Bibai is an old fox, and he doesn't tell his terms all at once.

More like an experienced gambler, carefully judging the situation and thinking about how to use the chips in his hand to get the most out of it.

Although Du Wenlin is young, he is thoughtful and knows how to put it away freely.

After he had finished speaking, he stopped talking, stared at him, and forced him to make a statement.

He coughed, cleared his throat, and said unhurriedly:

Although the old man was forced to follow Liu Dongyang and rebelled against the court, after all, the wood was already in the boat, and it was difficult to collect it. How is it possible to go back after taking this step? ”

As he spoke, he shook his head, paused, and looked at Du Wenlin.

"Life is long, who can be right? Knowing the mistake and correcting it is the only thing that a gentleman does. If you make a mistake, don't you deliberately push yourself into the abyss from which you will never recover? Mencius said, 'Those who know their fate do not stand under the rock wall', knowing that it is a gamble with no chance of winning, why should they bury their wealth in it? After a pause, Du Wenlin continued:

"Now that His Majesty's decree has been issued, the general can put aside his worries and take advantage of the situation to end the war. It is not only the blessing of the community, but also the name of the history and the eternal fame! ”

Bibai's eyes were refreshed, and it seemed that he was tempted.

After a moment of silence, he said:

"The old man is nearing the age of sixteen, and it doesn't matter whether the future is bitter or sweet, and the only thing he cares about is the safety of his children. I can agree to the court's conditions and stop fighting, but the court must also make a guarantee that my family will not be affected by the past. ”

Du Wenlin Zhengse said:

"General, please rest assured, when I go back, I will ask Mei Jianjun and Governor Wei and others to jointly draft a peace proposal, which will not only ensure the safety of the general's family and generals, but also ask the general to be the real 'trilateral chief military officer'."

Hearing Du Wenlin mention this self-appointed official position, the old face couldn't help but blush slightly.

"Then the old man is waiting for good news!"

Du Wenlin was about to say goodbye, when suddenly a rush of footsteps came, and a bearded man in the prime of life about thirty years old walked in.

He did not salute when he came in, but straightened his neck and shouted:

"Godfather, I'm back."

Du Wenlin's heart sank, this person he knew, it was the person who was cut unconscious by him in the barracks that night.

He probably didn't know Du Wenlin, because he hadn't seen him since he was awake.

I didn't expect it to be Bibai's godson.

wants to do animal things to his sister in the middle of the night, which shows his low character

"Oh, Yun'er is back. Tana, why didn't I come back with you? Bibai asked.

The man in the prime of life wrote:

"My sister came back with me, and I don't know where I went when I entered the house?"

As he spoke, he tilted his head and squinted at Du Wenlin:

"Who is he?"

"He is a messenger sent by the Ming army." Bibai is truthfully introduced.

"What is he here for? Persuasion? The man in the prime of life had a fierce look in his eyes.

"Hmm." It can be seen that Bibai doesn't want to talk to him about it.

"This is the old man's righteous son, Biyun." Bibai introduced to Du Wenlin.

"Hello boy!" Du Wenlin arched.

"Humph!" Biyun snorted coldly, turned his head and said to Biyun:

"Father-in-law, at this critical moment, you must beware of the enemy's spies!"

Bibai just nodded slightly, ignoring it.

Du Wenlin didn't want to entangle with him, so he took his leave.

As soon as he left Ningxia City, Du Wenlin noticed that there were more than a dozen people with black scarves riding behind him.

The mind is alert, and it feels like trouble may be coming.

So he beat his horse and galloped.

After running for less than half an hour, the people behind suddenly increased their speed, and they were all riding bloody horses in the Western Regions, and their feet were extremely fast, and they caught up in a moment.

They surrounded Du Wenlin, drew their scimitars, and pointed them at Du Wenlin.

In order to hide his identity, Du Wenlin did not bring any weapons with him when he came, and was surrounded by enemies at this time, so he could only look for opportunities to brake quietly.

"Kill!" With a low shout, a dozen scimitars attacked the middle together.

In their opinion, more than a dozen battle-hardened warriors should be easier to deal with an unarmed young man like Du Wenlin than an eagle to pounce on a chicken.

However, when their scimitars were cut down, they found that the young man had disappeared.

Suddenly, a masked samurai snorted, and "Poof" fell from his horse.

I saw a gray figure leaping from the back of one horse to the other like a whirlwind, and the figure was everywhere, and the palm of his hand fell, and he slashed at the back of the rider's head, and the person who was cut down instantly carried off the horse.

The crowd had formed a circle, but they did not notice how the young man in the middle had escaped, and he had not only managed to escape, but also attacked from behind them.

Everyone is not mediocre, they have all broken through in countless battles, and they have seen countless masters.

But it was the first time I had seen such a method of killing.

Using his horse as a springboard, Du Wenlin spun behind the masked killers at incredible speed, and by the time they wanted to turn their horses' heads to fight, it was too late.

In a moment, except for the two people who had been standing ten meters away on horseback and had not intervened, only three of the dozen or so masked killers in front of them remained.

The three palmed souls were terrified, and hurriedly urged the horses to flee the scene.

The two masked men standing in the distance glanced at each other, and the man in the blue shirt urged the horse to gallop over, and before he could get close, he suddenly leaped up from the horse's back and swooped down on Du Wenlin like an eagle falcon.

When the figure in the blue shirt was about to reach the top of Du Wenlin's head, his right hand flipped over, and a silver steel short spear slipped out of his sleeve and stabbed directly into Du Wenlin's face.

Du Wenlin was shocked, and instantly knew who the person opposite was.

It was Wei Dongqing, the "future star" of the Ying family, who came.

In a hurry, he leaned back, his back pressed against the horse's back, and the short spear pierced above his nose.

Dodging the first wave of the short spear's attack, Du Wenlin's right hand slammed out towards Wei Dongqing's stomach, if he was lucky, his strength was enough to knock the opponent's body away, and even if he didn't die, he had to peel off his skin.

Wei Dongqing couldn't hit a blow, so he hurriedly stretched out his left hand, pressed it on Du Wenlin's right fist, and flew straight out with the momentum, landing five meters away.

The two attacked each other in a flash of light, and each secretly admired the opponent's extraordinary ability.

Wei Dongqing tore off the black scarf, revealing a pale face:

"Du Wenlin, we meet again."

"Wei Dongqing, not only did you participate in the 'Red Seal Sect' and harm the people in the Guannei, but you didn't expect to come to Ningxia to help the rebels, so you weren't afraid of bringing disaster to the Ying family?"

"Without further ado, this is your place to bury today." Wei Dongqing looked around, as if he was looking for a place to bury himself for the other party:

"Not to mention, buried in the desert land, there are few disturbances, but it is also quiet."

As he spoke, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

Du Wenlin picked up a scimitar:

"It's hard to say who will kill the deer, so let's do it."

Wei Dongqing shook his short spear and shot it like an arrow off the string.

Du Wenlin's scimitar combined with Huashan's swordsmanship was both offensive and defensive, and it was on par with Wei Dongqing's short spear.

Both of them have the blood of the "Night Clan" in their bodies, and they both have the super abilities of that nation.

An hour passed, and the two figures of gray and blue who were constantly winding and attacking did not slow down at all, but Wei Dongqing's wheezing sound was much louder than it was at the beginning.

Du Wenlin's forehead also has fine beads of sweat oozing, and the super fast speed consumes physical strength, if it weren't for the usual diligent practice of meditation and hard cultivation, I am afraid that now he will be the same as Wei Dongqing, wheezing like a cow.

The masked man, who had been standing by and watching the battle, was already a little impatient, reached out and tore off the face towel and drew his scimitar.

Du Wenlin had already guessed from his body that he was most likely Biyun, the righteous son of Bibai, and now he showed his true face, it was him.

Biyun brandished a scimitar and joined the battle group, with his skills, he could not pose much threat to Du Wenlin, but he had to resist Wei Dongqing's attack and guard against his sneak attack, and he was tired of coping for a while.

Half an hour passed, and Du Wenlin was sweating profusely, and his movements were obviously much slower than at the beginning.

And Wei Dongqing was much more relaxed than just now because of the echo of the clouds, and the attack of the short spear in his hand was like a strong wind on the desert, and it was tight for a while.

Du Wenlin's heart was gloomy:

"It seems that I am really going to bury myself in the vast Gobi today. I am not afraid of death, but unfortunately I have no chance to realize my ambition. ”

Cao Cuizhu's figure flashed through his mind, and his heart was full of nostalgia and apology.

After a little distraction, the short spear instantly stabbed to the chest, and in a critical situation, Du Wenlin did not dodge, and the scimitar in his hand swung towards Wei Dongqing's stomach, this is the same way of fighting, even if the short spear pierced into his body, Wei Dongqing would inevitably be disemboweled.

Wei Dongqing stiffly stopped his rapidly leaping body, the scimitar slashed in front of his stomach, and the hem of his robe was blown by the knife wind.

Both of them broke out in a cold sweat.

didn't stop for a moment, shook up their spirits, and fought together again.

A cloud of yellow dust rose in the distance, and in a moment a group of men and horses came to him.

The leader is none other than Bibai's daughter, Bitana.

"Stop!" She shouted.

The three grappling men each jumped out of the way and looked at her.

"Father ordered you both to go back to him at once." Bitana said to Biyun and Wei Dongqing.

Biyun shook his head at Wei Dongqing:

"Let's get rid of this kid first."

Wei Dongqing hesitated a little, and Biyun had already pounced on Du Wenlin with a knife.

"Biyun, do you dare to disobey your father's orders?" Bitana's voice was fierce.

Biyun reluctantly reluctantly put away the knife and retreated, and said to Du Wenlin fiercely:

"You can escape today, but you can't escape tomorrow. You wait! ”

and Wei Dongqing got on the horse and went to Ningxia City.

Du Wenlin wiped his sweat and stepped forward:

"Thank you, Miss, for breaking the siege!"

Bitana jumped off her horse and smiled:

"We Tatars have a proverb that good people have flowers all the way, and evil people are full of thorns. Warrior, you are the good one who will always be under the favor of Allah. ”

Du Wenlin scratched his head and said with a smile:

"If Miss hadn't arrived in time today, I'm afraid Allah wouldn't have taken care of me."

Bitana straightens her braids that hang down her chest:

"Someone reported to my father, saying that Biyun brought in and went out of the city with you, and my father was not at ease, so I asked me to bring someone over to take a look, but I didn't expect him to be so bold and reckless, and he intercepted and killed you halfway without telling my father."

Du Wenlin remembered Biyun's behavior towards her that night, and sighed secretly in his heart, and couldn't help asking:

"How could such a man be your brother?"

"It's a long story. His father was once a general under my father's command, and was seriously wounded in battle with other tribes. When he was dying, he asked his father to take his only son as his adopted son. This child was changed to my family's surname, which is Biyun. Who would have thought that his character was extremely low and he often violated military regulations. The father remembered that his father had died for the tribe, and he could not bear to punish him, but who knew that not only did he not know how to restrain himself, but he became more and more arrogant. ”

After all, these are her family's private affairs, and Du Wenlin didn't say much, so he asked instead:

"When did Wei Dongqing come to Ningxia City?"

"You know him?" Bitana was a little surprised.

"Well, I've seen it a few times."

"He came here a month ago."

"Do you know what he's here for?"

"According to my father, he was sent by the 'Red Confession', and he came here to assist his father in defending the city, and secondly, to serve as a liaison between the 'Red Confession' and Ningxia City."

Du Wenlin thought to himself, since Wei Dongqing appeared here, the Ying triplets probably came with him.

These four people join forces, who else can restrain them?

I can't help but be a little worried.

"Did he come alone?" Du Wenlin asked.

"For the time being, I'm only seeing him."

Du Wenlin remembered that the three brothers belonged to the "children of the night", and they couldn't come out to act during the day, and it was forgivable that she hadn't seen them.

"Thank you again for the help of the young lady, and take your leave. Maybe it won't be long before we'll see you again. ”

With that, he jumped on his horse and headed south.

Bitana looked at Du Wenlin's disappearing back, her eyes were full of reluctance and helplessness.