"What will you do if I don't come back? Kindly treat me like a donkey's liver and lungs!" Yan Xun curled his lips, "Hold tight!" After saying that, he lashed the horse's butt with a whip, and the horse neighed for a long time. Jump over the head!
"Yan Xun!" Zhuge Yue was furious, he lifted his robe and shouted sharply, "How dare you meddle in my business!"
The Yanbei Warhorse can be regarded as the best in the world, no one on the plain can stop it. Yan Xun hugged Chu Qiao, turned his head from a distance, laughed loudly, and said loudly: "The fourth young master Zhuge is polite, Yan Xun is returning north today, so there is no need to send him off again. The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. See you again someday." !” After saying that, he took the Yanbei soldiers and roared away like a gust of wind.
"Master!" Zhu Cheng exclaimed, only to see Zhuge Yue, who had been seriously injured, snort angrily, shake off the gauze around his neck, climb up on the horse's back with a frown, raised his whip angrily, and followed closely behind up.
"Quick! Quick, follow the young master!"
The night wind was like iron, and large flakes of snow rolled up on the flat ground. Yan Xun and Chu Qiao rode together and galloped across the open snow field.
"Little girl, follow me back to Yanbei!"
"No!"
"If you don't go, you can't." The young man smiled, "See where you can go this time."
The horseshoes broke through the tranquility of the plain, the strong wind swept across the field, and the sound of thunderous hooves rolled from behind, like thunder in the sky. Chu Qiao grabbed Yan Xun's arm nervously and shouted, "Madman, is there someone chasing you?"
Yan Xun smiled nonchalantly, and said, "It's okay, Yanbei is vast and rich in resources, it's no big deal if the Wei clan wants to go with them."
Chu Qiao frowned tightly, turning her head to wait and see frequently, seeing the snow waves gradually forming one side, she knew that there were a lot of people coming. She bit her lower lip, looked left and right at the terrain, and said angrily, "Are you crazy, knowing that someone is going to kill you and dare to come back?"
Yan Xun raised his eyebrows, the same sentence remained: "What will you do if I don't come back?"
Chu Qiao's eyes suddenly felt a little sore, she looked up at Yan Xun's smooth chin, he was really just a child, he didn't even grow a beard, a playboy, he was messing around all day long, he didn't know the dangers of this world.
Seeing her in a daze, Yan Xun laughed, and jokingly said, "Why, are you so moved that you want to commit yourself? No, you are still too young, who knows what you will look like in the future, or else, just follow me My son, let's take a look and talk."
"Yanbei thief! Get off your horse and catch him!"
Suddenly there was a shout from Pingdi, Yan Xun was taken aback, then said helplessly: "Hey, it seems we are in trouble again." While speaking, he swung his whip to urge the horse, not only did it not stop, but it went even faster.
The pitch-black battle armor looked hideous like a mountain in the night, the sound of horseshoes was approaching like rolling thunder, and thousands of snow waves rose up, like an avalanche on the top of Cangji Mountain, with astonishing power. The ground under his feet was trembling crazily, as if the ancient ferocious beast had woken up and was about to break through the ground, and the dragon jumped out.
"Hold tight!" The young man's face suddenly became as tough as iron, his sword eyebrows were furrowed, he clenched the reins tightly, and gave a sharp shout. The knife flew by in an instant, reaching its peak speed, and threw the pursuers far away in an instant.
"Haha!" Hearty laughter rang out immediately, and the soldiers in Yanbei laughed loudly, looking back at the astonished faces of the soldiers of the Wei Clan.
The little book Tong Fengmian laughed and said: "Your Majesty, you should also let these aristocratic princes see what the real Yanbei war horse is."
Yan Xun laughed brightly: "Okay, let's open their eyes."
As soon as the words were finished, Yanbei's iron cavalry all reined in their horses and whistled with their fingers, and a clear and loud chant suddenly sounded. Just when everyone didn't understand why, the war horses under Yan Xun and the others suddenly stood up, the manes on their necks erected one after another, and they hissed like a lion. The power and arrogance of the king make people's blood rush and their chest feel tight.
The horses seated by the soldiers of Zhenhuang Emperor's Capital groaned even more when they heard the sound, and fell to the ground as soon as their legs gave way, and refused to stand up no matter how much the generals who had obeyed the king's orders whipped them.
Chu Qiao was amazed.
The little book Tong Fengmian smiled and explained triumphantly: "Our war horse in Yanbei is bred by the mare king at the foot of Tianmu Mountain and wild wolves. .The horses raised by the sons of the rich families in the imperial capital have never even been on the battlefield. Just hearing the sound makes the crap out of fright. Wanting to chase us is simply whimsical."
The Yanbei soldiers laughed in unison, Yan Xun's big fur was flying in the north wind, the young man sat on the horse and said loudly: "Let's go, go back to Yanbei!"
The soldiers laughed loudly, "Go back to Yanbei!"
Horseshoes rolled, snow and mist billowed, and under the pitch-black sky, the soldiers of Yanbei jumped on their horses and whipped their whips, and left suddenly.
However, at this moment, a sense of crisis suddenly hit my heart. The vigilance naturally born from many years of dangerous work is like a blasting countdown that sends out a sharp warning. Just before the child has time to think about the tension that comes from nowhere, the sharp sound of the wind suddenly pierces the night. With the momentum of thunder, it roared from a distance.
Unable to wait for any reaction, Chu Qiao hit Yan Xun's lower abdomen almost with a snap of his fingers. Yan Xun was in pain, groaned and bent down, just about to scold Chu Qiao for biting Lu Dongbin, a powerful arrow pierced through his left shoulder and came out from his back, blood spurted out with astonishing force, In an instant, the young man's body was like a kite with a broken string, he fell from the horse and fell onto the icy snow!
"Yan Xun!" Chu Qiao screamed, and reined in the horse's reins, but the horse was not afraid of the pull of the reins during its rapid run, and still roared and ran without obeying the command. Chu Qiao was in a hurry, she jumped up suddenly, her small body immediately jumped off the horse, rolled forward, and squatted firmly on the snow field.
"Yan Xun!" Chu Qiao supported his shoulders, "Is there anything wrong?"
The young man's eyes were cold and his brows were tightly furrowed, "I still can't die."
With a whoosh sound, another powerful arrow shot towards him, Chu Qiao shifted her position at the sound, and slashed fiercely with her saber. The arrow came so quickly that it rubbed sparks with the blade, illuminating the pitch-black night.
"Put down your weapons!" The uniform low shouts sounded at the same time, and countless people and horses appeared out of thin air from under the snow field. There were thousands of people, all of them were dressed in snow-white long fur, and they were all lying on the snow before. No wonder the horses passed by. Did not see the slightest clue. Sen Han's blades were aimed at the two of them at the same time, there were many swords, and it was difficult to fly with wings.
Not far away, the sound of fierce fighting sounded at the same time. Obviously, the Yanbei soldiers who had not had time to dismount in time had already fallen into heavy siege.
Behind the crowd, a young man in long black fur rode forward. The brocade robe in the fur was embroidered with golden auspicious dragons, and a sharp dragon claw was entrenched on the collar. Under the burning torches, Has a dazzling brilliance.
Zhao Che half-closed his eyes, and snorted coldly, "I know the Wei family can't do anything."
The sharp blades were placed on the necks of the two of them. Seeing that the unique golden crape myrtle flowers of the Shengjin Palace were printed on the blades, one could tell that they were Ouchi imperial guards. Zhao Che, the seventh prince who was enshrined as a young king, glanced at Yan Xun, then turned his eyes around the young Chu Qiao, and said in a low voice to the attendants, "Take it back."
"Your Highness Seventh," an attendant came forward, glanced at the Yanbei soldiers who were fighting fiercely in the distance, and asked in a low voice, "The rest?"
Zhao Che frowned slightly, and snorted coldly, "If you don't obey the king's order, you will betray the country and the Lord, what's the use of keeping it?"
The attendant understood, and shouted loudly into the distance: "Kill without pardon!"
The loud promise sounded immediately, and in an instant, a dense rain of arrows like migrating locusts rushed out, and the Yanbei soldiers who were laughing passionately just now turned into corpses that lost their lives, and fell heavily. On the icy snow.
Chu Qiao was furious. Hearing Xiao Fengmian's angry curses, she clenched her fists tightly and looked coldly at Zhao Che who was sitting on the horse. At this time, the imperial guards from the Shengjin Palace stepped forward, and the child struggled a little, attracting the eyes of the aloof prince.
Zhao Che looked her up and down, frowned slightly, a little familiar, but couldn't remember where he saw her.
"Drag all irrelevant people down and cut them down."
"Who dares!" Yan Xun stepped forward, hugged Chu Qiao tightly in his arms, and looked at the boy from the Tian family above him without any fear.
Zhao Che was stunned for a moment, and then laughed angrily, "You really don't know how to live or die. At this point, do you still think of yourself as the son of Yanbei?"
Yan Xun said coldly: "Zhao Che, if you dare to do it, I promise you will regret it."
Zhao Che frowned, and said with a sneer, "I'd like to see how this trapped beast of yours made me regret it, so do it!"
The elite soldiers on both sides suddenly raised their blades and stepped forward with a swish. Yan Xun pulled out the dagger and pointed it at his chest, his eyes were like a blade of ice and snow, full of determination to move forward.
"Stop!" Zhao Che was taken aback, frowned in disbelief, looked at the child carefully, and finally said in a deep voice, "Yan Xun, I'll give you this face and bring it back together!"
The weapons were immediately handed over, and the two were pushed into a prepared prison car.
Chu Qiao was hugged tightly by the young man, her pale face pressed against his chest, bright red blood gushed out from the wound on Yan Xun's left shoulder, and flowed down her neck into her clothes.
"Yan Xun," Chu Qiao called softly, "how are you doing?"
"Little girl, I have troubled you."
Chu Qiao's nose was sore, she shook her head and said, "Don't say that, we will definitely..."
"Don't worry!" Yan Xun suddenly interrupted Chu Qiao, and said firmly, "I will protect you."
Chu Qiao's body froze, and she froze immediately. Not long ago, in that dilapidated woodshed, someone had said the same thing to her so earnestly.
"Yue'er, don't be afraid, I will protect you."
The strong wind whizzed past, and the cold almost froze the blood of people. Yan Xun lost a lot of blood, his body was cold and he trembled. Chu Qiao stretched out her slender arms and hugged his body tightly, but her head was tilted to the left. Not far from there was a low-rise mound, the dark clouds dispersed, and a bleak moonlight shone down. On a solitary war horse sat a young boy, holding a bow and pointing the arrow at his side. The wound on Yan Xun's shoulder was thanks to this person.
Even though they were so far apart, Chu Qiao could still see the person's appearance and eyebrows. She tightly hugged Yan Xun's body which was getting colder and colder, and bit her lower lip. Behind the boy's back, the child's small hands gradually clenched into fists.