Chapter 101: People grow and hate water

The cold rain was like a star, and a dark rope swayed gently under the cover of dusk, and quietly reached the head of Yanliang City.
Wan Zuo Shuofeng put a little effort on his hands and tried to see if the ropes were secure. A little drizzle washed his eyebrows and eyes shiny, and his black shirt was close to his body, outlining his full body shape, looking like a leopard ready to go under the twilight light.
Qing Chen looked around, and here was a blind spot in Yanliang City. Although it was difficult for a large army to attack the city, it was nothing for Wan Tuo Shuofeng to bring a person into the city.
"It's okay." Wan Tuo Shuofeng whispered, turning around to see Qing Chen staring at the top of the city with a smile, "so anxious?"
Qing Chen retracted his gaze and said softly: "He is waiting for me to go back."
Wan Tuo Shuo Fengfang was about to speak, a dignified expression suddenly appeared on his face, he turned his head to look into Yanliang City, and then his eyes appeared very clearly incomprehensible.
Qing Chen caught the change in his expression and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wan Tuo Shuo Feng frowned and said: "What's the matter with Ye Tianling? He took the initiative to lure the Turkic army to attack the city."
Qing Chen shuddered when she heard the words. At this time, through the looming drizzle, she could hear the sound of the fight, and there was an ominous feeling in her heart. Suddenly, she and Wan Tuo Shuofeng looked up at each other at the same time, and their eyes showed that they thought of the same thing.
"Ye Tianling actually took the risk for you. If you are not careful, he will have no advantage at all." Wan Tuo Shuofeng wrapped a rope with one hand and shook lightly, calmly speaking.
Qing Chen's heart burned with anxiety, but her face was calm and quiet: "If you regret it, it's still too late."
Wan Zuo Shufeng laughed loudly: "You don't have to use radical strategy. I said that I always like to take risks. I have no regrets about what I decide."
"I don't intend to arouse you." Qing Chen didn't seem to be joking with him, "If you are not strong in your mind, you will definitely be involved in him. If you are a little shaken by this matter, turn your head back now, otherwise it will not benefit both parties. "
Wan Tuoshuo Fengjian raised his eyebrows, and re-examined her: "You have planned for him carefully. If I look back, will I take you back to Turkic?"
Qing Chen said indifferently: "I listen to you." Before the words fell silent, Wan Tuo Shuofeng's powerful arms had been wrapped around her waist, and his wild smile was close at hand: "I will return such a rare princess. Ye Tianling should be grateful too."
After that, Qing Chen only felt lighter, and Wan Suofeng borrowed the power of the rope to board Yanliang City with a few ups and downs.
"Who!" Although it was quiet here, there were soldiers on guard. Wan Tuo Shuofeng did not deliberately hide his traces and was immediately discovered.
Two long spears pierced the air, Wan Suofeng stepped on strange steps, his figure moved, he made a harsh rubbing, and the wide knife did not go out of its sheath. It seemed to pass through the gap between the two spears plainly, but he took advantage of his strength. Dissolve fierce pincers to the invisible. The two soldiers only felt that there was a weird kind of true power going up the spear, the spear was almost unsteady, and after a few steps back to stand still, Qing Chen shouted: "Stop! It's me!"
The general leading the army saw through the faint rain that it was Princess Ling. He was overjoyed and approached and bowed down: "The princess!"
The sound of swords and guns clashing with the horses neighing became clearer at this time, and Qing Chen asked urgently: "Where is your Royal Highness?"
"His Royal Highness is in the former city."
Qing Chen learned that Ye Tianling was still in the city, and felt like a heavy stone falling to the ground: "Take me quickly!"
In mid-air, there were frequent cold arrows shooting, the rain blocked the sky, and the war and blood were constantly washed away. The strong killing air in the middle of the night licked the already cracked and mottled city wall.
The dead and wounded soldiers fell from the city's head one after another, the huge bluestone was stained with layers of blood and washed away by the rain.
Broken sword and arrow, corpses everywhere. Turkic people are sturdy and brutal, and their military strength is very large. The guards of the city have already killed their eyes. There is you without me.
Amidst the gloomy rain curtain, the corner of Ye Tianling's lips was cold and half-hidden, carving an unshakable composure. Even if the thousands of troops were killed on this day and the battle was fierce, his armor did not seem to have been stained with blood, coldly with a natural nobleness, just like the unreasonable calmness in his eyes.
Every shock of the city wall under your feet represents a wave of hard-shaking confrontation. Because it is an active attack, all the enemies are lured into his grasp, and they follow a certain set trajectory without any confusion. The Xuanjia Army's non-human training showed incredible resilience at this time, and the Turkic army was hampered everywhere between offensive and defensive, and seemed extremely passive.
Before nightfall, the five hundred soldiers of the Eleventh Belt Shenji Camp and the brothers of Mingyilou who came with the army had already left the city in batches. Ye Tianling became more and more involved in the battle, and almost half of the enemy troops were involved in chaos, as long as the Turks There was a slight emptiness in the Hoouying camp, and they could take advantage of it on October 11.
With a panoramic view of the black field from the height, Ye Tianling kept his eyes on the army behind. But for a long time, through the cold rain, you can see a thick black smoke suddenly rising from the distance of the battlefield. The corner of his lips swept imperceptibly, besides the mysterious flame thunder of Shenjiying, what else could cause chaos in the rain?
The saber sounded slightly at his waist, he turned his head unintentionally, and suddenly caught a white figure in the corner of his eyes, as if a thread was drawn in his heart, turning around suddenly. In the darkness not far away, Qing Chen unexpectedly ran towards this side.
"Four brother!" Qing Chen called him from a distance. Ye Tianling was suspicious of his dizziness, and after a moment of stunned, he hurried forward quickly, and when he was in front of him, he suddenly stretched out his hand and took Qing Chen into his arms. The warmth and softness within reach, the faint fragrance of water so familiar, the person in his arms leaned in front of him, and through the cool armor he could feel her breathe slightly, rising and falling rapidly. He looked down slightly, and Qing Chen raised his head to meet his gaze. This look seemed to have been life and death for several lifetimes, and a few yin and yang had passed.
Ye Tianling's eyes seemed shocked and joyful, and a trace of feint anger instantly disappeared into the joy of Qing Chen's eyes.
Qing Chen trembled: "Four brother, I'm back."
Ye Tianling's arms tightened more and more, he suddenly raised his head and smiled: "Great, I don't want the eleventh brother to save you so quickly!"
Qing Chen was surprised when he heard the words, and hurriedly asked: "I didn't see Eleven, what did he do?"
Ye Tianling frowned: "Eleventh brother attacked and rescued people, why didn't you see him?"
Qing Chen's eyes were shocked: "I am not in the Turkic camp at all!"
As soon as he said this, Ye Tianling's complexion changed slightly. He looked back to the center of the battlefield filled with smoke, and he was known to be uncomfortable: "No! Eleventh danger!" He immediately sent an order to transfer troops and turned to hold Qing Chen's shoulder: " I need to personally reinforce."
Qing Chen simply said: "I am in Yanliang."
Ye Tianling looked at her deeply, she nodded, and he turned and moved.
At this time, Wan Tuo Shuofeng suddenly said by the side: "I am most familiar with the layout of the Turkic camp, so I can accompany His Highness on a trip."
Ye Tianling had seen him and Qing Chen coming all the way earlier, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it. Hearing this, his eyes scanned the past. Wan Tuo Shuo Feng hugged his fist and said: "In the next Wan Tuo Shuo Feng, my father is the sixth prince of Rouran and the brother of Princess Molian. Your Highness, it is fortunate to see you again."
Qing Chen said: "Four brother, he helped me get rid of Turks."
Ye Tian Ling suddenly heard the title of his mother's concubine in the Rouran clan, and Wan Tuo Shuofeng's identity shocked his heart slightly. The situation is urgent, no matter who Wan Tuo Shuofeng is, Qing Chen has affirmed that he is credible, this is enough. He also raised his hand in return: "It's so laborious."
The city was heavy late at night, and the cold rain was splashing like flying.
Swords, swords and shadows, people roar and horses, only a mess of sounds and lights when they reach the city. Qing Chen raised his hand to support the city wall, the blue stone at the tentacles was hard and cold, and the ice rain was biting. She stood there quietly, watching the battle between the two armies, the fierce killing seemed to retreat to calm in this corner, permeating the cold calmness.
Nangong Jing hurried to the top of the city: "Wang Hao, all the arrows in the city are ready."
Qing Chen nodded and said: "Once they lead their troops back to the city, they will immediately use their full strength to suppress the enemy army, don't lose."
Nangong Jing bowed and said: "The last will obey, the princess..."
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Qing Chen asked, "What else?"
Nangong Jing's face was worrisome: "The soldiers are already exhausted. Once the arrows in the city are exhausted, we may not be able to support it for long. If you are brave enough, please ask the princess to persuade the two highnesses to leave first."
Qing Chen's eyes were clear: "You have been with Your Majesty for so many years, how do you say such a thing?" Her voice was slightly solemn, and Nangong Jing fell silent for a while. She turned her head and smiled faintly: "As long as you can survive tonight, the reinforcements will arrive."
Nangong Jingdao: "Whether the reinforcements will arrive is yet to be known. How can King Zhan dare to say whether he will not move?"
Qing Chen looked at the boundless night in front of him, and her eyebrows frowned: "If your Royal Highness loses in Northern Xinjiang, what will the heaven be like? Can you imagine?"
Nangong Jing couldn’t figure out why she asked so, and only truthfully replied: "Since the fifteenth year of Shengwu, almost all the burdens on the frontiers of the four realms have been on the shoulders of her Royal Highness. In case, who can afford the security of Xinjiang again? I am afraid that everyone in the celestial dynasty will see this, and the general will never doubt this."
Qing Chen still stared at the distant and black sky: "Then, how do you think King Zhan is better than His Highness?"
Nangong Jing was taken aback: "The final general dare not make comments."
The corners of Qing Chen's lips pressed silently: "But it doesn't matter."
Nangong Jing raised his eyes to look at her, thought a little, and replied: "In all fairness, King Zhan's wisdom and means are not inferior to His Royal Highness, and even his reputation in the court is even worse."
"How can he not know what everyone can see?" Qing Chen sighed extremely lightly. "Even though he has a thousand plans, he is by no means a foolish person. In fact, I should have thought of this long ago. Yes." She suddenly remembered the tearing pain in Ye Tianzhan's eyes when she pointed her dagger at her chest in front of the barracks, and his spring-water smile swept across him like a landslide. In addition to the sudden panic, there was anger aroused by her doubts. But at that moment, no matter how much she knew Ye Tianzhan, she did not dare to make a desperate move. She was not fearless, she was just a woman.
It suddenly occurred to Nangong Jing that the situation is different now, and that the princess is also in Yanliang. Perhaps King Zhan would not really stand by.
But these words couldn't be said, they just made a twist on his lips and fell back in his stomach.
"King Zhan will send troops, although the Turks may not be so easy to let him reinforce, but it is time to arrive." Qing Chen retracted his gaze from a distance, the rain dyed her hair like strands of sparkle black.
At this moment, a group of people from the Turkic army suddenly rushed out and went straight to Yanliang, followed by the black and overwhelming Turkic cavalry.
Immediately two people turned around and shot arrows, and several people in the Turkic army were shot arrows, and they fell.
Upon seeing this, Nangong Jing shouted: "It's your highness! And General Shi!"
Qing Chen stepped forward: "Bow and arrow cover!"
As Ye Tianling and the eleventh class got closer and closer to Yanliang City, when they were within a certain range, Nangong Jing gave an order, and the city was full of arrows, strong arrows like rain, and the Turks were chasing more troops. Was blocked by this dense arrow.
At this moment, several ropes had fallen rapidly outside the city, and Ye Tianling and others took advantage of this gap to abandon Madeng City. But then dozens of fighters spun back into the enemy's formation by appointment, desperately obstructing the pursuit of soldiers with flesh and blood.
With such a good opportunity, how could the Turks easily give up, chasing after them, mobilizing archers, and flying arrows, attacking the city and taking everyone's vitals.
Ye Tian Ling's body was like a flying feather, with the help of midair, the long sword in his hand turned into an airtight light shield, and the enemy's cold arrows were agitated by the sword, making it difficult to get close to him.
Eleven and Wan Tuo Shuofeng, Shi Zhonghou, Ming Zhi and others followed right and left, using their body techniques to avoid the arrow rain, and a few ups and downs were close to the city.
The sharp arrows all around resemble flying stars. Suddenly I heard a loud noise, and an arrow flew. The strength of the arrow was extraordinary, which was very different from ordinary arrows.
A cloud of light rain burst into Ye Tianling's hand, and the sword edge slanted, blocking the arrow from flying, and his arm felt slightly numb.
After an arrow, the arrows came one after another, and the arrows did not leave Ye Tianling and Eleven Zhoushen. The archery man seemed to look for the two of them, and must take their lives.
Wan Tuo Shuofeng knew what was wrong when he heard the wind, and he recognized that it was Mu Chinsha, the first warrior under Shiluo Khan's tent. This person is very good at martial arts and archery, even he usually doesn't provoke him easily.
Among the few people, it is the best of light work. A dark shadow is like a light smoke. It falls on the city head first, turning back and helping the soldiers around to pull the rope. Who knows that when Fang started, the originally tight rope suddenly loosened , Was shot off by Mu Chi Sha.
Mingzhe took a few steps uncontrollably, and hurriedly rushed back to the city in shock, only to see the eleven figure plummeting, the tide of enemy soldiers outside the city was approaching, and the sword was shining.
At this time, Ye Tianling let go almost at the same time as Wan Tuo Shuofeng, and the downward trend went straight to eleven.
The distance between Ye Tianling and Eleven was the closest, and the long sword was everywhere. Eleven Ling turned around, tapped the tip of the sword, and suddenly pulled up.
In this fleeting gap, arrows were rushing in mid-air, and it was near.
Wan Tuo Shuofeng quickly swayed the rope with one hand, and the light of the knife flashed sharply, blocking most of the long arrows shot at Ye Tianling, but the sharpest one broke through the air, bringing out a scream like a gust of wind. , Went straight to Ye Tian Ling's heart, but it was inevitable.
Everyone saw it clearly, Qing Chen only felt that all his blood was drained instantly, and the sky was spinning in front of him: "Four brother!"
At the moment of the moment, the figure that had been swept up on the eleven suddenly fell rapidly, and fell in the air, before he stood in front of Ye Tianling.
An arrow penetrated his chest, blood spattered all over his breast.
Ye Tian yelled sharply: "Eleven brother!" At the same time he caught the eleven falling body, the man had already turned up the top of the city.
Wan Tuo Shuofeng and others landed one after another, Qing Chen ignored the others, and rushed forward to observe the eleven injuries. At first sight, his heart was cold.
Ye Tianling leaned in her arms and said anxiously: "How?"
With blood flowing across the tentacles, Qing Chen's fingers trembled uncontrollably, and could barely answer.
The long arrow passed through the chest, right in the center. The corners of the eleven lips kept choking and bleeding, and breathing was short of breath. It was no longer known whether it was rain or blood on the armor, and there was no warmth and coldness to the ground.
Qing Chen tore the lapels of her clothes with her backhand, and looked up around the wound of Eleven. There was nothing. She knew nothing about the equipment and medicine!
It's not that she can't save, she knows how to save, but she is helpless! I could only watch the blood of Eleven spill over the palm of his hand, dye through his clothes, winding down on the bluestone washed by the rain in the city, as if he had taken away the fresh life and disappeared into the dark night.
The arrow is in front of you, and it will be fatal if you move it. Qing Chen knelt beside Ye Tianling and kept applying the only wound medicine he could find around the wound. Eleven had a violent cough, and tried to raise her hand to stop her, and said with difficulty: "Don't...don't bother..."
Qing Chen bit her lip and shook her head, tears raining down instantly, crackling and falling on Eleven's hands.
Eleven smiled slightly when she looked at her tearful: "I promised...your...all done...you remember and promised me..."
Qing Chen felt a pain in her heart: "I know, I remember it all! Eleven, you hold on, I will find a way..."
Ye Tianling put his palm on the eleven vest, continuously inputting true energy to protect his heart. Eleven seemed to cheer up. He always had a faint smile of heroism and handsomeness on his face, and looked up at Ye Tianling: "Fourth brother...you... owe me a drunk..."
Ye Tianling's eyes were red, and he nodded to indicate that he knew, but only felt that the true energy he had entered was like a mud cow into the sea, and Eleven's breathing became weaker and weaker. He muttered: "Don't talk..."
Eleven did not speak any more, closed his eyes with a smile, but the hand on his side slowly dropped.
Qing Chen could no longer feel a trace of vitality from him, and cried out: "Eleven! I will do something...Don't go to sleep!"
However, Eleven never answered her again.
Ye Tianling guarded Eleven tightly on his arms, and did not say a word for a long time. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky with a long and mournful roar, which shook the clouds.
At this time, the earth-shaking screams of killing sounded from the wilderness that was as dark as the abyss, the mountains and the wild wind and rain, the sky seemed to have a rolling dark cloud covering the Turkic army, hunting and hunting, sweeping the land, cold rain.
The hills and wilds are verdant, the branches of the green forest are as bright as water, and the blue sky is faintly shadowed by the clouds, as cool as a man’s clear smile.
There is no trace of the breeze.