Siberia is stormy and stormy.

In the whistling wind, sharp whistles resounded through the entire snow and ice.

"On there." A scout stepped on the skis and supported the snow pole in the hospital and debated carefully. After confirming that what he heard was a whistle and called his companion ecstatically: "There are still people living and people living! They are still waiting for us and they are still alive..."

The two scouts frantically supported the ski poles and rushed to the place where the whistle sounded.

After searching day by day, it was the first time that existing people survived. In the searches a few days ago, there were almost every 100 miles, two left-behind open-lane soldiers who could not wait for the arrival of the army and all froze to death in this crazy and violent ice and snow. Almost every group of scouts supported by the wooden stakes or spears were carved with fifty or sixty scratches, proving that every group of people had persisted for fifty or sixty days these days.

They persisted far away and went beyond the time they waited but still couldn't wait for the arrival of the army.

Because the desertion and operations of Tuyuhun soldiers were delayed.

Later, there were several loud storms of wind and snow attacks. The soldiers suffered frostbite and snow blindness. The army marched like an ants climbing, and then arrived in Siberia by a month a month later than the original estimate. If they marched in time, I believe that these left-behind soldiers would not suffer any damage. Each group of them persevered to the end of their lives. Under the crazy attack of the Siberian cold current, they persisted for fifty or sixty days.

This is the first time that there are still people blew whistles in the wind and snow to signal the army behind.

The whistling wind was soaring that I couldn't see clearly dozens of feet away. When the two scouts rushed for a while, the sound of the whistle stopped and it seemed like an illusion.

A young scout took out the whistle from his chest and gasped and put it on his mouth to blew it with all his strength.

The sharp sound of the whistle resounded throughout the ice and snow...

The whistle sounded still without echoing.

When the two scouts were almost desperate and almost crazy, a whistle suddenly sounded and behind them. Then, two scouts blew whistles and flew skiing in the distance. They hurried over. A tall and thin scout took off the windshield veil and blew white air and asked, "What's the matter?"

"There are still people in front of living people nearby and some people are alive. I just heard their whistle..." The young scout in front of him shouted with tears in his eyes, "It's not your whistle, and some people are nearby and some people are in front of him. I don't know where we heard the whistle just now, and they must be still alive!"

Just as the little scout was speaking, a whistle sounded. Although it seemed a little unsatisfied and a little unpleasant, the four scouts finally heard the four people ecstatically and looked at the slightly higher scout. He pointed at the distance of the storm and shouted: "In the distance of the storm, they didn't hear our whistle just now, but just stopped to rest. Maybe far away, we heard only the residual sound from the north wind..."

The four scouts skied wildly and walked in against the wind. The little scout was blowing the whistle as he tried his best. I hope the two left-behind soldiers would hear the response and persevere until the end.

After walking about two or three miles, they saw a small hill in front of them with a blood-red flag on it.

The flag was burning like fire in the snowstorm.

The mighty dragon head in the middle was about to rush into the sky with the strong wind.

Two people under the banner sat on the flag, sitting on the whole body covered with snow, wind and snow, and the other half covered with flags. His body was standing with ropes tied to the flagpole and a thick wooden pillar. His eyes were covered with black cloth and biting the whistle in the wind, blew over and over again.

The four scouts were so excited that they burst into tears. They were so moved.

Unexpectedly, there were still people who persisted until this moment. They were still alive. They were worthy of being the pioneers of the Chinese army. They were worthy of being the soldiers of the Chinese army. As long as there were flags, there were flags, as long as there were people. During the waiting period of more than two months, they were the first left-behind soldiers waiting for reinforcements.

"Brothers, we are here..." Gaoshou shouted that he threw away the ski pole and rushed towards the soldier tied to the flagpole.

"I... heard your whistle... I'm very happy... Please salute the military flag first. I want to pass it on to you!" The blindfolded soldier tied to the flagpole began to speak a little unclearly, but the more he spoke, the more he became louder and louder he could be.

"Yes." The four scouts quickly calmed down and stood attentively saluted.

"The Chinese military flag cannot fall at any time. You vow to protect it with your life!" The blindfolded soldier shouted.

"Yes." The four scouts roared and cried out on their faces.

"Very good." The blindfolded soldier suddenly drew his sword and raised it above his head and said, "I'll entrust my duties to you! I can rest..."

More than a dozen scouts knelt on the ground, Qin Shubao, Shan Xiongxin, Fu Qian and Xing Mofei were staring blankly as the four scouts walked back step by step with two left-behind soldiers holding blood-red Chinese military flags on their backs.

All the soldiers surrounding them stood silently in shock.

A general from Pegasus ranch rushed out and beat the tall and thin scout who was returning empty-handed and punched him and roared: "Why? Why did he commit suicide? He is our brother and he is our best soldier! If he can't leave, we will carry him to the Black Sea, and we will carry him to the Black Sea. How do you become the captain? How do you become the scout?"

"He is the Chinese Army... He can't do without him... But his companions... He can't do without him... He wants to stay with his companions..." The tall and thin scout got up and knelt on the ground and burst into tears and said in tears.

"Give me the flag." Shan Xiongxin roared: "I will bring the flag dyed with their blood back to the young master and bring it back to the other soldiers in China. Take it back to the people of the Chinese army to see that our soldiers of the Western Expedition Army are full of passionate soldiers. Their blood is as red as fire!"

"Create them together to go on the road." Qin Shubao shouted: "Order the entire army to pay tribute."

Changan Polo Stadium.

In one game, Chiha's unpopular prince saw Li Tang tied with the Chinese army's polo team in a five-to-five tie, and couldn't help but stared at the previous Hu envoy and shouted: "Where is the horse king? Where is the horse king of the Chinese army? Can their skills be compared with our invincible Persian polo team?"

(bsp;"Prince." Meniey came in and said, "They sent ordinary soldiers and horses today, not the best ones."

"Li Tang is not the best. Their King of Qi Li Yuanji, Li Shentong, Li Nantian, etc. have no end." The strongest old man said in a deep voice: "They were determined to play a peaceful match and didn't do their best. But the cooperation of these most ordinary soldiers in the Chinese army is far better than that of Li Tang and those polo players. If Li Tang had not been allowed to make two moves later, how could Li Tang be tied?"

"The prince of Zeneki is just want to know if they have a horse king or not, if there is a better BMW than our Persian Empire!" Hammi respected the old man named Zeneki and tried to calm down his voice as much as possible.

"Those horses should not be the king of horses, so they are very strange." Grand Duke Zeneki pondered: "It's not obvious yet, but it should be much better than the horses who ended just now."

"Our BMW is much better than the horses just now!" Ha Wumei saw that the Chinese army had been so confident and recovered.

"But if we can't defeat the prince's territory, I'm afraid..." Hu Zhi inserted carefully and said.

"That's just nominally, can Xu Ziling, the Chinese Army, come to Persia to inspect? Can he take over the prince's territory?" Prince Ha Wumei snorted: "What's annoying is that if you really want to write something on Chang'an Street, you must use the relationship between the two countries to let Li Tang remove it!"

"In terms of our trade relationship with Li Tang, King Li Tang would not really carve something bad on it." Mei Neiyi shook her head because she was not worried.

"Maybe we will win." Ha Wumei laughed and said, "If this prince wins, go to Luoyang. He humiliates them and asks them to return to Persia and then make the entire Persian Empire envy the prince's majesty."

"The prince might as well bring those two Tubo masters to the court to combine them with more combat power." Hu Zhi carefully suggested that he thought that the prince of Ha Mei would kick him with one kick and was ready to kick him in his butt. Who knew that the prince of Ha Mei's eyes flashed and nodded in agreement, which surprised Hu Zhi for a long time.

The lowest secret room of Chang'an Yang Gong's treasure house.

Xu Ziling put Xiang Dongqing in a daze on the bed and pointed her with her handprints.

Shi Fei stood behind with a little blushing, and she saw Xu Ziling not at all concerned that Xiang Dongqing was a girl, and she could point her fingers on the left and right sides of Xiang Dongqing's Tianling Seal Hall, Juque Danzhong on the chest on the breasts of the sun, and even the breast roots and Dantian on the lower abdomen. Although she knew that this was saving people, she couldn't help feeling embarrassed when she saw a man acting like this on a girl.

No wonder Xu Ziling said before that it was better to close the door and not be able to see clearly.

A large amount of demonic energy emerged from Xiang Dongqing's body, and black energy faintly oozed out, making her whole body a little terrifying.

Xu Ziling stretched out one hand and carried some faint colorful light and gently pressed it on Xiang Dongqing's heavenly spirit. The other hand condensed the demonic energy and then put it away.

"If you feel uncomfortable, use true qi to protect your body." Xu Ziling exclaimed his breath and said with a little caution: "Her demonic energy is very sufficient. It takes a long time. I can't be distracted and dispersed more true qi, so I won't raise the immortal power field to protect you."

"Be careful..." Shi Fei nodded but told Xu Ziling to be careful.

"If you feel embarrassed, close your eyes." Xu Ziling covered a ribbon on his eyes. Then the aura on his body changed and instantly rushed towards Dongqing's demonic energy, like a river draining into a dam. His other hand was pressed against Xiang Dongqing's lower abdomen. The demonic energy appeared violently and tore Xiang Dongqing's clothes into ashes. Xiang Dongqing's delicate and jade-like body appeared in front of Shi Feixuan's eyes.

Before Shi Feixuan could feel embarrassed, she found Xiang Dongqing's body torn apart, and the skin was cracking and bleeding, as if it was about to burst.

The colorful light on Xu Ziling's body then turned and condensed his hands to nourish Dongqing's Tianling and Dantian.

The torn bloody mouth slowly healed, but more places were bursting, but they slowly healed under those colorful lights.
Chapter completed!