Ashina Qisang raised his eyes to look at the four fields, when the wind and snow raged in the season passed, the blue and clear firmament became blue again, through the field, still with a bit of cool breeze, swept the white clouds, floating and changing, from the far-reaching sight, slowly passed, to the direction he could not look back.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that when he was young, lying on the endless grassland, surrounded by a flock of sheep like clouds, he let go of his mind and looked at the clouds like a flock of sheep in a daze.

His nation, with sheep, cattle and horses, pastures, and pawns as a symbol of wealth, by this standard, his surname, became the richest representative of the grassland, but at that time he was not satisfied, he knew from all kinds of books, and the Han people's narration, that outside the grassland, there are also vast splendid rivers and mountains, there are powerful empires and monarchs, they live in brick and earth city-states, splendid palaces, they are the overlords of the world, dressed in silk and satin, enjoying the worship of warriors of all ethnic groups.

They may not be able to ride and shoot at all, or even conquer a hungry wolf, but they have the power to kill and kill the world.

Ashina Qisan was not envious or jealous, but he thought, why can't I take his place?

Why can't the warriors under the Kunlun Mountain become the overlords of the splendid country, his nation is the most courageous nation on the grassland, why should they be ridiculed as barbarians and despised by those Chinese monarchs and ministers who are weak and weak?

He wants to change and subvert all this, his ambition is to destroy the civilization that thinks it is superior with the scimitar in his hand, the iron horse that he straddles, and the world should respect the courage of the warrior, the strong style, not the delicate and weak, the so-called elegance that is soft to the bones.

But he still failed!

He was once only one step away from success, but in the end he was reduced to the point where his hands were tied and he was captured alive.

The snow on the Kunlun Mountains, between the canxiong and the green fields, the bright silver white stinged Ashina Qisang's eyes.

On this day, he was pursued by the Zhou army deep into the wilderness, the army of the Son of Heaven under the personal leadership of the Emperor of Zhou, under the Kunlun Mountains, and Qisang finally chose to confront Zi head-on, because he did not allow himself, who was known as the son of the Kunlun God, to become a lost dog, and survived by fleeing.

Running farther away, he will lose everything, proud Ashina Qisan, not unable to die, but unable to tolerate humiliating survival.

But not all the soldiers, still defending the leader's ambitions, Qi Sang's army began to break and flee, and those who stayed were warriors, they were now, already bleeding blood, and died on the land that he loved all his life, Qi Sang did not escape He Ye's arrows this time, he just hoped to return to Kunlun Mountain and die in the holy snow, but he was seriously injured and he was unable to do so, he was captured by the pursuers, and then escorted to his fierce enemy.

Before He Ye's mount, Qi Sang had already completed his life's journey, and he knew that this was his end.

A thick smell of blood surrounded the wilderness that gradually calmed down after the fierce battle.

Because of the advent of spring, the tender grass that has not germinated for a long time is irrigated by blood, and it is unknown whether it can grow more luxuriantly, but there is no doubt that since this spring, this land will once again be under the rule of the Great Zhou, and above the Wuqi, the male lord who finally conquered the Turks, the still young king of the Great Zhou Empire, through the first example, re-inspired the soldiers who had won the disastrous victory in Shengzhou, they survived the harsh winter, overcame the harsh climate, and unsurprisingly won the complete victory of this battle.

He Ye is so far, it is enough to look at the world.

At this time, he was looking at Chisang, a desperate enemy, a warrior covered in blood, a defeated and captured Turkic king, standing at the end of the road, but no matter how much he was scolded and persecuted, he still refused to kneel.

He Ye's eyes gradually filled with a smile.

It is a smile of appreciation, although it is a hostile side, but for the spirit of the brave, He Ye has always been willing to appreciate.

He raised his arm slightly, stopping the soldiers' rebuke, and the young emperor jumped off his horse and stood in front of Chisang.

"Untie."

The soldiers only hesitated a little about the king's order.

"I'm very glad that I am a strong enemy in this life, and I am indeed a warrior." He Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and ordered again: "Serve the wine." ”

This is the battlefield, naturally there is no gold ou jade cup, two large skins filled with water and wine, one for He Ye and one for Qisang.

"There will be no more opportunities to drink with you in the future, but it is a courtesy for a warrior to pay tribute to wine." He Ye held the bag and stretched it forward.

Qi Sang also smiled, the two skins struck three times, and each drank it up.

"Ashina's defeat in the hands of He Ye is not a pity." Throwing the skin bag away, Qi Sang hugged his fist slightly: "I still hope that Emperor Zhou will agree, and Rong Qisang will kill himself." ”

The son of the god Kunlun, he does not want to die under the sword of the enemy.

"Return his saber." He Ye is also willing to fulfill the pride of the warriors.

Qi Sang knelt on the ground, but it was towards the Kunlun Mountain far away, he tried his best, but he still couldn't return to the holy place, his fist went straight to his chest, his eyes muttered with tears, he knelt down extremely reverently, the sound of the blade out of the sheath was simply resolute, and then the blood splashed three feet, and his life returned to the netherworld.

This is the fourth year of revival, on the seventh day of the fourth month, with the defeat of Ashina Qisang, the Turks once again destroyed the country, the good news was transmitted to Kyoto at a rapid pace, and He Ye was also ready to drive back to Beijing.

But because of the victory of this war, because of the royal expedition, of course, the celebration will not wait until after returning to Beijing, the night of Qi Sang's self-slaughter, the place where the army is stationed, began to carnival, and reward the bravery, one of them, recommended by Qin Ming, was summoned by the Son of Heaven to reward.

This person's surname is Ji, the name is stationed in the collar, originally under the command of Jiang Dao, the battle of Tongguan, he made meritorious service, awarded the lieutenant of Zhenwei, the post of the general of the army, this expedition to the Turks, because of Jiang Dao's strong recommendation, awarded the left vanguard, during the pursuit war, had rescued Qin Ming was not ambushed, and this time he captured Ashina Qisang, Ji Zhuling made the first meritorious service, with this meritorious service, it is indeed worthy of the reward of the Son of Heaven.

He Ye was not unimpressed with Ji Zhuling, in fact, when he fought a decisive battle with the Turkic Department at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, he left a comment that this vanguard was extremely brave, and after careful inspection, he saw that although his temples were slightly mixed with silver wires, he had iron shoulders and steel backbones, and his demeanor was very resolute, and he was not shocked by honor and disgrace.

I was very happy in my heart, and I promoted my rank in public, and asked about the situation of his family's children.

The Son of Heaven is so concerned, it is naturally the glory of the courtiers, but the Ji Zhu Collar replied: "When the minister was young, his parents died, he had made a living by begging, eighteen enlisted in the army, and he had not married a wife or an heir, he was lonely in this life, and he never hoped for glory and wealth to seal his wife and son, and the saint asked the ministers to wish, there was only one thing, the minister heard that the saint was brave and good at fighting, but he regretted that he had no chance to test the swordsmanship. ”

The soldiers were mostly proud of their bravery, and at this time, no one expected Ji Zhuling to have other intentions, and they all echoed in unison, all wanting to watch this rare event, after all, the vast majority of the soldiers had never witnessed the swordsmanship and martial arts of the Son of Heaven, and they also knew that if they missed this opportunity, they might never have the opportunity to watch it again.

Even Qin Ming smiled silently, not feeling the slightest danger.

In fact, when He Ye was still "Qin Balang", he often learned martial arts with his subordinates, otherwise the vanguard army at that time would not be so easy to be convinced by the commander, the real army, advocating courage and courage for military merits, not birth and position, an excellent general, will not refuse the challenge from his subordinates, when the war has been exhausted, it is commonplace to compete in the army.

He Ye won the world right away, and he was accustomed to the military atmosphere, so he naturally would not refuse Ji Zhuling's invitation to fight.

Only Bai Shiheng, the staff officer of the march, felt deeply uneasy, and admonished: "The saint is driven by dignity, and the first soldier is already in danger, how can he use the sword with his subordinates again, in case he misses ......."

There was a commotion all around.

Bai Shiheng had no choice but to keep silent.

In fact, he did not suspect that he was suspicious of his intentions, but he just adhered to the thinking of prudence, but although he was familiar with the art of war and had detailed references to the terrain of all parties, he also understood that in the eyes of many soldiers, he was still a civil official, and he was somewhat convicted of pedantic and out of place.

Even Xiao gradually entered, and went over to comfort: "Staff Officer Bai don't worry, although Captain Ji is brave, the saint will not fall behind." ”

If you persist any longer, you will be questioning the ability of the Son of Heaven.

He Ye is indeed not in vain, and before the competition, he made it clear: "This is a competition, not a drill, so I will not tolerate any mercy, and it can be regarded as respecting Captain Ji." ”

In less than ten rounds, Ji Zhu was already forced to be embarrassed, gritted his teeth and raised his sword to resist the attack, with a "sonorous" sound, the sword was broken in two, and he was hit by a cold front on his shoulder, so he could only kneel and admit defeat.

In the cheering and thunder, He Ye stepped forward to help him.

Bai Shiheng's worries can be replayed.

I saw Ji Zhu, who was kneeling down and admitting defeat, suddenly burst out, felt out the short dagger on his waist, and hit the chest of the Son of Heaven.

At this time, both in the military camp, under heavy siege, and not in wartime, He Ye was not wearing armor, if he was attacked successfully, he would definitely be killed on the spot, but although he had no precautions, he was indeed skilled, dodging to avoid a blow, who knew that Ji Zhuling had already prepared to be difficult to hit with a blow, and shot straight with a sleeve arrow.

The distance was so close that He Ye was difficult to dodge, and he was hit by an arrow in his right arm.

And Xiao Yanjin, who was the first to come back to his senses, had already rushed forward, and stabbed Ji Zhuling with a sword, and the blade pierced his left shoulder.

In front of everyone's eyes, Ji Zhuling actually assassinated the Son of Heaven, Xiao gradually intuitively felt that this person was installed by the Queen Mother, so he avoided the key point and took the subdued and captured him alive, but when he saw Ji Zhuling fall to the ground, a sly smile swept by, and the corners of his lips were already overflowing with black blood.

Apparently committed suicide by biting the poison sac.

Qin Ming was a little late, and he only had time to help the Son of Heaven, his mind was blank at this time, and he was relieved until he saw that the Son of Heaven was only injured in his right arm.

He Ye felt that it was okay at first, he still had the strength to pull out the dark arrow by himself, and when Tian Bu wedge rushed forward, he even ordered to rescue Ji Zhuling, but in just a moment, he felt that the right half of his body was stiff and could not move, and his vision was blurred, so that he could not breathe and detoxify at all.

On this night, on the field, although the moon shadow was gone, the stars were bright.

Where He Ye's gaze was fixed, there was a dazzling white light in the east.

No matter how bright the stars and moon were, they couldn't illuminate the city thousands of miles away, where there were his family, his beloved wife and young son, and he promised them that they would definitely go back, but this time, he seemed to have no choice but to break his promise.

Yiyi, Chi'er, you ......

Even thinking can only be mutilated, and the dazzling white light finally turns dim.