Great Tang Broom Star

"The arrow fell!"

The two assassins almost popped their eyeballs out of their sockets.

"He's wearing armor!"

"run!"

Amidst Bao Dong's long roar, the two assassins turned and ran away.

Sad and indignant!

This sneak attack was perfect, but who would have thought that Jia Pingan would wear armor in his robe, and the arrows would return in vain.

"This shameless..."

The two assassins were so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood!

The armor is not light, and under normal circumstances no one wants to wear it all day, it is too tiring.

Jia Ping'an is going to a banquet, who will wear armor at the banquet?

Jia Pingan!

The two assassins ran wildly, like galloping horses.

Footsteps came from all directions.

With the sound of horseshoes behind him, an assassin turned his head and saw a war horse coming out of the corner. The war horse neighed softly, and its majestic chest muscles were trembling slightly between its hooves.

Tang Jun on the horseback grinned grinningly, his armor gleaming coldly in the night, lightly holding the spear in his right hand, and placed it by his side...

More than a dozen Tang troops appeared in front of them, and several strong bows were slowly raised, aimed at them.

A team in front of them was holding a knife in their right hand and sternly shouted: "Give up the knife and kneel down!"

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer behind him, as if he could feel the sharpness of the spear head.

There is a strong bow in front, stepping forward is death.

"Boom!"

An assassin knelt down.

"******"

The other assassin yelled loudly, looking angry.

The interpreter said: "He said that companions should not be greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Long knife swings,

It turned out that he wanted to give his companion to the owl's head with a single knife.

The spear stabbed like lightning, and with a ding, the spear slashed across the spine of the blade, all the way down.

The long knife fell to the ground, and the spear yanked violently.

Boom!

The assassin fell on his back.

"Take it!"

The spear rested on the assassin's chest, pressing down gently.

The cavalrymen on horseback took off their visors.

A young face is full of joy.

"I have made a meritorious service!"

There was a scolding sound coming from behind, "Huang Xiaowu is a dog."

The two cavalry came slowly, and the thin white air breathed by the horses was fleeting in the early morning night.

"Huang Xiaowu, your mother is about to get married... You were not supposed to come this time, the captain even told you to stay at home with your wife, so you have a big belly, so you can save yourself a seed before you come again, but you Te Niang must come..."

A cavalryman took off his visor, and he was in his thirties, smiling happily. He patted Huang Xiaowu on the shoulder, "Good job, the spear will miss if it misses a bit, and you won't be able to hold it if it's too heavy..."

Huang Xiaowu said proudly: "I use a long spear to stab the hole in the iron ring every day, and my arm is swollen... It took more than two years of hard training to get such benefits."

Using long spears to pierce the holes in the iron rings is a practice method used by the Tang military, so that the sergeants' long spears can kill more accurately. According to Li Jingye... the guy who wants to stab him will not stab his balls.

"take away!"

The two assassins were dragged into the street.

As soon as they looked up, they saw Jia Pingan looking at the surrounding buildings with his hands behind his back.

"Shule has a long history. In the former Han Dynasty, they surrendered to the Great Han Dynasty. After the Central Plains changed, they also changed their masters..."

Jia Ping turned around, and the two assassins were forced to kneel in front of him.

"Mr. Jia is from Tubo."

In an instant, everyone was looking at Jia Pingan.

Jia Pingan concluded that the Tubo people would do it, and it was them.

"Take it back and torture it."

The residence was just ahead, and Jia Pingan didn't get on his horse, so he just walked over there.

As soon as he entered the door, the woman saluted from the side.

Why do you feel like a Japanese maid?

Jia Pingan smiled.

In the bedroom, the woman made the bed, and Jia Pingan stood in the door, thinking about the Tubo people.

"Mr. Jia."

Han Zong and others are here.

Jia Pingan turned around, "What's the matter?"

Han Zong said: "The follow-up to this matter... the officials are going to seal the city gates, and arrest the assassins only after the assassin confesses... I would like to ask Jia Jun to announce it."

This is what it should mean.

Jia Pingan pondered.

"No need."

Jia Pingan shook his head, "Torture is to be tortured, and the screams must be spread. In addition, if they confess, let them shout and spread the news of the confession..."

Han Zong was puzzled, "Mr. Jia, why is this?"

A civil official said: "It will scare the snake."

"What I want is to startle the snakes." Jia Pingan waved his hand a little tiredly, "Tighten the outside and loose the inside. If the Tubo people want to escape, they will ignore them. The Turks...do their best to suppress them."

The civil servant's eyes suddenly burst into splendor, "Mr. Jia, this is...divorce!"

Han Zong suddenly realized, "It's a good method, if it succeeds, the Turkic people will definitely have doubts..."

Everyone saluted and left, and went outside.

Hu Mi said: "The Tubo people covet the Western Regions, but they have a lot of worries, worrying that the Tang army will attack... The Turkic people are not strong enough, and they have no confidence in annexing the Western Regions by themselves. The failure of Duman last time is an example. So the two tigers and wolves began to flirt... ..."

"Once they join hands, it is no small matter." Han Zong said in a deep voice: "Turk is a local snake, and it is nearby. Tubo is powerful and can be called a dragon across the river. If the two join forces, Datang will also be in a state of distress, so we must destroy it."

"It depends on this time." Hu Mi said with a smile: "If Duke Jia's plan is successful, the Turkic side will feel jealous..."

"Not yet known."

When Han Zong turned around, he saw Jia Pingan standing in the night, covering his mouth with his hands and yawning, looking very contented.

He wasn't nervous at all.

Shule was under the attack of Tubo and Turks, and Han Zong was used to all kinds of anxiety...

The woman made the bed and turned around slowly.

She lowered her head, and under her slender neck, she could see fullness.

Trembling, she reached out and pulled the belt.

The robe slipped off silently, and a white body shone slightly in the lamplight.

She was short of breath, and her delicate voice was trembling, "Mr. Jia... Please rest."

With that, she climbed into bed.

Jia Pingan watched her climb up from inside the door, and then walked over.

The woman heard the footsteps, her body flushed and trembling...

"Slave... please take pity on Duke Jia."

She leaned back and closed her eyes.

"Come down!"

What?

The woman opened her eyes and looked at Jia Pingan in disbelief.

...

Shandewu didn't sleep, and was drinking with Mande.

The candlelight was flickering, and the faces of the two were blurred for a while, and clear for a while.

"This is local grape wine." Mande raised his glass and drank it, frowning: "It's a bit sour."

Shan Dewu also drank the wine in the glass, frowned and said: "It's fruit wine. In comparison, I prefer Datang's wine... Those damn smugglers brought back a lot, so I can drink a sip of Datang in the cold winter The wine is warm all over the body."

"The smugglers are still beneficial." Mande poured himself the wine slowly, his voice was a little fuzzy in the pattering voice, "Our people also mixed in, and we can get a lot of news every year."

"Yes!" Shan Dewu picked up a piece of jerky and chewed it slowly. His strong chewing muscles made it easy for him to eat jerky. "If there are no such benefits, I will kill them all."

"It's almost time." Mande looked at the night sky outside, "I have some palpitations."

Suddenly someone whispered outside the gate: "Open the door."

The oiled door was quietly opened yesterday, and a man flashed in, stepping lightly into the room.

Shan Dewu took a deep breath, and said with a ruddy face, "Is that man dead?"

Mande put down the jug, his mood was agitated, "This is a deadly situation, how can he escape?"

Get rid of Jia Ping'an, and the situation in the entire Western Regions will come to life. The morale of the Tang army will be severely damaged, while the morale of the Tibetans and Turks will be high.

One after another, the Western Regions will become the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms.

The visitor lowered his head, "Failed."

Shan Dewu's body trembled violently, and his whole face flushed red all of a sudden, whether it was because of drinking or anger. He lowered his voice and asked, "Why did it fail? Did they miss it?"

Mande closed his eyes and thought for a while, "That is our best archer. Even if they are confronted with swords and guns, their hands will be as stable as a rock, and it is impossible to miss!"

The visitor knelt down, clenched his fists and beat the ground, "Tang Jun was on guard. Jia Ping'an was surrounded by shields, but they still found a gap and shot Jia Ping'an's chest with an arrow..."

"Then why..."

Mande laughed and said, "Why do you say it failed?"

Shan Dewu exhaled a breath of gloom, "This is nervous, give him a glass of Tang's fine wine and take it easy."

The visitor looked up, his eyes full of grief and anger, "But Jia Ping'an is wearing armor under his clothes, and the arrow didn't work."

Boom!

The glass falls.

"He is so cautious?" Mande scolded in a low voice: "I have never seen such a person who is afraid of death." '

Shan Dewu was short of breath, "What happened to those two?"

"Jia Pingan has already set up traps around him. After someone screamed, they even dispatched cavalry to chase him down, and finally captured him alive...just now he was tortured."

The face of the visitor changed slightly, "I have explained everything."

Shan Dewu stood up, "Let's go now."

Mande stood up, "Do you want to inform the Turks?"

Shan Dewu nodded, "Send someone to Abmang's residence and tell him to change places quickly." He looked at Mande, "To show our sincerity, Mande, you go there and be careful along the way."

More than ten people went out quietly.

Mande led a person slowly walking against the wall...

Abumang's residence was in front of him. Just as Mande was about to walk through the intersection, he heard footsteps, and he hurriedly hid behind with his companions.

A team of Shule sergeants appeared at the intersection. Some people said they were too tired and took a rest on the spot.

They sat on the edge of the intersection, some drank water, and some made dry biscuits to eat.

Mande waved his hand, indicating to wait.

But this group of sergeants actually...they actually fell asleep against the wall.

Snoring loudly!

This sleep is less than an hour.

Jia Ping'an has already learned of their residence, and the army should be on their way at this moment.

don't go...

The companion was waving his hands, and there was anxiety in his eyes.

If you don't go, you don't have to go.

The sound of horseshoes came, very clear in the quiet night.

Walk!

Mande turned around and disappeared into the night.

Abmang also heard the sound of horseshoes, and without hesitation he ordered his companions to run to the side, but he himself slipped over the wall from the side.

A group of cavalry appeared outside the gate, and Hu Mi shouted: "Break the gate, the rebels... all killed."

Boom!

The gate was knocked open, and Tang Jun swarmed in.

Abmang ran wildly in the alley.

There were screams from behind, one after another.

"Abandon the knife and kneel down without killing!"

Tang Jun roared like thunder.

But these are dead men!

Hearing the screams behind him, Abmang's eyes were tearing apart, and he raised his head and roared silently.

He fled to an alternate residence, which he prepared himself and never told the Tibetans.

After entering, he leaned against the door, gasping in a low voice while listening to the movement outside.

A black figure rolled up, and as soon as it landed, a long knife rested on its neck.

Abmang took a closer look at his subordinates, retracted his knife and asked, "How many brothers have escaped?"

The subordinate shook his head, "I don't know."

Later, three people came one after another.

"The rest... were all killed."

The atmosphere is very dignified.

Abmang pretended to be pleased, "They did not live up to the Prime Minister's high expectations, and they did not bow their knees to the Tang people."

One of his subordinates wiped away tears, "My brother... I watched him beheaded by the Tang army but could do nothing. Abmang, why did the Tang people know our address?"

Abmang was also at a loss, "Could it be that Jia Ping'an was assassinated and killed, and Tang Jun went crazy?"

This explanation is perfect.

But still not enough.

Later, the last hand came down. This person was sent by Abmang to stare at the Tubo people and assassinate Jia Pingan, so he was safe and sound.

"Abu Mang!" The subordinate wept and said angrily, "The Tubo people failed, Jia Ping'an was safe and sound, and then they tortured the Tubo assassins, and the two confessed everything..."

Abmang's complexion turned black, "How do you know?"

"The two assassins yelled and explained everything, and I heard it outside. I wanted to warn the police, but Tang Jun suddenly blocked the area and didn't let it go until just now."

Abmang's face was solemn, "I'm afraid the Tubo people are doomed!"

...

morning.

Jia Pingan is practicing the knife.

Every move was tempered on the battlefield, and Jia Ping'an felt that the tricks were really important as he got to the end. The so-called tricks are actually experience, how do you deal with the opponent's slash or something...

Before you have no experience in fighting, these tricks are cheats. But after you have your own experience, the so-called tricks become shackles.

As for the sword technique with hundreds of strokes... Jia Ping asked Shao Peng and Tang Xu when he was a rookie before, and the answers he got were very confusing.

——On the battlefield, life and death are decided in a split second, at most two breaths, except for blocking, it is hacking and killing. How can there be hundreds of moves? I have practiced myself dumbfounded.

Jia Pingan argued with them for this, but was not convinced.

It wasn't until he entered the battle that he realized that this was a wise saying.

What is experience?

When you have encountered countless opponents, you will not think about any tricks at all, and you will just see the tricks. Whoever is faster, who has more strength, and who is more calm, is the winner.

The woman stood looking at him.

This man humiliated me last night!

The woman's face was still red when she thought about what happened last night, and her whole body was hot.

What kind of knife technique is this?

I also watched my husband practice swords back then, it was very beautiful.

This devil's sword technique looks terribly simple, just those few postures that come and go, can this kind of sword technique kill the enemy?

With this kind of saber technique, he will die in battle sooner or later.

Thinking of this, the woman couldn't help but rejoice.

A wave of heat came over, the woman looked up, and saw Jia Pingan walking in front of her, she let out a low cry, but didn't dare to move.

What is he going to do?

Early in the morning...

Jia Pingan took a towel from her shoulder and went in while wiping off her sweat.

"Prepare water, I want to take a bath."

The woman rolled her eyes, thinking that the husband just wiped off his sweat after practicing the knife, what kind of bath... one bath every ten days is enough, this devil is indeed a pampered guy.

She struggled to fetch water.

I splashed half of it along the way, and it took more than ten times to fill up the water in the vat. The lower body was already soaked by the well water, and the round thighs were very eye-catching.

Jia Ping glanced at it, "What are you waiting for if you don't change it?"

On the way from Chang'an to Shule, Xu Xiaoyu served him, but the so-called service was to fetch water after arriving at the campsite; after cooking, he brought his share and prepared for him to wash in the morning. water.

Although this woman is pampered, she is good at serving people. The key is that she has a good way of killing chickens, which makes Jia Ping'an very satisfied.

Do you think I don't want to change it?

The woman bowed her head in shame.

After Jia Ping took a bath, she had to serve him to dry his hair and change his clothes.

Seeing that she didn't change her clothes, Jia Pingan didn't care, and immediately took a shower in the yard.

It was cold in Shule in the early morning, and the cold water rushed down from head to toe, it was so sour.

After bathing, the woman tremblingly presented the clothes.

After changing his clothes, Jia Pingan sat down comfortably, while the woman stood behind him and wiped his hair nervously.

...

When Shandewu arrived at his new residence, the first thing he did after dawn was to order his men to go down to check the situation of the Turkic people.

"Hope they're safe."

Shandewu is proud of his wisdom and decisiveness, but he is worried, worried that all the Turks will be besieged and killed, how will they contact them in the future?

Here comes the news.

"The Tang army raided Abmang's residence last night and killed them. They dragged eight corpses out of the city earlier, all of them were Turks, but Abmang was not found."

Shan Dewu was overjoyed, "Abumang brought more than ten people into the city, that is to say, they escaped."

This good news put Shan Dewu in a good mood, and he sent people to look for Abmang.

There are secret spies on both sides, and there is no shortage of such means.

When Shan Dewu, who was dressed as a commoner, saw Abmang standing opposite him, he tilted his head.

The two entered an alley one after the other.

"Follow me."

After moving Shandewu's residence, Abmang looked at the Tibetans and felt a chill.

"Are you unscathed?"

There are not many Tubo people.

why?

Dangerous light flashed in Abu Mang's eyes, and while stepping back, he narrowed his eyes and said: "Shan Dewu, you betrayed us! You are borrowing a knife to kill someone... That's right, you were always dissatisfied with our conditions when discussing the joint venture yesterday ..."

Shan Dewu's face changed slightly, "Abumang, I swear I never betrayed you..."

"Then why are you unscathed?" Abmang shouted in a low voice; "Look, there are not many of you. Your people were tortured and confessed our residence. You fled with people, why didn't you let someone tell me?"

"I sent Mande to go, but found..."

"What did you find?"

Abmang sneered and said, "Did you find out that the Tang army surrounded us? You are the biggest threat to the Tang Dynasty, not the Turks. If they want to fight, they will do it together. Why did we suffer so many casualties? As for the notification... just sit and watch!"

He turned and went out, then disappeared.

Shan Dewu's face was livid.