Xingyuan Mansion went all the way to the west and entered the territory of Tubo, and the land gradually became desolate, and the population became more and more sparse. Wu Shijiu didn't have much dry food with him, so he could only pick some pine cones along the way, and occasionally pick some game to satisfy his hunger. Traveling west along the official road, you can find traces left by Pan Luozhi and Yuwen Jiugu when they rested every hundred miles. Wu Shijiu knew that the big black foot was fast, and it was getting closer and closer to Shuangxi. On this day, suddenly there was a big river in front of me, dozens of zhang wide, the angry waves roared, the water was turbulent, and at a glance, there was no ferrying boat in sight.

Wu Shijiu searched along the riverbank and finally found a few herdsmen, because of the language barrier, they communicated for a long time before they learned that there was a wooden bridge upstream. But when he rode his horse to the bridge, he couldn't help but be angry, it turned out that Pan Luozhi and others in order to prevent him from chasing, after crossing the river, the wooden bridge was demolished, the cornerstone of the bridge on both sides of the bank was still there, but the logs were taken away, if you want to cross the river, unless you build a new wooden bridge. According to the design of the bridge foundation, at least dozens of thick and long logs were required to build it.

Whether it was the Nine Spirits Technique or the Light Skill, he could leap over, but when he crossed the river by himself, what should Da Hei do? If he wants to catch up with Pan Luozhi and the others, he still needs Da Hei's foot strength.

It is surrounded by endless meadows and barren beaches, and there are a few pines and cypresses not far away, but they are all low and small trees, which have not yet reached maturity. As he was hesitating, he heard the sound of horses' hooves on the other side of the river, rolling up clouds of smoke and dust. A short time later, a group of men and horses came running from afar.

When he got closer, Wu Shijiu saw clearly, it turned out to be a cavalry squad, the first one was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young monk, wearing a gray cloth monk's robe, riding on a snow-white war horse and constantly waving a leather whip, the horse pulled away its four hooves and ran as if flying, followed by a young man in a leather jacket, straddling two hard bows, putting an iron spear on the saddle, and behind the two people were more than 100 light cavalry.

The 100 men came to the river and restrained their horses, and they all shouted and spoke in the Tibetan dialect. I think I was anxious to see that the wooden bridge was destroyed and I couldn't cross the river. When the young man in the leather jacket saw a tall horse on the opposite bank, and a young man from the Central Plains was sitting on the horse's back, he tore open his throat and shouted, "Hey...... Excuse me, sir, where is the wood on the bridge?"

Wu Shijiu saw that they were in a hurry to cross the river, thinking that maybe these people could help him, and replied loudly: "It was ruined, if you want to cross the river, unless you build a new bridge." ”

When the young man heard this, he rubbed his hands in a hurry, turned his head and said to the young monk: "Jueru Zampu, there is no road ahead, you take your entourage to the north along the river and go to Qinzhou to find General Cao Wei, as long as the Song court recognizes your identity, or has a glimmer of life, I will take someone to stop them here and delay the time." ”

The young man clasped his palms together and lowered his eyebrows, and then said after a moment: "Brother Arrow Slave, since this is the divine will of Tui Bagawa, you and I should follow the divine will, fight to the death against that demon monk here, die in this river land, and become a child of God." ”

The young man known as the arrow slave rolled off his saddle and dismounted, knelt in front of the young horse, and wept: "Jueru Zanpu, you are the reincarnation of the true god and Buddha for so many years, and you will lead the Michuan Department to revive the majesty of Tibet in the future, how can you say such a thing, if you die, won't you let Li Lizun and Wen Puqi's two dog thieves succeed? We people are desperate to protect you, aren't we sacrificing in vain? You go quickly, go quickly!"

The young man wanted to say something more, but the arrow slave stood up and slapped his palm on the white horse, the horse was in pain, and with a long roar, he spread his hooves and galloped north along the river bank, and dozens of followers in the team patted their horses and followed.

Seeing that they were divided into two groups, Wu Shijiu was anxious, and said loudly: "Hey...... Don't go, just find some wood and build another bridge?"

Who knew that the arrow slave ignored it, but just ordered his men to line up with their backs to the river, pick up their shields and spears, and prepare to meet the enemy. After a cup of tea, there was a sound of "boom" in the distance, and Wu Shijiu could feel the earth trembling when he stood on this side of the river. I saw that the mountains were all black and oppressive, all of them were heavily armored cavalry, not to mention more than a thousand people. Each soldier was well-armed in willow armor, with long and short stiff bows diagonally and quivers on his back, and long knives and shields hung on both sides of the saddle bridge.

More than 1,000 heavy cavalry came to the river in a moment, and when they saw these dozens of people blocking the riverbank, they all reined in their horses and lined up. First, an old monk, and another leader-like man rode to the front of the two armies. The leader was fat, big-eared, with a lock of hair in the middle of his bare skull, and a face full of hobby meat. He took the trouble to raise a fat finger and carefully counted the number of people on the other side, and muttered, "Fifty-three, fifty-four...... Ashinavi, you are such a small person, you want to stop our Hehuang Iron Horse? Hehe, I only need to wave my hand, and this golden iron horse can crush you to pieces. Hand him over, and I will guarantee that you will be promoted to Dongben (the head of a thousand households), and you will no longer have to be a slave, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth for the rest of your life. ”

He spoke the local language, Wu Shijiu couldn't understand a word, but when he heard the pronunciation of the four words "Ashinawei", his heart moved: Is he talking about Ashinavi? That is the seventh psychic messenger I am looking for, the picture book says that Ashinawei is in the Gasi grassland, it should be in the territory of Tubo, could it be among these people?

He was thinking about it when he saw the arrow slave suddenly take off his longbow, take out the carved arrow from the quiver, and shoot it at the leader with a "whoosh". The arrow was extraordinary, faintly mixed with rumbling thunder.

When the leader saw him take the arrow, his face had already changed color, and he thought that he had already known that the opponent's bow and crossbow were powerful, and when the arrow was fired, he was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his body.

Suddenly, a big hand stretched out from the side and grabbed the carved arrow with a "bang", and the body of the arrow buzzed and trembled in his hand. It was the old monk next to him who came to the rescue, this old monk had a withered face, his eight-character eyebrows were obliquely raised, a pair of triangular eyes appeared fiercely, a crooked hooked nose, and thin lips, looking indispensable. He took the arrow and looked at it for a moment, then with a slight break of his hands, he broke the feathered arrow into two pieces.

"Running thunder arrows are nothing more than that, arrow slave, I advise you to get acquainted, do you still want to make waves...... the old monk said, flicking the broken arrow with the arrow lightly, and shooting straight towards the arrow slave, with a strong momentum.

The arrow slave didn't answer, and another arrow was shot, and the two arrows collided together in mid-air, and fell to the ground with a "ding".

The samurai in the opposite military formation applauded: "Good archery, good archery!"

The Tibetan warriors have always admired heroes and warriors, and everyone saw that the old monk and the arrow slave were fighting equally, and they all applauded, especially after the arrow slave shot this arrow, it seemed that everyone was cheering for him. A Dongben in the first row shouted especially loudly, but the old monk suddenly turned around and a cold light flashed, and before people could see what was going on, the Dongben was in a different place, his head flew up and Lao Gao fell into the military formation, and his body was still sitting upright on the horse, and the blood in his cavity was spurting everywhere.

The old monk glanced around fiercely and said, "Who dares to applaud this slave, he will not be spared!"

Dongben, who was killed by him, has already achieved the position of the head of a thousand households, and it is said that his official position is not low, but he was shown to the public just because he drank a few cheers, and the samurai next to him dared to speak out again.

The arrow slave said in a loud voice: "Listen to the warriors of Hehuang, Wen Puqi is greedy and exploits the people, this demon monk Li Lizun is cruel by nature and arbitrary in the country, you have also seen his methods just now." After the deception that you hunted down and killed, Nan Lingwen is the reincarnation of the real god and Buddha, only he is your Zampu, he is the ......"

Halfway through his words, the old monk Li Lizun slapped the war horse under his crotch and rushed over, taking off a long knife from the bird's wing ring and chopping it off. The arrow slave raised the iron gun in his hand and stopped the long knife, the two people turned around in the stirrups, and the arrow slave sneered: "Why, I said it, do you have nowhere to hide your ugly things?"

Li Lizun didn't answer, picked up the long knife and slashed it twice, the arrow slave raised his gun to greet him, the two collided with knives and guns, splashing countless sparks, you come and I fight in one place.

Wu Shijiu looked from afar across the river, and saw that although the old monk was old, his sword skills were fierce and vicious, his body was smart, and the war horse he rode was well coordinated, and he did not lose to the young man in one move. And the archery slave's marksmanship is even more magical, a little cold man arrives first, and then the gun is like a dragon, lifting, blocking, winding, turning, and circling...... Deeply won the essence of the battle array marksmanship, a spear danced like a dragon. Seeing that after dozens of rounds, Li Lizun sold a flaw coldly, and he turned the horse's head to return to his own phalanx.

The arrow slave was young and vigorous, so he was willing to give up and chased after him. Seeing that he was about to catch up, a cloud suddenly rose from the flat ground, surrounding him with people and horses, and in an instant he almost reached the point where he couldn't see his fingers. He knew that there was a deception, and shouted loudly: "Li Lizun, what kind of demon law are you using to ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the golden wind on the left side was blowing, Li Lizun's long knife had already been chopped, and the arrow slave hurriedly raised his gun to block, and the big knife move was forcibly taken back before the old man was made, and only the arrow slave was left in the clouds. He turned his horse's head to the left, and the cloud followed to the left, and when he turned to the right, the cloud went to the right, and always hung around the arrowman.

Wu Shijiu could see clearly on the side, the old monk used the water cloud trick, because there was water near the river, he used internal force to urge the cloud spirit trick and the water spirit trick to form a cloud with a very high concentration, trapping the arrow slave in it, and he was waiting for the opportunity around the periphery, this trick is really insidious, the people trapped in the clouds and mist can't see the direction of the enemy clearly, and the murder is more auspicious.

Sure enough, Li Lizun quietly went around to the back of the arrow slave, slowly lifted the long knife, and slashed over, the arrow slave listened to the wind in the clouds and mist to distinguish the position, and the spear decisively parried back, but this time it was empty again. Li Lizun didn't wait for the knife and gun to intersect, and withdrew the big knife to slash downward, this time he deliberately slowed down, allowing the knife to slowly approach the position of the horse's leg, wanting to wait until he was close before suddenly exerting force.

This move is very vicious, people trapped in the clouds and mist is equivalent to the loss of their eyes, can only rely on the ears to identify the direction of the attack, if he so quietly approached and then cast a killing move, the other party waited until it was discovered, but it was too late.

Wu Shijiu was the most disdainful about this kind of sneaky and insidious tricks, thinking that this old monk was not vicious, he had already taken advantage of it, and he used Shui Yun Jue, and then used this kind of vicious moves, it was too deceitful. He thought to himself, and involuntarily shouted, "Be careful behind, someone will cut your horse's leg." ”

He knew that the young man could speak Chinese and could understand it, so he reminded him loudly. Sure enough, I saw that the spear of the arrow slave did not block, but came out of the cloud and mist, and went straight to Li Lizun's door.

Wu Shijiu secretly applauded, this move is to attack and defend, forcing the enemy to save himself, which is really clever. Li Lizun's body had already leaned out from the horse, and he didn't have time to lean back, so he could only block the long knife upward, and the blades of the two sides finally intersected. In an instant, the arrow slave who was in the cloud and mist knew the opponent's position, and seized the gap like lightning and flint, and a big gun came out of the hole like a giant python, and a little cold light went straight to Li Lizun, all of which were killing moves.

This rush made Li Lizun in a hurry, and he didn't pay attention, and the monk's robe was pierced. He followed the source of the sound with fierce eyes, found Wu Shijiu on the other side of the river, and shouted: "Wu Na Song people, what a bold person is bad for me!"

Wu Shijiu was angry and said loudly: "You have already relied on many to win, and you are still engaged in this kind of unsightly trick, are the Tubo people so despicable and shameless?"

He forced out these words with internal force, and every word clearly entered the ears of the Tubo knights on the other side, and many of them knew Chinese, and they were somewhat dissatisfied with what Li Lizun had done, so they began to turn their heads and ears.

"Who is this man?"

"I don't know, but what people say makes sense, we already have the chance to win, do we still use this method?"

"It's really not righteous for the holy monk to do this. ”

"Shh......h Don't let the holy monk hear it, Lord Dongben shouted a few times and was killed by him, don't set yourself on fire, don't set yourself on fire, it's ......"

When the two armies were fighting, the most taboo was that the army's heart was unstable, and the people's hearts were fluctuating in the battle. At this time, seeing that this person on the other side was shaken, he suddenly took out three carved arrows and shot them at Wu Shijiu at the same time.

This big river is about dozens of zhang wide, and the average archer's feather arrows shoot to the opposite bank, and the arrows have no stamina, but Li Lizun's three arrows are like clockwork, and their strength is not weakened, and they go straight to Wu Shijiu's face, chest, and lower abdomen, flying dozens of zhang, and the strength of the head is not bad at all.