The emperor has done his best.

According to his expectations and arrangements, Li Yun had almost no chance of meeting the Turkic Holy Maiden.

It's a pity that there is an old saying in this world.

The world is impermanent, and the world is unpredictable......

The ancients were very knowledgeable, so the words were simple and appropriate, and those who were left in later generations had no knowledge, so they would only pretend to be profound: "His grandmother's, the plan has not changed quickly." ”

Li Shimin would never have expected that the Turkic saintess would take the initiative to attack.

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Linglong whipped the jujube red horse desperately, and ran madly towards Yinshan, she and the Gobi sheep continued all night, and finally arrived at Yinshan when the morning light was slightly dewed.

"What's going on? So many soldiers? ”

After Linglong arrived, she was shocked by the scene in front of her, but at the foot of Haohaoyin Mountain, there were tents as far as the eye could see.

Countless horses are neighing, countless scimitars are flashing,

The army was well-groomed, the morale was high, the soldiers were murderous, and the knights were ready to go.

"How so? Where did the soldiers come from? ”

Linglong was shocked in her heart, and she had a faint feeling of something wrong.

She has been trained by the Turkic saint since she was a child, and she is familiar with the battle arrays of soldiers and horses, she looked at the huge military camp at the foot of Yin Mountain, and found that there were at least five or six hundred thousand.

The Turkic army to the south has just been disabled, and the number of people who can escape back will not exceed 300,000, why is there an army of 500,000 or 600,000 here, and the morale of the army is so majestic and strict?

Suddenly, at the foot of the mountain, a huge horn sounded, dark and melodious, desolate and heavy, this horn horn sounded, the whole Yin Mountain foot roared like a tide.

But I saw countless Turkic warriors raising their scimitars and constantly letting out an exuberant roar at the sky.

Linglong was shocked and blurted out: "How is this possible? Call to War Alliance? Jieli Khan is dead, who is still qualified to blow the trumpet......"

She couldn't guess in fright, and ran wildly with her mount, the jujube red horse was like a bolt of lightning, and no one could stop her wherever she passed, only a stick of incense, and she thought she was at the foot of Yin Mountain.

There is a small river with its source of snow water from the Yin Mountain, and next to the river is a huge ancient temple with the walls and pillars carved in the Turkic script.

The Turks lived by the water and pitched their tents wherever they went, but this ancient temple was a fixed building because it was a sacrificial gathering place for the entire Turkic people.

Linglong has lived here since she was a child, and she is very familiar with everything in Yinshan, she rode a jujube red horse and galloped into the temple, and suddenly a cavalry rushed over to stop her, and also directly brandished a scimitar, which actually meant to kill Linglong.

Behind him, the Gobi sheep roared, and the big iron lump in his hand rumbled out, and the two blocking cavalry suddenly flew out upside down, and the brains of the people burst before they landed.

Linglong didn't look at the dead cavalry, and continued to let the jujube red horse sprint wildly, and finally gave her to the main hall of the ancient temple, and Linglong subconsciously pulled the reins.

The sun is shining brightly, and the girl's pretty face is pale.

What did she see?

Her heart shuddered.

But seeing a group of Turkic generals standing at the door of the main hall of the ancient temple, they screamed wildly and kept hitting their chests with scimitars, and in the middle of the group of Turkic generals, there was a figure of a slender woman.

It was clearly her teacher, the Holy Priestess.

Just beside Shizun, there was a middle-aged Turkic man with a rebellious face, who was laughing wildly at this time, and suddenly reached out to lift the veil on Shizun's face.

Linglong was suddenly furious, and she didn't want to scream wildly, so she shouted angrily: "Gobi sheep, kill ......"

Bang!

A large iron lump flew out of the air, and the target went straight to the middle-aged man with a rebellious face. The Gobi sheep is also a natural warrior, and his strength is unrivaled except for Li Yun, and if he strikes wildly, the Turkic man is likely to be stoned to death directly.

At this moment, Linglong suddenly saw a white shadow flashing there, but seeing that Shizun waved his hand continuously like lightning, he turned the big iron lump around and slapped it away in a moment, and with a loud bang, the big iron lump smashed into a pillar, and the unruly middle-aged man was unharmed, and he didn't even react before he stepped on the door of death.

But Linglong understood the master's thoughts.

Because the master just used four taels of thousands of catties.

This is a trick that the master has practiced for more than ten years, and originally wanted to fight with a certain fierce man, but unfortunately the fierce man was killed by thunder, so the master swore not to use this trick......

But now the master has broken his oath and used Rou to overcome the big iron lump of the Gobi sheep.

Linglong suddenly understood that Shizun didn't want that rebellious middle-aged man to die.

But why?

The girl's pretty face is confused.

At this moment, she heard a leisurely sigh from her ear, and her tone sounded very calm, just like the master and apprentice usually greet each other, and said softly: "Linglong, you are back!" ”

Linglong hurriedly touched her chest with her hand, shouted respectfully, and said, "Master......"

The girl wanted to say more, but the saint had already spoken again, her tone was still very soft, and Gujing Wubo said: "It's good to come back, just in time for a major event in my Turks." Come here and meet the new Khan of the steppe! ”

Linglong Huo Ran raised his head and said in surprise: "Master? ”

But seeing that the saint stretched out her hand and pointed at the rebellious middle-aged man, her tone was still so soft and gentle, and she said lightly: "This is the new Khan of the grassland, Ashina, Tuli ......."

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and seemed to see the shocked face behind the veil of the apprentice, and smiled warmly: "The steppe can't be without a khan, the Turks need a leader." ”

Linglong took a deep breath and suddenly spoke: "When the disciple just returned, he saw that the entire foot of Yin Mountain was full of troops. ”

The holy woman nodded, and said without hesitation: "It is for the meaning of the division, I asked the Turki Khan to blow the horn of the tribal alliance, and through emergency recruitment, 600,000 soldiers were gathered. ”

"Master, you are going too?"

Linglong blurted out, her pretty face was shocked, she suddenly remembered the strategist, and hurriedly said: "Master, we just lost the battle, the millions of troops were killed and lost their armor, and not long ago they fled back to the grassland in a panic, Shizun, you may not know that there is another ...... in the Central Plains."

When she said this, she suddenly saw that Shizun broke her with a wave of his arm, and said in a deep voice: "This matter is known to Shizun." ”

Linglong was stunned for a moment, and said in amazement: "You know? Then he reacted, nodded thoughtfully, and said: "Yes, the Turks have lost a lot, it was the news more than ten days ago, and those remnants of the defeated army will return in a panic, presumably the entire steppe has already known." ”

She suddenly raised her head again, looked at her Holy Maiden Master from afar, and said softly, "Master, can you let Linglong talk to you alone." ”

The holy woman glanced at her, and it seemed that it was difficult to decide, and then the turi Khan, who was full of rebelliousness, laughed and said loudly: "It just so happens that Ben Khan is going to order some military parade horses, so let your master and apprentice have time to talk." Holy High Priestess, do not forget your promises......"

This person was really unruly, and after he finished speaking, he didn't care how the saint reacted, he directly led a vote of Turkic generals to go away, and the entire sacrificial ancient temple was full of his wild and proud laughter.

Linglong slowly walked up to the Holy High Priestess and said cautiously, "Master, he was about to lift your veil just now......"

The Holy High Priestess's tone was calm, and she said lightly: "This is my agreement with him. ”

Linglong was so smart that she blurted out: "You want to marry him?" ”

The saint nodded expressionlessly.

Linglong was suddenly anxious, and couldn't help but say, "How can this work?" You are the Holy High Priestess, and Tuli deserves to die, and the disciples are going to kill her. ”

The girl was full of anger, turned around and was about to leave, but she was pulled by the master, but listening to the master's tone was very calm, and said quietly: "Linglong, except for you, it is me, you are a child, and the master is reluctant to sacrifice you." ”

These words made Linglong stunned.

The girl's pearl-like eyes suddenly overflowed with tears, and she whimpered: "Master, this sacrifice is too great. ”

The saint still spoke in a calm tone, and said lightly: "You know, Shizun has already lived enough, if it weren't for the Turks, I would have died sixteen years ago, good man, don't worry, I won't let anyone get me, and when I win this battle, it will be the day to seek death for my master, and the same is true of the agreement between me and Tuli, he can only marry me if he wins the Tang Dynasty......"

"But......" Linglong couldn't help but speak, and said hurriedly: "The Turks can't win, no matter how hard they fight, they can only lose this battle." ”

The saint looked at her.

Linglong suddenly reacted, and hurriedly explained: "Master, Linglong has found the news of the little junior brother, it turns out that he is not powerless at all, he clearly has the invincible divine power in the world, the Tang Emperor gave him a drum urn and a golden hammer, and he can't even catch the Gobi sheep twice......"

As she was talking, she suddenly noticed that something was wrong, she subconsciously looked up at Shizun, but saw that Shizun's eyes were ancient and clear, how smart and clever Linglong was, and suddenly blurted out: "Shizun, you already know?" ”

The saint sighed faintly.

There was no opening, but everything was indicated.

After a long time, I heard the saint speak softly, her tone was indescribably gentle, and she said softly: "There is a son like this, there are no regrets!" ”

Although the voice was gentle, it sounded faintly dead.

Linglong was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Master, the little junior brother misses you very much......"

This is pure lying and nonsense, but the girl has to deceive the master.

It's a pity that the Holy High Priestess is such a character, and Linglong is the child she raised single-handedly, although the girl lies and covers it up well, but she is still pierced by the Holy Maiden.

She smiled gently, reached out and stroked Linglong's forehead, and said leisurely: "Silly boy, you don't have to waste your efforts, he has become the new King of Xifu Zhao, he has glory and wealth in this life, the last worry of being a teacher has been eliminated, no one in this world can stop my will to die, I am strong by nature, but I was humiliated sixteen years ago, but I can't beat Li Yuanba, I live every day in the world is a shame......"

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, and suddenly whispered and said: "If you can die in the hands of your own son, maybe you can help him once, the Central Plains people pay attention to blood, the family has a tongue, I have never done anything for my son, I, a mother, should help him once, if I die in his hands, no one can accuse him of having a Turkic mother......"

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…… The third is here, today is 11,500 words, and when I wrote this chapter, Shanshui thought of my mother.