Outside Beiyang City, above the sand gang.

The yellow sand is emerging, the north wind is howling, and the flag is fluttering.

Tang Ze, the commander of the Nanguan battalion, was dressed in military uniform, wearing a hood, and the command flag in his hand waved downward, and the executioner in front waved his big knife and cut down more than a dozen kneeling prisoners.

At the head of the city, the envoy of the royal court of Tulesi, Shabuliji, had a somewhat ugly face, he was invited here, and since the beginning of the morning, he has cut down hundreds of people, looking at the appearance of this prince of Anguo, he still looks like he wants to continue to kill.

It's really perverted, with so many people, it's a head of cattle and sheep, the old man he cut just now is not worth much, but that fat guy can at least exchange for five sheep.

Zhao Fatzi stood on Su Lu's side with a knife, forcibly endured the feeling of wanting to vomit in his chest, and forced himself to stand up.

Looking at the blood in front of him, Zhao Fatzi thought of the past, when he commanded the army under his second brother, he was also full of flesh and blood when he fought, and he had never been so unbearable.

Su Lu patted Zhao Fatzi on the shoulder and asked Qingfeng next to him: "You see that Thule envoy is about to vomit, why do you still look like you have nothing to do, I haven't seen you fight many battles." ”

Qingfeng's face was cold: "Hmph, these bastards who rob the people of fat and ointment, they all deserve to die, I can't wait to eat their meat, drink their blood, spit out, weak chicken Tule messenger." ”

Shabuliji's face was ugly: "Woman, I can understand Chinese, you say bad things about me, apologize to me." ”

Zhao Fatzi next to him also spoke: "Captain Qingfeng, Sha Buliji is also an envoy of a country, you say bad things to your face, it's not good, it's better to apologize." ”

Qingfeng snorted coldly, and his eyes swept around Shabuliji: "Apologize, why apologize?" You are a weak chicken, how many people have you killed, you can't do it, it's not a weak chicken! ”

Shabuliji's face turned red, where can I not do it, this fat man was much more unbearable than me just now, you don't talk about him, but come to insult me, it's unbearable.

"Lord An, your family insults the ministers so much, are you just watching? Although the foreign ministers are unbearable, they now represent a country, and if I walk away, it will not be of any benefit to your country. ”

Su Lu glanced at Shabuliji and said casually: "Then you can go, or, you can defeat her and let her understand that you are not a weak chicken." ”

Shabuliji's eyes flickered: "Lord Wang, can I really challenge your family?" ”

Qingfeng untied his cloak, threw it to Mingyue next to him, clenched his fists and said, "Okay, if you want to fight, come up, the old lady will let you see the fierceness of the women in the Central Plains, and say that you are weak and still have opinions." ”

With that, Qingfeng pulled out his waist knife, stepped on his broken steps with both feet, and rushed towards Shabuliji.

Sha Buliji was in full swing, his right hand held the hilt of the scimitar at his waist, his eyes were fixed on Qingfeng's feet, his heart was full of disdain, such a casual little broken step, and he still wanted to win me, it was really wishful thinking.

The next moment, Qingfeng saw the disdain in Shabuliji's eyes, and the pace under his feet suddenly accelerated, and instantly appeared in front of Shabuliji, and he slashed straight down with a single knife, and at the same time, his feet were chained, kicking Shabuliji's chest.

"Thou hast deceited"

Shabuliji scolded angrily, and the scimitar was raised upward, trying to block the single knife, but two heavy kicks suddenly came from his chest, and his body stepped back several steps in a row, and the scimitar in his hand was also picked up by the long knives that followed.

The tightness of the chest was tight, coupled with the scimitar being snatched away, Sha Buliji glared at Qingfeng angrily, this woman is small, but her strength is not weaker than herself, and what is even more outrageous is the speed, which is so fast that she can't see it clearly.

"Weak Chicken"

Qingfeng looked at Sha Buliji and said with disdain on his face.

Sha Buliji glared at Qingfeng angrily, but just now, Sha Buliji knew very well that he had many opponents of this little lady of the Han Kingdom, and he didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, and the eagle on the grassland would retreat when he encountered a fierce eagle, and retreating did not mean that he was not a warrior.

Zhao Fatzi interjected in the middle and said: "Lord Wang, I have already cut down so many people, let's let the envoys of the Western Royal Court see the sharp weapons of our Han Kingdom, otherwise they will not really belong to it." ”

Su Lu glanced at Zhao Fatzi and slapped his face.

A dozen sergeants came up from under the city wall carrying a ballista, and in the sound of a clang, a ballista was placed between the battlements.

Shabuliji was a little disdainful: "If this is your country's sharp weapon, I have already seen it, isn't this a ballista with a magnified number, it is not rare." ”

Mingyue took a few steps forward, pulled out the bowstring twisted by the thick cowhide band, and commanded: "Accurate arrows." ”

Two guards carried an arm-thick crossbow up the wall and placed it in the breech chamber.

"Signal"

The breeze gave orders to the castle.

Tang Ze under the city waved the order flag, and in the distance, in the direction of Nanguan Daying, a flying bird fluttered its wings and rose into the air.

It didn't take much effort for a goshawk to be driven by a bird.

At the same time, in the mountains and forests outside Beiyang City, a team of guards was interspersed, and groups of wild beasts were driven out, wild sheep, elk, hyenas, and wild boars were all driven out in a swarm.

Qingfeng pressed the ballista and adjusted the elevation angle, his tone full of pride.

"Let me let you see our precision arrows first, a hundred feet away, kill a goshawk with one blow."

Shabuliji glanced at the soaring goshawk, under the threat of the birds, although the goshawk was close to the city wall, but the distance was still very far, more than forty zhang, at this distance to kill the goshawk, the most divine shooter on the grassland could not do it.

"Buzz"

The sound of the bowstring breaking sounded, and the precise arrow pierced the sky like a black line, piercing the sky, penetrating the goshawk circling in the sky, and flying with the goshawk for a while, before falling down and landing on the ground not far away.

"Wounded Arrows on the Pack"

Mingyue continued to pull the bowstring, and the bowstring twisted from the cowhide made a squeaky and trembling sound, and the bowstring was pulled to the maximum.

A moment later, the three guards came up with three round iron guys, the iron guys were full of spikes, thick and sharp, and flashed with cold light.

Shabuliji looked confused: "This, this can also be called an arrow?" ”

Qingfeng next to him looked proud: "Those who can kill people can call arrows, which is rare and strange." ”

There was a shouting sound from under the city, and a large herd of deer and sheep was driven over, and groups of guards surrounded it, but because of the previous arrangement, they only dared to shout in wài wéi, and did not dare to approach.

"Put"

After a crisp shout from the head of the city, three groups of wounded arrows shot out, pulled an arc in mid-air, and landed among the sheep, immediately bringing up a piece of flesh and blood.

A wild boar was hit in half by a group of wounded arrows, which rolled forward and pulled a blur of flesh and blood in the flock.

Shabuliji looked into the distance dumbfounded, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

If those sheep were Thule warriors, most of them would have died in one fell swoop.

The sharp weapons of the Han people are becoming more and more powerful.

Zhao Fatzi's body was also a little trembling, and he asked Su Lu and said, "Lord Wang, this, what do you mean by showing this to the Tule people?" ”

Su Lu raised his chin: "Let him understand the strength of our strength, and I have the final say within the range of the ballista."

Why does the Western Royal Court want to belong now, if he doesn't tell the truth, I don't mind selling these ballistas to dozens of vulture protrusions, I think he will definitely be willing to buy them. ”