The sound of the knife was loud, and the blood was shining in the sky.

Everywhere there were galloping fire horses, rockets flying like locusts, and the wooden houses and tents on the side of the street were instantly ignited and burned with the wind. Countless Turks were scraped down and trampled, and the rushing flames burned their hair and clothes, and they screamed and screamed. The crowd of people fleeing in all directions became the live targets of the rushing Dahua cavalry, and the boundless rain of arrows accompanied by the fire in the sky, Kizil instantly turned from heaven to purgatory.

In this sea of fire, the blood-soaked Dahua cavalry, holding high the blood-dripping scimitar, like a rushing torrent, frantically poured into the Turkic palace.

Inside and outside the palace, it was crowded with dense human heads, Turks, Chinese people, bloody knife tips, and countless war horses, densely intertwined. The closest distance between the two sides was a few feet, so close that you could smell each other's sweat. Blood-red eyes and crazy cheeks everywhere, the Turks, and even more so the Great Chinese!

"Lao Gao, you're finally here!!" Seeing Chief Gao's dark face, Hu Bugui burst into tears of excitement, hugged his arm with all his might, and laughed loudly.

"I'm ashamed, I killed outside so happily that I almost forgot about this side, forgive my sins." Chief Gao laughed, glanced at the captured Salmu and the Turkic princes, and nodded triumphantly. Countless Dahua soldiers rushed up, tied them up firmly, and took special care of the little khan.

Yujia held the golden knife in his hand, and his red lips were dripping with a little blood, and he couldn't wait to rush forward immediately. It's just that the cold blade of the Great Chinese was clinging to Salmu's neck, and when he moved, his head fell to the ground.

Li Wuling looked at the Turkic cavalry all over the ground like wolves, and excitedly wiped the blood stains splashed on his face: "So many Hu people? Brother Lin, this is enough for us to kill! , I've earned enough today! ”

"Yes," Lin Wanrong smiled loudly: "We have enough!" ”

He slowly turned around, looked at all the Dahua elites behind him, and suddenly raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers." Do you know where this is? I tell you, this blood-stained land - it is the palace of the Turks! It was the royal palace of the Turks!! ”

"Whew-" The sentence he deliberately repeated was like dynamite falling to the ground, and the crowd suddenly boiled. This moment of washing away the shame, the Chinese people have been waiting for a hundred years. Countless hot-blooded men burst into tears, and they cheered wildly. Wielding a blood-dripping knife. Fiercely rushed towards the Hu people on the opposite side.

Under this tremendous spiritual encouragement, the momentum of the Great Chinese was unstoppable, and even if they had an absolute numerical advantage, the formation of the Turks was still oppressed by them.

"Brush!" Yujia's scimitar was unsheathed, and his little hand waved coldly. The Turks from all sides instantly swarmed back again.

"Dang!" Countless knives and guns were added, and the two sides were tightly squeezed together, and the Dahua soldiers all turned red, their eyes flashed with fierce and excited light, and they would rather die than take a step back.

In the confrontation, although there was no fighting, the atmosphere was oppressive and almost suffocating, except for the whirring panting. Not a single person spoke. Yujia's eyes flashed, and the golden knife swung again. The Turks let out a low roar. The formation desperately squeezed up, suppressing the opponent's narrow space step by step.

"No one is allowed to retreat!" Lin Wanrong's eyes were cold. Swallowed hard and foamed. The broadsword slashed forward.

"Kill!" The Dahua soldiers roared angrily at the same time, their eyes red. The huge energy that erupted in an instant, with the snow-white broadsword, blocked the Turks and squeezed them back again.

There is no blood, but it is more thrilling than the battle on the battlefield, this is a contest of resilience and will between the two nations! There was an indescribable excitement and tragedy on the faces of every big Chinese, from Lin San to the soldiers, as if they would never lose.

The Great Khan of the Golden Knife raised his head slightly, looked at the mute, his eyes gradually became cold, the scimitar was held tightly, and a few thin green tendons faintly protruded from the back of his hand. The mute stared at her without letting go, and his face was gloomy as if the sky was black

In this terrible silence, it was as if there was a silently taut string in everyone's hearts, and no one knew when it would break, and what would happen if it did.

"Sister, leave me alone, kill them!" The little Turkic Khan, who was under the control of the Great Chinese people, suddenly gritted his teeth and let out a trembling and immature roar, and the crisp children's voice resounded in every corner of the palace in an instant.

Lao Gao slapped his palm on the head of the little Khan, and said angrily: "If you talk again, I will cut out your tongue!" ”

Slapping the Turkic Khan, this good thing that I never thought of, actually fell on my head?! Lao Gao stared at his palm in a daze, and suddenly laughed out loud for a long time. Of course, Hu Bugui understood what he meant, and said, "Let your kid take the lead!" ”

"Salmu-" Yujia let out a sad cry, his eyes wide open, his silver teeth clenched tightly, and the golden knife in his hand was almost crushed.

Lin Wanrong shook her head slightly and sighed: "Brother Gao, don't be too simple and rude, our Dahua is a state of etiquette." If it doesn't make sense to convince people with virtue, then you can do it. ”

"Yes, yes, I will definitely change it next time!" Lao Gao grinned and nodded.

"Don't want you mouse to cry cat, fake mercy!" Salmu shouted angrily, although his voice was stiff, but it was a standard Mandarin. Lin Wanrong looked at him in surprise, and then at Yujia. The Great Khan's expression was cold, and his eyes shot with deep hatred.

Lin Wanrong shook his head amusedly: "Salmu, the cat crying mouse is fake compassion, and the mouse crying cat is real compassion." When your sister taught you Da Chinese, you definitely didn't study it hard. ”

Little Khan stared at him with wide eyes: "I don't care if you are a mouse or a cat, in short, you bullied my sister, Salmu will definitely not let you go!" ”

"I'm not bullying—" He tried to argue, but just glanced at Yujia, but his voice dropped unconsciously. Saying this, the confidence doesn't seem to be so sufficient!

The Great Khan let out a long sigh, her pretty face glowed with a faint golden light, she raised her head, her eyes were sharp, and she looked deep into his face: "Da Huaren, let's talk about the conditions." As long as you release Sarmu and my people, Yuga assures you in the honor of the Great Khan of the Golden Sword of the Turkic Khanate that I will not pursue any of the attacks on the royal court. You, and your warriors, can leave the steppe safe and sound and return to your homeland! ”

The two words of glory are indeed well deserved, they are a lone army. After months and thousands of miles, he crossed the Helan Mountain, burned Bayanhot, attacked Dalanza, crossed the Sea of Death and the Tianshan Ice Cave, and captured the Hu royal court. The flames of war burned all over Kizil. It can be described as truly shocking and invincible. Even if they can't take Salmu with them, as long as they can go back alive, they are worthy heroes.

Lin Wanrong shook her head slightly, and said lightly: "Great Khan, open such conditions." Don't you think it's an insult to your intelligence?! ”

Yujia's expression was cold: "Your hands are stained with the blood of my people, you let Salmu go, I don't blame the past, isn't this lenient enough?!" ”

The dumb man looked at her, suddenly raised his head and smiled at the sky, the contempt on his face pierced into the crescent moon like a needle.

"What are you laughing at?!" The Great Khan of the Golden Knife roared angrily, eager to go up and strangle him by the neck. It was crisply drunk, and even the dust on the beams of the main hall. They all shook down.

Lin Wanrong raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "I laugh at you for pretending to be confused with your cleverness!" Speaking of blood on your hands. Great Khan. Go and ask your father Khan, and ask your people, what have they done to my people? I will kill ten times as many Turks. Can you compare to these butchers?! ”

"You are not allowed to question my father Khan!!" Crescent Moon clenched her teeth, her eyes widened, stared at him, and shouted angrily.

Lin Wanrong's old face darkened, and he said loudly: "He is your father Khan, not my father Khan!" I confronted a man with blood on his hands, what's not to do?! ”

Such a fierce quarrel has a rare and familiar feeling. When she was still that innocent and beautiful captive crescent moon, she had done it countless times. It's just that time has passed, although things are, people are no longer people! At this moment, can she still remember those not-so-distant past?! The dumb man had a straight face and smiled bitterly in his heart.

Lao Hu and Gao Chieftain looked at each other, their faces full of horror. These two are obviously strangers, but why did they pinch again? That board at a glance, even the tone, has not changed!

"You dare to insult my father Khan?!" Over there, Salmu had already jumped up, rushing over to find him desperately. Lao Gao stopped him with a smile, the little Khan was a big ghost, and he opened his mouth to bite the old master. Hu Bugui was quick to see and go up and choke Salmu's neck fiercely, letting his young body kick in the air.

"Stop!" Seeing that Salmu was being tortured, Yujia was furious, and with a wave of the golden knife, his eyes were faintly moist.

Hu Bugui smiled, scratched his head embarrassedly, and put down the little khan.

Golden Dao Khan gasped for a few breaths, a faint sadness appeared on her face, she glanced at Lin Wanrong silently, and suddenly walked slowly. Her steps were light, like feathers floating in the air, and there was an unreal illusion.

Only two feet away from him, Yujia stopped and looked at him expressionlessly: "Use me, exchange my brother!" You let him go, take me away!! ”

"Sister—" exclaimed the little Khan and cried.

Yuga's beautiful big eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Salmu, you are the son of Viga Khan, an eagle soaring in the steppe, you can only shed blood, not tears!" Didn't I teach you?! ”

Hu Bugui shook his head slightly, Yujia, this woman, not to mention her wisdom and wisdom, is even more affectionate, righteous and responsible. It's a pity, why is she a Hu person? It's good now, as if we're the heinous villains!

Lao Gao sighed, secretly lowered his voice and said, "Brother Lin, you are resourceful, let's find a way to ask Yue'er to warm your bed!" She's not a bad person, and we're not a bad person! It's a pity that such a woman missed!! ”

Lin Wanrong was speechless. The two armies are facing each other, blood is everywhere, the sea is like a deep hatred, and Yujia's identity is the Tianjiao of the grassland, even if I want to find her to warm the bed, risking my life and leaving it alone, can the Turks agree?!

"Why, don't you dare to answer?! Are you big Chinese so timid?! The Great Khan stared at him, a cold sneer rising from the corner of his mouth.

Fate is like a joke, where to start, to go around in a circle, and then back there. If Yujia really becomes his captive again, where will the wheel of fate point? "It's not that I don't dare to answer, but I'm afraid that I will disappoint you." He shook his head and smiled, and sighed slightly: "Great Khan, the world is turning, and now you are not the person I want!" ”

"You—" Yuga's cheeks flushed with anger. A faint layer of mist rose in his eyes, and immediately flashed violently, and the golden knife in his hand was clenched angrily, and it could be unsheathed at any time.

The dumb man didn't seem to see her gaze, and said lightly: "Am I not right?!" You are now the Khan of the Golden Knife. Radiant. But the future master of the grassland is not you. Why should I sacrifice the future for the sake of the present?! Is it just because you're pretty? With all due respect, all the maids in my house are a hundred times more beautiful than you, and they can be touched by me at will. Can you make it?! ”

"Indecent!" The Great Khan gritted his teeth. His chest trembled, his eyes were as cold as lightning, and he glared at him fiercely: "Then what do you want?!" Open your conditions! ”

The dumb man let out a long breath and shook his head: "Conditions? Of course, we can talk about it, but the time for the Great Khan to pick the ground today is not very good. ”

Hearing that he seemed to be willing to talk about the conditions, a look of expectation flashed in Yujia's eyes, and his tone softened slightly: "It's not good today?" And tomorrow?! ”

"Tomorrow isn't an auspicious day either!"

"And when are you going to choose?!"

Lin Wanrong nodded and said, "When we return to Helan Mountain, it should be about the same." When the time comes, you will be both of you. A long shed can be built between Wuyuan and Bayanhot. Across the border between the two countries, dozens of tables were set up. Everyone drank tea and ate some fruit. Sit down and talk slowly. To tell you the truth, Great Khan. I'm looking forward to that moment! ”

The Great Khan of the Golden Knife realized that he had been fooled, and immediately became furious, and his face turned red: "Dumb, you dare to tease me?!" "It's not a joke, it's the reality you're going to face!" The dumb man turned around without fear and smiled at Salmu: "Little Khan, welcome to our Dahua!" You can rest assured, as long as you report me the name of Lin San, absolutely no one will dare to bully you, I guarantee with my reputation! ”

"You dare?!" The corners of Yujia's eyes cracked, and he split several cases around him with a bang, his eyes were like fire, he gritted his teeth and stared at him, and his red lips were stained with blood. One by one, he said: "Lin San, do you think I really don't dare to kill you?!" ”

"Kill, kill, just look at it!" Lin San flicked his sleeves and patted Hu Bugui on the shoulder: "Brother Hu, tell the brothers, get ready, we're going home!" ”

Go home? These two words were distant and unfamiliar, Hu Bugui was stunned for a long time when he heard them, and in an instant tears filled his eyes, trembling and muttering: "General, you say, let's go home?!" ”

"yes, go home! Today, what a beautiful day! Looking at the new morning glow in the sky, fiery red like a baby's face, his nose choked slightly, he stepped with his feet raised, and walked out with his head held high. Yujia stared at his back, his eyes constantly changing.

Sister-" Salmu was carried in his hand by Hu Bugui, and followed Lin Wanrong directly, shouting childishly, extremely miserable. The more than 20 Turks who were captured were tied hand and foot, gagged with rags, and struggled to be pushed out. Two lines of tears dripping silently, Yujia gritted his teeth, brandished the golden knife, and shouted: "Warriors listen to orders. Don't let go of a big Chinese! ”

With a bang, the Turks marched up, and countless cold arrows glowing with a ghostly light were aimed at them in unison.

"Golden bows, ink arrows, where's it?!" The voice of the Great Khan of the Golden Knife was crisp and resolute, without a trace of emotion.

Two beautiful Turkic girls bowed down and held a golden bow, Yujia held it in her hand, and gently pulled the bowstring, and the hall suddenly buzzed, echoing endlessly. There were also two young girls, respectfully hanging their quivers for her, and dozens of heavy ink arrows were stuffed into them! This ink arrow is made of pure black gold, the whole body is jet black, extremely precious, harder than gold and stone, indestructible!

Yujia's eyes were cold, the crossbow arrow hung on the bow, the jade hand was lightly raised, and the faint black arrow was aimed at the back that shook slightly.

Lin Wanrong seemed to feel something, and her body stagnated slightly, but she didn't turn her head: "Great Khan, although I don't agree with some of your views. But, in my heart, you are the most respectable opponent! Even if you are not as beautiful as my maid, but your arrows shoot well, if I die at your hands today, it will not be wronged! ”

A faint mist rose from the beautiful eyes of the crescent moon, and the jade hand holding the bow trembled slightly: "Dumb, what you said, which sentence is true and which sentence is false, I can't tell clearly." Yujia, please ask, it's you, can you figure it all out?! ”

The dumb man waved his hand to her with his head behind his back, and laughed: "If you want to distinguish the truth from the false so clearly, it is not life." It's acting-Brother Gao, let's go! ”

"Let's go!" Chief Gao roared angrily, and the big knife in his hand slashed out, and in the loud sound of "dang", the Hu people who were blocking in front of him retreated several steps in unison. All the soldiers followed them. Slowly squirmed towards the palace gate.

The Hu people followed them step by step. squeezed the big Chinese group in the middle, but they didn't dare to act rashly. The little khan and many princes are in their hands, and the big khan has not issued an order, who dares to do it without permission?

Lao Gao has a fierce face and strides forward. Knife by knife, thunder, Hu people did not dare to plunder its edge, so they had to retreat step by step.

Seeing that he had reached the gate of the palace, as soon as he stepped on the steps, he heard a terrible and sharp howl passing through his ears, lifting a few thin strands of hair, and buzzing in the strong wind. It's like a knife, and it hurts to cut the root of the ear.

"Snort" crisply. The gold and stone struck, and the sparks flashed away. The black arrow slashed across his cheek in the blink of a second. The roots are submerged in the heavy stone walls of the palace wall. A buzzing echo hovers in my ears.

Hu Bugui opened his mouth wide in surprise, and he used a strong bow and a crossbow like this. Coupled with Yujia's amazing archery skills, who in the world can be it!

"What a bad head!" Lin Wanrong shook her head helplessly, wiped her hot cheeks with a smile, and strode out of the palace gate.

As soon as I stepped out, I felt a burning sensation in my face. The fires on all sides had not yet been extinguished, and the crackling sound was endless. On both sides of the long street, there was endless jubilation last night, but now it is a scorched earth and rubble, and half of the whole of Kizil has been drowned in the fire.

Countless Turkic cavalry, surrounded on both sides of the long street, surrounded them with murderous spirit, but not a single arrow was fired, apparently not yet commanded by Yujia.

The Great Chinese advanced towards the city gates, and the Turks retreated in an orderly manner, as if deliberately setting aside a path for them.

"What's going on, did Yujia just let us go?" Xu Zhen held the knife in both hands, looked around, and said vigilantly.

The Turks besieged but did not attack, and the whole Kizil was silent, but in this silence, there was a faint smell of blood. An invisible pressure seemed to be a heavy burden on his heart, not only Xu Zhen and Li Wuling, but even veterans like Hu Bugui and Gao Chief, who had been in battle for a long time, also had layers of sweat on their foreheads.

"Look, that's the crescent moon's sedan chair!" Li Wuling shouted.

In the protection of countless Turks, a golden tent slowly followed behind them. The slightly flickering veil was silent. I didn't see Yujiadi's figure, but I could feel her breathing calmly. The Great Turkic Khan was terribly silent, and no one knew what she was going to do.

The ruined city gate is close in front of you, the corpses of the Hu people are all over the place, and the fallen Dahua soldiers have already stopped breathing, the firelight, bloodstains, stumps and broken arms, the traces of last night's battle are vivid.

He walked alone at the front, looking at the young and fiery faces that had fallen in front of him, and many Dahua soldiers were still staring at death with their eyes wide open and not blinding.

This is not Dahua! Countless loyal souls will be buried in a foreign land, and they will never return to their homeland.

He was silent and silent, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Little thief, I'm sorry—" A small, warm, wet hand held him tightly, as if at the same frequency as his heartbeat, feeling his pain and sorrow. Fairy Ning stood quietly beside him, patting his wrist gently, with a thick love in his eyes, as if he was caring for a helpless child. The light veil covered her cheeks, and her peerless face could not be seen clearly, but it did not affect her beauty.

"Sister, what's wrong, why did you say I'm sorry?" The thief was startled and hurriedly raised his head, but saw a faint tiredness oozing from the fairy's eyes, and some beads of sweat on his forehead, shining with a dazzling luster in the rising morning light.

A person like Ning Fairy, who has been practicing hard all his life and has outstanding martial arts, how can he be tired of the cold and heat? This little bead of sweat has revealed something unusual.

Lin Wanrong was frightened, and lifted her veil, but saw Ning Yuxi's crystal jade cheeks pale and pale, this shock was not trivial, and the thief hugged her tightly in fright: "Sister Fairy, what's wrong with you?" Don't scare me if it's uncomfortable! ”

Ning Yuxi stroked his messy hair slightly, shook his head and sighed, "I know you feel uncomfortable. In the battle last night, I did my best, but these many lives are still irretrievable! As a martial artist, although he can kill the enemy with a sword, it is just that battle. But it's beyond the control of the individual! You don't have to blame! ”

Although Fairy Ning is strong in martial arts, no matter how powerful his martial arts are, he can't compete with the thunderous battle array. In the midst of thousands of troops, there is a limit to the power that an individual can exert after all.

Seeing the fairy's self-blaming eyes, Lin Wanrong felt pain from her heart. Hurriedly grabbed her hand: "Sister." How can you be blamed for this? Generals will inevitably die in battle, and that's how wars are. Tell me, what is wrong with you? ”

"Don't worry," Ning Yuxi said softly, "It took a little effort to rush to perform a spell on Yujia the day before yesterday and break through the city gate last night. Somewhat tired. Just rest for a day. ”

Although she said it lightly, Lin Wanrong instantly understood. Amnestics, breaking through the city gates, which thing is not shocking? How could it be done with a little effort, as the fairy said? It just so happened that the two things were together, coupled with the overnight battle, even if the fairy had strong martial arts, he couldn't bear it.

"Sister, now you are not allowed to move!" Lin Wanrong snorted and said with an old face. With a bang, he picked her up sideways. I put it on the horse. The fairy's face was red, and she exclaimed in a low voice: "What are you doing." Put me down. Let people see it! ”

"Whoever likes to look at it!" He gritted his teeth and snorted in annoyance, and rolled over his horse. kissed her on the cheek, took her hand, walked side by side, and said with a smile: "From now on, you close your eyes, I won't tell you not to wake up." ”

This domineering man, the fairy smiled dumbly, and saw countless eyes shooting straight at him. She was a little ashamed in her heart, hurriedly covered her veil, and said lightly: "Little thief, you are trying to harm my Taoism." ”

"Then sister, you can also come to ruin my Taoism, I don't mind!" The thief grinned.

"What kind of deeds do you have to do badly," the fairy glanced at him with disgust, and he didn't know what he remembered, and suddenly sighed lightly: "My Dao heart is not strong, I have broken many rules and precepts, and I also use means to treat Yujia, and I should be punished." ”

Lin Wanrong's heartstrings tightened suddenly, his eyelids fluttered, he hurriedly hugged the fairy, and said angrily: "Nonsense, everything is my evil, and if God wants to punish me, it is also my business, it's none of your business!" ”

"Punish you? Isn't that punishing me?! "The fairy said quietly.

On the golden sedan chair, the light veil flickered, and the beautiful golden knife Khan stared at the fairy's cheek, his eyes flashed sharply, and the ink arrow shook slightly.

Seeing that he had crossed the city gate, but the Hu people were still the same, without the slightest obstruction, when Lin Wanrong was feeling strange, Ning Yuxi raised his head: "Little thief, there is one thing I forgot to tell you, the road ahead, I'm afraid I can't do it!" ”

"Why?!" The thief exclaimed.

Fairy Ning sighed slightly: "You can go out and have a look." He hurriedly crossed the city gate with his horse struck, his eyes swept slightly, and he suddenly gasped.

Hu people, Hu people all over the mountains and wilderness!

There are more than 30,000 Turkic elite heavy cavalry, Kizil City Defensive Cavalry Guards, and countless fierce Turkic strong men. Coupled with the elite Hu people who followed Yujia, there were forty or fifty thousand Hu people waiting to surround them in Kizil. The swarthy horses' heads, like densely gathered ants, swayed slightly. The scimitar in the Hu people's hands shone brightly, and thousands of cold black arrows were aimed at them in unison.

Lin Wanrong suddenly understood that at this critical moment of life and death, the fairy appeared and stood beside him, that is, he wanted to live and die with me.

He was indescribably moved in his heart, and regardless of the many people watching, he leaned over and kissed the fairy on the face lightly through the veil.

"What do you do!" Ning Yuxi snorted lightly, his face greased.

No wonder Yuga is in no hurry, she was going to drive us out of the city, which is much stronger than the narrow palace. The Turks could take advantage of their cavalry to the fullest. 50,000 people charged together, and the momentum was earth-shattering, enough to crush the weak Dahua cavalry into a piece of pancake.

He jumped off his horse and grinned, "How many people?!" It's a pleasure to kill! With such a significant scale, if I die today, not only Dahua will remember me, but even Turkic history will give me a strong stroke. ”

Hu Bugui smiled and said, "I don't understand, does Yujia really want to gamble?!" She didn't even want the life of the little khan?! ”

"I don't know," Lin Wanrong shook her head slightly: "This girl is a hundred times stronger than I imagined." Her means can surprise us every time! Perhaps, this is our last battle. ”

The last battle?! The high chieftains gazed at the rising morning glow, and in the radiance, a thick layer of haze was covered.