The Favoured Medical Princess

The figure is bold and powerful, and the sound of the floor is thrown. There is silence and silence in the surroundings, like death.

Speaking of which, he smiled smugly.

The young captain stepped back a few steps on the wall and turned to command: "Hurry and inform the prince!"

This man threatened with "the soldiers were under the city", how could a little captain of his own be the master!

"Yes, Cheng Xiaowei." A soldier hurriedly led away.

Cheng Xiaowei's lips twitched into a straight line, with a sigh of relief in his heart, listening to the soldier's footsteps gradually walking away...

Next, there was a long silence. The wall was waiting for Xiao Yi's order, and the guess under the wall was that the other party was going to pass on, without urging, waiting patiently outside the city...

At this time, the time seemed to slow down, every moment was so tormented, Cheng Xiaowei became more and more irritable, and looked at the inside and outside of the city from time to time... until a faint sound of horseshoes came from behind, more and more clearly.

Stepping on...

Looking at it soundly, a few horses came to the end of the street, headed by a beautiful young man in a purple brocade, standing tall and magnificent. At first glance, the young man was angry with his clothes and his spirits were Xiao Yi.

And a white horse beside him was walking side by side with him. Immediately, a young man with a gentle and elegant blue robe. Sense of harmony.

What are you thinking about?Cheng Xiaowei blinked, wondering if he had been temporarily impaired.

Soon, Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai walked up and down the city walls one after the other.

"Shiziye, Guanhouye!" Cheng Xiaowei hurried forward to salute the two.

Xiao Yi waved his hand casually, stepped forward, and looked down at the figure-gu bone outside the city wall.

Zhen Shi Wang Shi Zi finally appeared!

Tu Wugu was very happy. He clenched his fist and repeated the previous words: "Xiao Shizi, I came to preach at the command of my handsome. If Shizi agrees to return my Nanliang Nine King, everything can be discussed in the war between the two countries, otherwise Coming day..."

Listen, the official Mandarin raised his eyebrows slightly, a sharp flash in his eyes.The other party was afraid of miscalculating Ayi's temper.

Sure enough, the next moment, listening to Xiao Yi's cold voice interrupted Tu Wugu:

"Within ten breaths, retreat or die!"

The six words were loud and loud, and Xiao Yi's attitude was firm and decisive.

Since the opponent is not here to surrender, then there is nothing to talk about!

In the official language, the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, and Yi has always adhered to his principles and grasped his great meaning.

Cheng Xiaowei was also looking at Xiao Yi in the rear. On the one hand, he felt happy, but on the other hand, he felt a little nervous. He looked subconsciously at Guanyu Bai, but saw the other party's expression indifferent, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. , But when you look at it again, it seems to be your own illusion.

Cheng Xiaowei still secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This Anhou Hou came to supervise the army at the command of the Emperor, and he was also a second-ranking military prince.Originally, the South Xinjiang Army was decided by Shiziye, but if An Yihou questioned Shiziye's decision and wrote to the court, it would be a big trouble for Shiziye and Nanjiang.

Since An Yihou came, Li Shoubei and Jing Qian secretly ordered the soldiers below so that they must be cautious and observant in their discipline, and must never be embarrassed.

Fortunately, this easy Hou seems like a reasonable person...

"ten!"

Xiao Yi's count came from his ear, waking Cheng Xiaowei suddenly.

"nine!"

Xiao Yi counted down unscathed, staring at Tu Wugu coldly, and began to count down, releasing a cold murderous air.

Obviously the distance between the two parties was dozens of feet, and even the other person's appearance was not clearly understood, but Tu Wugu felt a chill in his heart, as if he was stared at by a fierce beast, which made him shudder.

Although he never confronted Xiao Yi on the battlefield, he suddenly understood why the town of King Yu in the town of Yuyu had the title of "killing god" in their Nanliang Army.

Tu Wu's hand grasping the reins was clenched unconsciously, and he never expected Xiao Yi to be a soft and hard man!

However, Icaro will never accept two defeats, and he can no longer return without success!

Tu Wu swallowed and swallowed, and said righteously: "Xiao Shizi, you are a prince of the south, you don't think about the people of Yanding City, you have to meet each other... "

Xiao Yi continued to count down on his own: "Eight!..." As he spoke, his right hand stretched out, and the bamboo immediately delivered a black heavy bow into his hand.

Cheng Xiaowei couldn't resist the excitement on his face, and said: "Seven!"

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of soldiers on the city wall counted down in unison: "Six! Five!..."

Louder than loud, the bowstrings in the hands of those archers had begun to tighten, and hundreds of arrows were all aimed at Tu Wugu and others.

"Xiao Shizi, you will regret it!" Tu Wugu remembered the last arrow shot at his horse. After all, he was still afraid. He pulled the horse rope and quickly turned the horse's head.

The countdown above the city wall continues: "Two!"

At the same time, Xiao Yi has easily filled the bow with ease, and the shining arrows are aimed at the figure-bone that is going away...

When the last digit "one" fell, with a trembling bow string, a burst of sharp air burst suddenly sounded:

"Wow--"

The sharp arrow slashed through the air like lightning, and quickly shot at the figure, even the air seemed shocked, and a subtle change occurred.

The figure in front of him felt something faintly, trying to look back, but unfortunately it was too late, the arrow flew like a meteor, and passed through the heart from behind him in a blink of an eye, click...

He seemed to hear the sound of his broken bones and internal organs echoing in his ears, his eyes squinted to the extreme, watching the arrow red with blood appearing on his left chest in disbelief...

Tick, tick...

Blood red blood dripped from the arrow, but his heart had stopped beating forever...

Tu Wu fell stiffly from the horse immediately and rolled down on the official road of the yellow mud. A pair of bleak eyes stared out, as if he didn't understand how he would lose his life.

At this instant, time almost stopped.

"Adult!" The envoys beside Tu Wu's bones exclaimed, and the six gods had no master at once.

"Retreat!"

"Go back and report the boss!"

"drive!"

They caught the horse's belly and tried to drive away.

But it is too late!

"Shoot..."

After Xiao Yi's arrow, all the archers pulled their bows together and let out the arrows. The dense arrows were shot at almost the same time. The rain of arrows from the sky fell from the sky and instantly covered the several Nanliang envoys...

They didn't even have time to scream, they were shot into "hedgehogs" by the countless arrows, and they fell off one by one, and the blood stained the yellow mud below.

This scene seemed so tragic, but the soldiers on the walls only felt very happy.

These damn Nanliang people killed as many innocent people as they could in southern Xinjiang, and how many robes did they fight to recapture their homeland and defend their people!

In addition, Yanding City and Yongjia City are now all man-made sins of Nanliang. So, they dare to show up outside the Yanding City with threats and threats. It is really deceiving!

Xiao Yiyuan looked at the corpses that had fallen across the gates, and an unusually bright light flashed in his eyes. He slowly said: "Except for surrender and return to the city, South Xinjiang will not accept any negotiations."

Xiao Yi's voice was not loud, but in the ears of these soldiers, he looked at him like thunder.

The black eyes of these soldiers are all shining brightly. Their dedicated and enthusiastic eyes are almost looking at their beliefs. They are all confident. Under the leadership of Xiao Yi, they will be invincible!

Guan Bai is looking at Xiao Yi and other soldiers on the city wall, his eyes are deep, and the smile on his lips is getting deeper and deeper... After a while, he looks up at the eastern sun and squints slightly.

When the times make heroes, the sun will eventually rise in the air, and no one can stop it from blooming its own dazzling light...

Ayi, where can he go?!

Not only the soldiers on the city wall saw the scene just now, but also the nine kings Langma, the Nanliang captives, and others.

Langma stayed in place like a lightning strike, his mind blank, almost unable to think.

What happened just now was completely beyond his expectation, "The two countries have exchanged troops and will not cut them down." This is the rule for thousands of years. How could he dare to shoot other countries to kill them?Isn't he afraid that his reputation will be ruined?!

Behind Langma, the Nanliang captives were all pale and trembling slightly.

Although they were temporarily captured by the Nanjiang Army, everyone has a glimmer of hope in their hearts, hoping that one day Nanjiang will exchange captives with Nanliang, and they can return to their homes again...

But at the moment when the arrow rain poured down the city wall, the hope in their heart suddenly shattered!

In contrast, the attitudes of the civilians and soldiers of the southern Xinjiang around them are very different from those of the Nanliangs. They are all one with You Rongyan. A middle-aged man wiped tears from the corners of his eyes and choked: " It's good to kill! Shiziye is revenge for my family!" In Yanding City, I don't know how many people lost all their loved ones like themselves.

"Happy!" One of his friends patted his shoulder comfortably. "It's so happy!"

Others also talked eloquently:

"It's time to kill these Nanliang talents!"

"Yes, kill them for a hundred years and dare not commit crimes!"

"..."

The civilians became more and more indignant, and the eyes that looked at the nine kings and the captives of Nanliang burst out with a lot of hatred. If there were guards around, they would wish to give the nine kings to the corpses. Too.

The negative feelings of hatred surrounding it flowed in layers like waves, Langma felt like an island in the sea, and would be swallowed by the terrible tsunami at any time...

Langma panicked. Next, he wanted to guard against these civilians, but also to guard against Xiao Yi-originally he thought that the South Xinjiang Army had fallen into his Nanliang trap, he just had to wait patiently for the South Xinjiang Army to be After being defeated, it can naturally return to the old soil, but now seeing Xiao Yi's decisive and decisive appearance, Langma realized only one thing, this Xiao Yi was so tyrannical and crude, I am afraid that when the day when Yanding City is broken, Xiao Yiding will Take yourself to the city!

Longmar felt the possibility was extremely high.

No, he must never stay here and wait to die!

He must find a way to escape!

Langma said to himself in his heart.

However, how can he escape from the guards like a copper wall and iron wall alone?

I am afraid that the only person who can help myself here is--

Qiao Shenyu!

Langma thoughtfully looked at Qiao Shenyu, who was not far away, and saw that Qiao Shenyu, who was originally looking at the direction of the city wall, just turned back his eyes. Compared with the civilians who were filled with indignation, his face seemed to have a little bit Disapproval.

Langma's eyes flickered, clenched his fists, and then strode to Qiao Shenyu.

"Brother Qiao, you don't look good," Langma asked in a low voice, his tone caring and attentive. "But did you rest well last night?"

"Don't mention it, I was woken up by the snoring of others, and I didn't sleep for the whole night..."

Qiao Shenyu is full of bitter water every day, Langma picks a random word, he complains endlessly, the two hide in the corner and talk.

Not far from the city wall, Xiao Yi was looking at the direction of Langma and others, his lips tinged with a smile.From the perspective of where he is, he can't actually see Langma, but he can somewhat guess his thoughts at the moment.

The original calm quickly returned to the walls, and the archers retreated well.

When there were no outsiders around, Xiao Yi asked with a smile: "Xiao Bai, are you still out of the city today? Anyway, I am also idle, why not go with us?"

The official language smiled in response.Drawing a new map is a very tedious and meticulous job, and Mandarin Bai likes to experience first-hand, so he has been busy for a few days before it can be completed by less than a third.

The two descended the city wall along the stone steps, and the bamboo hurriedly ordered the gate to guard the gate.

"Squeak--"

The heavy city gate was slowly opened by the combined efforts of several guards. At this time, a sound of horseshoes came from behind, and Xiao Yi didn't care, but the bamboo he turned around saw but saw Xiao Yi. , The person who has opened his throat shouted:

"Brother!"

This clear and brisk voice was too familiar, and it was Fu Yunhe when he heard it.

Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai turned around and looked, two horses, one black and one white, carrying a man and a woman, galloping in the direction of the gate, and the horseshoes flying.

Bai Ma's youthful spirit is Fu Yunhe, and Hei Ma is a girl in Tsing Yi, with thick black hair and braided braids rising slightly behind her with the horse's bumps, full of vitality.

"Xiaohezi, you and Ms. Han are going out of town too?" Xiao Yi's eyes paused on the basket on the horse's side, speculating.

Fu Yunhe responded with a smile: "Cousin Xia was going to go to Yulan Mountain with her grandfather to gather medicine. I think it was too dangerous for them to go. It happened that I was okay in the city these few days. The grandfather of the Lin family asked me to accompany Cousin Xia..."

"It's a coincidence," Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows. "Xiaobai and I are about to go to Yulan Mountain. Let's go together."

Fu Yunhe and Han Qixia naturally have no objections.

At this time, the city gate had opened halfway, Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai also turned their horses, and a group of six people fished out of the city.

Someone outside the city gate was cleaning the body and blood stains of the Nanliang people.

Follow Guandao all the way south.

The sun in the autumn morning is still mild, and the sun is gently shining on the distant forests, official roads, treetops, fields, and everyone...

The scenery in the southern suburbs is beautiful, and there are clumps of wild camellias on the roadside, which are colorful and colorful, and grow wildly. Compared with those carefully cultivated camellia, these wild camellia have a vigorous and vitality.

From time to time, you can also see birds and butterflies resting on the branches and flowers, enjoying themselves leisurely, but they are scattered by the sound of horseshoes and eagles.

It is probably used to playing with the pigeons and birds of Wangfu on weekdays. Little gray rarely uses birds as prey. Generally, they only play with them, watching them look like they are flying and dropping feathers, and they cry in excitement. Endlessly.

Everyone drove along the road, and the official Mandarin Bai had surveyed the five-mile radius of Yanding City, so they basically did not stay along the way. After about half an hour, several continuous mountains appeared in front of hundreds of feet. outer.

As everyone's horses slowed down, Han Qixia pointed to the front and said: "The front is the Yulan Mountain... Last time my grandfather and I came to this area to gather medicine, and accidentally discovered that there are several rare herbs on this mountain."

The horse accelerated again, heading straight towards Yulan Mountain ahead.

Stepping on...

A group of people stopped the horse at the foot of the mountain. The people turned over and left the horse. The bamboo left to watch the horse. Little four spontaneously carried a backpack for the official language.

"I remember last time my grandfather and I went up the mountain from a trail in front..."

Han Qixia volunteered to lead the way for everyone.

Yulan Mountain is not a scenic spot, and there are no temples or pavilions on the mountain. Most of the people who come here on weekdays are hunters, and occasionally there are medicine farmers who go to the mountains. Therefore, there is no artificially dug road on the mountain, only some hunters come out. The path is steep and muddy.

The mountain road is not easy to walk, and Han Qixia is the only weak woman among them. At first, Fu Yunhe was worried that Han Qixia could not walk such a rugged mountain road, but did not want to. She seemed to be more flexible than him, wearing a pair of deerskin gloves , From time to time clutching some branches, shrubs, etc., to move forward.

Several people did not stop along the way, and soon reached the mountainside.

Looking at Han Qixia's forehead with a thin sweat, Fu Yunhe was trying to suggest whether to take a break, but he saw Han Qixia's face, two eyes sparkling like gems, and raised his voice slightly excitedly: "I found it! It's Shi Jing grass!"

Looking along her eyes, I saw a few bushes of dark gray thorns growing around a piece of dead wood split in half.

Han Qixia strode forward and skillfully took out the sickle in the back basket.

The blade of the sickle was cold and sharp, and a few rays of sunlight projected through the gap between the branches and leaves above. The blade shone with the cold light of Ling, making people look at the hair in his heart.

The icy hard blade and Han Qixia's slender plain hand form a sharp contrast, one is soft and the other is cold.

With a soldier's vision, Fu Yunhe can say with full confidence that this sickle is fatal enough to be cut on the wrist or neck!

He swallowed and felt that his cousin was really not suitable for holding such a dangerous weapon. What if she accidentally kicked her foot and fell against the blade?

What if she accidentally cut her own wrist while picking herbs?

"Cousin Xia, let me help you!" Fu Yunhe took the initiative to ask with a smile on his face.

The step at the foot of Han Qixia paused, and her clear eyes looked at Fu Yunhe. The pupils of the mountain stream and the clear spring seemed to reflect Fu Yunhe's thoughts. Fu Yunhe was almost guilty and dared not look directly at her.

Han Qixia raised a faint smile on her lips and said, "Cousin Crane, do you know which herb I want to pick?"

Fu Yunhe was startled, pointing at the gray "thorn": "Isn't that the stone wattle?"

Han Qixia glanced at him with a smile, then squatted down, and cut a gray needle with a sickle, saying, "Stonegrass often grows with a plant called gray soap thorn. It looks very similar, but the former can be used as medicine, the latter is just ordinary plants."

Fu Yunhe took a closer look and found that the gray "thorns" were indeed mixed with two similar plants.

Han Qixia also skillfully cut a section of wattle, and continued: "And picking wattle must choose this kind of ash with dark green, so that it is just mature wattle, too tender medicinal properties, Too old and not easy to use medicine..."

Han Qixia continued to cut the wattle while explaining, and a lot of wattle has been picked up in a while.