A cavalry team of more than a thousand people came rushing like a hurricane. The horses' hooves stepped on, flying sand and rocks. Wherever the cavalry passed, a long dragon of smoke rolled up, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.【】
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The watchtower at the Zhenyi Qianhu camp was shocked when they saw a group of cavalry approaching from a distance with such great momentum. They had not been notified in advance that any troops were passing by, although it was said that this place was already
Within Ganliang, within their jurisdiction, it was impossible for such a powerful hostile force to suddenly appear and attack their military camp so blatantly, so the sentry dutifully sounded the alarm.
In the military camp, the soldiers, whether they were practicing or resting, grabbed their armor and weapons and hurried to their horses or sentry posts. A small flag took three steps and two steps at a time, quickly climbed up the archery tower, and put on a parasol.
Looking at it from a distance, he suddenly became so angry that he slapped the dutiful sentry on the back of his head and cursed angrily: "You don't even recognize our Ganliang Jingqi?"
The small school principal said aggrievedly: "Sir Xiaoqi, I've already come out too."
The little flag kicked him again on the buttocks and shouted: "You still have time to talk back, so cancel the warning immediately and notify Mr. Qianhu to greet you."
The junior high school student hurriedly raised his bugle and blew it loudly.
The team of elite cavalry came galloping in from a distance. Everyone was wearing mandarin duck war coats, half-arm war robes, and all black half-body leather armor. There was a row of spears behind them, short knives hanging on their waists, and a long red tassel hanging on the victory hook.
With a large lacquered spear and a small riding shield on the other side of the saddle, he rode his horse and raised his whip, making him look majestic. Only the Ganliang Jingqi of Song Sheng, the general of Song Dynasty, had such equipment in Xiliang.
The official Zhenyi Thousand Household Master Shao Wangxinshao suddenly heard the report, quickly put on his clothes and trotted towards the camp gate.
The number of Ganliang Jingqi is not that large. They usually guard Gansu Town with General Song. I heard that General Song went to Jiayuguan to welcome the return of Duke Fu, and he should have brought a team of Jingqi with him. But this
Master Shao had no idea why a team suddenly appeared at the foot of Qilian Mountain, who led the team, and why they came, so he ran all the way feeling quite uneasy.
Unexpectedly, when he ran to the camp gate, he saw that the camp gate was wide open, and the Ganliangjing rode through the camp like a whirlwind, heading straight for the prairie. It only rolled up smoke and dust, choking him and making him cough repeatedly.
After a long while, Mr. Shao vigorously waved the dust in front of his eyes and cleared away the few soldiers guarding the door. Each one of them looked as gray and gray as a little devil who had just been dug out of the soil.
Shao Qianhu shouted: "What's going on?"
The primary school guard guarding the gate said inexplicably: "Young ones don't know it, but our Ganliang Jingqi rushed to the door, threw out a token, ordered the youngsters to open the camp gate, and then passed through the camp.
Even the little ones don’t know what they are going to do.”
Shao Qianhu asked angrily: "Who is the general leading the team?"
The little schoolmaster said: "He is our third young master."
Shao Qianhu gasped after hearing this. He turned around and saw his subordinates Qianhu, Baihu and many other generals running over. He waved his hand vigorously and shouted: "It's okay. Go back to the drills that should be done.
Take a rest, take a rest, the third young master is doing business and passing by here, please be patient and don't cause any trouble for me."
After blasting away all his subordinates, Shao Qianhu looked uneasily in the direction where the smoke was billowing away, and thought to himself: "What happened? The Third Young Master of Labor drove away. It seems... it has nothing to do with me? It's too much."
It’s better to do less than to do one thing. Don’t meddle in other people’s business. If nothing happens in the world, it’s better for me to ask less.”
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"call"
Song Ying, the third son of the Song family, led a thousand fine cavalry, and saw them rushing in front of the Angel tribe. Suddenly he reined in his war horse, and the horse stood upright, hissing loudly, and his front hooves fell down, slamming down on the grass.
Thousands of cavalry ran wildly, bringing up a strong wind, which shocked the cattle and sheep that were grazing leisurely and dispersed, desperately fleeing into the distance. The shepherds hurriedly chased after them, shouting, and some old and young shepherds from the tribe rushed to catch up.
He got out of the tent and looked around in shock, not knowing what was going on.
Song Ying said in a deep voice: "Come on, search for me
General Qiuxu, a member of Song Ying's side, immediately picked up his horse and rushed forward. Song Ying shouted: "Feng Lieyan"
The general with the sword turned his horse's head and turned his red eyes towards Song Ying. Song Ying softened her tone and said in a deep voice: "General Feng, Tuoba Mingde and Hu Qiqi must survive."
Feng Suiyan nodded solemnly, raised his saber, and shouted loudly: "Search Tuoba Mingde and Hu Qiqi alive, and wait for the rest. Anyone who refuses to surrender will be shot without mercy."
A group of Ganliang Jingqi immediately rushed into the tribal group like wolves and tigers. The people of Xiliang are inherently rough and warlike, and those who can serve as soldiers are even more rude and murderous. After Song Sheng's many years of hard work, they created
Not to mention the Ganliang Jingqi, they are definitely a bunch of heavenly killers descending to the earth. The three thousand Jingqi attacked outside the pass are their Paoze brothers. Now that my brother has been cheated, he has been cheated so miserably, and he is extremely angry.
, even if the Third Young Master Song Ying comes to control the formation, he will still go on a killing spree.
Song Ying also knew that they were full of anger, and if they didn't let these big-headed soldiers vent their anger, there might be problems, so he issued the order that Tuoba Mingde and Hu Qiqi must stay alive, and as for the others, just go to hell.
Song Ying tortured him to find out the news. He only said that Tuoba Mingde was going to the Angel tribe to run a secret mission, and then he would leave Xiliang. As for what specific tasks he was going to do, Tuoba Mingde did not tell him anything.
Song Ying, one of his men, was afraid that Tuoba Mingde would break in and escape again, so he rushed over in a hurry. As for the background of this tribe, he really didn't know.
Because the Angel tribe existed long before the birth of the third son of the Song Dynasty, the Tuotuobuhua brothers had been controlled here since their childhood. Over the years, except for some thoughtful people and the town specially set up to monitor them,
In Yiqianhu, the special identity of the chief of the Angel tribe has long been ignored by others. The third son of the Song family has undertaken many official duties for his father in recent years, and there has never been any mention of this. How could he know
What is the status of a tribal chief? If he is suspected of collaborating with the enemy, what is the big deal about killing a few of his people?
"what happened?"
Tuoba Mingde, who was desperately trying to persuade the cowardly fat man to escape with him in the tent, suddenly heard the neighing of the war horses and the thunderous sound of hooves. He couldn't help but jumped up in fright, jumped towards the tent entrance, and stayed outside the tent to guard the wind.
A guard happened to rush into the tent and bumped into him twice. The man's face was as pale as earth and he shouted loudly: "Sir, it's not good, there are so many officers and soldiers, they seem to be coming for us."
"What"
Tuoba Mingde's face changed drastically. He pushed the guard away and went outside. His face suddenly lost all color.
At this time, the fat man Mu Sanshui had handed the recovered token back to the hole under the felt. The man under the felt took the small gold-covered jade necklace and left quickly, walking to the ground between the two tents.
The man stopped and asked hurriedly to the person next to him: "Master, what should I do? I'm afraid this business can't be negotiated anymore."
The cave was illuminated by a torch, which illuminated the uncertain face of the person next to him. It was Wan Songling. Wan Songling cursed viciously: "Damn it, all my efforts were in vain. Who knew he wasn't going to do business, but he was
I came here to steal people, this time I really wasted my efforts."
The man next to him was Gongsun Dafeng, who was good at digging holes and stealing ancient tombs. Gongsun Dafeng said with a pale face: "Master, what should we do now? These people are not good people. If we let them find out something, none of us will survive."
Wan Songling rolled his eyes and said coldly: "This matter has to be settled before we can get away. However, if we can mess it up for him, we can't let him succeed. Although I am a side fisherman, my ancestors have been Han for eight generations.
, how can we help these Tatars and let them come to harm us again. It's easy to deal with Tuotuo Buhua, but Tuoba Mingde, please inform Ye Qianqian and ask him to delay this for a while.
After today, I will try to find a way to make him Tuo Ba Ming De unable to eat and walk around."
Gongsun Dafeng agreed and handed the seal to Wansongling. He turned around and wanted to inform Ye Qianqian who was ambushing in the cave under Mu Sanshui. Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, he felt the ground tremble slightly and a rumbling sound came.
Gongsun Dafeng couldn't help but change his color and said: "What's going on?"
They were underground, and the sounds coming from the loudspeakers were heard most clearly. At this time, the tents above were still discussing, because there were horses and cattle running nearby, and the grassland here was rolling hills.
There were no galloping cavalry nearby, so the people above had not noticed anything strange.
The two of them looked at each other and ran back to the tent where Mu Sanshui was. As they ran closer, Kankan heard someone shouting from above: "We fell short. The Ming army discovered our identities."
"If you fight with them, kill one to get enough money, but kill two to make a profit."
"Fight hard, fight hard"
"What's going on? What's going on? Don't drag me with you. I...I...I...don't care about my business..."
This was the voice of Mu Sanshui, and then someone heard a heavy sigh: "Tuoduo Buhua, after all, you are also a descendant of the Yuan royal family, do you have some backbone? Don't lose the face of Genghis Khan."
Mu Sanshui screamed like a pig: "No, no, I don't want it, I don't want a knife, I don't want to kill people."
Ye Qianqian, who was hiding underneath, jumped up and was about to lift the wooden board and jump out. As soon as he moved, he was held down firmly by a big hand. At the critical moment, Wansongling finally arrived. Ye Qianqian turned around and anxiously
He whispered to Wan Songling: "Master, Sanshui..."
Wan Songling slowly shook his head and said sternly: "If we go out, our identity will be exposed. Then we will die one by one. No one can escape Sanshui... Let's just let fate happen."
Ye Qianqian stomped her feet heavily, but she also knew that what the master said was true and did not dare to protest. Then she heard the sounds of fighting and killing outside. Some people cursed, some roared, some laughed wildly, and from time to time there was a sharp sound like a butchering pig.
The shouting sounded. This sound must have suppressed all the sounds, but it was Mu Sanshui who was screaming at the top of his lungs.
Fortunately, these people faced the enemy at the entrance of the tent, and the two fights were near the entrance of the tent. Otherwise, they would have started fighting in the tent, and their feet would be heavy. Once Tengmu Sanshui was sitting where he was and heard the hollow sound, he would definitely find out
The cave below.
A few people in Wansongling stood in the cave, and they could hear the fighting going on above them. I don't know how long it took, but all the sounds finally stopped. They kept listening with bated breath. Although they couldn't see anything, just listening to the sound was enough.
It was extremely thrilling, and when they heard the sound of slashing and killing finally stopped, they involuntarily exhaled a long breath, and then realized that their clothes were soaked with sweat.
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In Xia Xun's living room, where Song Ying was kneeling upright, his father, Song Sheng, blew his beard and glared, angrily yelling: "You little beast, you are such a useless little beast in Xiliang. I asked you to arrest someone, but you are making trouble."
It took a lot of hard work to find Tuoba Mingde, but I still can't find the whereabouts of Yu Jian. That's all, you should capture Tuoba Mingde and bring back a dead body..."
Song Sheng slammed the table and shouted: "It's useful"
Song Ying said aggrievedly: "Dad, Tuoba Mingde was not killed by our people. He saw that he could not escape and killed himself. I...what can I do?"
Song Sheng was furious: "You brat, how dare you talk back?"
He flew up and kicked, but Xia Xun stopped him, hugged the furious Song Sheng tightly, dragged him back, and said repeatedly: "Old Marquis, calm down, calm down."
Song Sheng was trembling with anger: "My lord, I don't know how important Tuoba Mingde is. Now that he is dead, there is no use for him. Especially... this bastard chopped off Tuotuo Buhua and
Aga Dorji was chopped into pieces, so... how do I explain this to the emperor?"
Song Ying defended: "Our people clearly shouted: 'Only Tuoba Mingde and Hu Qiqi will be taken, the rest will be killed if they resist.' That one who was naked and naked still had to jump out and scream,
Dad, you still don’t know the nature of our Xiliang soldiers? How can he get good results if he insists on flirting like this? Besides, when we cut him, our brothers didn’t know what he was.”
After Song Ying finished speaking, she muttered disapprovingly: "What's wrong with Tuotuo Buhua? Isn't he just a remnant of the Yuan Dynasty royal family who has passed? Didn't our Ming Dynasty kill many princes and princes of the Yuan clan in northern Xinjiang? This time, the emperor
Didn't we personally conquer the Mongolian Khan Benya Shili and kill them all? What a big deal."
"You...you little beast, you are really going to make me angry to death."
Xia Xun hurriedly said: "Tuo Tuo Bu Hua is a surrendered minister. It is inappropriate to kill him rashly and spread the news. However, what the third son said is not false. He is just a descendant of the royal family who has passed away. He will die.
It’s not that important.”
He thought for a while and then said: "The Angel tribe has been taught by my Ming Dynasty and has been under my rule for more than forty years. The Marquis should be able to control them. Let's restrain the tribe first and conceal the news of Tuotuo Buhua's death.
The emperor has to tell the truth, but this is not the Third Young Master's fault. I will also advise the emperor. As long as the emperor nods, I will let him pass away due to illness. Are you afraid that you can't hide it? "
Behind the screen, Xilin, Jeanne, Thank you, Su Ying and Tang Sai'er, the five girls standing upright, Pingping Tingting, heard this, thank you shook his head slightly and murmured: "Something's wrong, from what he said
, there are a lot of strange things, how can there be two true and false pairs, Tuoba Mingde and Tuotuo Buhua, this method seems to be..., there must be another mystery."
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