White Feather Huaisha

Su Yu reined in his horse again, and taking advantage of the black horse's hooves and neighing, Beiji soldiers swarmed over from the northwest and quickly formed a formation.

——The northwest is Khotan, and Xie Huai is really in Khotan.

There was a sound of "Zheng", the clash of swords and swords, followed by the grinding sound of sharp blades, and the Jin Cuo Dao drew a crescent-like arc in front of him, and Su Yuren was on the horse, his upper body tensed and leaning forward , Jin Cuo buckled the back of the knife, abruptly pushing the circle of the knife back a few feet!

The leading general saw that he was powerful, so he simply stopped catching him hard. Instead, the tip of the knife swirled away, and at the same time, the scabbard in his hand suddenly moved forward, reaching in front of Su Yu's eyebrows.

Su Yu had been on guard for a long time, bent his waist and leaned back, and then the Jincuo knife retreated. The tips of the string of knives could not dodge, and retreated rustlingly, only the fine iron scabbard did not stop all the way, and knocked straight down.

As a last resort, Su Yu blocked again with his sword. This time, his eyes blurred and he was almost turned away by the glare of the sun. He slashed diagonally, and only heard a "bang" in his ear, followed by There was a crackling sound, and the ring of the Jincuo knife fell into the thousand-mile-thick ancient sea sand and dust with the shining sunlight, and then the tip of the knife that was split vertically sank shallowly into the flesh and blood.

Su Yu didn't move, his ears were buzzing, his strength leaked out from the small wounds on his shoulders and waist, he just sat stiffly on the horse's back, tightly holding the handle of the knife.

The Jincuo Dao was in his hands for a year and a half, with thousands of gaps and countless scratches. Every time he was on vacation, he took it back to Jinling and let Xie Huai use the whetstone to repair it. At this time, half of his body was finally buried in the ground, and more than half of the blade, which was as wide as a palm, was cut off by bumps. Now this nationally famous sword looks like a nondescript long sword with a gap.

Wu Jue looked at the wrestling dust from a distance, and suddenly asked, "Can the knife be repaired?"

The guard said: "Report to Your Majesty, the knife ring is complicated, I'm afraid it won't work."

Wu Mo nodded, "That's good. ——What are they doing?"

The guard replied succinctly: "Surround up. Don't worry, Your Majesty, you won't die."

The siege came to an end, Su Yu's condition was extremely poor today, he was obviously exhausted, the rein of the horse was cut off by a sword, he slipped down quickly, and the yellow sand rolled all over his body.

Someone touched him with the tip of the gun, and Su Yu shook slightly, but didn't move again.

The guard urged him to come forward immediately, wanting to bring Su Yu back, when the little emperor next to him suddenly said, "That's not right."

He turned around, "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Wu Jue narrowed his eyes, "He's not dead yet, how could he stop beating him?"

The guard smiled and said, "Your Majesty doesn't know the dangers of the battlefield. But every human being has a moment of exhaustion. It's like..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Wu Jue suddenly yelled: "Trash!"

The guard was shocked, turned his head to look, and scolded his mother in his heart - Su Yu even fell off the horse, and he still has the strength to plot against others!But surrounded by strong soldiers, what else can he rush for?

There was a rush of soldiers and horses in front, Qie Yunhou of Dazhou had already stumbled onto another horse, and rushed out like the wind.

The ground was covered with yellow sand and blood. The guards carried Wu Jue off the horse. Wu Jue squatted in front of the star-like blood and scratched his head for a long time, as if he wasn't the one who blurted out "trash" just now.

The little emperor cleared his throat, and said, "What are you doing standing there, chasing after you."

Su Yu didn't know what logic he was using to think about things. It was a situation of cooperation among the three countries at the moment, but Xie Huai had a big temper, and even King Khotan didn't have that much face to ask him and the Beiji people to show a good face.What's more, there are many guards around him, if Wu Jue really wants to touch him, he can only make up a "coincidence" that is full of coincidences.

He didn't know if his guess was right, but he ran around like a headless chicken, heading towards the sunset, and rode his horse into the Khotan city gate all the way. There were guards trying to block him, but he bumped him with a knife handle. to the wall.

Cold sweat poured over his browbones and dipped into his eyes. He couldn't stop urging his horse to run towards the Mahayana Temple. He heard the noise of swords and soldiers from a long distance away, and the birds of fate who couldn't return home were circling at the top of the Bodhi tree.

Entering the city from this direction, the front gate of the Mahayana Temple is directly facing, and Beiji soldiers are walking back and forth in front of the gate.

Su Yu didn't stop, he didn't even get out of the thick bushes, he made a big circle all the way, threw the horse under the wall, and climbed the magnolia tree under the courtyard wall to climb in.

He was wounded and weak on his waist, and his palms were covered with cold sweat from exertion. As soon as he climbed over the wall, his hand slipped, and the handle of the golden knife slammed on the head of a Beiji soldier.

The soldier was severely hit, but as soon as he turned his eyes and saw that it was him, he was about to call for someone—the cry could not come out, only the crisp sound of "Crack" in his throat, and his eyes tilted strangely.

The sound of fighting in the vestibule became stronger and stronger. Su Yu squeezed his sore wrist, dragged him into the bushes, picked up the half-weight golden knife from the ground, and followed the sound all the way forward.

A gust of cool wind blows head-on, and the slender leaves of the linden tree rustle down.

A drop of blood splashed into his eyes through the evening light and shadow of broken gold.

In the large courtyard, there are water wells, stone turtles, tree altars and incense burner shrines, all of which are blocked by the corpses of black iron soldiers. The broken net of the crossbow exhausted the bow and quelled, and immediately encircled the extraordinarily tall and thin figure in the middle.The man's back was facing him, half of the shoulder armor was cut off, revealing the coarse bunt inside, and a line of bright red blood dripped from the back of his hand.

He Daxi stood in the courtyard with arms folded, and said with a smile, "Master Su is still here?"

San Lun cried out, "Boss!"

The man in the center tilts his head almost keenly.The crown of his hair is also missing, only a black hosta is left to bind the messy bun, a few strands of hair cover the bloodstains on the eyelashes and cheekbones, his brows are still slightly frowned, long and straight Holding the sword loosely with five fingers, the long sword was stained with criss-crossing blood, and the tip of the sword touched the stone floor, and the out-of-season Jianghu gas rushed out from the bloody smell again.

Su Yu whispered, "It's all my fault."

If he hadn't shaken off Xie Huai, if he hadn't trusted Wu Jue, or even if he hadn't gone to Beiji in the first place—Wu Hao would still have a way to come to Hetian, would still show his fangs to Da Zhou and Xie Huai, everything It still happens, but at least not now.

For the first time, Su Yu realized that he was an extremely cowardly person.

As if aware of it, Xie Huai finally turned his head, only glanced at him, and before he could speak, he suddenly raised his sword and moved forward, precisely slashing a throat that was approaching suddenly, causing blood to splash everywhere.A Beiji soldier fell to the ground, and the Beiji people were not discouraged. He Daxi touched the right arm he had cut on Jiuhuiling last time, and moved his fingers.

Another half dozen silver-armored guards charged upwards with their swords in hand, a tiger with a hidden line and a horizontal sword blocked it, splitting a man's shoulder with a "bang", but he didn't care about the chaotic sword in front of him, and a beam of silver light pierced towards his chest .

In the blink of an eye, Xie Huai grabbed him by the back and pulled him back, roaring angrily: "Wake up!"

The little soldier reached out his hand to touch the blood on his chest, only to feel the pain rising slowly, and the spasm spread from his fingers to his whole body.

The situation in the arena froze for a moment because of Su Yu's sudden appearance. This change was only in an instant, but Su Yu's five senses were magnified unprecedentedly. He could even hear the slight impact of a drop of water on the corner of Xie Huai's robe. Voice.

Su Yu suddenly picked up the knife and walked down the court.

Xie Huai suddenly said: "Stop."

Su Yu's feet seemed to be filled with lead, so he had to stop.

Xie Huai let go of the soldier, raised his deep eyes, and stared at Su Yu with cold eyes, "Go and pick up King Heng."

He Daxi laughed, and Su Yu knew what he meant, and remained motionless. Bodhi leaves fell all over the ground around where he was standing, and the blood-like twilight swayed on the green leaves.

Xie Huai leaned on the sword and stood up, holding a piece of the sword point back and brought the Beiji soldiers over as if eyes had grown from the back of his head. With a wrong hand, he broke the opponent's neck bone almost angrily, and then horizontally Picking up the sword, he finally raised his voice, "Go. I'll wait for you."

Su Yu stood still on the spot and took a slow breath.

His thoughts flew to the sky, and the sunset glow in the desert emptied across his mind. Under the brilliant purple, Xie Huai said, "He is my family."

——Su Yu didn't have a deep impression of his family, so he never felt that he had a family, especially now, Xie Huai asked him to leave this place of right and wrong.

But as long as you hold this knife in your hand, there is no right and wrong in the world.

Under the shade of the tree, there was no movement at all, Xie Huai stabbed his sword to hold back the momentum, turned around and shouted: "Go!"

Su Yu nodded, but at the same time strode down the stone steps, swung the full moon bow with the broken knife, hacked several people openly, and walked straight to Xie Huai stepping on the sticky blood all over the ground.He was still a little shorter than Xie Huai, so with an expression almost looking up to a god, he tiptoed a little, and pecked on that thin lip.

The dentition and soft breath were separated at the touch, Xie Huai yanked him away, "Why are you crazy?!"

Su Yu weighed the half piece of golden knife in his hand, always felt that it was a little strangely light, and said softly amidst the sound of swords and soldiers: "Are you waiting for me, or am I waiting for you?"

He lowered his head and looked at the knife, speaking very casually, obviously distracted.People living in high positions tend to talk more and more to themselves, but this situation is unpleasant and unfamiliar to Su Yu.

Xie Huai frowned, and touched his forehead with his backhand, but Su Yu turned his head and avoided it.A soldier in silver armor turned over and jumped onto the wall, took off a bow from his back, and strung his feathered arrow, with the point of the arrow pointing towards Xie Huai. That direction almost became an invisible line in Su Yu's eyes.

Su Yu moved his feet along the trend, changed positions with Xie Huai, leaned his back against his back, and spelled out a simple "guarding the front".

Xie Huai didn't care about beating Su Yu, and blocked the knife in front of Su Yu with a backhand, roaring: "I let you go! What's the use of internal friction here?!"

Those silver-armored soldiers went towards Xie Huai, but it was difficult for a while, so there was a chaotic sound of fighting and tearing behind them, Su Yu was cold all over, and leaned back with his eyes slightly closed, "They dare not touch me."

I don't know whose blood splashed on Su Yu's neck, Xie Huai stood still and let him lean on, paused for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Say something directly."

Su Yu was silent for a while, then repeated: "They dare not touch me."

His voice was not high, his voice was somewhat hoarse, Xie Huai pursed his lips.

Lin Zhou rummaged through ancient books, and took out a bunch of weird prescriptions for him to laugh at. One of them was "bloodletting can delay the invasion of poison".That nonsense probably made some sense. At this moment, his five senses were unprecedentedly sharp, and he only felt that the barren body leaning against his back was trembling slightly, as if he was afraid of an evil spirit that he knew would come.

He pinched Su Yu's wrist with his left hand, and cursed in a low voice: "I don't know how to live or die."

At the same time, there was a sound of purge marching outside the courtyard wall.

The courtyard was silent, and after a while, He Daxi clapped his palms and said with a smile: "Master Hou, you can hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day."

San Lun retracted his sword and shouted: "Boss! What the hell is going on—"

Su Yu lowered his eyes, Xie Huai's eyes swept over coldly, San Lun cut off the conversation in an instant, his mind suddenly brightened.

Originally, the plan went very smoothly. In one night, Longqing and Qingzhou were recovered, and Da Sima secretly went northward, but no one thought that Beidi's wolfish ambition would reach such a level!

Heng Wang Xie Jiang set off four days ago, and now he is hundreds of miles away; dusk is about to fall, and the Longzhou Army and the Huben Army do still have their deputies stationed outside the city, but there is a silver armor army that appears like a ghost in between. , no one dared to act rashly.

The door of Mahayana Temple was knocked out with a "boom", Su Yu turned his head amid the increasingly sharp tinnitus, and looked at Xie Huai indifferently.

It was Wu Yi who came.