It's night, and it's the end of the unitary hour.

Shifan took Cheng Ye, Ah Xiao and Jiang Yuyi's father and daughter to the tent of the king of Tiele, because they were participating in the ceremony, and several of them wore plain clothes.

Because Jiang Yuyi was quite well-connected in the Tuxi Law and magnates circle, he was afraid of being recognized at this time, so he dressed as a guard and pretended to be a Shifan entourage, and built most of the most eye-catching beards, as if he had changed as a person.

Unexpectedly, the choice of the sacrifice was in an open place, in the fierce cold wind of Cisse, the neatly lined guards stood silently, and in front of the coffin, only the plain-clothed King Tiele and his son stood alone to greet them.

Cheng Ye saw this familiar scene, and his heart suddenly felt sour.

Sensing that Ah Xiao's breathing behind him was gradually getting heavier, he turned his head to look, his eyes were full of tears, and he was still stubbornly opening his eyes, and there were green tendons bulging on his forehead, thinking that he was desperately trying to endure the whimpering that was about to rush out.

Cheng Ye grabbed his wrist and held it in his palm, and found that his body was also trembling, and he was even more suspicious in his heart, what happened in King Tiele's tent last night, which made Ah Xiao still angry.

Walking forward again, I saw the Quyi people lying on the wood bed behind the dense phalanx of guards.

The guards gathered in the front row all held pine oil torches in their hands, so the light of the fire illuminated the person who dismantled the bed very clearly.

Cheng Ye clearly heard the exclamations or suppressed whimperes of everyone around him, and at that moment, it was not so much a person lying on the firewood bed, but a pile of flesh and blood.

Her body was covered in broken arrows.

When Cheng Ye was a child, he heard his brother say that if a battle-hardened person is shot by the enemy, he must first break the feather arrow to prevent the wound from being attacked by the enemy, so that it will not affect the continuation of killing the enemy.

"Why don't you pull out the arrows?"

At that time, Xiao Chengye asked innocently.

"Don't say that you don't have time to pull out the arrow, just say that even if you have the opportunity to pull it out, when the group of enemies is around, with the continuous killing of the enemy, the wound will continue to bleed, even if the arrow wound is in a place that does not matter, too much blood loss will kill you!"

Cheng Xuan wrinkled his nose and squeezed Cheng Ye's cheeks to the middle, "It's better to let the broken arrow stay in the body and plug the wound like this first." ”

An unbroken blue-feathered arrow sank deep into her heart, and her body struggled out of a hideous arc in pain under the final blow. The face of the former Qingli was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the lifeless face was as white and fragile as a snowflake about to melt, as if it was about to disappear in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Ye's legs suddenly staggered, and his chest throbbed violently.

Big brother, is it the same in the end?

Did the heroic and clear, glowing brother who sat on horseback, die like this at the last moment of his life?

His brother and Ah Xiao's father were hit by twenty-seven arrows, each arrow pierced the same blood and flesh, and how painful would it be to be pierced into the body by the arrows of his comrades?

"Ye'er, stand still!"

Lin Shifan's eyes were shocked, and he stretched out his hand to stop Cheng Ye.

Only then did he realize that Ah Xiao was clutching his arm tightly, and he could feel Ah Xiao's palms trembling violently, and finally understood why Ah Xiao had been full of murderous intent since he returned from the Tiele King's tent.

Jiang Yuyi struggled a few times, saw Shifan nodded to him, and then rushed to the pyre and knelt down.

He couldn't make a sound, only opened his mouth wide and whimpered silently, causing all who saw it to go from a sore throat to their hearts.

Cheng Ye grabbed the placket on his chest, desperately trying to contain his increasingly difficult breathing, trying to get air from his mouth into his chest.

Shi Fan met the puzzled gaze cast by King Tieler, nodded slightly, and said:

"Miss Qu is a relative of my guard."

The sadness in King Tiele's eyes sank a little, and he pulled the prince beside him to the front of Yuyi and bowed deeply.

The prince of Tiele choked up again and knelt down to Jiang Yuyi and bowed:

"Miss Qu has great courage and righteousness, sir, please accept the worship of the juniors."

With the support of his daughter, Yuyi stood up and saluted King Tiele and his son in return.

At this time, the silent guards of the king's tent prayed in unison with a command, and slowly lit the wood bed with the torches in their hands.

King Tiele and his son stood beside the coffin and put Qu Yi's clothes and accessories into the coffin one by one - her body was so badly damaged that she could only be cremated, and only ashes and clothes could be left in the coffin.

When King Tiele trembled and put the last bead crown into the coffin, Cheng Ye clearly saw tears flowing down the lines of the corners of his eyes through the old and dry jaw and dripping into the coffin.

When the guards outside the tent had already reported to Hai, several people in the tent were still motionless like wooden clay sculptures.

"Heh......" Lin Shifan exhaled a deep breath, and the depression in his chest was slightly soothed.

"Yuyi, who are you that girl Qu?"

"It's my sister."

As if anticipating everyone's reaction, Jiang Yuyi grinned with difficulty, but his eyes turned red again.

"It's really my sister-in-law, I only think she is my own sister in this life."

"Lord Lin should know, I was originally a member of the Erguduo Division, and in the past, the Erguduo was an inferior person who was enslaved by Tulun, and his status was so lowly that he was not even as good as livestock."

Yuyi wiped another handful of tears, and continued in a hoarse voice:

"At that time, in order to deter the Erguduo people, the Turkish nobles also came up with a way to do 'human sacrifice', whenever there was a war or hunting, they would take the Erguduo people first to do a 'human sacrifice'."

"What is 'human sacrifice'?"

Xiao Yuyi stroked his father's vest, but couldn't help but ask.

"Chose a slave from the Bone Tribe, chiseled the top of his head with an iron cone, and injected red mercury to separate his flesh and skin. Peeling off human skins, painting totems, and using them for prayer and sacrifice is 'human sacrifice'. ”

Everyone in the seat gasped, and Xiao Yuyi was even more shocked that tears rolled in his eyes.

Tulun was originally a nomadic tribe in the snowy region of the far north, and it was not until a few decades ago that a military genius from the tribe emerged, Ebony Yunbang, and led the cavalry of the tribe to unify the ten tribes of Shuobei in one go.

But after all, it has lived in the wilderness of the far north for a long time, and the national civilization is late, because the nobles still enjoy keeping slaves, and the number of slaves they raise has become a symbol of their status.

Until the past ten years, one was influenced by the Dachen Han culture, and the other was that there were many capable people among the slaves to help the master make meritorious contributions, so there were fewer killings of slaves.

Based on Jiang Yuyi's age, his youth was the time when the practice of killing slaves was at its peak.

"One year, the Tuluns we served captured a group of Dachen refugees, and because many of the captives delayed their journey home, some of them fell after the heavy snowfall. She and her grandmother were left in a snow nest, and my mother, seeing that they were pitiful, secretly hid them in her own tent, and saved their grandparents. They thanked this kindness and said that they would be cows and horses to serve my mother. ”

"Later, one year of hunting, Naturun chose my mother as a 'human sacrifice', and when she finally came to arrest someone, her grandmother went in my place. Later, my mother also died, and Wei Shuai led the Huaiyuan army to rescue us from the Tulun people...... Later, when I arrived at Tuxilu, she also came over, and went to the Tiele King's tent to be a singer and be my dark line. She never remembered her name, only her surname Qu ......"

"Why fight to protect the family of King Tiele? If you are in danger, you should find your father to save it. ”

Xiao Yuyi kept wiping his tears, with a thick cry in his words.

"She is a grateful person, and I think she came to repay King Tiele for his kindness to her."

Ah Xiao remembered that when she left with Xiao Shizi last night, Qu Yiren's face was full of sadness and ominousness, and she was about to die at that time.

"She may really admire the old man of King Tiele in her heart."

Xiao Yuyi's eyes were soft, as if he was looking into the distance.

Cheng Ye's heart moved, remembering the tears that King Tiele fell into the coffin.

Even if she is a meticulous worker, King Tiele entrusts her family with her, and regards her as a comrade-in-arms, so she will "die for her confidant".

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Today's author said that it is a bit long, so put it at the end of the article.

When I read history, I was always moved by similar scenes, and then I had the idea to write a story that moved me.

The scene where Wei Chengxuan and Lou Aduan were killed by arrows was written with reference to the death of the Ming general Lu Xiangsheng. The most moving thing about reading the history of the Ming Dynasty is that Lu Xiangsheng led thousands of remnants of the army to fight the Qing army and died, with 4 arrows and 3 blades in his body, and his personal soldier Yang Lukai lay on Lu Xiangsheng's body to protect his body, and died with 24 arrows in his body. A similar tearful scene also occurred in the Southern Song Dynasty, where Yang Zaixing was killed by countless arrows in the resistance of the Jin soldiers at Xiaoshang Bridge, and the arrows were as many as two liters after the corpse was burned.

At the beginning of writing these stories, I hoped that everyone in the stories was not just a face or a symbol, they were flesh and blood, and there were strengths and weaknesses in human nature, and these qualities were destined to have a predetermined and irreversible trajectory in life. For example, Yang Lukai, a pro-soldier who sacrificed his body to cover the body of the main general, and Lou Aduan, a pro-soldier, are also flesh and blood with their parents and relatives alive, and at the moment of standing up, I want to know what he is thinking, they may be insignificant little people, but in the eyes of relatives and descendants, they are not.

I want to write about this girl named Qu Yiren, too, I hope that her strong and heroic side can add points to her soft and graceful appearance, and can make a weak woman protect it with her flesh and blood......

Although it is the first book, it is inevitable that there will be immature and jerky treatment, but I still hope to make a three-dimensional portrayal of each character, their mood and fate is gradually sliding to a certain story point, rather than a cold and hard face in the conflict, I will continue to work hard to make all the characters come alive, and slowly slide to the end of the story along the trajectory of fate.

The scene of human sacrifice comes from the "human skin thangka" of a certain ethnic minority. The rendering in the text is purely for the needs of the storyline, please skip it when reading the uncomfortable book, please pat it......