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The words of Tuwu bone are sonorous and powerful, and the sound is loud, and the surroundings are quiet and silent, deadly silence!

After speaking, he smiled smugly.

The young captain took a few steps back on the city wall, turned around and instructed: "Hurry up and report to the prince!"

This person threatened "the army is under the city", how could he, a small captain, make his own decisions!

"Yes, Captain Cheng." A soldier hurriedly led the way.

Cheng Xiaowei pursed his lips into a straight line, holding a sigh of relief in his heart, listening to the sound of the soldier's footsteps gradually receding...

Next, there was a long silence. Those on the city wall were waiting for Xiao Yi's order, while those under the city wall guessed that the other party was going to pass the message, so they didn't rush, and waited patiently outside the city...

At this time, time seemed to slow down, and every moment was so tormented, Cheng Xiaowei became more and more irritable, and looked inside and outside the city from time to time... Until there was a faint sound of horse hooves from the rear, which became more and more clear.

stomping on...

Following the sound, several horses came galloping at the end of the street. The leader was a handsome young man wearing a purple brocade robe and standing tall. At first glance, the young man was dressed in fresh clothes, angry with horses, and high-spirited, it was Xiao Yi.

And a white horse next to him is keeping pace with him. Immediately, there is a gentle and elegant blue-robed young man, out of the dust like an immortal. The two of them are both martial and literary, and their temperament is moving and quiet. They form a sharp contrast, but for some reason, there is a strange of harmony.

What are you thinking about? Cheng Xiaowei blinked, wondering if he was a temporary demon just now.

Soon, Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai walked up the city wall one after the other.

"Master Shizi, Lord Guanhou!" Cheng Xiaowei hurriedly stepped forward and saluted the two of them.

Xiao Yi waved his hand casually, stepped forward, and looked down at the group of Tu Wugu outside the city wall.

The Prince of Zhennan finally appeared!

Tu Yugu was overjoyed, and he folded his fists and repeated the previous words: "Xiao Shizi, I am here to spread the word on my commander's order, if the prince agrees to hand over to me the nine kings of Nanliang, then everything in the war between the two countries can be discussed, otherwise Tomorrow..."

Listening, Guan Yubai raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. The other party was afraid that he had misestimated Yi's temperament.

Sure enough, in the next instant, Xiao Yi coldly interrupted Tu Wugu:

"Within ten breaths, retreat or die!"

The six words are loud and clear, and Xiao Yi's attitude is even more firm and resolute, and he can't say anything——

Since the other party is not here to surrender, then there is nothing to talk about!

The corners of Guan Yubai's mouth twitched slightly, Ayi has always adhered to his principles, grasped his own righteousness, and will never be easily shaken!

Cheng Xiaowei also looked at Xiao Yi from behind. On the one hand, he felt happy, but on the other hand, he felt a little nervous. He looked at Guan Yubai subconsciously, but saw that the other party's expression was indifferent, and the corner of his mouth seemed to have a faint smile. , but looking at it again, it seems to be his own hallucination.

Cheng Xiaowei still secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This Marquis Anyi came to supervise the army under the emperor's order, and he was a second-rank military marquis, so he was indeed a troublesome person. Originally, the Southern Border Army was led by Shiziye, but if Marquis Anyi questioned Shiziye's decision and wrote to the court, it would be a huge trouble for Shiziye and Nanjiang.

Since Marquis Anyi came, Li Shoubei and General Jing Qian secretly issued strict orders to the soldiers below, ordering them to be cautious in their words and deeds, abide by military discipline, and never embarrass the prince.

Fortunately, this Marquis Anyi seems to be a reasonable person...

"ten!"

Xiao Yi's counting sounds came from his ears, and Cheng Xiaowei suddenly woke up.

"Nine!"

Xiao Yi counted down unhurriedly, looked at Tu Wugu with a cold gaze, and began to count down, releasing a cold murderous aura all over his body.

Obviously, the distance between the two sides was several dozen feet, and he couldn't even see the other's face clearly, but Tu Yugu felt a chill in his heart, as if he was being stared at by some fierce beast, which made him shudder.

Although he had never faced off against Xiao Yi on the battlefield, he suddenly understood why Dayu, the prince of Zhennan, had the title of "God of Killing" in their Nanliang Army.

Tu Wugu clenched the reins involuntarily, and he never thought that Xiao Yi would be a soft and hard person!

However, Ikaluo will never accept two failures, and he can't go back without success!

Tuwugu swallowed his saliva, and said righteously: "Xiao Shizi, as the prince of the vassal king in the southern border, don't you think about the people of Yanding City, and insist that the two countries meet each other... "

Xiao Yi continued to count down to himself: "Eight!..." At the same time as he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, and Bamboo immediately handed an ink-colored heavy bow into his hand.

Cheng Xiaowei couldn't hold back the excitement on his face, and said, "Seven!"

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of soldiers on the city wall also counted down in unison: "Six! Five!..."

The sound became louder and louder, the bowstrings in the hands of the archers had begun to tighten, and hundreds of arrows were all aimed at Tuyugu and his party.

"Xiao Shizi, you will definitely regret it!" Tugugu remembered the arrow that was shot in front of his horse last time, and he was still scared after all, he pulled the horse rope and quickly turned the horse's head.

The countdown above the city wall continues: "Two!"

At the same time, Xiao Yi has easily drawn the bow to the full, with ease, and the arrow with the cold light is aimed at the galloping Tugugu...

When the last number "one" fell, with the humming sound of the bowstring, a sharp and piercing sound suddenly sounded:

"Whoosh-"

The sharp arrow split the air like lightning and shot towards Tuyugu quickly, and even the air seemed to be shaken, causing a subtle change.

Tugugu in front of him faintly felt something, and tried to look back, but unfortunately it was too late. The sharp arrow swept past like a shooting star, and in the blink of an eye, it passed through his heart behind him, click...

He seemed to hear the sound of the rupture of his bones and internal organs echoing in his ears, his eyes were stunned to the extreme, and he watched in disbelief as the blood-stained arrow appeared on his left chest...

tick, tick...

Blood-red blood dripped from the arrow, but his heart had stopped beating forever...

Tuwu fell off his horse stiffly and rolled onto the official road of yellow soil, his dull eyes bulging out, as if he didn't understand how he could lose his life like that.

At this moment, time almost stopped.

"Your Excellency!" The envoys beside Tugugu exclaimed, and all of a sudden they lost their minds.

"retreat!"

"Go back and report to the commander!"

"drive!"

They caught their horses and tried to drive the horses away.

But it's too late!

"Whoosh whoosh..."

After Xiao Yi's arrow, all the archers drew their bows and fired arrows in unison. The dense arrows were shot almost simultaneously. The arrows rained down from the sky, instantly covering the few Nanliang envoys...

Before they could even let out their screams, they were shot into "hedgehogs" by the countless arrows, and fell off their horses one by one, and the blood stained the yellow soil below them red.

This scene seemed so tragic, but the soldiers on the city wall only felt extremely happy.

How many innocent people in the southern Xinjiang have been killed by these damn Nanliang people, and how many of their comrades have died fighting to regain their homeland and defend their own people!

There are also Yanding City and Yongjia City now that the ten rooms and nine empty spaces are all the faults of Nanliang man-made, so they dare to appear outside Yanding City to threaten and threaten people, it is really deceiving!

Xiao Yiyuan looked at the corpses lying on the outside of the city gate, with a surprisingly bright brilliance in his eyes, and said slowly, "Apart from surrendering and returning the city, Southern Border will not accept any negotiations."

Xiao Yi's voice was not loud, but in the ears of these soldiers, it was like thunder, and they all looked at him.

The black eyes of these soldiers are shining brightly, and their dedicated and enthusiastic eyes are almost looking at their own beliefs. They are all confident and believe that under the leadership of Xiao Yi, they will be invincible!

Guan Yubai was looking at Xiao Yi and the other soldiers on the city wall, his eyes were deep, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened... After a while, he looked up at the rising sun in the east, squinting slightly.

Times create heroes, the rising sun will eventually rise in the sky, and no one can stop it from blooming its own dazzling light...

Ah Yi, how far can he go? !

Not only the soldiers on the city wall saw the scene just now, but also the nine kings Langma, those prisoners of Nanliang, and others who were hundreds of feet away.

Langma stood still as if struck by lightning, her mind was blank, and she could hardly think.

What happened just now was completely beyond his expectations. "When the two countries fight against each other, don't kill them." This has been the rule for thousands of years. How could Xiao Yi dare to shoot other countries? Wasn't he afraid of ruining his reputation? !

Behind Langma, those Nanliang prisoners were all pale and trembling slightly.

Although they were temporarily captured by the Southern Border Army, everyone had a glimmer of hope in their hearts, hoping that one day Southern Border would exchange prisoners with Nanliang, and they could return to their homeland again...

But at the moment when the rain of arrows poured down from the city wall just now, the little hope in their hearts was suddenly shattered!

In contrast, the attitudes of the southern Xinjiang civilians and the soldiers of the southern Xinjiang army are completely different from those of the southern Liang people. They are all proud of themselves. A middle-aged man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and choked: " Well done! Shizi is here to avenge my whole family!" I don't know how many people in Yanding City have lost all their relatives just like themselves.

"Happy!" One of his friends patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "It's so happy!"

Others also spoke at a loss:

"It's time to kill all these Nanliang talents!"

"That's right, kill them so they wouldn't dare to commit crimes for a hundred years!"

"..."

Those civilians were getting more and more angry, and even the eyes that looked at the nine kings and the captives of Nanliang burst out with deep hatred. If there were still soldiers guarding around, they would have wanted to smash the nine kings and the others to pieces. .

All kinds of hatred and negative emotions came in layers like waves, and Langma felt like an island in the ocean, ready to be engulfed by the terrible tsunami...

Langma panicked. Next, he had to guard against these civilians, but also against Xiao Yi—he originally thought that the Southern Border Army had fallen into his Nanliang trap anyway, and he just had to wait patiently for the Southern Border Army to be captured. After being defeated, it is natural to return to the old land, but now, seeing Xiao Yi's decisive appearance, Langma realized one thing, this Xiao Yi is so tyrannical and rude, I am afraid that Xiao Yi will definitely wait until the day when Yanding City is destroyed. Bring yourself to the city!

The more Langma thought about it, the more she felt that this possibility was extremely high.

No, he must not stay here and sit still!

He must find a way to escape!

Langma said to herself in her heart.

However, how can he escape from this iron-like guard by relying on him alone?

I am afraid that the only people who can help me here are—

Joshin Woo!

Langma looked thoughtfully towards Qiao Shenyu not far away, and saw that Qiao Shenyu, who was also looking in the direction of the city wall, just now withdrew his gaze. Compared with those civilians who were filled with righteous indignation, his face seemed to have a certain expression on his face. Disapprove.

Langma's eyes flashed, she clenched her fists, and then strode to Qiao Shenyu's side.

"Brother Qiao, you don't look very good," Langma asked in a low voice, her tone was both caring and attentive, "But did you not rest well last night?"

"Don't mention it, I was woken up by someone else's snoring, and I didn't sleep all night..."

Qiao Shenyu was full of bitterness every day, Langma picked up a topic at random, he complained incessantly, and the two hid in the corner and talked.

On the city wall not far away, Xiao Yi was looking at the direction where Langma and the others were, and there was a slight smile on his lips. From his angle, he can't actually see Langma, but he can somewhat speculate on his thoughts at the moment.

The city wall soon regained its original calm, and the archers retreated well-trained.

When there were no outsiders around, Xiao Yi asked with a smile, "Xiao Bai, are you still out of the city today? I'm free anyway, why don't we go together?"

The official language responded with a smile. Drawing a new map is an extremely tedious and meticulous work, and Guan Yubai likes to do it himself, so he has been busy for a long time, and he can only finish less than one third of it.

The two went down the city wall along the stone steps, and Bamboo hurriedly ordered the city gate guard to open the city gate.

"Squeak-"

The heavy city gate was slowly opened by the joint efforts of several guards. At this time, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance. Xiao Yi didn't care, but he saw Bamboo who turned his head and was about to report to Xiao Yi. , the person who came has already shouted at the top of his voice:

"Big brother!"

This clear and brisk voice was too familiar, and as soon as he heard it, he knew it was Fu Yunhe.

Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai turned to look, two horses, one black and one white, carrying a man and a woman, were galloping towards the city gate, their hooves flying.

The young man on the white horse was in high spirits, it was Fu Yunhe, and the black horse was a girl in green clothes. The thick black and shiny braids rose slightly behind her as the horse swayed, radiating vitality.

"Xiao Hezi, you and Miss Han also want to leave the city?" Xiao Yi's gaze paused on the basket beside the two horses and speculated.

Fu Yunhe replied with a smile: "Cousin Xia was going to go to Yulan Mountain with grandfather Lin to collect herbs. I think it would be too dangerous for the two of them to go there. It happened that I was fine in the city these few days, so I just asked my grandfather to ask Ying. The grandfather of the Lin family asked me to accompany my cousin Xia..."

"It's a coincidence," Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, "Xiaobai and I are going to Yulan Mountain as well, so let's go together."

Fu Yunhe and Han Qixia naturally have no objection.

At this time, the city gate was half open, Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai also got on their horses, and the group of six filed out of the city.

Outside the city gate, someone was cleaning up the corpses and bloodstains of Nanliang people.

Go south along the official road.

The sun in the autumn morning is still mild, and the sun shines softly on the mountains and forests in the distance, on the official road, on the treetops, on the fields, on everyone...

The scenery in the southern suburbs is beautiful, and the wild camellias on the roadside are splendid, colorful, and grow wildly. Compared with those carefully cultivated camellias, these wild camellias have a vigorous vitality.

From time to time, you can see birds and butterflies perching on the branches and among the flowers.

Probably because he was used to playing with the homing pigeons and birds of the palace on weekdays, Xiaohui rarely used birds as prey, he usually just played with them, watching them jumping and dropping feathers, it would croak excitedly. endlessly.

Everyone rode their horses all the way. Guan Yubai had already surveyed Yanding City for five miles, so they basically did not stop along the way. After about half an hour, several continuous mountains appeared in front of them. outside.

Everyone's horses slowed down. Han Qixia pointed to the front and said, "The Yulan Mountain is in front... The last time my grandfather and I came to this area to collect herbs, we accidentally discovered that there are several rare herbs on this mountain."

The horse accelerated again and galloped straight towards the Yulan Mountain in front.

stomping on...

The group parked their horses at the foot of the mountain, everyone turned over and dismounted, Bamboo stayed behind to watch the horses, and Xiao Si spontaneously carried the luggage for Guan Yubai.

"I still remember the last time my grandfather and I went up the mountain from the front path..."

Han Qixia volunteered to lead the way at the front.

Yulan Mountain is not a scenic spot, and there are no temples or pavilions on the mountain. Most of the people who come here are hunters on weekdays. Occasionally, medicinal farmers who collect herbs go up the mountain. Therefore, there are no artificial roads on the mountain, only some hunters come out. The trail is steep and muddy.

The mountain road is not easy to walk, and Han Qixia is the only weak woman among them. At first, Fu Yunhe was worried that Han Qixia would not be able to walk such a rugged mountain road, but she didn't want to. She seemed to be more nimble than him, wearing a pair of deerskin gloves. , from time to time, grabbing some branches, bushes, etc., to use the strength to move forward.

Several people did not stop all the way, and soon reached the middle of the mountain.

Looking at Han Qixia's forehead, Fu Yunhe was about to suggest whether you should take a nap, but saw a happy face on Han Qixia's face, her eyes shining like jewels, and she raised her voice a little excitedly: "I found it! It's Shi Jing. Grass!"

Following her gaze, she saw a few clumps of dark gray thorn-like plants growing around a dead tree that had been split in half.

While striding forward, Han Qixia skillfully took out the sickle from the basket behind her.

The blade of the sickle was extremely cold and sharp, and a few rays of sunlight were projected through the gaps in the branches and leaves above.

The icy and hard blade was in stark contrast to Han Qixia's slender hands, one firm and one soft, one cold and one warm.

With the eyes of a soldier, Fu Yunhe can say with full confidence that a scythe on the wrist or neck can be fatal!

He swallowed and felt that his cousin was really not suitable for holding such a dangerous weapon. What if she accidentally stabbed her foot and fell to the blade?

What if she accidentally cut her own wrist while picking herbs?

"Cousin Xia, let me help you!" Fu Yunhe took the initiative to ask Ying with a smile on his face.

Han Qixia paused for a while, and looked at Fu Yunhe with her clear eyes. The pupils that seemed to be crystal clear in the mountain stream seemed to reflect Fu Yunhe's thoughts. Fu Yunhe was so guilty that he almost didn't dare to look directly at her.

The corner of Han Qixia's mouth evoked a faint smile, and said, "Cousin Crane, do you know which herb I want to pick?"

Fu Yunhe was stunned, pointed at the gray "thorns" and said, "Isn't that the stone wattle grass?"

Han Qixia glanced at him with a smile, then squatted down and cut off a section of gray needles with a sickle, saying, "Stone wattle often grows with a plant called gray soap thorn. It looks very similar, but the former can be used as medicine, and the latter is just ordinary grass."

Fu Yunhe took a closer look and found that two similar plants were really mixed in the gray "thorns".

Han Qixia skillfully mowed down a section of Shi Jing grass, and continued: "And to choose Shi Jing grass, you must choose this kind of ash with dark green, this is just the mature Shi Jing grass, too tender and not enough medicinal properties, Too old and not easy to use as medicine..."

As Han Qixia explained, she continued to mow the stone wattle grass. After a while, a lot of stone wattle grass was picked.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!