Beizhangyuan.

The cold wind howled.

Five thousand cavalry galloped past, causing dust and sand to fly, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

After attacking the royal court of the Baidi tribe at night, Luo Xiao and Han Cheng led their army quickly southward towards the Central Plains.

The lone army penetrated eight tribes in Mobei. Since the battle, nearly half of the 10,000 cavalry have been lost, and all the soldiers are exhausted.

A general will die in a hundred battles, and a strong man will return in ten years.

As long as you go to the battlefield, no one can guarantee that you will come back alive, not the generals, nor the ordinary soldiers.

Four realm masters like Li Ziye, Luo Xiao, and Han Cheng will also have to face the enemy's martial arts masters on the battlefield. No one knows whether they will live or die.

"Finally back!"

After crossing Beizhangyuan, in front of the army, Luo Xiao looked at the familiar Dashang territory in front of him and sighed, "That place in Mobei is really not a place for people to stay."

Not to mention it was cold, but the food was not good.

"The Marquis hasn't caught up with me yet."

On the side, Han Cheng turned back and said solemnly.

"Don't worry."

Luo Xiao took out a piece of dried meat from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth. While eating, he said, "The person who can leave Mr. Hou behind in this world has not yet been born."

"That's right."

Han Cheng withdrew his gaze, nodded and said, "Let's continue on our way. After the Marquis escapes from danger, he will meet us."

After saying that, the two men led the army and continued to move forward, striving to return to the DPRK as soon as possible.

Soon, the five thousand cavalry moved away and disappeared at the end of the wilderness.

Just when Luo Xiao and Han Cheng led their troops back to the Central Plains.

In front of Beizhangyuan, two figures, a man and a dog, stepped forward.

There is also a tiny little girl on the dog's back.

"If you go beyond Beizhangyuan, you will reach the Central Plains."

Li Ziye looked at the wasteland in front of him and said.

As the white wolf headed north, Nan'er stared with big eyes and asked curiously, "Is the Central Plains like the grassland, full of cattle and sheep?"

"no."

Li Ziye shook his head and replied, "The Central Plains are mainly based on farming. Although cattle and sheep are also common, they are not as numerous as in Mobei."

"My mother said that the Central Plains is full of big houses."

Nan'er said curiously, "Is it true?"

"real."

Li Ziye nodded and responded, "There are many beautiful big houses in the Central Plains. You will be able to see them when we arrive."

"I'm hungry." Nan'er said again.

"After passing Beizhangyuan, we will stop and rest." Li Ziye responded.

On the way, the two of them chatted casually, with children's minds jumping around and asking questions about this and that. Li Ziye was not bored and responded patiently.

After getting along for a long time, Nan'er's hostility towards Li Ziye has been significantly reduced. After all, she is just a little girl who has just turned ten, and she cannot tolerate too much hatred in her heart.

The two of them crossed Beizhangyuan and stopped for a rest. Now that the white-eyed wolf king existed, the menial work of catching prey naturally did not need to be done by Li Ziye himself.

As the sun set, in front of the bonfire, Li Ziye roasted the wild boar while thinking about the follow-up arrangements.

When he returns to the court this time, there will definitely be endless debates about whether he should be granted the title of king. Whether he should be granted the title or not is only a matter of the Shang Emperor's thoughts.

Although this matter is important, it is not that important.

He was more concerned about Prince Wen's collusion with the demon clan.

This person has never been involved in court affairs and behaves very low-key. Why is he colluding with the demon clan?

Could it be that like the eldest prince, it is also for the regeneration ability of the demon clan?

It is true that Prince Wen has been frail and sickly since he was a child.

In addition, why do the demon clan of the Wenqin Dynasty want those things?

While thinking, Li Ziye saw that the wild boar had been roasted, so he cut off a pig leg with the fish intestine sword and handed it to the little girl next to him.

Nan'er looked at the big pork leg handed over by the former, couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said, "It's too big, I can't finish it."

Li Ziye came back to his senses, smiled apologetically, cut the pig leg open, and handed over the smaller piece.

Nan'er took the cut roast pork leg and ate it happily.

"Ouch."

Next to the two of them, the white wolf barked, indicating that it wanted to eat too.

Li Ziye kept the fattest and largest pig leg for himself, and then threw most of the remaining roasted wild boar to the big wolfdog in front of him.

"Ouch."

The white wolf thanked him politely, then lowered his head and ate fiercely.

In the sky, the sun sets and darkness comes.

After dinner, the two of them and the dog did not choose to rest, but continued on their way.

Of course, as a child, Nan'er, who needed more sleep to grow taller, lay on the white-eyed wolf king's back and fell asleep beautifully.

The night is getting deeper and the bright moon is moving westward.

Li Ziye, the white wolf was walking faster and faster. In the wilderness, two figures flickered and quickly disappeared at the end of the night.

Dawn, when the first ray of morning light falls on the earth.

In the military camp of Dashang's cavalry, the army broke out and prepared to set off.

At this time, in the distance, two figures, a man and a dog, were walking toward the rising sun.

"Master Hou!"

Luo Xiao and Han Cheng were shocked when they saw the person coming.

With everyone watching, Li Ziye walked by, glanced at the two of them, and said calmly, "Let's go back to the capital."

"yes!"

Luo Xiao, Han Cheng reacted and immediately saluted respectfully.

The army then set off and returned the same way it came.

at the same time.

From the capital city of Great Shang, a galloping horse galloped in and rushed into the city.

"Reported that the Buyi Marquis returned to the court with a large army, captured 417 members of the eight royal families, and beheaded 18,000 people."

The good news reached the great merchant capital, and the whole court was shocked.

Previously, when the Buyi Hou was in the northern border, he had defeated a large number with a small number and completely annihilated Tantai Zhen's 20,000 soldiers and horses. Now, the lone army penetrated eight tribes in Mobei and actually created such a brilliant record.

With 10,000 cavalry, they killed 38,000 enemies in total and captured nearly 500 members of the royal family from eight tribes in Mobei. It was a great achievement in battle.

More importantly, Buyihou's 10,000 cavalry, while killing the enemy, also restrained a large number of troops from the eight tribes in Mobei, indirectly helping King Zhongwu and the Eleventh Prince break out of Shaoguan City.

then.

In the court, the debate about whether the Buyihou could be crowned king arose again.

Obviously, this time, there were many more opinions supporting Buyi Hou becoming king than last time.

However, there are still many people who oppose it.

Conferring commoners as kings is destined to touch the interests of many people, so it is not surprising that some people are opposed to it.

Five days later.

In front of the great commercial capital.

With clanking horseshoes, the army returns in triumph.

At the North City Gate, Li Ziye led Luo Xiao, Han Cheng and some personal guards into the city.

Along the street, people greeted each other and it was very lively.

"It's brother!"
Chapter completed!