After leaving Jiayunzhai, the dark-eyed boy did not chase Qi Ziyin and Ning Yue, but ran straight to the camp where the Shuodi people Anza came down in the south of the city.
When he was in Jiayunzhai before, Jiang Yan had been holding back a lot of words, but he never had the chance to say them out. But at this time, whether to say it or not seems not that important anymore - now that the emperor's handwriting has not yet arrived. , then if I beat away the group of barbarians overnight, I might be able to help my friends get rid of this series of troubles, not to mention that I would not have to be a pawn for Ye State in the deal with the Shuodi tribe thousands of miles away.
The night was getting dark, and the black-eyed boy stood in front of the Shuodi warrior who was responsible for keeping watch in the camp. He stiffened his neck and asked, "Where is the warrior who hurt someone during the day? Now ask him to come out and compete with me."
"You - are you the master that the red-haired girl said this afternoon?" The barbarian warrior opposite looked at this rather abrupt child with some surprise, but stopped in front of him without saying a word. move.
"Isn't it possible? Go inside and let me know. I'll finish the fight earlier so that I can go back to bed earlier."
At this time, the black-eyed boy had almost caught up with Xiang Baili in height. However, standing in front of the Shuodi warrior, who was five tall and thick and still half a head taller than him, he still looked thin and thin. His face was calm, but secretly he was proud. He raised his chest, trying to make himself appear taller, and kept urging him.
"Hahahaha, you little kid is really good at joking. Before the smell of milk has gone away from your body, you are imitating others and telling lies?"
The other party's contemptuous sarcasm made the young man feel victorious, and the energy he had been holding in his heart rushed out like a wild horse that had escaped the reins. He raised his voice and shouted on the spot: "Why, do you look down on others? "
At this time, Princess Tuya, who had just finished washing, was preparing to go to bed. When she heard a sudden argument outside the camp, she couldn't help but order the maid in the tent to open the door curtain a crack.
In the flickering firelight, Jiang Yan vaguely saw a young girl wrapped in a white sheepskin cloak, glancing towards him from a distance, and slowly took out the seven-foot-seven-inch Xiaotianmo from behind, The sword said loudly in front of his chest:
"The person in the tent is the princess of the Muyun tribe, right? I am honored to be able to compete with the warriors in your tent today, please grant me your permission! But before I do it, I have a request, and Princess Wanwang can agree to it."
Tuya in the tent had a vague feeling that this seemingly reckless but polite young man's late-night visit was probably not just to challenge Du Lie. She suddenly became curious and immediately motioned with her eyes to the maid next to her to step back. Immediately he walked to the outside of the tent: "What do you want to request? Let me tell you."
It was only then that Jiang Yan could see clearly that the skin of the girl opposite was not as delicate and white as the Wanzhou girl, but the light brown color unique to Di people. Her hair was covered with black hair as smooth as a waterfall, and her face was She is a bit timid but pretends to be calm, which is completely different from the bold and aggressive Ning Yue.
Even the young man himself was not sure what his chances of winning this battle were, but he knew that he had to make a bet for his friend. A surge of blood surged up in his chest, and he blurted out without thinking: "This fight , if I win, you can no longer stay in Mulu City, please leave here overnight!"
"What a joke! Who do you think you are, that you can defeat General Du Lie so easily? Besides, our princess is rich in gold, and we are tired of traveling and traveling. How can you just say it and leave?!"
The warrior who was watching the night shouted loudly, and immediately stepped forward to chase them away. The princess in front of the tent immediately stopped him when she saw this, and continued to look at the ignorant young man in front of her and asked:
"Since your Excellency came to Du Lie to challenge him, he should accept the challenge. Although the Muyun Department has lost its former glory, my purpose of coming here is to make peace with Ye State and make an alliance. Unless you are Ye State.
You are my appointed betrothed, otherwise I would never be able to listen to you tell me how to behave in the future."
Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, a taller and taller warrior suddenly rushed out of the tent beside her. Without saying a word, he snatched the weapon from the guard's hand and danced it into a cold light in the dark night.
, attacked directly in front of the young man:
"So you are the southern brat that the envoy from Ye Kingdom mentioned earlier! You haven't even grown a hair on your face, and you want to marry our princess? Wait until the next life!"
Jiang Yan suddenly noticed a strong murderous intention emerging from the air, and wanted to get ready for a fight. Princess Di Ren also cried out on the spot when she saw this: "Du Lie, wait! He is not——"
But it was already too late. Now the Di warrior was wielding a mountain-breaking ax made of dark iron. Using only two moves, horizontal and vertical, the strong wind on the ax blade had already forced the black.
The boy with pupil was unsteady on his feet and stepped back repeatedly.
"The fighting spirit will never die, and the sword will never fall!"
In a hurry, Jiang Yan's mind suddenly echoed the words that Xiang Baili often said when instructing him to practice swordsmanship. He calmed down and was not frightened by the opponent's ferocious aura. He just took half a step back.
, widened the distance between them, and after dodging the thunderous blow, they immediately thrust their swords towards the chest of the warrior.
The mountain-breaking ax was heavy, and the young man thought that the opponent could not easily stop the momentum. Unexpectedly, Du Lie turned the ax blade around in the blink of an eye, and used a lightning-fast back move to strike at his leg again.
Yan's heart trembled. He had just thrust out half of Xiao Tianmo's hand, and had no choice but to hold it back, and then slashed flatly towards the opponent's wrist with his backhand.
In the blink of an eye, the weapons in the hands of the two men had clashed several times one after another, and the sparks flew in all directions, illuminating the two faces fighting in the dark night. For some unknown reason, Du Lie's mouth was irritated.
He let out a deafening war cry, and became more and more courageous as he fought. He swung his giant ax wildly to attack, as if he wanted to eat the young man in front of him alive.
Jiang Yan already knew in his heart that this competition would soon turn into a fierce battle of strength and endurance, with no skills at all. The physical strength of the Di warrior was several times that of his own, so blindly defending could only
Controlled everywhere.
And the young man knows better that the more such a duel happens, the less he can lose his momentum. Only by seizing the opponent's weakness as soon as possible while he still has the strength to fight back can he win in a dangerous situation and have a glimmer of hope!
Under the weight of the mountain ax, tiny flaws soon appeared in Du Lie's moves. So the black-eyed boy no longer dodge blindly, but raised the long knife in his hand and stood firmly on the spot, waiting for the opponent.
Attack in front of yourself.
"Come and accept your fate!" Dulie shouted again, as if he was a lion ready to fight to the death!
"It's hard to tell the difference between you two. If you continue to fight, both of you will suffer losses. Why don't you stop it quickly?"
Seeing such a desperate scene, Princess Di Ren couldn't help but exclaimed, trying to stop this fight that was destined to be bloody. At the same time, a scream like the roar of a giant dragon was heard in the camp, until
Soaring into the sky, it shocked everyone's liver and gallbladder.
In the blink of an eye, Du Lie passed by Jiang Yan, and then turned around quickly, regaining his posture and preparing to fight again. However, the broad head of the mountain ax in the warrior's hand had flown to nowhere.
The Xiao Tianmo in the young man's hand was pointing directly at the waning moon in the sky, with a hint of bright red on the tip of the blade.
Before Tuya's screams of surprise had dissipated, she saw Du Lie suddenly slamming the bare ax handle in his hand onto the ground. Then his whole body could no longer support it, and he fell to his knees unsteadily.
A stream of dark red liquid gradually gathered and formed under his body, and the red traces spread and seeped into the sand. The blood flowed rapidly, and the Shuodi warrior could no longer rely on the strength of his arms to support his heavy body.
He fell to the ground like a collapsed mountain. An obvious scar was also revealed on his body, running from his abdomen to his back spine.
"Du Lie!"
The young princess no longer cared about being reserved, and rushed over from the tent with her bare feet. The pure white sheepskin on her body was dyed red with blood, just like a blood-stained snow lotus, showing no scruples in the night
expressing his sadness.
Blood flowed like a torrent, and in an instant, there was no breath between Du Lie's mouth and nose. Only then did Jiang Yan finally realize that the move he had just used was an almost perfect mountain-destroying move, which had cut the opponent's body into pieces.
Two cuts.
"This southerner killed Du Lie! Kill him and avenge Du Lie!"
The remaining ten Shuodi warriors in the camp were all close warriors specially selected by Du Lie for this trip south. Seeing that their leader died on the spot, they immediately waved their weapons and launched a frantic charge towards General Yan.
, even the princess holding Du Lie's corpse shouted one after another, and was completely drowned in the deafening roar.
However, the black-eyed boy did not run away, nor did he give an explanation. Instead, he raised the seven-foot-long blade in his hand again, facing the barbarian warriors who rushed towards him like an angry herd, and faced him directly.
Go up!
At this time, he only had one thought in his mind: win. If he wanted to live, he had to become the final winner!
At the same time, in the east city of Mulu City, Ning Yue, who had lost Qi Ziyin, knocked heavily on the door of Zheliuxuan. Xiang Baili, who was reading at night, just opened the door a crack. Before he could speak, the red-haired girl came
The intruder came in, scolding the opponent as he walked:
"Uncle, why are you so cruel? You actually let the king give away Ziyin as a bargaining chip? In your eyes, is he just a bastard who can be abandoned at any time?"
Xiang Baili immediately understood the purpose of the girl in front of him, frowned and asked in a low voice:
"Little girl, you came here late at night just to tell me this?"
Seeing the other party reacting like this, Ning Yue became even more furious:
"Otherwise? Ziyin has never thought about marrying that Princess Shuodi, why are you forcing him!"
"Where did you get this news? There must be some misunderstanding."
"Uncle, are you listening to me? Ziyin is a human being, how can he be given to those Di people as a gift in exchange for benefits?! You go into the palace now to meet the king and ask him to take back his life!"
Ning Yue didn't give the man in Tsing Yi any chance to defend himself. She just felt that she had to do something. But Xiang Baili still shook her head, pressed the girl's shoulders hard and ordered her to sit down:
"Today's matter has not even been drafted by the king, so how can he talk about withdrawing his order? He originally planned to ask the officials and the young master about their intentions tomorrow morning before making a decision. If Ziyin is unwilling, he will I will never force him to obey!"
As a result, it was Ning Yue's turn to be surprised. She opened her blue eyes and looked at the general in green in front of her with suspicion:
"Uncle, you didn't lie to me? How could that little stammerer say -"
"Jiang Yan? This brat is like rain when he hears the wind! Where are they now?"
Xiang Baili knew very well the temperament of this young man who was very similar to his young self, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
"I, I don't know. I came out after Zi Yin——"
"What about the young master now?" General Qingyi became more and more anxious and asked again.
"I, I don't know either. I lost track of him, so I had to come here to vent my anger on you alone..." Ning Yue also heard the uneasiness in the other person's tone, and she couldn't help but feel worried.
However, before General Qingyi could say anything else, a panting Yu Lingjun suddenly broke in outside the door:
"Daduhu! Someone is fighting with those Di people outside Taichun Gate! It is said to be a young man wearing Mo Lingwei leather armor. There is a long scar between his right eyebrows!"
"It's Jiang Yan!"
Hearing what the person said, Xiang Bailideng's complexion in the courtyard suddenly changed. He realized that in just one night, the matter had developed from a misunderstanding to a point where it was completely out of control, and he immediately ordered the Red Ling Guards who came to report the news. He returned to the camp to mobilize his troops and went to the south of the city to meet him. He picked up Ning Yue, flew on Mo Yun, who was tied to the courtyard, and walked through the snow, and galloped towards Shuodi's camp outside Taichun Gate.
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