On the Snow Wild Mountain Road, a group of Xuan Wolf Army escorted a convoy of envoys from the north to Dragon City. Three huge flags fluttering in front of the convoy, the pennant on the left is a fierce wolf, the pennant on the right is a very honest eight-legged tidal fish, and the pennant in the middle is the pennant of the Luofu Dynasty, the front is the two giant characters "Luofu" written in seal script, and the word is surrounded by a red gold flying dragon.

Since the Vientiane tribe entered the Dragon City, the rest of the tribes have also accelerated their pace, and even gave up the lazy posture of previous years, coupled with the protection of the Xuan Wolf Army, the horse treasure car galloped rapidly on the official road leading to the Dragon City.

Five hundred miles south of Jinding Mountain, the convoy of the Xihai tribe had just reached the north of Bishan Mountain, and the flying eagle riders on the distant mountains had already paid attention to their every move. Although Longcheng sent the Xuanwolf Army to guard the envoys of the major tribes into Beijing, His Majesty the Emperor was still not at ease, and specially ordered the Flying Eagle to pay attention to the entry of the major missions into Beijing.

Pishan is located at the southern foot of the Jinding Mountain Range, the north of the mountain is the lofty mountains, the perennial snow is raging, the south of the mountain is the largest plain "wasteland" in the south, once through the mountain less than five days' foot, the Xihai tribe can reach the Dragon City.

"How come they are half a day earlier than the appointed hour?" The eagle rider on a high ground on the top of the mountain looked at the convoy of missions on the mountain road and muttered to himself in confusion.

"Could it be that the pace of the pace has been accelerated, so that it is half a day faster?"

Another commander-like flying eagle rode around the black horse under his crotch, and looked at the convoy of the Xihai tribe on the mountain road and the Xuanwolf army guarding the front of the mission team, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything wrong, just vaguely felt a little uneasy, he said cautiously, "Send a few people closer to check?" ”

"Commander Liu, we still need to be careful in this matter, once the Xuan Wolf Army discovers our traces. It is difficult for King Yong to guarantee that he will not go to His Majesty the Emperor to participate in Du's father-in-law, so it is not worth it. The other arched his hand at the Eagle-Rider in command, reminding.

In order to monitor the situation of the eight major tribes entering Beijing, Du Gonggong, the head of the Inner Palace, ordered the eight commanders to each lead a team of flying eagles to follow along the way. Liu Zhiming, who was about forty years old, was one of the eight commanders, and he was ordered to lead the team to follow the convoy of the Xihai tribe, but he couldn't get too close, and once he found something abnormal, he immediately sent a letter to the palace.

Liu Zhiming, who had a somewhat tired face, knew well what was going on between Gonggong Du and King Yong, he grabbed the reins with his left hand, clenched his right hand into a fist, and his eyes never left the convoy on the mountain road for half a minute, and more than a dozen flying eagle riders stopped for a long time and never noticed anything unusual about the envoy on the mountain road, so they turned their horses and went to the next place to wait for the convoy of the Xihai tribe.

About half an hour later, the Xihai tribe convoy on the mountain road suddenly stopped, and the two brocade-clothed men in front of the team waved their hands, and more than a dozen guards dressed in the uniforms of the Xuanwolf Army rushed to the high ground on both sides of the mountain road, and investigated whether there was anything unusual around, especially the trace of the flying eagle horse.

The guards on the high ground on the top of the mountain waved their hands to the mountain road, indicating that they had not noticed anything unusual, and the more than ten guards then changed into black clothes and lurked on both sides of the mountain road.

Seeing this, a burly man in brocade clothes standing in front of the convoy nodded silently, turned around and waved to the convoy behind him, and everyone immediately changed their clothes, and threw the pennant chariots and horses in the original convoy into the mountain canyon, and everyone hid in the dense forest and bushes on both sides of the mountain road.

Nearly 100 black-clothed killers lurked on the path that the Xihai tribe must pass, and they were ready to shoot early, their eyes watching the movement on the mountain road for a long time, even the stone gravel at the northern end of the mountain road.

About half an hour later, a neighing of horses came from the north side of the mountain road. The real Xihai Tribal Mission convoy appeared at the end of the mountain road, and three huge banners appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Led by more than a dozen Xuan Wolf Army, followed by the frame of the Xihai tribe and the elder Che Luan, followed by the clan's guards and other entourage. The black-clad killers on both sides of the mountain road tightly held the arrows and crossbows in their hands, and the arrows locked the people in the frame.

"This operation, you really don't have to go through the Presbyterian Council? Does the patriarch know? Another brocade-clothed man frowned, "After all, it was the assassination of the Xihai clan elder, if it gets out, it will definitely be..." he squatted in the grass and looked at the Xihai tribe convoy that had just entered the field of vision, his right hand on his thigh and knee, still trembling very much.

"Pei Haiya, if you're afraid, stay here for me, if you miss a big thing, the Great Elder will never let you go." The burly man in brocade looked at Pei Haiya, who was about thirty years old beside him, with a thin figure and a timid expression. He originally planned to use this matter to promote his own in-law in the clan, but he never thought that the other party would be so timid and afraid.

"No... Brother Xie was able to take me on this mission in the hope that Haiya would perform and win glory for the Pei Gatekeeper. Pei Haiya looked at Xie Mingjun, who was in charge of the task of assassinating the elders of the Xihai tribe.

The Vientiane clan Xie Valve and Pei Valve are three generations of in-laws, and Pei Valve did not support Du Pingye before the election of this generation of Great Elders, but chose someone else. After the Great Elder took control of the clan, he naturally excluded Pei Valve, and Pei Haiya, as a new generation leader in the Gate Valve, was even more despised.

Xie Valve is different, they stood behind Du Pingye when they were the first elders, and their reputation among the Vientiane tribe is not weak. In order to help Pei Valve get out of the predicament, Xie Mingjun begged to bring Pei Haiya with him after learning about this operation.

Du Pingye thought about it again and again, and reluctantly agreed, considering Xie Valve and Xie Mingjun's way of doing things.

In order to weaken the power of the other major tribes, Du Pingye made some secret arrangements before entering Beijing. He let the celestial machine elephant in charge of Li Ming confuse the vision of the Flying Eagle Rider, and then ordered his cronies to intercept the convoy of the mission entering Beijing from the major tribes halfway, so as to blame the Xuanwolf Army. In order to achieve the goal of the rise of the Vientiane tribe, he even did not hesitate to use more than half of the clan's gate lords to participate in this matter, most of which were their sworn friends.

"It's good to know, this matter is related to the survival of our two major valves, and it must not be taken lightly." Xie Mingjun gently patted Pei Haiya's shoulder, and although his words were intense, his tone had slowed down a little.

"I know, I also sent all the top masters in Pei Valve this time." Pei Haiya nodded, although the look in his eyes was a little hesitant, but he was also determined to fight, for the sake of Pei Valve's status in the clan, he also had to gamble once.

"Remember, try not to kill the Xuanwolf Army, and you have to go to the ventilators." Xie Mingjun looked at the convoy of the mission, which was already half on the mountain road, and instructed.

Pei Haiya nodded slightly, although he didn't like such an assassination in his heart, he had to do it. The convoy of the mission that covered up and killed the entire Xihai tribe took the appearance of severely damaging the people of the Xihai tribe and letting go of the Xuanwolf Army, forming a false impression that the Xuanwolf Army colluded with killers to murder the elders of the major tribes.