He Qi's heart sank straight down.

Through the heavy figures of the scuffle, He Qi couldn't see what He Li's situation was at this time. The chaos at the flag is clearly visible.

The main general was seriously injured and fell from his horse, which had a great impact on the morale of the army. In a short time, the border army was already in decline. Under the advantages of the other, the morale of the Tatar elite soldiers was greatly shaken, and under the continuous war drums, the offensive became more and more fierce.

Moreover, at this time, more than a thousand Tatar cavalry were killed, and they came in the direction of Yuan Silan accurately.

Obviously, they want to rescue Yuan Silan.

He Qi stayed by Yuan Silan's side all the time and did not make a move. At such a critical juncture, he couldn't take much care of it, so he took out the long knife at his waist and led his own soldiers to meet it.

This battle was extremely tragic.

The Tatar soldiers fell one after another, and the long knife in He Qi's hand was bloody, and as long as the knife was drawn, it would never be empty. It can be called the birth of a killing god.

The soldiers were aroused by He Qi's bravery, and fought desperately, fighting for their lives.

There were too many Tatar soldiers who came to the siege. The pro-soldiers also fell one by one, seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the chariot, only dozens of steps away.

Yuan Silan's eyes flashed eagerly.

He endured humiliation and finally waited for this day.

He Li's life and death were unknown, and the border army was defeated one after another. He will soon be saved. Although after returning to Tatar, there will be countless accusations and interrogations, but as long as he can live, he will have a day to turn around.

At that moment, a long knife came to his neck.

A sharp blade, clinging to his neck. The strong smell of blood wafted into his nose. Awe-inspiring and murderous, rushing head-on.

Yuan Silan was shocked and looked over.

He Qi, who was covered in blood and murderous aura, held a long knife in his hand, and said coldly: "Get off the chariot with me!" ”

A mockery flashed in Yuan Silan's eyes: "He Qi, you'd better let me go immediately, and then gather the remnants of the defeated army, maybe you can fight a way out." Otherwise, your uncles and nephews will all die here today. ”

He Qi squinted slightly, and suddenly a strange light flashed: "Whether I will die here or not, I don't know yet." However, you will not survive today. ”

Yuan Silan's eyes finally flashed with horror.

But it was too late to say another word.

In a flash of cold light, the long knife slashed down, and the neck was cold, and blood gushed out. In an exclamation, Yuan Silan's head fell to the ground.

At the last moment of death, what was Yuan Silan thinking?

No one knows, and no one will ever know.

At that moment, what was He Qi thinking?

Again, no one knows.

He was the commander of the imperial guard of the Son of Heaven, and was ordered by the Son of Heaven to accompany him to protect Yuan Silan. But in the end, Yuan Silan died in his hands. In broad daylight, everyone is in full view, and there is no way to hide or hide it.

Isn't He Qi afraid of being impeached by the Imperial Historian?

Aren't you afraid that the Son of Heaven will be angry and severely punished?

Aren't you afraid that your career will be ruined?

At this time, He Dalang didn't know what was happening on the battlefield, he led the troops to kill a way, and quickly returned to the barracks to deliver the letter.

When Pingguo heard the news, he was anxious and angry, and immediately ordered all the soldiers of the Chinese army who could be dispatched, and quickly rode to reinforce them. When we arrived at the battlefield, it was already the middle of the night.

After dark, the Tatars withdrew their troops.

He ordered all the soldiers to repair in place and wait for reinforcements. He Lian was seriously injured, but fortunately, Cheng Jinghong, the medical officer who accompanied him, brought the best healing medicine, pulled out arrows for He Lian, and hurriedly stopped the bleeding and bandaged it. He Yan was unconscious, and his whole body was hot.

He Qi also suffered a lot of injuries, seven or eight injuries all over his body, the most serious one was in the back. However, He Lien had already fallen, so he had to hold himself up, gather the remnants of the army, clean up the battlefield, and wait for reinforcements.

When the reinforcements of the Pingguo Duke arrived, they saw corpses all over the field and wounded soldiers all over the ground. When he saw the seriously injured He Li, and He Qi, who was covered in blood, he was immediately furious.

The first thing He Dalang saw was the corpse of Yuan Silan's head and body separated, and he was immediately frightened and shocked, and stepped forward with an arrow and grabbed He Qi's shoulder: "Third brother, why did the Tatar prince die?" ”

He Qi's murderous aura did not fade, and he spit out a few words: "I killed it." ”

He Dalang gasped and was speechless for a long time.

Ping Guogong frowned, asked in a deep voice the direction of the Tatar departure, and then left He Dalang behind, and quickly led the troops in pursuit.

……

After that, He Dalang did not write in his letter.

The letter was written in the middle of the night. Pingguo Gong later led his troops in pursuit, but it is not known whether he caught up with the Tatar cavalry or what the follow-up was. It will be at least a few days before there is news.

Cheng Jinrong finished reading the letter, his heart was heavy, and his brows were tightly locked.

Mrs. Tai also seemed to be a few years old, and sighed gloomily: "The soldiers of the He family returned to Beijing day and night to deliver the letter, and in two days, the battle report should also be sent to the capital." ”

"Ah Yan lost the battle, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Saburo was also injured. I don't know what the war is going on. Also, Saburo killed the Tatar prince in public......"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Tai smiled bitterly: "San Lang has been an impulsive and irritable temper since he was a child. In the past two years, he has acted a lot more calmly, I really didn't expect that this time he was impulsive and got into trouble again! ”

"The Tatar prince really deserves to die. But you can't do it openly! He shouldn't have done it! ”

"I don't know how the emperor will punish him after he knows about this!"

If the son of one day is angry and takes the position of the son of He Qi, it will be bad!

Also, when He Qi killed Yuan Silan, he formed a mortal enmity with Princess Shouning, and he also had a grudge with the second prince!

The more Mrs. Tai thought about it, the more anxious she became.

Cheng Jinrong exhaled deeply, held Mrs. Tai's cold hand, and said in a low voice: "Grandmother, don't be impatient. Yuan Silan killed them all, and now his chagrin is useless. Let's think about what to do next! ”

Mrs. Tai settled down and sighed self-deprecatingly: "I have lived most of my life, and I can be regarded as full of storms. The older a person gets, the less timid he becomes, and when he suddenly encounters such a thing, he is panicked, and he is not as calm as you. ”

Actually, she wasn't so calm.

It's just that there are so many things happening at the moment, and the old and young, the sick and the pregnant in the Pingguo Mansion all depend on Mrs. Tai alone. Mrs. Tai must not panic!

Cheng Jinrong maintained a calm face and comforted Mrs. Tai: "My father is known as the magic doctor of the border army, and the second uncle has one breath left, and my father can also snatch his life back from the hands of the king of Hades." ”

"He Qi's injuries are not serious, and his life is worry-free. Grandmother can rest assured, too. ”

"As long as people are okay, they can get through any kind of predicament."

Oh, yes!

Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. As long as He Lihe prays for safety, it's fine.

Mrs. Tai cheered up and said, "You still have to enter the palace to be on duty, don't delay the time, go back to the palace early!" ”

Cheng Jinrong nodded slightly, stayed for a while, and got up to go back to the palace.

Along the way, Cheng Jinrong thought about it repeatedly and quickly made a decision.