The blade raised high in the early night, glowing with cold silver-white light, Mu Qing gradually lost her breath, she raised her face, the first shining star had risen in the sky, she decided that the last look she threw into this world was the cold broken army star in the sky, but her heart was extremely calm, so she closed her eyes.

For a moment, it was so quiet that only the whispering of the wind in her ears was silent, and she struggled no further, letting the person choke her neck, quietly waiting for the moment when the knife fell.

Suddenly she heard a dull "poof", and for a moment she thought it was the sound of a short knife piercing her heart, and then a few drops of wet things spilled on the corners of her forehead, and she asked herself, is that the blood splattered from her heart?

The hand stuck in her neck suddenly tightened, and she realized that the "poof" sound was definitely not the sound that pierced her body, and she opened her eyes suddenly, the person in front of her still maintained the posture of raising the knife, the short knife was still flashing cold light in mid-air, but he froze there and would not move anymore, a sharp feather arrow pierced his forehead from the back of his head, and the white and red melted together, and the blood splattered everywhere.

The wet stuff that had just splashed on her forehead was his blood. Xu is pain in his hand, and the moment before he was out of breath, he added force to his hand, Mu Qing only felt that his throat seemed to be about to be screwed off, and a dull pain came out from the inside, but he didn't have the strength to raise his hand and push him away.

The sound of horses' hooves trampled sounded, from far to near, the speed was extremely fast, and I didn't know how many breaths of kung fu it was, it was already close, Mu Qing only glimpsed a familiar figure on the horse, and then he heard the sound of a long knife splitting the wind, and suddenly the strength of his neck was loosened, and a large mouthful of cold air was sucked into his throat violently, causing his throat to ache and pain, and there was a trace of blood.

The thief in front of her fell to the ground, she leaned over with her hand on her chest and gasped, coughing violently, and out of the corner of her eye, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a hand that was cut off by Qi Qi on the ground, still maintaining a pinching posture, and her heart couldn't help but feel a sigh of grazing.

Finally holding her breath, she raised her gaze slightly, and in front of the severed palm, four more horses' hooves appeared. Mu Qing suddenly remembered the familiar figure that had just galloped over, so she slowly straightened up, and raised her eyes along the horse's hooves to look up.

Immediately, the black leather boots on the man's feet were stained with blood, cement and loess dust, and an empty long scabbard hung on one side, and a long knife hung on the other, dripping with blood. The blaze behind the ride was so bright that the bruised green tendons on the back of the hand holding the hilt of the sword were clearly visible. Moving his gaze upwards, he was dressed in a gray-brown narrow robe, with light leather armor covering his wrists, elbows, and back of his heart.

Mu Qing froze in place, and the indescribable tide of thought crashed into her heart at once, and the person who was sitting with a knife immediately hung down the knife was teaching her to search for more than half a year, and she almost died here. Ecstasy and anger were mixed, but this place was not a place for catharsis, and the fire behind Du Ruhui was blazing, and the sound of slashing and killing continued.

She hurriedly looked at the place where the caravan had been robbed, the banner of the cloud character was fiercely raised, a group of soldiers were fighting with the bandits who robbed the road, and another Xuanjia Lang general on the side of the post road looked at her with a big bow. Needless to say, the sharp arrow that pierced the back of the thief's head came from him.

Through the firelight, Mu Qing could see clearly that it was Li Jiaerlang who would save her life from the short knife. Over there, Li Shimin saw that Du Ruhui had rushed to her side and that she was no longer in the way, so he turned his horse's head and threw himself into the fight on the post road.

Du Ruhui frowned and looked at her for a long time, finally nodded helplessly, and stretched out a hand to her. Mu Qing had resentment in his heart, and he couldn't help but be a little angry, but he secretly judged the form, but it was not the time to make sex, so he had to step forward and grab his hand, get on the horse and ride with him.

"How did you get here?" Du Ruyan asked in a deep voice, and handed a golden object to her hand.

"Self-explanatory business." Mu Qing replied lightly, took the utensils, spread out his palms and saw that it was her double-stacked treasure flower golden hairpin. Because she was wearing men's clothes, she only pulled off the hairpin and wrapped it in her bag, and somehow got into his hands.

Du Ruhui glanced at the post road, these fifty or sixty bandits in Yun Dingxing's army, they could be cleaned in three or two clicks, and now it seemed that it was nearing the end, so he instigated the horse to go over there, and raised his eyebrows at Mu Qing in front of him and said coldly: "Merchant? To Yanmen Pass? How did I not know that Liu Ao had dealings with the caravans at Yanmen Pass? I don't know when he is too old to walk, and wants you to trek with the caravan alone, and there is no one at home? ”

Mu Qing didn't answer, stared at the endgame on the post road in front of him, and answered the question, "How is the Shi family brother?" ”

"The caravan is running out of life." He answered briefly, and the horse approached. "Don't you go to General Yun, and only act as a guard in the army led by Erlang, and follow me, can you save it?"

She nodded silently and dismounted, not saying a word to him.

At this time, the bandits have been wiped out, there are nearly 100 corpses lying in the ground, there are merchants in the ranks, there are also bandits, and then there are a few soldiers, all over the blood, and even crushed through the abdomen, the internal organs overflow, the broken legs and stumps can be seen everywhere, the bloody gas is filled with a strange smell, the original dry and dusty loess road, but at this moment it seeps into the blood, and it is difficult to walk on it.

Mu Qing saw Shi Jiulang at a glance, his eyes were wide open, there were several knife wounds on his body, his robe was soaked with blood, and he was lifeless and collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud. She crouched down, stiffened her scalp and ran her hand over his eyes, stroking them straight down twice before he closed them.

I wanted to find Shi Liulang's body again, but I couldn't bear it, turned around and squatted on the side and retched, retching on one wall, and holding back tears on the other.

"Since you have the courage to come here, how can you know that you are afraid now?" Du Ruhui still spoke in a cold tone, and dragged her up from the pile of corpses underground, with such force that he staggered her two steps and almost fell.

She stubbornly didn't look at his expression, so she wiped a handful of tears from her face with her sleeves, and the dust, blood, and tears were all over her face for a while.

He looked her up and down a few times, Shi Qing's beard robe couldn't see the dust or blood stains, a mess, with a man's hair tied on the top, at this time loosely tilted to the side of the head, a few strands hanging on both sides of the cheeks, in addition to the flower paste on the face, the blood marks on one side were even more impressive.

He had never seen her so wolfy, as if she was completely different from the delicate and elegant woman he always remembered, and a bitter pain stretched from his side to his heart. So he sighed heavily, pulled out a long clean gauze from the leather armor on his chest, threw it on her shoulder, and said in a cruel tone: "The corpse is heavy, cover your mouth and nose." ”

Mu Qing wrapped the veil around his neck twice, covering half of his face, his neck was pinched hard just now, and there was still a dull pain. She sat down on a side-of-the-side truck on the side of the road. After a while, Li Jiaerlang, who was dressed in Xuanjia, also paced and stood beside her, and the two looked at the soldiers and men carrying and cleaning the corpses on the ground one by one, because they couldn't tell which was a bandit and which was a businessman, so they had to be stacked in one place.

"How did you come here? If it weren't for General Yun's army passing by here tonight, if it weren't for the bandits who were fighting for your golden hairpin in their hands, it was unfortunate that Brother Du of the Orthodox Sect saw it......" said Li Shimin raised his chin to the pile of corpses, "Qi Niang, you would be in that pile." ”

"He tricked me back to Yuhang and abandoned me there, so I naturally wanted to ask him." Mu Qing said with half anger and half self-deprecation, turned his head to look at Du Ruhui, who was patrolling among the corpses on the other side of the post road, and saw the cloud character banner waving, because he asked again: "Why did you follow Yun Dingxing's team now?" What is so urgent about marching at night? ”

Li Shimin looked around for a while, and said in a low voice: "Yang Guangbei patrols the Turks, and there is a letter coming out, saying that Bi Khan will deliberately disadvantage him, and my father sent me to Yanmen Pass with Yun Dingxing first. ”

"Who's the news? Why didn't it go straight to the emperor, but it had to be passed to Tang Guogong? Mu Qing asked.

"Princess Yicheng. Yang Guanggang is self-serving, if he is willing to listen, how can I have the opportunity for my father and son to lead the troops and invite merit? Li Shimin laughed, and also glanced at Du Ruhui over there, and lowered his voice a little lowered: "Brother Du said that it is necessary to become famous in a battle, so that he can use the name of guarding the Turks to occupy the troops from Yanmen Pass to Jinyang." ”

Mu Qingran nodded, "That's the truth." It's just that the army is under the command of Yun Dingxing, but how many soldiers have you brought here? ”

"There are five hundred elite soldiers, all of whom are transferred from Honghua County. In addition, General Yun allocated 500 cavalry. ”

She looked at him dumbfounded, it is known that the Turks have 100,000 soldiers at the moment, but Yun Dingxing only gave him 500 cavalry, counting the 500 elite soldiers in Honghua County, it is only 1,000, with 1,000 soldiers bravely against the 100,000 tiger and wolf army, he Yun Dingxing wants Erlang to fill the tiger's mouth with his body.

Li Shimin disagreed, and smiled leisurely. At this moment, Du Ruhui walked back from there, stood beside her with a cold face, and didn't look at her or speak differently to her.

The soldiers had piled up the corpses in one place, sprinkled them with pine resin and sulfur smoke, and threw a few torches at the pile, and immediately the fire burst into a huge fire, and the flames and black smoke rushed into the sky. The three of them looked at the fire silently, there was a strange smell in the air, which made people panic, Mu Qing unconsciously raised his hand and pulled the yarn, covering his mouth and nose tightly.

After the chaos on the post road was handled, a soldier moved away the thick round trunk cut off on the post road, and the whole army sent again, Mu Qing took a horse left by the caravan, turned over on the horse, followed by Du Ruhui's side, and looked around, only to see about five hundred cavalry, and did not see another five hundred elite soldiers, she was full of doubts, but it was not good to ask more, so she had to peek at Du Ruhui, who had a cold face next to her, suppressed the faint anger rising in her heart, shrank in his shadow, and walked forward with the army.