Reluctantly.

Yang Keshan was curious: "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Lu Yixuan suppressed his voice softly, with a smile at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and General Yang was stunned for a long time as if he couldn't touch his head when he heard that he was following Zhanger King Kong.

After two days of preparation, Lu Yixuan once again embarked on the quicksand journey.

Dayan has entered autumn, but the 100 days of dry and hot nights in the desert do not seem to have changed much.

Now that there is a map and a guide car, it is not difficult to find the abandoned ancient city, and even the first time I saw it, I still remember it vividly, Lu Yixin sighed long, it seems that Beirong's team has not yet arrived.

She ordered the entrance to the ruins to be swept at will, but found that there was a half-hidden stone barrier in the city, and the wooden gate had collapsed in half.

Yes, most of her subordinates are skilled craftsmen, cleaning the dust and repairing the wooden structure, and in less than half a day's effort, she has opened up a stone house lobby that can be used for peace talks.

Lu Yixin arranged Princess Yujiang to rest in the backyard, and ordered more than 100 people to move all the horses to the sand stables behind the city to raise them.

The sky was dark, and the wind and sand were more intense than in the afternoon.

Lu Yixin simply closed the stone hall door steadily.

She was not a girl who liked to entertain herself, but now, on the contrary, she was happy to be at leisure, with the musicians and dancers and the cold cuts of fruit on the table, and yes, after everything was arranged, she poured fruit wine and hummed a little tune to enjoy the exotic song and dance.

What is this called?

In Lu Yixin's words, it is called a publicly-funded pastime.

Two days ago, General Yang specially prepared a lot of dancing girls and singers, and the little musicians went into the desert together, almost shocking Yang Keshan's jaw.

The little prince likes to be surprised, this Lu Yiyun is even better, everyone said bitterly that Hetujiya must not be at ease, this little girl is still singing and dancing with the old god.

There is no sense of crisis.

Lu Yixin was not in a hurry, until the moonlight was hazy, there was a sound of horses' hooves outside, and several attendants guarding the hall looked solemn and all the grass and trees were soldiers, and Lu Yixuan waved his hand to show peace of mind.

At this time, there will be no one else in the ancient city except the envoy of Beirong.

Sure enough, the wooden door "creaked" open, and the candles blown into the hall by the dust suddenly poured into the hall at night, and the cold wind hit the face dry and hoarse, and the dancers shrank slightly, and the music sounded again.

This "messenger" is a weak-crowned young man, with flying eyebrows like sideburns, bright eyes like stars, with arbitrariness in his steps, and wearing a fox fur brocade dress.

It's just that there is a faint trace in his eyes running up and down, the wound is not deep, but the scar is still there, but it does not damage the demeanor that is not angry and arrogant, on the contrary, it is a little more cold.

Hetugia.

Lu Yixuan was actually shocked, she didn't expect Beirong's little khan to be there in person.

Hetujiya's gaze swept over Lu Yixuan, who seemed to see her surprise in her eyes, and the young man's tall figure loomed behind the dancer musician, sitting opposite.

"It's quite daring to go it alone." This lord of a country admires Lu Yi's words and faith, so he is not afraid that he will be treacherous and ambush them outside the city?

Lu Yixuan didn't care, her old god was very pretty: "Little Khan is not afraid that this Jade Yulan City has already been full of Great Yan elite soldiers?" ”

Ha, Hetugia smiled.

Lu Yixin brought the soldiers from Shengjing City to give her five hundred, and he was not afraid, but he looked at the little girl's expression through the cloud clothes and feather clothes, and it was a little like an accident in the next world, the last time he saw her, the hatred was clearly written on his face, and he wanted to use his head to comfort the soldiers of Dayan, but now, he pretended to be.

Hetujiya took out a jar of small wine from the big tank and threw it to Lu Yixuan, sealing the mud before opening: "The Wence wine brewed by Beirong Kangqin Pond has only been opened once in at least twenty years, you are lucky." ”

Lu Yixuan opened the lid, it was indeed mellow and fragrant, as if a wisp of fresh spring was injected into the dry desert, and she poured a wine cup: "Want to get me drunk?" ”

"Will you?"

Lu Yixuan didn't say whether he could return the wine jar to Hetujiya, and drank it all, this wine was not as strong as when he first smelled it, it was really like a sweet water oasis, and the little general of Zhengxi snapped his fingers and knocked, "Bang", and a map fell on the stone wall.

She doesn't look at it, it's just like tasting fine wine.

"When Emperor Shengwude raised troops to the west to attack eight cities, recovering Guangcheng and Baiming, the rumors about him in the desert can still be heard, the south of the Dangu River almost fell into the hands of my Dayan, and then changed to Yunnei and other places so that you and others have an opportunity to take advantage of, now, I am peaceful in all directions, there are soldiers, horses, grain and grass, even if you want to retake the Dangu River is not difficult, but you Hetujiya is suffering from the enemy."

Lu Yixuan shook the wine cup, not like he was talking about some major military and political affairs between the two countries, but like a little drunkard: "The Yu clan has a grudge with you, and the twenty-eight tribes have not completely surrendered, in my opinion, you Hetujiya has no capital for peace talks." ”

She turned over a lot of classics bundled by Lord Shang along the way, the old man didn't say a word, Lu Yixin drove an ox cart before leaving, up to the fifty years of battles, down to the people's livelihood and the history of Beirong, the old man Shang didn't say much, but everything was not leaky.

Hetugia smiled coldly when he heard this.

"The prince of Fengyang once forced the palace to kill the king, I am afraid that he will also keep your people in the dark, saying that the Quartet is an exaggeration, although Queen Yang is imprisoned in the deep palace, don't forget, she has a father of the Marquis of Yuyang, who has a lot of connections and contacts in the Yudong region many years ago, although Feng Ming's evil relatives have shocked him from the chaos, but the hatred in his heart will not be less."

Hetujiya obviously knew everything that happened to Dayan, in short, the high-ranking Feng Mingxie also had someone who wanted to put him to death.

The little khan poured a full bottle of wine and drank it all the same, squinted his eyes and said, "Feng Ming sent General Lu Xiao here, won't he tell him nothing?" Hetujiya saw Lu Yixuan's slight momentary confusion, and he knew, and he spit.

Fox.

You shouldn't trust that bastard to be a good dealer.

When Lu Yixuan sensed Hetujiya's ulterior motives, there was a sudden commotion outside the house, and outside the city, horses' hooves could be heard from far and near, and it sounded as if a large team was approaching, but no one of the sick soldiers had trespassed into the hall without permission, obviously, the military discipline was excellent.

Lu Yixuan and Hetujiya subconsciously glanced at each other, there was surprise, surprise and suspicion in their eyes, only for a moment, the two of them already knew that it was obvious that the troops rushing towards Yulan City were not arranged by them.

Standing still, unusually calm.

Whew——

A sharp arrow pierced the wooden window in vain and pierced the hall, and the dancing girls and singers in the room who were still smiling suddenly panicked, and the soldiers guarding the hall drew their swords and wanted to open the door to check.

"Stop!" Lu Yixuan and Hetujiya spoke almost in unison.

"If you don't want to live, open the door."

As soon as the little Khan's words fell, the sound of several clusters of arrows hitting the stone barrier outside the hall suddenly sounded sonorous and powerful, and occasionally a few passed through the broken window railing, piercing the throat of the sick soldier who had no time to dodge.

The smell of blood pervaded.

"Outside the city are archers, and the hooves of the horses sound no less than five thousand." Lu Yixuan turned around in a deep voice and dodged the sharp arrow that pierced him, grabbed the wine cup with his hand, raised his head and poured a sip, "It's more than that." She kicked the wooden table to block the cluster of arrows.

The implication is that there will be people who dare to come later.

What a little general, but he is getting more and more in danger.

Hetujiya rolled up the big curtain and the cold light was already close to the stone pillar in the lobby, and listened attentively: "This horse's hooves are intervaled for a short time, and there is no 'copper' embedded between the feet, it is not our Beirong's war horse, it is your Dayan people." His expression was slightly gloomy when he said this.

Lu Yixuan thought about it for a while, and saw a cluster of firelight flying over the night starry sky outside the window, and she was shocked: "Not good!" "The leg-puller is already running like a side room in the backyard.

In the afternoon, the courtyard spread a lot of hay brought from Yongzhao City to block the wind and sand, and many rockets were fired down the dormitory, and the maids and servants who were originally waiting were already frightened and scurryed, this is where Princess Yujiang rests.

Scold.

Lu Yixuan gasped, in addition to shooting arrows at the stone hall, those people also had to set fire to the courtyard.

Obviously, their goal is to kill Yujiang.

Lu Yixuan's face changed greatly, and the firelight and arrows continued to shoot in from outside the city, and she swept her eyes to see that there was a freshly cleaned borehole in the garden, and she lifted the wooden bucket full of water, and suddenly her hand was empty, and the bucket was snatched away.

It was Hetugia.

Lu Yixing's shock was written on his face and he didn't even have time to stop it, the little khan had already rushed into the fire, and the burning wooden beam was about to collapse, Lu Yixuan could only kick his feet to support the wooden fence on the side, and in a moment, the beam broke suddenly and shattered in half, Lu Yixuan's heart was shocked, and he almost couldn't dodge.

At that moment, the figure jumped out of the inner hall with water droplets and sparks.

The corners of Hetujiya's robe were almost burned to ashes, and it was the smoky and delirious Princess Yujiang who was firmly held in his arms, fortunately, intact.

Before Lu Yixuan could ask, the next cluster of arrows had already hit.

Hetujiya held Yujiang nowhere to avoid, and when the cold light fell in front of him, he subconsciously turned his back, and "Ahh

Lu Yixuan hurriedly pulled the long stick and swept away the scattered firelight: "Quickly retreat into the stone hall!" She drank that the army besieging the city and firing cold arrows did not seem to dare to rush into the lonely city to wander like this.

Who are they trying to put to death?!

A group of people who had some physical strength retreated, Lu Yixuan turned his head to look at Hetujiya, the little khan's courage was commendable, and he couldn't boil any medicine and wine, and he gritted his teeth with his backhand and pulled out the arrow, and the blood stains splashed into a puddle of wine on the ground, mellow and fishy.

Bang, he threw the wooden arrow to the ground.

Lu Yixuan's brows were tightly locked, Jinpa gently wiped the little princess's gray cheeks, Yujiang opened his eyes a little soberly, Xu also saw Hetujiya sitting there with blood on her body, the little girl's frightened face was pale, and suddenly broke away Lu Yixuan stumbled to the little khan's side.

Lu Yixuan only listened to Princess Yujiang's crying voice.

"Little wolf!"