And at this moment, in the wilderness half a day's journey from Yanbo, a strict army wrapped from head to toe was moving slowly.

It seems to be a loose queue, but it is well-trained, and in the long and boring rush, from beginning to end, there is not the slightest human voice.

The eyes that occasionally glanced around were full of vigilance and indifference, like the cold light of the arrows at the moment of the string, which was terrifying.

This is the temperament that can only be possessed by a true division of a hundred battles.

The figure of the head is particularly burly, except for the occasional strand of hair floating out from under the hood, but it is already gray, obviously old, but in this ice and snow, he let the wind blow open his clothes, revealing his chest full of scars.

If you are an experienced person, you can see at a glance that only a small part of those scars are from swords, and the rest of the traces are from various torture instruments.

Turning a mountain pass, in front of it is a dense pine forest, which is covered with thick quilt-like snow during this season.

Birds and foxtails were in the woods, disturbed by the march, and fled in panic.

"Gai Mian, Lun Rong (qin)!" The knight headed by him glanced up at the high-flying bird, and said lightly, his voice was very hoarse, not the kind of hoarseness that was exhausted after days of running, but the hoarseness after the damage to the vocal cords, low and weird, but a big Mu official dialect was very fluent, if it weren't for the deep eyebrows and eyes of the Mu people under the hood when he looked up, he would have thought it was a visitor from Chang'an.

The two knights whose names he named also agreed in Da Mu's official dialect, and then rode their horses into the forest, and after a while, they heard the movement of birds and beasts fleeing in the forest, and at the end, in the depths of the pine forest, there was a roar of a large beast!

"What about Fu Zhen?" The person behind the knight seemed to be a little worried about Gai Mian and Lun Rong (Qin) who entered the forest, and called softly, "I'm going to take a look, too?"

"Tuluti, listen to the roar, it's just a hungry and weak tiger hungry in the snow!" It's just that the leader named "Na Fuzhen" didn't agree, his gray-blue eyes stared at the southeast, which was where Yanbodu was, and said coldly, "If Gai Mian and Lun Rong (Qin) can't even deal with a hungry and desperate hungry tiger, what qualifications do they have to avenge their fathers?!"

Tulluti glanced at the reins of his left hand, and he knew that it was not his left hand, but because his right hand, along with a cut of his elbow, was gone.

And the gray-blue eyes that Fu Zhen seemed to be intact, but in fact, there was also one, which was not visible at all.

The right hand, the elbow, the one eye, the whole body was covered with bruises, and...... Tuluti didn't dare to turn his gaze, sighed secretly in his heart, and said in his heart: "It's no wonder that Fu Zhen has been fighting with the Great Khan for so many years, and his heart has been sharpened, but after hearing that there was a chance to capture Sheng Shixiong's granddaughter, he rushed over in person desperately!"

The boss named Na Fuzhen has a noble background in Ruru, a son of the Yu Jiulu (LV) clan, that is, the Ruru royal family.

His biological mother once had the nickname of "Prairie Pearl", and was the first beauty recommended by the public in the Ruru country.

Love the house and Wu, that Fu Zhen just landed, and was particularly favored and carefully cultivated by the old Khan King.

And Na Fuzhen did not live up to the expectations of the old Khan King, when he was young, he was handsome, strong, intelligent, brave and good at fighting, although he was not the eldest son, but he was the most important and trusted heir of the old Khan King, and there was no one.

At that time, everyone thought that Na Fuzhen would be the next Khan King.

Until he fell in love with his eldest brother Dengchen Liyu's cousin of his mother's family, the girl who received the crown of "Prairie Pearl" from Na Fuzhen's biological mother, a smile made Ruru's boy fascinated.

Although with Na Fuzhen's position in front of the old Khan, it would be easy to ask her to marry him. But like all young and vigorous young people, he is not willing to force the girl he loves, but tries to impress her with his sincerity and love.

What's more, the requirements of the new "Pearl of the Prairie" were so passionate to him: she did not want bright and luxurious jewelry, nor did she want smooth and expensive incredible silk and silk from Da Mu, and even the rouge gouache that the Ruru nobles loved as treasures, was extremely contemptuous.

As long as Na Fu Zhen proved his bravery to herself, and asked him to go to the frontier with his own hands and cut off the head of the great Mushi who was the same age as him as a dowry, she would not hesitate to put on her wedding dress, be his wife, and bear children for him.

Na Fuzhen accepted this condition almost with joy, and even after the old Khan King and his biological mother were unanimously opposed, he turned to Dengchen Liyu's help, secretly brought a few "henchmen", and galloped to the frontier in the starry night.

The great favor of his biological mother and the doting of the old Khan King, as well as the blindness of love, made the young Yu Jiulu's heir dizzy, and he even thought that as long as he reached the frontier, Da Mu's soldiers would line up like sheep, allowing him to take away the "dowry" that his beloved girl wanted.

And the fact is that he had only set foot on the frontier land for less than half a day before he fell into a long-awaited ambush circle.

The proud martial arts did not have time to play due to the panic, and was skillfully knocked unconscious by the wolf-like Da Mu soldiers, and when he woke up, he was already in a remote valley, and his hands and feet that had been tied for too long had long been unconscious, so that he watched in a trance as the whip shadow flew with a puff of blood, and he didn't even realize that he was being tortured.

"This little cub is hard-boned, and it's not too insulting to his origin. The executioner, sensing his awakening, laughed and said to his companions in fluent Ruru, "But his guards, who are so obnoxious that they confess everything before they can toss it!"

"I really didn't expect that General Chen Bing has been in northern Xinjiang for a few years, and Ru Ru still has the heart to play this kind of nest fighting!" The executioner's companion spat on the ground, and replied in Ru Ru with a bored face, "This little cub is also stupid, at this age, for the little girl he likes, he forgets the words of his father and mother, although it is human nature, but he doesn't use his brain to think about the way that little girl came from?" That's his eldest brother's maternal cousin, people know that you are the most promising prince, but they didn't marry you immediately to be the princess, but instead pushed you to run dangerously, and even took hands after being blocked by your father and mother, just afraid that you wouldn't come to the frontier, which is obviously uneasy and kind!"

"I can't understand such a simple truth, it's just stupid to attract people's pain! Why don't you toss him around the captain, and let him go back to inherit his father's throne?

The executioner said hesitantly: "He doesn't understand at this moment, he was scared when he fell into our hands, and he won't have a brain after he goes back?

He also said, "Didn't the little cub's guards talk about it? The little cub's biological mother was born in the Zi Wu clan, and she was the daughter of the patriarch of the Ruru clan, and she was deeply loved by the Ruru Khan, because she loved him and Wu, and inside and out, it meant that she wanted to make him the next generation of Khan kings, otherwise she would not have attracted the jealousy of his eldest brother Dengchen Liyu, and set such a trap with his mother's family to trap him!"

"In that case, let's scrap this little cub and throw it back, can the Woo clan still stop with Dengchen Liyu?"

The young man was so frightened that he forgot that the two in front of him had been talking in Ruru language, and begged for mercy in the stammering Da Mu official language: "Don't ...... Don't waste me...... I...... My father Khan likes me the most, and you can ask him for things, oxen, sheep, and horses...... My father Khan will definitely agree!!"

"Of course Lao Tzu knows that your father Khan will agree!" The executioner raised his head, the young face that had cultivated a rough habit in the frontier life had to be furrowed, and the malice and coldness in the smile, even if more than 20 years had passed, every time Fu Zhen closed his eyes, he remembered it vividly.

He lifted Nafuzhen's chin with a whip and said word for word in Ruru, "But Lao Tzu doesn't want anything...... If I want your Ruru's things, I will use my own sword to grab and kill them! I don't need you to send them yourself, understand?!"

Nafuzhen nodded tremblingly.

The executioner laughed again: "Little cub, do you want to live? But do you know? Yesterday, one of your people slaughtered a village in my Damu, a village of more than 100 people, half of them are widows, of which there are more than a dozen of them of your age, and five of them are younger than you, all of whom have been trampled back and forth by war horses to pulp...... You say, why do you want to live?!"

The palm covered with knife calluses, patted Fu Zhen's immature cheeks heavily, looked down at the wet tears on the palm, he seemed to soften his heart, and his smile became more and more profound, "Okay, you can live!"

After admiring the joy of being alive in a desperate place for a while, he slowly picked it up, "But it's just alive...... After all, Lao Tzu can count on the Wu clan and the Afugan clan to have a good job!"

As he spoke, the cold glow of the short knife lit up from the sheath little by little, shining on the eyes full of fear in Fuzhen!

…… A long, long time later, Na Fu Zhen knew what kind of gift Dengchen Liyu had prepared for him: the executioner named Sheng Shixiong, after witnessing the torture and killing of Ruru by Pao Ze when he was a teenager, was a firm executor of "tooth for tooth".

The main reason why it is difficult for this Damu officer, who has obviously made great achievements in war and took the initiative to join the army because he abandoned his rich life, is that he insists on abusing and killing, and if he can't kill him, he will abuse everything that falls into his hands.

Later, it is said that because of Ruru's massacre of Damu villages, Sheng Shixiong gradually believed that Ruru should not exist in its entirety.

Since then, Ruru has no distinction between men and women, young and old, in his eyes.

Not to mention the sixteen-year-old Na Fuzhen, who was only one or two years old when Sheng Shixiong's robes were killed, he was still the royal family of Ruru, the heir of Yu Jiulu, the most beloved son of the old Khan King, and the next generation of Khan King of the Ruru clan.

The most important thing is that his accident will directly lead to the conflict between the two strongest tribes in Ruru: the Zi Wu clan and the Afugan clan!

Sheng Shixiong had no reason to let him go.

So he set out intact, like a foal in the spring that had just been born, and was still full of curiosity and hope for the world, running happily and almost happily into the distance, only to return with flesh and blood, scarred and crippled.

That year, his biological mother was over thirty years old, the grassland was bitterly cold, and no matter how delicate her face was, she couldn't withstand the wind and rain.

A few years later, Dengchen Liyu dedicated the new "Prairie Pearl", that is, the girl that Fu Zhen once really liked to the old Khan King, and Fu Zhen's biological mother quickly fell out of favor, and soon after he was infected with a wind chill for no reason, and quickly went to ......

In the middle of this, the Xuan (zi) Wu clan did as Sheng Shixiong expected, for the sake of the results of his daughter and grandson, he challenged Dengchen Liyu and Afugan.

However, under the threat of the Great Mu Dynasty's Zhou general, the dispute was finally settled: the patriarch of the Zi Wu clan and Na Fuzhen's own uncle promised his granddaughter to the eldest son of Dengchen Liyu as his wife.

Dengchen Liyu replaced Na Fuzhen and became the prince.

Now he is the Khan, the "Great Khan" as Tullutti speaks.

No one knows how Nafuzhen, who was less than 20 years old when his biological mother died, survived that period of time and grew to where he is today.

Even Tuluti, who grew up with him since he was a child and lent a helping hand in his most difficult moments, can't imagine what kind of mood Na Fuzhen felt every time he knelt down to Biden Chen Liyu over the years, and the woman who had also lost the title of "Pearl of the Prairie"?

However, Tuluti knew that Na Fu really hated Dengchen Liyu, hated the person he once loved, and might even hate the patriarch of the Zi Wu clan and the old Khan King, but the one he hated the most, in the final analysis, was Sheng Shixiong.

Because no matter how many schemes Dengchen Liyu set up to frame him, if it wasn't for Sheng Shixiong destroying him, he wouldn't have been so defeated.

Living alone in this world.

Yes, even if he uses the accumulation of his years of hard work as an exchange condition, even if he knows that even if he succeeds in capturing Sheng Shixiong's granddaughter this time, Dengchen Liyu will not let go of losing everything...... Na Fu Zhen still chose this deal without hesitation.

Maybe he has lived to this day by any means, not to regain the Khan throne from Dengchen Liyu, but to let Sheng Shixiong also feel the bitter fear and hatred he had back then?

Turuti sighed secretly in his heart, he really wanted to persuade Na Fu Zhen not to be so impulsive, and even the reason why he followed him personally this time was because he was afraid that he would be too eager to take revenge, so that he would mess up.

It's just that......

But whoever knows what Fu Zhen has experienced, who can say anything to hinder him?

"It's just Gai Mian and Lun Rong (qin) who have never seen Sheng Shixiong at all, why didn't they grow up with the bitter hatred of their elders for Sheng Shixiong?" Tuluti smiled bitterly and thought silently, "Even they still want to avenge their fathers, and insist on joining this raid that penetrates deep into the enemy's belly...... What about Fu Zhen?"

In the final analysis, when Sheng Shixiong was in northern Xinjiang, the memory left by that generation of Ruru people was, to be honest, too tragic and painful.

This man, who is arrogant and righteous to his compatriots, is proficient in all the punishments of the army, and his eyes are always like a butcher looking at slaughtered cattle and sheep, and that kind of talk and laughter is an understatement.

And it is quite unreasonable to think that every Da Mu people is worth ten Ruru, which means that every time Ruru slaughters a village, he will try his best to torture and kill ten times as many Ruru, regardless of men, women and children.

So much so that in the next few years, Ruru, who was accustomed to slaughtering villages, rarely dared not even touch the lonely Damu people he occasionally met.

"There are no ambushes or traps in the forest, let's go!" Fu Zhen's indifferent voice interrupted his memory, and when Turuti looked up, he saw that Gai Mian and Lun Heng (Qin) had already joined forces to drag a shot Lin Hu with their mounts.