Chapter 4: The Iron Heart Source Who is Happy and Dying

When Tie Xinyuan came back, it was the time when the sun was at its most intense in the afternoon.

He didn't go to Hami, and the place was now a hell on earth, with countless corpses lying on the road from the edge of the desert to the Tianshan Mountains north of Hami.

While the Uighurs were killing each other in Hami, the red-eyed Jerujin was hunted down from the desert.

After a hard fight with Asalan, his sanity was completely shattered by hatred.

Knowing that he would most likely be attacked by Asalan when he left the desert, he had already taken the strongest ironclad infantry out of the desert.

Surprisingly, he was not harassed in any way, which made his brain sober up.

When he learned that Asalan was dead, he angrily ordered his men to kill everyone Hami could see.

The ironclad infantry searched the heavens and earth in Hami for three days, killing everyone they could find, and the results were very mediocre.

Only a few of the Uighur routs who intended to stay in Hami as bandits did not have much to gain.

After burning down the only eye-catching Qige soup cake shop in Hami, he led his subordinates back across the desert to the Zupu Palace.

When he came, he commanded 50,000 male soldiers, ready to bite off a large piece of fat from the Uighurs, but now he returned to Khitan with less than 30,000 men.

If you don't get benefits, sending troops is a failure, and as for land, it's nothing at all for a Khitan Zupu king.

If he wanted, he could declare the entire desert theirs, and this, it didn't make any sense at all.

His Majesty the Emperor was defeated in Montenegro, and the Yan Military Division of Black Mountain Town and the Military Division of Baimaqiang Town of the Western Xia Kingdom were still staring at the Khitan Xijing, which made the Khitan government and the opposition worried.

At an inopportune time, the Zupu Grand Palace's Mansion fought a victory without any interests and significance, and it was difficult to explain to the Khitan government and the opposition.

A disheartened Yelujing knew that when he walked out of the desert with the remnants of his army, it would be time for him to relieve himself of his military duties and report to the emperor's account.

In their place will be a civil official from the Han land, and only those civil officials will strictly obey the emperor's orders.

Hami has been destroyed, there is no possibility of recovery, and the people of the Western Regions who relied on this trade route around Hami have been wiped out cleanly, and it will soon become a paradise for bandits.

The moment he walked into the desert, he couldn't help but look back at Hami again, where there was only deathly silence.

Tie Xinyuan didn't put a dead man's head in the house to boast of the perverted psychology of exploits.

So when the iron three hundred came back, it was not glory that was accepted, but thirty boards.

This guy completed the punishment in a wild laugh, a hunter who was in danger of being able to cut off the head of a noble prince with his own hands, even if he died, it was the supreme honor.

did not reap the reward, but reaped the applause of countless clansmen, for people like Tie 300, the glory of life has been radiated to the extreme.

In the days that followed, countless men and women gathered around Tie 300, who had his purple buttocks, asking him for details on the killing of the Uighur prince.

From now on, Tie 300 will have one more problem, and he will habitually point to his subordinates and say: "Lao Tzu hacked to death the Uighur princes and could not redeem Lao Tzu's fault for violating military orders, before you want to violate military orders, think more about how Lao Tzu's ass is purple." ”

Tie Xinyuan was not in the mood to care about Tie Xinyuan's purple buttocks, and his eyes were about to become a slit when he was smiling.

He found himself in the perfect position to lead the crossbowmen, a powerful fellow of the Condor Shooters in the midst of the wild crowd that didn't even have wheat bran to eat.

Rahman casually pulled out a strong bow, and without looking at the target a hundred paces away, a feather arrow flew out like a meteor, and after crossing a hundred paces of distance, it landed accurately in the center of the target, and before that, the ground was already scattered with seven tail feathers that had been cut off by later feather arrows.

At a distance of one hundred and fifty paces, the same scene played out.

When Iron Heart Yuan mischievously placed the target three hundred paces away, Rahman put down the bow in his hand and stubbornly stared at Iron Heart Source.

Tie Xinyuan smiled and nodded at Wei Chizhuo, who was guarding beside him, and after a while, a sturdy Khotanese woman came over with a huge bow on her back.

Tie Xinyuan smiled at Rahman and said, "Based on ten arrows, if you hit the bull's-eye in three hundred steps, and have more than five arrows in a row, this iron tire bow is yours." ”

Rahman's eyes twinkled, he took the iron-tired bow with one hand, raised his hand to hold the arrow, and heard a loud bang, and a three-foot-long feathered arrow flew towards the distant target with a scream.

There was no movement at the target, and just when Tie Xinyuan was puzzled, he heard Rahman say: "The bow is too strong, the arrow is too weak, the tail feathers are shattered, and the feather arrow passes through the target." ”

The suspicious Tie Xinyuan went to the arrow target, and saw that there was only one hole in the new arrow target, and an arrow shaft without tail feathers was obliquely inserted on the ground a foot away.

Tie Xinyuan was actually prejudiced against bows and arrows before, thinking that this thing was not very lethal compared to crossbow arrows.

In this era of foot armor everywhere, a moving iron man, even if his whole body is full of feather arrows, after removing the armor, he is still a lively hero.

Meng Yuan saw Tie Xinyuan's gaze fall on him, and shook his head resolutely: "Any kind of martial art, practiced to a high depth, the difference is not very big, even if you wear the step armor, I will not show you the opportunity to be shot by a strong bow." ”

As soon as the words fell, another bowstring exploded, Meng Yuanzhi's face changed, and after Tie Xinyuan looked around, he found that there was another hole in the arrow target that was only one step away from him, and not far from him, there was another arrow shaft without tail feathers stuck in the ground.

Quietly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Tie Xinyuan waved his hand to stop Rahman from continuing to shoot arrows.

After finding the limping Tie 300, he pointed at Rahman and said to Tie 300: "Teach this guy the rules here." ”

Tie Sanbai smiled and said: "Tie Sanbai understands that the rules are the most important, more important than archery, please rest assured that the patriarch will learn the rules of our clan." ”

Tie Xinyuan came to Rahman, who had already shot ten arrows, and patted the tall Western Regions savage in front of him on tiptoe and laughed: "Good man, you have won my respect, from now on, this bow is yours, and the clan will also configure iron feather arrows for you."

I only hope that you will remember how the Race has helped you today, and from this day forward, use this bow to protect the Race. ”

The tall Rahman was overjoyed, and after prostrating on the ground and kissing Tie Xinyuan's toes, he beat his chest and said, "I will always remember today, Rahman will definitely protect his people." ”

Tie Xinyuan was very satisfied with the way the people of the Western Regions expressed their loyalty, and pointed to Tie Sanbai, who had a gloomy face, and said to Rahman: "From now on, he is your superior, he will help you familiarize yourself with all the rules of our clan in the near future, learn hard, I hope you can bring out a group of marksmen, if the number of marksmen is large enough, you will also become the leader." ”

Rahman's mouth widened, and he felt that there was no one in the world who could know people better than the patriarch, so he once again enthusiastically expressed his ecstatic mood to the patriarch.

Meng Yuanzhi, who went back with Tie Xinyuan, was dull for a long time before he said to Tie Xinyuan, who was dancing with his eyebrows: "I want to kill this guy!" ”

Tie Xinyuan was stunned and said, "Why? ”

Meng Yuanzhi's cheeks twitched twice and said, "I found that this guy seems to be able to threaten me."

I had taken precautions when I heard the sound of the bowstring just now, but the arrow still flew two feet past me.

That is, if that arrow had been fired at me by surprise, it might have hurt ....... ”

After listening to half of it, Tie Xinyuan understood, and interrupted his words: "My mother is coming soon, and there is a guy with two heads in her old man's convoy.

One head is extremely wise, like a demon, and the other head is unparalleled, I don't think you can beat it. ”

Meng Yuanzhi didn't refute, in his opinion, there was no need to refute it at all, he didn't think that anyone from the Great Song Dynasty would be better than him, even if he had two heads.

"What do you mean?" He pays more attention to the meaning of Tie Xinyuan's words.

"It's not interesting, I want to say that as our power continues to expand, there will be countless people like Rahman who will come to us in the future.

In the future, there will be an endless stream of people who are better than you.

You know? Heroes come to take refuge, which shows that our ethnic group will continue to expand and prosper.

This is more important than anything else.

If you want to maintain your reputation as the number one in the world in martial arts, then you have to go to the next level, if you find someone who is better than you, we will kill him, and in the future, we will only accept people who are worse than us, Qingxiang Valley should no longer think that it can be expanded, and it is very remarkable to be able to maintain the status quo. ”

Meng Yuanzhi said with a smile: "To tell the truth, it really makes people feel very uncomfortable, no wonder I always like to listen to those compliments in Tokyo before." ”

Tie Xinyuan glanced at Meng Yuanzhi and said: "This is an agreement between us, you swore that you would definitely be able to speak directly."

I have also sworn that if you have any doubts, just ask me, I will give you the most honest statement, and there will be no concealment, and if you think the truth is not good, I can talk to you in another way. ”

Meng Yuanzhi shook his head and said: "Let's keep the status quo, the truth is not good, so I can hear it."

If you change the way you speak, I, a martial artist, may chew on something else, but it's still good like this. ”

"Then go ahead?"

"Go on!"

Meng Yuan, who did not get Tie Xinyuan's approval, turned around and left, it seemed that he was going to practice martial arts, this guy was very slack during this time, and someone forced him to do it only for good and no harm. (To be continued.) )