Daxia is located on the north bank of the Red River, their people are still martial, the army is fierce, since the ancestors, they have lived a nomadic life of chasing water and grass.

The first long bell in the early morning sounded, the sound was far away, mighty and majestic, the city gate slowly opened in the bell, the sun was shining, and a new day in Zhenhuang City, under the iron-blooded order of the empire, slowly began.

"Drive!"

A sharp voice suddenly sounded, and a black steed raised its snow-white hooves and stepped on the snow outside Zhenhuang City, the snowflakes splashed and the hooves sounded, leaving more than a dozen followers far behind.

"Yan Shizi, you're late!" Zhuge Huai let out a long laugh, drove forward, and said with a smile at the visitor.

Standing beside him were four teenagers, the youngest was only eleven or twelve years old, and the eldest was only thirteen or fourteen years old. Hearing his voice, Qi Qi turned his head and looked at the person who had come.

Yan Xun reined in his horse and snorted. The horses stood up, neighed loudly, and then came to a steady stop on the snowy field. Yan Xun was wearing a azure dress, with a few koi fish woven with gold and silver threads embroidered at the end of the robe, and a snow-white long fur, Lang laughed and said: "When I received the news from Brother Zhuge , the eighth princess was in the house, and it was really difficult to get out, so you have been waiting for a long time." His voice is hearty, and his smile is also full of the vitality of a young man, only a pair of eyes are half-squinted, faintly showing a bit of restrained edge, and a silver sable scarf around his neck, which is more and more graceful and luxurious, and graceful. Yan Xun is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he looks like he has the grace and bearing of his age.

"It turned out that the beauty had an appointment, and it seems that we disturbed Yan Shizi's Yaxing." A young man in a pine green brocade robe stepped forward, his voice still had a soft childish voice, he looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, his eyes were crooked, like a fox, and he said with a smile.

Yan Xun smiled faintly, and said neither softly nor hardly: "Second Prince Wei said that he laughed, at the state banquet the day before yesterday, if it wasn't for the second prince who caused me to break the princess's glass cup, there would not be such a flying Yanfu today." Speaking of which, everything is still thanks to the second son. ”

The little boy smiled lowly, not annoyed, turned his head, and said to another young man in a pale blue robe on the side: "See, Mu Yun, I said that Yan Shizi will not give up, and he will definitely reason with me for this matter." ”

Mu Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are there still few people in this imperial city who have suffered from you?" Yan Shizi is good-tempered, if I changed me, I would have killed you the night before yesterday. ”

"Is it still comparable? If you want to chat, you might as well go back! A young man dressed in a black brocade robe stepped forward, with a large bright yellow bow hanging from his waist, which looked like a royal object.

Yan Xun seemed to have only noticed him at this time, jumped off the horse, and saluted respectfully: "It turns out that His Royal Highness the Seventh is also here, please forgive Yan Xun for being clumsy just now." ”

Zhao Che glanced at Yan Xun with slanted eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, even if he said hello, he said straight to Zhuge Huai: "My eighth brother and I have to go to the Shangshufang for dinner, so we don't have so much spare time." ”

Zhuge Huai smiled: "Since Yan Shizi is here, let's start." ”

Wei Xiaogongzi smiled and clapped his hands, "You found something new, take it out and show it to me." ”

Zhao Jue said: "I see a bunch of beast cages transported over there, aren't you looking for us to hunt?" That's not interesting, no wonder your fourth child won't come. ”

Zhuge Huai shook his head and said mysteriously: "When did his awkward personality come to our party?" But I've put a lot of thought into this today, you see. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and slapped it softly, the sound crisp and echoing far away on the pale snow.

In the distance, the empty enclosure fenced off was opened, and Zhuge Huai's entourage pushed six large carriages into the enclosure, and six huge cages were lined up in the clearing, covered with black cloth, and nothing was visible, so that nothing could be seen inside.

Wei Xiaogongzi said with interest: "What's in it?" Zhuge don't sell it anymore. ”

Zhuge Huai smiled and waved his hand to the entourage in the distance, only to hear a smack, the black cloth was pulled down by Qi Qi, Wei Xiaogongzi sighed, was slightly stunned, and then laughed happily.

I saw that the huge cage contained a group of girls who were only seven or eight years old, there were twenty people in each cage, each of them only wore a coarse cloth coat, and there were big words written on the placket on the chest like a prisoner, and the words in each cage were different, including Mu, Wei, Yan, and Zhuge , and Zhao Che and Zhao Jue were distinguished by the words "Che" and "Jue". The group of children, who had been locked in a black cage for a long time, suddenly saw the light, they were all blindfolded, and huddled together in panic, like a group of timid rabbits.

Zhuge Huai said with a smile: "A while ago, a group of Hu people from the Western Regions came to the mansion, and they taught me this game. Later I will have the cages removed and the wolves in the cages released, the beasts who have been starving for three days and have red eyes. We can shoot the beast, or we can shoot the slave in someone else's cage, and after a stick of incense, see who has the most slaves left, even if whoever wins. ”

Wei Xiaogongzi laughed, and clapped his hands first: "It's really interesting, it's fun." ”

Zhuge Huai said: "Then it starts, thirty arrows per person, open the cage." ”

The men were ordered to remove the cages and withdrew from the paddock. The children stood trembling as if there was still a cage trapping them, and they did not dare to move.

Suddenly, only a roar was heard, and the fence gates on both sides were opened, and more than twenty fierce wolves rushed into the paddock, opened their bloody mouths, and roared towards the children!

A huge exclamation suddenly rang out, and children of seven or eight years old screamed in unison, gathered together in a hurry, and ran in the direction where someone was standing. At the same time, sharp arrows from outside the fence rushed violently into the fence. It's just that it's not the ferocious wolves, but the children who run to them.

A fierce bloody aura rose into the sky, and the terrible screams and wails hit the heavens, and the sharp arrows pierced the children's thin shoulder blades, chests and abdomen, and blood gushed out, blooming bright red flowers on their thin bodies. The wolves were stimulated by the smell of blood, and became more fierce and fierce, a wild wolf with a dark blue body quickly jumped up and bit off the neck of a child, and before the child could let out a scream, another wolf tore off a thigh, and his head was also bitten, and Bai Huahua's brain and blood were mixed together, splashing out and sprinkling on the snow-white earth!

The screams were endless, the pain in her shoulders was incomprehensible, her eyelids were heavy like a thousand boulders, and Jing Yue'er's small body was pierced by sharp arrows and nailed to the ground. Her breathing weakened, as if she were dead, but her brow furrowed tightly, getting tighter and tighter. A ferocious wolf slowly approached, looking at the child with flickering fierce eyes, and the foul saliva dragged on longer and longer, and dripped on the child's cheek with a snap.

In the dark, it seems that there are heavenly eyes watching the tragedy of the nether realm, at the moment when the wolf's mouth fell, the child's eyes opened suddenly, the snow was as bright as a knife, without half the timidity and weakness that a child should have, almost instinctively stretched out his hand, pulled the wolf's upper and lower palate up and down, and then raised his head, bit the wolf's outstretched tongue, and tore it hard!

A shrill cry sounded, and everyone turned their heads to look at the child who had bitten the wolf's tongue with a fierce look, and in astonishment, they had forgotten to shoot an arrow.

Zhao Che was the first to react, and when he saw the big word "Che" on the child's body, he immediately laughed, bent his bow and pulled the arrow, and shot it at the throat of the evil wolf with a whoosh.

The wolf wailed and fell to the ground. The devastation in the paddock continued, and the rest of the wolves pursued the other girls, strewn corpses and mutilated limbs all over the place, filled with heart-rending screams and weeping.

Jing Yue'er stood up tremblingly, her eyes widened in disbelief, as if petrified, her small body was torn, her hair was scattered, and her face was pale and covered in blood. The cold wind was blowing, and she seemed to be a weak grass.

With a whoosh, a sharp arrow suddenly fired, Jing Yue'er's body jumped back flexibly, dodging the fatal attack, but the person was small and weak, and was still injured in the calf by the sharp arrow, and blood flowed down.

Wei Xiaogongzi smiled, continued to take the arrow, and shot again.

Zhao Che raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly, bent his bow and arrows, and broke Wei Xiaogongzi's arrow with a whoosh.

The evil wolf behind him followed him like a shadow, and the fishy smell suddenly hit, Jing Yue'er didn't have time to check the injured calf, and rushed in the direction of Zhao Che.

It was this person who had already saved her twice in just such a moment, and in a trance, she quickly chose the direction that was most beneficial to her.

However, she had barely taken two steps forward when a sharp arrow suddenly shot at her feet and struck her feet. The child was stunned for a moment, stopped, then raised his head, frowned, and looked at the black-robed young man riding on a maroon horse in bewilderment.

Zhao Che snorted contemptuously, glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and shot an arrow through the waistcoat of another girl who was running.

The child, who was only five or six years old, fell to the ground with a scream, and the big word "Yan" on his back was stained red with blood, and then was quickly torn by the wolf.

Time is so fast and so slow. The child stood still, stunned. Suddenly, she pursed the corners of her mouth and turned quickly, her speed was extremely fast, and the injured calf did not affect her flexibility in the slightest, and a vicious wolf chased after her, pounced on her, and was escaped by a fraction of a second.

In one corner of the enclosure lay a pile of sticks and weeds for the horses, and the child picked up a stick and struck it the waist of a wolf that had attacked without looking back.