Chapter 848

Shen Yan turned over and got on the horse, whipped the horse and ran away.

The rest of the mission immediately followed.

Now it is the end of November, Turkey is located in the northwest, extremely cold. At night, the cold wind howled constantly, and it made my face ache. But everyone was frightened, and they kept running, and they were sweating.

However, the sweat soon condensed, cold.

Shen Yan and his party did not dare to slack off and ran wildly.

Running out of a section of road, suddenly came a shout: "third prince, stay!"

Shen Yan was shocked. How dare he stay? It's another whip to run.

The moon tonight is especially bright, shining the earth brightly, just like the day.

Turkic Khan led a team of people to catch up. Seeing that the Third Prince of Yan never stopped, Khan narrowed his eyes slightly, put his thumb and index finger to his lips and whistled.

The sound of the horse's hooves was particularly clear, and the whistle was also particularly clear.

Shen Yan's secret way is not good. Sure enough, the next moment, all the horses on their side stop at the same place.

The corner of Khan's mouth rose slightly and whistled again.

All the horses on Shen Yan's side began to turn around, and then ran back quickly.

They were all horses of the Turkic King's court. As long as the master's family gave orders, they could not control them at all.

We had no choice but to jump off the horse. Shen Yan was the same. He had to jump off the horse and hit the ground for a few rolls.

On this landing, Shen Yancai saw the face of the group of people who were closely following him. The head of the man sitting on the horse, high nose deep eyes, deep features, is a kind of exotic beauty. But different from the typical face of Turks, this person's facial contour has some characteristics of Central Plains.

This kind of good-looking and special face can make people remember it, and even be in a trance for a moment - when the brain is hit by the beauty of flourishing age, it will inevitably stop for a moment.

It turns out that this is the Turkic Khan Tuoba Zhi. Shen Yan sighed in his heart.

"Third prince, my king is kind to you, but you run away without saying hello - is that your way of being a guest in the Central Plains?" Tuoba is not smiling.

Turks now belong to the state of Yan, so the leader Khan calls himself "Ben Wang" - he has no right to call himself "Zhen".

Shen Yan snorted coldly and said, "don't blame Khan. There's something urgent in our country. I'm going to apologize to you."

Tuoba held Yin to measure ground to smile, gallop horse not flurried to walk to come over. He looked down at Shen Yan on horseback and said with a smile: "in that case, you might as well have my king escort the third prince back to the country."

Shen Yan quickly compared the situation and said with a sneer, "good."

All the members of the diplomatic corps were in a cold sweat and looked nervously at their third prince.

Shen Yan grabs the saddle, his eyes suddenly cold, suddenly turns over and sits on the horse behind Tuoba Zhi, draws out the soft sword wrapped around his waist and draws it to Tuoba Zhi's neck.

However, Tuo Ba Zhi's reaction was also very fast. He quickly bent his elbow up to the left side of Shen Yan's chest.

Shen Yan was so hurt that he could hardly hold the sword.

"Zheng -"

"Zheng -"

the sound of Qi Shushu pulling his sword out of its sheath is particularly chilling at night. Seeing Khan's attack, the Turkic soldiers showed their weapons at the first time.