MTL - Harue Kagetsu-Chapter 149

"From now on, the rest of the concubine's life will be entrusted to the prince."

Without any preparation, the words written on Su Jian jumped into Li Mu's eyes.

The paper has been wet with rain, and the outer edge of Zhang Li's font is blurred, and the ink marks at the end of several strokes are slowly smudged along the delicate texture of the letter paper, which is like a beauty's hair.

Li Mu's eyes were firmly fixed on Nian's words, unable to move away, and his heart jumped suddenly.

How could he forget what she had said to him a long time ago, on the wedding night when he first married her. It was a confession and a solemn entrustment. He will not forget, never will.

On the back of the letterhead, there seems to be a column of words.

He turned over.

"I love it in my heart, but it doesn't matter. I hide it in the center, and when will I forget it."

Li Mu stared at the letter from her for a long time, looking over and over.

Gradually, his chest was filled with a kind of unfamiliar and exciting emotion that had never been seen before.

All along, he thought that those would just be the past buried deep in his heart that can only be borne by him. How could he have imagined that today would pass through her pen again, so unexpectedly, sent to him.

In an instant, he understood her letter.

She was clearly telling him that she already knew everything about him. Not only his present, but also the dark past and memories that had been completely buried.

She was looking forward to his return so that she could tell him her deep thoughts and love for him.

Li Mu wondered how she knew. Those past, even he himself no longer want to recall, how could he bear to let her know?

In his whole life, from the first day he married her, even if he was still unsolved at that time, he never thought of letting her know.

He would never mention it in front of her.

In this lifetime, he was already satisfied to have her by his side, and he did not want to let the **** past cause her unnecessary troubles.

However, she still knew after all.

At this moment, Li Mu felt that his heart was completely fulfilled.

It was like the self who was chasing in the clouds, walking without Xi, walking alone, and suddenly she was chased up from behind, holding both hands, and the two hearts were close to each other, and there was no longer a half-point gap.

At this moment, in his heart, there is only deep unbearable and incomparable gratitude.

How God loves him so much, in this life, let him get a wife like this. What more does Li Mufu ask for?

If his beloved wife knew the choice he was facing tonight, what would she do?

Li Mu's throat was blocked, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

He carefully wiped off the residual water on the letterhead with his sleeve, wrapped it in oiled paper, and hid it on his hot chest, closed his eyes, turned around, and strode out of the tent.

Under the wrapping of the night wind, the rain ravaged the world.

The water of the Jianhe flows turbulently against the Gangyuan under the feet.

Li Mu faced his generals and soldiers, pressed the sword with one hand, stood in the wind and rain, his figure was like a rock, and under the eyes of the pair of loyal and trusting eyes on the opposite side, he said loudly: "If humanity is no more , what will be the way of heaven? The so-called Yingtian army, should act according to heaven. The time of Yingtian is today!"

"You wait for the warriors, send your troops immediately, and follow me to take the Kanglong Pass!"

His voice was firm and powerful, piercing the wind and rain, and transmitted far away.

"The last will swear to follow, invincible!"

Following the loud and tidy responses of the dozen or so lieutenants, the voices of responses rose from all directions of the barracks, and echoed on this high hill with the wind and rain.

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The geography of Kanglong Pass is extremely special. Not only is it located in the middle of the cliff, but there is also Luoshui in front of the pass. The river flows eastward against the plateau wall. In the middle of the river bank and the pass, there is only a narrow path. There are thousands of troops, and in such a place, it is impossible to set up a battle.

Inside the gate, although it is steep and narrow, the gate can only accommodate up to 5,000 soldiers.

But with these 5,000 defenders, it was enough for guarding the gate. It is not easy for the incoming party to cross the river to reach the pass. Even if it succeeds, the tower is towering and sturdy, and the defenders are standing high to fight. It is as difficult as going to the sky to take an effective offensive, and since ancient times, there has been a saying that "one husband is in charge, ten thousand people do not open it", which is really prohibitive.

Li Mu naturally knew this truth.

The moment he made his decision, he did not prepare for a large army to attack.

To take Kanglongguan, the soldiers are in the essence, not in the number.

When he learned that he had decided to lead 3,000 people who dared to die with him to turn around to attack Kanglong Pass, and ordered the rest of the troops to be dispatched to Hongnong as soon as possible according to the original arrangement, the whole camp was boiling, and the soldiers and soldiers were enthusiastic, and they scrambled to ask the military Chinese to represent them. Write a suicide note to the family, requesting to follow Da Sima to seize the pass. Several soldiers belonging to different battalions could not compete, and finally had to cast lots to decide.

Li Mu led 1,000 elite soldiers from the military battalion, together with 2,000 other chosen men and horses who dared to die, carrying only enough dry food for five days. Before the rain stopped, before dawn, under the guidance of the guide, he turned around overnight and set foot on the road to Shangjin. road.

The reason why he only brought rations for five days was because Wang Wu, based on his experience, judged that the estuary of Shangjin could only last for so few days at most. If it is not possible to reach Kaiyan to release the water as scheduled, it will be a torrent waiting for this army to end up.

That night, the light cavalry army arrived at Xin'an.

After days of heavy rain, it finally stopped. The road was still extremely muddy, and the river overflowed, flooding the low-lying fields on both sides.

The flood may come at any time, and the Beiyan army has already withdrawn from Xin'an. The news also spread. On the road, from the direction of Luoyang, countless people who heard the news came, dragging their children and daughters, escaping the city, and walking on the road, the queue was so long that neither the head nor the tail could be seen. A place where you can temporarily take refuge.

In the distance, at the end of the road, a light cavalry army gradually appeared, galloping towards the direction they fled behind.

Passers-by all stopped and looked at this strange army coming in the opposite direction. Under the leadership of the stern general in front, it appeared in the line of sight, and his eyes were blank.

"It's Ying Tianjun!"

Someone recognized the service and blurted out shouting.

There was a commotion in the team.

I don't know who passed the news first. The general who led the light cavalry army in the direction of Shangjinkou in front of Dao Fang was Li Mu, a native of the Southern Dynasty.

"Big Sima Li Mu is here!"

"The person at the front just now is him!"

One ten, ten, one hundred, the news disappeared, and quickly spread throughout this long escape route, and the flames of hope were rekindled in the eyes that had only been left with despair and numbness. Everyone knelt on the side of the road and kowtowed to the army that was passing in front of them.

"Xianbei people are going to drown Luoyang! I beg Da Sima to save us!"

The sound of pleading and pleading mixed with the crying of children, one after another on the side of the road.

The cavalry queue didn't make any stop, the wind swept past them like the wind, the horses' hooves flew, splashing little bits of mud, and under everyone's attention, they quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

…

The next day, Yao Gui, who was in charge of guarding the Kanglong Pass, received news that Li Mu led a light cavalry army of no more than 3,000 people and rushed towards here.

His first reaction was surprise.

Although Murong Ti has already made an assertion, from the bottom of his heart, he doesn't quite agree with Murong Ti's judgment.

In his opinion, as long as Da Shui can stop Li Mu from chasing the Beiyan army and give them a chance to regroup, they will have achieved their goal.

He didn't expect that under such circumstances, this Southern Dynasty man did not retreat, but actually came.

Li Mu's battle name was like thunder, and his first reaction when he heard the news was nervousness. But when he learned that he had brought only 3,000 troops, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and laughed.

The Guanlou of Kanglongguan is three stories high, stacked on top of each other, and the walls are towering. It is completely built on the high plateau walls on both sides, and all possible hidden dangers are eliminated. As long as the door is closed, not even a fly can fly in.

No matter how brave Li Mu is and no matter how good his subordinates are in fighting, he wants to rely on 3,000 troops to win the pass he guards, which is no different from a fool's dream.

What's more, there is not much time left for Li Mu. The estuary collapses at any time. And he occupies the pass, the terrain is towering, even if the entire Yellow River is poured into Luoshui, and the flood submerges the glazed tile roof of Luoyang Palace, he is not afraid to drown himself.

But for Li Mu and his three thousand soldiers at the pass, there was no such luck.

He seemed to have seen the scene of a generation of famous generals being buried under his own hands. He was full of energy and ordered the soldiers to stand guard in Guanlou, waiting for Li Mu's troops to arrive, and when he crossed the river, he would give him a head-on attack.

It was night, moon, black wind, and high winds. In the middle of the night, in front of Kanglong Pass, it was dark and no light. Luoshui, which suddenly expanded on the river surface, washed past the plateau wall, making bursts of roars like roars, which made people terrified.

Yao Gui heard the report from the soldiers, and a light torch suddenly appeared on the bank of the river under Guanxia. It should be Li Mu's 3,000 troops arriving, and they were going to attack the pass overnight. Sure enough, seeing the movement of the torches on the opposite side, there was a faint movement like a boat launching into the water. Suddenly, accompanied by the thunderous sound of war drums, the pre-war shouts that are often heard in the army to boost morale came from the other side. Knowing that Li Mu was ready to force the river crossing, he immediately issued an order to sit in Guancheng and direct the battle.

The soldier who was already in place, following his order, immediately shot arrows and threw rocks at the opposite side. The Yingtian Army on the other side also quickly assembled into a formation, and launched a vigorous counterattack behind the protective wall formed by shields.

The calm before the Kanglong Pass was shattered. In the darkness of the night, the fire was everywhere, and the killing and scolding of the soldiers on both sides were intertwined with the roar of the rapids hitting the shore, shocking people's hearts.

Just when the battle in front of the pass was in full swing, at the same time, several boats, carrying three hundred soldiers, quietly launched from a shore half a mile away from the pass. On the other side, cast iron anchors weighing thousands of pounds into the rapids to fix the hull.

There is no foothold here, and no road.

Some of them are vertical walls that stand up to a height of several dozen meters. Looking up, it was like a straight sword inserted into the black night sky from the river.

"All ready?"

Li Mu stopped at the head of the boat and asked in a deep voice to the three hundred warriors from Liwuying.

The soldiers were tightly tied with straps on their heads, carrying fire folds for lighting, with hemp ropes that were dozens of feet long enough to support their own weight, with daggers around their waists and bows tied behind their backs. The wrists are wrapped around the wrists, and the feet are specially made with sharp toe boots-the reason why they wear such boots is to allow them to insert their feet into any crack or tree vine in the plateau wall, so that they can be firmly Fixed to help them reach the summit smoothly. In addition, behind everyone is a jar full of kerosene.

From head to toe, so fully armed, everyone's weight is at least a few dozen pounds.

But all of them held their heads high and answered in unison.

The blazing light of the torch lit up a sturdy and fearless face.

The soldiers of the brigade feigned to attack the pass overnight, covering the three hundred warriors to follow them to climb the cliff with their bare hands. After reaching the top, they descended from the top of the gate to the gate, taking advantage of the small space inside the gate and the fatal shortcomings of the guards' movement, breaking the gate. This is Li Muding. The next pass plan.

These 300 people are all elites among elites, warriors among warriors, they have followed their own birth and death countless times.

But tonight's battle, its difficulty and danger, is unprecedented.

Under their feet, there is no retreat. If you don't succeed, you become benevolent.

Li Mu's line of sight swept across the faces in front of him, stepped forward, and helped a young soldier to straighten the bow and arrow tied behind his back, and finally came to Gao Huan, his eyes fell on his There was a slight hesitation on his face.

"The last commander, Gao Huan, has already made all preparations. Please give the order of the Great Sima!"

Gao Huan immediately straightened his back and spoke in a sonorous tone.

Li Mu and him looked at each other for a moment, then raised his hand slowly, landed on his shoulder, shook it forcefully, then turned around, and looked up at the high plateau above his head that seemed to have been standing here since ancient times. He pulled out the dagger, inserted it into the rock claw on the high wall, nailed it firmly, grabbed the vines hanging from the top with the other hand, tried his strength, said "Come with me", and then climbed up.

The three hundred warriors are divided into a series. Under the leadership of the leader, they follow the footholds of their partners in front, stop one step at a time, step on any place where they can take advantage of their feet, and climb towards the top of the plateau.

The group of people made their way up with difficulty. Although it was slow, even if they saw their partner fall and fall, they never stopped, let alone looked back. They just stared at the figure of their partner above their heads, their five fingers turned into steel claws, their toes were like sharp blades, and they used both hands and feet, just like an ape man , clinging to the cliff, inch by inch, moving above the plateau. The only goal is to get to the top of the plateau.

Li Mu took the lead all the way, starting from the time when the darkest darkness sealed the night, until the last time, after his five fingers tried, he firmly grasped the acute angle of a rock, exerted force, turned over suddenly, and his feet stepped on the ground.

At this time, nearly midnight had passed since he started climbing from the bottom of the plateau.

This is the darkest hour before dawn. The horizon was already dark, but behind the clouds at the far end, a faint layer of dawn appeared.

What a magnificent scene appeared in front of Li Mu! The endless plains, the vast expanse, the dense vegetation, the vines as thick as a human arm, intertwined and devoured each other, and spread wildly into the distance.

Not far away, in the middle of the two plateau walls, abruptly broke open, as if it was forcibly split by a giant axe, and divided into two sections.

Li Mu knew that right there, the bottom of the abyss under that crack was the Dragon Dao that he had to pass today.

He didn't have time to take a look at the ingenious craftsmanship of creation that had not been seen in thousands of years, untied the rope he was carrying, and tied one end to a tree with a deep root and a thick trunk. , knot the rope, and then cast the remaining rope.

Soon, Gao Huan, who was behind him, climbed up on the sagging rope. He did the same, hanging down his own rope to help his companions reach the top.

More and more soldiers climbed the ropes and climbed to the top one after another. After they gathered, they all waved their machetes and cut through thorns. Untie the hemp rope on his body, fasten it to a firm place, untie the wristband around the palm of his hand, and follow Li Mu's order, climb the rope, at the darkest moment before dawn, under the cover of the night, toward the Fall vertically to the bottom of the valley.

At this time, the soldiers who were constantly feigning to cross the river on the other side of the pass saw the appointed time, and suddenly the sound of war drums was heard again, and the sound of killing was everywhere. A violent attack.

Li Muwei is famous. In addition, he has suffered a series of defeats before. Tonight, he personally led troops to attack the pass. Although there were natural dangers as a barrier, the Xianbei defenders in the tower did not dare to slack off. After dragging on the other side, he was already exhausted, and suddenly he heard the sound of killing again outside the pass. The bows and arrows shot down the gate of the pass like a torrential rain.

Just when the eyes were red from the killing inside and outside the door, and you were dying, suddenly, the Xianbei soldiers on the closed floor felt like a liquid splashing down from the top of their heads, sticky and pungent, and they all looked up, only to see a group of bright circles. The fire point, like a fire falling from the sky, fell from the pitch-black plateau wall several feet high, and fell to the ground, sparks scattered.

"It's kerosene!"

A soldier touched his contaminated sleeve, put the thing his finger touched under his nose and smelled it, and suddenly screamed.

As if in response, before he finished speaking, there was a sound of "Boom", and the liquid flowing on the ground suddenly caught fire and spread rapidly. But in just a short time, the tower fell into a sea of ​​flames, and the soldiers who were splashed with kerosene also quickly burned their whole bodies. Some fell to the ground and rolled back and forth, and some fled frantically with the flames.

Amidst the screams that ripped through his lungs, Yao Gui raised his head in awe, his eyes rounded.

Along the steep plateau wall, one after another silhouette, like a heavenly soldier, quickly descended from the top of his head, and before he recovered, I saw a silhouette fall on the roof of the tower, and pulled out a long sword behind him. , kicked both feet, jumped up, and the whole person was like an eagle, pounced on his head.

The fire was blazing, reflecting the man's face.

He could see clearly that that person was Li Mu, the great Sima of the Southern Dynasty.

For a while, he couldn't imagine why Li Mu was not outside the door at the moment, but landed in front of him out of thin air in such a way.

He raised the knife subconsciously, and only halfway up his arm, a cold light flashed in front of him.

With a cold neck, he stared at the ground and rushed towards him.

When he finally realized that it was when his head fell to the ground, the body fell down suddenly, pressing the head with its eyes still wide open.

"Not good! Li Mu has entered the customs-"

A nearby Xianbei soldier, witnessing what happened between the lightning and flint, was heartbroken, turned around suddenly, shouted loudly, ran a few steps, climbed up the city wall, and jumped down desperately.

Li Mu kicked Yao Gui's body away, grabbed the head, and threw it at the group of Xianbei soldiers who were shoving and surging at the bottom of the Guanlou. "

The entire city tower fell into a sea of ​​fire, and the Xianbei soldiers raised their heads and looked up.

The raging firelight illuminated the heroic face of the Southern Dynasty man who was like a nightmare for the Xianbei people.

He is condescending, his eyes are like electricity, and he is not angry.

That kind of murderous aura that seems to be above this world, and there is no power to stop it, makes people feel terrified and discouraged.

…

Luoshen was in Chang'an, waiting day after day.

The rain stopped, and even the weather began to clear. Instead of waiting for Li Mu to return, there was a new piece of news from Hongnong that made her feel mixed.

Luoshen knew that she really couldn't describe it with bad news.

But the moment she heard the news, her heart beat faster and her breath was taken away in an instant.

She had never seen the twists and turns and dangers of Kanglong Road, but she knew that the entrance to the moat, which was said to be one husband's gate, and ten thousand people could not open it, was being guarded by Murongtai's soldiers, just like an open mouth of blood, waiting for him. 's arrival

She has never witnessed the beauty of the ancient river that runs through Luoyang City. For thousands of years, it has silently nourished the fertile land on both sides of the river and the people who have lived here for generations. Incomparable. She knew it had a very beautiful name, it was Luoshui. Even the name his father gave himself is inextricably linked to it.

Now this river is no longer as calm as it used to be. In the face of ruthless natural disasters and evil man-made disasters, it is about to turn into a violent dragon, mercilessly destroying everything around it.

Her husband has always been iron-clad and upright. Even after such dark betrayal and slaughter, the child's heart is still not cold.

She knew that even if he asked her what she meant when he decided to go back and stop all this, even if there were thousands of reluctance in her heart, she would definitely not stop it.

Because she knew that was what he should do.

In this world, only her husband has the ability to do such a thing.

As long as he lives, he is destined to be the mainstay of the world.

She believed him.

He will definitely keep in mind what she told him in the letter and return safely, because she knows that there must be countless words in his heart that he wants to tell her.

But even so repeatedly comforting himself over and over again, he couldn't suppress Luoshen's anxiety and panic after learning the news.

She didn't dare to imagine what terrible things would happen if the Kanglong Pass could not be conquered in time, when the monstrous torrent that completely broke free from the shackles of the embankment rolled back and forth along the Luoshui.

Will she see him again for the rest of her life?

Can she kiss his lips again, and tell him the words in her heart that she wants to tell him, in front of him, word by word?

On the day the news came, the atmosphere in the governor's mansion was extremely depressing.

Everyone knows how difficult it is for Li Mu to do that.

To pass the heavily guarded Kanglong Pass and arrive at Shangjinkou in just a few days, even Sun Fangzhi, who has always been full of confidence, felt that this was an impossible task.

He also received a message that his wife could not know.

All the people who followed Li Mu's actions this time, and those who had family members, all left letters before departure.

In front of Luoshen, apart from repeatedly comforting her and telling her that Da Sima would definitely return safely, he didn't dare to say a word, and he didn't know how to speak.

Luoshen spent the night alone in the room. Early the next morning, Sun Fangzhi was found and told him that she had decided to go to Hongnong and wait for Li Mu's return there.

"When he comes back, I can meet him earlier."

Her eyes were slightly puffy, but when she spoke, her tone was calm and firm.

…

Just like that, Luoshen set foot on the road to Hongnong.

She set out from Chang'an, stayed overnight at Xiaoxing, passed through Baling, Xinfeng, Wucheng, came to Huayin, left Tongguan, and followed the road that Li Muzeng fought, crossing the old pass, ten days later, Finally arrived at Hongnong.

The generals of Hongnong Ling and Ying Tianjun heard the news of her arrival and went out of the city more than 20 miles to greet her.

In this life, if there was anything that she felt was the luckiest decision she had ever made, then it was now.

Full of anxiety and fear that she didn't dare to think about it, the moment she arrived in the dust, because of the news that had just arrived here, she was so excited that she couldn't hold back, and she burst into tears on the spot. full face.

It was tears of joy that had been tense for many days, and suddenly, completely relaxed.

Li Mu did it.

He did everything that seemed impossible in the eyes of the world.

It only took him one night to take the Kanglong Pass, go through the Kanglong Road, pass through Luoyang, and head to Shangjinkou.

When he arrived with the soldiers, the stagnant water in Luoyang City was no longer than his calf. The stagnant water is still filling up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The fertile fields on both sides of the Luo River were completely submerged by the overflowing river water.

The estuary is already in jeopardy, and it is very likely that it will collapse, which is the next moment. There are people wading in the water and fleeing everywhere, grief-stricken everywhere. The nearly 1,000 Xianbei soldiers who were instructed to stay behind to guard the **** had already retreated to a hill near the dike, and they used their sharp arrows to stop anyone who tried to get close to the **** to release water to save themselves.

Li Mu took his soldiers and shot down the hill. At the same time, Wang Wu, who was traveling all the way, brought the news along the way, and the countless people who followed, rushed to the embankment, connected by ropes, and without hesitation, he opened up the giant trees one by one and the one that had been buried with his own hands. A huge gabion weighing only a thousand pounds was used to block the torrent.

The water flow, which had been blocked for many days, returned to the right path, and began to rush eastward from the opening that was opened, along its original direction.

Under the impact of another wave of backwater pouring from the upstream, the **** that was riddled with holes finally couldn't support it and collapsed suddenly. In the huge whirlpool pulled out by the huge waves, the red-eyed people, like turning into violent beasts, drove the Xianbei people who were driven by the Yingtian Army to the estuary and plunged into the waves.

Witnessing the scene of those Xianbei people who used to be vicious and now full of fear, struggling and screaming in the water, and were engulfed and swept away by the huge waves in a blink of an eye, many people cried and cried on the spot, fell to the ground towards Li Mu, prostrated and worshipped, respecting him, like a king.

The general said that Da Sima was already on his way back, but that day, when he passed outside Luoyang City, people from the city rushed out of the city upon hearing the news and blocked his way. I would like to let him go.

His trip might be delayed as a result.

The general respectfully invited her into the city, saying that he would send an army to Luoyang to receive the Great Sima, and asked the madam to stay here and wait for the return of the Great Sima with peace of mind.

Luoshen only felt that his whole body was boiling with enthusiasm.

They didn't know that she had waited for him and wanted to see him for such a long time, how could she wait any longer?

She didn't want to wait any longer.

Under the skin, in the blood vessels, every drop of blood is driving her, ordering her to continue on the road immediately and go east.

She just wanted to see him, see him right away. Nothing could stop the burning desire in her heart.

…

A few days later, Luoshen followed the army that went to meet Li Mu, and finally arrived at the Kanglong Pass, which was said to have been beaten overnight by him.

The pass is now guarded by Ying Tianjun. Although the city tower was half destroyed, there were scorched black marks left by the fire everywhere, but the momentum was still pressing.

Luo Ner crossed the border and looked up at the high plateau cliff. He couldn't believe how Li Mu led the three hundred warriors to the top of the cliff and then descended from the sky. He was full of awe and almost held his breath. .

Although she had never seen it with her own eyes, she could imagine how a thrilling battle had taken place in this place not long ago.

The road was rugged, she sat on the back of a docile mare, under the protection of the soldiers, she endured the extreme pressure that the walls on both sides of her side seemed to collapse at any moment, burying people deep down. With a sense of claustrophobia, I finally passed the tortuous and narrow road that was fifteen miles long.

The moment she turned out, her eyes suddenly became brighter.

It was still bright when she entered the pass. Turning out at this moment, it is dusk.

A river, extending from afar, winding around the plateau behind her, flowing quietly to the east.

She knew that the river in front of her was Luoshui.

The broad and clear Luoshui no longer roared furiously. It slowly returned to its serene and beautiful state, flowing leisurely in the golden light from the setting sun.

This is Luoshui, the water of the Eastern Capital that her father once dreamed about and never forgot. It's even more beautiful than what Luoshen once imagined.

She couldn't help it, and stopped.

The lieutenant who led the army stepped forward and said respectfully, "Ma'am, although the flood water has receded, the roads ahead are still muddy, which is not conducive to walking, and it is about to get dark. It's better to camp here for the night and leave tomorrow morning. On the way, what do you think, Madam?"

Luo Shen nodded.

The deputy general gave an order, and the soldiers began to set up camp on a high ground not far from the river beach.

The tent for her to rest tonight was erected quickly.

The accompanying servants quickly spread the bedding, and asked Luoshen to take a rest.

She is not tired. Even if the body is tired, all I have to think about is getting closer and closer to him. With every step forward, the distance from meeting him was one point faster, and she felt that she was full of strength again.

She bent over from the tent and looked at the end of her line of sight, the direction of the eastward direction of the river that was going to continue on the road tomorrow.

The flood has receded, but the water body is still abundant. The river surface is almost level with the river bank. On the bank, there is still a river beach that has just faded away. The river beach is flat and wide, with neat folds washed out by the flowing water, in the beautiful state of the curve, in front of her, layer by layer, slowly spread out to the distance, a few water birds, leisurely jumping Walking on the wet river beach, on the soft sandy soil, inadvertently left the light marks of his two claws.

The end of the river beach is in the distance, Wujin falls in the west, red clouds fill the sky, and this river beach is also covered with a strong golden light.

Luoyang looked into the distance, facing the evening wind, slowly wandering by the Luoshui in the sunset.

Not far away, several young soldiers who were pitching tents on the high hills quietly turned their heads from time to time and glanced at her.

"Ma'am, dinner is ready, please return the bill for dinner..."

The maid came again to invite her back.

Luoshen finally glanced at the end of Luoshui's passage, nodded sullenly, and was about to follow her words to return the account, when suddenly, her eyes froze.

At the end of the distant place where she just looked and looked, a row of flags gradually appeared.

The setting sun shone on the surface, and soon, it could be seen clearly.

What came was a light cavalry army, galloping along the shore of Luoshui, towards the high plateau not far behind her, getting closer and closer.

Soon, Luoshen could already hear the sound of the hoofs roaring like a dense drumbeat from the galloping of thousands of war horses.

The flags stretched against the wind, and the two large "Yingtian" characters jumped into her eyes.

"The Great Sima is here! The Great Sima is here!"

A soldier in charge of the lookout rushed all the way, and shouted in the direction of the camp, his voice was full of ecstasy.

The entire barracks immediately boiled. Almost all of them put down what they were doing and turned to look.

Luoshen had already seen clearly that the first man in the cavalry was not Li Mu, who could he be?

Her eyes reflected his figure, but at the moment of the figure, her chest was suddenly blocked, and her eyes were red.

"Lang Jun-"

She called out. Facing the hot evening wind that was blowing from the surface of Luoshui, he lifted his skirt and ran towards him. He ran for dozens of paces, stopped again, stood by the Luoshui, and took a breath. With tears in his eyes, he looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer to him.

Li Mu also saw her. A charming figure standing by the sunset of Luoshui.

In his eyes, an unbelievable brilliance suddenly radiated.

He rubbed his hips immediately. Get off the Wuxian, go forward at full speed, quickly leave the group behind, and head towards her, copying the straight path.

Before the war horse ran to the river beach, under his urging, he jumped in without hesitation, stepping on the soft and muddy beach with four hooves, galloping towards Luoshen, and the muddy water flew all the way, startling the few who were at the riverside. The water birds pacing for food, flapping their wings, flew into the sky.

Like a mighty and mighty Pegasus, Wu Qian carried its master across the tidal flat and ran towards Luoshen.

Before it could run to the front, the man on its back, as if impatient, let go of the reins, rolled over from its back, and landed on both feet.

The surface of Luoshui was golden, and a gust of evening wind passed by, blowing her jacket, and from a distance, she floated like a fairy, like riding the wind and stepping on the water.

With a smile on his lips, Li Mu strode towards the woman beside Luoshui.

The bottom of his eyes, full of soft colors, stared at her without blinking. As if she was afraid that in the blink of an eye, she would disappear and go with Naluoshui.