Chapter 608: condition

The sound of the knife was loud and the blood was soaring.
There were Mercedes-Benz fire horses and locust-like rockets everywhere, and wooden houses and tents on the streets were instantly lit, burning with the wind. Countless Turkic people were scratched and trampled, and the burning flames burned their hair and clothes, screaming and endless. The fleeing crowd became the living target of the rushing Dahua cavalry. With the boundless arrow rain accompanied by the sky fire, Kizil instantly transformed from heaven to purgatory.
In this sea of ​​fire, the Dahua cavalry, bathed in blood, held up a machete dripping with blood, like a galloping torrent, rushing into the Turkic Palace frantically.
Nuoda's palace was crowded with dense crowds inside and outside, Turks, Dahuas, blades, and countless warhorses. The closest distance between the two sides is between several feet, so close that they can smell the sweat on each other. There are blood-red eyes and crazy cheeks everywhere, especially in Turkic people, and in Dahua people!
"Lao Gao, your mother is finally here !!" Seeing Gao Chief's dark face, Hu Bugui's eyes burst into tears, he hugged his arms and laughed loudly.
"Ashamed, it's a pleasure to kill outside, almost forgot this, and forgive me." The high chief laughed, glanced at the captured Salmu and the Turks and nodded proudly. Countless Dahua soldiers rushed up, tied them firmly, and took special care of the little Khan.
Yu Jia held a gold knife in her hand, and her red lips showed a little blood, so she rushed forward immediately. It was just that the cold blade of the big Chinese was clinging to Salmu's neck, and the head fell to the ground.
Li Wuling looked at the Turkic cavalry covered with wolf-like tigers, and wiped the blood stains on his face excitedly: "So many Huren? Brother Lin, this is enough for us to kill! , I have enough money today!"
"Yeah," Lin Wanrong laughed out loud. "We have enough books!"
He slowly turned around, looking at all the dahua elites behind him, suddenly raising his arms and exclaiming, "Brothers. Do you know where this is? I tell you, this place is and fiery-that is Turkic palace! Turkic palace !!! "
"Hoo--" The words he deliberately repeated seemed to land on the ground, and the crowd suddenly boiled. At this moment of disgrace, Dahuas waited for a hundred years. Countlessly hot-blooded Erlang burst into tears, they cheered wildly. Waving a sharp knife that bleeds. Furiously toward the opposite Hu Ren.
Encouraged by this huge spirit, the Chinese people's momentum is unstoppable. Even if they occupy the absolute number advantage, the formation of the Turks is still oppressed by them.
"Brush!" Yuga scimitar came out of her sheath, and her little hand waved coldly. Turks in all directions swarmed back in an instant.
"When!" Countless swords and guns were added, and the two sides squeezed tightly together. Dahua's soldiers were all flushed, with fierce and excited light flashing in their eyes, and they would rather die than take a step back.
In the confrontation, although there was no fighting, the atmosphere was almost asphyxiated, except for the wheezing sound. No one spoke. Yuga's eyes flickered, and the golden sword waved again. The Turk snarled. The formation desperately squeezed up, suppressing the opponent's narrow space step by step.
"No one is allowed to retreat!" Lin Wanrong looked coldly. Swallowed hard. The big knife pointed forward.
"Kill!" General Dahua roared at the same time, his eyes flushed. The huge energy that erupted in an instant, used the white sword to hold the Turks, and squeezed them back again and again.
No blood, but more thrilling than the battlefield battle, this is a contest between the resilience and will of the two nations! There is an indescribable excitement and tragic expression on the face of every Dahua, from Lin San to soldiers, all of them, as if they would never lose.
Golden Knife Dahan raised his head slightly, and looked at the dumb, his eyes gradually became cold, the machete held tightly, the back of his hand was crystal clear, and several thin green tendons were faintly raised. The dumb stared at her unwillingly, her face somber as if the sky was dark
In this terrible silence, everyone seemed to have a silent and taut string. No one knew when the string would break or break.
"Sister, don't bother me, kill them!" Turkic little Khan, who was under the control of the big Chinese, suddenly gritted his teeth with a trembling and immature roar, crisp childish sounds, and rang all corners of the palace.
Lao Gao snapped his palm on Xiao Khan's head and said angrily, "Speak again and I will cut your tongue off!"
Slapping Turk Khan, which is a good thing that I never thought of, fell on me? !! Gao Gao stared at the palm of his hand, and suddenly laughed a long time. Hu Bugui certainly understood what he meant, hehe said, "Let your kid be the first!"
"Salmu--" Yu Jia sighed, her eyes opened, her silver teeth clenched tightly, and her gold knife was almost crushed.
Lin Wanrong shook his head slightly and sighed, "Brother Gao, don't be too simple and rude. Our Dahua is a state of etiquette. If you can't make sense with morals, then you can start."
"Yes, yes, we must change next time!" Lao Gao nodded with a grin.
"Don't you mouse crying cat, false mercy!" Salmu shouted angrily, although it was a stiff voice, but it was standard Chinese. Lin Wanrong looked at him in surprise, and then looked at Yu Jia. Da Khan's expression was cold, and a deep hatred was shot in his eyes.
Lin Wanrong shook his head funnyly: "Salmu, the cat crying the mouse is false compassion, and the mouse crying the cat is true compassion. When your sister teaches you Mandarin Chinese, you must not have studied carefully."
Little Khan stared at him with his eyes widened: "I don't care if you are a mouse or a cat. In short, you bullied my sister, Salmu will not let you go!"
"I didn't bully--" He wanted to refute, but only glanced at Yu Jia, but his voice fell unconsciously. With that said, it doesn't seem to be enough!
Da Khan sighed, her face was pale with golden light, she raised her head, her eyes sharp, and paid deep attention to his face: "Dahua, let's talk about the conditions. As long as you let Saermu and my tribe, Yu With the honor of the Turkic Khanate Golden Knife Dahan Khan, I assure you that I will not investigate the attack on Wang Ting. You, and your warriors, can safely leave the grassland and return to your homeland! "
The words Ronggui are well deserved, they are a lone army. After a few months and thousands of miles, they crossed the Helan Mountains, burned Bayanhot, and made a surprise attack on Dalanza. They crossed the Sea of ​​Death and the Tianshan Ice Grotto, and captured the Hu Ren Wang Ting. The fire was burned all over Kizil. It can be described as truly shocking and invincible. Even if they don't take Sarm, as long as they can go back alive, they are well-deserved heroes.
Lin Wanrong shook his head slightly and said indifferently, "Da Khan, open up such conditions. Don't you think you are insulting your wisdom ?!"
Yu Jia's expression was cold: "Your hands are stained with the blood of my people, and you put Saermu, I have no blame, isn't this enough ?!"
Dumb looking at her, she suddenly raised her head to the sky and smiled. The contempt on her face seemed to pierce the crescent like a needle.
"What are you laughing at?" Golden Knife Khan growled, anxious to go up and pinch his neck. It was so crispy to drink, even the dust on the beams of the hall. Domus shuddered.
Lin Wanrong raised an eyebrow, and said angrily, "I laugh at you cleverly pretending to be clever! Speaking of blood on your hands. Big Khan. Go and ask your father ’s sweat, ask your people, they do to my fellow What? I would kill the Turks ten times more. Can I compare them to the butchers ?! "
"You are not allowed to question my father's sweat !!!" Crescent Moon gritted his teeth, eyes widened, stared at him sternly, angrily shouted.
Lin Wanrong's old face was dark, and he said loudly, "He's your father's sweat, not my father's sweat !!! I asked a man with blood on his hands, what's wrong?"
Such a fierce quarrel faintly felt familiar. She had done it countless times while she was the naive and beautiful captive Crescent Moon. It's just that time has changed. Although things are, people are no longer! At this moment, can she remember those not far away? !! The dumb face was stern, and the heart was grinning.
Lao Hu and Gao Jie looked at each other with horror. These two are clearly strangers, but how can they get up again? That look, even the accent, hasn't changed!
"Do you dare to insult my father Khan ?!" Sarmu had jumped up over there, and rushed over to find him desperately. Lao Gao he smiled and stopped him. The little Khan was a big ghost and opened his mouth to bite Lao Gao's hand. Hu Bugui's eyes were swift and fast, and he went up to hold Salmu's neck fiercely, letting his young body kick in the air.
"Stop it!" Seeing that Sarmu was tortured, Yu Jia's eyes were moist with a wave of the golden sword under the anger of Yu Jia.
Hu Bugui smiled, embarrassedly scratched his head, and put down the little Khan.
Jin Dao sweated for a few breaths, a slight sorrow appeared on her face, she looked at Lin Wanrong silently, and suddenly came over slowly. Her footsteps were light, like a feather floating in the air, with an unreal illusion.
Just two feet away from him, Yu Jia stopped and looked at him expressionlessly: "Use me, exchange my brother! You let him go and take me away!"
"Sister--" Little Khan exclaimed and wept.
Yuga's beautiful eyes were wide and round, and she said angrily, "Salmu, you are the son of Vega Khan, an eagle soaring in the grasslands. You can only bleed, you can't cry! Haven't I taught you?"
Hu Bugui shook his head slightly. Yu Jia, a woman who is smart and wise, does n’t say anything, but she is also affectionate, righteous, and responsible. It's a pity, why is she just an idiot? This is a good thing, as if we are the wicked wicked people!
Lao Gao sighed and secretly lowered his voice: "Brother Lin, you are resourceful, but think of a way to ask Crescent Moon to give you a warm bed! She is not a bad person, and we are not bad people! Such a woman, missed it, really What a pity !!! "
Lin Wanrong was speechless. The two armies are facing each other, blood is everywhere, and the sea is deeply hateful. Yuga's identity is Tianjiao, who is standing on the grassland. Even if I want to warm her bed, I risk her life and let it go, can the Turks agree? !!
"Why, dare you answer it ?! Are you big Chinese, so timid ?!" Da Khan stared at him, a sneer of coldness smirking.
Destiny seemed to be joking, where to start, took a turn, but returned to there. If Yu Jia really becomes his captive again, where does the wheel of fate point to? "Don't dare to answer, but I'm afraid you will be disappointed when you answer." He shook his head and smiled, sighing slightly: "Da Khan, the world turns, you are not the one I want now!"
"You—" Yuga's angry cheeks turned red. A faint maggot rose in his eyes, and then he flickered sharply. The gold knife in his hand was angrily and clenched, and he might come out of the sheath at any time.
Dumb as if not seeing her gaze, said lightly: "I'm not right ?! You are the Golden Knife Khan now. The light is bright. But the future grassland owner is not you. Why should I abandon the future for the present? Just because you look beautiful? IMHO, every girl in my family is 100 times more beautiful than you, and you can feel free to touch me. Can you make it ?! "
"Dirty!" Da Khan gritted his teeth. His chest was trembling, his eyes were cold like lightning, and he stared at him fiercely: "What do you want ?! Explain your conditions!"
Dumb breathed a long breath, and shook his head, "Conditions? Of course, we can talk, except that the timing is not good today."
Hearing that he seemed willing to talk about the condition, Yu Jia's eyes flashed a look of expectation, his tone was slightly slower: "Today is not good? Then tomorrow ?!"
"Tomorrow is not a good day!"
"Then when do you choose ?!"
Lin Wanrong nodded and said, "It should be almost when we return to Helan Mountain. At that time, you and our two countries can build a long shed between Wuyuan and Bayanhaote. Cross the border between the two countries and put on a few more Ten tables. Everyone drink tea and some fruit. Sit down and talk slowly. Don't tell you, Khan. I'm looking forward to that moment! "
Jin Dao Khan realized that he had been taken by him, and suddenly became furious and blushed: "Dumb, you dare to tease me?" "This is not a teasing, but the reality you will face!" Turned without fear, smiled at Salmu: "Little Khan, welcome to our Dahua guest! You can rest assured, as long as I report the name of the three forests, no one will dare to bully you, I take me Credit guarantee! "
"Do you dare?" Yu Jia's eyes were cracked, and several cases around him were slammed, her eyes were on fire, her teeth were glaring at him, and her red lips were bloody. Word by word: "Lin San, do you think I really dare not kill you ?!"
"Kill and see!" Lin San flicked his sleeves and patted Hu Bugui on his shoulders: "Brother Hu, tell the brethren, be prepared, we are going home!"
Come back home? These two words are far away and strange. Hu Bugui listened for a while, tears filled his eyes, and trembled with trembling: "General, you say, let's go home ?!"
"Yeah, go home! Today, it's really good weather!" Looking at the new glow in the sky, the face was red like a baby, his nose choked slightly, he stepped forward with his feet up, and walked outward. Yuga stared at his back, her eyes constantly changing.
Sister— "Salmu was held in his hands by Hu Bugui, and followed Lin Wanrong directly, crying childishly, terribly miserable. More than twenty Turkic captives who were captured were with hands, feet, and cloth. Shut up and struggled to be pushed out. Two lines of tears dripped silently, Yu Jia gritted her teeth, waved a gold knife, and yelled, "The warriors obey. Do n’t let a big Chinese go! "
Hurrah, hurrying up, the Turks rushed up, countless cold arrows flickered at them, and aimed at them all.
"Jin Gong, Mo Jian, where is that ?!" Jin Dao Khan's voice was clear and decisive, without a trace of emotion.
Two beautiful Turkic girls bowed and held a golden bow, Yu Jia held it in her hand, and gently pulled the bow string. The hall buzzed and the echoes continued. Two other girls respectfully hung her quiver, and dozens of heavy ink arrows filled it! This ink arrow is made of pure black gold. The whole body is black and extremely precious. It is more rigid than gold stones and indestructible!
Yu Jia's eyes were cold, her crossbow was hanging her bow, her hand was raised slightly, and the dreary black arrow was aimed at the slightly shaking back view.
Lin Wanrong seemed to feel something, his body was slightly stagnant, but he did not turn his head: "Da Khan, although I don't agree with some of your opinions. But in my mind, you are the most respectable opponent! Even if you don't My sister-in-law is beautiful, but your arrow shoots well. If I die in your hands today, that's not wrong! "
Crescent Moon's beautiful eyes rose with a faint mist of water, and the jade hand holding the bow trembled slightly: "Dumb, what words you say are true and which ones are false, I can't tell which one is true. Yujia, please, it's you Can you figure it all out ?! "
Dumb shook her head back slightly, and laughed, "If you can make the distinction between true and false so clearly, then it is not life. It is acting-Brother Gao, let's go!"
"Go!" The high chief roared loudly, struggling to slash out the big knife in his hand, and in the loud sound of "Dang", the Hu Ren in front of him stepped back several steps. All the officers followed behind them. Slowly wriggle to the palace door.
The Hu people followed them step by step. Squeezing Dahua people in the middle, but dare not act lightly. Little Khan and many princes are in their hands, and Big Khan has not issued an order. Who dares to take the initiative?
Lao Gao was fierce and strode forward. The sword fell down with a knife, and the Hu Ren did not dare to grab its edge and had to step back.
With his eyes narrowing to the gate of the palace, he just stepped on the stairs and heard a sharp sharp whistle passing through his ears, setting off a few fine hairs, and a buzzing wind. It looks like a knife, and it hurts a lot.
"Beep" crisply. The stone clashes and the spark flashes away. The black ink arrow crossed his cheek in the slightest. Rooted into the thick stone walls of the palace wall. The buzzing echo hovered in his ears.
Hu Bugui was surprised and opened his mouth wide, so that he could bow sharply. Coupled with Yujia's magical archery, who can be the world!
"It's so bad!" Lin Wanrong shook his head helplessly, rubbed his cheeks with a smile, and strode out of the palace door.
With this step, there was a burning sensation. The fire on all sides has not extinguished, and the sound of crackling is endless. Looking at the two sides of the Long Street, it was endless jubilation last night, but now it is a piece of scorched earth and rubble, and half of the entire Kizil was flooded by the fire.
Countless Turkic cavalry, surrounded on both sides of the Long Street, surrounded them in groups, murderous, but did not shoot an arrow, apparently has not yet received the command of Yujia.
The Dahuas advanced toward the city gates, and the Turks retreated in an orderly manner, and it seemed that they had intentionally left a way for them.
"What's going on here, isn't Yu Jia letting us go like this?" Xu Zhen held both knives and looked at them, alertly.
The Turks did not attack, and did not make a single attack. The entire Kizil was silent, but in this silence, he could vaguely smell some blood. An invisible pressure seemed to be burdened with heavy burdens. Not only Xu Zhen and Li Wuling, but also the battle-hardened old rivers and lakes such as Hu Bugui and Gao Cai, there were layers of sweat on his forehead.
"Look, that's the Crescent Moon's sedan chair!" Li Wuling cried.
In the protection of countless Turkic peoples, a golden tent was not ill, and slowly followed behind them. The slightly veiled gauze was silent. I didn't see Yu Jiadi, but I could feel her breathing calmly. Turkic Khan was terribly silent, and no one knew what she was going to do.
The gate of the broken land was near, and the body of the Hu was standing upright. The fallen Dahua general had stopped breathing, the fire, blood, broken limbs, and the marks of the last night's war were vivid.
He walked alone at the forefront, looking at the young fiery face that had fallen before him, many Dahua soldiers, with their eyes wide open and dead.
This is not Dahua! Countless loyal souls will rest on this land in a foreign country forever, and will never return to their hometown forever.
His silent silence, tears on his cheeks.
"Small thief, I'm sorry--" A warm, wet little hand held him tightly, as if at the same frequency as his heartbeat, feeling his pain and sorrow. Ning Xianzi stood quietly beside him, patted his wrist gently, the deep love and compassion in his eyes, as if he was caring for a helpless child. Gauze covered her cheeks and could not see her peerless face, but it did not harm her beauty.
"Sister, what's wrong, why do you say I'm sorry?" The thief was startled, looked up quickly, but saw a little tiredness seeping from the fairy's eyes, and some sweat beads on his forehead, flashing in the morning dawn. Crystal dazzling gloss.
People like Ning Xianzi, who are suffering hardships and martial arts all their lives, can't be tired by the heat and heat? This little sweat has revealed something strange.
Lin Wanrong was horrified and lifted her veil, but saw Ning Yuxi's cheeks pale and pale. This shock was not small. The thief hugged her tightly: "Sister Shenxian, you are What's wrong? Where is it uncomfortable, don't scare me! "
Ning Yuxi caressed his messy hair slightly, and shook his head and sighed, "I know you're upset. Last night's battle, I tried my best, but many lives are still irretrievable! As a martial artist, The sword is the enemy, but the battle. But it is not personally possible! You must blame it! "
Although Ning Xianzi is highly skilled in martial arts, no matter how powerful martial arts, she cannot defeat the thunderous battle. After all, the power that individuals can exert is ultimately limited.
Seeing the fairy's self-blame, Lin Wanrong came from her heart in pain. Hold her hand in a hurry: "Sister. How can you blame you? The general will inevitably die, and this is the way to fight. Tell me, why are you uncomfortable?"
"Don't worry," Ning Yuxi whispered softly, "I hurried to cast Yuga the previous day and split the city gate last night. It took a bit of energy. A little tired. Just rest for a day."
Although she said lightly, Lin Wanrong immediately understood. Amnestics, breaking the city gate, which one is not shocking? Could it be done with a little effort by the fairy? Coincidentally, two things came together, and the night war, even if the fairy has a high level of martial arts, it can't bear it.
"Sister, you are not allowed to move now!" Lin Wanrong snorted and said with an old face. With a click, she hugged her sideways. Put it right away. The fairy had red ears and red ears, and whispered in exclamation: "What are you doing? Put me down quickly. I can be seen!"
"Whoever loves to watch!" He grunted angrily and turned over. He kissed her on the cheek, took her hand, walked side by side with a smile, and said, "From now on, you close your eyes. I won't tell you not to wake up."
This overbearing local person, the fairy suddenly laughed, seeing countless eyes around him. She was a little shy in her heart, and quickly veiled her veil tightly, and said lightly, "Little thief, you are doing bad things to me."
"Sister, please come and break my ways, I don't mind!" The thief grinned.
"What do you have to do?" Fairy glanced at him strangely, but didn't know what it was, and suddenly sighed, "I have a weak heart and broke many rules and regulations. I also treated Yuga with punishment and was punished. It should be. "
Lin Wanrong tightened his heart tightly, his eyelids pounded, and he hugged the fairy quickly, angrily: "Nonsense, all that is my evil, and punishment by God is also punishment for me, it's not your business!"
"Punish you? Didn't that punish me?" Fairy said quietly.
On the golden sedan chair, the veil fluttered, and the beautiful Jin Dao Khan stared at the fairy's cheek tightly, his eyes flashed with light, and the ink arrows slightly shook.
Seeing that he had crossed the city gate, the Hu Ren was still the same, without any obstruction, when Lin Wanrong felt strange, Ning Yuxi looked up: "Little thief, I forgot to tell you the way ahead I'm afraid it won't work! "
"Why ?!" said the thief.
Ning Xianzi sighed slightly: "You will know when you go out. He hurriedly struck the horse across the gate, glanced slightly, and suddenly took a breath.
Hu people, Hu people everywhere!
The remaining Turks are keenly mounted, the Kizil City Ground Guards, and countless fierce Turks, with more than 30,000. Coupled with the savvy Hu people who followed Yu Jia, there were 40,000 or 50,000 Hu people waiting to surround them. The dark horse heads, like ants gathered together, were shaking slightly. The scimitars in the hands of the Hu people were shining, and thousands of dark black arrows were aimed at them.
Lin Wanrong suddenly realized that at this critical moment of life and death, the fairy appeared and stood beside her, that is to live and die with me.
He couldn't tell what was moving in his heart ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Regardless of how many people looked at it, he turned his head and kissed the fairy face gently across the veil.
"What are you doing!" Ning Yuxi gave a soft whisper, his face greasy.
No wonder Yu Jia was in no hurry. She was going to drive us outside the city. This place is much better than the narrow palace. Turks can make the most of their cavalry. Five thousand people charged together, and the momentum was shocking enough to crush the weak Dahua cavalry into a pancake.
He jumped out of Malay and grinned, "A lot of people ?! This is a killing fun! On such a large scale, if I die today, not only will Dahua remember me, but even Turkic history will give me Here comes a thick stroke. "
Hu Bugui smiled and said, "I don't understand. Does Yu Jia really want to throw herself into desperation ?! She doesn't even kill Xiao Khan ?!"
"I don't know," Lin Wanrong shook his head slightly. "This girl is a hundred times more powerful than I expected. Her means can surprise us every time! Maybe this is our last battle."
The last battle? !! The high chiefs gazed at the rising sun, shining brightly, covering a thick haze.