Twilight War

Chapter60 Kings' Feast

The feast of kings, with blood as wine and bones as food.

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The yellow sand of the Western Regions is swept by the sound of eggplant flutes, and the pavilions and caves in the ancient sites are overflowing. The thin veil is rolled up by the hot wind, and the camel bells of the 36 countries are ringing in the wind and sand.

In the lonely city in the desert, the kings gather together.

Queen Isabel of the Vana Empire has already taken her seat, and Brunhilde is standing behind her, wearing a red and white military uniform, handsome and handsome.

Isabelle is wearing a military uniform-style dress today, and a short white cape with a red border is buckled on her right shoulder with a two-tone rose silver ornament.She wears elegant and beautiful silk gloves, which are intricately embroidered with white roses and covered with lace woven into Annie flowers.

Patriarch Huangxuan sat across from her, and beside him was Si Tianming in a blue shirt.

Si Tianming still looked like an old god, with his hands in his sleeves and the string of copper coins dangling around his body.

In addition, there are three dead soldiers of the Huangxuan family, dressed in black strong clothes, wearing a black forehead belt, and the inverse double sword emblem formed by blood in the center, like blood seeping into the ink.

Patriarch Huangxuan was dressed in plain white, and his peach blossom eyes were sharp like knives.

Although Lie Jiaomi is the owner of Kunmo of Wusun Kingdom, he sat down at the bottom. Patriarch Huangxuan raised his head and glanced at Lie Jiaomi lightly. His fingers were exposed to Patriarch Huangxuan.

The sound of iron boots stepping on the stone steps came from outside the Wusun Kingdom Hall, uniform, like thunder.

A hundred soldiers of the Arthur Empire marched neatly and quickly lined up on both sides of the stone steps. Every 1.1 meters, Arthur soldiers in white uniforms looked dignified, like steel.

All the soldiers put their long swords on the ground and looked ahead.

The Arthur Empire is considered a third party in this peace negotiation, so only the Arthur Empire has the right to station soldiers outside the hall, and the soldiers of the Vana Empire and the dead soldiers of Huangxuan can only line up at a distance of a hundred meters.

And in order to prevent assassination, all people cannot be equipped with guns.

Wearing a white cloak, wearing a stiff Arthurian military uniform, and knee-high riding boots wrapped in slender legs, Vihipel slowly walked up the stone steps from the formation, and the Arthur soldiers lined up on both sides of the stone steps will Put your fists on your chest in salute.

Weier and Tang De and four other Templars followed behind him.

The desert wind of the Western Regions rustled his white cloak, and his long silver hair was tied up with brocade.He seemed to be a white emperor walking out of Niflheim, cold and chilling.

Vehipel walked directly to the upper part of the hall, and Weier and Tang De stood behind him. Weier still had a serious look, and his iron-gray eyes were cold and hard.

Tang De looked at the Queen and Patriarch Huangxuan with the corners of their mouths raised and smiled, a bit cynical.

Seeing that everyone was present, Lie Jiaomi, who was the host, clapped his hands.

Dozens of naked-footed dancers from the Western Regions appeared gracefully on stage, but most of the people present, except Lie Jiaomi, obviously had no interest in this kind of opening, and just let those good-looking dancers from the Western Regions dance Hu Xuanwu.

Sandalwood is burning in the auspicious beast copper stove, and gray smoke permeates the red silk skirt of the dancing girl in bursts. The barefoot dancing girl steps on the smoke, hooks her feet and lifts her legs, making her enchanting.The corners of their mouths are smiling, a bit of bliss in the Dunhuang murals.

Dresses fluttered and scarves fluttered.

Through the fluttering belts of those dancers from the Western Regions, Patriarch Huangxuan, who was drinking the fine wine in the luminous glass with his head down, looked up at Isabel. Isabel noticed his gaze, and looked back at him with the corners of her mouth curled up.

Patriarch Huangxuan turned his head and glanced at Si Tianming, but Si Tianming was quite happy to watch those dancers from the Western Regions gracefully, clasping the iron fan on his hand and knocking.

Patriarch Huangxuan looked at him with a relaxed look, and asked him, "Fortune teller, can you tell if today's luck is good?"

Si Tianming pretended to be mysterious and shook his fan in front of him, "Fate is unpredictable..."

"If it's easy to measure, then why did I work so hard to bring you here? If I can't even calculate the hexagrams, what use will I have you for?"

"It's bad luck, but it's also good luck." Si Tianming shook his head and looked at Patriarch Huangxuan, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he obviously had a handsome face of a nobleman, but he looked like a cheating Mr. Jiang Hu.

"What do you mean?"

"That's the only thing I can figure out." Si Tianming spread his hands and still looked at the dancers with slender waists, his eyes flickered, and he looked at her gracefully, "If you have the ability, you can calculate it yourself."

In the middle of the banquet, those dancers were still dancing those Dunhuang dance music, chic and elegant, and their clothes were full of fragrance.

The pipa rebounded, and Bao Chuan shook slightly.Gandharva, the god of Xiangjian, is holding a treasure and stepping in the smoke. Her body is scattered flowers and flying into the sky;

The two gods merged into one and became the later Feitian, also known as Sanhua Feitian and Jiyue Feitian.

All of a sudden, all the dancers from the Western Regions scattered like a tide, and the Dunhuang red streamers swayed like faded blood.Hu Jia's sound rang wildly, smoke filled the air, and golden sand made chaos.In an instant, there was only a beautiful dancer from the Western Regions left in the center of the hall. Her face was dignified, neither sad nor happy, joyless, like a Buddha without love or hate.

This is Feitian, the existence formed by the fusion of Gandharva, the god of Xiangjian, and Jinnara, the god of song and dance.

There is a little red lotus on the forehead, enchanting but quiet.

The red lotus enters the Buddha pond.

Patriarch Huangxuan, who had no interest in Western Region dance music, couldn't help but take a second look, no matter how beautiful those Western Region dancers were, none of them could compare to this Flying Dancer.

She lowered her eyes and lowered her eyebrows, she didn't look at the kings on the stage, and she didn't smile at the kings on the stage, she just didn't feel sad or happy, as if the kings on the stage were just ordinary people under her seat.

Compared with those graceful and enchanting dancers just now, she has something close to Buddha nature.

The pure land of the world, the prosperous singing and dancing, Tianzhu dance music, Hetian beautiful jade, and Loulan historic sites.Everything in this world was laid out in front of her, but she was neither sad nor happy, and remained unmoved.

With her movements, the copper bell made a simple knocking sound, and the red skirt fluttered.

Si Tianming was still knocking on his iron fan, "...beautiful, I never thought there would be such a woman in the Western Regions." Patriarch Huangxuan glared at him beside him, but he just shrugged his shoulders, not intending to look away at all.

"That's all." Patriarch Huangxuan twitched the corners of his lips, "The Western Regions are remote, so it seems that there are very few beauties."

"Yes, all the women in the Western Regions can't compare to my elder sister Huangxuan's mother." Si Tianming sighed, "Si Xuerou from Sichuan back then had nine swords in one hand, that's life is better than peach blossoms, Yan is better than Kyushu .”

"It's good to know." Patriarch Huangxuan lowered his head and took a sip of wine, his voice was hoarse, like a dead wood branch.

"It's a pity, this Si Xuerou has evil spirits in her life, and she is extremely savage, but no one dares to marry, and then she finally met a foolish boy. After coaxing and deceiving, she managed to trick that foolish boy into his hands, but in the end she was accidentally married That silly boy discovered his brutal nature, and he was so frightened that he ran away on his horse." Si Tianming shook the wine glass in his hand, "My sister chased after her with her dick and forced her to marry her. .That's when I got married."

"You!" Patriarch Huangxuan glared at Si Tianming in a low voice.

Si Tianming over there still looks like an old god, watching those dancers jumping around in the middle of the hall, thinking how these girls haven't been tripped by those streamers.

While looking at the dancing girls, he said as if in a trance: "Si Xuerou from Sichuan, marry Huangxuan in red."

The flying dancers dance as if they are tireless, and the sky is full of flowers.

In the end, she stopped suddenly, at the very center of the hall, her thumb and middle finger were touching and slowly hanging down on her chest, like a Buddha holding a flower.

The smoke dissipated, Hu Jia stopped.

Suddenly, she smiled at the inexplicable place, like a red lotus blooming enchantingly in the Buddha pond.

Her smiling face turned the Buddha sitting on the lotus into a mortal person floating in the pond of desire.

Everyone couldn't help but follow her gaze.

But there was nothing there but a dangling beaded curtain.

Lie Jiaomi chuckled again and waved to the dancers, and the dancers from the Western Regions walked obediently in front of each guest, with a smile on their lips, looking brightly at each other.

But their smiles were probably in vain. Before the dancer who walked up to Wisipel sat down, she was startled by the look in her eyes that Wisipel looked at her.

The dancing girl held her chest tremblingly and called out coquettishly, "Your Highness."

But Vehipel just looked up at her coldly, without disgust or disgust, just indifference, as if she was not worthy of any extra emotion from him.

His eyes were as indifferent as the icy sky above the Northern Territory. After seeing the dancing girl no longer approaching, he turned his head slowly, without even saying a word.

Patriarch Huangxuan and the dancers on Isabel's side were not much better either.As soon as the dancing girl approached Isabel, Brunhilde immediately pulled out the Sword of the Son from her hand.

But just as Si Tianming was about to reach out to meet the dancing girl, Patriarch Huangxuan's eyes glared at him, so he could only put down his hand resentfully.

Only Lie Jiaomi is surrounded by a circle of dancing girls, singing and singing, and fragrant.

And the dancing girl with the red lotus painted on her forehead just sat beside him vainly, without any flattering gestures, warming the wine beside Lie Jiaomi with a solemn expression.

It seemed that the enchanting smile just now was an illusion.

"Come here today for the purpose of peace talks." Wischpel said suddenly, holding a cold luminous cup in front of him, "Why don't you listen to Vaner's conditions first." Without any hypocrisy, he directly stated the banquet the goal of.

Obviously, Isabel and Patriarch Huangxuan also prefer to spend time on business, they have no interest in the dances performed by those dancers from the Western Regions.

Lie Jiaomi hugged the dancer beside him and looked at the other three.

Although he is the master, at this grand banquet of the kings, he is just a foil for the opening ceremony and serving the guests.

Isabel folded her hands with exquisite silk gloves, "I don't want to go into details about the grievances between the Huangxuan family and the Vana Empire. I came here to know whether the Huangxuan family wants to have sincere peace talks with the Vana Empire."

"The head of the family should know what the Vana Empire needs, the silver of the great abyss. For the kingdom of Donghuang, the silver of the great abyss is not precious. If the head of the family is sincere, we can..."

"The Kingdom of Donghuang does not lack the silver of the great abyss, but it will definitely not just give it to the Vana Empire." Si Tianming slapped the nine-bone iron fan on his hand and looked at Isabel and said, "I also want to know, the Vana Empire sincerity."

"We can talk about the specific price later, and I won't lose money to Patriarch Huangxuan." Isabel smiled, "Not only that, the Vana Empire can also..."

"This is the beginning... Do you want to talk about the next cooperation?"

Patriarch Huangxuan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said coldly, he has an awe-inspiring and beautiful face, but his voice is hoarse and dry, speaking in such a calm voice makes people feel like a cold snake crawling over him, "In the past What happened, just turn it over like this? The queen doesn't want to talk about past grievances, I think."

"The Vana Empire first launched a glorious expedition to the Kingdom of Donghuang because of the silver of the giant abyss, but the Huangxuan family also burned the silver city of the Vana Empire. If the loss is counted, the Vana Empire can far surpass the Kingdom of Donghuang. "Isabel gently held the hand of Brunnhild who was about to draw his sword behind him.

"I don't know how Her Majesty the Queen calculated it? In the battle you called the 'Glory Crusade', tens of thousands of Huangxuan family soldiers died in a bloody battle! Your Majesty remembers to count these tens of thousands of lives on the abacus Is it over?"

"Dozens of senior officers of the Vana Empire have also died. All the officers who participated in that expedition have been assassinated to death by the Patriarch's men. The Battle of Silver City caused the Vana Empire to lose thousands of people who were selected at various levels. soldiers, each of those soldiers has a rank of lieutenant or above!"

"Yes, I have already recovered the blood debts for the tens of thousands of dead soldiers." Patriarch Huangxuan said with the corners of his mouth pulled. His lips were extremely bright red, as if they were swallowing blood.

"But today! The person who killed the former Patriarch of Huangxuan, Huangxuanzhou, is still sitting here safely!!!"

Patriarch Huangxuan grinned like a maniac, the corners of his mouth were bright red, but somehow it made people feel hopeless.

He almost violently drew a sword from his side, the light of the sword was like water, and the chill was awe-inspiring.

Step by step, he walked to the center of the hall with the corner of his mouth raised, and slowly looked at the people in the hall.

First glanced at Wisipel, who seemed to have nothing to do with him, then Lie Jiaomi, and finally turned his head to look straight at Brunhilde behind Isabel.

"Blood crimes must be paid with blood!"

He was dressed in white, but he was not as chic as he used to be. He looked like a handsome young man, as if he was going to a funeral in sackcloth and filial piety.

He suddenly yelled this sentence, the momentum was overwhelming, and the clouds disappeared.

The dancers from the Western Regions were frightened by Patriarch Huangxuan's sudden anger, Lie Jiaomi quickly comforted the dancers who hid in his arms, but the flying dancer with a little red lotus on her forehead just poured wine .

"I've already set fire to Yincheng by the Huangxuan family and I'm no longer pursuing it, so why do you keep pushing me?" Isabel raised her head and said without fear.

"I never forced anyone, I just came to get back the blood of the Huangxuan family!"

"The blood of the Huangxuan family must be paid with blood!" He still looked straight at Brunhilde, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"I only hope to have a fair duel with the Valkyries of the Vana Empire." Patriarch Huangxuan held up the sword and said, "This sword belongs to my father. If I lose, you can take my life. My mother Uncle Tianming will take over the affairs of the Huangxuan family with full authority, and negotiate with you on my behalf."

Isabel glanced back at Brunhild, who nodded.

From its scabbard Brunhilde draws Durandal, the Sword of the Son; her sword has always fought for her Queen, and it does so today.

Patriarch Huangxuan looked at Brunhilde with a sneer.

"Today, I will lay down my plain clothes with your blood."

Only death can bring death to rest.

Today, he will pay homage to Huang Xuanri with the blood of the person who killed Huang Xuanri that day!

This is the feast of kings, with blood as wine and bones as food.