The autumn sun shines through the curtains. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bai Ning sat inside, the silver filaments reflected the dizzying inches, he looked at the information sent by the low table along the way recently, and analyzed.

The Jurchens have already ordered Yanjing, the death of the Empress Dowager Xiao of the Liao State, and the same plan as the Wuzhou and Jurchens, cutting in from north to south to block the sixteen states of Yanyun.

Wanyan Zonghan, Wanyan Zongbi, Wanyan Yinkeshu and Wanyan Lou Room followed......

Eventually, all in one place, NSW.

......

Things will continue to have new changes, and they will continue to be sent, Bai Ning feels that it is a bit risky to fight this battle, but after all, he has to fight, as for what will happen in the future, he may not all know, the current Jurchens are too strong.

After September, in October, the sky was white.

A few more days had passed on the way to New South Wales, and there were still two days to go before his destination, when he lifted the curtain, which was basically where the grassland and the forest sea met, and the autumn sun made the originally vigorous and verdant fields mottled in an instant. The birch forests are shining a brilliant yellow, the larches are proudly stretching green, and the wild fruits are intoxicating red.

"Stop and let the team rest here. Through the curtain, Bai Ning commanded.

Then, the wheels stopped.

He stepped out of the carriage, stepped on the thick layer of apricot leaves on the ground, took a deep breath, and finally he beckoned, and Gao Muen stepped forward, "What does the Overseer command?" ”

"Ordered, Kuaima informed Xin Xingzong to go to Liang Yuanchui and their military camp in Xinzhou to see the governor, and he would not wait for the time to come. ”

Gao Muen wrote down the words and retreated. Over there, Bai Ning walked into this birch forest with his hands in his hands, and when the wind came, he stroked the silver hair and slipped down his shoulders, and on the top of his head, the leaves shook lightly and fluttered down.

A leaf was pinched by his palm, unfolded, and showed a smile: "The autumn colors of the northern country are a different flavor, such a great river and mountain, if it is given to a foreign race, it will be sad." ”

Cao Shaoqing stood the white dragon sword at his feet, and there was also a look of intoxication in his eyes, "Han people's things, even if they are broken copper and iron, they are also our Han people, but unfortunately Shaoqing is also a palace torturer....."

This statement is true. Bai Ning let go of his palm and let the dead leaf fall to the ground, "No matter how messy our house is, it is also a matter of our own family." ”

After walking for a while, Gao Muen took a few people to find a spacious place, spread a white cloth, set up a small table, and presented preserved meat, desserts, melons and fruits one by one, because they were traveling, except for Bai Ning sitting alone, the rest of the people had to gather around the small table, and under the scenery of the northern country, they had lunch.

Then someone started bragging.....

"It's not me Gao Muen, back then, when I was still in the Yanei, what kind of scenery had I never seen? The most powerful thing is the girls of the Western Regions....In the winter, they are still swaggering on the street with their stomachs exposed.....

Jin Jiu knocked down the wine bowl, "That's the scenery, you don't even seem to have gone out to Bianliang back then....If you go out and do nonsense, I'm afraid you'll be beaten to death." ”

"......" Gao Muen stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth, "You all learn from Xiao Chenzi's guy, always raise the bar, you know that I am blowing..... you just listen quietly, how good it is, it's boring." ”

"Don't speak—"

Cao Shaoqing raised his arm with chopsticks, his eyes were deflected, and in the distance of the birch forest, a voice came over. Bai Ning also put down his chopsticks, leaned back in the chair, hooked his fingers, rested around, and the brocade guard, who was eating dry food, got up and picked up the embroidered spring knife and became vigilant.

At the end of the birch forest, the sound of human voices and horses' hooves came over, and it was not in a hurry.

There were about three hundred people, dressed in rough and simple sewn furs, and each of them was not very tall, but very stout, with a scimitar stuck in his waist, and the man at the head was hawkish, taller and larger, with a long beard around his chin, a silver ring hanging from his left ear, and his hair hung down from his fur hat with many small braids.

"Passerby?" Jin Jiu took a bite of dried venison and stood up to look at the past.

On the other side, Gao Xuannian, who was leaning on a birch tree, reached out and touched the parting hook inserted behind his back, "It's a bit like....but these accents don't sound like Liao people or shouters, and they don't look like Jurchens." Old Kim, shall we go and do them?"

"Don't act rashly just yet. ”

Bai Ning waved his hand, elegantly picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Let's take a look first." ”

Loosening the grip of the parting hook, Gao Xuannian also said after thinking: "Maybe it's autumn now, and it's next to the grassland here, and the tribes over there may have come to trade at the border to exchange for some food for the winter." ”

When they were talking here, the three hundred steppe people who had no intention of entering here were also stunned, and after they looked at the people here, they muttered and sat down cross-legged on the spot, picked up some dead wood and branches and lit a small fire, inserted the dried meat they carried with them into the branches and roasted them, and tied the water bag around their waists and poured white things.

One of the thin and black people carried these things and bowed slightly in the Jinyi Satellite TV line, knelt in front of Bai Ning, carefully lifted the wooden bowl and some red and hard jerky to the top of his head, and said in a language that Bai Ning had never heard: "mnhnnmactepэhэx?? x?hдэt3oчnд3opnyлcah。 (A gift from my host to a distinguished guest)

"Hey, hey... What this person said, I didn't understand a word. Jin Jiumo rubbed his beard, "But it looks quite deferential, like a gift to our Admiral, so that I can see what it is." ”

When he stretched out his hand, he was restrained by Cao Shaoqing's wrist, the scabbard of the white dragon sword turned, and he picked it in the hands of the thin and black Mongolian, moved the flat end of the wooden bowl, and presented it to Bai Ning, not a drop was leaked, this hand was stunned by the Mongolian man, at least he had the impression that no one had such skills.

Bai Ning picked up the wooden bowl, and a milky smell entered his nose, it was not milk....it should be mare's milk. He took the wooden bowl with mare's milk and gestured to the tribal leader on the other side, who nodded, with a simple, rough smile.

When he saw Bai Ning drink the bowl of mare's milk, his smile was even bigger, this man stood up and beckoned, and more than three hundred people around him raised their bows one after another, began to take arrows, and shouted incomprehensible short sentences in their mouths.

Bai Ning hooked the corners of his mouth, an arrow swished over, and as soon as his arm was raised, the arrow feathers were still trembling with residual strength, staying between his two fingers. He tilted his head and spat on the ground the mare's milk he had drunk.

With a flick of his hand, the voice rang out: "Kill them—"

The arrow between the fingers reflected back and nailed to the forehead of the milk-giving Mongol, and the corpse fell to the ground with a pop. Jin Jiu scolded, grabbed the golden gourd sledgehammer and Gao Xuannian and rushed over, accompanied by big and small fans, Jinyi Wei, there were hundreds of people.

"shoot!!" The leader stretched out his hand and spoke.

Three hundred men fired a salvo of bows almost simultaneously, and the arrows flew fast. The distance is a hundred steps apart, and the accompanying Jinyi Wei and Fanzi have worked the knife technique, and they have the ability to resist the flying arrows, especially under the arrows that are not very dense, waving the steel knife in their hands, in the birch forest, only listening to the sound of the arrow hitting the blade.

After Jin Jiu danced his double hammer and smashed a wave of arrows, the figure next to him flickered, and he had already rushed over and stepped forward, his arms probed, the iron sky dragged in a loud voice, and the parting hook swirled and intertwined, rushing into the other party's pile, Gao Xuannian's arms suddenly grabbed one end of the iron chain, and hung left and right.

Sizzle.

In the pile of people opposite, someone was split in half, and the blood was monstrous. In the splash of blood, Jin Jiu and the brocade guard broke through the distance of the arrows and smashed them with a hammer.

The Mongolian man in front raised his scimitar and slashed forward, with a loud bang, the heavy sledgehammer smashed the blade of the opponent's hand directly, the Mongolian man screamed hoarsely in pain, and the arm holding the knife was directly smashed off the shoulder and fell to the ground. In the next second, the first batch of more than a dozen Jinyi guards crashed in, and there was a noisy fight, these people may not be able to fight against people like Jin Jiu and Gao Xuannian, but they are on par with Jinyi Wei and Fanzi, not how ingenious their moves are, but these people have a lot of strength, and the scimitar is quite troublesome in moving the trajectory, and Jinyiwei and Fanzi don't have much experience in this regard.

After a moment of confrontation, people on each side fell in pools of blood, and the surrounding trees were full of slashed marks.

“retreat。 (Withdrawn.) Over there, the big man who seemed to be the leader frowned, snorted lightly, and immediately turned over on his horse, pulled the reins and rode away.

The rest of the Mongols did not stop immediately, and after a few arrows, they turned over their horses one after another, and fled with a sigh of relief. Later, after Jin Jiu and the others killed a few people, they called the horses that stayed on the road, got on the horses and chased them out.

After about a stick of incense, they turned around, with several heads tied around their necks, but there was no head of the man in between.

Jin Jiu dismounted, hugged his fists and said: "Overseer, those people's equestrian skills and bows and arrows are a bit powerful, let's chase them out and almost hit their way, these people can run while riding horses, and they can shoot arrows backwards." ”

"These people on the grassland may know that there has been a great change in Liao, so they quietly come to pick up the cheap, and they see that there are few of us in the middle, so they plan to make a profit. Gao Xuannian speculated, but in the end, no one was sure of this statement.

Under the birch tree, Bai Ning closed his eyes, his brows furrowed, but then they separated again, and he had some thoughts in his heart, and quickly vetoed it, "That .....person should not be born yet, it should be that I am too worried." ”

The sky was skewed, and the team closed and set out on the journey again. It's just that in fact, what Bai Ning didn't know was that his idea was actually not wrong, an unexpected encounter, and soon after, they would meet again.

ps: There was a bit of an accident today, my son was sick, and the spring breeze went to pick him up, and there was a delay in the middle, so I'm sorry everyone. (To be continued.) )