Daxia is located on the north bank of the Hongchuan River. Their folk customs are martial arts, and their soldiers are sturdy. Since their ancestors, they have lived a nomadic life of living by water and grass.
The first long bell rang in the early morning. The sound was long and mighty. The city gate slowly opened amidst the bell, and the sun shone brightly. A new day in Zhenhuang City slowly began under the iron-blooded order of the empire.
"drive!"
A clear and sharp sound suddenly sounded, a black steed raised its snow-white hooves, and stepped on the snow outside Zhenhuang City. The snowflakes splashed and the hooves clanged, leaving more than a dozen attendants far behind.
"Shizi Yan, you are late!" Zhuge Huaichang laughed, drove his horse forward, and said to the visitor with a smile.
Standing beside him were four other teenagers, the youngest was only eleven or twelve years old, and the oldest was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old. They were all dressed in brocade costumes, surrounded by followers, with handsome faces and extraordinary appearance. Hearing his voice, Qiqi turned his head and looked towards the person who came.
Yan Xun reined in his horse and let out a cry. The horse stood up, neighed loudly, and then landed firmly on the snow field. Yan Xun was wearing a sky-blue dress, with gold and silver thread embroidered koi on the tail of the robe, and snow-white long fur, and said with a loud smile: "The eighth princess was at the mansion when I received the news from Brother Zhuge. It's really difficult to get away, everyone has been waiting for a long time." His voice was hearty, and his smile was full of youthful vigor, only a pair of eyes were half-closed, revealing a somewhat restrained edge, and a silver sable scarf was wrapped around his neck , more and more graceful and luxurious, romantic and suave. Yan Xun is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he seems to have an elegance and bearing beyond his age.
"It turns out that the beautiful woman has an appointment. It seems that we have disturbed Yan Shizi's elegant mood." A young man in a pine green brocade robe stepped forward, his voice still had a soft childlike voice, and he seemed innocent. Twelve or thirteen years old, with crooked eyes like a fox, said with a smile.
Yan Xun smiled lightly, and said neither softly nor hard: "Second Master Wei was joking, if the Second Master hadn't caused me to break the princess's glazed cup at the state banquet the day before yesterday, there would not be such a beautiful blessing flying here today. Speaking of which, I have to thank the Second Young Master for everything."
The young master smiled lowly, without being annoyed, turned his head, and said to another young man in a blue robe beside him: "You see, Mu Yun, I said that Prince Yan will not let it go, and he will definitely do it for this." It's my theory."
Mu Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are there not many people in this imperial city who have suffered from you? Prince Yan has a good temper. If it were me, I would have killed you at your house the night before yesterday."
"Is it better than that? If you want to chat, you might as well go back!" A young man in a black brocade robe stepped forward, with a big bright yellow bow hanging from his waist, which looked like an imperial use.
Yan Xun seemed to have noticed him only at this time, jumped off the horse, and respectfully saluted: "It turns out that His Royal Highness is also there, please forgive Yan Xun for being blind just now."
Zhao Che squinted his eyes at Yan Xun, twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, even as a greeting, he said to Zhuge Huai directly: "My eighth brother and I have to go to Shang's study for dinner, so we don't have much time to spare."
Zhuge Huai said with a smile: "Since Prince Yan is here, let's start."
Young Master Wei smiled and clapped his hands, "What new thing did you find again, show it to me quickly."
Zhao Jue said: "I see a bunch of animal cages have been transported over there. Didn't you ask us to hunt? That's not interesting. No wonder your fourth son refuses to come."
Zhuge Huai shook his head and said mysteriously: "How long has he come to our party with his awkward temper? But today I have put a lot of thought into this, just watch." After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and patted him gently Twice, the voice was crisp, echoing far away on the pale snow.
The empty paddock surrounded by fences in the distance was opened, and Zhuge Huai's entourage pushed six large carriages into the paddock, and six huge cages were lined up in the open space, covered with black cloth, and they were completely naked. Lu, I can't see what's inside.
Young Master Wei said with interest: "What's in it? Zhuge, don't be a fool."
Zhuge Huai smiled, and waved to the attendants in the distance, only to hear a "shua" sound, the black cloth was pulled off in unison, Young Master Wei groaned, was slightly taken aback, and then laughed happily.
I saw that the huge cages contained a group of girls who were only seven or eight years old. There were twenty of them in each cage, and each of them was only wearing a coarse cloth gown. There are big characters, and the characters in each cage are different. There are Mu, Wei, Yan, and Zhuge. Zhao Che and Zhao Jue are distinguished by the characters "Che" and "Jue". The group of children had been locked in a black cage for a long time, and when they suddenly saw the light, they were all blindfolded and huddled together in panic, like a group of timid rabbits.
Zhuge Huai said with a smile: "A while ago, a caravan of barbarians from the Western Regions came to the mansion. They taught me this game. I will ask people to remove the cages and release the wolves in the cages. The animal has been starved for three days, and its eyes are red. We can shoot the animal, or the slaves in other people's cages. After a stick of incense, we will see who has the most slaves left, and whoever wins."
Young Master Wei laughed, clapped his hands first and said, "It's really interesting, it's fun."
Zhuge Huai said: "Then let's start, each with thirty arrows, let's open the cage."
The servants were ordered to remove the cage and left the paddock. The children stood there tremblingly, as if they were still trapped in a cage, not daring to move.
Suddenly, there was a roar, and the fence gates on both sides were opened, and more than 20 ferocious wolves rushed into the paddock, opened their bloody mouths, and rushed towards the children roaring!
A huge exclamation sounded immediately, and the seven or eight-year-old children screamed in unison, gathered together in a hurry, and ran towards the direction where someone was standing. At the same time, sharp arrows from outside the fence violently charged into the fence. However, the whereabouts are not those ferocious wolves, but those children who are running towards them.
A strong bloody smell soared into the sky, and the screams and wailing hit the sky directly. The sharp arrows pierced through the thin shoulder blades and chests of the children, and the blood gushed out, blooming bright flowers on their thin and small bodies. safflower. Stimulated by the smell of blood, the wolves became more ferocious and sturdy. A wild wolf all over in navy blue jumped up quickly and bit off the neck of a child. Before the child could utter a scream, another wolf tore him away A thigh was cut off, and the head was bitten open. The white brains and blood mixed together, splashed out, and sprinkled on the snow-white ground!
The screams were endless, the pain on her shoulders was unbearable, her eyelids were as heavy as a huge stone, Jing Yue'er's small body was pierced by sharp arrows, and she was firmly nailed to the ground. Her breathing gradually weakened, as if she was dead, but her brows were tightly wrinkled together, and the frown became tighter. A ferocious wolf approached slowly, staring at the child with eyes gleaming fiercely, and the stench of saliva dragged on longer and longer, dripping on the child's cheek with a slap.
In the dark, it seems that the eyes of God are watching the tragedy in the lower world. At the moment when the wolf's mouth fell, the child's eyes opened suddenly, as bright as a knife, without the timidity and weakness that a child should have, almost instinctively. He stretched out his hand, pulled the wolf's upper and lower jaws up and down, then raised his head, bit the wolf's extended tongue, and tore it hard!
A sharp howling sounded immediately, and everyone turned their heads to look at the child who was biting the wolf's tongue fiercely in his eyes. In astonishment, he even forgot to shoot an arrow.
Zhao Che was the first to react. Seeing the big character "Che" on the child's body, he immediately laughed, bent his bow and drew an arrow, and shot it at the wolf's throat with a whoosh.
The wild wolf wailed and fell to the ground. The tragedy in the paddock continued, and the rest of the wolves chased after the other girls. There were torn corpses and broken limbs all over the place, and heart-piercing screams and cries filled the ears.
Jing Yue'er stood up tremblingly, her eyes widened in disbelief, as if petrified, her small body was torn, her hair was messy, her face was pale and bloody. The cold wind was blowing, and she seemed like a weak grass.
With a whoosh, a sharp arrow shot at him suddenly, Jing Yue'er jumped back nimbly and escaped the fatal attack, but she was small and weak, so she was still injured by the sharp arrow in her calf, and the blood was rushing flowed down.
Young Master Wei chuckled, continued to nock the arrow, and shot it again.
Zhao Che raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly, bent his bow and set his arrow, and smashed Young Master Wei's arrow with a whoosh.
The wolf behind him followed like a shadow, and the stench immediately hit her. Before Jing Yue'er had time to check her injured calf, she rushed towards Zhao Che's direction.
It was this person who had saved her twice in such a short period of time. With her mind in a trance, she quickly chose the direction that was most beneficial to her.
However, just as she took two steps forward, a sharp arrow suddenly shot out and firmly nailed her in front of her feet. The child was taken aback, stopped, then raised his head, frowned, and looked puzzled at the black-robed boy on the maroon horse.
Zhao Che snorted contemptuously, glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and shot an arrow through the vest of another girl who was running.
The child was only five or six years old, and fell to the ground with a scream. The big "Swallow" character on the back was stained red with blood, and was quickly torn apart by the wolf.
Time is both fast and slow. The child stood where he was, with a dazed expression on his face. Suddenly, she pursed her lips tightly and turned around quickly. Her speed was extremely fast, and her injured calf did not affect her body flexibility at all. A wolf chased after her and rushed forward. She escaped by a hair's breadth.
There was a pile of sticks and weeds for the horses in a corner of the paddock. The child picked up a stick, and without looking back, he hit a wild wolf that was sneaking up hard on the waist.