The dazzling sunlight stung Peng's hopeless eyes, and when he opened them, he looked around blankly, and found himself in a narrow tent, with figures flickering outside the tent, and he couldn't count how many people were guarding outside the tent. He looked down and saw that his body was tied to a stout stake by several sturdy chains. A one-armed man is carefully tending to a wound on his leg.

"Brother Ba? Is that you?" Peng Wuwang recognized this person at a glance and couldn't help blurting out.

"Peng Wuhope, you've finally woken up." Bashanhe said in a low voice, "I have already applied medicine to you for more than a dozen wounds on your body, and the injuries on your legs have also been treated. However, you have a lot of arrow wounds, and I don't have time to treat them, so bear with me."

"Bashanhe, please kill me immediately." Peng Wuwang said in a low voice.

"Her Royal Highness expected you to be like this for a long time," Bashanhe carefully looked around, unfolding the handwritten letter of Princess Splendid Splendid hidden in his arms in front of Peng Wuwang, "Please read this letter before making plans."

"Letters?" Peng Wuwang was slightly stunned. Bashanhe ignored his reaction, and unfolded the letter in front of him. Peng Wuwang couldn't help but look at it involuntarily:

"Hopeless:

When I write this letter, my heart aches like a wrench, and I want to abandon my pen and go crazy, but I think about the pain you will bear in the future, although the liver and intestines are broken, and the body is late, it is not enough to describe what if, this overwhelming pain has let you suffer alone, and now the pain in my heart is enough.

On the same day, the alliance of death was established, and Jinxiu has recognized the king as the husband of this world, hoping that the next life can be expected, and the two of us can get married again. However, Jinxiu was born as a Turkic person, it is really unforgettable, there is no afterlife in my Turkic tribe, the body is dead and the soul is destroyed, everything is over, and it is slim from now on, and the relationship between you and me will never continue. Although Jinxiu has the will to die, it is difficult to give up the love with the king, and it is difficult to die with this heart.

I know very well that at this time, your heart should be like ashes, and everything in the world has nothing to love. In this splendid bow for a hundred bows, I hope that you will live forever. If you don't die, there will still be one person in the world who misses the splendor, and the world you see with your eyes is also the world that you see with the splendor, and the soul of the splendid can linger forever in your heart. If you die in a hurry, the soul of the splendid will be like a broken kite, dissipating with the wind, without a trace. The love between you and me is like a candle in the wind, only a few wisps of light smoke remain.

Jun has always been as strong as iron, I hope that Jun is affectionate to you and me, abandon the will to die, and struggle to survive.

Thinking of Jun's mood at the moment, the pain is like hell, the splendid tears are like rain, the mind is in a trance, the book is not satisfactory, I hope you don't have to mind."

Trembling and reading Princess Jinxiu's letter with tears and tears, Peng Wuwang trembled and was overwhelmed with grief, rolling hot tears rolled down his face, he looked up to the sky and roared, "Ah Jin, you are so ruthless, not only let me survive and suffer alone, but also let me die alone!"

"Shh--!h Bashanhe whispered in panic, "Don't be so loud, your life is instantaneous, those people are going to divide your five horses, and I am trying to find a way to get you out."

"Kill me, kill me, kill me!" Peng Wuwang yelled frantically, "I'm so uncomfortable, I'm in so much pain, I want to die!"

"Peng Wuwang, you have also seen the words of Her Royal Highness the Princess, if you and her are truly in love, why don't you do what she says?" Bashanhe said in a deep voice.

"I killed the person I love the most with my own hands, do you want me to live and suffer." Peng hummed.

"A good man has to suffer anything for the girl he loves." Bashanhe said in a low voice, "Her Royal Highness the Princess knows that you are such a person, so she will like you. Could it be that she has lost her eyes?"

Peng Wuwang gasped violently a few times, closed his eyes, and slowly opened them after a long time, gritted his teeth fiercely, and said, "She didn't look away!" After saying this, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Great joy, great joy!" ** The army of military doctors rushed out of Princess Splendid Fairlight's tent excitedly. Luo Puhan, who was waiting for the news outside the tent, surrounded him with joy as Bashanhe and Ke Zhan, who had just recovered from his injuries, and asked, "But the princess's injuries are finally saved?"

"The princess is awake!" One of the loudest medic shouted in ecstasy.

Princess Splendid stretched lazily on the bed, sat up straight, looked around at the surrounding environment, frowned, and said in a loud voice: "But the battle, Bashan He, where did you go to be lazy?"

Hearing this crisp call, Ke Zhan and Bashanhe, who had been worried for several days and had prepared for the worst, were overjoyed, and rushed into the bed tent and came to the bed of Princess Splendid Beauty.

"Okay, you two, what the hell did you transport me to while I was sleeping?" Princess Splendid slapped the head of the bed and exclaimed.

Ke Zhan and Bashanhe glanced at each other, and exclaimed in unison, "It's the little princess!?"

Princess Splendid raised her hand to wipe her forehead, and when she found the white cloth wrapped around her head, she only felt a headache. She was shocked in her heart, and then she fixed her eyes on the battle, and she couldn't help but be furious, "Who injured you like this? And who hurt my head?"

"This ......" can fight and Bashanhe stammered, not knowing where to start.

Princess Splendid jumped out of bed and said, "Take me to him quickly, let me beat him up."

The hot leather whip was whipped Peng Wuwang's body again and again. As soon as the Turks found him awake, they sent several executioners to execute him day and night, but no matter what kind of criminal law he was, it was useless for him. He even fell into a deep sleep under the brutal scourging. It wasn't until the whipping that had been inflicted on him suddenly disappeared that he woke up from his chaotic dreams.

The executioners who had been executing him in the tent fell to their knees in the dark, and greeted the people with trembling and fervent words. "Get up." Familiar and touching words came from the doorway. Hearing this, Peng Wuwang was shocked, suddenly sobered up, and couldn't wait to raise his head.

What caught my eye was the beautiful and charming and vibrant face of Princess Splendid after removing the veil. In an instant, Peng Wuwang seemed to have fallen into the deepest dream, hoping that he would never have to wake up. "Ah Jin, is that you?" He asked eagerly in that hoarse and soulful voice.

Hearing this affectionate call, and touching Peng Wuwang's hot eyes, Princess Jinxiu couldn't help but shiver with excitement, a strange and fascinating hot feeling flowed in her body, and for a while she only felt hot all over her body, and her snow-white face showed a ** blush.

"What Ah Jin, Ah Jin's." She coughed and jumped up in front of Peng Wuwang, "My name is Jinxiu, you can call me Princess Jinxiu."

Peng Wuwang looked into her eyes stupidly, frantically looking for the kind of sharp and clear and tender eyes he was familiar with, but he was finally disappointed, sighed softly, and said, "You are not Jinxiu, never."

"Well, I'm the little princess. However, Ah Jin is also a good title. Okay!" Princess Jinxiu seemed to be in high spirits, "I allow you to call me Ah Jin."

Peng turned his head sadly and ignored him.

"I was going to beat you up, but I saw you being tortured like this. My anger is gone." Princess Splendid came to one of the executioners, took his whip and looked at it, and said, "It hurts to whip a person with water-stained willows. One of my servants made a mistake, and I struck him three times, and he died of pain, and begged for mercy on his knees, and I had to spare him. How many lashes have you beaten him?"

The executioner whispered, "Tell the princess, more than three hundred lashes."

Princess Splendid nodded and said, "With so many whips, even a big mistake should be overcome. Did he beg for mercy?"

The executioner bowed his head and said, "No, he's asleep."

This sentence made Princess Splendid let out a crisp and pleasant laugh like a silver bell: "What an iron man. He must be the best man in the enemy country."

Ke Zhan said: "Yes, he is the number one warrior of the Tang Dynasty, Peng Wuxi."

"First warrior, interesting." Princess Splendid walked around Peng Wuwang a few times, looked at him carefully, and asked, "I wonder how he compares to our first warrior in the prairie?"

Ke Zhan and Bashanhe glanced at each other awkwardly, and Bashanhe said, "Tell the princess that Pu Aman has been killed by him."

"Oh --!" Princess Jinxiu jumped excitedly and came to Peng Wuwang's face, "Ha, I've always wanted to compete with Puaman, but I didn't expect such a powerful character to be killed by you. Then you must be the best man in the world."

Peng Wuwang closed his eyes and ignored him.

"Why don't you look at me? Do you know that I am the most beautiful woman on the prairie? Every man is dazzled when he sees me, and you're the first man who won't want to look at me." Princess Splendid stood in front of Peng Wuwang and persistently teased him.

"You don't believe me, well," Princess Splendid said, gesturing to the executioner beside her, "stretch out your left hand." The executioner immediately obediently stretched out his hand.

"Raise your hands, bend your elbows, extend your index fingers, stick them back, and pull your eyes out." Princess Splendid gave a series of orders. The executioner stretched his index finger out of front of his eyes in a trance, and pulled it down.

"Stop!" Princess Jinxiu quickly stretched out her hand, grabbed his wrist, and said to Peng Wuwang urgently, "Why don't you open your eyes, he almost gouged out his eyeballs." Know why? Because he was in a trance, and he didn't know what he was doing."

"Hmph," Seeing that Peng Wuwang was still silent, Princess Jinxiu smiled slightly, and said, "You will definitely say: he is your subordinate, he will do whatever you want him to do, and what does it have to do with trance."

"But, you see, when I told him to use his left hand, he used his right hand, and this is proof of his trance, and my other commands are only to tease him, and you." Princess Splendid smirked.

Peng Wuwang finally couldn't help but sigh bitterly and shook his head: "What a child."

At this moment, outside the door, Luo Puhan hurriedly walked into the tent, said a few words to Bashanhe, glared at Peng Wuwang fiercely, and strode out of the door.

Bashanhe's expression changed, and he came to Princess Jinxiu and said, "Princess, Dingxiang City is broken, Jili Great Khan has ordered the surrender of the Tang Dynasty, and the envoy who surrendered is coming soon. General Luo Puhan and other generals hope that before the arrival of the envoy, Peng Wuwang's five horses will be divided into corpses, so as to relieve the hatred in the hearts of the soldiers."

Princess Splendid was shocked, "No, I just made him laugh, and I want him to like me a little bit. They can't be allowed to kill him."

"O wrath, princess!" Ke Zhan whispered.

At this moment, several big men poured in from outside the tent, untied Peng Wuwang from the stake with all hands and feet, tied his hands behind his back, and dragged him out. Peng Wuwang took advantage of the moment when these big men untied him from the stake, he suddenly bowed his head, bit on several arrow wounds in the left and right shoulder sockets, pulled out several wolf tooth arrows with his mouth, and shouted at the bottom of his tongue. With a "snap", the executioner's leather whip fell on his back: "Hurry up, death is coming, don't play tricks."

"Humph!" Peng Wuwang glanced at him coldly, and walked out of the tent without saying a word.

Outside the tent, the crowd of turbulent Turkic warriors roared madly at Peng Wuwang, and one after another hateful eyes poked at his body like swords, as if they wanted to tear him to pieces.

Five stout horses were brought to the execution ground by five fierce warriors. Peng stood tall in the middle of the execution ground, allowing the executioners to tie his hands, feet, and neck to ropes.

Princess Splendid and Ke Zhan, Bashanhe rushed out of the tent, watching the executioners prepare for execution, and couldn't help but be secretly anxious. She recalled Peng Wuwang's actions before leaving the tent, and her heart suddenly lit up, and she said urgently: "Ke Zhan, tell me, where is the weapon he used before he was captured?"

Ke Zhan looked at Peng Wuwang being chained to the five horses, and sighed secretly in his heart, and when he heard this, he said absentmindedly: "It should be on the side of the handsome case of the main account, but even if you go to get it now, princess, it will be too late."

Princess Splendid didn't reply, turned her head and ran towards the handsome tent.

The five riders rode on the five horses of the execution to the cheers of the crowd, and the whips in their hands were raised high. With the sound of their crisp whipping horses, the atmosphere on the execution ground reached its best, everyone shouted wildly and ferociously, and countless pairs of round eyes stared at Peng Wuwang's body that was beaten and pulled up, anxiously waiting for the wounded body to be shattered into five bloody pieces.

The five ropes were straightened by the five horses, and Peng Wuhope's body was stretched into a large zigzag, and a sharp heart-rending pain came from his limbs and neck. Looking at the blue sky above his head, he hesitated for a moment, and finally smiled bitterly, poked his head high, opened his mouth, and the tips of two wolf tooth arrows whistled out, and cleanly shot off the two ropes tied to his feet. Then, he shook his head from side to side, and the tips of the two arrows shot with incredible precision to break the ropes that bound his hands. Finally, he jerked his head and bit off the rope around his neck. These movements were carried out in one go, causing his body to fall to the ground in a horizontal direction, splashing up a cloud of dust.

The five horses that had suddenly lost their support neighed and rolled to the ground one after another, overturning the knights on their horses, and the scene was a mess. The Turkic warriors who were watching were in an uproar, everyone shouted loudly, and some generals who saw the opportunity quickly drew their swords one after another and attacked Peng Wuhope, who was lying on the ground.

Peng Wuwang jumped up from the ground, rushed to a war horse that was struggling to stand up, kicked the knight to the side, and jumped on the horse's back. "Surround him!" Countless voices shouted loudly, and hundreds of hideous-looking Turkic warriors surrounded him with sabers, spears, bows and arrows. Peng Wuwang turned around the horse a few times, and found that there was a sea of overlapping people in all directions, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on Mu Wuwang's face, he pressed the reins, reined in the horse's head, and closed his eyes: "Finally, I still can't kill the encirclement. Ah Jin, you want me to struggle to survive and live forever, and I have done my best."

At this moment, a Qingli high-pitched voice said loudly, "Peng Wuwang, your knife, catch it!" Peng Wuwang turned his head blankly, only to see the girl who looked like a splendid princess throwing a black saber at him.

Everyone on the execution ground held their breath for an instant, watching this saber fly towards Peng Wuwang like a tumbling and surging black dragon.

Peng Wuwang straightened up on his horse, raised his right arm high, and caught the saber steadily. There was silence on the execution ground, and all the Turkic warriors stood in place in fear, looking at Peng Wuhope, who was on his horse, in fear.

Peng Wuwang put his left hand on the hilt of the saber and shouted in a deep voice, "Get out of the way!!"

The scabbard of the god of war heavenly soldiers shimmered with a strange and unpredictable brilliance in the sunlight, and the eyes of the Turks flashed with the terrifying looks of countless soldiers who died under the heavenly soldiers' swords before they died, and everyone's courage was exhausted at this moment, and they slowly retreated to both sides timidly, like water waves to make way for Peng Wuhope.

A helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of Peng Wuhope's mouth, and he leisurely carried the God of War Heavenly Soldier on his left shoulder, turned his head and said loudly to the Splendid Princess who was looking at him from afar, "Thank you!" With that, he shook the reins and rode away.

Looking at his god-like back, Princess Splendid showed a halo of reverence and admiration in her eyes.