Snowflakes were flying, as if they had shattered the clouds in the sky and threw them down.

There was a snow-white, silver, gray and white between the world, and all kinds of whites seemed to have disappeared among the flying snowflakes.

The cavalry of the brigade was struggling along the route that had been surveyed in the sky, advancing along the river. The war horses were spitting white air and sniffing loudly. People were like monsters, rippling a burst of white smoke rose from the thread cloth covering their mouths and noses.

Apart from the creaking sound of snow and the sound of brushing and dragging, there was basically no one in the entire queue, and it seemed that all the strength was left to fight against the wind and snow.

At the beginning, some people would curse Fengxue from time to time, but as time went by, many people knew that God could not hear what the human beings were calling like ants, so they shut up, at least they could maintain their strength and prevent Fengxue from being stuffed into their mouths.

Zhao Yun is basically in front of the entire queue. On the one hand, he has to look at the direction and on the other hand, he also needs to observe the movements around him. Although in such weather, he will basically not encounter any Xianbei people, out of caution, Zhao Yun still does not relax and is tall and straight, which makes people feel a sense of security when they see it.

Like other soldiers, Zhao Yun covered his mouth, nose and eyes with a thick black veil. In the black veil, his eyes were still calm and sharp, and nothing seemed to disturb his thoughts.

Although he made a lot of preparations and even had early exploration, when he really walked, he still felt that it was not like a marching, but rather like fighting against the world and fighting against the wind and snow. However, Zhao Yun also had a little insight in his heart. If he could really succeed this time, then every step forward now would be a huge growth for himself and for all the soldiers behind him. This growth will penetrate into the depths of everyone's soul, settle into courage, and transform into combat power.

Sima Yi rode his horse from behind and chased him in front. Although it was in the wind and snow, he still had no less etiquette. He first bowed his hand on the horse, and then said in a muffled voice behind the black veil: "General, the wind and snow are getting heavier now. Should I find a place to camp and hide?"

Fortunately, I walked along the river, otherwise such visibility would likely lead to deviating from the direction and getting lost. If I really lost my direction in the desert, the consequences would be unimaginable...

Over the years, there has been only one man, but only one. Li Guang can not only get lost in the desert, but also more interestingly, he can still walk back after getting lost...

Zhao Yun looked back.

Because of the wind and snow, the speed of traveling is not fast. This is still the case when most of the supplies are transported by sleds. If it is like before, relying on war horses and manpower, it is simply unimaginable. Even so, moving in the wind and snow still consumes a lot of money. Even the left ear guards who were originally the most broken-mouthed are now breathing, like an old cow.

"How strong Zhongda has? Can you hold on?" Zhao Yun looked at Sima Yi and asked with some concern. At first, when Sima Yi first came, Zhao Yun actually did not take Sima Yi seriously. As for the identity of the Sima family in Wen County, it was even more unrelated to Zhao Yun, but as time went by, Zhao Yun's feelings about Sima Yi gradually changed.

This is a smart person who can endure hardships and is willing to endure hardships.

Many smart people, or smart people, most of the impression they leave on others is how to reasonably and legally cheat and give them hard work to others, and do it easily and easily by themselves. However, no one will like such smart people, and even if these smart people become leaders or leaders one day, they will not like people like this.

Sima Yi is smart, but he has not shown any sloppy, at least, not yet.

Originally, Sima Yi was just riding skills, but during these times, Zhao Yun could see that Sima Yi was making progress little by little. Now he could let go of his hands, and was moving on the horse's back as a veteran riding skill.

Sima Yi bowed and said, "Thank you for your care, the general is still in good health..." This is not because Sima Yi was holding on, but because Sima Yi had been in Pingyang for a long time, and it happened to be when Sima Yi was about to grow up. Pingyang's abundant food, especially meat, and Sima Yi himself was not short of money, eventually made Sima Yi stronger and more endurance than in history. After this period of baptism of wind and frost, it was like a long sword gradually opening its edge, revealing its sharp light.

Zhao Yun's eyes seemed to have a smile: "Then let's go ahead for a while!"

Sima Yi was stunned, and then understood and bowed helplessly: "Abide by the order!" Zhao Yun treated Sima Yi as a threshold valve...

Since "white scholars" like Sima Yi can still have the energy, let alone other rough soldiers from the Northland.

Sima Yi shook his head slightly, grabbed the war horse, and prepared to return to his original position.

Although it was cold in the wind and snow, Sima Yi was still hot in his heart. He knew that the significance of such action at the moment was not only aimed at the Xianbei, but also a drastic change in the war pattern of the entire Han Dynasty.

It is the original common sense to not move troops in winter. Now this common sense has been broken by General Cavalry and Zhao Yun, so even if this trip was not able to truly find the royal court where Ke Bineng was, they had succeeded!

When there is an army that can move freely in winter, whether for the Xianbei or for other aspects, it is as frightening as a giant sword hanging above the head.

Snow is flying all over the sky.

Sima Yi looked up at the head, and the snowflakes fell gently on his face, but they could not soothe the surging mood in his heart...

Suddenly, three scouts brought the hazy scenery in the distance with the broken jade that had come along, and suddenly burst out a hole in the hazy scenery in the distance!

There seemed to be some sound, and there was no sound at all. Sima Yi suddenly heard his heart, and the slightest scent of blood began to spread in the army, causing Sima Yi to stand up with aroused hair on his body. He suddenly turned around and found that the soldiers around him who were originally listless with their heads down, like a listless beast, opened their eyes like ferocious beasts at this moment, and showed a bloodthirsty smile!

…(╬￣Dish￣)…

The snow stopped and the surroundings were pure white.

Suddenly, a human head flew up in the air, bringing out a cavity of blood, burning the white snow, which was so bright that it was shockingly bright, destroying the overall purity.

Zhao Yun led his soldiers and pierced the defenseless Xianbei tribe with just one charge. The Xianbei people who were struggling with the wind and snow had never expected that anyone would come out of the wind and snow, let alone organized resistance, and they almost had no power to fight back and were completely suppressed.

Some Xianbei people ran out of the tents with shouts, some raised their bows and shot, while others held spears to block and kill. However, the scattered attacks did not form a joint force, and the hussar soldiers and soldiers were very sharp, and ordinary attacks could not cause much damage.

Except for the few unlucky people, I don’t know if the war horse was tripped or hit, and fell off the horse. However, what’s interesting is that if these unlucky people were in normal weather, they would probably not die or be half-dead, but now there is a layer of thick snow on the ground. After planting, most of them are still staggering and able to stand up again...

Zhao Yun kicked the war horse lightly and rushed away in front of the rebellious Xianbei crowd. His spear rolled up, as if even the remaining snow on the snow was driven up, roaring in the cold air, and immediately swept down the three Xianbei people and knocked away a Xianbei man in front of him!

Another Xianbei shouted and ran towards Zhao Yun. Before he could stab the spear in his hand, Zhao Yun shot it hard, and it was thrust heavily between his waist and ribs. Through the leather robe, he saw that a piece of Xianbei had obviously collapsed between his waist and ribs. His feet were off the ground and fell to one side. He vomited blood and some fine pieces of flesh and blood.

Blood spurted into the air and then fell on the snow surface, corroding the originally flat surface one by one, and the heat was only halfway up, and then it was frozen, forming a blood-red ice surface, reflecting the terrifying cold light in the hands of the Han cavalry.

After Zhao Yun defeated the small-scale resistance of the Xianbei people, he pulled out the reins of the war horse to restore his strength. The soldiers following Zhao Yun were naturally divided into two parts, like evil dragons on the left and right, surpassing Zhao Yun, and roaring to both sides of the Xianbei camp!

One side is elite soldiers and horses, strong armor and sudden attacks, while the other side is unprepared and does not have good armor and weapons. The victory and defeat of both sides has become a foregone conclusion, but it is just a matter of time.

Sima Yi stood behind with a sword in his hand, wondering if he could rush up and catch two kills and one kill, but his rationality still allowed him to control the reins. After all, it seemed that others were doing it very easily, but it might not be easy for him to do it. Although he is still adept at riding, there is still some difference between these Hussar soldiers who are on horseback and on the flat ground.

The guards beside Sima Yi seemed to have noticed Sima Yi's impulsive thoughts, so they dissuaded: "Young master, it's better to be here... If you really itchy, you'll catch two Xianbei dogs at that time..."

Sima Yi pondered for a moment, shook his head, looked at the battlefield again, and said, "No need. I just wanted to take action just in case..." Although it was somewhat of a shattering the idea of ​​being unparalleled in the battlefield, Sima Yi was still important to be able to distinguish between those. As for letting the guards tied up the Xianbei people to satisfy his desire to kill, forget it, he would not have fallen to such a level.

The Xianbei people were obviously in chaos and horror. Some people were resisting, some were waving sadly, and some even knelt down in the snow and buried their heads on the ground...

It's a bit pitiful and a bit a pity, but it's all you can blame for being born in the wrong place.

If you have the next life, remember to be a Han Chinese.

"Don't pay attention to those who send people to patrol around the country! If there is a horse driving, shoot and kill the horse first!" Sima Yi turned his head and ordered. In this kind of weather, if there is no help from war horses and no supplies or equipment, even if you escape, you will not be able to run to the next Xianbei camp!

The soldiers behind him took the order, whistled, took twenty or thirty people and rushed up to both sides of the camp.

The battle in the Xianbei camp was approaching its end. As the leader of the Xianbei camp was knocked down, the resistance of the entire Xianbei camp completely collapsed and disappeared, leaving only a wailing place.

Zhao Yun sat on the horse's back, looking at the Xianbei leader who was coughing up blood, and said, "You can't survive... But you still have subordinates from the tribe, and these old, weak, women and children... After that, where is the next camp? If you tell me honestly, after finding the next camp, all your old and young can survive... How about it? The Xianbei words I learned are OK, right?"

"Han Dog..." The Xianbei leader seemed to have suffered a crowd-incidence from his chest and abdomen, and blood kept oozing out of his mouth and nose, but he still did not scream and felt ache. He just stared at Zhao Yun, coughed several times before continuing, "Ahem... who are you?"

"Sir, Changshan, Zhao Zilong." Zhao Yun said, "You don't have much time... I'll give you a good time when you say it honestly! If the old and young people in your tribe can find the location of the next tribe, I promise that they can still survive! If you can't find it... Haha... But if you don't want to say it, it doesn't matter, because we know the general direction! It depends on whether you want the people in your tribe to survive... and then!"

"Cough cough..." The Xianbei leader coughed up some solidified blood clots and gasped, "Han Gou... Haha, cough cough, are you going to the next camp... Facing the direction of the sun rising, go to the left by about an arm, two and a half days away... Go, go to death..."

The Xianbei leader mumbled and coughed out the subsequent curse mixed with blood.

After saying that, the Xianbei leader closed his eyes and waited for death, and did not say that Zhao Yun would make an oath, because normal people know that oath itself is used to break. When they are against each other, they still believe the other party's oath. It is so stupid that they are not even as good as a pig.

Zhao Yun nodded, got off his horse and walked forward, walked to the Xianbei leader, then pulled the Xianbei leader up and sat up, pressed it on his shoulder, nodded slightly and signaled to the Xianbei leader, then pulled out the sword from his waist and slashed it down with one knife!

The heads flew up, and the headless body rolled into the snow, dyeing it red.
Chapter completed!