Wang Jia's smile still stayed on his face. Before it could dissipate, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were full of doubts and fear. More than ten disciples on one side screamed and rushed towards him, their swords coming down.
Immediately, at least three long swords pierced the body of the shaggy-haired boy. With a satisfied smile on his face, he fell backward and murmured: "Finally, I finally succeeded!
"
The bowstring in Liu Yu's hand was still vibrating. He jumped off the horse and walked towards the two people who fell on the ground. The young man's abdomen was pierced by the arrow he had just shot, but there was still a smile on his face. Liu Yu stepped on
She got on his chest and said sternly: "Who are you and who sent you here?"
Yu Hetian cried bitterly: "Little thief, you are not a human being, you have no conscience! We, we kindly took in you who were about to starve to death, but you, you repaid kindness with hatred like this!"
The young man laughed, and the look in his eyes began to fade. He spurted blood and said with a smile: "I am, I am a Xianbei warrior. How could I, how could I associate with you lowly, lowly Han people! Long live Dayan,
Long live!"
Liu Yu gritted his teeth and put a little more force on his feet. A sound of broken sternum was heard from under his feet: "Are you from Xiyan? Murong Yong sent you here?!"
The rosy look on the young man's face slowly faded and turned pale, but he still nodded: "Yes, that's right, it was General Murong's order, Liu, Liu Yu, you, you think you are smart, or...
I was still fooled, the general said, he said, he would not let this evil spirit reach Chang'an alive, and he would definitely do it!"
Liu Yu sighed: "Murong Yong is indeed despicable and shameless. It seems that we should have been on guard against this move of yours. Look, who is he?!"
The young man's expression changed, and he turned his head to look aside. He saw "Cangsong" standing up, pulling his face, and a mask fell off. Wang Jia's kind and calm face was displayed on his face.
before.
The young man's eyes were about to pop out of shock: "Why, how could this happen? Who are you?"
Wang Jia sighed: "Fortunately, General Liu has the skill of disguise, which helped me escape this disaster. It's a pity for Cangsong."
The boy looked again at the corpse he had just stabbed. Bai Yun was holding the corpse of "Wang Jia" and crying, and a human skin mask was in his hand. Cangsong's young face
, with a satisfied smile, the corner of his mouth moved with difficulty: "Master, disciple, disciple, I am honored, fortunate, fortunate to be able to sacrifice for you..."
As he spoke, his head suddenly tilted and he died.
The young man was angry and resentful, and shouted: "I will never die with my eyes in peace!"
A cold light flashed in Liu Yu's eyes, and he exerted force with his feet. Suddenly, the young killer's sternum was completely split. Several sticks protruded from the skin of his chest, tearing the cloth, while others penetrated his heart and lungs.
, blood spurted out from his mouth, his head tilted, and he died.
Liu Yu withdrew his feet and saw a ferocious wolf head on his chest. He had seen this tattoo on many Xianbei people. He curled up the corner of his mouth and sneered: "He is indeed a Xianbei thief. Murong Yong just doesn't
A man of good faith."
Wang Jia nodded and stood up: "I still underestimated the untrustworthiness and cruelty of these Xianbei people. It seems that we have to abandon the main road and take a small road to Chang'an. If Murong Yong fails to assassinate him, he may directly send troops to chase them. Our
Although there are some disciples in the team who have served as soldiers, it is still difficult to compete with the army."
Liu Yu said seriously: "It should have been like this a long time ago, Mr. Wang, I have wronged you."
Wang Jia laughed and walked to the grass on the side: "If we can save all the people, what is the point of this hardship? Disciples, take care of the folks, let's get on the road!"
Three miles away, in a patch of grass half a man high, Yao Xing and Yin Wei put their hands on a canopy and looked around. It wasn't until they saw the last figure in Taoist robes disappearing into the path in the grass on the other side that Yin Wei felt comfortable.
After taking a breath, he stood up and said: "Unfortunately, Li Fuli almost succeeded, but he didn't expect that Liu Yu would actually use the disguise technique on Wang Jia."
Yao Xing said calmly: "It may be a good thing to keep Wang Jia alive. Now it is the Qin-Yan war anyway. With Wang Jia's help, there will be many people defecting to Fu Jian. In this way, the war can drag on for a while, and it can also attack Xianbei Xiyan."
Cause more consumption.”
Yin Wei frowned: "But in this way, the Qin army has the possibility to regain its strength. If Fu Jian defeats Murong's Xi Yan, then things will be in trouble."
Yao Xing smiled and waved his hand: "Everything has two sides. If someone has the ability to protect himself, he will form a camp and defend himself. Those who run to Fu Jian will be the old, weak, sick and disabled people he is leading.
, these people cannot help in the war, but they will consume a lot of food. Even if Fu Jian can boost his morale and win a few battles for a while, in the long run, the food supply will still not keep up, and the Yan army does not have much food. Fu Jian
Even if we defeat them, we still can't solve the problem of food shortage. In the end, these two families will just perish together!"
A hint of surprise flashed in Yin Wei's eyes: "The prince has such a method, and I admire him."
Yao Xing's eyes flashed coldly: "These are all things my father taught me before leaving, but your method of blaming the Murong family is very clever. Li Fuli is a warrior, and we will reward him well."
of brothers and family.”
Yin Wei smiled slightly: "The king also said that Wang Jia will be useful to us in the future. It is a pity to kill him here like this. This is probably the best result for us besides taking Wang Jia away directly.
"
Yao Xing turned around and left: "This is the end of things here. Let's go back. Here in Chang'an, the war will not end for a while. We must help our father win Xinping as soon as possible. Only by unifying Lingbei can Xinping run out of food."
It’s been a month, I think it’s time for them to surrender in Kaicheng.”
Among Xiaoxing, a team of more than 20,000 people, more than ten miles long from front to back, most of them were ordinary people carrying large and small parcels and even pushing carts, moving all the way in the direction of Chang'an, with people on the left and right constantly coming.
New refugees are joining the land, just like a long river, gathering its tributaries and rolling forward.
Liu Yu and Wang Jia both changed into inconspicuous civilian clothes and mingled with the crowd, while the two stand-ins were riding horses and chariots. They were in the most conspicuous positions of the team. A burst of cheers came from the front: "Chang'an, Chang'an has arrived.
!”
Wang Jia breathed a long sigh of relief and took off his cloak: "I finally escaped Xi Yan's pursuit and can see the King of Heaven."
Liu Yu's eyes flashed: "I think it may not be Xiyan."
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