Song Qingshu couldn't help but worry. He didn't know what was going on in Xingqing Prefecture. Mu Wanqing, Yelu Nanxian, and Li Qinglu must be in a terrible situation.
The Mongolian army was too strong. Although the Western Xia army wasn't weak, it was much weaker than the Mongolian army. Coupled with the civil strife, the Western Xia army was even weaker.
Therefore, the Mongolians marched straight in, looking like they could destroy the country in one battle.
The Western Xia army's defeat couldn't be blamed on the poor command. The Mongolian cavalry was too strong in the field. The Western Xia army was already elites, but they still couldn't defeat the Mongolians.
But they had no choice but to fight in the field, unless they watched the Mongolian army pillage and ravage the people in their territory. Besides, they could be easily defeated by the Mongolian army, just like in Shazhou City.
No matter how well they defended, they couldn't defend against the enemy. Moreover, the Mongolians had learned how to equip cannons and cannons during their expedition to the west. They could only buy some time by simply defending.
It was a pity that the Western Xia couldn't build fortifications on the mountain like Chongqing City. They couldn't send supplies to each other through the rich water network and rivers in Sichuan and Chongqing. The fishing city of He Chuan was not conquered by the Mongolians until the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Song Qingshu was thinking hard about the Western Xia's way out. The Xingqing Prefecture should have the last main force of the Western Xia army. If they lost the Western Xia army, the Western Xia would be finished.
But now the Mongolian army was at the gate of the city. They didn't need to send reinforcements, so Mu Wanqing wouldn't send troops out of the city.
However, he didn't know where the reinforcements from the Jin Kingdom and Sichuan Kingdom had arrived. Although he controlled a lot of resources in various countries, he couldn't unite all of them. It was just like how the Qing Kingdom couldn't rescue the Xixia Kingdom from thousands of miles away.
The Southern Song Dynasty had been at war with the Western Xia for decades. Lin 'an couldn't send troops. Only Sichuan Kingdom was close and could be commanded.
But Sichuan Kingdom also needed to prevent the Southern Song Dynasty from sending people to take advantage of the situation, so they had to leave some people to defend. So the main force of reinforcements depended on the Jin Kingdom.
It seemed that he had to return to the Xingqing Prefecture as soon as possible to have enough information to make a judgment.
At that moment, dozens of cavalrymen surrounded a carriage and rushed over from afar. At first, Song QingShu thought that they were Mongolian cavalrymen, but he soon realized that their attire was different. They looked more like the attire of the Tubo.
Why would the Tubo cavalry appear here?
Song Qingshu was stunned. After all, it was more than a thousand miles away from here. Moreover, there was the vast Kunlun Mountains and the Hengduan Mountain Range between them.
Suddenly, a strange fragrance drifted over. He only felt that it was simple, elegant, and indescribably sweet. It was not the fragrance of any flower, and at the same time, it was definitely not rouge. No rouge or rouge could have such an elegant fragrance.
While he was wondering, Yuan Ziyi's face suddenly changed, "Brother Song, hurry up, catch them!"
"What happened?" At this time, Song Qingshu was in a hurry to return to Xingqing Prefecture. He did not want to cause unnecessary trouble, especially since he had a good relationship with Tubo. Whether it was Jiu Mozhi or Princess Jincheng, they were inextricably linked. He did not want to cause any misunderstanding.
"There's no time to explain." Yuan Ziyi became anxious. The cavalrymen moved very fast as if they were in a hurry. Soon, they had traveled hundreds of meters away. Therefore, she hurriedly urged her horse to catch up with them.
Song Qingshu was stunned. Worried that something might happen to her, he hurriedly followed after her.
Apparently, those Tubo cavalrymen also found the two people behind them. Suddenly, they turned around and drew their bows and arrows. A small round of arrows was shot over.
Yuan Ziyi urged her horse to catch up with them. The arrows were shot so fast that they almost arrived in front of her in the blink of an eye. She hurriedly took out her long whip and knocked down many arrows in front of her. However, many arrows still broke through her defense and shot towards her chest.
"I'm doomed!" Yuan Ziyi was about to close her eyes and wait for death. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her. With a wave of his sleeve, those arrows lost their aim and fell on both sides of the road.
"Brother Song ~" Seeing the tall figure in front of her, Yuan Ziyi's heart pounded.
Song Qingshu nodded slightly. Then, he tiptoed and moved faster than a galloping horse. In a few breaths, he blocked the way of those Tubo soldiers.
Although he did not want to cause unnecessary trouble, it was too strange for these Tubo soldiers to suddenly kill him without any reason.
Those cavalrymen did not stop. They raised their scimitars and rushed over, as if they were going to crush him into pieces with the momentum of the charge.
Song Qingshu waved his hand casually. There were small stones everywhere in the Gobi Desert. He rolled up the stones and shot them towards the dozens of cavalrymen in the Flower Rain Skill.
Before those cavalrymen saw clearly what was going on, they were hit hard and fell off their horses. The whole team was in a mess.
Originally, the Flower Rain Skill focused on widening the killing range as much as possible. However, the lethality of each point was slightly insufficient. Therefore, Hong Qigong and Huang Rong could kill Ouyang Feng's snakes with the Flower Rain Skill, but they could not use it to deal with an army.
However, Song Qingshu's Kung Fu was so powerful that each stone contained gravity. Moreover, he aimed at the weak parts of the armor very well. Therefore, when those cavalrymen and horses fell down, many of them had broken bones and muscles.
"Ah ~" A soft voice came from the carriage.
Because of this accident, the carriage was not controlled by anyone. The horses were frightened and rushed to the other side.
"Brother Song, go and stop the carriage!" Yuan Ziyi, who was rushing here, exclaimed hurriedly. She had seen a deep valley over there. If she fell down, she would probably be smashed into pieces.
Song QingShu reacted quickly. With a few leaps, he flew to the front of the carriage and pulled on the reins urgently. His hands now had the strength of a thousand catties, so how could the horse withstand it? In an instant, it was pulled upright, and the carriage stopped abruptly at the edge of the cliff.
A delicate cry rang out. Due to inertia, the person in the carriage flew out of the carriage like a cannonball. Song Qingshu did not know whether the other party was friend or foe, so he instinctively dodged, and the figure fell into the valley.
At this time, Song Qingshu finally saw clearly that the person was a beautiful girl. Her face was so innocent that no one would think she was a bad person at the first sight of her.
Song Qingshu hurriedly rushed to her. He held her waist with one hand and grasped the rock wall with the other. They swayed in the air for a while and then stabilized themselves.
At this moment, he suddenly understood what it meant to have a warm and fragrant jade in his arms. A strange fragrance came from the girl, which seemed to be the best smell in the world.
"Brother Song, catch it." Yuan Ziyi threw the long whip down and stood at the edge of the cliff anxiously.
"No need." Song Qingshu shook his head. He exerted strength in his hands and leaped up.
The girl in his arms stared at him with a pair of eyes as bright as the stars in the sky. She suddenly said, "@ #% ¥!!&* ~"
Even though he couldn't understand what she was saying, her voice was soft and clear. It was warm and gentle, pleasing to the ears.
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Recently, he was a little puzzled because he didn't know how to write about that famous girl. He always felt that such a person was so unreal that it was difficult to write about her.
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