Finest Servant

Outside the city of Kizil.

night. It was dark and lonely. There is no fire. No hoofbeats. far into the sky. There seemed to be a floating dark cloud, wandering over without a sound.

A burning torch on top of the city. In the cold grassland night wind. The flame kept floating and swinging until it was slowly extinguished. Only 20 to 30% of the remains remained, and the dim light shone on the city wall, standing on the top of the city, and the distance as far as the eye could see was only a hundred feet.

Enter the palace with the warriors. The carnival atmosphere in Kizil City has weakened a lot. Although it is still singing and dancing. The girls have gradually dispersed, the originally crowded street. It also gradually became looser. However, the Turkic soldiers guarding the city only had one chance to have a carnival this year. Holding the roasted leg of lamb in one hand and the kumiss in the other, they danced and sang excitedly. On a day of universal celebration like the Goat Picking Conference, everyone was cheering, and no one would blame them for being careless.

A small black spot wedged on the city wall like a nail. not moving at all. look from afar. It's like a gecko climbing a wall. In the dim light, no one noticed his existence.

It was less than half a foot away from the top of his head. It is the crenel of the city wall, and a torch is hung obliquely. While it was still going out, the scent of kumiss came with the wind accompanied by the singing of the Turkic people. The whole Kizil was immersed in joy.

The personal combat power of the Turkic people is indeed outstanding, but what is equally prominent as the combat power is their loose discipline and the laxity of nomads, which can be seen in them at a glance. The Turkic Royal Court is located deep in the Alxa Grassland, adjacent to the natural danger of Altai. It can be described as the most stable rear of the Turkic Khanate. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Turks have conquered the south and expanded the north, and unified the grassland. There have been no less than a thousand battles, large and small, but Kizil has never been disturbed by any. This gradually numbs their nerves.

"Whoosh," the lights dimmed. It seems that there is a breeze blowing. The torch went out. The gecko crouching on the wall climbed the wall and sprinted. He jumped into the crenel silently. Hidden in darkness.

"Mom, why did it turn off again!?" A barbarian guard. Walked over while belching and cursing, the fire was not lit yet. He heard a crackling sound on his neck, and his strong body slowly went limp.

The high chief took a deep breath, and put the barbarian's body down in a dark corner. At the same time, several geckos landed beside him silently. The Turkic guards were pointing at the street, holding the leg of lamb. Laughing unscrupulously. I don't know which Turkic woman they took a fancy to, they are beside them. It is the leading wall leading to the tower.

Lao Gao let out a hey sound. He gestured viciously with the shiny scimitar in his hand, and the brothers behind him understood. Several people attack at the same time. It rushed up like a civet cat.

The High Chiefs are the best. The distance of a few feet was reached in the blink of an eye, and the movement was as fast as lightning. One left and one right squeezed the necks of the two barbarians fiercely,

The two Turkic people beside him were horrified and were about to yell loudly. But he felt his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't shout anymore, so he looked down. A cold steel knife rested on his neck, and gurgling blood flowed from his throat.

Two Dahua soldiers forced these people to live on the rock wall of the city wall. Drooping his head, pretending to be drunk, another guard at the crenel glanced at this side, and immediately laughed and cursed.

"The agency is over there!" Several people squatted down and let out a long breath, a brother in charge of observation. Pointing to a huge roulette above the leading wall. Said in a low voice. The mechanism is about five or six feet away. Hidden in a circular stack. There are parapets all around, and dozens of Turkic people guard it. Judging from the appearance of the body, it is obviously the best among the Hu people, the thick and heavy city gate of Kizil. All * this mechanism pulls the rope,

Counted the heads. There are a total of ten barbarians guarding the agency, and there are seven elite brothers beside him. Gao Chief nodded slightly, looking at the sky. Just as he was about to wave his hand, he suddenly heard a Turkic man screaming loudly: "Look quickly. What is that?!"

The direction of the Turkic man's finger was towards the outside of the city. A great black cloud,

Approaching Kizil silently. Looking at the distance, it was only a few miles away. The ground trembled slightly. But submerged in the carnival in the city.

"It's cavalry!" A barbarian leader with excellent eyesight and rich battle formations looked around for a while, and suddenly exclaimed.

Before he finished speaking, several horrified shouts suddenly sounded from the streets of Kizil: "Quick. Run quickly. The horse is startled!"

Two or three large Turkic horses, covered in flames, neighed in pain and kept galloping. Run down the street. Several barbarians hadn't had time to react. It has been trampled under the foot of the steed. The flames rushed to the clothes and hair in an instant. There was a miserable howl.

The Turkic people on the street came to their senses. Screaming, they turned around and fled. Although they were the best horse trainers in the grasslands, who would dare to take advantage of such a crazy horse that was on fire?

"Go!" Taking advantage of the opportunity when all the barbarians were in a daze. Hu Bugui waved his hand fiercely, and the seven heroes shot out like arrows. The barbarian who guarded the organ heard the soft footsteps behind him, and turned around just now. I saw the snow light dancing in front of my eyes. A gloomy sword. Straight to the head.

There were screams amidst the splash of blood, and the Turkic people heard the reputation, and saw several masked black shadows rushing into the machine hub like wolves into a herd of sheep, scimitars dancing wildly, setting off a monstrous wave of blood.

"Kill!" Seemingly echoing the high chief, the clouds floating slowly outside the city suddenly rolled up like wild sand in the desert, and countless war horses, black, white, and yellow, merged into one stream The surging torrent. With the momentum of the wind and clouds, it hit Kizil directly.

The sword is shining. Amidst the earth-shattering killing sounds, Xu Zhen and Li Wuling had countless young and angry faces. See so clearly.

"Brothers, open the city gate!!" Lao Gao slashed open the stubborn enemy around him, blood splashed on his face, he slammed on the handle of the huge roulette wheel, and several brothers behind him roared loudly at the same time, heavy The gate of Kizil City made an "ah" sound, revealing a thin gap.

Outside the city, in the city, on the city. The three places were attacked at the same time, and the Turkic people just woke up like a dream. The leader of the Hu people in the panic shouted: "The enemy is attacking! Kill them! Kill them!!"

Thousands of Turkic soldiers frantically rushed up the city wall, shooting arrows like raindrops at the Dahua people who were speeding down the city. In the sound of "Puff" and "Puff", there was a muffled sound, and dozens of Dahua soldiers rolled and fell off their horses.

The densely packed arrows of the Hu people were mostly blocked by the crenels around the roulette, and the seven warriors in the city who controlled the roulette. Eyes wide open. At the same time, he yelled and pushed the mechanism hard, "squeak". The heavy stone door was slowly pulled open.

Countless Turks flocked towards the crenel like crazy. To kill all seven of them. At the same time, there are barbarians under the city tower. Wielding the scimitar, he wanted to cut off the slowly pulling huge rope.

"Kill!" More than 20 Dahua soldiers who sneaked into the city with the Yueshi were facing them, and the two sides fought fiercely.

More and more barbarians surrounded the crenel. All the soldiers were covered in blood, but it became more and more difficult to push the turntable. The city gate was opened half a shoulder width apart, and they couldn't move an inch. Xu Zhen and Li Wuling were about to kill the city. . Dozens of brothers were hit by arrows and fell off their horses, Lao Gao's eye sockets were cracked anxiously. Just about to give up his life, he suddenly heard a woman's anxious voice shouting from outside the city: "Get out of the way!"

A white shadow rushed over the crowd like a shooting star, and shot straight towards the city gate. The barbarian's crazy arrows seemed to be flying locusts. Pounced away with whistling. The woman kept moving, and the light of the sword in her hand swung like a thunderbolt and lightning. Go straight to the city gate.

"Boom!" The city walls seemed to start to shake, and the thick city gates burst into pieces. Gravel was flying all over the sky, dust filled the air, and the city gate on the left was shaking. It crashed to the ground.

In that huge impact. Masked woman in white. His figure froze suddenly. There was an imperceptible grunt in his mouth. It was ejected like electricity, and when it landed, it staggered a few steps before it stood still. Crispy chest panted sharply.

How thick is the gate of Kizil City. Who can crush it with one person's power? This blow is like a stone breaking the sky, trembling in everyone's heart-

Although only one gate fell down. The channel leading to Kizil has been completely unblocked.

"Brothers, come with me and go into Kizil. Capture the Turkic Khan alive!!" How could Xu Zhen and Li Wuling give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Their faces flushed with excitement. Braving the boundless rain of arrows, Qi Qi roared and lifted the reins vigorously, the steed almost flew into the air, brushed over the gravel all over the ground, and rushed straight into the Turkic royal court!

The Dahua iron cavalry following behind them seemed to be surging fiercely. He slammed open the remaining broken door, and rushed in like a flood. That invincible momentum. Even the ferocious Turks are daunting!

The boundless rain of arrows rolled down, and the Dahua knights running under the city kept falling off their horses, but more people rushed in instantly. Entered Kizildi Street. It is meaningless to defend the castle tower empty. The Turks quickly turned around. Down the wall. Trying to kill the Dahua people in the alley.

"I knew, Brother Lin must have a backup!!" Excited, Gao Chief flew up and kicked the cumbersome roulette. Jump up to the high crenel. The scimitar dripping blood in his hand swung vigorously. Howling like a wolf: "This is the royal court of the Turkic people! Brothers, close your eyes and chop hard. We only make money and don't lose money!"

Just now, the street was still full of singing and singing, and it instantly turned into a sea of ​​blood. Forty or fifty ignited ground fire horses galloped crazily in front, like a spinning flywheel. Anyone who is close. Either trampled or burned, the Dahua cavalry frantically poured in. Follow behind the fire horse. At the speed of the wind, the Turkic people who had gathered to resist were scattered and merged into a continuous torrent. This was the best trick the Turks used when they broke through Dahua City, and it was returned intact by the Dahua people today.

"Chirp!" An arrow pierced the sky outside the city. Blooming colorful fireworks.

All the Turkic people in the hall were startled at the same time, but they have not yet come to their senses. Suddenly there was a loud "crash", the fire racks hanging the sheep in the arena were knocked down at the same time, and the members of the Yue clan were holding scimitars, like a raging pack of wolves. He rushed towards the throne with a whoosh, before the Turkic princes on the seat had time to react, they were already held to their necks by steel knives, and they were immediately killed by Yuezhi mercilessly if they resisted a little. Blood splattered everywhere. The barbarians in the lower head panicked, but the warriors with the sheep were the quickest to react and rushed forward.

"Sarmu, be careful!!" The Golden Knife Khan exclaimed shrilly. The scimitar in his hand burst out of its sheath instantly. With a sound of brushing, it split out against the wind. At the same time, the jade hand stretched out. I'm going to pull the little Khan.

"Dang," Jin Ge Jiaoming made a piercing high-pitched voice, and the mute rushed forward with a knife. He was standing in front of her with piercing eyes. He stared at her hard.

Still so bright eyes. But it's a world of difference! Yu Jia was in a trance for a while, and the words she had spoken to him a moment ago were still in her ears, and she seemed to be suffocating in her heart. The pain was so painful that I lost consciousness.

"You are not dumb, who are you! Why did you lie to me?" She murmured looking at him with dull eyes. Suddenly roared angrily: "No matter who you are, I will kill you. Kill you!!"

"When" "when" "when". Her eyes widened, like a mother leopard in a frenzy. Hold the knife in both hands. Three shots were scored in an instant, and the notes were exquisite. Swords never leave his vitals, when he was a prisoner in the past. This girl hides herself very well, she is not only proficient in archery. The knife technique is also extremely ruthless.

Lin Wanrong took a step back. Hold her to stab the knife in his heart. Poker face. His eyes were cold.

"Kill!" Yue Ya'er suddenly screamed, and her slender fingers were as fast as lightning, and swipe towards his face.

This crazy wild horse! Lin Wanrong was finally pissed off. "Ah", he punched Yue Yueer's wrist heavily. Yu Jia let out a pained snort. Shrunk back.

Lin Wanrong stepped forward. He chopped off her head with a big knife in his hand. "Ding", Yu Jia tried her best to hold his blade-

"You must know who I am?!" Lin Wanrong tore off the mask on his head and threw it out, "Okay! Then you just look at me. You look at me!!——If you recognize me, I will I will let you kill today! You admit it. You should admit it quickly!" The overwhelming knife thrust Yu Jia into the corner. His eyes are round. Almost growling and roaring. Panting heavily, he hit Yu Jia's face with a fluttering sound.

Wearing this bullshit mask made people suffocate to death. With this relief, he immediately let out a long breath, feeling indescribably relaxed.

"Lin, Lin San—" Zhao Kangning hid under the table. His face was pale. Muttered his name.

"Go to your mother's chop suey!" Hu Bugui slashed open the table with his knife. Spewing saliva and cursing, the little prince obediently retracted his head.

Yu Jia shook her head vigorously. Eyes wide open. Stare hard at his cheek. Not daring to move at all, the atmosphere seemed to be frozen, doubts, hesitation, helplessness, sadness... in an instant, countless lights flashed from her eyes.

There was a long silence. She trembled slightly, and a faint argon rose in her eyes. The little hand holding the golden knife stretched forward unconsciously, but stopped in a moment. She lowered her eyelids slightly, and said lightly: "Can you tell me. Am I a good person or a bad person?!"

"I don't have time to answer your question!" Lin Wanrong threw her away with a cold face. Turn around and leave!

"I'll kill you, you despicable person!" Yu Jia shouted violently behind him, and the golden knife in his hand whipped up a cold wind, and slashed at the back of his head.

"Ding!" Lin Wanrong turned around and hit, the two swords locked together. Yue Yue'er held the scimitar with both hands. Gritting his teeth, he stared closely at him. Would rather die than take a step back. The two faced each other face to face. The cold blade scratched his face and it hurt raw.

A trace of bright red blood soaked through his lips, Yu Jia looked at the crescent-like shallow imprint on his hand, and burst into tears.

"Sister—" A frightened and crisp child's voice suddenly resounded in the hall.

"Salmu!" Yu Jia was shocked. Use all your strength. Throwing away Lin Wanrong's broadsword, at the same time his figure was as fast as lightning, and rushed straight to Little Khan.

"Khan Yujia. Please calm down." Hu Bugui stepped on Tu Suozuo's stomach. In the other hand, there was a shiny scimitar, which was resting on Salmu's neck.

Yu Jia hurriedly stripped her body. A stern look flashed in his eyes: "What are you going to do? Whoever dares to hurt Salmu. I will make him regret his life for the rest of his life!"

"Sister, Salmu is not afraid. Kill them, kill them quickly!" Little Khan raised his head and yelled loudly, tears began to roll in his eyes.

At this time the situation in the hall. However, earth-shaking changes have taken place. Although there are only a dozen people in Dahua, they came prepared and were caught off guard. There are more than 20 princes sitting at the top. Except for those who were killed on the spot, there were less than twenty people left. All have fallen into their hands, even the little Khan Salmu is no exception.

And the Turkic guards swarmed behind Yujia, and surrounded the Dahua people again.

"You, why don't you speak?!" Yu Jia gritted her teeth and pointed at the mute. asked sharply.

Hearing the rumble of hooves outside the palace gate. Lin Wanrong sighed slightly: "At this time, it is more appropriate to speak with a knife."

"Big Khan at the Banquet, something is wrong. The city is broken. The Dahua people have entered the palace." He didn't finish his sentence. A Turkic guard broke in panting, and the sound of the knife at the palace gate could be heard so clearly.

A bleak look flashed across the face of Khan the Golden Knife. Looking at Lin Wanrong, he said quietly: "Do you think you can defeat me like this? Don't forget. Kizil has 20,000 elites. There are also my countless people. They are coming from all directions, you can't escape land!"

"I don't care how many elites there are." Lin Wanrong sneered: "Blood, fire, fear. The things that the Turkic people gave us, I certainly hope that you can taste it yourself."

"Kill!" The sound of tick-tock hooves sounded like raindrops. Xu Zhen and Gao Chief spoke excitedly and boldly. Immediately before our eyes, countless Dahua cavalry swept towards us like a strong wind.

Yu Jia's eyes were cold, and she waved the golden knife. The archers who had been waiting outside the hall fired in unison, and the dense rain of arrows was like flying locusts. Shoot straight at the head of the cavalry. There was an endless stream of screams.

In this final decisive battle, there is no shortcut, whoever is more ruthless will win. Lin Wanrong gritted her teeth and said nothing. Yu Jia clenched her fists tightly. The eyes of the two met in the air, but they turned their heads away quickly.

"Qiyan Great Khan, ten thousand wolf riders have arrived from the back door, and they will be there in a moment!"

Yu Jia nodded, looked up at the mute, but saw that his eyelids were drooping and indifferent, he didn't seem to be afraid at all, and suddenly remembered that he couldn't understand Turkic.

This is just a little bit of happiness. Telling him to enjoy it, the Great Khan bowed his head. Sometimes hate in the eyes, sometimes tender. unconsciously. Tears rolled down my cheeks.

Hu Bugui was in a hurry, and they broke into the palace alone. Even Little Khan was captured. Wouldn't it be a great pity if they couldn't take them out? It's just that they have more prisoners than themselves at this moment, otherwise they would have already killed them with pledged prisoners.

Hearing the sound of killing, he was so anxious that he couldn't wait any longer, Lao Hu let go of his voice and yelled: "Old Gao, hurry up, Yue Ya'er promised to warm General Lin's bed!"

"Huh!" Gao Chief roared angrily. Braving the dense rain of arrows, he rushed into the Turkic camp with hundreds of horsemen behind him like lightning, brandishing his blade. There was blood and blood everywhere.

at the same time. There was a thunderous sound of hooves behind the main hall. Tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry came like a storm. Look at the momentum, it is much stronger than the Dahua people. The two armies advanced simultaneously. It's just that I don't know who can enter the hall first.

"General Lin—" Xu Zhen's roar rushed in with the sound of a knife. Dahua cavalry rushed in bloody, and at almost the same moment, the wooden door of the palace was smashed open, and Turkic heavy cavalry rushed in like the wind, protecting Yujia behind.

"Mute I, you are surrounded!" Jindao Khan said lightly.

"Contrary to your imagination," pointing to the Turkic elite around him, the mute smiled and shook his head: "I think. It has never been as safe as it is now!"