Chapter 1288: Li Shimin's Death

Khitan, one hundred and twenty miles south of Yuling, a vast field, a horse team that is not too long, is lined up in a double column, slowly moving forward on the endless grassland, the horse team is back and forth, galloping back and forth, a mile away from the whole brigade, and with the sentry scouts galloping back and forth, they keep making various gestures, telling the people of the home team that the surroundings are quite safe.

At the front of the team, Feng Lun held the envoy staff representing the majesty of the Great Sui in one hand, riding on a pure brown horse, full of pride, since leaving the foul-smelling Beji tribe everywhere, even the air has become so fresh, so that he forgot the pain of the long journey on this road, and the wariness he reported when he entered the Khitan region at the beginning has also been safe and sound in the past few days, especially when he bypassed the Yuling tribe yesterday, he did not encounter any attacks, which made him completely relieved, he was in a very good mood, and even sometimes sang loudly on the horse, and sometimes he was full of poetry and poetry.

On the side of Feng Lun, is riding a purebred white horse, full of gold helmets and gold armor, carrying a thunder bow on his back, today's Li Shimin, but wearing a pair of gold masks, since entering the Khitan, he has always been dressed like this, and that face has never been taken off, if it weren't for the cold eyes, and the thunder bow on his back, even Feng Lun would have doubted his identity.

"Elechuan, under the Yin Mountain, the sky is like a dome, covering the four fields, the sky is firm, the wilderness is vast, and the wind blows the grass and shows the cattle and sheep." After singing a song, Feng Lun suddenly felt that the pride in his chest was indulgent, as if at this moment, the soul of Gao Huan, the Emperor of Shenwu of Northern Qi, possessed his body.

Li Shimin's brows furrowed. He said in a deep voice: "Ambassador Feng." We haven't returned to Dasui yet. It's not safe here, so you'd better be careful. ”

Feng Lun smiled and waved his hand: "Captain Li, you are too cautious, we have already passed the Yuling Department, and in less than two hundred miles, we can enter the Great Sui in the southeast direction, and now we are already in Pingchuan." The terrain here is open, and it is not a place for ambushes, besides, even if some thieves come to attack, so many of our scouts are enough to find out, how can we give them a chance? ”

The corners of Li Shimin's mouth hooked, as if he wanted to say something, but he finally held back and shook his head. Silent.

Feng Lun looked at Li Shimin and smiled slightly: "Captain Li." I see that since you entered the Khitan realm, this mask has not been taken off, I guess it is also stuffy, come on, come on, this is a safe place, take it off first, breathe, you see this day, this cloud, how good the air is. ”

Li Shimin's eyes blinked and shook his head: "No, Ambassador Feng, before returning to the Great Sui, this is a battlefield and a dangerous place, our Li family's ancestral training, as long as people are on the battlefield, they must be fully armed, and this mask and armor cannot be taken off." ”

Feng Lun smiled and shook his head: "It's really worthy of being a general, virtuous nephew, thanks to your care this time, after I go back, I will definitely announce your merits to the Supreme." ”

Li Shimin said lightly: "What is the matter, why do you need additional rewards, Ambassador Feng, I still think it is better for you to change your clothes, so it is too conspicuous to walk in front with the envoy staff." ”

Feng Lun smiled and waved his hand: "Virtuous nephew, there is no need to persuade me to do this, I am the envoy of the Great Sui, what I want is to hold my head high and raise my **** national prestige. ”

Li Shimin sighed, and was about to speak again, but Feng Lun waved his hand and said: "Okay, Captain Li, this time our guards, more than half of them are Beji warriors, with them, I think it will be fine, although the Chai guards and they all stayed in Beji, but with you and dozens of guards with them, plus the brave and good Beji people, the envoy thinks that nothing will happen." ”

Li Shimin knew that he couldn't convince Feng Lun, so he could only nod, and suddenly, a loud whistle sounded on the grassland, in all directions, almost a dozen places at the same time, Li Shimin's pupils contracted suddenly, and shouted: "It's not good, there is an ambush!" ”

It was too late, it was fast, and the grass in front of him suddenly seemed to explode, and suddenly more than a dozen people dressed in grass green burst out from the ground, each holding a three-shot repeating crossbow, and all of them were aimed at Li Shimin, who was only ten steps away.

Li Shimin's mouth didn't have time to close, the sound of the machine spring was endless, Li Shimin didn't even have time to react, his chest was hit by more than 30 crossbow arrows, the penetration of the three-stone infantry crossbow, in this range of only more than ten steps, even two layers of bright light iron armor could not resist, blood kept flowing out from the back of the golden face, Li Shimin's hand just touched the thunder bow, before he could fight back, he fell under the horse, fiercely, unwillingly kicked his legs twice, and there was no movement.

It wasn't until the sound of "plopping" that Feng Lun finally reacted, the scene of more than 30 crossbow arrows flying in front of his face was the most terrifying memory of his life, for the first time in his life, he felt that he was so close to death, and even the envoy representing honor and glory, with a rope strung with a tail on it, was also shot alive by two crossbow arrows, and the fluffy balls fell one after another, flying in the wind of this grassland.

Feng Lun finally roared loudly: "Oh no, there is an ambush, there is an ambush!" ”

The more than ten killers on the ground, all the crossbow arrows all hit Li Shimin, and no one still had a crossbow arrow in their hands at this time, they threw away the bow and crossbow in their hands, drew out the swords on their backs, and shouted in unison, and rushed towards Feng Lun, who had fallen in front of a person.

Feng Lun shouted, at this time he finally remembered to turn the horse's head and run for his life, but at this life-and-death juncture, he even began to disobey the call of his hands and feet, and pulled hard twice, the horse just kept shaking his head in place, but he refused to turn around, seeing that the three bright swords were about to be cut and stabbed into his left thigh.

The sound of the feather arrow breaking through the air sounded, Feng Lun only felt that the air around him was twisting violently, as if he had been slashed by something, and the three green-clothed killers who were less than five feet away from him let out a miserable scream in unison, threw the knife and arrow in their hands, and tightly grasped the extra arrow shaft on his chest that had not reached Yu Ling's place, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, looking at Feng Lun's eyes, he was all unwilling, "plop", "plop", "plop" and "plop" three times, and fell to the ground one after another, vomiting blood and dying! (To be continued.) )