"Stop it!" The long wind turned and the snow was blowing, Chu Qiao suddenly raised her thin face and shouted sharply, "Otherwise I'll kill him!"
"Stop!" Wei Shuye frowned and shouted loudly.
There was a sharp swishing sound, and a crossbow arrow pierced through the air, and shot into the head of Wei Shuye's war horse with incomparable precision. The left eye shot in, and the right eye leaked out. Blood spattered, brains burst out, and the mournful wail soared to the sky. And rise. Wei Shuye was knocked off his horse and rolled around on the spot, looking a little embarrassed.
Chu Qiao half squatted on the ground, holding a knife in her left hand against Wei Jing's neck, holding a crossbow in her right hand against her shoulder blades, tilting her head and taking out an arrow from the small quiver behind her, using only her mouth and arms With cooperation, the arrow was quickly mounted. She raised her eyebrows, looked at Wei Shuye coldly, and said slowly: "The next arrow will not just shoot the horse. I advise you not to go forward."
Everyone's eyes were stunned for a moment, as if they were all frozen by the terrible weather. Thousands of the most elite soldiers of Zhenhuang City, the princes and grandsons of the aristocratic families, and the excellent generals of the Imperial General Hall all frowned and looked at the still Children under three feet tall. The child was wearing a soft leather armor that was obviously too big, and a blue leather collar protected her thin, pointed face, which was not as big as a palm of an adult. Her big eyes were black and white, her small nose was slightly upturned, and her arms It was so slender that it seemed that it could be broken with a single force, and there was an undisguised tenderness and youthfulness in the whole person.
But it was this child who seemed to be able to be blown away by a gust of wind to break through the blockade of the elite Wei Clan. The owner of the Golden Palace was fighting against the entire Great Xia Empire, with a stern face, he took the enemy's leader as a hostage, threatening everyone.
This is the first time that Chu Qiao openly resisted the rule of the Great Xia Dynasty and despised the Great Xia Emperor's prestige. Her idea is very simple, she wants to escape, take Yan Xun, and escape together.
"Drop your weapon and open the city gate. Don't let me say it a second time." The child's voice was low, and his eyes flicked slowly across the crowd. As her body turned, the crossbow on her shoulder blades also turned. , like a bloodthirsty eye, slowly passing through the hearts of the people floating around.
"Do it!" Wei Jing suddenly snarled, the pampered and noble son of the dynasty could not bear the humiliation of being threatened and humiliated by a pariah. He stubbornly raised his young head, not afraid of the knife cutting the skin on his neck, and said angrily, "Take them down!"
With a sharp sound, before Wei Jing finished speaking, two fingers were cut off by Chu Qiao. Wei Jing was caught off guard and let out a scream, and the blood from the severed finger splashed all over the ground.
"Second Master Wei, I advise you to keep your mouth shut." Chu Qiao raised her head, looked at Wei Clan's soldiers, and said with a sneer, "You didn't understand what I said, or did you intend to disobey? Order from another coach?" Her eyes turned to Wei Shuye, and she circled lightly, "The biggest competitor is dead, and some people can justifiably ascend to the position of Patriarch. Major General Shu Ye, As the next elder of the Wei Clan, who else is better than you?"
"Untouchable!" Wei Jing gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "We have a deep brotherhood, so you don't have to bother to provoke him."
"Is it brotherly love? You have to look to know." Chu Qiao smiled faintly, her eyes met Wei Shuye's eyes, the knife was slashed on Wei Jing's neck, her smile was evil, she did not look like an eight-year-old child at all .
She quickly tied Wei Jing up, because of her small stature and lack of strength, the means of binding and the knotting of the rope were very ingenious, even with Wei Jing's strength, it was difficult to break free.
"Get on the horse." Chu Qiao said, "I have to trouble Second Young Master Wei to give us a ride."
The sky was thick with clouds, not a single bit of starlight, and even the cold moonlight was covered.
Chu Qiao did not ride on the same horse as Wei Jing, but sat confidently and boldly on the other horse, followed behind him by two horses, holding a small bow and crossbow, staring fixedly at the front of the tied horse. A man on horseback, ready to deliver the coup de grace if necessary.
"Yan Xun, let's go."
Yan Xun squinted his eyes, then raised the corners of his mouth, and laughed happily. He lazily climbed onto the horse's back, and led his subordinates straight forward, without any concern for the enemy soldiers beside him. Chu Qiao took the lead and walked in front. She looked too small, but no one could ignore the cold aura emanating from that small body. Wherever she went, the densely packed Zhenhuang defenders gave way one after another, just like when the tide is ebbing. flood.
The gate of the city opened with a creak, and the torches burned fiercely, lighting up the sky in red. The flames in the north of the empire still persisted. The flames of war affected thousands of Daxia people, and every inch of the Yanbei Plateau was stained red with blood. At this moment, in the heart of the empire, Yan Xun, the son of King Yan, who was judged by the empire as the leader of the rebellion, stepped out of the thick city walls of the Zhenhuang Imperial Capital in a grand manner, while the most elite army of the Great Xia Dynasty could only watch helplessly. Nothing can be done to save the situation.
The corners of Zhuge Huai's mouth slightly curled up, and he smiled faintly.
For the Zhuge family, whether Yan Xun can return to Yanbei is not important, what is important is that Sheng Jingong entrusted this task to the Wei faction, but they did not complete it.
There is no news that would be more pleasing than this, Zhuge Huai thought to himself, and said to the attendants beside him: "Go and inform the fourth young master, and go back to the mansion immediately. I have something to discuss with him."
The attendant bowed and said, "The fourth young master has left the city."
"What?" Zhuge Huai was taken aback, "Going out of the city?"
"I just went out from the north city gate. I said yes, I said I was arresting the fugitive slaves in the mansion."
"A fugitive slave?" Zhuge Huai frowned, "What kind of fugitive slave is he going to chase after him himself?"
"The subordinates don't know too well, so go check it out right away."
Zhuge Huai raised his head, half-closed his eyes and looked at the dark night, and murmured, "I hope he won't do anything bad."
Half an hour later, on the desolate ancient plank road, Yan Xun ordered someone to loosen Wei Jing's rope, and said coldly, "Since I promised to let you go, I won't go back on my word, you can go."
Wei Jing took a hard look at Yan Xun and Chu Qiao behind him, then turned around and walked in the direction of Zhenhuang City.
"You shouldn't have let him go." Chu Qiao's voice sounded coldly behind him, "Didn't you see the look in his eyes? Keeping him, sooner or later will be a serious problem."
Yan Xun shook his head, looked at Wei Jing's receding figure, and said slowly, "Kill him, then Yan Bei will be charged with treason. This risk." After finishing speaking, the young man turned his head, "What are your plans? The Zhuge family will not let you go, come back to Yanbei with me."
Chu Qiao raised her face, smiled lightly, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I still have things to do."
Yan Xun frowned, and said in a deep voice, "You are a child, what can you do?"
Chu Qiao raised her eyebrows and looked at Yan Xun, "It's been so long, why do you think I'm a child?"
Yan Xun was taken aback for a moment, tongue-tied and trying to defend himself, but after thinking about it, this guy really doesn't look like a child at all. Yan Shizi frowned, thought for a while, then took Chu Qiao's hand angrily, and said stubbornly: "I look like everything, look at your hands, small arms, small legs, small head, small head, you are clearly a child, even if you No matter how cruel and ruthless he is, he is still a child."
Chu Qiao threw Yan Xun away, frowned and muttered, "You're messing around."
"Hey!" Yan Xun stepped forward and stopped Chu Qiao, "Are you really going?"
"I have to go."
"Is there something that needs to be done, can I find someone to do it for you?" Shizi Yan asked loudly, furious.
Chu Qiao turned her head, looked at the young man's clear eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Yan Xun, you and I are not the same kind of people, walking this distance together is enough."
Yan Xun sat on the horseback, silent.
"You and I have finally met each other. The road ahead is unpredictable, so please take care." Chu Qiao said in a low voice, like an elder, and then turned her horse's head and whipped away.
The stars and the moon were dark, and the child was riding alone in the wind and snow, gradually disappearing in the wind and snow. Yan Xun suddenly realized that he rode his horse to catch up a few steps, but it was in vain. He sat on the horse and shouted loudly to the child hidden in the snow: "Hey! If you have something to do in the future, come to Yanbei Find me!"
The sound pierced through the wind and snow, flying and echoing in the vast night. The night was far from over, it was pitch black and bitterly cold.
Outside the pitch-black Zhenhuang City, a small figure was walking rapidly on the plank road outside the Dongfang City Gate. The huge leather coat covered the head, face and figure, and a small bag made of mink fur was carried on the back, which was bulging and very heavy at first glance.
The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, so that people could barely open their eyes. The man walked with difficulty, but he never stopped, as if there was some ferocious beast chasing after him.
Amidst the sound of the howling wind, the crisp sound of horse hoofs suddenly sounded. On the distant plain, a pure black war horse galloped quickly. The child on the horse was small and thin, only seven or eight years old, wearing the clothes of Yanbei's guards, A pair of pitch-black eyes scanned the night, like a sharp eagle. Seeing the figure walking alone in front, she was overjoyed, raised her whip, and quickly chased after him.
"Xiao Ba!" Chu Qiao yelled, and the strong wind blew up, blowing her voice into fragments in an instant. The people walking in front didn't seem to notice it, and they still kept their heads down and hurried on the road. Chu Qiao rode her horse and rushed forward, stopped in front of that person a few steps, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Little Ba?"
"Hey." A deep and hoarse laughter came suddenly, and the thin person raised his head, his face was wrinkled, and there was a young child, clearly a middle-aged dwarf in his forties!
It was too late and then soon, a sleeve arrow shot out from the dwarf's cuff, and rushed towards Chu Qiao's face. Immediately fell down on the horse's back.
A hoarse sneer slowly sounded, which seemed especially strange under the cold night. The dwarf threw away the burden on his back, walked forward slowly, and kicked the child's leg. Seeing that the child was dead and unresponsive, he squatted down to test her breath.
"Master is indeed stupid. He even sent me to deal with such a little boy." The dwarf snorted coldly, and turned the child's body lying on the ground over.
However, in this flash of light, the child who had fallen softly on the ground suddenly bounced up, his eyes were as bright as stars, his movements were bursting with strength, the cold wind was fierce and murderous, and in the blink of an eye, the child controlled by others Instead, he slammed a Sen Han dagger on the dwarf man's neck artery, and then spit out the sleeve arrow in his mouth on the ground.