Chang'an is good

At that time, the bright moonlight in front of the young Ashina Tilie was suddenly covered by a mass of black.

The sharp and loud eagle cry resounded all around, and the black mass quickly enlarged in front of his eyes and swooped towards him.

The eagle's claws were as sharp as iron hooks. They landed on his head and face, tearing off the flesh and hooking out the fascia.

He screamed miserably, his eyes were blood red, and before he fell to the ground, he saw the figure still standing still in the blur of blood red. This sudden change that was enough to scare anyone to death did not cause any ripples in her.

He had no time to be angry. He had already fallen to the ground but was still being attacked by the vicious black eagle. He shouted "Help", "Save me", but the figure still did not move. In a trance, he seemed to hear her say: "How pitiful."

The tone was very light, without sarcasm or fear, just a calm look down and indifference.

Afterwards, she seemed to turn and leave calmly.

He was rescued by guards who came rushing over after hearing the noise. He was seriously injured and frightened and fell into a coma for several days. After waking up, the first thing he said to his father was that the woman from Dasheng could train eagles, and she must have let the eagle attack him!
His father, who was sitting beside the bed, slapped him in the face with his backhand.

In this land, the eagle is a creature that is worshipped and revered by the people of this land and is regarded as a messenger of God.

Falcon taming is their tradition, and the tribesmen who can master the art of falcon taming are recognized by the gods. He has also been trying to tame an eagle of his own, but has never succeeded.

His father would not allow him to desecrate the gods in this way. How could such a sacred matter be controlled by a weak and mature woman?

What's more, the guards saw with their own eyes that the eagle that injured him was much larger than the falcons they usually saw. It was extremely rare, and its temperament was so fierce that it was impossible to tame.

More importantly...his confusing words seemed to reveal his desire for Chongyue.

Some things can be passed down after death, but must never be coveted during one's lifetime.

He had offended his father.

Moreover, his face was destroyed, and he could no longer hear the sound of the eagle's cry. He would also lose control when he saw anything related to eagles. This was simply a disgrace to the royal family. He was completely despised by his father and fell into the abyss.

He was unwilling to accept it. It was clearly just an ordinary act of fun after drinking. He didn't even have the chance to really do anything. How could he lose everything?
He hated it so much, he hated it day and night.

The following year, he finally waited for the news of the war, and the woman was taken to the front line... Perhaps he would have a chance to take action against her, and he would get it back a hundredfold.

But he did not wait for such an opportunity. Instead, he heard the news that their Khanate's commander had died before the battle - the murderer was none other than the Princess Dasheng!

He had already said that she was weird!
Rumor has it that she used her beauty to lure the coach to his death, but he doesn't believe it! This woman is obviously hiding some secret!
Maybe his father will believe him this time? He wants to go find his father!
But he didn't have time to see his father.

The death of the commander-in-chief was an extremely bad start. The speed of the war's collapse was beyond everyone's expectations. His father was soon forced to go to the army in person and submit a document of surrender to Dasheng.

But his father was dead, his father was actually dead. The commander of the Sheng army, Chang Kuo, cut off his father's head in public.

His brother became the new Khan.

In the days that followed, he seldom went out and had no wives or concubines. He hated people seeing the scars beneath the mask.

He began to try to get used to everything related to eagles again. He had people capture one eagle after another, locked them in iron cages, listened to their screams, tortured them to death little by little, and watched them eventually become a pool of smelly rotten meat.

Gradually, he lost his fear of the eagle and was left with only hatred. He thought he had finally gotten over that night.

Until this moment he suddenly heard the sound of the bone whistle. The melodious music was like the most vicious curse, hooking up his bloody memories like an eagle's claw, skin and flesh!
All his thoughts flashed through his mind in just a moment, and in that moment he suddenly understood - he had not wronged that woman, the bone whistle he heard that night was not accidental, she had been secretly using this bone whistle to train eagles!
But she was dead! Dead!
Why is the person in front of me playing the same whistle? !

Since it's the same whistle...

Ashina Tilie's thoughts were in a frenzy, and just as he was about to make a judgment, a loud and sharp eagle cry echoed across the snowfield.

Ashina Tilie even felt that he was having auditory and visual hallucinations. In the first few years, he always had such auditory hallucinations and always felt that his face was covered in blood... After many years, he seemed to have the disease again.

Everything overlapped with that night seventeen years ago: the calm woman's eyes, the sharp eagle cry, and the snow light at this moment was just like the moonlight that night, pale and cold.

He suddenly let out a crazy laugh, trying to wake himself up from the hallucination. He raised his knife to end the woman's life and this absurd feeling, but the next moment, a black shadow that seemed to have emerged from a nightmare rushed over, whistling, and attacked his head and face, with its sharp claws firmly embedded in his flesh.

Ashina Tilie finally let out a scream, he staggered back with a knife in his hand, waving his hands to drive away the enemy. He was angry, screaming, and running away, his blood and eagle feathers flying on the snowy field.

Li Suining took a breath for a while, and finally managed to support his upper body. He slowly sat up and looked at Ashina Tilie who had run away for a distance and was fighting with the eagle.

A long time ago, Li Shang was very interested in the falconry skills of the Beidi people. There was nothing wrong with her except that she couldn't stand seeing other people have good things. Whenever she saw them, she always wanted to use them for herself. Of course, she called this - a great country must master everything.

After arriving in Beidi, Li Shang followed the principle of "comprehensive integration" everywhere.

She was not treated preferentially, but before the war, she had never lost all her freedom of movement - the Northern Di people knew very well that the chains of the princess who was married to another country were not on her feet, but on her heart, and she was destined to never leave the desert and snowfields.

As the "Queen", Li Shang also followed to watch grazing and hunting. When the Northern Di people showed their strength and bravery to her, an incompetent princess, no one knew that she had recorded every road she had walked and every person she had met for Dasheng.

They believed that Princess Dasheng liked to write poems and essays to relieve her sorrow, but they did not know that her writings were full of hidden codes, and she had planted spies like nails in the land of Beidi.

For example, Ashina Tilie thought that the woman was just playing the music of her hometown to express her sorrow, but he didn't know that she was trying to learn how to train eagles in her own way.

The eagle was originally a wounded eaglet, and was rescued by Li Shang by chance. She named it Yufeng.

"Yufeng" is a female eagle with a ferocious temperament and is difficult to tame. That night, it suddenly attacked Ashina Tilie. It was not instructed by Li Shang, but a spontaneous action out of its eagerness to protect its master. That night, Li Shang quietly watched Ashina Tilie fall to the ground and struggle, and felt a little emotional. She finally had her own eagle.

After so many years, Li Suining was no longer sure whether "Yufeng" was still alive or whether he still remembered her. She had polished the bone whistle on the road. When she passed by a mountain, Li Suining tried to blow the whistle, but she heard no response.

Until three days before the face-to-face battle with Ashina Tilie in the mountains, Li Suining led his troops past this place. When the sound of the bone whistle stopped, the sound of an eagle's cry suddenly echoed.

She hurriedly blew the bone whistle again, and with the melodious whistle, after more than ten years, the eagle circled for a while and landed on her shoulder again.

Yufeng built a nest here, with two eaglets in the nest, so it was temporarily unable to follow Li Suining on a long journey. It reluctantly sent Li Suining dozens of miles away, and only left after Li Suining's signal.

Three days later, Li Suining met Ashina Tilie in the mountains.

During the fight, she deliberately tried to move the mask on his face and saw his weakness from his reaction.

If the enemy is strong on the outside, then attack his heart. This is the strategy of the military. Kill him first, then attack the king's court with the reinforcements coming from the rear, and use the life of the main fighter to stop the war and make amends to her people of Dasheng.

During this period, Li Suining swallowed a pill to stop bleeding, pulled out the dagger from his left leg, and tore open his clothes to bandage the wound tightly.

After doing all this, her face was covered with cold sweat, and there was no trace of blood left except for the blood stains.

Then, she took back the Sun Sword, dragged her injured leg, and walked towards Ashina Tilie step by step.

Ashina Tilie fell in the snow, roared like a wild beast, grabbed the black eagle fiercely and threw it out.

Yufeng was thrown into the snow and let out a sharp whine.

Ashina Tilie stood up again, leaning on his knife. The mask on his face had fallen off, and his scarred face was now covered in blood. He trembled as he covered his right eye socket, which had been gouged out by the eagle's claws. Then he rushed towards Li Suining frantically, roaring like a demon, "Who are you! Who are you?"

Yufeng swirled and attacked again, but was once again thrown away by Ashina Tilie.

He seemed to have broken free from the fear, but his steps were already staggering, his whole body was engulfed by the blood, pain, and rage, and he no longer swung his sword with the same order as before.

He is broken, and so is Li Suining.

Li Suining took advantage of his reason and severely injured Ashina Tilie's left arm with his sword. However, Ashina Tilie seemed to be unaware of the pain in his madness. Although he had no method, he instinctively burst out with even more terrifying strength.

Because his left leg was seriously injured and his lower body was unstable, Li Suining fell backwards in the snow again as the two sides clashed with swords.

As the swords clashed, Ashina Tilie knelt down and suppressed Li Suining. His bloody eyes dripped with sticky blood plasma, which dripped onto Li Suining's face.

"Who are you!" he asked in a trembling voice, the knife pressing down continuously.

The Sun, which had already been cracked in the previous fight, made a slight sound, and in a moment, the sound turned into the sound of breaking.

In the moment before she lost her ability to defend herself, Li Suining raised her right leg with all her might, bent her knee and struck Ashina Tilie's ribs. She took advantage of his weakening strength to dodge to the side. When Ashina Tilie's knife tip fell to the ground, she had already raised her upper body from the side, holding half of the broken sword in each hand, and used all her strength to stab Ashina Tilie's ribs diagonally!

However, Ashina Tilie was wearing armor, and the broken sword pierced through the armor, but only barely penetrated his flesh.

Ashina Tilie let out a deep roar that was not like that of a human, and when he raised his sword again, Li Suining had already pulled out the short sword from his boot and swept it across to meet him.

The next moment, the roar turned into a sharp scream.

Blood splattered like lines. The knife cut off Ashina Tilie's right hand, and the break at the wrist was almost smooth.

When the odds between us and the enemy are very different, the sharpest weapon should be used when we are most certain to injure the enemy severely.

Ashina Tilie's heavy sword and severed hand fell into the snow together.

Just as Li Suining swung his knife again, he was like an immortal madman - or he seemed to have transformed into a carrier of catastrophe, carrying the most turbulent violence, resentment and killing in the world, and suddenly pounced on him again, and with the final madness of dying together, he frantically grabbed Li Suining's hand holding the knife.

When the dagger fell from Li Suining's hand, he pushed her to the ground, grabbed her neck with his big hands, and rushed forward several steps in the snow.

As the big hand tightened, blood flowed out of Li Suining's mouth.

In the dizziness, she seemed to smell the breath of death coming.

There were thunder and lightning in my head, and many mixed sounds poured in, the shouts of the soldiers, the peace music played in the Confucius Temple, the long sound of bells and chimes in Luoyang City, the roar of the bellows pulling the furnace in the Jiangdu workshop, the tearful greetings of the people when entering the city, Adian's smile, Lao Chang gulping down the mutton soup, Cui Lingan's words about what he wanted...

This was never just her disaster.

Behind her are the people of Dasheng, her family, soldiers, friends, and companions.

Even though his weapon was broken, he still had his flesh and blood body, and even though he fell to the ground, he still had instincts, but even his instincts were on the verge of dissipating, and it seemed that he could only pray for God's help.

Li Suining has always believed in one truth:
The one god in this world who never hesitates to lend a helping hand is yourself.

If there is a real God, he must exist only within one's own body!
He used his will as incense to strengthen his divine power, and saved himself from danger again and again without fail, and never gave up.

In this life and death situation, He absorbed the power of all wills, as if summoning the old will that Li Shang had left behind in this snowy field.

So at this moment of death, Li Suining finally achieved "completeness" in the true sense.

Great death and great life, all here.

Ashina Tilie looked through the blood-shrouded vision and suddenly saw a calm and pressing murderous intent in the eyes of the woman in black, which should have been distracted, even louder than the howling wind and snow.

She raised her right hand from the snow, which had been hanging by her head.

Li Suining has been using a bronze hairpin to tie her hair for a long time. People who walk in dangerous situations must be aware that anything they carry with them can be used as a weapon, so the bronze hairpin was polished to an extremely sharp edge.

By the time Ashina Tilie saw the murderous intent in those eyes, the bronze sparrow hairpin had already pierced his neck.

The knuckles of Li Suining's fingers turned white as he gripped the copper hairpin. He concentrated all his strength on it, trying to push it deeper into the cavity, stirring the blood, flesh and tendons in it.

Ashina Tilie's grip on her neck was finally forced to loosen.

When he fell to the ground, Li Suining stood up with one hand, pulled out the broken sword from his ribs, and thrust it into the other side of his neck.

Ashina Tilie's eyes widened in disbelief, his throat pumping and blood gushing out of his mouth. With an unclear sound, he finally fell backwards.

When he fell backwards, Li Suining, who was supporting his body with one hand, suddenly lost his strength and let himself fall into the snow.

Snowflakes fell into her eyes. She struggled to move the bloody corners of her mouth, and gave a weak but provocative smile to the sky.

She won... I guess she won. (End of this chapter)