Early winter has arrived, and the cold weather is not as cold as swords and weapons. 20,000 Bozhou troops advanced all the way to Ligu Pass. The pass that once fought for aristocratic families was fighting against each other was again warriors.

After quelling the Ye Wu Rebellion, Ligu Pass did not undergo major renovations and was very unstable. However, Situ Jing still led his troops to hold on here. If he really made great contributions, then Zhu Xiaoyan was good at using troops. Although the troops and equipment of the Yichun Army were far inferior to that of the Bozhou Army, he occupied the control of Ligu Pass at the first time, so he held on for five days. Although the Yichun Army suffered heavy casualties, the Bozhou Army still failed to enter the pass.

Just when the Yichun army was covered with scars at Ligu Pass, the Bozhou army suddenly stopped attacking. For several consecutive days, Bozhou County remained silent, which gave the Yichun army a brief rest.

This time, Situ Jing was trying his best to the future. Han Mo sent Zhu Xiaoyan with a token to issue an order to block the Bozhou army. He also hesitated, but soon he made a decision.

His future is entirely dependent on Han Mo. If this attempt can really complete his mission, even if the Situ clan does not make a fortune, he will definitely be extremely rich.

Inside and outside Ligu Pass, a strange state was immediately maintained.

Soon, news came from the capital that the traitor Han Xuandao was removed and the queen issued an order that the northwest general Han Mo would temporarily lead the ministers to handle the government affairs. Situ Jing, who received this news, was really overjoyed.

Two days later, news was received in a row. Under the mobilization of the Ministry of War, the three armies of Wu County, Huiji County and Donghai County were rushing to Ligu Pass for support, while another 5,000 troops in Linyang County were detouring to the side of Bozhou County.

The continuous good news made the Yichun army jubilant from top to bottom.

Sure enough, in less than twenty days, three armies arrived at the Ligu Pass one after another, with the army's front being extremely strong.

...

In the Bozhou Army camp, Cao Xiu stood in front of the tent wearing a snow-white fox fur, looking at the pass in the distance. Since he learned that Han Mo had led three thousand iron cavalry into the capital, Princess Xiu immediately ordered the entire army to stop attacking.

After that, news flew to her desk like snowflakes. She knew that Han Xuandao was removed, that the emperor had passed away, that the Qianxin Palace had collapsed, that Han Mo had led all officials to carry out state affairs, and that several armies were surrounding the Bozhou army.

Her complexion was not very good, her face was a little pale, and when the autumn wind blew, she even felt a little cold in her body.

On a stone not far away, a man in gray was sitting cross-legged on it, his hands were wrapped in his sleeves, but his eyes were looking at the horizon, with expressionless face, like part of the stone under his seat.

But the man's body is very thin, looking like a child of seven or eight years old, and his skin is also very delicate. If it weren't for the vicissitudes of life on his face that only adults could have,

Cao Xiu looked at Ligu Pass for a long time and suddenly heard footsteps. He saw an official rushing to this side, but it was Zhao Xiqiao, the governor of Bozhou County.

Zhao Xiqiao came up, bowed respectfully, took out a letter from his sleeve and presented it to Cao Xiu: "Princess, this is a letter sent by Han Mo. I bluntly said that I would hand it over to His Highness the Princess!"

Cao Xiu finally had a faint smile on his lips, as if he was saying to Zhao Xiqiao, and as if he was talking to himself: "He is indeed here!" He took the letter and opened it to see it, but saw four lines of poetry written on it.

"The autumn night is boundless and the frost is over the cold, and it is difficult to drink with wine on the high platform forever. I can wait for the moon to be in the middle of the sky, and I can go to the clues to relieve my worries and worries!"

Cao Xiu put away the letter, looked up at the sky where night fell, and said lightly: "Mr. Zhao, send the order, the entire army retreats twenty miles. Without this palace's military order, you must not go further!"

Zhao Xiqiao was stunned and said, "Princess, Han Mo has gathered tens of thousands of troops opposite him, sharpening his sword. Why do we... why should we retreat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a scout came over and rolled off his horse, stepped forward and knelt down, "Report to Princess, sir, Ligu Pass has begun to withdraw troops, and the enemy is retreating!"

Zhao Xiqiao was stunned and said happily: "Is this really the case?" Xiang Xiu said anxiously: "Princess, it seems that something happened to Han Mo, otherwise they would not retreat at this time. We can take advantage of this to attack and take down Ligu Pass in one fell swoop!"

Cao Xiu shook his head and said, "There is no abnormal movement there, it's just that Han Mo wants to invite the palace to drink!"

“Drinking?”

...

The autumn moon is not moist, and it is even a bit sad and beautiful. The faint moonlight shines on the earth, but there is a clear and tranquil autumn. The moonlight shines on the mottled battlements of Ligu Pass, as if silently telling the joys, sorrows, separations, life and death changes in the world.

The sky is hazy and cold in the moon.

Although Zhao Xiqiao and other officials from all over the Bozhou area persuaded passionately, they did not stop Cao Xiu from going to the appointment in the end. She only brought the dwarf man Huang Boy to Ligu Pass with two horses.

Ligu Pass, which had passed through the iron-blooded war, was in ruins, and the moonlight shone among the broken walls, making it extremely quiet and cold.

Originally, Yichun County had deployed heavy troops here, but at this moment there was no image of iron armor and weapons. Cao Xiu only saw a lonely figure standing under the moonlight, standing at the Ligu Clash.

Cao Xiu got off the horse and dressed in casual clothes. He looked back at Huang Tongzi and saw Huang Tongzi sitting on the horse's back, his hands wrapped in his sleeves, expressionless, and just looked at the lonely figure at the moment with a very strange look.

Cao Xiu did not hesitate, and his steps were light. He slowly climbed up the broken stone staircase under the gate. When he stepped onto the junction, he saw the figure carrying one hand behind him and the other hand holding a very strange cup, as if he was enjoying the autumn moon and drinking wine.

"The cool breeze is trustworthy, the autumn moon is boundless, but my sweet mood is as good as the days and years...!" Cao Xiu walked over slowly and heard the familiar voice sing softly: "Although I am not a handsome man and elegant, I have my broad mind and strengthen my strong arms and wrists..."

Cao Xiu heard this specious and even somewhat funny singing, and his beautiful fragrant lips curled up.

Han Mo's singing did not stop and continued to sing: "The cool breeze is trustworthy, the autumn moon is boundless, but my love of thought is like the days and years... Although I am not a sinking fish, geese and shaming the moon, I have a broad mind to experience joys and sorrows with you...!"

Cao Xiu was three or four steps away from Han Mo, and finally stopped, his voice softly: "Han Mo, even if you are a good general, you will never be a good poet!"

Han Mo turned his head and laughed. He placed the glass in his hand on the wall. He picked up an empty glass on the wall with his left hand, and a bottle of red wine on the right hand. He elegantly poured half a cup. Then he put it down, picked up his wine glass again, came forward, handed the wine that had just fallen to Cao Xiu, and said with a smile: "Actually, a long time ago, I thought that one day I could have a glass of wine with His Royal Highness the Princess in front of the flowers, but I didn't expect such a beautiful wish to be realized until today... But this is already very

I am satisfied. Not all the wishes of everyone in the world can be realized. Although my wishes were realized a little late, they were still realized in the end...!" He saw Cao Xiu take the glass of wine, smiled gently, and said, "Your Highness the princess said this on the contrary. Han Mo is not a good general, but he has absolute confidence to be a good poet. If the princess is willing, from now on, I can send a poem to the princess every day...!" Speaking of this, he sighed softly and said, "Actually, I am really a good poet!"

Cao Xiu smiled gently, looked at the red wine that was as red as blood in the glass, and his jade hands gently shaking, and the red wine rippled in the glass, causing ripples.

After a moment of silence, Han Mo finally said: "The Lord has already buried in the sky, but the Great Yan Kingdom is still there... and the Great Yan Kingdom needs an emperor who ruled the world!"

Cao Xiu said lightly: "General Han is very interested in the position of emperor?"

Han Mo laughed and said calmly: "The Lord of Nine Five, if someone doesn't want to sit on that throne, it's just a hypocritical statement. But it's strange. I don't have much interest in that position in my heart. For me, the most important thing is to have enough strength to protect myself...that's all!" Speaking of this, his expression suddenly became solemn and said: "You are the most important person left by the royal family, so there is one thing I have to tell you... Everyone in the world thinks that the king of the Descendants will ascend the throne to the dragon throne, but... before this matter becomes a fact, I want to ask you, if the noble royal blood of the Cao family is not flowing into the body, I wonder if you would still like to see him in that seat?"

Cao Xiu frowned and looked a little surprised in his eyes, but she was such a wise figure. She quickly understood the reason and sighed quietly: "Han Xuandao is indeed a man of hands and feet. This person... is worthy of being a hero of a generation!"

Han Mo picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said, "The breeze and bright moon, the wine is mellow. At this time, I don't want to say some hypocritical words." He looked at the earth under the moonlight and said lightly: "To this day, I will still retain respect and respect for your royal bloodline, but I will never give anyone the chance to suppress my Korean clan... no chance." He turned to stare at Cao Xiu and said calmly: "Someone said that flowers bloom and fall, and plants wither and flourish. Perhaps many years later, the Korean clan will become a wave in the long river of history, but when I am alive, I can only use my shoulders to support it. Although I will not let this clan do evil, I must ensure that this clan can survive peacefully and peacefully..."

Cao Xiu listened quietly, and his beautiful face was also calm.

"You must understand what I mean." Han Mo said slowly: "You royal family can continue to have your glory, but what I have in my hands will never be given to anyone. Some things are in my hands, and I can do my best to ensure less bleeding... I will naturally not let the initiative fall into the hands of others..."

Cao Xiu sneered: "Do you want to be a powerful minister like Han Xuandao?"

"At least I am a person who is very gentle most of the time." Han Mo said calmly: "I usually deal with things without having to do so, and I will deal with them with a happy method... I have never liked to hurt others, but... I have always hated being hurt by others." He carried one hand behind his back and said lightly: "Sometimes, experiencing something will make people more mature and more cautious. So when I hate being hurt by others, I will do my best not to give others the chance to hurt themselves..."

"To this day, I don't know what other means will General Han make our royal family and your Han family happy?" Cao Xiu asked lightly.

Han Mo smiled strangely, stared at Cao Xiu's beautiful face, and smiled and said, "After all, it's still the same seat after all... We need a person who can truly resolve the conflict between you and me and sit on it!"

"Oh?" Cao Xiu frowned and said, "Do you think there will be such a person?"

"Of course there is." Han Mo approached and chuckled, "It depends on whether the princess is willing to have such a character appear. As long as you are willing and I am willing, then such a character will appear!"

Cao Xiu looked at the strange smile on Han Moqingjun's face, his delicate body trembled slightly, as if he realized something, bit his red lips, and then said lightly: "I don't understand what you mean!"

Han Mo approached and whispered a few words in her ear. Cao Xiu suddenly changed color and raised his hand and said, "Han Mo, you...you are so brave!"

"This is the best way I thought of!" Han Mo sighed, looking helpless: "It is also the only way I have thought of day and night... I can make sacrifices, but the princess...ah." He raised his hand and pointed at the pass, "My army has retreated twenty miles, but I can guarantee that if I want, they will still appear here tomorrow morning... For the sake of the people of the world, for the lives of countless warriors in my Dayan, and for the royal family and my Han family, I... I really can't think of any other way!"

Princess Xiu looked at Han Mo with beautiful eyes and said, "Han Mo, you are so brave, you... you are forcing me!"

Han Mo tasted wine leisurely and said with a long tsk: "Good wine is like a dream, and the country is even more like a dream..." He sang gently gracefully and happily: "The cool breeze is trustworthy, the autumn moon is boundless, but my love of thoughts is like the days and years...!"

Princess Xiu gritted her teeth and looked at Han Mo hatefully, and cursed softly: "Han Mo, you...you are just a hooligan..."
Chapter completed!