When Helian Bo built the city, it was obviously influenced by the culture of Middle-earth, except for the different styles of buildings, the basic layout followed the traditional urban rules of the Han nation, opening the door on all sides, running through the whole city with a cross street, and the palace city in the center. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Some of these buildings are large in scale, the most distinctive one is the stone carving everywhere, just enter the south gate, the left and right sides of each row of stone carving beasts higher than the human body, although it is broken and damaged, but add more high and simple taste.

Now, under the washing of the torrential rain, it looks more and more dilapidated and desolate.

The rainstorm was so great that it was like a river pouring into the sky, and it had reached the point where you were blind.

Except for those who were buried alive on the city wall, the rest of the Turkic warriors in the city had already escaped from Tongwan City with Jieli and others and got into the rain curtain.

Although the torrential rain was like a note, it had no effect on Yang Yi, he could clearly hear Jieli howling loudly in the rain curtain, fading away, and sensed a great sense of shock and fear in the knights behind Jieli rising up, full of panic.

They had all been so frightened by Yang Yi that their hearts were broken, and they had no morale at all, knowing that with the Great Khan escaping, they had long lacked the courage to stop Yang Yi.

It is conceivable that if they meet Yang Yi again in the future, they will definitely disperse in a hurry, and they will never dare to face him in person.

Sensing the aura of these Turkic Golden Wolf Army, Yang Yi shook his head and smiled, no longer having the heart to chase and kill.

After this battle, Yang Yi's prestige will spread throughout the prairie sooner or later, and Jieli will become his biggest stepping stone.

Now, if he took advantage of the rain to hunt down these Turkic wolf troops, he was sure that he would kill them all, but there was no need for this.

Although killing solves most of the problems, it is not able to solve all the problems, leaving some seeds for Jieli so that he and Tuli can fight each other, which is the result that Yang Yi wants.

Originally, Jieli was more than one step stronger than Tuli's prestige and strength, but now because of the appearance of Yang Yi, a rule-breaking figure, Jieli not only lost a large number of people, but his prestige fell to the lowest level ever.

Although under the suppression of Wuzun Bi Xuan, the two may not draw their swords against each other, but what if Bi Xuan dies?

If it were without the suppression of Bi Xuan, a grandmaster warrior who was almost a totem on the grassland, a big war would inevitably break out between Jieli and Tuli, and this was exactly what Yang Yi wanted.

On the long empty street, a man and a horse walked slowly in the rainstorm, adding a bit of loneliness.

After walking along the street for a while, the rain under his feet gradually turned red, and dead bodies began to appear on the road, and the clothes of the deceased looked like those of the prairie, and only by looking at the wounds on their bodies, they knew that they had been killed by the swords of the wolf army.

Jieli Khan has always been known for his cruelty and harshness in the grassland, and the dead bodies on the street should have been killed by him in anger, and the residents of the city did not even dare to put away the corpses because they were afraid of Jieli's majesty.

Jieli is so brutal, it is a great disaster for the peoples and tribes of the grassland, but for the Central Plains, it is the first great opportunity to discord.

As long as the young Turkic Khan Tuli can show his strength to compete with Jieli, there will definitely be many tribes who are often oppressed by Jieli to support Tuli.

Once a civil war broke out in the grassland, the various tribes in the grassland were too busy to take care of themselves, so they gave the Central Plains time to recuperate.

Yang Yi walked more than a dozen feet on the empty road, and he had already found seven or eight corpses, all of which had been killed by sabers.

After walking a few steps, Yang Yi looked at a large tent on the corner of the street in front of him.

In Tongwan City, where the entire street is lined with small doors and small houses made of clay, the tent standing on the corner of the street is really a bit abrupt, and it is extremely out of tune with the surrounding buildings.

At this time, there were several dead bodies of the Golden Wolf Army lying outside the tent, and next to these dead corpses, stood several big men covered in blood, at this time, one big man's stomach had been cut open by the wolf army, and his intestines flowed out of the abdomen and dragged to his knees, and the other big man was slashed on the door, the wound was wide open, and the blood and rain flowed along his legs and to the ground together.

The only old man who was not injured among several people, after hearing the sound of horses' hooves, vaguely saw someone approaching in the rain, and suddenly let out a howl, and several warriors around him pulled out their swords at the same time, making a vigilant look, and even the two injured men also held their swords to Yang Yi, although they could no longer see anything in front of them.

"Good man!"

Yang Yi couldn't help but admire when he saw that the two big men were so seriously injured, and they still looked loyal to the lord, "It's a pity that such a good man, but I don't know if your master is worthy of your protection?"

The old man reluctantly opened his eyes to look at Yang Yi and shouted in Turkic dialect, "Who are you, what do you want to do?"

Yang Yi smiled: "Passers-by!"

He saw that the old man was wary of him, and the two big men on the opposite side were no longer able to be treated, and he didn't want to have an intersection with the people in the tent, so after replying, he stopped paying attention to them.

He is used to fighting and fighting in his life, killing no less than hundreds of thousands, and sleeping on the corpse is nothing, although the two men opposite are seriously injured, they are also ordinary in his eyes.

After a few sighs, he continued to walk, not bothering to pay attention to the identity of the people in the tent.

He found a deserted courtyard nearby and stayed overnight, and as soon as he went out at dawn, he saw the old man he had seen yesterday walking towards him.

Yang Yi stood at the door and looked at the old man quietly to see what he had to say.

The old man only saw Yang Yi's face clearly at this time, and was intimidated by his momentum, his head that was originally raised slowly lowered, as if in front of his master, he bowed his waist and slumped his back, and said to Yang Yi respectfully: "This gentleman, my master wants to see you." ”

Yang Yi glanced at the old man and said with a smile: "If you want to see me, why don't you come in person?

The old man was shocked when he heard this, and said in a lost voice: "You...... Do you know who my master is?"

Yang Yi shook his head and said, "I only know that she is a girl, but I don't know the rest." He glanced at the old man, but did not speak, called the yellow horse, turned over and wanted to move forward, but ignored the old man.

The old man looked embarrassed, looked at Yang Yi blankly, and didn't know what to do for a while.

At this moment, the sound of carriage ringing, a carriage came from the end of the street, a woman leaned out of the window, looked at Yang Yi and the old man, and said coquettishly: "Uncle, what did this young man say?"

This woman is as beautiful as a peach and plum, her face is like a spring flower, and she has a pair of autumn eyes, which seems to contain infinite affection, just looking at the small dimples revealed by her slight smile, it seems that she can smell the sweet smell of youth exuding from his body.

The old man beside Yang Yi heard this: "I haven't had time to tell Mr. yet." ”

The carriage turned, and when it came to Yang Yi, after the big man who drove the car opened the door, a pair of small feet slowly poked out of the carriage, and then a pink and snow-white little hand held the coachman's arm, and a slender and coquettish woman jumped out of the carriage with the support of the coachman.

Yang Yi Huangma walked slowly, and when the woman got out of the car, he happened to be in front of her, but he didn't stop, ignored it, and continued to move forward.

The beautiful woman looked stunned and called softly, "This gentleman, can you do the slave family a favor?" )