On the afternoon of the thirtieth day of the lunar month, it snowed lightly again in the gray sky, and in the snowflakes that were blowing, a group of horses entered Kushui Town, and the people on the horses were wearing Turkic robes, with six-foot-long knives pinned to their waists, and the dark iron armor was revealed under the corners of their clothes that were lifted by the wind, and their faces were cold and fierce.

"I hate snow." The red slave tore off his felt hat, his long brown hair was blown away in the wind, he jumped off his horse and pulled the man beside him, "When will your place arrive?" ”

"Very... Soon... There it is. Forced to stare at by those tiger-like pupils, the secret agent of the Suppression Division did not tremble, nor did he speak neatly, "Just... It's right in front. ”

On the rooftops on both sides of the street, watching the horse caravan moving forward, a few dark shadows quietly descended from the house and disappeared into the vast snow.

In the inn, Li Zheng and Xu Yanran were sitting, and behind them were two groups of people with clear distinctions, no less than 100 people, all of whom had fierce faces and weapons in their hands.

On the second floor, Li Ang and Peng Cheng stood against the railing, and below was the eerily quiet lobby. "What do you think they look like?" Leon's voice was not high, and there was some banter.

"I look like some gang bosses like Chang'an Black Street, and I have gathered people and plan to go out and fight with people." A trace of disdain flashed in Peng Cheng's eyes, and he shook his head and said, "These people go to war, just to send them to death." ”

"They're just spies on the news, and they can't get there." Leon smiled and turned around, "Let's go." Peng Cheng glanced at the 'rabble' downstairs and respectfully strode behind Li Ang.

The door of the inn opened, rushing into a gust of snow, and the two men in white came to Li Zheng and Xu Yanran, bowed their heads and whispered.

Li Zheng and Xu Yanran stood up together and walked outside, and behind them, nearly a hundred secret agents clenched the weapons in their hands and followed their adults out of the inn.

"Master Li walks slowly." A tiger and leopard rider dressed as a merchant stopped Jinyiwei's way.

"Stand down." Waving down the guard in front of him, Li Zheng looked at the tiger and leopard rider, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"The captain of my family asked the subordinates to tell Lord Li that it may be dangerous to go here, please be careful, this news is even if it is three thousand gold baht for the adult." The tiger and leopard rode along, bowed his hand after speaking, and turned back into the inn.

"My lord..."The cronies beside Li Zheng looked at the tiger and leopard rider with suspicion in their eyes.

"I'd rather believe it." The smile on the corner of Li Zheng's mouth faded, and his voice was cold, "Pass the order, strengthen your vigilance, and don't fall into the way of others." ”

In the alley at the back door of the inn, Li Ang looked at the thirty-three tiger and leopard riders who had changed into military uniforms, straightened his body, and hit his right fist on his chest.

Looking at Li Ang and the tiger and leopard riding in the wind and snow from the window, Feng Siniang's quiet face turned to Huang Quan beside her, "They will come back for a reunion dinner, right?" ”

"Generals never fight battles that they are not sure of." Huang Quan's gaze sank after staring at Li Ang, "He is a good general, he will definitely come back with those soldiers." ”

"When they leave, the inn is empty." Thinking of the people who left, Feng Siniang's lonely face laughed self-deprecatingly, "The old lady is actually a little reluctant in her heart, is the old lady really old?" ”

"Siniang, after the New Year, close the inn!" Huang Quan looked at Feng Siniang, his old face was like a father's love, "Let's go back to Daqin." ”

"Go back to Daqin, where to go back?" Feng Siniang smiled and looked at Huang Quan, the desolation in her eyes made Huang Quan feel uncomfortable, "It's still the right place for the old lady, you, don't worry about the old lady, the old lady is no longer the little girl who asked you to take care of it before." ”

Huang Quan looked at the figure of Feng Siniang leaving, and sat down in the chair, his godless eyes made him look as if he had aged many years all of a sudden.

"Go out of town and tell the ghost wolf and those hyenas that it's time to do it." Ashina Yunlie looked up at the darkened sky, and said quietly to Zhishi Sili.

"Yes." Zhi Shi Sili replied heavily, and hurried away with a knife.

In the white snow, a man dressed in a dart master's suit lay quietly, with a greedy smile on his face, blood gushing from the cracked center of his eyebrows, and the yellow gold beside him was scattered in the snow, as if mocking him.

Ashina Yunlie glanced at the corpse in the snow, and sighed to Sang Ruo who walked to his side, "No matter how great a nation is, there are always some despicable people. ”

"My lord, I don't understand. Since those blades and armor are genuine, why do you want to send the red slave to death. Sang Ruo glanced at the dart master of the Zhenwei Dart Bureau and asked.

"The tribes of the steppe, which were once mighty, were strengthened by an unborn hero, and then declined with the fall of the hero, and I don't want the Turks to do the same." Ashina Yunlie sighed, "The young Turkic people worship the name 'Martial God' so much that they forget that the so-called 'gods' are just ordinary people like them. ”

"Rather than waiting for this 'myth' to be shattered by the Great Qin Legion on the battlefield in the future, it is better to be ruined now."

Sang Ruo looked at the graceful Ashina Yunlie, his heart was uncontrollable throbbing, the people in front of him, what he saw, was no longer something he could guess.

"Chinu is not like his brother, he is too upright, he is a good samurai." Ashina Yunlie looked into the distance, "Just let him be my stand-in and let the 'Martial God' fall!" ”

In the falling snow and speechless, Sang Ruo stood quietly behind Ashina Yunlie and walked out of the courtyard with him.

In the mansion, the lights are bright, and on the round table covered with red satin, cold dishes are placed one after another, and the opened wine jar exudes a strong aroma of wine. Zhu Ting looked at the dim sky with his hands down, a little distracted, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the dark street, a group of men in black blocked Jinyiwei's way.

"Fuso people." Looking at the horizontal knife with some curved arcs in the hand of the man in black, Li Zheng's eyes lit up, "Beware of ambushes." He shouted, but it was too late, and crossbow bolts were fired from the rooftops on both sides of the street.

"Protect your lordship." The brocade guards shouted loudly and protected Li Zheng to the death. On the other side of the street, the spies of Dongchang also suffered heavy losses under the ambush, and Xu Yanran looked at the Fusang warriors who did not spare their lives, and his face was as ugly as Li Zheng on the other side.

In the darkness, the tragic fighting was bloody and cruel. But in the mansion, which is only one street away, there is a staggered mix of chips, the aroma of wine is overflowing, and the gorgeous and delicious dishes are placed on the big table like flowing water.

Zhu Ting raised the wine jar and said to the drunken red red red face, "This cup is for me to honor His Excellency the Martial God." ”

"Master Zhu, do it." Facing the mighty Han old man in front of him, the red slave raised the wine jar in his hand and poured it up, he couldn't imagine that there were such bold and drinkable people among the Han people.

In a secluded courtyard in the mansion, Li Ang looked at the tiger and leopard riders with crossbows in their hands, and his voice was as cold as a knife, "A group of ten, starting from the banquet in the east chamber, there are no chickens and dogs." ”

"Whoa." The tiger and leopard riders responded with a bang, and then stepped on the thick snow and along the corridor to kill the Turks who were feasting.