A chirping hammer that pierced into the big tent made the soldiers on the other side feel like they were facing a great enemy.

Liu Wuzhou walked out of the tent with a sturdy alien general and glared at the other side. "That's about the Khan of Shibi." Mu Qing's gaze was firmly fixed on the two people, and he turned his head to the eldest grandson and said, "Are you ready?" ”

Without waiting for the eldest grandson to answer, on the opposite bank of the river, a long row of archers lined up, and the tips of the arrows flashed in cold light pointed straight at them, and the people behind them.

"From this moment on, no matter what happens, you must not take a step back, take a step back and lose a point." Mu Qing pinched Changsun's fingers, and this seemed to be said to her, but it was also said to himself.

After speaking, she dragged the hand of the eldest grandson and took two steps forward. In the blink of an eye, the two feather arrows rushed straight at the "whoosh", and the eldest grandson held Mu Qing's hand instead, so tight that Mu Qing's fingers came with a burst of pain. The two arrows landed at their feet impartially, piercing deep into the earth, their ends trembling slightly. She only felt that the palms of the eldest grandson were covered with a layer of slippery fine sweat, but her feet were nailed in place, and she did not move at all.

Several guards behind the two of them cursed in a low voice, and also drew sharp arrows from their quivers, stretched their bows and arrows, and aimed them at the heads and chests of Liu Wuzhou and Shibi Khan.

The eldest grandson took out the pale yellow-brown silk silk in the small wooden box, unfolded it to the opposite bank, and said loudly: "Can the Khan recognize this thing?" ”

She tightly rolled up the silk silk and handed it to the person behind her, [it was the guard who had just shot the chirping.] The guard drew another arrow from his quiver behind his back, and rolled it into a dense silk silk. Tied to the body of the arrow with a copper ring, he drew the big bow in a hurry.

Mu Qing turned around and whispered a few words to him, only to see him nodding and smiling, and firmly re-erecting the bow, "Madam, look at it." The feather arrows carrying the silk silk followed his words, and flew out together. It was not at all like the two that were shot from the opposite side, but it only contained a warning meaning, and shot into the ground at his feet, and this arrow actually went straight to the face of Shibi Khan.

The soldiers on the other side are too late to stop, not to mention the soldiers. It was Liu Wuzhou, who was standing beside Shibi Khan. I didn't react yet, and watched the arrow rush towards me.

When the arrow came closer, it was slightly off, and it did not hurt the hair and skin of Shibi Khan. Just close to the ear. The cries of arrows and winds rang in his ears. His eyes widened in astonishment. After being stunned for a moment, Fang angrily snatched the bow from the hand of a soldier on the side, and was about to draw an arrow to tie the string. The clear female voice on the other side of the river rose again.

"An old thing, given to the Khan to see, the arrow went astray, and there is no intention to hurt the Khan, and I ask the Khan to forgive me." The eldest grandson sent him a loud message across the Fenshui, and there was a broken sound hidden in the voice, if it weren't for the sound of the Fenshui water, her haste would have already taught the people on the other side to see through.

As he spoke, the soldiers had already picked up the arrow behind Shibi Khan, untied the silk cloth that was tightly bound to the arrow, spread it out, and presented it to Shibi Khan and Liu Wuzhou.

Shibi Khan hurriedly swept his eyes, and saw that it was just an old yellow cloth stained with a large stain, and he didn't care, and the moment he looked up, he caught a glimpse of the words "Ashina dyed dry" on the silk silk, and he snatched the silk cloth from the soldier's hand in disbelief, and read the fine words on it at a glance and ten lines, and was surprised.

Liu Wuzhou leaned over and looked at the cloth in his hand, and opened his mouth in shock, dumbfounded and speechless, but he knew in his heart that he was afraid that this time he would take advantage of the situation to besiege Jinyang. Raising his eyes again, he looked at Shibi Khan, his face was tense, his two thick brows were wrinkled in one place, the corners of his lips hung down, and he stared at the old cloth with a dead face.

"Khan, this ......" Liu Wuzhou hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke out to break Shibi Khan's stunnedness.

"When Atta was alive, he signed an alliance with General Sun, the chief of Perak Hall, and they made an alliance with blood, and each of them confidently kept his promise to keep the border without fighting for 20 years." Shibi Khan shook the cloth in his hand twice and said to Liu Wuzhou.

"The old khan has been dead for many years, and General Changsun is long gone, so it is not surprising that this covenant is not counted." Liu Wuzhou became impatient and pointed to the old cloth and said.

Shibi Khan ignored him, stepped forward step by step, stood still on the bank of Fenshui, looked carefully at the two women with hats covering their faces on the opposite bank, and asked loudly: "Dare to ask which one is the descendant of General Changsun?" ”

The eldest grandson looked at Mu Qing, who was nodding at her, and bowed dignifiedly, and said in a loud voice: "My father is the eldest grandson Sheng. Since the khan still remembers his father, he must have known the cloth in his hand. ”

Shibi Khan laughed lukewarmly a few times, learned the etiquette of the Han people, and said bluntly: "The descendants of General Changsun are disrespectful and disrespectful. Atta and General Changsun have both passed away for many years, and Madame has the heart to keep this. As he spoke, he raised the silk silk in his hand, and looked obviously casual.

Hearing his tone, the eldest grandson seemed to be about to admit it, and his heart was anxious, and he was speechless for a while.

Mu Qing replied while saluting: "Mrs. Changsun and General Changsun have the same temperament, they are both people who miss the old, and the covenant is so important, so it must be kept for a long time." The Khan looked at the chloasma mark on the covenant, which was a bow of faith and blood shed by the Khan of Qimin in the past. Although the Khan of Qimin is no longer there, his sincere heart stands proudly on the cloth. ”

She paused, and looked at Shibi Khan opposite, but she couldn't see it really, seeing him standing silent, Mu Qing guessed that he might feel something in his heart, and even faintly felt a little ashamed, after all, the Turks value oaths very much. After a pause or two, she said loudly across the water, "Qimin Khan and General Changsun cherished each other heroically, and made this covenant, Da'an border for many years, recuperation, and benefited how many Turkic and Han people, thinking that Qimin Khan often has comfort in the spirit of heaven." The Khan must not be instigated by the villain, and he made a mistake for a while, disobeying the great wish of the Khan of Qimin and angering Tianwei. ”

Liu Wuzhou, who was standing behind, couldn't bear it anymore, and because of her sentence "instigated by the villain", his anger exploded in his heart, and he rushed forward to snatch the bow and arrow in the soldier's hand, put on the feather arrow, aimed at Mu Qing, and was about to shoot it when he opened it.

"Captain Liu is so majestic." The eldest grandson took another step forward, lifted the soap veil covering his face, and sneered: "What is the reason for such a strong and heroic posture, not to go to the battlefield to honor the king and dethrone the tyrant, and to compete for merit and fame, but to point an arrow at the weak woman?" My father often talked about heroism when he was alive, and he did something and didn't do anything. ”

That Liu Wuzhou was so annoyed that he couldn't pull the bowstring off, holding the posture, neither advancing nor retreating. The Shibi Khan on the side stood still, without the slightest intention of helping.

The stalemate was instantaneous, and some people in the camp on the other side shouted "report" and rushed from a distance. When he came to Liu Wuzhou and Shibi Khan, he took a few breaths and hurriedly reported: "About a hundred miles away, the dust is high, the yellow smoke is thick, and there seems to be a large army coming. Someone in front of him held high the banner of Tang characters, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that Li Gong led his troops back to Jinyang to save the city. ”

Liu Wuzhou let out an "ah" and smashed his bow and arrow to the ground, almost knocking people to the ground. He and the Turks are only more than 10,000 troops together, and the main elite soldiers are all from the Turks, Li Gong's command of the troops, turned him several times, and now led the troops back to the city, and it is not enough to fill him in the gaps.

Mu Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally delayed until this time, looking at Liu Wuzhou's behavior, he was mostly done.

Shibi Khan frowned and pondered for a while, then turned around and muttered something to Liu Wuzhou, Liu Wuzhou recruited a few generals into the big tent. Within a while, the generals rushed out, shouting at the soldiers to collect the tents and pull out the camp.

But when he saw Shibi Khan, he turned back to the Fenshui and held up the old cloth: "The relics of General Changsun are extremely valuable, and when I lead the arrows, they will still be returned to Mrs. Changsun for retention." ”

The eldest grandson was about to reply, but was stopped by Mu Qing, "There is also the blood and expectations of the Khan of Qimin on the covenant, and I want to be more precious to the Khan, so I asked the Khan to collect it without authorization, so I can always be vigilant." ”

Shibi Khan was stunned for a while, laughed loudly, folded the cloth a few times, and put it in his arms, "Then it will be disrespectful." ”

Probably in order to escape for their lives, the soldiers in the opposite camp were very fast, but after half a moment's effort, they had already packed up, lined up, and trotted away to the north.

Until he couldn't see the distant figures of the soldiers, and couldn't hear the clattering footsteps, the eldest grandson was unsteady on his feet, his feet were soft, and the whole person rushed forward, and the maid behind her quickly held on, and finally did not fall to the ground.

Mu Qing also took off the white gauze hat, and a layer of fine beads of sweat were covered on his exposed face, and some large beads of sweat slid down his face from between his forehead and sideburns. She took out a silk handkerchief, and when she wiped it, it was soaked. Ah Liu hurriedly stepped forward to help her sit down on the wheel, and asked with concern, "I've been standing for a long time, but what's uncomfortable?" ”

Mu Qing shook his head, raised his head to look at the smoke and dust that was getting closer and closer, hurriedly brushed the light silk on his lower arm, wrapped it around his neck a few times, covered his mouth and nose, and waited for the yellow smoke and dust to approach.

In the blink of an eye, out of the smoke and dust came a group of people and horses, about 200 people, all covered with cloth, each horse was tied to the tail of a bamboo broom, the dust raised in the sky, because of these dragged behind the horse's thick broom, people looked as if tens of thousands of soldiers galloped and ran.

Mu Qing and the eldest grandson looked at each other and smiled, and stepped forward.

The leader dismounted and bowed to the two of her and saluted, "I've seen the two ladies." ”

"You've done a great job." Mu Qingqian smiled respectfully: "Now that the prisoners have retreated to the north, I also ask everyone to go around again, pretend to chase, chase a few miles to the north, and then withdraw to the Taishou Mansion." ”

The general took the order and left. The eldest grandson was relieved, and walked back to Mu Qing's side with a smile, "Sister Gu's strategy is superb, and it really teaches people to admire it tightly. Thanks to Sister Gu, who ordered people to go out of the city overnight to the rear of the Turkic soldiers, she came up with this broom trick and pretended to be a big army to return to the city, so she avoided a catastrophe.......

ps: Atta, called "father" in the Altaic language family.

Shibi Khan's father, Qimin Khan, and Changsun Sheng, the father of the Changsun clan, died in the same year, both in 609. R1292