Chapter 1217

Figure Wu bone characters sonorous and powerful, rolling sound, around a quiet silent, death like silence!

After that, he grinned with pride.

The young captain stepped back a few steps on the city wall, turned around and said, "go and report to the son of heaven!"

This person is threatening with "facing the city". How can a small captain make decisions without authorization!

"Yes, Captain Cheng." A soldier walked away in a hurry.

Cheng School captain lips closed into a straight line, with a breath in his heart, listening to the soldier's pedaling footsteps gradually away

Next, there was a long silence. The people on the wall were waiting for Xiao Yi's order, while those under the wall guessed that the other party must have gone to pass the message, and did not urge them to wait patiently outside the city

At this time, time seems to slow down. Every moment is so painful. Cheng Xiaowei is more and more agitated. He looks around the city from time to time Until a faint sound of horse's hooves came from behind, more and more clearly.

Step on

At the end of the street, several horses galloped along. The first one was a beautiful young man with purple robes and long stature. At a glance, the young man was full of fresh clothes and full of vigor. It was Xiao Yi.

At the same time, he was accompanied by a white horse. On the other hand, a gentle and elegant young man in blue robed, free from dust and immortals, had a martial arts and a culture, and their temperament moved and quieted, forming a sharp contrast, but somehow, there was a wonderful sense of harmony.

What are you thinking? Cheng Xiaowei blinked and doubted whether he had been in a magic spell just now.

Soon, Xiao Yi and Guan Yu Bai walked up the wall one after another.

"Son of a generation, Lord of officials!" Cheng Xiaowei hurried forward to salute them.

Xiao Yi waved his hand at will and walked forward, overlooking Tu Wu Gu and his party outside the city wall.

Zhennan Wang Shizi finally appeared!

When Tu Wu Gu was pleased, he held his fist and repeated what he had said before: "Xiao Shizi, I have come to deliver a message under the command of my commander. If the son of heaven agrees to return the nine kings of Nanliang, everything in the war between the two countries can be discussed, otherwise tomorrow..."

Listen, official language white slightly raised eyebrow, in the eye flash a wipe of sharp awn. The other party is afraid that he has misjudged the temperament of Yi.

Sure enough, the next moment, Xiao Yi's cold voice interrupted Tu Wu's bone:

"retreat or die within ten breath!"

Xiao Yi's attitude is more firm and resolute and has no right to talk about --

since the other party is not here to surrender, there is nothing to talk about!

He always sticks to his own principles and grasps his own righteousness. He will never waver easily!

Cheng Xiaowei is also looking at Xiao Yi from the rear. On the one hand, he feels happy, but on the other hand, he feels a little nervous. Subconsciously, he looks at Guan yubai, but he sees that the other side is indifferent, and his mouth seems to have a faint smile. However, when he looks again, he seems to be hallucinating.

Cheng Xiaowei still breathed a sigh of relief. This comfortable Marquis came to supervise the army under the emperor's command. He was also a second grade marquis. He was really a troublesome figure. Originally, shiziye was in charge of the army in southern Xinjiang. However, if the prince of ease questioned his decision and submitted a letter to the court, it would be a great trouble to Shizi and southern Xinjiang.

Since the arrival of the Marquis of ease, Li shoubei and general manager Jing Qian have secretly issued strict orders to the soldiers below. They must be careful in their words and deeds, observe military discipline, and never lose face to the son of God.

Fortunately, he seems to be a sensible man

"Ten!"

Xiao Yi's counting voice comes from his ear, which wakes up Cheng Xiaowei.

"Nine!"

Xiao Yi does not slow down to count down, eyes cold at TU Wu bone, began to count down, all over the release of a cold murderous air.

Obviously, the distance between the two sides was tens of feet, and he could not see the other side's appearance very clearly. However, Tu Wu Gu felt cold in his heart, as if he was being watched by some beast, which made him shudder.

Although he had never fought Xiao Yi on the battlefield, he suddenly understood why the son of the southern king of Dayu had the title of "God of killing" in their Nanliang army.

How could he not even grasp the rope!

However, icarlo would never accept two failures, and he could not go back without success!

Tu Wu Gu swallowed his mouth and said in a righteous way: "Xiao Shizi, as the son of a vassal prince in southern Xinjiang, don't you think about the people of Yanding City, and you have to meet the two countries' weapons..."

Xiao Yi continued to count down: "eight!..." At the same time, he stretched out his right hand, and bamboo immediately handed a heavy black bow into his hand.

Cheng Xiaowei couldn't resist the excitement on his face and said, "seven!"

Then, hundreds of soldiers on the wall also counted down: "six! Five!... "

Louder and louder, the bowstring in the hands of those archers had begun to tighten, and hundreds of arrows were all aimed at TU Wu Gu's party.

"Xiao Shizi, you will regret it!" Tu Wu Gu thought of the arrow he had shot in front of his horse last time, but he was still afraid. He pulled the horse rope and quickly turned the horse's head.The countdown above the wall continued: "two!"

At the same time, Xiao Yi has easily pulled the bow full, and his shining arrow is aimed at TU Wu bone, which is running away

When the last number "one" fell, along with a bow string buzzing, a sharp burst of air burst out:

"whoosh --"

the arrow split the air like lightning, and shot at TU Wu bone rapidly. Even the air seemed to be one of the shocks and had a subtle change.

Tu Wu Gu in front of him faintly feels something. He tries to look back. Unfortunately, it's too late. The sharp arrow flies like a meteor. In the blink of an eye, he passes through his heart behind him. It's a click

He seemed to hear the sound of his bones and internal organs cracking in his ears, his eyes gaped to the extreme, and he watched the bloody arrow appear on his left chest

Tick, tick

The blood red blood drops from the arrow, but his heart has stopped beating forever

Tu Wu fell from his horse rigidly and rolled down on the official road of yellow soil. His dark and godless eyes glared out, as if he didn't understand how he had lost his life.

In this instant, time almost stopped.

"My Lord!" Those envoys beside Tu Wu bone screamed out, and all of a sudden they were helpless.

"Back!"

"Go back and tell the marshal!"

"Drive!"

They tried to drive the horse away.

But it's late!

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

After Xiao Yi's arrow, all the archers pulled their bows and let off their arrows. The dense arrows almost shot at the same time. The rain of arrows fell from the sky and covered the Nanliang envoys in an instant

They even had no time to make a scream, so they were shot into "hedgehogs" by countless arrows. They fell off the horses one by one, and the yellow soil below was dyed red with blood.

The scene seemed so tragic, but the soldiers on the wall felt very happy.

How many innocent people in southern Xinjiang have been killed by these damned Nanliang people, and how many of their comrades died in order to recapture their homes and guard their own people!

There are also Yanding city and Yongjia city. Now all the rooms in Yanding city are made by Nanliang people. In this way, they dare to appear outside Yanding city with threatening words and threats. What a bully!

Xiao Yi looked out at the corpses that were lying outside the gate of the city. His eyes were shining with a strange bright light. He said slowly, "except surrender and return the city, southern Xinjiang will not accept any negotiation."

Xiao Yi's voice was not very loud, but in the ears of these soldiers, they were like thunder and looked at him one after another.

The black eyes of these soldiers are shining, and their dedicated and enthusiastic eyes are almost looking at their faith. They are confident that under the leadership of Xiao Yi, they will be invincible!

Guan yubai is looking at Xiao Yi and other soldiers on the wall of the city. His eyes are deep and his smile is getting deeper and deeper For a while, he looked up at the rising sun in the East and squinted slightly.

Time makes heroes, and the rising sun will rise in the sky. No one can stop it from blooming its own dazzling light

Yi, where can he go?!

The soldiers who came to see the king and the other soldiers who came to the city wall just now did not see them.

Langma stood as if struck by lightning, with a blank brain and almost unable to think.

What happened just now is totally beyond his expectation. It is a rule for thousands of years that the two countries should not kill envoys. How dare Xiao Yi shoot envoys of other countries! Isn't he afraid of losing his reputation?!

After Langma, the captives of Nanliang were all pale and trembled slightly.

Although they were temporarily captured by the army of Southern Xinjiang, everyone had a glimmer of hope that one day Nanjiang would exchange prisoners with Nanliang, and they could return to their homes again

But just at the moment when the arrow rain poured down from the wall, their little hope was suddenly broken!

In contrast, the attitudes of the civilians and soldiers in southern Xinjiang are quite different from those of Nanliang people. They are all proud. A middle-aged man wiped the tears from his eyes and choked: "good killing! This is revenge for my family Yanding city do not know how many people like their own lost all their relatives.

"Happy!" One of his friends patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "it's so much fun!"

Other people also said: "it's time to kill all these Nanliang talents!"

"I dare not kill them for a hundred years."

“……”

The civilians became more and more angry, and their eyes at the nine kings and the captives of Nanliang burst out with strong hatred. If there were no soldiers around, they would be eager to tear the nine kings into pieces.All kinds of negative feelings of hostility around her like sea waves. She felt like an island in the sea, which would be swallowed up by the terrible tsunami at any time

Longma was flustered. Next, he had to guard against these civilians and Xiao Yi. At first, he thought that the southern Xinjiang army had fallen into his trap of Nanliang. He only needed to wait patiently for the southern Xinjiang army to be defeated, and naturally he could return to the old land. However, looking at Xiao Yi's resolute manner, Lang Ma realized that Xiao Yi was so cruel and rude, I'm afraid When Yanding city is broken, Xiao Yi will sacrifice himself to the city!

The more Longma thought about it, the more likely it was.

No, he can't stay here waiting to die!

He has to find a way to escape!

Longma said to herself in her heart.

However, how can he escape from the iron like guard by himself?

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I'm afraid that only those who come here can help themselves!

Longma looked thoughtfully at Qiao Shenyu not far away. Qiao Shenyu, who was also looking at the direction of the city wall, took back his sight. Compared with those indignant civilians, his face seemed to take a little disapproval.

Lang Ma's eyes flashed, clenched his fist, and strode to Qiao Shenyu.

"You don't look well, brother Qiao," Longma asked in a low voice, caring and attentive, "but didn't you have a good rest last night?"

"Don't mention it. I was woken up by other people's calls and didn't sleep all night later..."

Qiao Shenyu is full of bitterness every day. Langma makes a random choice of words. He complains incessantly. They talk in the corner.

On the wall not far away, Xiao Yi is looking at the direction of Lang Ma and others, and a trace of half smile is on his lips. From his point of view, we can not see Langma, but we can more or less speculate on his mind at the moment.

The city wall soon returned to its original calm, and the archers retreated with training.

When there were no outsiders around, Xiao Yi asked with a smile, "Xiaobai, are you still out of the city today? I'm free anyway. Why don't we go together? "

The official language was answered with a smile. Drawing a new map is a very tedious and meticulous work, and the official language Bai likes to do it personally, so it has been busy for a long time, but it is just less than a third of it.

Two people along the stone steps down the wall, bamboo busy to order the gate guard to open the gate.

"Zhiya --"

the heavy gate opened slowly under the joint efforts of several guards. At this time, a sound of horse's hooves came from the rear. Xiao Yi didn't care, but the bamboo he looked at saw. He was about to report to Xiao Yi, and the visitor had already called out in a loud voice:

"brother!"

This clear and brisk voice is too familiar. You can tell it is Fu Yunhe.

Xiao Yi and Guan yubai turned around and saw two horses, one black and one white, carrying a man and a woman, galloping towards the gate of the city.

The young man on the white horse is Fu Yunhe, and on the black horse is a girl in green. With the horse's turbulence, the thick black and shiny braids are slightly raised behind her, full of vitality.

"Xiaohezi, are you and Miss Han going out of the city, too?" Xiao Yi's eyes pause on the basket beside the two men's horses and speculate.

Fu Yunhe said with a smile: "cousin Xia was going to gather herbs in the Yulan mountain area with my grandfather of the Lin family. I think it's too dangerous for them to go there. It happens that I'm free in the city these days, so I'll ask Lin's grandfather to take the initiative. My grandfather of the Lin family asked me to go with my cousin Xia... "

"It's a coincidence," Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows. "Xiaobai and I just want to go to Yulan mountain. Let's go together."

Fu Yunhe and Han Qixia naturally have no objection.

At this time, half of the gate of the city had been opened. Xiao Yi and Guan yubai also got on their horses, and a group of six people filed out of the city.

Outside the city gate, someone is cleaning the body and blood stains of Nanliang people.

Go south along Guandao road.

The sun is still mild in the autumn morning, and the sun gently sprinkles on the mountains, official roads, treetops, fields and people in the distance

The scenery in the southern suburbs is beautiful. On the roadside, there are clusters of wild camellia with beautiful flowers and colorful branches. Compared with those carefully cultivated camellia, these wild camellia have a kind of vigorous vitality.

From time to time, you can see birds and butterflies perching on branches and flowers, leisurely and complacent, but they are startled and scattered by the sound of horses' hooves and the cry of eagles.

Maybe he is used to playing with pigeons and birds in the palace. Xiaohui seldom takes birds as prey. He just teases them. When he looks at them, he crows excitedly.

All the way forward, Guan yubai has already surveyed Yanding city for five miles, so they basically didn't stop. After about half an hour, several continuous mountains appeared hundreds of meters ahead.

The horses slowed down quickly. Han Qixia pointed to the front and said, "there is Yulan mountain ahead Last time my grandfather and I came here to collect herbs, we came across several rare herbs on the mountainThe horse speeded up again and galloped straight to the rain hills ahead.

Step on

A group of people stopped their horses at the foot of the mountain. They turned over and dismounted. Bamboo left to watch the horse. Xiaosi spontaneously packed the bag for Guan yubai.

"I remember the last time my grandfather and I went up the mountain from the path ahead..."

Han Qixia volunteered to lead the way in front of others.

Yulan mountain is not a scenic spot. There are no temples and pavilions on the mountain. On weekdays, most of the people who come here are hunters. Occasionally, there are also medicinal farmers who collect herbs. Therefore, there is no artificial Road on the mountain. Only some hunter's paths are steep and muddy.

The mountain road is not easy to walk, and Han Qixia is the only weak woman among them. At first, Fu Yunhe was worried that Han Qixia could not walk such a rugged mountain road, but she did not want to. She looked more flexible and vigorous than he was. She wore a pair of deer skin gloves, and from time to time she grabbed some branches, shrubs and so on to move forward.

Several people did not stop all the way, and soon reached the hillside.

Looking at Han Qixia's thin sweat on her forehead, Fu Yunhe was just about to propose whether we should have a rest. However, Han Qixia's face was happy, her eyes were shining like jewels, and she raised her voice slightly excited: "yes! It's stone grass

Along her eyes, she saw clusters of dark gray thorny plants growing around a half split piece of dead wood.

Han Qixia strode forward and skillfully took out the scythe in the basket behind her.

The blade of the scythe is extremely cold and sharp. A few rays of sunlight are projected down through the cracks in the upper branches and leaves. The blade of the sickle twinkles with cold light, which makes people feel hair in their hearts.

The cold and hard blade is in sharp contrast to Han Qixia's delicate and plain hands, one rigid and one soft, one cold and one warm.

Fu Yunhe, with the eyes of a general, can say with full conviction that this scythe cut on the wrist or neck is enough to kill!

He swallowed and felt that his cousin was not suitable to carry such a dangerous weapon. What if she accidentally sprained her foot and fell to the blade?

What if she accidentally cuts her wrist while picking herbs?

"Cousin Xia, let me help you." Fu Yunhe smiles and asks for help.

Han Qixia's feet stopped and her clear eyes looked at Fu Yunhe. The pupil of the clear mountain stream and spring seemed to reflect Fu Yunhe's mind. Fu Yunhe was so guilty that he almost didn't dare to look at her directly.

Han Qixia raised a faint smile and said, "cousin crane, do you know which herb I want to pick?"

Fu Yunhe was stunned and pointed to the gray "thorns" and said, "isn't that stone grass?"

Han Qixia glanced at him with a smile. Then she squatted down and cut off a section of gray needles with a sickle. She said, "Vitex chinensis often grows with a plant called ash thorns. At first glance, they are very similar, but the former can be used as medicine, while the latter is just ordinary grass and trees."

Fu Yunhe takes a close look and finds that the gray "thorn" is really mixed with two similar plants.

Han Qixia also skillfully cut a section of Vitex chinensis, and continued: "and to select Lithospermum, you must choose this kind of ash with dark green, so that it is just mature. It is too tender and not easy to be used as medicine..."

While explaining, Han Qixia continued to cut the Vitex, and soon she had picked a lot of it.

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