Helan Xue was stunned, with Feng as her surname, she was a secret guard with a high status in the palace, so she requisitioned it for herself casually, she subconsciously touched the token she hung on her waist, this thing works well! Feng Qi also saw her subtle move, and a smile appeared on her face, is this rouge tiger the beloved person of the world? The son of his own family is actually such a taste, and he likes such a fierce woman.

The soldier still didn't speak, in fact, Helan Xue didn't expect him to say anything, she was just trying her luck, this person had given him an order, and he had heard the accent, not the one who reported to Heshu in front of the battle. She continued to ask: "Brother, I know, there is another person behind you, I heard that voice, you said that as long as you say who it is, I may beg the little marquis to give you a way out." ”

The soldier raised his eyes and glanced at her, with a hint of shock in his eyes, Helan Xue smiled and persuaded: "I have the ability to never forget, and I can also speak Beidi dialect, so as long as your people appear, I am sure that I can find out, it's just a matter of time, let's say, the little marquis will give you a chance to live, you should know what kind of person the little marquis is, this kind of opportunity is rare." As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Yang Jiulin.

Yang Jiulin nodded: "That's right, you think clearly, I gave Miss Helan the face, she said so, this son will give you a chance, it's up to you whether you want to grasp it or not." ”

Who is Yang Jiulin? The god of killing on the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang, since the age of eleven in the Northern Xinjiang Army, began to accumulate military merits at the age of twelve, led the troops to kill people alone at the age of thirteen, and has rarely been defeated so far, it can be said that he is the victorious general of the Great Jin, and countless Beidi people have died under him, under this gentle and handsome face, there is a bloodthirsty heart, and the killing in his hands is by no means less than the so-called Beidi werewolf, his cold-blooded iron fist has long been famous all over Northern Xinjiang, and even all over the world, which country does not know where Yang Xiaohou has passed, there must be a bloody storm, This premise is that if you don't come to attack our Dajin, my surname Yang won't be okay to rob your place, good brothers, but if you dare to rush at Dajin, then I'm sorry, my surname Yang will not be merciful.

Of course, now his iron and blood is also subject to a little resistance, that is, the rouge tiger in front of him, he only shows rare tenderness when facing the rouge tiger, but this rouge tiger's bloodthirstiness is not worse than him, when he recaptured Yuguan, he slaughtered more than 30,000 Beidi soldiers in the city who did not have to evacuate, the cold winter wax moon, the corpse burned outside the city for five days and five nights, and the surrounding cities could smell the smell of burning the corpse, at that time it was said that Heshu and the then arrived Wutuershu stood on the wall of the Lugu Pass, looking at the thick black smoke, and stood silently for a long time, In the end, the Wuturshu sent an order to Beidi, capture Helan Xue alive, seal the marquis, and kill Helan Xue's general Shengyipin. Directly upgraded the decree of the day.

The sixth prince smiled wickedly, and said to the Wutuershu: "Third brother, the younger brother really wants to taste the taste of this rouge tiger, it must be much more fierce than those southern women. ”

Utur gave him a blank look and sneered, "Are you sure you can control such a fierce horse?" ”

There was a hint of mockery on Naduo's face: "Little girl, are you like a great enemy?" ”

Heshu and Utulshu looked at each other, and saw some helplessness in each other's eyes, is this more than here to send death?

These stories have spread far and wide in the army, and the Great Jin army has naturally heard of it, the soldier raised his eyes to look at the unparalleled son in front of him, and then looked at the rouge tiger who made the prince of Beidi have thoughts, and finally spoke: "I ......"

His voice stopped abruptly, his body fell forward, his eyes widened, with twelve points of unwillingness, he was obviously only one step away from life, how could it end like this?

Feng Qi stood in front of Helan Xue without thinking, and the frightened rain and frost were also guarding Yang Jiulin's side, and there was a sound of wind outside the hall, and several figures had already flown out, obviously discovering the murderer's target.

Shocking rain reached out to check whether there were any injuries on this person's body, he fell forward, which was naturally the reason for the attack behind him, Helan Xue flipped his wrist, and there was a long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was cut, splitting the clothes on the person's back, and picking it on both sides, revealing the skin on his back. The rain is speechless, okay, this girl is quick and sharp, not dragging mud and water, this is the most direct, anyway, she is a dead man, do you still need to take off his clothes and check it?

This person's back is smooth, without any traces of hidden weapons, Yang Jiulin waved his hand, Helan Xue raised his sword and fell, and he had already shaved off the hair on the back of his head, and sure enough, there was a black pinhole on the back of his head, which was the same as Ma Biao's death.

Helan Xue was furious, raised her hand and waved her sword to cut off the person's head, and said loudly: "Come on, go and prepare a horse and a gun for this girl." She kicked on the corpse and said to Yang Jiulin: "Brother Jiulin, give me men and horses, I want to go out of the city." ”

Feng Qi couldn't help but look sideways, is this the person his family wants everyone to protect? Does she need someone else to protect her?

Yang Jiulin also sank his face, and said very tacitly: "20,000 horses, plus 1,000 crossbowmen, the north gate." He said to the soldiers of the Shizi Mansion again: "Brother Feng, I have worked hard, there must be chaos in the city these days, and I hope to pay more attention to some things." ”

Yang Jiulin has been in the north for a long time, whether it is the prince's mansion or the palace, he is very familiar with it, this Fengqi is the guard of the Fengzi generation of the palace, that is, the people in the secret guard camp of King Xuan, they are all loyal, they were left in the Shizifu in Beiyanmen, one came to inquire about the war, and the other came to help the army at any time, since Helan Xue came to the northern Xinjiang, Wei Peng's secret order also followed, asking them to pay attention to protecting Helan Xue, the people who their own family wants to protect, they should be careful, and some people mixed into Helan Xue's side, went into battle with her, and blocked the arrows for her that day, It was the palace guard and Helan Xue's close-quarters secret guard, but the guard was more away, so he blocked the arrow.

Feng Qi bowed to him and Helan Xue, and the person had already drifted away. I vaguely heard the voice of Helan Xue jumping behind him: "Come on, order soldiers, follow me to the north gate." Feng Qi couldn't stop shaking her head, these days, this girl's limelight has already overshadowed Yang Xiaohou and Xuan Shizi, I don't understand, what does Shizi like about her? ?

The commander of the enemy camp at the north gate will be Na Duo, last night's night of fighting, everyone was really tired, this is the first day, and now Helan Xue is also here, and the next thing is how to trap him. There is a thick carpet in the tent, at this time, the burning charcoal is booming, the general's tent is roasted warmly, a piece of spring, these soldiers of the Jin Dynasty are obviously prepared, fighting so hard, not at all happy, their own sledgehammer has not yet drunk the blood of the Jin people, their fighting spirit can not be fully released, can only be released in this robbed Jin dog woman.