The moonlight was like water, sprinkled all over the camp.

The night was eerily quiet, silent, as if fear could spread, and the barking of dogs and nightingales could not be heard.

The remnants of the campfire were faint, the light of the fire flickered, and the night was deep, and people were asleep, except for the listless soldiers on duty, who routinely and yawned about the camp.

Almost all the camps have been extinguished, and the people have fallen into a deep sleep, except for the princess's tent, where two red lanterns are still lit, indicating the noble status of the camp.

In the middle of the night, the lantern should have been extinguished a long time ago, but the host specially hung a lantern to show the identity of the distinguished guest, and the guest was not easy to take it down.

The red lanterns look festive and dazzling in this cold and dark night.

Chazhenha sat restless in the tent, getting up and sitting down, walking up and down from time to time, with an anxious look on his face.

The battle is about to start, and it is happening in the tribal camp, and I don't know how much damage it will bring to the tribe, as for the harvest? Hmph, Chazhenha was implicated, what is the gain there?

Borchon looked calm, his fate and Timulan are closely related, as long as Timulan is safe, no matter how big the loss is, he can bear it.

Abdul Qinri was devastated and his face was gloomy.

Wolf Wei has been a continuous traitor, if it weren't for Lei Shaoxuan's arrangement, Princess Timuran's few lives would not be enough to assassinate, and she would definitely be executed by the Great Khan, and her family would be reduced to slaves, and I shuddered to think about it.

He lay motionless on the bed in the corner, half exhausted and injured by the fight with Tusoni, half disheartened.

Abdul Qinri simply handed over the command to Lei Shaoxuan.

As the younger brother of Princess Timuran, this identity is reasonable, although the unknown wolf guard and the warriors of the City Lord's Mansion are a little disdainful of this, and look down on Lei Shaoxuan, but they don't dare to question it.

The Hu people respect their identity, and the idiot young master of the tribal leader leads the troops to fight a lot, and there are many Lei Shaoxuan. The wolf guards didn't dare to disobey at all, Lei Shaoxuan slashed the wolf guards with a knife, and all the wolf guards knew it clearly.

Killing opportunities always come quietly and inadvertently.

In the early hours of the morning, in the darkest hour before dawn, a gust of wind suddenly drifted inadvertently outside the tent, making a brushing sound, as if someone had walked by.

"It's coming!"

Lei Shaoxuan quietly opened a thin slit.

In the dark, dozens of men in black, divided into two teams, did not know when they had infiltrated and rushed straight towards the princess's tent lit with two red lanterns.

The face was covered with black clothes, black hats and black scarves, and his light and uniform footsteps floated by like ghosts.

Two groups of men in black stood around the princess's tent, and suddenly raised their bows in unison and aimed their arrows at the tent.

Chazhenha was dumbfounded, the princess had moved, and there were more than a dozen tribal warriors in ambush in the tent. Originally, the plan was to wait for the Assassins to enter, and then rush up and hack them to death, but the Assassins did not enter immediately, but instead shot with a bow, trying to kill all the people in the camp.

The unsuspecting samurai, faced with a rain of arrows like locusts, can imagine the results.

"Kill!" Lei Shaoxuan shouted when he saw this.

The horn pierced the night sky and resounded through the grassland.

In the blink of an eye, the soldiers rushed out of the surrounding tents and blocked the roads around the tents.

"Kill...... Kill ......"

The man in black was caught off guard and was rushed and killed by various teams of samurai, making a mess.

Jin Ge resonated, screams, shouts of killing, wailing...... Blood splattered, severed limbs flew around.

After a brief period of panic, the men in black quickly gathered and contracted, turning into an attack formation.

"There is an ambush, attack and break out......," shouted a man in black, who was none other than the leader of the Assassins.

The man in black led the team, rushing left and right, trying to break out of the encirclement.

The princess's tent was surrounded by nine tents and eight passages, each of which was guarded by warriors led by the Wolf Guard.

The passage is narrow, the wolf guard is strong in martial arts, and every step he takes, the man in black needs to pay a great price.

However, the man in black was well-trained, cooperated tacitly, and attacked sharply, and the man in black kept falling, but he also gradually opened a gap and rushed out.

The black-clothed man's assault was extremely effective, and he swung in unison with a neat row of knives at the close, and the wolf guard could block a knife, but he couldn't block the knife row, and there were archers behind him to shoot a volley, destroying the withering and decaying. The severed limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground, and blood was dripping on the ground. The man in black kept breaking through the corpse on the corpse.

Only an army can be so neat, and the soldiers who block it keep falling, and the screams are endless.

Chazhenha was terrified, and most of the fallen were tribal warriors.

"Bow and arrow...... Bow and arrow...... Shoot them ......" Chazhenha's eyes were red and he roared hoarsely.

"Wolf guards, rush into them and break up their formation...... Close ......"

The local battle commander, Abdul Qinri, who is also a qualified general, yelled.

"Kill ......"

The passage between the tents was narrow, and the teams were gradually strangled together, and without the advantage of formation, the men in black gradually couldn't resist.

The result is a one-sided retreat.

Abdul Qinri, Chazhenha, and Borxiong also rushed into the black-clothed men, melee combat, and gave full play to their personal combat effectiveness, which was the most correct method.

Seeing that the passage is getting narrower and narrower, such a cramped space is not conducive to giving full play to the advantage of numbers.

"Bring down the tent and attack everywhere!"

Lei Shaoxuan shouted loudly, and the warriors came to their senses.

The camp tent fell, the attack surface suddenly opened up, and the surface that needed to be defended must also be expanded, the man in black needed to defend everywhere, and he could no longer concentrate on attacking a passage, the disadvantage of a small number of people was undoubtedly exposed, the situation suddenly changed, and the man in black fell into a bitter battle in an instant.

Seeing this, Lei Shaoxuan drew his knife and rushed in, his shadow was like smoke, shaped like a ghost, and a bloody rain rolled up.

The sword flashed, the blood rained down, and the broken arm flew sideways, which was tragic and abnormal......

The black-clothed man cooperated tacitly and neatly, with obvious traces of the army, all of which Lei Shaoxuan was no stranger to, and he was more than flexible when he entered the battle.

Although the man in black cooperated tacitly, now he was attacked by soldiers everywhere, and the formation was scattered, taking care of one and losing the other, Lei Shaoxuan rushed into the flock like a lion, and the man in black who maintained the formation was scattered.

Seeing this, Borxiong and Chazhenha were in high spirits and their blood was boiling.

"Kill them all......"

Chazhenha roared angrily, the Fengchaer tribe is weak, and every man is incomparably precious, and now he has suffered heavy casualties, which makes him feel distressed.

"Kill ......"

Borchon was a battle maniac, full of murderous spirits.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

“......”

The sound of killing shook the sky, the blood shone brightly, the screams continued, there were fewer and fewer people in black, and there were more and more corpses on the ground.

The leader of the men in black led his men to dodge left and right, but they couldn't rush out, seeing that their men were killed one by one, and the enemies were crowded all around, it was impossible to escape no matter what, and the rest of the people were scarred and bloody, back to back, surrounded by groups.

"Put down the knife and surrender!" The victory was decided, Lei Shaoxuan breathed a sigh of relief and shouted.

Looking at the stumps and broken arms all over the ground, the blood stains were flowing everywhere, and the miserable situation like Shura hell, Lei Shaoxuan was a little unbearable.

Several men in black looked at the leader, and the leader looked at Lei Shaoxuan with an unwilling look in his eyes

"Who are you? I know the names of all the warriors on the steppe who may stand in our way, and they will never be so strong in martial arts to kill so many of my brothers. ”

"Tiemu of Tianxiang Pavilion, put down your sword and surrender, you can not die. ”

The leader smiled and said, "We are members of the Black River Flying Eagle Gang. ”

After saying that, all the people in black glanced at each other and committed suicide one after another.

All the samurai couldn't help but shudder, these people were so brave that they would rather die than surrender.

A wolf guard came to Lei Shaoxuan's side and said, "My lord, all the injured assassins have also committed suicide, either killing themselves or drinking poison. ”

These people, apparently afraid of revealing their identities, or fearing to be evidence, all chose to commit suicide.

In fact, the Great Khan is cruel by nature, and if you suspect anyone, you don't need any evidence at all, but the suicides of the men in black one by one show that the forces behind the assassination are powerful, and even the Great Khan must have ironclad evidence if he wants to deal with him.

Now that everyone is dead, there is no proof of death, and the man in black called himself the Black River Flying Eagle Gang before he died, and the Great Khan could only treat them as the Flying Eagle Gang.

There were dead bodies all over the ground, blood stains on the ground, and broken arms and stumps scattered everywhere, and the tragic situation was unbearable to witness.

Lei Shaoxuan's hand suddenly tightened, and he was tightly grasped by Timuran.

Timuran's body trembled slightly, and the hellish situation in front of her made her feel frightened, trembling, and couldn't bear to look at it.

"Let's go. Timulan trembled and whispered.

Lei Shaoxuan had no choice but to take her hand and leave the battlefield. Behind him, the tribe woke up, many had already helped clear the battlefield, and there was a cry of grief to see so many loved ones wounded or killed......

Cleaned up.

Abdul Qinri, Borxiong, and Chazhenha came to greet Princess Timuran.

Princess Timulan was still wearing a veil, and Ah Xiang said, "How is this battle?"

"Eight wolf guards were killed, most of them were injured, fifteen warriors of the city lord's mansion were killed, twenty-eight tribes were killed, countless people were injured, and Abdul Qinri was also injured. Borchon took advantage of his face and said slowly.

Cha Zhenha's heart was dripping with blood, and he was very angry in his heart, his tribe had so many dead and wounded that he couldn't even see the face of a princess, and he couldn't hear his voice.

The princess was so indifferent without saying a word.

"Chazhenha. Ah Xiang said suddenly.

"Well, ah......" Cha Zhenha was obviously absent-minded, and suddenly woke up when he heard the words.

"Chazhenha, you have a dark wound on your body, and you are irritable with good wine, and your inner fire burns your kidneys, so that you can't have children. ”

Ah Xiang sighed, looked at Cha Zhenha, and said slowly.

Cha Zhenha was shocked, he was almost thirty years old, but he had no children, which made him feel very faceless, and he was very anxious, and he kept blaming his mother-in-law.

The Hu people are precocious, most of the teenage children have already started families, and many of the children of his friends the same age as Chazhenha have run after the girls.

Abdul Qinri, Lei Shaoxuan, and Borxiong looked straight at Cha Zhenha.

Cha Zhenha's face flushed, a little annoyed, but he didn't dare to attack, snorting, and said without hesitation: "Look at what I'm doing? I'm not a hen that doesn't lay eggs...... I serve several times a day......"

"How many more hens?" Despite Timuran's presence, Borchon spoke without scruples.

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and drove away some of their sorrow.

"The princess has specially written you a prescription, which you can take according to the prescription to regulate your body, remove dark diseases, and give birth to children, and leave you three boxes of the Queen Mother's heavenly incense, and make amends. ”

"Also, the princess will give you 100,000 taels of silver, which will be used as a compensation for the dead and wounded samurai. You can send someone to accompany the princess to the Tianxiang Pavilion in the royal capital to fetch it,"

Ah Xiang suddenly said sharply: "These silver taels are for the deceased's bereavement, you have to give them to the deceased's family, the old and young wives and children, dare to embezzle, cut off your head." ”

When Cha Zhenha heard this, he was overjoyed, drove away all unhappiness, and kowtowed again and again.

"Die for the princess, and then die. Chazhenha was a little ashamed in his heart, it was rumored that Princess Timulan was beautiful and kind, and he even doubted the princess.

Lei Shaoxuan secretly slandered in his heart: "It's not for the princess, it's for the hen to lay eggs, right?"

His gaze turned to a masked samurai next to him, who was looking at him mischievously, his eyes bright and sparkling.