Chapter 94: Seducing by Example (2)
August and September intersected, at this time the air was still a little hot, the caravan out of the Yang Pass, a vast, the sun directly down, like countless small blades, scraping on the skin of people faintly stinging. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
There were a few camel-dragged carts in the caravan, covered with thick linoleum, which looked like the daily necessities of the tent rack and pot, but the linoleum was under the head, and the cart of swords and sharp weapons were firmly tied.
There was also a large wooden cage on the car, and a huge mastiff dog was locked in it, which was Dafu.
The wind spirit wrapped the windswept veil around his head, squinting his eyes and looking around. She is the only caravan in the vast Gobi, and the sound of camel bells is crisp but lonely.
She had been walking on the road for two days, and was a little impatient. There was a higher ground ahead, and she urged her horse forward, and went up the dirt slope to look west, but there was nothing to see in the distance except for the wind and smoke blown up by the wind.
She turned her head to look in the direction of Dunhuang City, and there was only a lonely mark left in the yellow dust when her caravan passed by. Feng Ling's heart was uneasy: there was no trace of soldiers following, could it be that Fu Yan really annoyed her and abandoned her in the wilderness business?
Gu Fang's most powerful old man beat his horse to keep up with her, and his heart was both happy and sad, happy that it had been two days, and the terrifying Ashina Helu had not appeared, and the sad thing was that the soldiers of Shazhou Zhichong Mansion had not appeared, if He Lu suddenly came out at this juncture, it would be a desperate situation with no help and no place to hide.
The wind spirit turned the horse's head and came down the dirt slope, and the old man hurriedly said to her, "Those who were sent out to explore the way have returned." ā
"How?" Wind Spirit asked with a frown.
The old tribe shook his head, "Within a radius of five miles, only another caravan is traveling on the side of Qiupo, and the direction is the same as ours, and it is about to go to Xizhou." For the rest, there were no soldiers or bandits, and everything was fine. ā
Again, from the first day out of the gate, every other hour the wind spirit had to send people out to explore the way, and every time the reward was the same, and it did not change in two days.
The Wind Spirit sighed slightly, returned to the caravan, and ordered the march to slow down a little more. She brushed away the wrapped veil on her head, revealing her hair in a single bun, with a golden hairpin scorching on the side of the bun, a deer-shaped golden hairpin with a thick shape.
After walking slowly for a while, the old trilogy talked back and forth, saying that it was not a way to go down at such a speed, which was tiring to go fast, but in fact, it was quite labor-intensive to go slowly.
Feng Ling was stunned suddenly, and doubts slowly welled up in his heart, "We are walking so slowly, it is no longer the speed of an ordinary caravan, the caravan on the other side of the slope should have passed us a long time ago, why did you go for two days and still be with us?" ā
This question, like a loud noise, exploded in the heart of the old part, he suddenly changed his face, turned around and was about to call people, someone had already panicked from the side of the dirt slope that the wind spirit was looking at, and waved his hand frequently while running, and it was only when he got close to the wind spirit that he saw that the small part was no longer colorless.
"Big ...... Auntie, over there, over there, ......" He just turned around and pointed to the west, stumbling and said, "There are people over there......"
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Ling slammed the horse's belly, and Tima re-climbed the dirt slope. In the direction she had looked at just now, it was clear that there was only a thin layer of wind and smoke that had been blown up, and it turned out to be a billowing thick smoke and dust under her eyes. The speed of the smoke was extremely fast, almost rushing towards the caravan.
Visually, it was definitely not a small group of bandits, Feng Ling had never seen such a large smoke and dust, and it was difficult to determine the number of people in the yellow dust, and the old tribe who followed up gasped and exclaimed: "This battle, there will never be less than five hundred horsemen!" There are only fifty or sixty of us in one place, and I don't know if we can resist the arrival of the government soldiers. When will the soldiers arrive? ā
Feng Ling's heart was cold, she had already explored before and after, and there was no trace of half of the government soldiers, she said in a trembling voice: "The government soldiers will not arrive." ā
The old man opened his mouth wide and swallowed a mouthful of sandy wind, and his face immediately turned purple, and he looked hopelessly at the rapidly advancing smoke and dust in the west.
"Command him to go down and remove the cloth from the camels, and he who is in charge of the camels shall take the camels back with them. The rest, each with his blade, listens to my commands! The wind spirit shouted in the wind, and there was inevitably a tremor in his voice.
While giving the order, she approached the old man, patting and rubbing his face, "Wake up quickly, don't be stunned!" Now that we're here, let's do what we want, and don't mess up. Even if there are no soldiers to save me, I Gu Fengling will try my best to lead everyone to escape! ā
The old tribe also passed through a lot of bandits, and was frightened for a while, but finally woke up quickly, and was busy according to the arrangement before leaving, beating horses to direct the camel team to unload the cloth bags. But when I saw that the big bags of goods were not silk fabrics, but hay, dried branches, saltpeter and other things, under the order of the old tribe, they were arranged into a long slip, and someone poured grease on the bags that had been properly placed.
Feng Ling rushed to the flatbed truck loaded with a large wooden cage, pulled the cage bolt, and released Dafu. The big mastiff is also quite spiritual, and as soon as it jumps out of the wooden cage, it follows the wind spirit inch by inch.
The formation has been arranged, the ground under his feet began to rumble and tremble, whistles and screams came from the smoke and dust, the chanting of Turkic words could be faintly heard, and the wind spirit was cold, and he secretly said: Sure enough, it is Helu's people.
The head of the first horse emerged from the smoke and dust, and the raised arm of the wind spirit slammed down, and more than twenty lit fire folds were thrown at the grease-stained sac at the same time.
When the fire met saltpeter hay and other objects, it crackled and exploded, and immediately the fire and black smoke rushed more than a person high, forming a wall of fire between the caravan and the Turks.
The Turkic horses were suddenly frightened, and they all stopped their hooves with a "bang", and some of the Turks, who could not be brought in by the horses, flew out of their horses and howled.
The wind spirit led the tribes, lit the flint in his hand on the wall of fire, and threw it into the Turkic cavalry piece by piece, and from time to time there were miserable cries and wails.
After holding a stick of incense, the wall of fire gradually decreased, and finally one of the fires weakened, and a gap was opened in the wall of fire, and the Turks poured in from the gap, and rushed straight at the tribesmen, and fought together.
In the midst of the fireworks, a horse suddenly rushed towards the wind spirit, and the wind spirit recognized at a glance who else would be besides Ashina Helu. Knowing that she was invincible, she turned her horse's head and ran, but the sound of the horse's hooves behind her always followed.
Gu Fang's subordinates have loyal and brave people, and when they saw that someone was chasing after their little lady, they were reluctant to give up, for fear that she would be humiliated and suffer, so they rushed over and wanted to stop Helu's horse. He Lu raised his broad knife to slash, but the wind spirit turned his horse's head and rushed over with a shout: "If you dare to hurt my subordinates, cut me first!" ā
He Lu squinted his eyes and smiled, "Affection and righteousness are important, which makes me more and more reluctant to let go of my hand." As he spoke, he leaned over and slammed the hilt of his sword into the front of him, reaching for the reins of the Wind Spirit's mount.
The wind spirit swung the long knife and stabbed him in the arm, He Lu retracted his hand, caught a glimpse of the deer-shaped golden hairpin on her bun, and laughed: "Fu Yanyan is tempting you?" ā
"What do you have to do with it!" Feng Ling reprimanded, and sent two more knives in his hand.
"He used you as a lure to kill Suo Ting, but he thought this method was easy to use, and he made it come out to tempt me? He's thinking well, and he's really good, aren't I coming? Heru smiled triumphantly as she dodged the blade that made her stab at her.
"He is willing to use you as a temptation, but I am reluctant, you go with me, I will treat you like my own eyes." Heru suddenly approached the horse of the wind spirit, reached out and grabbed the mane of the horse's neck, and dragged the horse alive.
The wind spirit smacked at him, jumped off his horse, and ran into the crowd of people who were fighting in a heap. Heru reached out and grabbed her hand and threw herself into the air, her body crooked, and she fell from her horse dangerously.
By the time he sat down, the wind spirit had run into the scuffle and could not be found. He Lu looked around, and wondered in his heart: Fu Yanyan used her as bait, why didn't he come out at this time?
However, most of his mind was on Feng Ling, and he just wanted to kidnap her quickly so that he could evacuate, so he urged him to chase her immediately.
Feng Ling didn't know how many Turks he had cut down along the way, and he didn't have time to look closely at the damage of his own troops, so he easily stood out of the crowd of melees. I didn't know how to run, but I ran up a high mound, and the road came to an abrupt end not far ahead, becoming a cliff.
Dafu followed her all the way, two steps faster than her to the edge of the cliff, and the loess sand and gravel under the hooves fell straight down, and it spun around in place, and ran back to the wind spirit.
Looking down, Feng Ling's chest was shocked, this cliff was much higher than Kang Dazhi's three-story wine shop, and the mounds of earth below were craggy. She had thought of squeezing into the melee again, looking for a way out from elsewhere, and if there was no way out, she would just fight to the death with her subordinates.
When she looked around, she realized that there was no more chance. Heru came out of nowhere, sat upright on his horse for a long time, looked at her with his hands folded, and when he saw her turn around, he raised his chin and said in a loud voice, "Where else are you going?" There is no road ahead. ā
"Scoundrel!" Feng Ling raised his long knife and pointed at Helu, usually plain and sharp, and now he was angry, but he couldn't say a word, only hated so much that he almost gritted his teeth.
He Lu looked up to the sky and laughed, "You say that a scoundrel is a scoundrel, as long as you go back to my tent with me, you can say whatever you want." Even if you scold me in all kinds of ways every day, I am very comfortable to listen to. How is it? There is no way forward......"
He stretched out his arms to the wind spirit and confessed to her almost pleadingly: "There are as many women in the grasslands of Western Xinjiang as a flock of sheep, they are obedient and obedient, and their bodies and bones are stronger than yours, but the person in my head in the past two years has always been you. Because you are here, I know that it is a temptation, and I have come. Since I have come at such a great risk, I will surely take you away today. ā
Feng Ling's tense little face was already pale, she stared at Helu on the horse motionlessly, suddenly curled the corners of her lips and laughed, then threw the long knife in her hand to the side, turned around, and ran to the edge of the cliff without hesitation.
He Lu didn't have time to react, only to see her standing on the edge of the cliff and shouting: "I'd rather feed the body to the wolf than go with you!" With that, he raised his robe, turned over and jumped down the dirt slope, leaving only Dafu barking impatiently on the dirt slope, probing down the cliff several times, and then retracting his hooves.
He turned over and dismounted, and rushed to the edge of the earthen slope and cliff, but Dafu did not allow him to come near, roared lowly, and rushed forward with grinning teeth.
But he said that the wind spirit jumped down the cliff resolutely, and he was determined to die, and closed his eyes tightly. Almost as soon as she jumped, she seemed to hear the sound of horses' hooves stomping, as if hallucinating.
But the next breath, when she fell suddenly, her back was not touched by hard ground, and the great pain she had expected did not appear, and she slammed straight into some living thing, and a sharp neighing of a horse shook her ears. In a coma, she felt someone hugging her with one hand, supporting the back of her head with the other, and rolling down to the ground with her.
The rubble from the ground cut and scraped her skin through her robe, and the sharp stinging pain that kept coming from her woke her up. She knew that someone had stopped her in the middle of the fall, and she rolled off the horse with the man, who pressed her head to her chest and shielded her from the impact of the large rocks underground, and the man was dressed in scale armor, and his tentacles were hard and cold, and the sound of the man's heavy breathing made her heart feel calm.
The two of them fell and rolled on the ground a few times, and finally stopped. Stunned for a moment, the wind spirit lifted his face from the man's scaly chest, and a sharp and deep, half-bearded face crashed into her eyes, amber eyes were staring at her nervously, although protected by an iron helmet, there was still a long gash on one side of his face, and a blood streak snaked from the mouth to the jaw.
Feng Ling let out a sigh, raised his hand to touch his face, and pulled a smile weakly, "You can't leave me." ā
Seeing that she could move, Fu Yanyan was also greatly relieved, and for the first time, he was unswervingly grateful for the protection of the gods and Buddhas. Her somewhat smug and incomparably affectionate smile taught him that his heart was hot, and he didn't care about the hardness of his armor, and his arms were slammed away, holding her firmly in front of his chest, and he couldn't wait to rub it into his chest.
"Delay! What kind of bait are you to block her in front of the battle! A long knife "swished" into the earth and rocks beside them, and a roar of thunder rang out from the top of the dirt slope above them.
Fu Yanyan looked up, and Heru was kneeling on the dirt slope, taking aim at him with a strong bow.
"Run away and take care of yourself." Fu Tanyan jumped up from the ground and whistled to call back the horse that had run away.
"I'm going with you, and my songs are still on it." Feng Ling stood up with the pain on his body, and pulled out the long knife that He Lu had just thrown.
After a moment of hesitation, a feathered arrow whistled in, he turned away to dodge, and the second flew again, but it was a little weak, and flew out diagonally.
He pursed his lips and nodded, turned on his horse, and handed out a hand. The wind spirit took advantage of the strength of his arm to mount his horse, sat down behind him, and whispered, "I will fight with you." "Firm enough to be rejected, as if it were a matter of course.
She only felt that the blood all over her body was turning rapidly, and her body was hot for a while, and the handle of the long knife seemed to grow in the palm of her hand, between slashing and stabbing, it was natural, as if she was born like this, and today she finally returned to her place. (To be continued.) )