[Shadow Guardian] The Wind Rises from the Wild West

Honghan never knew what 'awe' was.

He raised the reins to stop the horse, and pointed the whip at the regular round hills rising and falling on the foot of the mountain. "Is that the Twelve Emperors' Tombs?"

He was wearing an old leather armor full of dust, a bearded face, and a pair of eyes as bright as a falcon. When he smiled with his mouth crooked, he did not have the noble air of a marquis, but looked like a horse bandit outside the pass.

The Thirteenth Uncle behind him replied: "Yes, General, here are the burials of the twelve emperors before the capital moved eastward." half a year.Now that the rebellion has subsided, Honghan was granted the title of Bo Xiyan, and he became a feudal lord, the commander-in-chief of the Western Wilderness where Qiang and Rong live together.

The Tombs of the Twelve Emperors are located in Qishan Mountain, which is the only way for them to go back to the Western Wilderness.Just passing by on the march, no one thought that Honghan would go up the mountain to hunt!

Where is Qishan?Legend has it that the Qi family who lived at the foot of the mountain in ancient times got the supernatural power of the fire bird in the mountain, rose up in the troubled times, competed in the Central Plains, and finally settled the world.It has been more than 300 years since Qishan was named a holy mountain.Even if the capital moves eastward today, the emperor declines, and the princes rise together, Mount Qi is still where the Twelve Emperors' Mausoleums are located. How can they hunt at will?

But Honghan never knew what 'awe' was.He grew up amidst the blood and flames of the Western Wilderness, and with his courageous aggressiveness and bandit-like dominance, he was able to dominate a corner in his early twenties.He is only in awe of power and scoffs at ghosts and gods.

A group of people galloped their horses into the mountain, Hong Han smiled disinterestedly, and commented unceremoniously: "Moving to the east, heh heh. If the ancestors of these people knew that their descendants were so unworthy, they would probably leave Climb out of the grave angrily!"

After walking for a while, a lonely bluestone workshop appeared on the hillside, which seemed to be the old mountain gate.When I got closer, I found that there were still many big stones scattered in the tall grass on the ground, which vaguely belonged to the old road, and there were also animal-shaped stone carvings on both sides, but it was abandoned for a long time.There is only one ashlar standing beside the stone square, which is still standing neatly.Hong Han pushed aside the long grass with his horsewhip, but he saw it was a stone tablet. The inscriptions were all in complicated ancient style, and he could read a few words while jumping.

After all, Uncle Thirteen was more mature and prudent, and persuaded: "General, there is the imperial tomb inside, I'm afraid it's not good to enter rashly."

"It's not my ancestor, what am I afraid of?" Hong Han snorted.

"Someone is worshiping the ancestors inside, we didn't expect them to trespass..." The ancestor worship messenger came from the sky, and they walked together, and they left not long ago.Compared to Xi Yanbo's fully armed cavalry team, the opponent is just a carriage with a few guards, how can we stop them from going up the mountain?

"What are you afraid of! This place is thousands of miles away from the capital of heaven, and the capital has been moved for hundreds of years. The emperor doesn't want this land anymore, so how can he control us?" Honghan whistled, and rode his horse into the mountain first.

A group of more than a dozen people, all wearing armor and wearing bright red cloaks, beat their horses and swung their whips, in a full-bodied manner.

This Qi mountain is very strange, the animals are all stupid and clumsy, and hunting is very easy.It seems that hunting has been banned here for many years, and wild animals are not afraid of people, and they don't know how to avoid them at all.After walking for a while, everyone's saddles were covered with pheasants and hares.It's a pity that there are only these small things, and I have never seen a big one.

Honghan rode his horse deeper and deeper, and unknowingly he had turned over two or three hills, and finally he saw a deer.

The deer was drinking water by the side of the mountain stream. Hearing the movement, he raised his head to wait and see. When he saw the horses and people coming, he did not run away in panic, but only looked at them curiously with clear eyes.

Hong Han smiled disdainfully, thinking that he could roast venison tonight.He relaxed his body, let the horse pace slowly, casually took the bow and arrow from his back, pulled the bow as if unintentionally, raised his hand, and shot an arrow without mercy.

However, there was only a whoosh, and the arrow pierced the shoal, causing a spray of water.

The deer was startled, and escaped into the forest in the blink of an eye.

All the guards gave a 'huh' in unison, unable to believe what they saw.There was only a mountain stream, but a distance of more than twenty steps, even for an ordinary hunter, the deer would never be able to escape.Besides, who is Hong Han? He has been to Xihuang since he was 15 years old, and has been honed in the army for many years. He is invincible with iron spears and unparalleled in archery.The arrow missed so much!

Honghan rode his horse across the stream, swung his whip to roll up the arrow, but saw an obvious mark on the hard shaft of the arrow, and a small pine cone floating in the water beside him.He looked at the lush forest, and the deer had long since disappeared.

"Chase!"

More than a dozen guards immediately surrounded the mountain forest, before they could, they saw the deer fleeing in panic in the forest, the guards only shouted and intercepted, leaving the general to hunt the deer himself.

Honghan draws his bow and shoots the arrow, while paying attention.Sure enough, two arrows in a row either hit the deer's feet, or almost hit the tree.The moment the third arrow was released, Hong Han felt something in his heart, raised his bow and shot towards the dense forest in front left.

The arrow disappeared into the forest without a sound, neither the sound of entering the wood nor the sound of flying away.

"General, this forest is weird." Uncle Thirteen approached, looking around very vigilantly.

Hong Han snorted and said, "I never believed in the theory of gods and monsters. Let's find out who wouldn't allow this general to hunt here!" His voice was loud, and he deliberately wanted the other party to hear him.

There was silence in the forest.

After a while, a voice replied from the forest: "Mount Qi is the land of the royal family, hunting is prohibited. Everyone, please go down the mountain." The voice was a young man, with a soft tone, but with a kind of indifference of being out of the world .

"The land of the royal family?" Hong Han pouted and sneered, "Where is the land of the royal family other than Tiandu? We want to go hunting here, how do you treat it?"

Lin Zhong didn't answer for a moment, not sure if he couldn't answer or what.Then, between the bright and dark branches and leaves, a person slowly walked out.He looked very young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a calm complexion, wearing a simple blue shirt, walking silently among the dead branches and leaves on the ground.

Hong Han raised his eyebrows slightly, a person who can settle silently among dead branches must be a master, and such a young master must be very vigilant, but the first thought in his mind was: this person is so clean, as clean as transparent of.

The young man held an arrow in his hand, which was exactly the one that Hong Han shot into the forest just now, but what attracted everyone's attention was the striking brand on the back of his hand that could not be ignored - this was a slave.

The young man looked at Hong Han, then at the guards, his eyes glanced at the many wild animals beside the saddle, and he sighed sadly: "You guys have already harvested a lot, why don't you go down the mountain here. These prey can be taken away by yourself, and don't come back again." Already." His tone was gentle, if it wasn't for the flat tone, it was simply persuasive.

The guard flicked the whip in the air, and shouted: "Bold slave! Uncle Xi Yan is visiting, hurry up and inform your master!"

But the young man showed doubts: "Uncle Xi Yan?" It seems that he has never heard of this title.

The guards were immediately annoyed.

It's no wonder that this young man is ignorant and ignorant, but the title of Xiyan has never existed before.

Xiyan was not considered a country at first, but a deserted city in the western region, where Qiang and Rong lived together, and bandits were infested. In the past ten years or so, it was gradually taken over by the Hong family and called itself Yan Kingdom.Catch up with the Wuhou rebellion last year, the emperor issued an edict ordering the princes to fight the rebellion.Honghan, the new king, yearned for the Central Plains very much, so he brought 2000 people into the customs, mixed with the 10,000+ people in the counter-insurgency army, and became acquainted.The Son of Heaven is generous, and after the war, he was granted the title of Bojun in a convenient way-this is justified.It's just the orthodox princes of the Central Plains, and no one takes them seriously.

When Hong Han raised his hand, he stopped everyone from shouting and cursing.His bodyguards were all in mixed clothes, only the red cloak clearly showed their identities, but they were all strictly prohibited, and they all looked at the lord.Hong Han licked his lips, laughed, and said politely, "Is your master on the mountain?"

After thinking about it, the young man slowly shook his head.I don't know what to think about this simple question.

"It's okay." Honghan casually took out the last five remaining arrows from his quiver, "I just took a tour of the Central Plains. According to the rules of your Central Plains, hunting other people's slaves is not a big deal. If it's a big deal, give me some Compensation is enough." As soon as he raised his arm, all five arrows were placed on the bow, aiming at the young man in Tsing Yi, his eyes suddenly sharpened.

It was only then that the young man was hiding in the dense forest and stopped him from hunting deer several times.If you guessed right, this is the person who stayed in Qishan to guard the imperial mausoleum.Honghan is very interested in someone who can deflect his own arrow with just a pine cone.

The boy didn't even blink his eyelashes, as if he wasn't pointed at by the sharp arrow.He looked at Honghan quietly, his eyes were clear, and his voice was still calm: "Qi Mountain is bounded by the mountain gate, and above it is the land of the royal family. It should not be so noisy, and hunting is not allowed." His eyes swept over the other's arrow "The arrows are exhausted, please go down the mountain."

His voice was not loud, and he had a gentle and reassuring demeanor.Hong Han was only twenty or thirty steps away, so he could hear clearly.But how can there be any reason to let go of the things he likes so easily?Honghan's eyes showed a cold light, he didn't know how to measure, he drew his bow fully, and loosened his fingers.What he used was a rare hard bow made of iron, with yak tendons on it, and what he used was the unique skill of shooting five arrows in salvo, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

All the guards gasped, secretly thinking that it's a pity, the general is already murderous, and the young slave will be seriously injured if he doesn't die.

The distance between the two was no more than twenty or thirty steps, but there was no sound of arrows entering the body between the lightning and flint.

Four arrows flew past the boy's left and right shoulders and the corners of his clothes, creating a gust of wind.The boy didn't move at all - no matter which way he moved, he would hit an arrow.However, if he doesn't move, although he won't be hurt by those four arrows, he will be pierced by the middle one!

If you move, you will be seriously injured.

If you don't move, you will die.

The arrow stopped at his heart, to be precise, it was an inch away from the heart—it was held by a hand—and there was a clear slave brand on the back of that hand.Only now did everyone see clearly that it was a totem of a firebird about to fly, which was the symbol of the royal family.

As expected, he was the royal family who stayed in Qishan to guard the imperial tomb.

The arrow was very powerful, and after being held, it still struggled forward in his hand for a while, and barely stopped when it touched his clothes.

The young man frowned slightly and looked at his palm, then at the arrow.His palm was scratched by the arrow shaft.The arrowhead of that arrow is made of fine iron, and there is also a cutting edge on the side, trying to kill the enemy. Even the shaft of the arrow is engraved with deep marks, for the purpose of being fast and stable in flight, and it can also have the effect of bleeding after stabbing the enemy.There are no such ferocious arrows in the Central Plains.

The young man frowned slightly, and gently placed the arrow on the stone beside him.He nodded to everyone, still speaking in a gentle tone, without any anger, like a good-tempered person comforting a naughty child. "Go down the mountain when you run out of arrows. Don't come to Qi Mountain to hunt again." After leaving this sentence, the boy disappeared into the forest.

Uncle Thirteen stepped forward to pick up the arrow and handed it to Hong Han. "General..."

There were traces of blood on the shaft of the arrow. The rough shaft of the arrow cut through the young man's hand, but he caught it lightly with his empty hand.Hong Han licked the blood on the shaft of the arrow, looked at the forest where the boy disappeared, and smiled slantingly, with a wild look in his eyes: "Go, go down the mountain!"