Xia Ming didn't realize until this time that Zhang Xiaowu would actually take advantage of the guards to come forward and gather around the protective power of Gao Tu, you must know that the enemy's guards have more than 100 people, and if they are discovered, they will definitely be hacked to death. However, Zhang Xiaowu was bold and stabbed over, regardless of whether others found out his identity or not, and let him succeed.

Xia Minghou was afraid of a cold sweat, and said silently in his heart: "Don't have an accident, don't have an accident." Then he was ashamed of himself, and said in his heart: "No wonder he can become a general, it is the calmness and courage that dare to enter the battle to the death, which he does not have." He could only clench his scimitar and wait for Zhang Xiaowu to be in danger, and he would definitely be rescued with death.

At this time, Zhang Xiaowu took advantage of the chaos and quietly hid under the wooden bed of Li Gaotu, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He was also very nervous, but even he couldn't go wrong with being nervous, thinking about the act of resolutely blending in with the guards just now, and taking advantage of the chaos of the crowd to hide in the tent, he looked at his tartar robe again, and couldn't help laughing.

Unlike the saints with distinct uniforms, the Tatars did not like to wear any symbolic uniforms, especially when the Tatars were fighting, their generals were dressed in the same robes, except that some people wore leather armor, some wore iron armor, and some had nothing.

The Tartars do not wear armor and leather armor outside, because their most accustomed method of combat is archery, and wearing armor that identifies them will expose themselves to others, and the Tartar generals will also mix in with the soldiers to avoid being sniped by the enemy's cold arrows.

Another characteristic of the Tartars is that they never call a general to fight alone, and when directing battles, they only see hundreds of Tartars, but they cannot find their commanders, so even if the Tartars are repeatedly defeated, they can never be wiped out.

But it was precisely because everyone wore the same that Zhang Xiaowu's ordinary pastoral robe became a cover-up, blessing him to blend into the tent.

Lying under Rigotto's bed, Zhang Xiaowu immediately realized that Rigotu should be a sensitive, suspicious and nervous leader.

Such a person, very sensitive to sound and taste, must be assassinated as soon as possible, and only once. He quickly drew a short knife, which was slightly longer than the dagger by two finger lengths, and was single-sided, which could be stabbed and slashed, and all he wanted to use was a stab. He wiped the planks of the bed, felt the thickness of the planks, and secretly stored his strength, waiting for the opportunity to assassinate.

After a while, Li Gaotu walked back, and the attendant who followed him beside him, the two talked in Tatar about tomorrow's arrangement, of course Zhang Xiaowu didn't understand a word, and then he felt Li Gaotu sitting on the edge of the bed. Just as he was thinking about when the waiter would leave, he suddenly saw the waiter's pants take off, and then he heard an unbearable voice.

"I'll it! Ligao Tu you old glass, it turns out that you are both men and women! Zhang Xiaowu was disgusted, but he had to continue to hide under the bed and wait for them to finish.

Maybe it really responded to that sentence, three flats are not as good as a circle, after a while, Li Gaotu let out a long groan, venting all his worries tonight. The waiter lifted his trousers, took a few steps back respectfully, and limped away. Satisfied, Li Gao Tu lay on the bed in a large shape, breathing heavily, a little satisfied, and finally a little sleepy.

At this time, Zhang Xiaowu was engrossed, and the feeling of controlling time and power came back into his heart, and he immediately picked up a short knife and stabbed it, and the short knife pierced the bed board.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Puff ......"

Zhang Xiaowu's hands were like lightning, and he stabbed through the bed board with a short knife, and he felt the stab in the lungs of Ligotto, the stabbing in his stomach, the stabbing in his intestines, the stabbing in his vertebrae, the stabbing in his heart, the stabbing in his neck, the stabbing in his head, the stabbing in his shoulder, and the stabbing in his back......

Zhang Xiaowu couldn't feel the time, he just pierced the bed board with the fastest speed, stabbing Li Gaotu, but he didn't know that he stabbed two hundred times in ten seconds, stabbing twenty times a second, and the knife stabbed the hard bed board.

Legotu didn't even have time to make a sound, he only felt a cold in his back, and then his body involuntarily chilled, something cold entered his body, and then he was stabbed in the back of the head, completely dead, and didn't even make a sound. A large amount of blood flowed down through the cracks and flowed onto Zhang Xiaowu's body, but he didn't notice it.

It wasn't until Zhang Xiaowu was tired that he stopped stabbing quickly with a short knife, he rolled out of the bed and immediately got up to prepare for battle, but saw Li Gaotu looking at the top of the tent with his mouth wide open, blood quickly gushing out from the corners of Li Gaotu's mouth, and after his body twitched involuntarily a few times, he was completely out of breath.

Zhang Xiaowu gasped and stepped forward, probed Li Gaotu's neck, and found that he was dead, completely dead. Zhang Xiaowu walked up to Ligaotu, dragged his body to the ground, and then raised his scimitar and struggled to cut off Ligaotu's head, a large amount of blood gushing out, staining the woolen carpet red.

Zhang Xiaowu emptied the head of the air force Gaotu and let its blood drain, then found a piece of felt and rolled it up and carried it with one hand. He looked around, and suddenly found a familiar weapon, which was a pitch-black iron bow, the five-stone divine arm bow.

The Divine Arm Bow was actually in the handsome tent of Li Gaotu, which made him unbelievable, and he thought that since the fall of Tucheng, he would never see the Divine Arm Bow again. He stepped forward and took off the Divine Arm Bow, and the familiar cold feeling was as if a long-lost family dog had finally found its owner, and let out a whining call.

"Do you remember me?" Zhang Xiaowu couldn't help but whisper, he put the Divine Arm Bow on his face, and couldn't help laughing. He simply wanted to praise all the gods for bless him for regaining the Divine Arm Bow in this way. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but lift Li Gaotu's head and whispered, "Hey, thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to find a divine arm bow in my life." ”

He looked around again, and in addition to the table in the middle and the map on the table, the Khan Golden Armor of the Ligao Diagram was the most conspicuous. Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, the Tatars had just escaped from the slavery of the Rolands, and they killed the emperor of the Roland Empire and snatched the golden armor of the Roland Emperor, which has since become the Golden Armor of the Tatar Khan. The token of each Tartar Khan is this Khan's golden armor, and Legotu is also carried with him at any time, in order to show his noble identity and warn all Tartar people that he is the Khan of Tartar and the ruler of all.