Looking back

As the caravan moved towards Mount Alborz, the assassins came more frequently, and the old man on the mountain, Huo Shan, became more and more famous in the local area, almost stopping children from crying at night.The first armed stronghold established by Huo Shan was the "Grizzly Nest" at the southern foot of Mount Alborz. Until many years after his death, the Griffin Nest was still the most important stronghold of the Assassins.

Times have changed. The Seljuk Empire, which regarded Huoshan as a religious heresy and frequently suppressed it, once captured Jerusalem, bordered China to the east, and captured the Byzantine emperor to the west. Now there are only a few relying on The small Seljuk Sultanate of Baghdad, Damascus and other city-states.This has nothing to do with the expansion of Mongolia. The Crusades and Assassin's assassination and erosion accelerated the disintegration of this behemoth, and the rise of Khwarazm gave the Seljuk Empire the last stab at its weak body.

Qazvin is a beautiful mountain city, and it is also the destination of the caravan. It is already deep winter, but when the area is the coldest, it rarely snows and freezes. Although the grass and trees along the way are bleak, it is not cold.After the caravan entered the city, many Jewish merchants came to check the goods, and they took over or sold them on the spot, or shipped them further west. Since the sultan of Qazvin surrendered to Mongolia early, they There was no doubt or disapproval in the city.

Since the Mongols flattened the capital of Khwarazmo and prepared to return to the dynasty, these small dynasties that had paid homage to Khwarazmo either voluntarily expressed their surrender, or chose to wait and see, temporarily retreating into a corner.The Holy See, which has always regarded the "pagans in the world as one family", has long misunderstood this mysterious oriental army as the comeback of the Jewish kingdom because of Mongolia's kind treatment of the Jews on the southern Russian grasslands, and has long shouted that it is incompatible with the pagans. Fortunately, they are far away from Mongolia and have no substantive contact.

The exiled Jews could finally return to the trade routes they had been forced to leave. Many merchants served the Mongolian princes and nobles and accepted asylum.However, the situation is still not optimistic for these Jewish merchants. The Mongolian army has been withdrawn for a long time. When the Khan dies, the princes and generals leading troops from all over the country will rush back to participate in the Khuriltai Conference, and they cannot maintain the safety of the trade route with enough troops.No matter how the Muslims and the Crusaders fight, they can always free up their hands to deal with the Jews who have been included in the opposing camp. However, no matter how fickle the Assassins are in their alliances, the Jews are always at the bottom of the food chain. It seems that If you don't plunder and kill, you will be sorry for Allah.

Most of the Mongolian nobles had income from the caravans, and the frequent disasters of the caravans made the Mongols, who had never intervened in religious disputes, also feel dissatisfied.Yang Kang's brain made up the reason roughly as follows: If you don't have eyes and always rob my caravan, so what if this torch originally belonged to you?However, if I got it, it will not be returned to the original owner, and I will hand it over to your deadly enemy.

After loading and unloading the goods, the real task of this trip has to be handed over.Yang Kang needed to take the Holy Fire Order to the tents on the outskirts of the city. He took his bodyguard along with him. After walking about a mile out of the city, he saw a wide river valley surrounded by sparse woodland, and dozens of tents stood on the flat ground.

The smaller tents around are covered with local specialty blankets, and the largest one in the middle is covered with pure white wool felt, which is a symbol of status and respect.Meilijiali jumped up for joy when they saw the tent, and even ignored the female officer sent to escort them, and ran to the tent, yelling something.Seeing this, Yang Kang was [-]% certain in his heart, and strode towards the tent with the guides.

Walking to the front of the tent, someone opened the felt curtains, the tent is very spacious, like a small conference hall, as soon as you enter, you will be greeted with warm fragrance and whispers.I saw a red gold and colorful incense burner in the tent, burning ambergris and frankincense with a Central Asian style, and two men in white clothes were sitting on the main seat. Meili and Jiali were already standing in front of one of them, laughing and talking non-stop.

The figure of that person was mostly blocked by Meili and Jiali, but Yang Kang was relieved when he saw his heart. He walked forward and said with a smile, "I said, do you still plan to pay the fee for being a nanny?" Huazheng had already stood up, jumped off the footsteps in front of the chair, and laughed out loud when he heard him say this, "I haven't asked you to hire child labor wages yet."

I saw that she was wearing a desert-style robe and Persian-style wide bloomers. The white satin had light golden dark patterns, and the beautiful pattern of jewels and embroidery on the neckline was shining brightly, which was different from other people in white robes in the tent. , instead of wearing a scarf on her head, she braided her hair and hung it over her shoulders.

There were quite a lot of people in the tent, besides Huazheng's maid guard, there were also many people in white robes standing behind another sitting person, Yang Kang reminded, "Such a grandiose repudiation, don't be afraid of shame!" Huazheng thought Yes, I looked back at the guest who was sitting opposite me just now, and saw that the other party was still sitting upright drinking tea, with a dignified demeanor, "It's okay, she doesn't understand, the interpreter is my person, and I won't talk nonsense."

At this time, Yang Kang saw a few red flames embroidered on the white robes of those people. This kind of totem worship is the symbol of the Manicheans known as Zoroastrians, so he asked, "Manichaeans? Could it be the head of the Persian Ming Cult?" People from the altar?" Huazheng nodded, pulled him back to his seat, pointed at the white-robed man, and said, "She is the saint of the Persian Ming religion."

The Mingjiao saint's body was completely covered by a loose white robe, and her hair was wrapped in a veil, revealing only a beautiful face. Her expression was calm and her age could not be discerned. Persian.Persians are white-skinned and blue-eyed Aryans, with tall noses, blue eyes, and clear-cut faces, which can be distinguished from brown-skinned Arabs and Turks at a glance.

The Mingjiao saint girl listened to the translator's words with a smile on her face, nodded to Yang Kang and said, "Hestia."

Yang Kang returned the courtesy, "Yang Kang."

After Hestia said something in Persian, Huazheng turned to Yang Kang and asked, "Where's the thing?"

He kept the torch order in his lapel and wrapped it with a few pieces of muslin. He was used to the heavy weight along the way.Yang Kang took out the crumpled and ugly cloth bag in his arms, and said with a smile, "Why is the handover so simple? Don't you want to have a gorgeous ceremony? Arrange some ribbon-cutting or something?"

Huazheng motioned him to put the torch order on the square table with colorful carvings in the middle, and instead of going up to watch it, he backed away step by step, saying, "It must be enough for the pomp, we have to arrange it ourselves." ?”

Seeing that she was on guard, Yang Kang slowly spread out the cloth, revealing two stacks of torch orders, and removed them one by one to form a row.At this moment, there was a sudden loud wind blowing overhead, and the skylight on the tent was instantly covered by black shadows. Yang Kang had been prepared, and swiped the scabbard with one hand to sweep the top of his head. Throwing it back on him like a flint.

He didn't care much about this thing, he just wanted to use it to attract the attention of the enemy, so as not to hurt others, and as expected, following his movements, three more figures rushed towards him.Seeing through their martial arts methods, Yang Kang turned over and passed through the gaps in the arms of several people, and then turned around and smashed three scabbards on the backs of several people one after another. , the enemy passed out with a muffled sound.

As soon as the man fell to the ground, several maids who were still serving tea and water suddenly flashed in front of him and covered the man's mouth and nose with a white cloth, then tied the assassin with a rope he didn't know where and kicked him into a corner. A set of movements coordinated tacitly and smoothly, enough to make even the most skilled kidnapper feel ashamed.As for the bodyguards waiting outside the tent, they fought a lot with Assassin assassins along the way, and they fought with the assassins attacking outside without saying a word.

For the time being, Yang Kang did not think about where the entanglement between the Assassins and the Manichaeism came from. He only remembered that this is a faction that started from assassination and terrorism, and he would not mind adding a Mongolian to his credit book. A direct princess and a Mingjiao saint.If you guessed right, the old man in the mountain should have sent more than one group of troops, one group went to intercept the caravan, and the other group followed Hestia. If the former failed, they would take it away from the Mingjiao saint Holy Fire Order.

Among them, people were also sent to take action at the juncture of handing over the torch order. If they could kill three birds with one stone and deal with the high-ranking figures of two powerful forces at the same time, it would greatly enhance the prestige of the old man in the mountains in the hearts of the world.At this time, there were about fifty assassins who rushed into the account, all wearing yellow robes that were the same color as the desert, most of them came towards Yang Kang, while the rest rushed towards Hestia and Huazheng without hesitation.

The people brought by Hestia also pulled out their weapons from under their robes, and fought with the assassins of the Assassins. They seemed to be familiar with each other's martial arts, and they killed inextricably. Hestia was not just a beautiful vase, especially she had the most fun killing, and in the blink of an eye, there were already four or five corpses lying under her feet.The people around Huazheng were very cautious, and they didn't engage in unnecessary emotional disputes. They just protected her, and Yang Kang tried to lure the other assassins away as much as possible.

The smell of blood in the air became more and more intense, the delicate patterns on the woven velvet carpet were covered by the blood of the big beach, the silverware full of wine was tilted to and fro, and the wine stains splashed on the snow-white felt wall.Most of the people who attacked soon fell down, and the remaining people knew that the mission was impossible to succeed, but they still refused to retreat, and continued to attack the target like moths flying to the flame.When the last assassin was left, the man yelled, stuck the scimitar in his hand into his chest, fell to the ground and died.

Soon someone came in to count the corpses and unconscious people, and the guards surrounding Huazheng also dispersed, and she was unscathed, with three female personal guards standing beside her.Beautiful beauties are naturally among them, and another person is holding a hazy silver gauze in his hand. Yang Kang moved his eyes away from the unusual weapon, and when he looked up at the person, he realized that the woman had peach cheeks and almond eyes, which she hadn't seen for many years. When I saw Li Mochou, she was mixed among many maids with martial arts skills, so she missed it.

Seeing him looking at her, Li Mochou smiled coquettishly, her beautiful eyes looked forward, "Senior sister, look at him, his eyes are dishonest." Huazheng knew she was joking, so he responded with a smile, "If it is really dishonest, go dig It's his eyes."

After she finished speaking, she gave an order loudly, "This place is dirty and messy, I have neglected the guests, let's go to the side for the time being." Meili Jiali seemed very reluctant among the many corpses, and she was relieved to hear that she could leave, but Li Mochou looked calm , as if the blood under the feet did not exist.Several of Hestia's subordinates were seriously injured and were taken out for treatment. She also went to check on the injuries, and the rest of the congregation were invited to rest. one.

After arranging the inspection, the two went to the place where some prisoners were held, only to see that the assassins who had been knocked unconscious were tied up, their jaws were removed and a cloth ball was stuffed in their mouths.

Huazheng rolled the eyelids of several people thousands of times, and said in a low voice, "Still unconscious."

"A special anesthetic?"

"Ah."

After she answered, the two were silent for a while.Huazheng said, "To be honest, I really don't like torture."

"What do you want to ask?"

"Where is the lair?"

This is reasonable, Yang Kang turned to look at her, saw her eyes drooping, and sighed again, "Are you wondering why the assassins they sent would commit suicide without hesitation?"

Yang Kang nodded slightly, and Hua Zheng whispered, "According to the legend of the Yitian era, Huo Shan, the old man in the mountains, is not only a terrorist leader, but also has superb martial arts skills. The Persian Mingjiao, Zhang Wuji learned it and put it to great use. Moreover, their assassination techniques are also proficient, which is not due to simple brainwashing. They let devout young people eat marijuana and take them to the valley. The garden, when they wake up, they think they are in heaven, with flowers and mountain springs, endless food and wine, and beautiful maidens serving them. After they eat marijuana again, after another coma, they will return to the original place after waking up The old man in the mountain will send someone to tell them that it is the paradise that will ascend after death. In order to return to the paradise of Allah, these people will not hesitate to travel all over the world and complete the mission of assassination. No matter what kind of torture, they can face it with a smile. Because they believe that death is just a shortcut to transcend to the world of ultimate bliss."

The author has something to say: there is no message in the last chapter, so roll~~~555555555~~~~

Thank you classmate AA for the grenade, which suddenly made my Overlord vote ranking increase by more than 2000. Anyway, I feel a little ashamed to say that I have been swaying after [-].Thank you very much, spent~