Looking at Morrissey in the distance, Zhang Qing ordered the soldiers to stop the pursuit, and the ghost cavalry soldiers killed all the Seljuk soldiers who stayed in the convoy and could resist, leaving only the chauffeur and the ladies on the car and the gold and silver treasures they brought on the car, and the reason why Zhang Qing did not chase Morrissey is actually very simple, because of the huge wealth and a large number of noble families on this convoy, and, although he was blocked by Sabra Black by his side, a flying locust stone, but, Morrissey was still in the body of the two flying locust stones that he shot out, half of his life was gone, and the most painful thing for the enemy was not to kill him, but to take away his most precious thing and leave him with a body of pain, which Zhang Qing did. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"You seem to have a very high status." Zhang Qing pointed to a luxurious old lady sitting in a luxury car.

"Hmph." 's very personalized way of answering made Zhang Qingzhi a little crying and laughing.

"Old man, can you tell me who you are?" Zhang Qing sat on the horse and looked at the old lady and said, his voice through the mask was a little muffled. And the old lady didn't have the slightest intention of wanting to pick up Zhang Qing's words.

"You're such a stubborn old lady." Zhang Qing shook his head and said to the old lady, then turned his head to the ghost cavalry soldier beside him and said, "Go and pull out the boy in her arms and cut it in front of her." Zhang Qing's words were very natural, as easy as letting his soldiers kill a chicken or a duck, and the ghost cavalry soldiers who received the order did not hesitate to step forward, regardless of the old lady's strong resistance, pulled the boy out of the carriage, and slit his throat in front of everyone.

Blood slowly flowed out of the boy's corpse, and the dazzling red deeply stung the souls of everyone in the carriage, and Zhang Qing, who took off his mask and revealed his delicate face, smiled again and said to the old lady with a pleasant face: "Old lady, can you tell me your identity now?" ”

"Great Allah, why don't you lower that thunderous anger to punish these devils from the east, Allah~" The old lady still did not answer Zhang Qing's words, but pleaded with their Allah, which directly made Zhang Qing a little impatient.

"Kill one more." Zhang Qing ordered.

"No, I'm telling you, don't kill these kids anymore." The old lady couldn't believe that the enemy general with a beautiful face in front of her was so cruel and murderous, and did not care about the life and death of a child in her own eyes, so she finally spoke up before the ghost cavalry stepped forward to pull the other boy.

"Well, since you're willing to say it, tell me, what is your identity?" Zhang Qing said to the old lady again.

"I am the Empress Dowager of the Great Seljuk Turkic Empire, and the people in this car are our Sultan's Majesty Princess, princess and prince."

"Empress Dowager Guerhan? Very good. Come on, take them away, let's go to Mulu City, I think, Your Majesty will like this gift very much. ”

When Zhang Qing captured the Empress Dowager of the Seljuk Kingdom, at the other end of the battlefield, the siege was prominent, and Wu Muriqi, who fled all the way to the west, was finally completely blocked by the Song army under the city of Bukhara, and captured it, and passed the news to Zhao Xu through the military post, after that, Wu Muriqi was escorted by Huyanzhuo and marched to Mulu City, while Qin Kaifeng led the 60,000 troops of his Fourth Route Army to cross the Amu Darya River and march towards the Ghaznavid Kingdom.

"Hahaha, great, no Muric was finally caught, and, just now Zhang Qing came to the news that the Queen Mother of the Seljuk Kingdom, Gu Erhan, was also captured by Zhang Qing on the spot, and seriously injured Morrissy, Zhang Qing has made many contributions since he entered the office, and after returning to China this time, I must reward him heavily hahaha." Holding the military information reported by Zhang Qing and Hu Yanzhuo in his hand, he said to the generals around him.

Since Wu Muriqi was captured near Bukhara City, Hu Yanzhuo soon escorted Wu Murich to Zhao Xu's palace, Mulu City. And the noble families of the Seljuk Kingdom escorted by Zhang Qing also rushed to Mulu City at a very fast speed, as for the carriage bumping and slowing down, Zhang Qing would not slow down his march in order to take care of the enemy's wife and children.

On the throne that originally belonged to Morrissey, sitting at this moment was Zhao Xu, the emperor from the Eastern Empire, who was drinking milk tea unique to the Seljuk Kingdom with his ministers, while looking at the Empress Dowager Guerhan and Wu Muric standing in front of him.

"I heard that you Orientals are a bunch of farmers who don't believe in Allah Allah and can only grow vegetables and herd horses, and I'm afraid you, the emperor, are no better." Wu Muric looked at Zhao Xu sitting on the throne, felt extremely unhappy, and said to Zhao Xu in an extremely sarcastic tone.

"You're bold!!" Regarding the attitude of Mu Liqi, all the generals and soldiers of the Song Empire present were extremely angry, and some even drew their swords from their waists.

However, Zhao Xu waved his hand and asked everyone to put away their weapons, and then said to Wu Muric with a smile: "Yes, I have planted vegetables in the vegetable garden, and I have also let go of horses in the pasture, so I know very well how to deal with those vegetables with insect infestations, and I know how to clean up those horses who love to stumble." After speaking, Zhao Xu smiled and said to all his generals: "Which of you will come and see for me whether this kid's legs will be bent." ”

After Zhao Xu finished speaking, a major general of the First Army slowly walked to Wu Muric's side and looked around him, and when he walked behind Wu Murich, he suddenly kicked him hard in the crook of his leg, and Wu Murich, who was attacked, was kicked to his knees on the spot.

"Your Majesty, it seems that this kid's legs will still be bent hahaha." The sound of laughter sounded so harsh to the ears of Muriqi and Guerhan.

"Stand him up and make him kneel straight." The veteran Wanli saw that he was kicked to the ground and sat on the ground, and immediately scolded the imperial guard who was guarding the side.

And the Empress Dowager Gu Erhan, who stood aside and watched her nephew being insulted, could only silently hold back tears, because she was really powerless to save her nephew, and at the same time, she was deeply remorseful, because of her greed back then, which buried the fate of her entire country.

"No Muric, are you guilty?" Zhao Xu said to Mu Liqi.

"I don't want to listen to your voice like a dog barking, you lowly Oriental mongrel, you have the ability to kill me with a knife, you see if the brave and fearless Seljuk Turkic hero will blink his eyes and frown when he faces your ruthless butcher's knife, you will kill me." Muric struggled and yelled loudly.

Zhao Xu picked up a glass of Seljuk royal tribute wine taken from the palace cellar, walked up to Morrissey and said to him: "You want to provoke me, so that you can die a happy death?" Hehehe, you are wrong without Muric, I am not angry, I want to see you ugly before you die, don't you like money, and I am not afraid to tell you, I will turn the silver into water and pour it into your eyes. Take him out. ”

"No!! You can't do this, Zhao Xu, if you have a kind, you will kill me with one sword!! Without Muriqi's loud shouts, he was dragged out like a dead dog by two royal guards.

"Empress Dowager Gu'erhan, are you interested in going to me to see the execution of your nephew? Let's go, I invite you to drink tea and see the scenery. Zhao Xu said to Gu Erhan with a smile, and took the lead out of the palace, and the Empress Dowager Gu Erhan also walked out of the palace very cooperatively under the persuasion of the neck steel knife.

In the center of the spacious square outside the palace, there is a temporary high platform, and Zhao Yan, the seventh prince of the Song Empire, personally used a rope to pull Wu Murich's head hard, and the boss of the caravan who was killed by Wu Murich was gently shaking the steaming silver water on the fire not far from Wu Murich's side, as if to tell Wu Murich: Don't worry, there will only be silver in your world for a while.

And seeing Zhan Feng's eyes with a bloodthirsty light in his playfulness, Mu Liqi was directly empty, and the kind of crazy struggle before death that was shown immediately afterwards made the strong Zhao Yan a little unable to hold back.

"No-no-you can't do this to me, you can't do this to me, I'm a nobleman of the Great Seljuk Turkic Empire, you can't do this to me!!" As he spoke, Muric closed his eyes fiercely.

"Wu Muric, when you killed our caravan and coveted our gold and silver, your eyes were open, why are you cowardly now, hurry up and open your eyes." Zhan Feng, holding the silver water, said to Mu Liqi.

But no matter what Zhanfeng said about him and insulted him, our Muric-free gods just didn't open their eyes, and at this time, it was the old man who was old and refined suddenly shouted: "Morrissy? Look, Morrissey and Oriondin have also been captured by our soldiers. ”

In the instinctive curiosity of people, Mu Li Qi naturally opened his eyes and looked at the door, and the moment Mu Li opened his eyes, the silver water in Zhan Feng's hand poured down on Mu Liqi's eyes.

"Ahh

The hot silver water pierced through Muric's eyes and brain, and a scorching smell rose with a puff of white smoke on his face.

"He's done." Zhao Yan threw away the rope in his hand and said to his father.

Zhao Xu glanced at Gu Erhan, who had just been woken up by cold water, and said to his son, "Drag his body out to feed the dogs." After speaking, Zhao Xu shook his hem and headed towards the palace.

"Dogs don't eat the corpses of such people." Zhao Qi said after his father.

A breeze blew, and Muric's body knelt alone on the makeshift execution table, except for his aunt, the Queen Mother of the Seljuk Kingdom, who constantly shed tears of sadness and regret for him, there was no crying and tears, there is an old saying, when people plant a seed, then he harvests food, when people plant respect, then he reaps friends, however, when people plant the seeds of hatred, then he reaps only tragedy. The tragedy of Muriqi is over, although he was very painful when he died, but at least his suffering has come to an end, and the tragedy of the Empress Dowager Gulhan, the tragedy of the Morrissi Sultan, and even the tragedy of the entire Seljuk Turkic State are far from over. (To be continued.) )