Under the cold moonlight, on the hard and cold official road, there was a long brown dragon winding, braving the cold wind and slowly marching forward, these people were the Turkic army that escaped from Yanmen Pass, about 30,000 people. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 It was already extremely cold at night in November, but the Turkic army had to endure hunger and cold and advance towards the west with difficulty.

A few months ago, when they came from their hometown to the east, they were so majestic and high-spirited, but now they are like frosted eggplants, with a languid demeanor and a great embarrassment.

The Eastern Crusade was defeated, completely defeated, and the Great Khan, who once galloped the world, was now asleep, lying in the carriage in the middle of the procession, no matter how the carriage tossed, he no longer had the slightest consciousness.

The news of Jieli's death has dissipated the last vestiges of the Turkic army's morale, and they can't wait to return to their homeland, so that they can feel safe, and only the warmth of home can wash away their fatigue and fear. However, even if they return to their hearts like arrows, the long-day non-stop rush has already made the physical strength a little overdrawn, and what is even more unbearable is the feeling of hunger and thirst in the stomach, the colder the weather, the greater the consumption of food by people, suddenly, one of the people in the team fell to the ground softly, and could not get up for a long time, and the soldiers who were familiar with each other hurriedly surrounded him and called out loudly.

"Brother Han, Brother Han, what's wrong with you, get up!

"Hold on, Brother Han, we're almost home! Your mother is still waiting for you!" However, no matter how his companions called, the fallen soldier closed his eyes and could no longer make a sound.

"Let's go, he's dead, dead!" a low and sad sigh made everyone go on the road again, but their hearts were extremely depressed and resentful.

The wind seemed to be a little stronger, and the bright moonlight seemed so harsh and cold.

"General, the night is dark, the brothers have been on their way all night, and now they are tired and hungry, do you think you should stop and rest for a while, and wait until tomorrow morning to continue the journey?" Daru Bus stopped, pursed his lips and looked at the general in front of him, his hair was covered with crystal frost flowers, making his appearance in his thirties look very vicissitudes.

In one day, Jieli died, Ashina Simo failed to rebel and died, Duoduo defected to the enemy, Alain Jebe was seriously injured, and even if Daru Bus had been on the battlefield for a long time, it was inevitable that he was a little shocked and at a loss.

In terms of official position, Dalubus was just the leader of a small tribe in the Turks, Ruhan Division, compared to Ashnasmer, Duoduo and others, and even under Alan Zhebe, but now he had to take on the important task of escorting Jieli back to China. Although Taru Bus was also very tired, exhausted, hungry and thirsty, he could only cheer up his spirit and urge the team to speed up.

"General Dalu, the Great Khan died suddenly, and the major events of the grassland are undecided, we must send the Great Khan's last order to Bayan as soon as possible, appease the people, and stabilize the dynasty, otherwise let Xiaoxiao take the opportunity to cause chaos, the country will be in turmoil, and you and I will be the sinners of the country!" The heavy words of Alan Zhebel resounded in his ears again, and Daru Bus couldn't help but shudder, and his tired spirit lifted slightly.

Although Ashnasimo was once given death by Jieli, but these days he has been born and died for the Turks, but today he suddenly assassinated the Great Khan, this result Daru Bus is deeply suspicious, but Ashnasimo is dead, there is no proof of death, Alan Jebe is also seriously injured, almost unable to live, so that Daru Bus has no doubt.

The most important thing is that he knows very well that what Alan Zhebei said is true, and no matter what, he must deliver the body of his life and Jieli to Bayan safely, which is the most important thing at the moment, and there is no room for hesitation.

"Can't stop!" Looking at the eager eyes of the soldiers, Dalubus's heart was very heavy, but he hardened his heart and said sharply: "The Sui army is watching on the side, and it may be chasing at any time, so we must continue to hurry!"

Seeing that Daru Bus was so leading, even if the Turkic army was reluctant to live again, they could only grit their teeth and continue to hurry, but the speed was really not flattering.

……

The cold wind is howling outside the house, and the snow is falling, but the house is warm like spring, especially the crisp and charming sound like a silver bell adds a bit of warmth and vitality to the Shizi's tent in winter.

"Giggles, Your Royal Highness, come on, come to chase the slave family!" In the gorgeous and solemn tent of the prince of Bayan City, a woman in a slender red shirt with a face like a hibiscus full moon giggled, happily stepping on the soft and delicate carpet, jumping and running, delicate as a beautiful elf.

Behind her, there was a richly dressed young man, his face was very handsome, but his eyebrows and eyes were frivolous, especially the bewitching smile on the corner of his mouth was extremely inconsistent with his noble clothes and this magnificent, majestic and dignified hall.

"Prodigal hoof, stop quickly, otherwise if you let this son catch you, I will punish you!" The red-shirted woman's starry eyes were half-opened, the water was shining, her cheeks were flying, her red lips were slightly raised, and she said shyly: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is angry, the slave family is not running away, and I hope you will cherish the slave family!" The voice was soft, caressing the heart, and people couldn't help but feel ripples.

"Haha!" the young man couldn't help but laugh wildly when he heard this, "Sao Hoof, are you really afraid of the punishment of this son? I'm afraid it's too late to rejoice!" As he spoke, the young man's eyes lit up, and a hungry tiger pounced on the red-shirted girl.

"Ahh

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the hall, and the movements of the young man's hand lingered on the woman's delicate skin again with only a slight pause, and he said unhappily: "I'm busy, I'll talk about something later!"

"His Royal Highness, 100,000 urgent, there is no room for delay!" A noisy voice came from outside the hall again, which made the young man frown, his face was angry, and he said coldly: "What's the matter?"

"This matter is about the luck of the Turks, and it is also about the future of His Royal Highness. I must tell His Highness the Prince in person!"

"Hmph!" the young man pulled the scattered clothes not far away and covered the woman's body, looked at the door of the hall with a cold eye, and said, "If you talk nonsense, watch your head!"

"Don't dare!" the people outside the hall hurriedly agreed and pushed the door in, bowing their heads, as if they did not notice the strangeness in the hall, or did not dare to look at it.

"Humble Yelu Abaoji see His Royal Highness the Prince. "This person is in his early thirties, handsome, upright, and looks like a talent, but there is a little gloomy and frivolous between his eyebrows, and his exploitative lips show that this person is a little mean.

"Yelu Abaoji, don't you know the rules of this world?"

"Don't dare!" Yelu Abaoji hurriedly kowtowed, and said in fear: "His Royal Highness the Prince of Qiqi, the Eastern Expedition has failed, and the Great Khan has returned to the west, and he will be able to return to Bayan in three days!"

His Royal Highness calmed his anger and listened to the humble position. Yelu Abaoji quietly glanced at the ugly Han Timo, and then said: "Your Royal Highness, the Great Khan died of a serious illness at Yanmen Pass two days ago, and he has already driven the crane to the west, and now he is escorting the body of the Great Khan to Bayan ...... by Alan Jebe and Dalu Bus."

"What!?" Yelu Abaoji was interrupted by Han Timo before he finished speaking, only to see him look shocked, looking at Yelu Abaoji in disbelief and asking, "What did you say, Father Khan died?"

"Yes!"

"What crime should I be guilty of boldly cursing the Great Khan with vain words?" said Khan Timo, full of murderous energy.

Yelu Abaoji raised his head suddenly, looked directly at Han Timo, and said in a deep voice: "Your Royal Highness, even if you are bold, you will never dare to deceive you, the messenger sent by General Alan Jebe is now outside the account of the prince, if you don't believe it, you can inquire in person." ”

"The Great Khan has died, the grassland has no owner, I am afraid that there will be ghosts and ghosts who will take the opportunity to make trouble, His Royal Highness the Prince must prepare early, which is also the purpose of General Alan to send a letter in advance. After a pause, Yelu Abaoji continued: "General Alan said that His Royal Highness only needs to stabilize Bayan, and when he sends the Great Khan's will, you can rightfully ascend to the Great Treasure and take power." ”

"Good, good, good! hahahaha!" Han Timo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he was crazy, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't help touching his ribs, where there was a foot-long, pale red mark, but it was caused by the whipping.

"Daddy, you died too late, too late, hahaha......"

……

The central capital of the Turks, Bayan City, is the inner imperial city.

"His Royal Highness, this leader knows that you have been blinded by the villain, it is because you have made many mistakes over the years, and you have lost your virtue, and now you are framed by the villain, killing your father by mistake, and making a big mistake, Buddhism has clouds: knowing your mistakes can improve Mo Dayan, why should you be obsessed with despising villains, wrong again and again, don't you really want to let the Great Khan die without turning a blind eye, and the ancestors will be disgraced?!" The one who spoke was the leader of the Turkic Wanyan tribe, Wanyan Ugunai, who was middle-aged, burly, wearing red chain mail, riding a black-covered war horse, and the black cloak behind him was hunting in the cold wind.

He had a serious face, a loud voice, and was backed by an army of 100,000 that stretched for miles behind him, full of neutrality and majesty.

As a Turkic minister, you have no orders from the Great Khan and the prince of this world to privately mobilize troops and horses to besiege Bayan, and you are really guilty of plotting rebellion, which is really a crime that cannot be punished!"

At this time, Han Timo's face was gloomy, there was less of a trace of gloom between his eyebrows, and a little more anger, he was the son of the world, the Great Khan died, and the inheritance of the Khan was also natural, but the leader of the Wanyan Department, Wanyan Wugunai, turned black and white upside down, and his words were false, called "Qingjun side, punish adulterers", but in fact, it was an intention to rebel.

"Father Khan treats you like a mountain, and you show your wolf ambition before his bones are cold, which is really punishable!"

"His heart can be punished! His heart can be punished!"

With the imposing shouting and scolding of Han Timo, the Turkic army stationed at the head of the imperial city suddenly shouted loudly, rolling waves, shaking the four fields, and the power was also amazing, but it was still a little weak compared to the Wanyan Wugunai rebel army.

"Hahahaha!" Wanyan Ugunai did not get angry when he heard this, but laughed wildly, and his laughter was full of contempt and mockery for Hanthema.

After laughing for a while, the smile on Wanyan Wugunai's face suddenly retracted, his eyes widened angrily, his eyes flashed, his whole body was full of murderous energy, and he shouted loudly: "Han Timo, you are the son of the world, but you believe in villains, collude with them, there are many acts of deplorability, often punished by the Great Khan, Yelu Abaoji is a despicable villain, despicable and shameless, was driven out of the world by the Great Khan, but you ignored the holy order to recall him back to the palace, so disrespectful, what crime should you be? All day long, he is lustful and lascivious, arrogant and lascivious, and he fights with villains, flies, and dogs, and he ignores the major affairs of the country and the Turkic people, how can such a person who has no virtue and no deeds be qualified to inherit the throne?

"Kill Yelu Abaoji, except for Han Timo!"

"Kill Yelu Abaoji, except for Han Timo!!" The 100,000 army suddenly raised its arms and shouted, and the sound was rolling, like a mountain and a sea, almost making the overflowing cold wind quiet.

"You traitor!" Han Timo's face suddenly turned purple, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Come on, capture this rebellious dog thief for me, and this son will break his body into ten thousand pieces, crush his bones and scatter ashes!" Han Tie Mo is tyrannical and lustful by nature, good extravagance and waste, partial birth Jieli has always been thrifty, severe, and naturally very harsh on him, it is Han Tiemo is bitter and bitter hatred for his father, and now Wanyan Wugunai mentioned the matter of Jieli scolding him, and suddenly touched his reverse scales, even those old scars on his body seem to be faintly painful, how do you tell him not to be angry.

"Your Royal Highness, slow down!" At this moment, a low voice came, Han Timo was displeased in his heart, and suddenly turned his head to look, and saw a handsome general looking at him with a serious face, although his expression was respectful, but there was no awe, this person was the son of the right Khan Tuli, Ashina Motan.

"I don't know what General Motan has to say?" Han Timo frowned, the displeasure on his face was very obvious, and his tone was a little stiff, but Ashina Motan turned a deaf ear, his face was still very serious, and he saluted first, and then said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness, Wanyan Wugunai has 100,000 troops, and only half of the people in the imperial city can fight. Wanyan Wugunai is menacing, the edge is too great, Weichen thinks, we should use the high walls of the city to hold on, only a few days later, the nearby King Qin's soldiers and horses will arrive, and then make a counterattack, Wanyan Wugunai will be defeated!" (To be continued.) )