The gentle evening breeze caresses the earth like a sympathetic kiss, creating layers of tiny ripples on the clear surface of the lake, and the sparkling waves complement the unpredictable and gorgeous talents of the western sky, looking wonderful and tranquil.

In this small lake, there is a large convoy of about 50 vehicles, a total of more than 3,000 people, among which there are Han and Hu, Hu more and Han less, but the two sides are distinct, the only thing that is the same is that these people are all strong and brave people, the blades in their hands are polished brightly, and the body exudes a trace of bloody smell, and it is not easy to match the generation at a glance.

Among the 1,000 Han people is an extraordinarily gorgeous Luan car, the Luan car has a distinct imprint, it is the emblem of the Yuwen clan of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and there are more than a dozen maids waiting around, which is the Luan car of the princess Yuwen Qianjin of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

As the night grew darker, everyone lit a bonfire by the lake, and except for those who were on guard on the periphery, everyone else sat comfortably around the fire to eat and rest. Compared with the dried meat and mare's milk wine in the hands of the Turks, the water and dry food in the hands of the Han people are a little shabby.

Although many Northern Zhou soldiers looked at the Turkic people who were gobbling up and laughing and scolding with envy, their eyes were not very hot, and their emotions were very calm, which showed that these people were well-trained.

"Seventh Prince, since the princess of the Zhou people is your woman, why don't you come out to serve you, what's the point of hiding in the car?"

The man who spoke was a man who looked like a leader, with big shoulders and a round waist, dark and shiny skin, and a thick black beard that stood up like a steel needle, and the whole person looked like a mighty bear. Seeing that Ashina Kuhezhen was gnawing on the dried meat a little tastelessly, the god kept staring at Luan Jia in the distance, and couldn't help but get closer, and said in a rather uneven tone.

"Lakshen, you don't understand, a woman can only taste her taste if she tastes it carefully, and it's not okay to be as anxious as you!" Ashina Ku Hezhen retracted his gaze and poured a sip of mare's milk wine, then squinted his eyes slightly and said: "Now that we have formed an alliance with the Zhou people, it is better to respect their etiquette first, otherwise I can't afford to spoil the big matter of my father Khan!" ”

"Seventh prince, Lakshen really doesn't understand, my Turks have millions of warriors and thousands of miles of land, it is not difficult to set foot in the Central Plains, why does the Great Khan want to form an alliance with the Zhou people? The people of the Central Plains have always been treacherous and cunning, and they are not the best targets for alliances. ”

"Lakshen, it's true that my Turkic Khanate has a million elite iron horsemen, but the Central Plains people are not as easy to deal with as you think!" Ashina Kuhezhen put down the wine bag in his hand, and looked at the southern sky that had fallen into darkness with a somewhat confused gaze, and under the flickering firelight, his face flickered and darkened, and the weather was uncertain.

After a while, Ashina Kuhezhen's somewhat deep voice sounded: "The Central Plains are thin and weak, not as strong and brave as my Turkic warriors, but they have a strong city. I have no opponent in the steppe with millions of Turkic iron horses, but do you have the confidence to break through the gates of the Central Plains? Even if we do win in the end, have you ever imagined how many people will die as a result? ”

"The Zhou people want to use our Turkic iron cavalry to attack the Qi people, why didn't we use them to help us conquer the city?"

Rakshen frowned, nodded as if he didn't understand, took a big bite of dried meat, chewed hard, stared at the burning bonfire, his snort was a little heavy, and his voice was a little indistinct: "Seventh Prince, the Zhou people said that Qi Guo was happy to come and attack us, is this news reliable?" ”

Ashina Kuhezhen shook his head slightly, his eyes narrowed into a slit, making it impossible to see what he really thought in his heart, and his voice was a little strangely calm: "Rakshen, if you knew that your wife was going to marry someone else, what would you do?" ”

"Needless to say, of course I snatched it back with the scimitar in my hand!" Rakshin said loudly without the slightest hesitation, and at the same time, there was an earth-shattering murderous aura emanating from his body, attracting alert glances from his companions around him.

"Then let me tell you, Princess Qianjin was originally a happy wife, did you say that he would come when he was happy?" Ashina Kuhezhen smiled lightly, but that smile revealed a chill that made Lakshen's heart a little chilly.

Ashina Ku Hezhen originally had a somewhat impatient temperament, arrogant and arrogant, but since he returned from the defeat of Qi State last year, his temperament has changed greatly, although he still often speaks disrespectfully, but his temperament is much more restrained than before, and his methods are much more clever and spicy than before.

Because of this, although he was defeated by the hands of Happy, he Bo Khan was quite appreciative of his transformation, which was also an important reason why he Bo Khan agreed to Ashina Kuhezhen to envoy to the Northern Zhou.

Although the Turks have been accustomed to being powerful on the steppe all these years, and have always looked at no one, because of the instructions of Ashina Kuhezhen, when the night was dark, they also ended their laughter and returned to their respective posts. On the other side, the soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty also closely guarded the princess's Luan driver, and did not dare to slack off.

Heaven and earth suddenly fell into silence, only the sound of the wind blowing the weeds, or the occasional insects chirping, birds chirping, horses neighing and snoring.

In the middle of the night, when most of the people had fallen asleep, a group of about 300 horsemen suddenly appeared two miles from the camp. When one of the white knights at the head waved his hand vigorously, the speed of the team that had been moving at a constant speed increased dramatically, and the horse's hooves splashed, like arrows from the string, towards the quiet camp in the distance.

At this time, the weeds on the grassland were flourishing, and the cavalry who attacked the horse was wrapped in cotton cloth, and the horses were idle and galloped all the way, until they ran a mile outside the camp, and the alert soldiers noticed the tremor of the ground, and then found the murderous uninvited guest.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack! Get ready for battle! ”

With the mournful shouting, the camp that was still quiet suddenly exploded, and the people shouted and neighed, so it was not lively. Fortunately, although the enemy came suddenly, everyone in the camp was not unprepared, and they were not caught off guard.

"Shoot the arrows!"

In just a few breaths, three hundred knights arrived outside the camp, and with the order of the white-clothed leader, hundreds of sharp arrows tore through the air and screamed towards the people in the camp.

"Jingle Bell!"

Everyone either dodged or brandished their blades to block the fierce rain of arrows, and in the chaotic noise, some people were still injured and screamed to the ground.

"Happy dog thief, are you finally here? If you have a kind of horse, let the horse come and fight me for 300 rounds! Looking at the white-clothed knight, Ashina Ku Hezhen's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and the old hatred came to his heart, and he shouted loudly and rode his horse towards happiness.

"Kill!"

Seeing that the leader was in the lead, all the Turkic warriors were also aroused by the courage in their blood, and they howled and rode towards the three hundred knights.

"The idea is piercing, the wind is tight!"

Seeing Ashnaku Hezhen leading the crowd out of the camp, the white-clothed knight shook his horse's head suddenly, led the three hundred knights behind him to turn around and ran into the distance, and the clear and rich laughter clearly entered Ashnaku Hezhen's ears.

"Ashina Ku Hezhen, I heard that you married the princess of the Zhou Kingdom, the steppe wolf king specially came here, if you can lend the princess to my wolf king's family Fang Ze, the wolf king will not care about your disrespect, otherwise you are afraid that you will not be able to go back to Dujin Mountain!"

"The dog thief is gone, and he will come to fight with me!"

Hearing this, Ashina Kuhezhen was suddenly furious, his face flushed, twisted and hideous, he roared angrily, and a kind of scimitar slapped the horse's buttocks fiercely, desperately chasing after the three hundred knights.

"Ashina Kuhezhen, if you want to fight, you can chase after you!" The white knight laughed mockingly, and suddenly shouted, "Shoot the arrow!" ”

"Whoosh!"

The terrible scream sounded again, but it was the three hundred knights who suddenly turned around and fired their arrows.

Ashina Kuhezhen hurriedly leaned over to dodge, feeling the fierce murderous aura that swept over his head, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and his mind, which had been annihilated by hatred and anger, finally regained a trace of clarity.

After riding his horse for dozens of meters, Ashina Kuhezhen decisively gave the order to stop the march.

"Seventh Prince, the enemy is only a few hundred people, why don't we catch up and tear them apart?" Lakshin looked at Ashina Kuhezhen in confusion, his face was angry, and the Turkic warriors around him were also furious, with awe-inspiring murderous intent.

"Lakshen, the enemy's horses are no worse than ours, and the range of their bows and arrows is also farther than ours, we can only die in vain if we catch up so unruly, and this is very likely to be the enemy's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, we must not be fooled, everything is important to protect the princess, if the princess is lost, the Zhou people may not give up with us!"

Ashina Kuhezhen gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "The purpose of these people is the princess, as long as the princess is here, they will come back sooner or later, as long as we don't change, see what they can do to me!" ”

"But, the Seventh Prince—"

Lakshen was still a little unwilling, but Ashina Kuhezhen interrupted him and said, "Go back and strengthen your vigilance!" ”

"Yes!"

By the time Ashnaku Hezhen returned to the camp, the casualty figures had already been counted, and more than 30 Turkic warriors had been killed and more than 100 wounded. Although the casualties were not large, this toss still made Ashina Kuhe really angry and painful, and scolded the eighteenth generation of Happy Ancestor.

By the time the camp was quiet again, half an hour had passed. After confirming that someone had attacked secretly, Ashina Kuhezhen did not dare to relax, and the guards around the princess suddenly doubled, and there were five hundred knights in the camp ready to meet the battle at any time.

Two hours later, just as everyone had fallen asleep, the rumbling of horses' hooves sounded again, but this time it was in a different direction.

"These thieves still dare to come, can't they be sent to death?" Lakshin had been holding his breath for a long time, when he heard the sound of horses' hooves, he suddenly turned over and jumped on the horse's back, and rushed towards the incoming offender.

"Brothers, go out with me and kill all these sons of bitch!"

"Kill them all!"

"Kill!"

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