When the army heard this, they looked at each other.

Lu Yixuan suddenly realized, she "snapped" and clenched the spear in her hand and glared at Hetujiya fiercely: "What did you do!" She had a vague suspicion of great foreboding.

His Royal Highness shrugged his shoulders and scratched his hair, the wound on his cheek was still tingling, and the angry fireworks that burst out of the girl's eyes in vain were stubborn and unwilling, and some people couldn't put it down: "The beacon fire of Feiliang Bridge is from the river, and it is some distance from Yongzhao, but Shangzhutai is not far away, Lu ...... General Lu Xiao," he changed his name, but Lu Yixuan felt even more harsh, "Xiao Wang can wait, your people can't afford to wait, after all, our Beirong people are not good men and women, and we don't care about innocent or innocent people when we conquer cities." ”

At that time, the old khan of Beirong pursued all the way down hundreds of miles, and killed 270,000 people in the three cities, and this blood debt is vividly remembered.

Lu Yiyi's eyes were about to split, Hetujiya secretly sent the elite of Shangzhutai to take the opportunity to go south to harass and occupy the town of Dayanbian, at this time, Yongzhao and Yuhai could not rescue, the closest to Heyu is Feiliang Bridge, which is the elite of their entrenched Wuhuaimen, do you want to fight to the death with Hetujiya, or rush back to rescue the people of Hetujiya.

The sound of the east and the west attacked the west, and Wei rescued Zhao.

"Despicable and shameless!"

Hetugia was noncommittal.

Lu Yixuan had to admit that what this guy said was not wrong, she didn't have more time to make a choice: "The army listens to the order, and I will go back to the river to rescue quickly, there must be no mistake!" She whipped her head and didn't look back, and she rode into the dust.

Hetugia dusted off the dust stained by the brocade clothes and muttered, "This girl may become a fierce rival in the future." He didn't know whether to listen to the soldiers behind him or to himself.

"Your Highness," the soldiers on the side clenched their fists and asked in a low voice, "I don't know if Da Yan still ambushed strange soldiers on this road, and whether we will withdraw from Wuhuai Gate and go around the west bank of the Dangu River and re-enter the Gobi through Maoyun." ”

"That will take five more days, Xiao Wang can't wait." Hetujiya understands better that Wuhuaimen is the final checkpoint, and Dayan will not plant more ambushes in the vast desert.

The soldiers were silent, you look at me, I look at you, there are still seriously wounded people who are half dead because of tripping ropes and horse pits, if they are left alone, then they are afraid that they will starve to death and freeze to death in this desert, and no one wants to see their comrades being eaten by vulture wolves, and besides, they are brothers who have the same hatred and hatred, or they are still living people.

How to abandon it.

The soldiers didn't dare to beak but they all had an answer in their hearts, everyone knew that they had to whip out of the Gobi Desert quickly, but to leave the wounded, the road they had to walk was not a day and a half, and the days and nights they had to go through and the black sandstorms they encountered would make these wounded people better.

Indecisiveness is not a good phenomenon.

Hetugia put his hands behind his back, turned his back to look at the vulture circling in the sky: "You are all the heroic spirits on my road to Beijung's recovery. That's all he said.

No, Yingjie, rather, Yingling.

The air was stagnant, and only the sound of quicksand could be heard quietly.

Iron—cold, the sound of a scimitar unsheathed.

The wounded soldiers behind His Royal Highness shouted in unison: "For His Highness Hetujiya, die without regrets!" ”

Bloody water was everywhere.

No one hesitated, but they committed suicide with their swords, in order not to be a burden to their brothers and the masters of their families.

Soon, the yellow sand gradually buried the corpses half-buried, and the Beirong barbarians unloaded their animal hair and covered the relatives and friends who were determined to die, as if they were silently mourning.

Hetugia didn't look back the whole time, and he didn't say a word until the soldiers behind him jumped on horseback and waited for him to give orders.

"Your Highness?" The horse's hooves were clear under the moon, and the soldiers had not heard for a long time.

Hetugia's fingertips fell to his lips, shhhh

Smack, smack, smack.

Not far away, there was a sound of applause from under the starry ridge, and the echo was faint.

Look, Rao is anyone who sees this scene will sigh with emotion, but the seemingly weak young highness is no less ruthless than his two elder brothers.

Everyone followed the prestige with a sigh of relief, their clothes flew up, their robes were like practice, and the figure in the darkness was as straight as a pine, and there were pine trees in the desert.

"Who?!" The soldiers were shocked, especially when they were intercepted halfway by the elite of Dayan, and the young generals who were eager to protect the lord had already blocked in front of Hetujiya, "Protect Your Highness." Five or six members of the vanguard horse team rushed forward to spy on the enemy without saying anything.

Under the moon, I couldn't see the overlapping of the figures, I could only hear someone snorting and falling off the horse, the scimitar had not yet flashed a cold light, and it had been pressed back into the sheath by the man in the strong suit, and in an instant, the soldiers were lying on the ground, but the blades in their hands were easily unloaded and thrown to the ground by the black shadow.

Hetugia saw the clue, the guy reacted very quickly but did not deliberately hurt anyone, and he could tell with a fixed eye that he was acting under the orders of someone, because there was a figure behind the person who pretended to be the man.

It's like watching the fire from the other side.

The man noticed His Royal Highness's gaze, and coughed lightly, the sound was good, like a clear spring falling from the rock, the man waved his hand, and the strong-suited guard took three steps back, and there was a slight fragrance of flowers in the cold and rough dusty wind.

Hetujia's eyes didn't blink, he had a vague guess but couldn't help asking, "Who are you?" ”

The gold silk shoes fell on the quicksand without any sound.

"Isn't Your Highness waiting to see this king?" The man went against the wind, lazily spoke, and came to the embattled pheasant Xin under the city, in order to meet whom?

Hetujiya's eyes widened in disbelief: "Feng Ming Evil! "Sure enough.

As soon as he finished speaking, two extremely fast black shadows suddenly burst out behind him, and under the dust and sand, it can be seen that the head is not wearing an armor helmet but half of the fox's hollowed out head, and the black shadow's body has a fishy smell in the animal pile, obviously not an ordinary soldier, but a killer, a dead soldier raised by the Beirong royal family, a pillow remains.

Wait for the rest of the day, forget each other.

They were dressed in animal skins, fur and blood, and everyone smeared the blood of the fox king on their foreheads to show their sincerity and loyalty, and they were insidious and cunning in many confrontations with the Great Yan Dynasty.

The murderous aura is immediate.

It seems that these two pillows are waiting for the moment when Feng Mingxie appeared, the man's lazy and light eyes are lined with the moon shadow of the sky, and the plain gold and silver woven flowers are like the streamers on the wings of butterflies, as if there is a clear wind cloud around the body and the crown belt is floating with the dark incense, the cold light in the assassin's hand flashes, the goal is very clear, flying like a gallop to the immobile Feng Mingxi, suddenly, a fluffy black shadow burst out from the man's feet, and the sharp claws of the impartial "huh" have scratched the assassin's face.

It was a black cat.

The man in black wailed in pain, his eyes were blurred with flesh and blood, his elbow had been held down by the man in front of him and twisted his arm backwards, click, the bones were cracked, and the fragrance of flowers flowed between his noses, the assassin already knew that he had no chance of winning, and the lotus thorn that had not yet shot was piercing his chest, and the man who swept away had no pity or affection in his eyes.

The same trick will not take effect a second time in front of him.

"Teach your minions how not to be so rude in front of their masters." Feng Xiao Wang was lightly clothed, and his shoes landed in front of Hetujiya, and his flying clothes were burning with the splendor of colorful feathers across the neck of another assassin.

Death does not necessarily carry fear, the man has no time to react, and his body has already fallen.

What a quick skill!

And Feng Mingxie's beautiful and slender fingers were pinching Hetujiya's neck, and the young highness suddenly felt the pain in his left eye, and the blood stains were running down his cheeks unconsciously.

Feng Mingxie stabbed him in the eye, using the lotus thorn of the pillow remains.

"When the people of Dayan shed blood, this king can also take your life." He leaned over Hetujiya's ear, hinting that His Highness had mobilized Shang Zhutai to intrude on the river, one eye, but a slight punishment.

Hetujiya gasped, and shouted intently to stop the delusional actions of the people around her: "Without Xiao Wang's order, whoever dares to act rashly will be a bully to the king, and come to see him!" He was frightened and full of anger in his heart, and the "pillow remains" secretly protected him, and without the order of the Khan, he dared to assert such a bold idea to hurt Feng Mingxie, and in the hearts of these dead soldiers, I am afraid that he Hetujiya did not regard him as the new lord - their allegiance was to the old Khan who had returned to heaven.

Worse than useless!

Although the future new emperor also hated Feng Mingxi's deception and stealing his name, he was even more annoyed and angry at his own dead soldiers.

Feng Mingxie was very satisfied with these "obedient" minions, and he said lazily: "Stand back, this king and your 'little khan' have some considerate words." ”

Seeing that Hetugia did not refute, the Beirong soldiers had to retreat cautiously, surrounding the two of them in the middle.

"What do you want?" Hetujiya swallowed his saliva, Feng Mingxie's body had a floral fragrance that was extremely inconsistent with the desert Gobi, soft and lazy, if it weren't for the knife on his neck between life and death, he would admit it, it was intoxicating and fascinating.

The moonlight fell and sparkled on the man's eyebrows, eyelashes, and nose, and then wandered to the thin lips, obviously stepping on the moon but like a scorching sun.

This is the first time that Hetujiya has seen the wanton and reckless Feng Xiao Wang Ye of the Great Yan Dynasty, the man who has a deep blood feud with him, heard that the Lord of the Great Yan Kingdom sent the Fengyang Prince to go out with the army, he did not hesitate to risk coming to Pheasant Xin City, just to see him in front of the military formation, to see this man who should have died a long time ago.

"Don't worry, Ah Yu let you go, this king knows what 'poor Kou Mo chase' is." The man's understatement was marked with ridicule and ridicule.

"Heh," Hetugia didn't like his tone, it sounded more like pity, "let Xiao Wang go?" Don't forget the blood feud between you and me, if you don't kill today, one day in the future, Xiao Wang will personally pick off your head! Hetugia whispered angrily.

"Puff", Feng Mingxie laughed, the fragrance of flowers was stronger, and the man was not angry at the young man's disrespectful words: "Huangkou Xiaoer, talking nonsense." ”

It's like facing a disobedient child that he never looked at.