The Longest Day in Chang’an

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Regardless of whether he was shot or not, Zhang Xiaojing leaned into the hole, and the footsteps in the darkness ahead hurried away. It can be seen that even if the two arrows hit the opponent, they are not fatal. Zhang Xiaojing was carrying a crossbow machine, winding while walking, chasing after him. But after only chasing a dozen steps, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his foot, hurriedly raised his leg, and then leaned over to find out that the ground was actually covered with a string of iron tribulus. If he chases a little bit anxiously, he will be pierced in the instep. After such a delay, the intruder escaped a few points.

But in just a few breaths, the two have fought back and forth for several rounds. Zhang Xiaojing swept away the tribulus terrestris, raised his crossbow and shot blindly, and shouted, "Volvo is not killing!" But he could only respond to him with more rapid footsteps.

This secret road is not wide, but there are many turns. Fortunately, there is no road to the end. The intruder ran ahead, and Zhang Xiaojing chased behind. The former did not know how much iron tribulus was on him, and it was scattered irregularly along the way, which seriously hindered Zhang Xiaojing's speed. But Zhang Xiaojing's two arrows just now caused a lot of damage to the intruder, which can be judged from the faltering footsteps.

The two of you chased me, unconsciously chased hundreds of steps away. Suddenly Zhang Xiaojing's eyes narrowed, and he saw a beam of sunlight projecting in front of him. It seemed that the exit was almost coming, and it was a vertical upward shaft. A figure climbed up the wooden ladder. When Zhang Xiaojing rushed past, the man had climbed to the top, pushed the wooden ladder a few times, and found that it could not be toppled down in the shaft, and had no time to demolish. Go on.

Zhang Xiaojing shrugged around and lifted his crossbow to shoot, but unfortunately the crossbow arrow wiped the man's scalp and flew to the sky. He also threw away the crossbow machine, climbed up the ladder with his hands and feet. When he poked his head out of the exit, his head almost ran into a wheel.

It turned out that the exit was disguised as an abandoned well, and the turntable bed stop was readily available. Zhang Xiaojing climbed out of the wellhead, pulled out the barrier knife as soon as possible, and raised it to his ear to prevent possible sneak attack. Barrier knives are shorter and lighter than horizontal knives, suitable for close combat, and can be deployed in such a narrow area of ​​the wellhead.

But nothing happened. The intruder seemed to have lost faith in Shifu and escaped directly.

Considering the distance and direction of Midao, Zhang Xiaojing probably judged that it should be in Huaiyuanfang on the south side of the west city. This shop owner is not small, actually dug a tunnel across the tunnel.

There are many Hu people gathered in Huaiyuan Square. If you let the intruder mix in, the trouble will be even greater.

Zhang Xiaojing saw a series of footprints on the grass extending towards the distance and immediately chased it. This well is located in the backyard of a small temple. This is a folk ancestral temple. The temple houses the Huayuefu monarch, and there is not even a temple wall. The door is the street inside the square. At mid-Yuan, many nearby residents will come to burn a joss stick, and the incense is still quite strong.

Zhang Xiaojing went around the temple and saw a group of people pointing in surprise. Two small stalls selling caged cakes and yolks fell to the ground in a mess. Looking further forward, a young man wearing a folded towel was lying on the ground, holding a horsewhip, screaming in one direction, and apparently the mount was robbed in plain white.

Zhang Xiaojing looked awkward, and if he let the Turkic Wolf Guard grab the mount, he would give up his prowess. He drove away the crowd and rushed to the side of the street, flying to intercept a single-coach wagon passing by. The driver was suddenly attacked, subconsciously whip to pull, but Zhang Xiaojing kicked off the car instead. A woman in the carriage looked out panicly, and Zhang Xiaojing shouted, "Jinganji is doing things! Solicitation of Erma!" She was scared to cover her chest and shrank back.

Zhang Xiaojing lifted his sword and cut off several reins between the horse and the car. He jumped on the smooth horseback and clamped his legs, galloping in the direction of the Turkic escape.

In Huaiyuan Square, the residents are dense, the roads are crowded, and no matter how fast the horse can't run. Zhang Xiaojing soon saw the figure of the horse running ahead. The guy was riding and knocked down all kinds of street vendors all the way, causing a series of exclamations and scolding, but always maintained his speed.

It ’s a pity that this mount that Zhang Xiaojing grabbed is not for riding, and there is no saddle seat, no matter how to whip, it can keep up to three or four positions with the Turkic people, and can see the cloth wrapped around his head, but there is no way to change it. Near.

These two horses are chasing me, running on the streets of the square, and stopping from time to time, making a huge smoke. Pedestrians on the road dodged, causing more riots. This confusion finally disturbed the Liwei in the square. The two guards' hands held the wooden fork used to stop the frightened horse, and came from the side of the street towards the horse's head. The Turkic Wolf Guard swerved his right leg and slammed the rein. The mount made a hissing noise and raised his front hoof, just avoiding the pinch of the wooden fork. Then he quickly adjusted his posture and continued galloping.

But this obstruction has already secured enough time for Zhang Xiaojing. He suddenly rushed a few steps, took the smoke pill from his waist, and threw it forward. This pill contains white phosphorus, sulfur, reed tassels, rosin, camphor, etc. It will burn when it is blown by the wind, but it will smoke when it is burned.

His shot just happened to put the pill in front of him in the pocket beside the saddle. The young man who was robbed of the horse may be a literati who was about to go to talk about the rich and powerful, with a bunch of poems in his pocket. When the smoke pill burned, the paper bundles were immediately lit. Rolling yellow smoke came out of the bag, as if standing on the horse's back.

This time, the Turkic Wolf Guard faced a dilemma. If you ignore this, the cigarette column will make you nowhere to escape; but this bag is tied to the saddle with a leather rope. To unlock it, you must free up a hand, and the speed will be greatly affected. The **** chasing behind will not miss any chance.

He turned back subconsciously, seeing the sneer in the one-eye of the chasing soldiers, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. He was familiar with the look, that was the most dangerous lone wolf on the grassland.

Wolf Guard gritted his teeth, and ran forward a few steps, suddenly pulled out his dagger, and slammed into the skull along the horse ear. The horse wailed and fell to the ground, and the Wolf Guard jumped into an alley by the street. The huge body of the horse just blocked the alley and formed an excellent roadblock. Zhang Xiaojing who arrived later had to tighten the reins and stopped.

He was not anxious. After seeing Huang Yan at the watchtower of Huaiyuanfang, he would drum and warn him as soon as possible, and Liwei would immediately close the doors on both sides. Next, catch the turtle in the urn. He didn't believe that the Turkic Wolf Guard could find a second secret passage across the square.

The two horseback guards ran over breathlessly, Zhang Xiaojing showed them their identity, and then asked if this direction could lead outside. A Li Wei told him it was a dead end. Zhang Xiaojing asked whether there was any building on the other side of the alley. Li Wei hesitated and said yes.

"What is it?"

"Zuojiao Temple." Li Wei scratched his head a bit annoyed.

When the alley came to an end, the view suddenly widened, forming a square about two hundred steps wide. In the middle of the square stands a two-story shrine. The white walls and red tiles of this shrine have arches on all sides, and the shape is very different from that of China. The door is engraved with three camel statues standing on the lotus seat, carrying a disc on the back, with a fire on the disc, and a bird-shaped human priest on both sides.

The tiles used in the eaves of Zoro Temple are all the colors of Zhu Chi, like a flame. One by one, the temple roof looks like a burning bonfire.

When Zhang Xiaojing and Li Wei rushed into the square, the believers on the square were already noisy. Zoroastrianism is not in Li'an Temple in Chang'an, and does not promote religion. This temple is only for worshippers in the Hu people in Chang'an.

At this moment they all looked horrified and looked towards Zuo Temple. Zhang Xiaojing squinted, and saw the Turkic Wolf Guard standing at the door, holding an old man with his arms. The old man wore a gold-rimmed white robe, and two red belts crossed his chest.

Li Wei's face changed greatly, saying that it was the official of the Zuozheng Palace in the Zuo Temple, with a status similar to that of a Chinese abbot. If something happened to him, the believers in Huaiyuanfang were only afraid of boiling. Zhang Xiaojing nodded slightly and looked carefully over there. It was only then that he could see the face of the Turkic Wolf Guard. It wasn't Cao Poyan, his face was broad and flat, his eyes were slender, and he had a big rosacea.

Among Turks, Zoroastrianism is also widespread. But looking at this wolf guard's fierce and fierce appearance, I am afraid that his loyalty to Khan is still above the gods.

Zhang Xiaojing stepped forward and walked to the front of the ancestral hall, actually speaking a fluent Turkic language: "You are now surrounded, if you let go of the hostages, you will catch your hand, I can guarantee that you get the courtesy of the Warriors."

The Turkic Wolf Guard ’s dagger was against Zuo Zheng ’s throat, and his voice was a little mute: “Only Khan is qualified to praise the name of the brave.” Zhang Xiaojing said with a cry, the Wolf Guards who could be sent to Chang’an were all diehards and persuaded them to surrender It's still hard for a woman to sleep without sleeping. Just a few words, I don't want to be impressed.

But to deal with the hostage taking, his former bad handsome, but some means.

Zhang Xiaojing sneered and stepped forward: "You will die, but your name will not. Next, we will announce that you have confessed all the secrets of Dahan and Wang Ting, and personally lead the Datang army. Soon The entire grassland will know that this person betrayed the entire tribe, and this person defiled the dignity of Wolf Guard. "

"Impossible, you won't know my name!" Turkic Wolf Guard groaned heavily.

"You can bet on it."

Zhang Xiaojing pointed the blade of his knife under his crotch, stroked the void, smiled and said nothing, and a gleaming light flashed in one eye. Wolf Guard suddenly felt his throat dry, and his wrist shook involuntarily.

The Turkic Wolf Guard has an extremely secret ceremony. Every soldier who becomes a Wolf Guard will be served by a beautiful female slave, let his **** fully erect, and then put a special name on it. When the **** hangs down, you see a wolf name; when you get an erection, your real name appears. The Turks believed that the **** symbolized a powerful life, which would give the warrior an extra wolf life.

The Wolf Guard didn't know how Zhang Xiaojing learned about the ceremony, but he realized that if his body fell into the hands of this one-eyed man, there would be no good ending.

"Release the hostages, and I will let you fight heroically to death, otherwise your name will be passed on in shame forever."

Zhang Xiaojing walked five steps away from the two and stopped. He was waiting, waiting for fear to ferment in the other party's heart. The Zoroastrian Zuo closed his eyes and muttered to himself, not knowing whether to beg for mercy or pray.

The believers around watched the confrontation nervously, and some people even knelt down on the ground, gathered a small fire, and put spices and grease. Zoroastrianism respects fire and worships the **** of fire. This move caused many people to follow suit. For a time, there were more than a dozen small fires around Zuo Temple, and there were many prayers.

Just then, the square issued a loud scream:

"Return my life!"

A shadow jumped out of the crowd and rushed towards the Turkic Wolf Guard. The Turkic Wolf Guard was already extremely nervous, and was suddenly attacked, unconsciously using his wrist. There was a blood gleaming on the neck of Zuo, and howl in his mouth, he fell to the ground. Then the shadow bumped into one end and slammed the Turkic Wolf Guard under the steps.

This suddenly set off an uproar. The Zoroastrians first screamed in horror, then embraced all of them, and immediately surrounded the Turkic Wolf Guards that fell under the stage, and the swearing and **** sounds followed. Zhang Xiaojing hurriedly rushed over, but the angry believers could not control it at all, the crowd was crowded, you crowded me, and it was extremely chaotic for a while. Zhang Xiaojing and the two Liwei tried to separate the crowd and squeezed in, yelling to make way, but they were repeatedly knocked away.

Dozens of athletes in soapcoats rushed out of the alley at this time. It is not the defender of this square, but the unhealthy people under the direct control of Chang'an County, led by Yao Runeng. They saw yellow smoke lingering here and rushed to support them immediately. These bad guys held iron rulers in their hands. After they came in, they quickly divided the believers and forcibly dispelled them.

But this is only temporary. Most people refuse to leave. They gather around and make a loud noise, waiting for the government to give a reasonable explanation. A Zuo is being killed under the eyes of everyone, this is a terrible change.

Zhang Xiaojing couldn't control so much. He quickly stepped forward and saw that the Turkic Wolf Guard was lying on the ground, his facial features were bleeding, his limbs were twisted, and he was actually beaten to death. He leaned over and touched the body of Wolf Guard, and his face changed color with "sang".

Fang Tu, disappeared.

Rao is Zhang Xiaojing's psychological quality is excellent, can not help but sweat. Just now there was a riot in the believers, and there were too many people standing next to the Wolf Guard. Maybe some Xiaoxiao got up and stole his fortune bag-this is the best result of luck, if it is taken by the Turks ’dark piles. Square drawing ... He looked around in a hurry, but he only saw countless faces full of hostility, unable to distinguish.

Zhang Xiaojing turned back annoyed, and the figure in the mess was lying in front of Zuozheng, with a confused expression on his face. Zhang Xiaojing recognized his face as the young man who had just snatched the horse from Wolf Guard.

"What's your name?" Zhang Xiaojing suppressed his anger.

"Xianzhou Cen Shen." The young man stared back at him without showing any weakness.

"Why are you killing him?"

Cen Shen was amused: "He robbed my horse on the street, why can't I catch up and ask for it?" Suddenly his mood was low, with a crying cry: "Go grab it, why kill it? Green brows are more So understanding, following me for so many years, I just died at the entrance of the alley ... "The tone suddenly changed again," The horse is still dead, and my poems are all burned out. How can I compensate? "

Zhang Xiaojing didn't have time to listen to him, and said to Yao Rueng with a sullen face: "Take this guy and the body of Wolf Guard away-yeah, what's going on over there from the storehouse? Why is it burning yellow smoke?"

"Ah, don't mention it. Suddenly there was a startling animal over the storehouse in the distance, and several raw horses ran out, but they were unrecognized. They were catching up with us. As soon as they showed their identity, the people in the storehouse thought it was west. The City Department of Anti-smuggling broke out without saying a word ... "Yao Runeng explained with a helpless look, while touching the forehead, where there was a fresh narrow wound.

Zhang Xiaojing tilted his head and did not express his opinion. Suddenly he heard a few loud drums from Wanglou in the distance. This is a reminder that there will be an order from Jing Ansi. The two looked at Wanglou at the same time, and Wuhou upstairs began to wave his flag. Yao Runeng quickly started translating. As his translation progressed, his complexion became very strange.

Zhang Xiaojing asked: "Who issued the order? Li Sicheng?"

"No, Li Sicheng is only a deputy. This order was issued by He Jian himself."

"He Jian?"

"Hey, don't you know? It's He Zhizhang, the real chief of Jing'an Division."

Hearing the name, Zhang Xiaojing moved slightly: "What is the order?"

Yao Ru was able to finish the command, and the whole person was completely dumbfounded. Fortunately, Wanglou's orders are repeated three times. He has been busy translating again and found that they are correct. He looked at Zhang Xiaojing, a little helpless:

"Jingan Duwei Zhang Xiaojing, immediately seized his job and quickly returned to the stage ..."