More than ten Wase women were burping after eating roast mutton, while Zhen Siwen was doing work for them.
"There are your men and children there. Sima promised that they can live as long as they surrender."
A woman asked: "If you can live, should you be punished?"
Zhen Siwen coughed dryly and said, "I am a coolie, but Sima promised his family to follow him."
There was more light in the eyes of those women, and they all stood up and walked over.
"Sagu, I am Hana, my child and I are waiting for you."
"There is roast mutton here, Yang Dog... Yang Sima said he promised not to kill anyone, and it would also reunite our family."
Yang Gou... Yang Xuan's cheek twitched...
Uda said angrily: "Master, I'm going to kill her!"
"It was just an unintentional mistake." Yang Xuan pretended to be generous, but his right hand clenched into a fist several times.
This is a great opportunity to flatter the boss... The old thief scolded: "Bitch, let her serve the husband later."
The woman just turned around and smiled charmingly at Boss Yang.
That big mouth!
Yang Xuan turned away.
Old thief: "..."
Wang Laoer praised: "What a big mouth, so beautiful! Old thief, please marry her."
This baby can't survive without fighting.
Yang Xuan scolded: "Who taught you how beautiful a woman like this is?"
The old thief is also thinking about this matter, thinking that the second brother has been nurtured by him for a long time, and he shouldn't be like this!
The air suddenly became very quiet. The old thief slowly turned around and saw Wang Laoer pointing at him.
"It's an old thief. He said there are many benefits to having a big mouth, and so on. He also said... Wuwuwu!"
Yang Xuan couldn't help but think of the aesthetics of that world.
Even Nan He, who returned from commanding the defense, shook his head, "How can this woman be called beautiful? She will still be ugly even ten thousand years later."
Wu Dagan smiled and said: "Master, some people on the grassland think this is a beauty, but people in the Tang Dynasty say they are ugly."
"It's hard to say." Boss Yang had a serious look on his face.
Nan He wondered, "No way."
"There is a possibility." Yang Xuan thought of the aesthetics of that world again, "When the grasslands were stronger than the Central Plains, when the Central Plains people worshiped the grassland people."
Everyone: "..."
"Worship produces beauty." Yang Xuan summed up the answer.
Nan He even laughed, "How can I, a dignified man from the Central Plains, worship a foreign race?!"
Even Wang Laoer took a sip and said, "Slap them all to death!"
A black shadow suddenly rushed over, and Wang Laoer subconsciously slapped it away. The black shadow was drawn to the old thief, and he grabbed it easily.
A girl turned around and everyone praised her, saying she looked good.
"That's the Khan's daughter Hui Na." A prisoner was eating pancakes, looking at Hui Na standing there alone with green eyes.
"Not married?" The old thief asked casually without looking at the thing struggling in his hand, feeling it was a little hairy.
The prisoner shook his head, "Khan said that only a warrior who can capture the eagle can marry her."
The old thief smiled and said: "How can we catch the eagle?"
"So Khan later felt something was wrong and was worried that Hui Na wouldn't be able to marry, so he changed the conditions to one that could capture the vulture."
"It's ridiculous to have to catch them alive!" The old thief felt that there was a reason why the nobleman's daughter couldn't get married.
He glanced at the boss and thought that the boss remained unmoved despite Zhang Siniang's temptation all day long, so he probably didn't have the heart to accept this Hui Na.
The prisoner's eyes were wrong and he was looking at his hands.
The old thief lowered his head and realized that the one photographed by Wang Laoer was a vulture. It was unclear whether the vulture was eating human flesh or horse meat, and there were threads of meat hanging from its sharp beak.
Yang Xuan looked at the other side, and there seemed to be no movement.
"Sing it, dance it!"
The women began to sing and dance.
Black shadows slowly crawled towards this side on the ground.
"Here we come." Nan He praised, "Lang Jun's method is really wonderful."
"I surrender!" The shadows crawled over and asked for surrender.
"How's it going over there?" Yang Xuan asked.
One prisoner said: "The Khan's guards were watching, and they just killed several of us."
"This matter needs to be resolved." Yang Xuan looked at everyone.
Wang Laoer raised his hand.
Yang Xuan pointed at the old thief, "Old thief, please be more slick and persuade me to surrender. If you succeed, Huina will be yours. If you fail, that big-mouthed beauty will reward you."
When Hui Na heard these words, she glanced at the old thief and shed tears.
Wang Laoer squatted on the side, pretending to be Lao Cao's favorite posture, holding his chin with one hand, and said deeply: "She will kill the old thief in the middle of the night."
The old thief subconsciously touched his neck.
Zhuque said: "Dalang, drink this bowl of medicine."
Hui Na came over and saluted, "If it would allow my father to die with dignity, I would be willing to be this old man's woman."
The old thief touched his cheek and said, "I am not old."
Yang Xuan was a little curious, "Why don't you beg for mercy for your father?"
Hui Na wiped away her tears and said, "For him, if he doesn't become a khan, he is a zombie. In this case, it would be better to die."
These three views instantly calmed everyone.
"Are you sure he's your biological father?" The old thief couldn't help but ask.
"Dear." Hui Na glanced at him and smiled slightly, "It's better that you are older."
Wang Laoer had been nurtured for a long time and blurted out, "You will love others when you get older!"
Hui Na shook her head, "I don't bother people when I'm older."
Wang Laoer looked at the old thief and said, "Old thief, he said you were a chamberlain."
The old thief blushed and shouted: "The Khan's daughter has surrendered!"
Wang Laoer shouted at the top of his voice, "The Khan's daughter has found a son-in-law."
Two mallets!
Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and prepared to deal with the people, but saw a group of people rushing towards him in front of him.
"alert!"
Nan He quickly called his subordinates to get into formation and wait.
"I'm waiting for you!"
People with hundreds of watts came running over empty-handed. After seeing Hui Na, someone muttered, "Sure enough, you didn't lie to us, but who is her man?"
Everyone looked at the old thief.
The old thief shook his head, and the image of Chang Sanniang flashed in his mind.
"Where is Hua Zhuo?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Khan is drinking with Brother Song in the big tent."
"What's the atmosphere like?"
"Talking and laughing."
In the tent, Hua Zhuo was slightly drunk. Brother Song poured him a bowl of wine, but he couldn't drink it. "We all thought that Chenzhou would raid the Jibo Department. If we knew that Taiping would come, we would not attack so recklessly."
...That’s it for now!”
Hua Zhuo's mind was extremely clear at this moment, "Even if I didn't attack at that time, Yang Xuan could still continue to attack those small tribes and drive the herdsmen who had lost their cattle and sheep to the royal court. What can I do? Attack with one or two thousand cavalry,
If it doesn't work, it will be gone. Five or six thousand attack, Yang Xuan is very good at using troops, maybe the whole army will attack the royal court. Do you think, if so, we can win?"
This is a question that comes to mind.
Brother Song thought for a moment, "If it had been before, I would have thought I would win. But after this battle, I thought about it carefully for a long time. Yang Xuan used his troops cunningly, and his... Khan, the Taiping Army only had more than two thousand people, but
If it's a head-on charge, I'm not sure if we have 10,000 riders."
Hua Zhuo smiled and said, "In other words, Taiping actually has the strength to defeat us."
Brother Song nodded with difficulty, "All of this was brought about by Yang Gou. This person should not be underestimated. Khan, if Vashe is defeated, I bet that Yang Gou will definitely target the Jibo Department."
"They want to defeat them one by one. If I guess correctly, the Jibo Department is safe and sound at this moment." Hua Zhuo sighed, "I made a lot of mistakes, and they were all my fault for underestimating the enemy. What I regret most at this moment is... Yang Xuangang
When peace comes, why don't we attack with a large army?"
Brother Song smiled and said, "It's all over."
There were footsteps outside.
Hua Zhuo took a sip of wine and said calmly: "Can you wait?"
Nan He's voice came from outside, "It's easy to talk."
Hua Zhuo smiled and said: "The thing that makes me happiest now is that Wahai is gone."
Just outside the royal court, Wahai and his thirty knights stared blankly at the ruins in front of them.
They failed to catch up with Yang Xuan, but were overtaken by defeated troops. When they learned about Hua Zhuo's defeat, most of the thousand riders dispersed. When they learned that Khan was besieged on the way to the royal court, his
There are only thirty riders left.
The Tang army sentry shouted, "There are enemy troops!"
Yang Xuan's heart trembled, and he led Wu Da and his guards to rush for help. As for Hua Zhuo, all he needed at this moment was a fire or a random volley of arrows to kill him.
But he was thinking that it would be better if he could capture Hua Zhuo alive.
How much credit does it take to capture a grassland khan alive?
Damn it!
The old man will be ecstatic!
Huang Chunhui from Taoxian County would probably also shout happily.
"Light the torch!"
Hundreds of torches were held high.
On the opposite side, Thirty Cavalrymen urged their horses to circle in a somewhat uneasy manner.
"It's a Vacher!"
Uda wondered: "Why don't they escape? Master, do you want to surround them?"
"No need." Yang Xuan recognized Wahai.
Under the bamboo hat, Wahai's thin lips moved slightly, "Where is brother?"
The Wase man next to him choked up and said, "I'm afraid the Khan is gone."
Wahai laughed and said: "Back then, I followed my brother here. Each of us carried a bag with bowls, chopsticks and a knife. My brother laughed at me for being hopeless. I said as long as we have bowls and chopsticks, we will be home wherever we go."
"
The night wind was brisk, and Wahai's voice reached the other side.
"At first, I wanted to persuade my brother to run away, but he said he wanted to be a khan. I was stupid at that time, so I just thought about what my brother wanted to do, and I would do it for him. So we said we had confidential information to report.
, successfully sneaked into the big tent, and then succeeded in the assassination."
Wahai's brows became more sad, "Now that I think about it, if I had persuaded my brother, we should be grazing somewhere now. Although the life is worse, we are happy."
"Brother seems to be majestic these years, but he has trouble sleeping at night."
"I've always felt a little regretful that I couldn't kill you back then." Wahai looked at Yang Xuan, "Now you have really become a scourge for Waxie."
"Why don't you run away?" Yang Xuan was a little curious.
"How is brother?" Wahai asked back.
"Still drinking in the big tent."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Amidst the long laughter, Wahai flew over from the war horse.
Thirty Cavalry hesitated for a moment, then a Wase man raised his long sword and said resolutely: "Save the Khan!"
The assault of thirty-one people looked extremely lonely.
"Archer!"
Hundreds of archers drew their bows and set arrows.
Thirty-one people were accelerating as hard as they could.
"Fire the arrow!"
The shield is raised high, and the man lies on the horse's back.
But the war horses were unable to defend themselves against the arrows, and they were hit by arrows one after another.
With a long hiss, the men and horses flew out. The ground shook, and then the sounds of various fractures were heard.
Wahai waved his long knife and split the flying arrows one by one.
He is getting closer.
The old thief stared at him and whispered: "Second brother, follow me!"
Wang Laoer stared at Wahai closely. He always remembered the assassination on the grassland. If they had not encountered the Tang Dynasty scouts that time, the three of them would have died.
"drink!"
Wang Laoer rushed over in a flash.
"Damn, the time hasn't come yet!" The old thief cursed and followed to intercept.
Clang clang clang!
The collision sound of the long knife and the horizontal knife is fast and crisp.
After five consecutive blows, Wang Laoer didn't even take a step back.
The face under the cloak was a little more surprised, "You're growing so fast!"
At that time, Wahai could knock Wang Laoer away with just one punch, but now he could not make Wang Laoer take a step back even with five consecutive blows.
Wang Laoer said fiercely: "I have always wanted to kill you!"
"Today will be as you wish!" Wahai roared, and the sword suddenly flashed.
Wang Laoer couldn't help but block, and occasionally he could counterattack.
The old thief has arrived.
Wahai's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and his figure suddenly flashed, with an astonishing speed, and he rushed past Wang Laoer regardless of his speed.
Of course, Wang Laoer would not let go of such an opportunity. The sword flashed and blood splattered on Wahai's back.
But his speed increased instead of decreasing, and he rushed towards Yang Xuan.
Dog said, do you think my cultivation level is the worst?
Yang Xuan angrily pulled out his sword, and the guards around him all fired arrows.
Wahai danced the long sword so airtight that the man suddenly turned and passed by Yang Xuan's side.
"kill!"
The two guards joined forces to attack without fear of death.
Dangdang!
The two men's horizontal knives were shattered, and they were knocked away with blood vomiting from their mouths.
Wahai flew away.
"Chase!"
Everyone rode in hot pursuit.
There were constant interceptions by Datang sergeants ahead.
When Wahai was more than ten steps away from the tent, he was covered in blood and his left arm was cut off from the elbow.
He stood there, with hundreds of people slowly surrounding him behind him.
Wahai gasped, punched the ground with his long knife, and shouted toward the tent: "Brother."
Inside the tent, Hua Zhuo had a hint of sadness between his brows and smiled bitterly, "Why bother!"
He slowly walked out of the tent.
Wahai saw him and grinned, "Brother."
"Wahai!" Hua Zhuo shook his head and laughed, "You shouldn't have come."
Wahai said: "Kill out!"
Hua Zhuo looked at the Taiping troops around him, then at his brother who had lost his left arm, and nodded, "Okay."
Wahai's figure flashed.
"kill!"
The spearmen drove back Wahai with a concentrated assassination.
Wahai was stabbed in the thigh and gasped.
Yang Xuan said: "abandon the sword, I will give your brother a way out."
The old man should like these two prisoners!
No, everyone in the Tang Dynasty liked it.
By the way, it can also slap Beiliao in the face.
"Wahai!" Hua Zhuo burst into tears and rushed out with a long knife in his hand.
Wahai flew by again, but not very fast.
"kill!"
A spearman suddenly thrust his spear into Wahai's abdomen.
Pulling out the spear, Wahai's body shook.
Yang Xuan raised his hand, "Back off!"
"Lang Jun!" Nan He said, "Catch him alive."
Yang Xuan shook his head.
Hua Zhuo has long lost his former bravery. He stumbled over with stab wounds and held up Wahai. But he himself was also seriously injured and couldn't hold up. He could only turn behind Wahai with difficulty and hold him back to back.
he.
Hua Zhuo smiled at Yang Xuan, "Thank you Yang Sima!"
"Mr. Lang." Nan He had never felt any pity in his heart, so he suggested again, "Catch him alive!"
Yang Xuan turned around and left, "Lao Er, I'm hungry."
"Eat barbecue!" Wang Laoer happily went to slaughter the sheep.
Nan He's eyes lit up, "Catch them!"
Wahai asked, "You have been afraid of pain since you were a child, are you afraid now?"
"Afraid!"
"Let me help you."
"good!"
puff!
The long knife stabbed Hua Zhuo's back and penetrated his lower abdomen.
Hua Zhuo slowly knelt on the ground and looked up at the night sky.
Wahai pulled out a long knife, stabbed it into his abdomen with his backhand, and knelt behind him.
The two brothers were kneeling back to back on the grass.
