Pick all the cold branches

Like the large and small lost military forts on the frontiers of the Holy Dynasty, Wolf Slaughter Fort is also one of the abandoned positions lost in successive years of confrontation with the Mongols.Because of its unique geographical location, close to Yingzhou City, it has become a stronghold frequented by Tartars.On the contrary, the holy pilgrimage defenders have not arrived here for more than two years.It is somewhat embarrassing to match the name of this military fort.

The reason why Batu Mengke chose this place for the meeting was not only to take advantage of the terrain, but also to ridicule.Jia Fei knew it well.

But he didn't intend to compete with the little prince.

It is easy to be fast for a while, but it is difficult to keep the world safe.Naturally, he couldn't accept such a provocative general as Batu Mengke.No matter as a prince or prince, or as the commander of an army, what he must and must protect first is not his own honor or disgrace, but the gate of a country.

Before arriving at Wolf Slaughter Fort, you have to cross a river about [-] feet wide.The river is neither deep nor swift, but it looks rather bleak and solemn in the face of a desperate battle.I don't know if it's lucky or bad.

Jiafei frowned slightly, looking quietly at the little Tatar prince who was waiting alone outside the Wolf Slaughter Castle on the other side of the river.

Just three hundred paces away on the open ground, there were Tatar cavalry in full formation, with wolf flags rolling in clouds, and thousands of people could not be seen in the dark.Even the Battle Flag of the Golden Tent Clan was ostentatiously planted on the Wolf Slaughter Fort, as if triumphantly swearing its sovereignty.

Seeing this scene, the ten riders who came with Jia Fei were so angry that some of them couldn't help but gritted their teeth and held down their sabers at their waists.

Jiafei pulled up the reins, urged the horse to jump, stopped them in place, and ordered in a deep voice: "You guys wait here."

"My lord...!" The riders gritted their teeth with hatred, but they didn't dare to disobey the order, so they could only stare unwillingly.

Jiafei smiled slightly.

"Nothing. I didn't bring you here to let you die here."

He glanced at the riders one by one, then whipped the horse and galloped towards Batu Mengke on the other side of the river.

And Batu Mengke was also quietly looking at Jiafei, like a prostrate wolf looking at a strange prey.

Or is it a threat.

Before that, Batu Mengke had never had a defeat, and his mind was full of arrogance, only thinking that this world should be his own when he was born.Even when she was cheated by Zhen Xian and ran away, she just felt that she couldn't save face, so she became angry from embarrassment.

But he was never frightened for a moment.Until he lost to King Jing Jiafei in Yingzhou.

That's right, he, Batu Mengke, really lost in the battle of Yingzhou. No matter how he scolded the southerners for being cunning, and argued that he was careless and underestimated the enemy, he was also the one who lost.

Batu Mengke has learned how to bend a bow, ride and shoot, and has traveled across the grassland for more than ten years. He has never seen a prey that can turn back and bite him, let alone an opponent who can punch him head-on.Now it was two southerners who made him suffer this one after another.The southerners he despises the most.Zhen Xian and the second prince whom he misses so much, Prince Jing Jiafei.

Batu Mengke couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe that there were such capable and daring people among the southerners.

However, the fact is before his eyes, he lost, he couldn't help but believe it or not.

This feeling is like chasing a deer that can't be hunted reluctantly, but suddenly finds that there is a lion waiting in front of him staring at him, and suddenly breaks out in a cold sweat.

If you fail to hunt, you will be hunted.

For the first time in his life, Batu Mengke tasted what it was like to be caught by a trap on his leg bone.

He even really had the idea of ​​retreating.

But he was not willing to just retreat like this, nor could he just retreat like this.

Behind him are his tens of thousands of people.If he can't revive the glory of the Jinzhang family and lead his prairie warriors to go south again to retake the large piece of fertile and fertile land at the other end of the Great Wall, his followers can only follow him to endure hunger and hunger on the bitter cold grassland One long winter after another.

This battle is what he wants to fight, and even more so, he has to fight.If he retreats in this way, he will lose his trust in his people, and his majesty will be demolished. Those tribal leaders who were finally conquered by him will be ready to move again, and they may jump up and bite his throat at any time to challenge him. Status - number one is Wala.

So he can't stop here, he can't just lose to that Jing Wang Jiafei like this, even if he is blocked today, he will never retreat.

Just because this battle has nothing to do with the momentary victory or defeat, but the decision of life and death.

The tall horse that Jia Fei sat down on was a strong, long-shouldered horse with strong shoulders and long legs. Its fur was like blood, and there was only a smear of silver on its forehead that looked like a sharp knife. It was a rare BMW horse.

Unexpectedly, there are such good horses in the south.It's okay for people to be rare, but even horses are so rare.No wonder Zhen Xian worried about it.

Batu Mengke stared at Jiafei riding his horse across the river lightly, and let out a "hum" in his heart, but raised his eyebrows and parted the corners of his mouth, and raised his head high.

"Are you that Prince Jing Jiafei?"

As soon as the words fell into his ears, Jiafei let out a sigh of relief and smiled.

Until this moment, after seeing and hearing with his own eyes, Jia Fei finally confirmed that this little Mongolian prince was still a child, although he was a remarkable child, and he was not much different from the self-righteous self seven years ago .

And how could he lose to himself seven years ago?

With a smile on his face, Jia Fei cupped his hands and gave a salute, a soft knife spit out from between his perfectly shaped lips and teeth: "Your Highness came to my territory from afar, and the little king is so disrespectful for not being able to greet you."

Batu Mengke obviously wasn't in the mood to make excuses, and he didn't mind these sarcasm at all, so he let out an impatient "chuck", waved his hands and glared at Jiafei, "Don't talk about your Han people's babbling troubles. I Where's the princess?"

Sure enough, no matter what, it was no surprise that Brother Su Balabieji was going to be involved.

The smile between Jiafei's brows gradually widened to slightly raised the corners of his lips, and he said: "A few days ago, Prince Wala on your grassland invited Xiaowang's younger brother to visit. The princess treated me with great hospitality and kindness to my seventh brother. I even came back with my seventh brother personally. Qilang staying with the queen and daughter for a short stay is a kindness of the landlord, and he will definitely take care of everything personally and take care of everything. His Royal Highness, there is no need to worry about it, let alone send him here." Xian said what he said again, and it was much more annoying than Zhen Xian.

When Batu Mengke's similar words and smiles fell on Batu Mengke, he felt that the two were in collusion, and his nose wrinkled in anger.

He subconsciously grasped the scimitar at his waist, glared at Jia Fei angrily, and shouted, "What do you mean?"

This reaction was all expected.Jiafei slightly raised his eyebrows, deliberately showing a surprised face.

"His Royal Highness is confused about Xiao Wang's question. Xiao Wang has heard that the people in the grassland are 'bold and unrestrained', and there is a custom of snatching marriages. Now that my sister has left with my seventh brother, His Royal Highness did not intend to talk about the princess when he asked Xiao Wang to talk. Marriage with Qilang?" He deliberately paused at this point, saw Batu Mengke's increasingly livid face, and then smiled briskly, "I have inherited the great courtesy and enlightenment of the Emperor Zhou, although I don't have this It is a habit of robbing brides, but our country of etiquette respects principles and respects the customs of neighboring countries. If His Highness Prince Meng does not give up, Xiao Wang will prepare a letter of engagement for Qilang and ask to marry his sister , will never let down the infatuation of the princess."

Batu Mengke almost vomited blood, and couldn't believe his ears.

He originally thought that Jiafei was great, so he taunted him with a few words. The princess of Dayuan actually eloped with someone south to Yunyun. He never thought that Jiafei would ask him to marry his sister to the south as soon as he opened his mouth, and he looked like he was already cooked. look like.

However, since ancient times, there have only been Han princesses and pro-grasslanders, so why should he marry his sister to a cowardly Han?

The second prince of the Han people, none of the words that come out of his mouth are unpleasant, but no matter how they are together, they feel like they are scolding him, every word is so angry that he wants to let the dog bite someone.

"You want me to marry my younger sister to your younger brother? There are countless heroic men on my grassland, and your younger brother is as weak as a chicken. What right does he have to marry my imperial sister?"

Jia Fei has no interest in bullying children. Seeing that the little prince was so angry that he was about to "wow" jump, he smiled and sighed softly, "Then ask the princess why she would rather leave her brother and stay away from her homeland and go south with Qilang It's gone." Not much else to say.

It is this sentence that hits Batu Mengke's sore spot the most.

Brothers and sisters Batu Mengke and Suge Bala have a mother and a compatriot. They have played together and hunted together since childhood, and their relationship has always been very good.Although Batu Mengke often dislikes Brother Su as a girl, he actually loves this younger sister very much.And Suge Bala has always respected him as an elder brother.Only this time, Su Ge Baba repeatedly disobeyed him for the sake of a few Han people.Batu Mengke was really angry and even more sad.He also noticed that although his sister didn't admit it personally, she was very clear in her demeanor, words and deeds.His good imperial sister has taken a fancy to Zhen Xian, that's why she ran away with Zhen Xian without looking back.In fact, Batu Mengke also felt from the bottom of his heart that his younger sister was worthy of being a younger sister, and he caught a glimpse of him, who his elder brother favored.But how could she give up her brother for the sake of a man? !Sure enough, women are women. When they grow up, they fall in love with other men, and their elbows start to turn outward!What's more, although Zhen Xian has a good brain, he was born weak, and he, Batu Mengke, didn't want Zhen Xian to be his brother-in-law.

Thinking of Zhen Xian, Batu Mengke suddenly felt sticky irritability.

More unwilling.

These guys in the south are really annoying one by one, boring and disgusting, interesting and unfamiliar, they have been robbing people and land from him before, and now they want to rob his own sister?

Batu Mengke gritted his teeth and stared at Jiafei in front of him, sneering arrogantly.

"Okay, we don't have as many hypocritical troubles as you. We only know that the weak will win the king and lose the bandit. Since that girl Su Geer ran away with you, I have nothing to say. But there is another person, but there is Teng As evidenced by Geli, in front of tens of thousands of people in the prairie, I, Batu Mengke, carried him into the golden family's great ordo! Since you said you respect the customs of my prairie, why don't you return this person to me first?"

Before the words fell, the brilliance in Jiafei's eyes shook without a trace.

What Batu Mengke was talking about was Xiaoxian, and Jiafei knew it well.

Although he did not expect Batu Mengke to have any demeanor on this matter, His Royal Highness Prince Jing himself did not intend to take the initiative to mention it, and he did not intend to haggle over it.

It's not that he doesn't care, but that he doesn't intend to use Xiaoxian as a bargaining chip.

It is impossible for Xiaoxian to hide the fact that he came here to meet with Batu Mengke at the appointment, and Jiafei knew about it.He also knew that according to Xiaoxian's personality, he would definitely not sit in the house waiting for him to go back.

But no matter what the final outcome is, Jia Fei has no intention of using Zhen Xian as a pawn, let alone exchange Zhen Xian for anything.

He couldn't bear it, and couldn't do it.

Zhen Xian is his weakness, and even more his reverse scale.

But it is absolutely impossible for Batu Mengke to understand these feelings that even he himself buries deeply in his heart and does not see them with outsiders.

The reason why the little Tatar prince mentioned Zhen Xian was not because he had seen through his trap, but because he was simply upset and wanted to take advantage of it.

Obviously Batu Mengke didn't understand.He hasn't figured it out yet, that's why he mentioned Zhen Xian so frivolously, as a counterattack to Jiafei's "marriage".But Jiafei's proposal was not simply to humiliate their siblings.

The little prince is just a little prince after all.

Jia Fei quietly looked at Batu Mengke, who was still showing off his power. There was not a single wave of emotion on his deep-eyed face, only the shadow behind the brilliance in his eyes gradually spread with his smile.

"Where is the person His Royal Highness mentioned now? If he is still in His Highness's tent at this moment, you and I probably wouldn't be talking here." The corners of his lips curled up indifferently, as if he was talking about some irrelevant idler , a little coldness rose quietly in the smile.

Batu Mengke was stunned for a moment.

At that moment, he keenly caught the burst of anger, even killing intent.But it soon disappeared again, as if the cold air that had just risen in an instant was all his illusion, and it was the inexplicable timidity in his heart.

If this His Highness Prince Jing is not really angry at being insulted or provoked, then he is too good at hiding.

But even when hunters who are used to hiding their breath sometimes expose their weaknesses, how can anyone in the world be able to control their emotions so well?

Also, the murderous intent is gone, but the oppression is still there.

Jiafei is threatening him.

At least that last sentence was an unabashed threat.Batu Mengke really felt it.

But right now, it's not him who is the king of the prairie -- Bo'er Jijin Batu Mengke, who is in charge of life and death with a large army?

Even Prince Wala, who had been fighting against him on the grassland for many years, did not dare to speak harshly to him like this.Why did this Han man, with only ten cavalrymen, dare to look him in the eyes and threaten him?

Where did this person get his confidence and courage from?

Batu Mengke looked at Jia Fei in surprise, and opened his mouth to make sure.Suddenly his line of sight was completely caught by a speeding figure.

And Jiafei also heard the sound of horseshoes behind him becoming clearer from far to near.

Under the blue sky, on top of the green grass and yellow sand watered by blood and sweat, one person and one rider, white horses in white clothes, like auspicious clouds descending from the sky, spotless and flawless, they are approaching in the blink of an eye.

Zhen Xiance went into battle immediately, and only had time to meet Jiafei's eyes.

With just this one glance, they already have a good understanding of each other.

He nodded slightly at Jiafei, turned to look at Batu Mengke, and asked in a loud voice: "Batu Mengke, you are known as the king of the grassland, and you are also the leader of one side. If you don't admit defeat, just fight again. Do it!" Why are you sneaking around and hiding and pestering Prince Jing here?"

He didn't give Batu Mengke a chance to defend himself, so he continued coldly: "You don't allow His Royal Highness King Jing to lead the army, but you are backed by the army. Are you ashamed? No wonder not only the princess doesn't want you as a brother, but even you Your fiancée also left you and went back to find her father, Prince Wala."

This can be regarded as a bit ugly.Even during those four years on the grassland, Zhen Xian scolded Batu Mengke a lot, but he never said such a thing.

He deliberately mentioned Jaba Kudulu and Prince Wala.

Suddenly, Batu Mengke felt that the thorns all over his body stood up.He never thought that Zhen Xian would come, let alone that when Zhen Xian came, he would poke his sore spot so hard.

"Zhen Xian!" He gritted his teeth and called out the name bitterly, took a deep breath, and then suppressed the turbulent depression in his heart, raised his head and hummed: "You don't need to provoke me with words again."

Zhen Xian smiled slightly.

"The prince is wrong. Zhen Xian didn't come to talk big to the prince." He pulled the rein, led the horse to give way a little, and glanced at Jiafei again, "I'm here to meet His Highness Prince Jing. By the way, take back my holy pilgrimage to Wolf Slaughter Fort."

These two people don't talk to each other, they just look at me and I look at you.

Even though the little prince thought he had wiped Zhen Xian out of his hands for four years, he had never seen such an expression.

Batu Mengke looked at the anger in his heart, but he didn't quite understand what he was angry with, so he frowned and gritted his teeth and stared at Zhen Xian, even his cheeks swelled up.

In particular, Zhen Xian actually said that he would take back the Wolf Slaughter Fort.

how can that be.

Don't say that this Wolf Slaughter Fort has been owned by Da Yuan for a long time. The southerners tried to take it back several times but they were defeated. It is impossible for the Slaughter Wolf Fort to change hands just because of the disparity in the number of troops.

Unless... Zhen Xian led a full army of Han troops to ambush nearby.

Batu Mengke was startled and suspicious, and his eyes couldn't help but wander, and he began to look around at the unwarranted Han army.

Seeing that appearance, Zhen Xian laughed even more.He stretched out his hand and pointed to the ten riders standing in line behind him, and said loudly to Batu Mengke: "The prince is also the monarch of the grassland, why should he judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain? Ten riders were appointed as a guard of honor, and everyone is in front of your eyes. You also picked this place yourself, we can't hide people and horses at all, and we don't plan to hide."

He's telling the truth

"Are you going to take down Wolf Slaughter Fort with just ten people?" Batu Mengke looked south again at the open field behind Zhen Xian, and sneered in disbelief.

"The prince is wrong again." Zhen Xian shook his head and chuckled, "I don't need ten people to take down Wolf Slaughter Fort, only His Highness Prince Jing is enough."

He said, looking sideways at Jiafei again.

Suddenly, Batu Mengke felt as if something exploded in his heart, and the gloomy gloom that spewed out was so sticky that it almost seemed to grow mushrooms.He couldn't help shouting: "Zhen Xian, what kind of trick are you playing?"

Zhen Xian's eyebrows twitched.

"Obviously it was the prince who sent us a war letter, so why do you say that I am playing tricks?" He said, pulling up the corners of his lips, and led his horse to stand beside Jia Fei, "Isn't that what you asked His Highness Prince Jing to come down to?" Does Zhan need to be convinced? We came to challenge, but the prince talked about him, so it couldn’t be that he was afraid of Wang Weiyi after seeing me with his own eyes, right?”

This is an unabashed aggressive approach.

Of course Batu Mengke could see it.

What he couldn't see was what Zhen Xian was thinking.

No matter how full of tricks this person is, it is impossible to trick him twice.

Zhen Xian really thinks that he can't beat Jia Fei.Don't talk about the confrontation between the two armies, but fight alone and hand-to-hand.

But he is an eagle and wolf on the prairie. He is good at fighting and brave. Even the best fighters on the prairie can hardly match him. In terms of martial prowess, how could he lose to a pampered southern prince? ?

But Zhen Xian was sure that he would not win.

Batu Mengke stared blankly at Zhen Xian, even though he knew in his heart that he shouldn't get angry, the hot blood rushing to his cheeks because of being underestimated still flushed that young and vigorous face.

"Zhen Xian, do you really understand the situation? As long as I wave my hand, my warriors can immediately rush up and chop you and your Highness Prince Jing into pieces!" The humiliation made him hiss and roar like A wounded beast glared at the man who stabbed him, and didn't even realize that he had bitten the phrase "Your Highness Prince Jing" extremely hard.

Zhen Xian looked at him quietly.

"In heaven, of course, the prince can be cowardly and betray his trust to bully the few. Our greatness is to leave twelve heads here. It's just a dead country, so what is there to fear? But how will the prince spread this 'great achievement' in the future, how will Convincing the public...Only the prince himself knows."

There was always a slight smile on that handsome face, as if what he just said was not about life and death, but just an ordinary narration.

That's right, this person, Zhen Xian, has never been afraid of death. Even if he really killed him with a single blow, it is absolutely impossible to make him submit, let alone convince the public.

This battle was his own choice. If he had joined the army, he could have easily chopped up a dozen or so Han people in this area, but from then on, he would be burdened with many bullies, treacherous cowards He is no longer the indomitable king of the prairie.

So even if he killed Zhen Xian who made him hate and headache today, and killed Jing Wang Jiafei who made him want to frustrate him, so what?

What he lost would be the entire grassland.

The price is too high, why so.

What's more, he didn't believe that he would lose at all.

The more Zhen Xian didn't believe that he could win, the more he wanted to show him the win.After he chopped off Prince Jing's head with one knife, he really wanted to see what kind of expression this person in front of him could give him.

"Okay, hit it!"

The fire that ignited in Batu Mengke's eyes has become a prairie fire.

"Teng Geli is the proof: If I lose, Wolf Slaughter Fort is yours; if you lose—" He glared at Jia Fei, raised his scimitar in his hand, pointed it straight at Zhen Xian, and shouted proudly, " This person is mine! Do you dare to respond?"

However, His Highness Prince Jing, who had been waiting for a long time, only touched the mane of the first horse, not even the hilt of the sword at his waist.He raised his eyes to look at the fighting spirit of the little prince, and there was a slight smile from the corners of his lips to his brows.

"The visitor is a guest, not to mention how old I am, I can't bully the younger generation, why don't I let you do three tricks first, how about it?"

This sentence is naturally exciting.

Rao knew it well, but even a little bit of anger still couldn't be suppressed and rushed up.Batu Mengke's face turned pale, he roared, drew out the scimitar from his waist, and urged his horse to charge over.

This hand-to-hand battle lasted for three days. From the initial regular horse fight, to both sides throwing down their exhausted horses to fight hand-to-hand, to punching and kicking with almost no rules. Jump away and take a break for another round.One is the prince of the Middle Earth, and the other is the king of the grassland. Both have their own family, country and world, and also have their own selfishness. No one can defeat the other, and no one can give up on it.

Too many eyes are watching, waiting to see the outcome that may determine the fate of the two countries.

Zhen Xian was also watching, not even daring to blink.

There was a fresh wound on Jiafei's chest that hadn't fully healed. It looked like it was wounded by a sword. Zhen Xian saw it the night of the reunion, but he had no time to ask.

If possible, he would not want His Highness to risk himself, let alone go into battle with injuries.

But he had no choice.

He had seen how Jia Fei diligently studied military books and practiced martial arts day and night. At that time, the burning light in His Highness's eyes was definitely not just for self-protection, but for being able to be alone at this moment in this situation. Facing the enemy bravely.

The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the country. It is by no means an empty talk for flattery, but the blood of the people and the king who sacrifice their lives to become benevolent.

Now, there is no one other than Prince Jing who can hold back Batu Mengke.

And he firmly believes that Jiafei will understand his thoughts.He believed even more that his Second Highness, the person he swore to follow since he was a child, would not easily lose here.

In case... In case something happens to His Highness, he will definitely not live alone.No matter who wins this gamble, he will never follow Batu Mengke back to the grassland.

His Highness's strikes are not as fast and skillful as they were at the beginning, perhaps because too much energy has been consumed by the long battle, or because of the unhealed pain.But Batu Mengke's situation is not much better.

Zhen Xian gritted his teeth and secretly grabbed the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

Just then he saw a commotion among the Tartar ranks in the distance.

Someone came galloping on horseback, shouting loudly in Tatar.

Batu Mengke's face changed suddenly, and he quickly retreated out of the battle circle and whispered to the visitor.

Zhen Xian could even clearly see the stiffness of every muscle on the little prince's face.

He got off his horse and ran towards Jiafei almost trembling, feeling the cold sweat dripping from his whole body at this moment.

Batu Mengke's face was full of unwilling hatred. He turned around and took a few strides as if he was about to rush forward, but stopped halfway.

He never imagined that a pampered and pampered southern prince who had just entered the battlefield would be able to fight fiercely with him for three days without giving him any advantage.

But this is him, Boerjijin Batumengke, the descendant of Genghis Khan, the most brave and invincible king of heroes on the grassland.

He didn't lose, but he lost in a real way, not only by force, not just in a duel, but completely lost.

He didn't even know when he had been dragged into this duel in a feverish manner. He wanted to compete, but he was like a blind beast, ignoring more important things.

"Zhen Xian, what is wrong with me to you, you, you—" Batu Mengke's eyes widened, and he stretched out his fingers to hold Zhen Xian who was standing beside Jia Fei, his red eyes were filled with hatred.

The palms of his hands were covered with cold sweat, Zhen Xian grabbed them subconsciously, and tightly held Jiafei's hands, which were also wet and slippery with sweat, after being covered by his robe.

"The prince led the army away from the grassland, and the rear is full of old and weak women and children. He should have thought that someone with a heart might sneak in. What has it to do with Zhen Xian? But Wala can betray the Lord so easily. He was elected as an ally. If the prince is interested, my king may not be unable to reach a covenant with the prince. Whether it is with your ministry or with me, wouldn’t it be a good thing?" He raised his face, the smile on the corners of his lips and eyebrows was completely There is no trace of cowardice or restlessness, but a posture of aggressiveness.As he spoke, he looked sideways at his Highness Prince Jing.

Jiafei also had a smile on his face.Although the protracted battle somewhat made his appearance look a bit embarrassed, there was still infinite light in those vigorous eyes, which made people involuntarily attracted and even looked up.He took a step forward, inadvertently protecting Zhen Xian behind him, and met Batu Mengke's eyes that were about to breathe fire.

"Since ancient times, neighbors have often talked about marriage, not to mention gentlemen and ladies agreeing with each other. You and I are elder brothers and kings. We should consider it for our brothers and sisters, and even more for our people. It is good for Qin and Jin, in exchange for long-term peace.

"The so-called in-laws, your sister is my sister, and you are also my brother. Brothers are good neighbors, and peace is the most important thing. Naturally, I will not help outsiders suppress my brother, and I will not want my brother to be replaced by outsiders." Trouble me again.

"If the princess and Qilang get along well, they will naturally get a generous dowry gift, as well as food from the emperor. You and I have become a family, so we should help each other. I heard from Qin Tianjian that the freezing of the Yellow River this year may It's earlier than in previous years, the severe winter is extremely cold and long, but the pastures are withered and yellow, and there is a shortage of food, so the days outside the pass may be extremely difficult."

Batu Mengke's eyes were almost burning with blood.

But can't refute.

Just now, he got the news that Wala rebelled and took the opportunity to occupy his Yating. If he didn't return to the grassland immediately to suppress the rebellion, he might not only lose his blue sky and green grass, but also be attacked by the enemy until he was driven out.And the people who are loyal to him can only die in pain in the coming severe winter.

Of course he couldn't allow this to happen.

Although he didn't know the details at this time, he just knew that it must be Zhen Xian, and it was Zhen Xian who plotted against him again.

This hateful southerner, the person he was trying to conquer with all his heart and soul, never bowed to him from the beginning to the end, but instead let him suffer another crushing defeat.

"Zhen Xian, you know exactly who Su Ge'er is thinking in his heart. Is this his idea, or your idea?" He gritted his teeth and stared at Zhen Xian, wishing he could pounce on him and bite off that slender throat. Tube.

At that moment, when he heard Su Ge's name, Zhen Xian's dark eyes flashed a trace of shame.He was silent for a moment, hoarse voice.

"Zhen Xian is grateful for the kindness of the princess. If the princess is unwilling to marry far away, Zhen Xian will do everything possible to protect the princess to return to her hometown. But if the two countries continue to fight against each other and fight endlessly at the border, I am afraid that no matter how much Zhen Xian has a heart, he will not Powerless."

Batu Mengke stared at Zhen Xian for a long time with red eyes.

"Five hundred carts of grain for the winter, not one cart less, let your envoys come to my Orduo with the sincerity of negotiating peace. If you dare to cheat again, I may not be able to level the four towns outside Juyong Pass first, and then Kill back to my Wangting Grassland!"

He threw down these words viciously, and led his men away without looking back.

Zhen Xian quietly watched the dust and smoke raised by the cavalry, until Batu Mengke and his army disappeared from sight, finally heaved a sigh of relief, turned to Jiafei and said, "Your Highness, go back."

Jiafei nodded, led back his horse without saying a word, walked two steps in the direction of Yingzhou City, suddenly turned the horse's head, took the banner of the Holy Dynasty Defenders from the accompanying riders, and raised his whip to urge The horse galloped towards Wolf Slaughter Fort.

He went straight up to the lost and recovered military fort, and planted the banner firmly on the earth city again.

The red flag is flying up, and the wind is like blood.

The riders who followed His Highness Prince Jing were very excited, as if they had witnessed such a strange and heroic recovery from the Jedi.

Jia Fei and Zhen Xian were silent all the way.

Only when he could see the city wall of Yingzhou City from a distance, Jiafei suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"Xiaoxian, what did you do?"

Zhen Xian obviously paused.

"I wrote a letter to Prince Oara." He turned his face indifferently, looking straight into Jiafei's eyes, "Does your Highness want to know what I wrote?"

Jia Fei quietly watched Zhen Xian for a long time, then looked away.

"No. It doesn't matter what you write."

Back in the city of Yingzhou, the four commanders had already greeted the door, their faces were ashen and sweating profusely, they just knelt down and hugged Prince Jing's feet with a "plop" in public.

The seventh prince, Jiashou, also looked anxious. He yelled "Second Brother" and rushed over, asking in a series of voices: "What's the matter? Did the Tartars really retreat? What about Brother Su Baba? When? Can we let her out?"

Jiafei's face was tired, he thought he was wounded, and he was extremely tired, he was so stubbornly grabbed by his younger brother and made a fuss, his heart was burning up, but in front of the crowd, he took the subordinates' Facial inconvenience occurred, so he could only bear it with a frown, and walked forward without saying a word, but his complexion was getting worse and worse.

Seeing this, Zhen Xian hurriedly grabbed Jiashou, hurriedly comforted him a few words, and told him that Brother Su Balabieji would be released soon.

As soon as he heard that Brother Su was all right, Jiashou relaxed, his eyes lit up, he let out a long breath, and then turned his black eyes around again, with a little surprise He grabbed onto Zhen Xian's sleeve, "What's wrong with the second brother? Are you injured? Me, why do I see that there seems to be blood on the front of the second brother?"

Zhen Xian couldn't help being at a loss for words.

The wound on Jiafei's chest might have split open again, and the blood had already seeped out from the inside of his clothes. Although it was not very obvious, it was really difficult to completely hide it.

The commanders of the four towns also followed carefully, watching, each with apprehensive eyes.

"It's okay, it's not His Highness Prince Jing's blood. Your Highness Seventh might as well go and accompany the princess first. She came to a foreign country alone, and the situation of the war is complicated. It's always good to have His Highness comforting you." Zhen Xianlue lowered his eyes. , said so to Jiashou, and then turned around and bowed to the four general soldiers, "The four adults are busy with military affairs, please don't wait, His Royal Highness King Rongjing changed his clothes and took a rest, I will invite the four Let's talk about it in detail."

Several general soldiers now know that Zhen Xian is the "person next to him" that His Royal Highness Prince Jing valued. Seeing his humility, they were startled. Let's go, and I didn't forget to drag away Bai Haoren, who was poking his head and winking, together.As for Jiashou, if he was told to go find Brother Su Baca, he had already run away so quickly that he couldn't even see the tip of his tail.

Zhen Xian sent off the gate gods, big and small, and turned around to catch up with Jia Fei, only to see that Jia Fei didn't intend to go back to the barracks, but went to his own quarters.

"Your Highness?" Zhen Xian couldn't help asking in a low voice, his heart palpitating.

Jiafei didn't answer, just looked at him, and grabbed his hand.

When he arrived at the gate, Tong Qian had already stood with his hands behind his hands for a long time, when he saw the two of them coming back, he respectfully saluted and asked, "My lord, Mr. Zhen."

This Captain Tong came back after delivering a letter to Wala, instead of waiting at the prince's tent, he came to his door instead, as if he had expected it.After all, Zhen Xian valued etiquette, his skin was very thin, his face turned red immediately, he hurriedly replied hello, he didn't even dare to look at Tong Qian.

On the contrary, Tong Qian dismissed the servants with a calm expression, and closed the door for the two of them with his own hands.

All the furnishings in the house have been tidied up, with clean clothes, hot water, and wound medicines.

Except that the "Chai Fei Xiaozha" he had read halfway through before leaving was still on the table.

This situation made Zhen Xian, who had been fending for himself outside the customs for several years, uncomfortable for a while. After a moment of stunned, he hurriedly grabbed Jia Fei's hand that was already undressing and wide.

Sure enough, the wound on Jiafei's chest opened again, and the blood seeped out and coagulated into dry blood clots, sticking the soaked red underwear to the wound.Zhen Xian's hands were so soft that he twisted the towel and wiped it for a long time, but he couldn't get off the blood-red and black cloth.In the end, it was Jia Fei who lost his patience, and simply tore it off with a big hand, tearing off the blood scab directly.

"Your Highness!" Zhen Xian was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he quickly pressed the wound that started to bleed again, feeling that his hands were shaking violently.

afraid.

The emotions that had been restrained for days finally broke out at this moment, which could no longer be suppressed.

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