and on the battlefield he must always be careful to deal with it. He is exhausted and he uses the exercises. The body cannot bear it. It may also be due to the depression in the heart during this period of time. Relief has caused old symptoms."

"How to cure?"

The healer frowned: "The king must stop using the exercises first and take a decoction to recuperate. These days, he must take a good rest and keep his mood comfortable..."

Bi Suo asked the healer to decoct the medicine himself, stared at Tamaraga for a while, and called Bamier.

"You go ask Princess Wen Zhao."

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"All kindness will take a long time to impermanence..." The whole sentence quoted the Buddhist scriptures.