Chapter three hundred and forty seventh: the horse thief called fine riding
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"His Majesty."
Li Zheng, the president of the Three Guards Army, raised the tent and walked into the tent where Emperor Wei lived.
"What happened outside? What's with that flute sound?"
Emperor Wei asked, sitting on a bed made of blankets.
"The general has sent people to investigate, but..." At this point, Li Zheng paused, frowned and said, "The general suspects that the Sheang people may have been attacked."
"..." Emperor Wei looked a little shocked when he heard this, and then his expression suddenly became extremely solemn.
"Who attacked the Yi people? Why did they choose this time? Could it be to sabotage the meeting between Wei and Yinrong?"
Thinking of this, Emperor Wei couldn't help but think of last year's "Chu envoy Xiong Fen was attacked", and thought of what his son Zhao Hongrun had mentioned that "there may be rebel forces lurking in the country of Wei", and the look on his face gradually became gloomy.
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The attack on the Yi people at this time was not a good thing for the Wei State.
It is obvious that this attack must be a conspiracy against the State of Wei, possibly to damage the relationship between the State of Wei and Yinrong.
This made Emperor Wei's already bad mood even worse.
You know, the people from the Jiejiao tribe of the Jie tribe had been deliberately trying to sabotage this meeting and kept provoking them, the Wei State. But now, the tribe of the He tribe was attacked by unknown forces. Wouldn't this give
Those Jie people’s excuse to instigate the Hei people?
"If someone really attacks the tribe of the Yi people, send the Tiger Guards to reinforce them!" Emperor Wei said in a deep voice.
"Yes!" Li Zheng nodded when he heard this. He was about to leave the tent and go to give the order, but he heard Emperor Wei calling him back: "Wait a minute."
"What other orders does your Majesty have?"
"Check carefully to find out who is attacking the Yi tribe."
"yes!"
Li Zheng clasped his fists and left.
He glanced at the shaking tent, lowered his head and thought with a gloomy expression.
At the same time, at the Qingyang Tribe's camp, the group of horse thieves who attacked the camp had broken through the defense lines of the clan guards and entered the Qingyang Tribe's camp.
It must be said that these horse thieves were quite powerful. They used the scimitars in their hands to kill the Qingyang tribe members one after another.
What is incredible is that not one of these horse thieves has been killed yet.
This powerful combat effectiveness is no less than that of the Junshui Army's heroic cavalry.
"Could they be Korea's elite cavalry?"
A guess that seemed incredible to him suddenly appeared in Zhao Hongrun's mind.
But the problem is that this place is on the south side of the Yellow River. The Korean cavalry has not yet broken through Hedong County. How can it be possible to penetrate deep to the south of the Yellow River?
Logically speaking, if the Korean cavalry crossed the river in large numbers, the Chenggao Army in the west and the Nanyan Army in the east should have discovered it and given an early warning.
There is another point that Zhao Hongrun is also very concerned about.
As far as he knew, in this campsite, excluding the Wei people, the number of envoys from the leaders of the Yi, Yi, and Jie tribes alone was no less than three to four thousand, and nearby, the entire campsite was surrounded by people from all directions.
The siren used by the Sheo people as an early warning was blown. Does this mean that the entire camp was under a full-scale attack?
If that's true, wouldn't the opponent's number have to be in the thousands?
Cheng Gao's army didn't notice such a huge number of people?
However, the current situation did not allow Zhao Hongrun to think about this matter in detail. After all, those horse thieves had broken through the defense lines of the clan guards and were heading towards the depths of the camp.
Looking at the fierce horse thief rushing at the front, Zhao Hongrun experienced the threat of death for the first time. It was an illusion that seemed to send chills to his bones, making his hand holding the dagger tremble slightly.
It is true that he has commanded an army of 80,000 men, but has he ever personally gone into battle to kill an enemy?
Looking at the bright scimitar in the hand of the horse thief, Zhao Hongrun felt as if all his strength had been taken away from him, making it difficult to move.
"Don't be stupid!"
Zhao Yuanli, the uncle of the Sixth Prince who was not far from Zhao Hongrun, pushed Zhao Hongrun and Oona away with all his strength. At the critical moment, he blocked the sword for Zhao Hongrun with the sword in his hand.
Hearing a "clang" sound, the horse thief glanced at Zhao Yuanli with some surprise, who blocked his sword, and galloped past the latter. He did not turn his horse's head to continue killing, but continued to move forward.
He chopped down a bonfire for lighting with the machete in his hand.
With a clang, the copper pot placed on a wooden tripod fell to the ground, pouring out a cloud of charcoal fire and animal fat.
Under Zhao Hongrun's astonished gaze, the horse thief slowly stopped his horse, cut off the rope of a nearby tent, then pulled the tent and placed it over the pile of charcoal fire on the ground.
In an instant, flames burst out and the tent burned violently.
At the same time, the horse thief repeated his old tricks again, using the scimitar in his hand to cut down the ropes used to secure one tent after another.
"The purpose of this gang... seems not to kill people, but to create chaos?"
Zhao Hongrun was shocked when he saw this scene.
Unfortunately, before he could think about it carefully, his thoughts were interrupted by a scream from Oona behind him.
It turned out that after the horse thief, two more horse thieves came rushing over on horseback.
"Be careful, Hongrun!"
Zhao Yuanli, the uncle of the Sixth Prince, shouted in a deep voice and took the initiative to greet one of the riders, but he had no time to take care of the other rider.
Glancing at Oona behind him, as well as Princess Yulong and other three girls not far away, Zhao Hongrun took a deep breath and was about to step forward with the dagger in hand.
But at this moment, a plain hand stretched out and gently stopped him.
"Stay."
Mi Jiang glanced at Zhao Hongrun with an expressionless expression, then stepped forward with a sword in hand. Under Zhao Hongrun's wide-eyed gaze, he arrived in front of the horse thief in a moment.
Because Mi Jiang was walking so fast, even the horse thief was startled, and he hurriedly swung his knife and slashed at Mi Jiang.
However, Mi Jiang turned a blind eye to the dangerous scimitar. While running, she tilted her head slightly to avoid it within a short distance. Immediately, the sharp sword in her hand was quickly raised, and blood was seen.
The spray actually cut off the horse thief's left hand.
In an instant, the horse thief passed by Mi Jiang. Mi Jiang turned around, glanced at the blood-stained sword in his hand, and then looked at the back of the horse thief. In his calm eyes, there was actually something...
There was a hint of surprise.
You know, she had just attacked with all her strength, intending to kill the opponent directly, but at the critical moment, the horse thief blocked her sword with her left hand, so that Mi Jiang could not kill the opponent with one sword, and only cut off
The opponent has one hand.
Those who still have such outstanding responses in times of crisis are definitely not just idle people!
"Sister! Stop him!"
Mi Jiang shouted from a distance.
"I know, sister."
Mi Rui, who was next to Princess Yulong, had actually been ready when her sister missed. Now when Mi Jiang spoke, she also lowered her head, bent over, stepped forward with a strange posture, and rushed forward.
In front of her, even though the horse thief lost one of his hands and had a ferocious face, his ferocious aura did not diminish at all. He actually bit the reins with his mouth, and with his only remaining right hand, he held a scimitar and charged towards her.
Mi Rui came forward and chopped it down.
It's a pity that he failed to hit Mijiang just now, and he also failed to hit Mirui this time. The bodies of these two sisters are extremely flexible.
However, she saw that Mi Rui also tilted her head slightly and avoided the scimitar with the smallest movement. Then she lightly jumped up and struck the horse thief's back hard with the sharp sword in her hand.
"ah--"
The horse thief screamed, and was thrown down. He rolled several times on the ground, slid to a short distance in front of Zhao Hongrun, and stopped moving.
"Dead?"
Zhao Hongrun breathed a sigh of relief and took a few steps forward, preparing to inspect the body, hoping to find something that could identify the identity of this group of people.
But when Zhao Hongrun walked to the corpse and was about to squat down, suddenly, the horse thief suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Zhao Hongrun's arm with his only right hand, and pulled him forward fiercely. At the same time, he
He opened his mouth as if he was trying to bite off Zhao Hongrun's throat.
Unfortunately, the horse thief failed to bite off Zhao Hongrun's throat in the end, because Mi Jiang had quickly arrived, pierced the horse thief's head and neck with the sharp sword in his hand, and nailed him to the ground.
This near-miss scene made Zhao Hongrun's legs slightly weak from fright.
He never expected that this horse thief would be so ferocious. Even though he was about to die, he still wanted to kill another person.
"Are you looking for death?"
Mi Jiang frowned and stared at Zhao Hongrun, and reprimanded in an almost reproachful tone: "I didn't kill this person with one sword strike, so you should have guessed that this person is anything but ordinary."
There was a hint of worry in her scolding voice that sounded reproachful.
"How do I know this guy is pretending to be dead?" Zhao Hongrun had a look on his face. Immediately, he looked at Mi Jiang, who was very close at hand, and said rather unnaturally: "Um...thank you."
"..." Mi Jiang was stunned for a moment, then looked away unnaturally and said calmly: "No need to thank me. I saved you just because I will die if you die...that's all."
At this moment, Mi Rui's cry came from the distance.
"Sister, come and help me."
Zhao Hongrun and Mi Jiang looked up and found that Mi Rui was surrounded by several horse thieves. Obviously, those horse thieves had realized that the Mi sisters were a greater threat than the clan guards.
Seeing this, Mi Jiang pulled out the sharp sword from the horse thief's head and neck, shook off the blood on the sword, and stepped forward to help. However, after taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped again, turned back and whispered to Zhao Hongrun.
: "Be careful yourself."
"Is she worried about me?"
An incredible thought came to Zhao Hongrun's mind and he nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Mi Jiang also threw herself into the fight. She quickly killed the horse thief who was fighting with Zhao Yuanli, and signaled the prince to back off with her eyes.
"This is really..."
As Zhao Hongrun's trusted Sixth Prince, Zhao Yuanli still knew the identity of the sisters Mi Jiang and Mi Rui, but he really didn't expect that these two sisters, who looked weak and petite on the outside, were actually more capable of killing than those Zongwei.
Be sharp.
"Hongrun, are you okay?"
Zhao Yuanli retreated to Zhao Hongrun.
At this time, Zhao Hongrun was comforting the frightened Princess Yulong and the equally frightened Oona. After hearing this, he turned around and shook his head slightly.
Although his life is not yet in danger, Zhao Hongrun's mood is getting heavier because he found that more and more horse thieves broke through the defense line of Qingyang tribe soldiers and clan guards, and entered the Qingyang tribe's campsite.
It was Mi Jiang and Mi Rui who came to help, but it was difficult to repel these horse thieves.
"Who are these people? Why do they attack the Yi people?"
Zhao Hongrun couldn't understand.
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