She raised her head, exhaled a long breath, then swallowed everything, tried to calm down, and stopped thinking.
The night sky was dark, suddenly there was a flutter, a white pigeon landed on the snow, looked at Chu Qiao from a distance, tilted its head, and leaned closer step by step.
This is a wild pigeon, not a domestic pigeon, and it is a little afraid of people. It must have been curious to see this person sitting here for so long without moving, and wanted to lean over to have a look. Chu Qiao raised her head, noticed the little bird, smiled slightly, reached into her pocket and took out a handful of wheat for horses, and sprinkled it on the ground.
It was snowing heavily and it was difficult to find food. The pigeon screamed happily when it saw it, spread its wings and flew towards Chu Qiao.
However, at this moment, two sharp arrows suddenly shot from a distance at the same time, and both of them were stabbed fiercely into the pigeon's chest.
The sound of roaring horseshoes sounded immediately, and the two fast horses were far ahead of the crowd behind them, one red and one black, sturdy and eye-catching. The man on the red horse was twenty-five or six years old, flamboyant and domineering. When he saw the young man sitting on the snow, he didn't even ask any questions. He bent his bow and set an arrow without any explanation, and shot towards Chu Qiao's heart with a whoosh!
With a muffled sound, Chu Qiao suddenly looked like a cheetah that had sprung up, with one hand propped on the ground, she spun around her body, her movements were extremely swift and swift, her right hand turned around, and she firmly grasped the arrow in the palm of her hand.
The strong wind blew, and the girl's long fur fluttered in the air, like a white eagle about to fly, her eyes were as sharp as ice and snow, and she looked coldly at the person coming.
"Whose servants, why are you wandering around the hunting ground late at night?" A cold voice came from the mouth of the man on the red horse. The man hurt someone for no reason before, but he didn't show any remorse at this moment. She was dressed in sable fur made of extremely cold snow from the extreme Beiyuan. Under her graceful appearance, there was an indescribable coldness and gloom faintly exuding.
With a bang, the man on the black horse jumped off the horse. He was also in his mid-twenties, his eyes were like copper bells, and his complexion was dark. He ran up to the pigeon and raised his hand, "Muhe Xifeng, what is this?" How do you count?"
The man on the red horse gave Chu Qiao a cold look, then turned his head and said to the man, "Zhalu, my arrow hit my throat, so naturally I won."
The man frowned, and said angrily: "How do you know that your arrow hit your throat, and we don't need to engrave the arrow with a name."
"Of course I know the arrows shot by my own hand."
"Hmph, no." Zaru said, "Re-comparison."
Mu He Xifeng raised his eyebrows, "How do you want to compare?"
"Then, just her." Zalu pointed at Chu Qiao casually and said, "Isn't this a ready-made slave? Just shoot her."
Chu Qiao frowned slowly, squinting at Zalu. But Zalu didn't notice it at all, turned around and climbed on the horseback, saw her look, and urged, "Run, run farther."
Chu Qiao looked the two of them up and down, her brows furrowed tightly, and then she said to Mu He Xifeng in a deep voice, "I'm not a slave."
Mu Hexifeng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, as if he was interested, he raised his eyebrows and said, "So what?"
Yeah, so what? Even if they are not slaves, these nobles can kill them at will when they feel like it, without any reason.
Chu Qiao stopped talking, turned around and walked towards the direction of Yan Xun's camp, there was a sharp whoosh, and a strong arrow stuck to her heel and stuck in the snow, Zalu shouted angrily: "I told you to run quickly, Didn't you hear?"
In the bitter wind, the girl turned her head suddenly, her eyes were dark, and her eyes flashed across Zalu's face sharply. The young master Zalu of the Northwest fiefdom felt a chill in his heart, and he held back a curse word.
"If I ride a horse, can the two masters shoot it?"
The corner of Muhe Xifeng's mouth twitched slightly, and before he could speak, Zalu said angrily, "Give her the horse."
A pitch-black war horse was led in front of the girl. Chu Qiao patted the horse's head lightly, then turned her head to look at the two of them. The wind was very strong at night, and the snow on the ground rolled up and hit my face like small grains of sand, which hurt very much.
Suddenly, the girl jumped onto the horse, pulled out the small dagger from her waist, and thrust it hard into the horse's butt without hesitation. The war horse wailed and galloped with lightning speed. Before everyone could react, it had already disappeared from the sight of the two of them.
Zalu was dumbfounded, his eyes were like bull's eyes, after a long time, he turned his head and said to Muhe Xifeng, "Is that how she left?"
Mu He Xifeng turned his horse's head, walked towards the direction of the crowd, and snorted coldly as if nothing had happened: "Then what do you think?"
Zalu was furious, a violent voice came from behind, Muhe Xifeng's brows were cold, and a sharp edge flashed in his eyes.
Before approaching the camp, a group of people came galloping from the opposite side. Chu Qiao reined in the horses and looked around with a frown. The figures were getting closer and closer. It was Yan Xun and Ah Jing's guards.
"Achu!" Seeing Chu Qiao, Yan Xun reined in the reins and rushed forward, saying in a deep voice, "Are you alright?"
"It's okay." Chu Qiao shook her head and asked, "Is the night hunting over? Why did you come back so soon?"
Yan Xun looked the girl up and down, his chest heaved and he was panting, he shook his head and said, "Let's go back to the tent first."
Yan Xun seemed very tired tonight, after returning to the tent, the two separated and went back to their rooms. When going out, it happened that Ah Jing and several guards led several children into the camp, Chu Qiao was taken aback, and went forward to inquire.
Ah Jing said respectfully: "Girl, Shizi bought this from the night hunting ground."
Chu Qiao was taken aback, and said in a deep voice, "Bought from the night hunting ground? What do you mean?"
"People were hunting tonight, the prince said he would not take part because he was too drunk, the second sons of Wei refused, and started arguing with Lingwang's youngest son, the prince had no choice but to buy the children in his cage for one hundred gold each. "
"Oh." Chu Qiao nodded, "Go ahead, I'll go back first."
The girl turned around with a calm expression. The night wind was very cool, blowing on her body, and she lifted the curtain of the tent. It was warm inside, but it didn't feel stuffy at all.
The girl took off her big fur and sat on the soft couch. After a long time, a smile suddenly appeared from the corner of her mouth, like a beautiful sunset.
The next day was the field hunting meeting held by the Great Xia royal family.
Those who are eligible to participate in the big summer field hunting, in addition to the royal family and nobles, princes and ministers, and the relatives of the ministers, there are also worship envoys who are close to the fiefdom. Therefore, the scene is very grand. Spring hunting is no better than autumn hunting. On the hunting ground, the snow is covered and the pine forest is vast. Children from all walks of life are all dressed up, dressed in brocade and fur, with bows and crossbows on their backs.
Great Xia has an open atmosphere, unlike Song and Tang Dynasties. Looking around, the woman's figure is bright red, riding a horse galloping, so Chu Qiao doesn't seem too abrupt when she follows Yan Xun.
"Achu," Yan Xun turned his head, looked at Chu Qiao's bright red face, and asked, "Is it cold?"
"It's not cold." Chu Qiao raised her head and said, "It's been a long time since I got up so early, the air is so nice."
Yan Xun smiled and was about to speak when suddenly he saw a group of people approaching quickly. Mu He Xifeng was dressed in sable long fur, he was outstandingly handsome and attracted many eyes along the way.
"Senior Yan, long time no see, don't come here without any problems."
Yan Xun turned his head, squinted his eyes slightly, looked Mu He Xifeng up and down, and then smiled lightly, "Young Master Mu He has been leading the army all year round. It's been a long time since you and I have seen each other."
"That's right," Mu He Xifeng smiled lightly, "There has been a small group of people rioting in Yanbei recently. It's better for the son of Yan. If I can hide and relax in the imperial capital, I won't be able to. I'm born to work hard."
Yan Xun's smile didn't change, he nodded and said: "Those who are able will work harder, everything is for Daxia's rejuvenation, what Mr. Mu He has done, the people of the world can see it all."
Mu He Xifeng laughed, "Then I will accept your auspicious words." After finishing speaking, he drove his horse and turned around. When he passed by Chu Qiao, he stopped to take a look, and said with a strange smile, "This girl looks familiar."
Chu Qiao respectfully returned the salute, "Master Mu He must have admitted the wrong person. Chu Qiao is blessed. I was not lucky enough to see your golden face before."
"One of the best, Chu Qiao, what a good name."
Mu He Xifeng laughed, turned around and drove away quickly.
At this moment, the sound of the drums suddenly sounded rapidly, with seven long and seven short, fast and slow, and in the distance, King Xia and Mu Henayun slowly climbed onto the high platform surrounded by a group of guards. Tens of thousands of imperial guards separated the two sides, separating the emperor from the surrounding people. Under the thick golden curtain, he couldn't see King Xia's eyebrows clearly at all. He could only feel the coldness slowly radiating from behind the curtain. .
The whole audience was in awe, shouting "Long live my king" in unison, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed upright.
The field hunting team that stretched for more than 30 miles shouted in unison, and the momentum was astonishing. The long-awaited hunting in the summer finally kicked off.
Looking from a distance, I saw flags rising like the sea along the Chishui coast, and there were many people. Standing beside Yan Xun, Chu Qiao looked down at the tens of miles of camps defended by the army formation, her eyes narrowed slightly.
Daxia's military power is really extraordinary. Even if it was just a royal hunt today, with such a large battle, one can imagine how powerful and majestic it would be if they really went into battle to kill the enemy.
With the king's tent as the center, the Xia people set up the most aggressive ring camp in the plain. The imperial guards, green camp, Xiao cavalry camp, and Jing cavalry were arranged vertically in the four directions of southeast, northwest, end to end. There are high platforms on the two wings of the wing battalion, which are located on the high slope, forming a square formation, and guarding the central tent.
The city guards the four armies in the southeast, north, and west, and puts them in a serpentine formation to protect the periphery of the central army. Signal soldiers are set up every thirty steps, and hundreds of people are placed for defense every hundred steps. On the outside of the four corners of the camp, thousands of soldiers from the Field Legion stood guard. The defense was impeccable, with no gaps to exploit.
A gust of wind blew, the horses neighed, and the battle flags were unfurled. Yan Xun looked far away, his expression unchanged, and said in a low voice, "Ah Chu, go back and rest for a while."
Chu Qiao turned her head and looked at Yan Xun's face, she suddenly understood. She nodded and said in a deep voice, "Be careful."
Yan Xun turned his head and smiled faintly, "Opportunities are hard to come by, once in a thousand years, Ah Chu, wait for my good news."
Throughout the afternoon, the atmosphere in Yan Xun's camp was in a tense state. Chu Qiao was sitting in the camp, wearing a dark black robe. At first glance, she thought it was Yan Xun sitting in the big tent.
She drew the last stroke on the map, raised her head, and said in a deep voice: "Remember to be careful in everything, and don't show your feet."
Everyone responded, "Miss Chu, don't worry!"
That afternoon, Muhe Xifeng, the most outstanding member of the younger generation of the Muhe family, disappeared in the dense forest in the northwest. The entire Muhe family dispatched a large number of troops to search for it, but they did not find any trace. Muhe Xifeng is Muhe Nayun's nephew. Mother Daxia wanted to use the Xiaoqi battalion to send troops to find him privately, but Zhao Che, who is currently in charge of the Xiaoqi battalion, sternly refused. The mother and son broke up unhappy, but at this moment, Zhao Che never thought that this action today would bring him great disaster in the future.