"I write, I write it......" Jieli couldn't help but sigh secretly, recovered a little bit of spirit, jumped off the horse very single, laboriously pulled out the pen, pondered for a while, tore off his underwear and spread it on the ground to show solemnity, and personally wrote the book and the table. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jieli Khan's grinding writing feelings, it took nearly half an hour, almost a thousand words to write, dry the ink, and let people hand it over to Qin Feng for seeing.

"You're so fucking and personal." Qin Feng resisted the urge to scold, and spent a lot of effort in order to read the words like dog's claws clearly.

The old red-faced Jieli Khan sneered, they Turkic have their own language and writing, and it is not easy to write the deepest and most difficult script of Chinese characters with a pen, and there is no need to think about beauty or anything.

Since Qin Feng showed his prominence on the grassland, Jieli Khan has tried his best to investigate this young general who burst out of the stone, this investigation is terrible, it turns out that Qin Feng, who gave him a headache, is not small, and he is also the fast son-in-law of the Tang Emperor, at first he thought it was Li Shimin's preference, but later he learned that Qin Feng can have today's status, and he got up by himself step by step, and his father-in-law and father did not give him private help at all. In addition to Qin Feng's ability to fight, his literary talent is also extremely good, in the Central Plains is the name of the "Three Absolute Holy Hands", the first to be famous is his handwriting, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a thousand words. It is precisely because he knows the origin of Qin Feng that it is not surprising that he has a pen and paper when he travels, poets, aren't they all like this?

To be despised by a master in the calligraphy world is actually nothing remarkable. Grandmaster, how many people can compare?

Thinking about it this way, Jieli Khan's heart was a lot more balanced.

"Okay, who are you going to send to Chang'an Face Saint?" Qin Feng asked, and said to himself: "Qi Bi He Li's status and eloquence are good, he is just right." Yo, Qi Bi He Li is right here, that couldn't be better. Tomorrow I will have someone escort you to Chang'an. "It's a pity that such a famous general of an alien race died, let's get him away.

"This ......" Jieli Khan hesitated, in the past, there were thousands of generals, and it didn't matter what kind of strength a contract was, but now the dead are dead, scattered, and there are only two or three generals he can get his hands on, and the contract must be the best choice for both personal bravery and strategy, so it's a pity.

Qin Feng smiled meaningfully and said, "Reluctantly or what?" Won't you meet again in Chang'an in a few days? ”

"King Khan, General Qin, the last general is willing to go to Chang'an." Seeing that Jieli Khan was embarrassed, he stood up himself.

Jieli Khan, who had to bow his head under the eaves, said: "Well, since the general can afford you, then you can go." ”

"Good!" Qin Feng smiled slightly, and said to Qi Bihe: "Time is not waiting for me." Then let's go! "Anyway, hit the horse.

Qibi He Li glanced at Jieli Khan, followed Qin Feng's footsteps, and rode away from the brigade.

Looking at the horse team that was gone, Jieli Khan blushed, he really wanted to catch up and kill him.

"Sir, what now? What do you see? Jieli Khan was reprimanded by his own Qin Feng Lian, and he was already a little ownerless.

Zhao Deyan, who was dressed in Turkic costumes, walked out of the horse team and said with a smile: "King Khan, great things can be done. Qin Feng had bewildered the Khan King. ”

"How so?" Jieli Khan was overjoyed, but he still asked casually.

Zhao Deyan said: "He approached alone, didn't he completely believe what it was?" King Khan, look at his outfit, it looks like a rich boy traveling, and what is the rhythm before the big war? He fought bravely, but his political consciousness was almost equal to zero, otherwise he would not have thought of asking the Khan King to write a letter of surrender. ”

"Sir, do you think we have a chance of winning if we attack at this moment?" Jieli Khan was very moved to ask Zhao Deyan for his opinion.

"No." Zhao Deyan shook his head and said: "Although Qin Feng's number is small, but all of them are real warriors, these hundred people can completely drag us for a while, Qin Feng's mount is the king of horses, if he really wants to run, no one can catch up." Although I don't know martial arts, as far as I know, Qin Qiong, the father of Qin Feng, has a characteristic of martial arts. Heavy attack is not heavy defense, whether it is marksmanship or mace, there is a chain of moves to attack but not defend, and it is completely ignoring its own protection when it hits the head. So much so that it often suffers from stray arrows and all sorts of unexpected small injuries. Qin Feng learned the family martial arts, which must be the same as his father. Moreover, his incredible archery skills are unmatched. I understand the idea of King Khan taking down Qin Feng and thus achieving the goal of surrendering without a fight, but if I am not sure, I still recommend waiting for a day. Outstanding people in the Central Plains, even if we kill one Qin Feng, there will be a second and a third Qin Feng, and getting out of trouble is the priority at the moment! ”

Jieli Khan was startled, and the terrifying scene in Qin Feng's pupils involuntarily appeared in his mind.

Boundless sea of blood, rolling skeletons, mountains of corpses, bleeding and drifting!

"Yes, yes, yes! Sir is right, I am too anxious. Jieli Khan hurriedly waved his hand, "We really can't stand the toss, so let's bear with this." That's all we have, and we can't afford to spend it indiscriminately. ”

Jieli Khan is a man who cherishes his life, although he is excited, but his heart is more full of shock, Qin Feng's strength just now is really beyond his imagination. If his son is like this, Qin Qiong, who is known as the number one tiger general in the world, will be such a terrifying existence. The Tang Dynasty has produced many talents, which is really incomparable to the Turks.

"Let's go back. Tomorrow at noon, let's 'surrender' on time! Let Qin Feng see our sincerity. The whole army was ordered to rest, and everyone had to sleep as soon as it got dark. Jieli Khan said gloomily, and he bit the word "surrender" very hard.

It was soon dark, and some of these Turkic soldiers were already asleep because of exhaustion, and they snored loudly, and they didn't care about anything else, they had never slept so sweetly in the past ten days, while others couldn't sleep at all because of the long torment, and their eyes were red like wounded beasts.

Early in the morning, in the early morning of the second day after Qin Feng and Jieli met, Xue Yantuo's 30,000 troops divided into three routes, and with the help of the misty foggy climate, they attacked the Turkic camp at the same time.

The vigilance of the Turkic soldiers who had relaxed also decreased, and Xue Yantuo had a heavy fog as a cover, until Xue Yantuo's vanguard approached within three miles and heard the deafening sound of horses' hooves.

The distance of five miles is instantaneous. The Turks already have this kind of problem. In the face of the three-sided encirclement of the 30,000-strong army, he could not even do an effective counterattack, so he could only passively meet the enemy and be beaten.

Suddenly, a Turkic officer jumped up, pounced on a tiger pounce, and hugged the leg of a member of the Xue Yantuo soldier, the Xue Yantuo soldier was startled, and cut off the arm of the Turkic soldier, just when he was relieved, the soldier with the broken arm let out a cruel laugh like a night owl, he pulled it heavily with his other arm, and the Xue Yantuo soldier who did not have the three treasures of the cavalry suddenly lost his balance and fell off the horse, before he could react, the Turkic soldier went crazy, and fell on the body of the Xue Yantuo soldier, One bite of the other person's throat.

Then the others also took action, as if they had agreed in advance, they didn't care how the enemy killed themselves, they tore the enemy off their horses in the same way as if they didn't feel pain, they tore the enemy's clothes frantically, and from time to time there were bursts of shouting in their throats, like a group of beasts in heat, they couldn't tell what the other party was, what they were, these enemies had completely become the dumping place of their garbage emotions, they didn't have any humanity, After tearing the clothes, they began to tear the flesh and skin.

In an instant, all kinds of screams filled the entire barracks, and just as these beasts were going crazy here, suddenly a terrible whistle came, followed by the sound of gongs and drums like popping beans, and countless shouts sounded together. Keeping in mind Su Dingfang's instructions from Qin Feng, it's just that the current harassment is even crazier than in the past!

The Turkic soldiers have been lost in madness, they seem to have entered a paradise, they can gallop crazy at will, the depression in reality is all gone, who knows that the poignant whistle once again pulled them into reality, these Turkic soldiers instantly lost control of their emotions, they were even more crazy than before!

Some people picked up the battle knife, and Xue Yantuo, who made them feel pain, first became the object of their venting, and with one knife he cut off, and a head rolled out! Before they could make the next move, they had Xue Yantuo's other soldiers beheaded, but he himself became the target of the other Turkic soldiers.

And this is just the beginning, with the first, there will be the second, the third, the tenth...... hundreds, thousands. At this moment, the noise made by Su Dingfang aroused all kinds of negative emotions of the Turkic soldiers for a long time, and at this moment, they could no longer control themselves under Xue Yantuo's sudden attack. The gore did not bring the Turks to their senses, but on the contrary became even more insane, especially the noise outside, as if to tell them that the war had begun.

Some of the Turks living in the central camp rushed out of the barracks, and all around them were empty, nothing! The spirit of these Turkic soldiers has reached the limit, and the first one to lose his mind suddenly pounced on a companion, and a large hole was pierced in the sinful body, and soon the Turkic soldier who was killed no longer had to endure the repeated intrusion of noise, and he was free!

The noise made by Su Dingfang's army was like opening Pandora's box, and almost all the Turkic soldiers began to go crazy, desperately attacking the people around them, some using knives, and those without knives using both their own hands and mouths. Originally, there were some people who had remnants of reason, but in this blind attack, they couldn't keep calm anymore, they could only join in and kill each other!

At this moment, the scene was extremely chaotic, originally divided into countless areas, and the people in each area were surrounded by one or two soldiers who looked like crazy, these wrapped Turkic soldiers had red eyes, as if they were a little delirious, most of them were covered in blood, and they waved their weapons indiscriminately, constantly attacking the surroundings.

Some acquaintances kept calling their names, but they didn't hear them at all, and they didn't react at all, they only knew that they were blindly slashing and stabbing and making unorganized moves, as if an ordinary person had lost his mind and broken into the crowd. No one knew what they were doing, and after a moment of shouting, the madmen did not stop, but became more irritable.

The irritability and restlessness of these people was like a chain reaction, and gradually more and more people fell into this situation, all of them with red eyes and heavy snorts, like angry bulls.

A person was trying to help a fellow door who fell to the ground inexplicably, just helped him up, a cold light flashed, his arm hurt, the whole arm flew out, the next moment, blood splattered out, the companion who was helped up had a murderous smile, staring at himself and smirking, he didn't have time to shout, this companion slashed at his head again, and the last scene that was imprinted into his eyes was his headless body.

A man was pushed by the crowd, and before he could gain a foothold, a long sword was stabbed in the back, and the sword passed through his body, and when he looked down, he could see the tip of the sword dripping with blood. He flicked his backhand sword at the back, and before he could raise the weapon, four or five more weapons plunged into his body.

Another man, laughing and laughing, kept slashing people, and then he was cut off, and his legs had been cut off, but as if he didn't know the pain, he propped himself on the ground with one hand, and held a weapon in the other, and kept slashing at the legs and feet that were shaking around, and the knife was bloody.

There was also a man who, after being stabbed a dozen times by his companion beside him, then slashed his chest open, and while spasming, he dug hard at the chest with his hand, and after a moment he stopped moving.

The arrival of Xue Yantuo's soldiers made the madness set off again.

……

All kinds of tragedies are being staged, and the most unbelievable way of death is also born today. More than 70,000 people on both sides of the enemy fell into chaos, and the Turkic soldiers laughed wildly, they did not have the slightest skill, they fought for their lives completely, just like wild beasts, relying on the most primitive instincts, with the weapons in their hands, to leave a blood memorial to those around them, or to themselves.

Of the more than 40,000 Turkic people, only less than 3,000 soldiers were left around the Turks, and the number was getting smaller and smaller. They were surrounded by several times their companions and enemies, and although it didn't take much effort to kill these companions, they would die one by one, but this scene of Shura's purgatory, this bloody tragedy, made them frightened all the time.

They are afraid that they will become like these companions.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is the feeling of waiting to die!