Alternative Jianghu Adventures

"Chagan... Ur, right?"

Wulan Tuya rode her horse and walked up to Xia Yun, only then did Xia Yun see clearly that there were about a dozen cavalry behind her.

Judging from the hares and groundhogs in their hands, they should have just gone out to investigate and came back from hunting.

Wulan Tuya glanced regretfully at the southern soldier who was shot dead by her, but there was no apology on her face, "I thought it was the enemy."

"What's going on?" Xia Yun frowned, got up from the ground and got on the horse.

Everyone turned their attention to the chaotic main account, and no one could give Xia Yun an answer.

"...It seems that he is a person of Enhe." Wulan Tuya's eyesight is very good. People who grew up on the grassland are born with a pair of eagle eyes. Now, when you look closely, it is easy to see the soldiers who occupy the dominant position. The body bears the mark of grace and troops.

And at this moment, in the outermost chess tent, Pope Pula XV was tying the Sohra platform to his horse, and with the support of some congregants, he seemed to be preparing to leave the battlefield.

The development of the matter was beyond the previous plan - if there is a leader who is friendly to the Han people among the Usai people, it must be Suhratai, who is half of the Han nationality. Although it is still unclear what exactly happened, But the ending in front of them was what Xia Yun and his party tried their best to avoid.

Suhratai can't die!

Xia Yun glanced at the chaotic tent again, and quickly discovered that the southern Han people who were besieged were not helpless—after all, most of the besieging on the front line were recruits who had not received much training, and the southern soldiers who came from afar They are all elites. Now that the crowd is dense, the cavalry warfare that the Wusai people are good at will not be effective. Instead, the Han people will take advantage of it!

"...No," Wulan Tuya frowned suddenly, "Only Enhe's cronies are really fighting, and more are still waiting to see... The leader has not shown up for a long time. Is this... a group of dragons without a leader?"

"No, we have to quickly find out what happened in the main account!"

Ulan Tuya ordered in a deep voice——she is a distant relative of Suhratai, and at the same time, she also conquered the mouths of other dissatisfied people by virtue of her bravery and combat skills, and successfully ranked among Suhratai's confidantes. When pulling springs, they can be sent to participate in important peace talks.

"Arihe, Tito, you two outflank from the left, Bayar, Buhe, you go to the right, and the rest follow me, we—"

"I'll go." Xia Yun suddenly interrupted Wulan Tuya, and took the horse and took a step without hesitation.

"What nonsense? You're just..."

"Behind are thousands of Rangers from the Northern Army. They will be here in a short while. We need to regroup the scattered troops in the shortest possible time. Only you——Ulan Tuya, you and you The dozen or so numbers around me are the most suitable candidates!"

Xia Yun said firmly, "You are Suhratai's confidant, and the rest of the hesitant soldiers will only listen to you, and you can also speak Chinese, and you can also talk to the Han army - hand over to the main account. I, I promise to return you a complete Suhra Terrace!"

In the end, Xia Yun didn't even use honorifics, but called him by his first name openly.

Under Wulan Tuya's astonished eyes, Xia Yun quickly took out the blindfold that belonged to Muzhi from his bosom, and put it on generously in front of her, with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked,

"As you can see, since Shen Yuange accepted the order, the after-sales work must be done. Don't forget, we are everywhere."

In a word, it seems to show off, but it is actually beating.

Although Wulan Tuya's faction is close to the Han, but people are far away from her belly, and she can't guarantee what will happen in the future.

A strong premonition made her subconsciously feel that she would deviate from the established direction, and in order to avoid possible mistakes in the future, she blurted out.

"Hurry up!" Xia Yun turned his horse's head and went straight to the tent, leaving behind a shout, "The army is approaching! Gather up and fight!"

The wooden table that was thrown out in front of him was quickly split in half with a saber!

Yue Pingsheng circled around in the tent from time to time, holding a silver dagger in his hand that Suhratai put in the felt tent as a display.

In between breaths, he and Enhe had already exchanged no less than ten moves!

Enhe's saber slashed and combined, and the knife was cut at the gate of Yue Pingsheng's life—but Yue Pingsheng went in and out of the Linyun Mountains all the year round in the process of walking darts in his early years. Enhe really suffered a lot from the weird walking in the woods.

With a sound of "Boom--", another slash struck.

Yue Pingsheng was cornered at this time, and he had no choice but to block the dagger in front of him. When he successfully flicked away the opponent's saber, the silver dagger was split in two.

"Hey! You and the Northern Army..."

Seeing that there was no weapon in his hand, Yue Pingsheng tried to disturb Enhe with his voice.

However, Enhe didn't take this set at all, and without a word, a series of slashing and stabbing came over!

A shattering whistling sound came from far away, Yue Pingsheng only felt that the cold light was getting closer and closer, and the alarm bell in his heart rang, but there was nothing in his body to resist.

In desperation, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Just hear a bang!

The expected pain did not come.

"Your saber, go on!" Before Yue Pingsheng opened his eyes, he heard a familiar voice with the saber swung in the air, close to his ears.

Hearing the sound of arguing, he grasped the hilt of the knife, opened his eyes, and found a thin figure intruding, holding a dagger, looking at Enhe ghastly.

Is...Kizhi?

Yue Pingsheng recognized the blindfold.

"Leave this to me. The northern army is attacking outside. Hurry up and gather the remaining Han army. Ulan Tuya will put down the chaos, you go and help!"

While Xia Yun was speaking, he didn't give Yue Pingsheng any time to think about it. He suddenly squeezed into the entanglement between the two of them while stepping on the wind-chasing step with a short sword in his hand. Kick it to the door!

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up!"

During the conversation, Enhe also fully realized that the unexpected guest was obviously here to disrupt the situation.

The saber frantically slashed at Xia Yun's head as if he was dead, the knife was fatal, and the cold wind even cut off a few scattered strands of hair.

"Damn it, it's so strong! It's worthy of being raised on milk!"

Xia Yun was also taken aback by this desperate slashing method and unexpected strength. He almost lost his grip on the dagger in his hand. Finally, taking advantage of the gap between a series of slashings, he quickly squatted down, rolled, and picked up the dagger before he was on the ground. The long sword used to hit Pian En and the saber was firmly held in his hand again.

Holding two swords, left short and right long, Xia Yun squinted his eyes contentedly, changed his previous passive style of fighting and took the initiative to fight!

At this time, Ulan Tuya outside was leading her troops across the entire garrison.

"According to the order of the leader, everyone present put down their weapons. If anyone refuses to obey, they will be killed without mercy!"

"The enemy is coming, aim your sabers at the north, if there are any internal fighters, kill them!"

And Yue Pingsheng, who had escaped from the confinement at that time, also quickly rushed to the center of the chaos.

He personally hacked down several of Enhe's soldiers before finally getting into the encirclement.

Yue Pingsheng raised the barrier knife in his hand high, "All the Southern Army, listen to my order and stop the internal fighting!"

The shouts and curses one after another made Yue Pingsheng, who arrived later, frown.

The civil strife in Enhe this time was just a trigger/fire/lead. What he didn't expect was that either because of language problems or mentality problems, the two armies had already had a long-standing grudge in their hearts.

This is a good time, I took advantage of this opportunity to vent my anger!

Fortunately, not long after the civil strife started, Yue Pingsheng roughly checked his losses, but he didn't find any dead people!On the contrary, a few of Wu Sai's recruits died, and his own people suffered minor injuries at most, which had no effect on the overall situation.

well.

He looked away, and at this time Wulan Tuya also relied on her identity to gather the leaderless Usai people together again.

Her scimitar was covered with crimson blood—all En and her cronies who dared to attack her and fish in troubled waters along the way were beheaded by her own hands!

No one doubted that this murderous woman would falsely pass on the word of mouth. After killing chickens and monkeys, the rest of the people immediately died down.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes in front of them forced them up.

Wulan Tuya subconsciously glanced at the main account, and belatedly realized that Suhra Terrace had disappeared—although she still didn't know what happened, but she was the only one who could stand up and give orders at this moment. two.

"Ulan," Yue Pingsheng trotted forward neatly, his brows were full of killing, "This is the light cavalry of the Northern Army. According to visual estimation, there are about a thousand people. If there is no accident, there are still large troops behind."

Ulan Tuya nodded, and the two quickly summed up their current strength.

Years of combat experience made both of them calm down very quickly.

What's more, this condensed army was originally used for attacking. Although the preparation time was suddenly interrupted, it was harmless.

"You are left and I am right, and the two wings attack."

Yue Pingsheng glanced at the approaching army, and reached an agreement with Wulan Tuya.

"Where is Suhra Terrace!"

Xia Yun gritted his teeth, and almost roared these words from his throat.

She moved the muscles and bones in her shoulders, only feeling that her arm was numb from the shock of the knife just now.

——She has never seen such a desperate style of play.

Enhe on the opposite side became more and more excited as he fought more and more, and the flames of fanaticism in his eyes seemed to jump out.It was frighteningly hot.

The combat power of a fanatical person can be multiplied several times in an instant.

Xia Yun spat out a mouthful of blood from his throat, Jian En rushed over like a mad dog, and the long sword in his hand pressed against it again!

"That bastard is doomed to die!" En He's eyes were red, almost losing his mind, "His blood will be the first sacrifice to the Longevity Flower! None of you can stop it!"

"Eternal Life Flower? Hiss—what Longevity Flower?"

Xia Yun was stunned for a moment, and the saber on the opposite side raised it from bottom to top at a tricky angle, cutting a deep scar on her arm.

Taking advantage of this time, Enhe rushed directly in front of Xia Yun, and suddenly chopped off the dagger in her hand.

The two were very close, and in this kind of close combat, the remaining long sword became a burden instead.

The saber was about to stab at Xia Yun's waist, Xia Yun turned around, and simply slashed with his elbow, Xia Yun bared his teeth and showed a strange smile.

Holding the hilt of the long sword in his right hand, he moved his thumb.

A slight "click" drowned out the noisy air.

Seeing that the hilt of the long sword suddenly fell off, Xia Yun took the hilt down and pulled it down, and even pulled out a dagger less than seven inches from the long sword!

The dagger slid the stabbed saber in front of Enhe, Xia Yun looked into Enhe's eyes with a smile, ignoring his bleeding arm.

"Who told you that I don't have any weapons for melee combat? Please! I'm an assassin anyway!"

With a puff, the dagger was buried in Enhe's heart.

Xia Yun suddenly picked up Enhe's collar, flicked the saber to the ground, pulled Enhe's clothes and pushed him to the ground, with a strange tone, "Speak! What about others?"

The dagger even spun around in the opponent's body a few times.

On the other hand, Enhe showed a maniacal smile, and his hands suddenly volleyed in the air trying to pinch Xia Yun's neck, but he was unable to fall off in the air.

"..."

His lips moved, but his voice was almost silent.

Xia Yun couldn't bear to get closer, only to hear a faint sentence, "Thousands of years... chess... you... you all have to... all have to... die..."

Speaking of this, Enhe's eyes suddenly widened, and he wrapped his backhand around Xia Yun's neck, and let Xia Yun fall to the ground with brute force.

Without saying a word, Xia Yun drew the dagger and was about to strike again, but realized later that the sneak attack just now had exhausted Enhe's last strength.

he died.

Xia Yun was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, he "cut".

The excruciating pain came up from his arm, Xia Yun gritted his teeth, directly tore a piece of cloth and tied it on the top to stop the bleeding, and slowly reassembled the dagger into the long sword.

——"Hey, do you have a good weapon?"

During the reorganization, Xia Yun suddenly remembered what Cheng Zhe asked her when she was on the island.

At that time, she was climbing a tree to dig out a bird's nest. After hearing this, she replied without hesitation, "Sword, this is what my master uses."

By the way, the reason why she uses the sword is because Xia Cunxiu likes the sword.

"I mean, what do you like yourself?" Cheng Zhe was relentless.

Xia Yun was taken aback for a moment, and then he sneered, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what I like."

Anyway, weapons will shatter sooner or later, they are all broken copper and rotten iron.

Xia Yun closed Cheng Zhe'an's mechanism, stared at the two swords and laughed, and suddenly said to himself, "What are assassins good at? Isn't that nonsense?"

After saying that, she sheathed the two swords.

When he pulled out the curtain and came out, his mind was full of the words that Enhe chanted before he died.

... Chess grid?When did Huajiao get involved in this kind of vulgarity?

"Kizhi?"

Yue Pingsheng had just arranged his troops and was about to go to the battlefield in person. Before he went out, he ran into Xia Yun who came out.

"Ah... um." Xia Yun came back to his senses, and immediately said, "What happened to Enhe? Also, what happened to Suhra Terrace when you were in the camp?"

Yue Pingsheng glanced around and saw no one else, suddenly jumped off his horse, and whispered in Xia Yun's ear: "Enhe Litong Northern Army usurps the throne, I suspect that the Qige faction is also involved."

"Be more specific." Xia Yun frowned.

"This is the general speculation of Ulan Tuya and I. Enhe had long thought that Suhratai was not pleasing to the eye, and had been trying to rebel. In the end, he was used by Lu Kun and planned to use the strength of the Northern Army to help him secure the position of Great Khan. , and for some reason, he persuaded Pula to help, killed Suhratai in the name of the sect, and was cut off by us before he succeeded in seizing power."

"Is Suhratai dead?"

"Enhe said it himself."

"No...not right." Xia Yun shook his head again and again, Enhe's tone didn't sound like he was talking about a dead person.

"Did you find Enhe's body?"

"Still investigating." Yue Pingsheng glanced at Wulan Tuya, who was patrolling, "The enemy is at hand, so I can only look at this later. But I just ran to the Qige Tent site to take a look, and there was no one there. "

These words made Xia Yun inexplicably relieved.

She secretly stuffed a small wooden box into Yue Pingsheng's hand, "Inside is the poisoned sleeve arrow. Seeing blood seals the throat. If Ulan Tuya has second thoughts, kill him."

Defenses can not do without.

"The matter of Suhratai can't be kept secret for long," Xia Yun spoke quickly. "Ulan Tuya can only hold on for a while. I will go to Suhratai. Everything will go according to plan."

Yue Ping knew it all.

Xia Yun quickly opened the distance between the two of them, grabbed Yue Pingsheng's horse unceremoniously, tightened the reins, and ran out against the flow of people.

Before leaving, she glanced back subconsciously.

Looking at the army behind him getting tighter and tighter, Xia Yun only felt a pain in his temple.

...It seems that something is wrong.

Xia Yun hesitated for a while, but couldn't see anything, and finally suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and ran towards the northeast without hesitation.

Northeast, Lanlada Palace, the Holy Land of the Qige Sect!

At the same time, Qiao Anyue, who was riding the horse following the guide bird, froze for a moment when she saw the bird suddenly deflected.

The letter bird remembers the smell of the recipient, so it can transmit the message not far away.

This letter bird has the best relationship with Xia Yun, and will never mistake Xia Yun's location.

However, at this moment, Qiao Anyue looked at the suddenly shifted direction, and carefully reviewed the map of Usai in her mind.

——This is not the direction where the army is stationed, there is only a terrifying landscape in this direction——

Daxueshan?

The author has something to say: the penultimate map.

Northeast... Just to remind you, Xia Yun pointed out the way to Chuyi a little east of the north.