The heavy snowfall, which had been falling for more than half a month, finally stopped, although it was convenient for Li Yanzong and others to flee, they also lost a barrier. In the white mountain forest, in a secluded place, Li Yanzong paced with a gloomy face, they were already very close to the river at this time, but those damned Persians were closer to them, if he hadn't found out and killed the Zoroastrian master who was chasing after him in time just now, I'm afraid they would have been surrounded at this time.

"You escort the princess first, and the rest of me goes." Li Yanzong's eyes fell on the two brothers Jing Han and Jing Leng, the two poor brothers in Xicheng back then are now the leaders in the black hands, and their status is only below him, and he can rest assured that they will escort Bo Si Xiaoji.

"Master, let's let the disciple stay!" Jing Leng glanced at the eldest brother beside him, and said to Li Yanzong, although Li Yanzong did not officially accept them as apprentices, but he has always respected Li Yanzong as a teacher, at this time they knew that it was very dangerous to stay and lead away those Persians who were chasing closer, and Li Yanzong asked them to escort Bos Xiaoji, also for their good.

"It's an order." Li Yanzong glanced at his disciple, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and just said coldly. In desperation, the two brothers Jing Han and Jing Leng had no choice but to leave with Bos Xiaoji. After they walked away, Li Yanzong looked at the remaining black hands beside him and said with a smile, "Work in groups of three, start hunting, and let those Persians know what a real assassin is." When the words fell, those black hands all showed pride on their faces, but after a while, they divided into six groups and disappeared into the reckless forest.

"Let's go, too." Looking at the remaining two relatives beside him, Li Yanzong sneered, and the tiger was not threatening. Those Zoroastrians really think they're sick cats. Now he wants to see if those masters can stop the assassination of the black hand.

Although the heavy snow has stopped, the north wind is still bitter, and the snow on the branches of the trees is rolled up from time to time. Falling one after another, if one is not careful, the snow will lose its eyes and see things clearly. In the silence of the woods, an elite scout of Lower Persia walked forward and cursed in a low voice. The kings of Upper Persia had long since fallen, and the people of the other troops were busy looking for girls to make a fortune, but they were transferred here to be frozen, and they couldn't help but hate the damned Zoroastrians, if it weren't for them, they might be sleeping with beautiful girls in the royal capital of Upper Persia. "Cheer me up." Listening to his subordinates cursing on the ground, the scout captain who took the lead shouted. Then he comforted the subordinates and said, "When I find the princess who escaped, I promise to make everyone comfortable." Hearing his words, the scouts were in high spirits. Although she is a princess of a dead country, she is still a princess. They have never been to the princess, for a while the atmosphere of the whole team is lively, obscene words sounded in the forest from time to time, the scout captain does not care, as long as he can cheer up these subordinates, he does not mind that they speak more obscenely, as long as he catches the escaped princess, whether he lives or dies, he can be added to the ranks, but unfortunately he does not know that he and his subordinates have been targeted by death.

Looking at the Persian scouts advancing in the distance through the gaps in the trees, a three-person black hand assassination team under the command of Li Yanzong took them as their own targets, they took out their light folding crossbows, and followed behind the eleven-man team, waiting for an opportunity.

Suddenly there was a sharp sound of horns over the quiet forest, and suddenly the face of the advancing Persian scouts changed, the sound was the sound of the enemy's horns in their army, and it seemed that their men had met the princess, and they were in a very bad situation. Almost instantly, the Persian scout stopped advancing and hurried towards the place where the horn sounded. And at this time, the three-person black hand team that had been following them launched, and the crossbow arrows shot from the light bow and crossbow hit the three people behind them, and the sound of the corpse falling made the Persian scouts in front turn around, and they saw the white short crossbow arrows on the vests of the corpses on the ground, and immediately pulled out the long knives on their waists, wanting to form a formation, but at this time, the black hands who had been wound again shot the second wave of crossbow arrows, and the three crossbow arrows still hit the three Persian scouts, but only one person was killed on the spot, and two were seriously injured, one avoided the vital point in time, only suffered some skin trauma.

Seeing that in just a few strokes, four of his own people died, one was seriously injured, and one was slightly injured, the Persian scout captain's face couldn't help but turn pale, needless to say, he also knew that he had encountered an extremely powerful assassination team, "If you don't want to die, open your eyes wider." He said viciously, forming a circle of his subordinates, looking at the white forest all around, preoccupied with every slight movement, everyone like a taut string. About fifty paces away from the seven Persian scouts who were still alive, the three black hands once again wound their light crossbows, and quietly approached the extremely nervous Persian scouts with cat-like steps.

An abrupt sound suddenly sounded, and suddenly the nervous Persian scouts looked at the place where the sound came from, and the two scouts with bows and arrows in the middle subconsciously shot arrows. When the arrow broke out, the captain of the Persian scout saw clearly that there was a white spot on the tree that made the sound, and it was obvious that someone had pinched the snow ball and threw it on it to lead them to be fooled, and just when he realized that something was wrong, the three black-handed people who were not far from them sprang out of the stab, with a short knife in one hand and a light crossbow in the other, and a crossbow arrow shot at them with a flick of his hand. All of a sudden, of the remaining seven Persian scouts, only four were able to fight intact.

The three black hands quickly approached the remaining Persian scouts, and used their personal short knife assassination skills to the fullest, but in a moment, the Persian scouts of this group died and wiped the blood stains on the knives, and the three black hands hung the dead Persian scouts' bodies upside down on the tree, and then took out the horns that the Persian scouts used to communicate messages, blew them according to the tone they heard before, and then disappeared

A forest in the middle of the woods.

Not long after, the sound of horns in the dense forest came and went, and there were no less than four or five places. "Damn it!" The leader of the Zoroastrian ranks yelled and cursed in frustration. Now he couldn't figure out which was the real goal. "A bunch of rubbish!" His face turned pale. Thinking of the scouts sent by the army, I couldn't help but curse. After a while, he looked at the subordinates beside him. "Let's move on." He decided to ignore the scouts of the army and go straight to the river, believing that the fugitives must be misleading him again, and that the princess's target was the river anyway, and he just had to go there.

The Zoroastrian leader was right. However, he did not have that opportunity, because he was unfortunate to meet Li Yanzong, the head of the local assassin sect under Li Ang. Just as he gave the order, crossbow bolts from the trees in the distance instantly killed three of his men. However, these Zoroastrian masters were much stronger than their scouts when they were assassinated, and almost instantly, those who were still alive hid behind the nearest tree.

Looking at the Zoroastrian master who was hiding in an instant, Li Yanzong sneered. He gestured to his followers, tiptoed over to one of his closest Zoroastrian masters, and then wrenched his neck until the Zoroastrian leader realized something was wrong. Li Yanzong had already killed three people in a row, and at this time, his two relatives also killed two people each. But they were all discovered.

Looking at the only five subordinates left beside him, the leader of Zoroastrianism had an iron face, he looked at the small man who walked out from behind the tree not far away, his eyes flashed a few sharp flashes, and then in an instant, he suddenly drew his sword and rushed out, killing this small man, and the Zoroastrian masters behind him also killed out together.

The horizontal knife on Li Yanzong's waist came out of its sheath, and one person blocked the attack of the Zoroastrian leader, "You guys kill those little minions as soon as possible." He said coldly to the two of his followers, and wrapped his sword around the Zoroastrian leader, leaving him unable to do anything, and could only watch as Li Yanzong's two followers killed his last four subordinates, and finally died under the siege of Li Yanzong's three.

"Are you all right?" Although they succeeded in destroying the most difficult team, Li Yanzong's two personal entourages were also extremely injured, and they did not hesitate to exchange their lives for their lives in order to annihilate the four Zoroastrian masters as soon as possible, and several stab wounds on their bodies were very terrifying.

"It's almost time to withdraw." After Li Yanzong bandaged the wounds of the two relatives, he was thinking, and then he untied the rhino horn from his waist, blew it with a whimper, and then took the two relatives and hid into the forest.

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If nothing else, Li Yanzong would have been able to withdraw safely with his people, but he didn't expect that in addition to the scout troops of the Persian army, the second group of Zoroastrian masters also rushed over, and as a result, when approaching the river, Li Yanzong was caught up by this group of masters with scouts.

Looking at the Persians who were getting closer and closer, Li Yanzong's face was gloomy, "Fight!" With a low roar, he stopped, and instead of being chased to death in embarrassment, it was better to go back and kill a few more and earn enough money. Just when Li Yanzong's temper attacked, a military horn sounded behind him, followed by the overwhelming sound of horses' hooves, just fluted, Li Yanzong looked back, only to see the white horizon, the black flag jumped into his eyes, and suddenly he laughed loudly, and the resentment of being chased and killed for several days suddenly came out of a big mouthful.

"Kill all the crumbs!" Li Yanzong smiled and shouted loudly at the black hands beside him, those black hands also understood, how could they let go of these Persians who had been chasing them for several days. Under the pursuit of the cavalry brought by Chen Baxian, the last group of Zoroastrian masters and Persian scouts who set foot on the border of the river only escaped a few people, and the rest were all killed.

In the camp in the river, Leon met the eldest daughter of the king of Persia, Princess Both Xiaoji. Looking at Li Ang, who had no change in front of him, but seemed more cold, Bos Xiaoji thought of the events of the year, and the horror that she thought she had forgotten rose to her heart again, and the words that she had thought about on the road were forced by Li Angsen's cold gaze, but she couldn't say a word, but after answering a sentence in a daze, she was taken to the tent to rest, but she couldn't even see Cambyses's face.

"Yan Zong, I'm glad you this trip." After Bos Xiaoji left, Li Ang said to Li Yanzong, this old subordinate who followed him has never complained or fought for merit.

"Where is the Lord, this is Yan Zong's duty." Li Yanzong replied in a deep voice, and then expressed his worries about Both Xiaoji, "Lord, the Persian princess is not an easy person, I don't think she can be allowed to return to the Persian army camp, otherwise there will definitely be troubles in the future." ”

Thinking of the unwillingness in Bo Si Xiaoji's eyes when she left, Li Ang nodded and said. "I haven't seen you for years. Unexpectedly, she has also become an ambitious person, and it seems that she will not be satisfied with being a puppet, Yan Zong. You go down and have a good rest, and I will deal with this matter myself. ”

Wang Meng is not there, Li Ang naturally has to consult with Cui Hao, although Chen Qingzhi is an all-rounder who can write and martial arts, but Chen Qingdi's personality is destined to dislike politics. "My lord, it's actually very simple. We just need to transfer the identity of her direct bloodline of the royal family. After Cui Hao heard what Li Ang said, he quickly had an idea, "I don't know if the lord still remembers that Moo, he is a distant branch of the Persian royal family, but he has no great blood relationship with Bos Xiaoji, we can push him to the throne." ”

"You mean, let Boss marry Moo." Li Ang looked at Cui Hao, of course he remembered. He is a good puppet candidate, with no ambition and good control.

"Yes, that's easy. How can there be a queen in charge of this since ancient times, just take this out. Cambyses had no reason to resist, and besides, Mo was one of the remaining armies of Upper Persia, and he would become the king of Upper Persia in the future, and those generals would naturally have a bright future, so they would not stop him. Cui Hao said, and then frowned, "The only thing to worry about is whether Bosi Xiaoji will be in trouble, engage in some kind of martial arts competition, and sabotage our plan."

"It's okay to compete." Li Ang thought for a while, and then said to Cui Hao, "She has to marry if she marries, and she has to marry if she doesn't marry, and she can't be the master." After saying that, Leon set his eyes on the map of the two Persian countries hanging behind the commander's seat, and he not only wanted the two countries to lose both, but also wanted them to become obedient puppets.

After hearing the words of Feng Siniang, who came to persuade Li Ang, who was under house arrest, she sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, how could she be willing to marry someone she didn't know, and since then she has lost the glory of the princess and become a puppet.

"As a princess, I should take the restoration of the country as my own responsibility, if anyone wants to marry me, they will naturally have the ability of a general to help me restore the country." After staying for a while, Bosi Xiaoji looked at Feng Siniang, gritted her teeth and said, no matter what, she had to fight for herself, "I want to choose a husband from among the Persian warriors, which one is the most powerful, I will marry." ”

"Okay, it's up to you." Looking at the stubborn Bo Si Xiaoji, Feng Siniang, who was dressed in military uniform, agreed, although she also felt pity for this princess who couldn't help herself, but this was fate, she didn't break free from the power of fate.

Leon has never liked to procrastinate, almost in just a few days, the matter of Both Xiaoji to find a pro-land has spread in the Cambyses army, although many soldiers are dreaming of marrying a princess and becoming the king of Persia after the restoration of the country, but those generals who have the strength to compete know that the princess's husband has already been decided, and no one can disobey the will of Daqin, Cambyses is even more like a mirror in his heart, but he can't sit back and watch everything develop according to Leon's thoughts, although he has surrendered, He even has to rely on Leon's power, but he still has to maneuver within the rules that he can, at least he can't let Moo become the princess's husband, otherwise, even if he goes to Persia to restore the country, he will only be Leon's puppet.

"Looks like I'm going to have to fight with those young people." Looking at the note sent by the personal maid of Boss Xiaoji in his hand, Cambyses smiled bitterly, and only he could let Leon not deal with him, after all, Leon wanted him to lead his troops to fight to the death against the Persians.

"It's funny, I can't imagine that the old man wants the old cow to eat the tender grass." Since Miss Zhuge married Cui Hao, although she no longer shows up in front of people, she has always been responsible for the screening of information in the intelligence system that Cui Hao has mastered, and at this time she knew that Cambyses was also going to participate in the recruitment, so she joked with her husband, "This old man is not afraid that he will be squeezed dry by that princess and will not be able to give birth to a son." ”

"You can borrow seeds." Cui Hao laughed, he could guess Cambyses's thoughts, he came forward to marry his own princess, so that they would have no excuse to detain Boss Xiaoji, and then he would be a husband on the face, and he would follow Boss Xiaoji in private, but Cui Hao was also a little curious, if Cambyses could really marry Boss Xiaoji and get the righteous name, after the restoration of the country, would he still be a loyal minister. Cui Hao quickly denied his idea, after all, Li Ang would not let this kind of thing happen, which was really a pity.

Although Both Xiaoji proposed an open competition to recruit relatives, but all matters were taken over by Li Ang, and the result was as most people expected, after the so-called heavy selection, only a few people could participate in the recruitment of relatives in the end, including Mo O, who was not very strong, and the discerning person knew at a glance that he was the person that Da Qin fancied, if there was no accident, he would naturally be able to hold the princess in the end, but he was not without opponents, among those few people, Cambyses was his strongest opponent, Many Persian generals are quite optimistic about their old commanders, of course, more people are much more practical, they think that Mo O, who has the support of Daqin behind them, will not miss at all.

The final contest was very simple, Cambyses and they only had to pass the defenders, and then beat the others who passed, and they could become the husband of Boss Xiaoji, the future king of Persia. In order to block everyone's mouths, Li Ang asked the woman to guard the ring, in order to represent Bosi Xiaoji, and it was none other than the desert tyrant in the past, and now his wife, Lin Fengshuang.

Since marrying Li Ang, Lin Fengshuang's sword path has not only not regressed, but has become stronger, under her guard, except for Mo O, who was deliberately let go by her, the rest of the people are not her enemies of the three swords, and now she has to face Cambyses, this old and strong Persian general.

Because Lin Fengshuang's sword is too sharp, there is no triad under his command, even Cambyses can't see the depth of her strength, and can only hope that he can defeat this marshal's wife, at this time Cambyses admires Li Ang very much, he didn't expect that the wife married by this terrible young marshal is not only so beautiful, but also terrifyingly high martial arts, which is really enviable.

As soon as they fought, Cambyses was shocked in his heart, Lin Fengshuang in front of him seemed to be just a woman, but his strength was not inferior to that of a man, and even more than that of ordinary generals, and his sword skills were also fierce and fierce, replacing defense with offense, and one knife was faster than another.

After the ten, Cambyses was already shocked into a cold sweat, the marshal's wife in front of him was even more powerful than those so-called fierce generals, and if he didn't do it well, he would die under this sharp knife.

"This old man is too old, if he is twenty years younger, maybe he can still fight with his wife." Under the ring, Ran Min, who was watching the excitement, looked at the embarrassed Cambyses who was forced on the stage, but shook his head and sighed, while Chen Qingzhong next to him just smiled and said nothing, he guessed the idea of Li Ang and Cui Hao, in the end, Lin Fengshuang would definitely pretend to deliberately lose to this veteran, and let him go to have a fight with Mo Ou in front of everyone, but at that time, I really didn't know how much strength that old man could use, and the palm power practiced by the inner kung fu was not a joke.

In fact, just as Chen Qingzhong expected, Lin Fengshuang lost to Cambyses after finding an opportunity to give Cambyses a soft hand in his internal kung fu. In the end, Cambyses, who was wounded in his viscera, was defeated by Moo, who would become the husband of Boss and the future king of Persia.