Under the rainy night, the pure grassland people cannot understand the magic of the Central Plains martial arts, but they understand what a miracle from heaven is!
The clouds above our heads overlap and gather above the clan leaders. Isn't this the sign of the righteousness of heaven and earth?
For a moment, the men and women of the Aji tribe knelt down and shouted for the blessing of the moon god.
At first, I was worried that the clan leader would bet the entire clan, but now I no longer have any worries.
The clan leader can lead them to defeat the Jieli tribe once in the grassland, and can defeat the Jieli tribe a second time in Chang'an City.
Aling stepped forward and held an umbrella for the clan leader.
"Chief, it's getting late. Let's take a rest early to recuperate for tomorrow's battle."
Bai Song shook his head, stood quietly, thinking about one thing, and asked slowly: "If you just win the duel, can you truly win over the entire Jieli clan?"
A Ling didn't answer, but frowned.
Seeing this expression, Bai Song understood clearly.
If you kill a Prince Jieli, there will be another Prince Jieli.
The Jieli tribe will surrender, but will not be convinced. Maybe the same problem will arise again in a few days, and the whole thing will not be as simple as Bai Song thought.
A duel, a scene, what is the way to break the situation?
Can it alleviate the public anger in Chang'an, cancel the princess's engagement, and eliminate Jieli Khan's hatred for losing his son?
During the Bai Song Dynasty, I looked up at the sky and looked at the moon. There was only a little bit of fluorescence in the rainy night, as if the chance was slim.
Bai Song turned around and took out the saber he had carried with him for a long time.
This is the sword of the Turks, the wolf girl from the Twelve Heavenly Wolves of the Royal Court.
This is a woman's knife, and it should be given to women.
Bai Song gave it to A Ling as a way to put it to good use.
"You go ahead, there will be a battle tomorrow, and I have to prepare for it tonight."
Ah Ling listened, nodded, and carefully put away the scimitar given by the clan leader.
Bai Song returned to the hall and led Qing'er into the inner room.
Qing'er saw the shocking scene shown by Bai Song, and her heart was surging, but she had felt this energy before, and seeing no one around, she impatiently asked: "This belongs to Grandmaster Xu Hua..."
"Where's Sword Thirteen? I need him now!"
"Young Master possesses the True Qi of Guiyi, and no one in the world can defeat him, so why do you need Thirteen Swords?"
Qing'er didn't know the details of Bai Song's journey, let alone Bai Song's real strength. Taking this opportunity, Bai Song just gave Qing'er a thorough explanation.
"I only have internal power, but I don't know any moves. Although my internal power is strong, I can only use it one-tenth of the time. Tomorrow's battle, I want some pointers from Jian Shisan. Even if I just learned it temporarily, I have to secretly practice one and a half moves.
Mode."
Qing'er's heart that had just been relieved suddenly started to worry again: "You, you, you didn't tell me earlier, why are you so reckless!"
After that, he left Bai Song and went out to summons.
…
The Jieli clan returned, and everyone on the way laughed wildly.
When the Jieli tribe and the Aji tribe parted, the Ashe tribe leader reminded him even though he was in the rain: "Prince, the Han tribe leader has repeatedly performed extraordinary feats and won the trust of the Aji tribe step by step. He is by no means a simple person. I
I think the prince should be careful in the battle tomorrow."
"Hahaha, I will treat tomorrow's battle as nothing more than child's play. I will take full responsibility for the revenge of my eldest brother and the Heavenly Wolf! When the time comes, I will share the responsibility of cutting that Han man into thousands of pieces, and those traitors of the Aji tribe will also be killed one by one.
Throw them into the lake to feed the fish. As for those Aji women, they are all really beautiful. When I have had enough fun, I will torture them to death one by one."
Chief Ashe frowned slightly, not knowing what to say.
After the leader of the Ash clan left, Jieli Khan gave a serious reminder: "Although my son is brave, the Han people often say that a proud soldier will be defeated. Tomorrow's battle must not be too relaxed. We must deal with it well. This is not only revenge, but also
As for us to seize power from the Aji tribe and win tomorrow's duel, we will have the right to ask the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to take back the canonization of Xingchen Khan. I believe that the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty will also respect our traditions."
"Don't worry, father, I won't take things lightly like my elder brother."
"That's good."
The team was about to return to their own courtyard when a Jieli tribesman reported from behind: "Prince, there is a woman from the Aji tribe coming behind."
Is there an Aji woman here?
These words instantly attracted everyone's attention, and they all stopped and looked back.
The Aji tribe is the most prolific among the Turkic tribes with beauties. Every woman of the Aji tribe is the dream lover of a man on the grassland. Seeing a young girl from the Aji tribe standing alone in the rain, everyone showed greedy expressions.
look.
Prince Jieli was stunned and thought to himself, isn't this the little girl who was shouting in the Aji clan hall earlier?
Why is she here?
Prince Jieli's eyes fell on the girl, and it was none other than A Ling who left quietly after bidding farewell to Bai Song.
"What are you doing? The little girl wants to imitate the head of the family and commit suicide? Let me tell you, I will not show mercy."
"Come here with me! I have something to tell you!"
A Ling hooked her little hand and stabbed Prince Jieli's heart.
The way the little hands are hooked and the eyebrows are like torches makes people feel itchy.
This action was unusual, and a group of Jieli men all laughed evilly.
Prince Jieli also had a wicked smile on his face, muttering as he walked: "I want to see what a little skinny girl can do?"
As he said this, he walked up to Aling and touched Aling's ass with a big hand.
Little Aling didn't have any unnecessary emotions. She walked all the way and soon took Prince Jieli to the deserted lake.
"Well, I want to follow the prince. Will the prince treat me favorably tomorrow?"
Prince Jieli was stunned again, but then he understood and laughed: "Hahaha... Xiaonizi really understands the current affairs, and she chose to surrender so quickly?"
"Of course, anyone with a discerning eye knows that there is no one who can be the prince's opponent. To fight with the prince in a duel is not to seek death. I am a woman with nothing to rely on. I just want to find a trustworthy man to follow. If the prince doesn't dislike it..."
"I don't dislike it, of course I don't dislike it! But how can you prove that you are not a craftsman?"
A Ling took out the machete and offered it with both hands: "This is the sword that originally belonged to the Twelve Heavenly Wolves of the Royal Court. It fell into the hands of a Han man and I stole it from him quietly. In fact... I have liked the prince for a long time.
I don’t want anything to happen to the prince in tomorrow’s duel, so I hide this knife on my body. If there is an emergency on the duel field tomorrow, it may be able to save the prince’s life.”
Prince Jieli was displeased when he heard this and became angry. He grabbed A Ling by the collar, glared at her and asked, "Do you think I will lose?"
"No, no... I'm just worried about the prince's safety! Besides, that Han man has done great things many times and has some abilities. I don't want the prince to take it lightly. Do you know how to be compassionate? Can you tell that people care about you?
"
Prince Jieli scratched his head, his expression gradually softened, and he snorted: "Okay, okay, everyone tells me to be careful. If I know, I will be careful, and I will never capsize in the gutter like my elder brother!"
"That's pretty much it!"
As she spoke, A-ling knelt down and inserted the scimitar into Prince Jieli's boots, and warned her again: "Remember, don't worry about your face in times of crisis. People don't want to see you before they become yours."
Turned into a ghost."
Prince Jieli was greatly surprised. There was no woman who was not afraid of him. Today, he met a beautiful girl who leaned against her and cared about him so much. It was rare for a rough man to be touched.
The girl handed over the dagger and turned around.
Prince Jieli took out his dagger and looked at it, feeling pleased with himself.
When Prince Jieli returned to the team, the tribesmen all laughed and asked what was going on. How could the prince say anything, and sent everyone to his father's side.
Jieli Khan asked: "What's going on?"
"Huh, then the Aji tribe are not all fools. There is a young lady who is eager to show her loyalty."
"Profess loyalty? Don't be gullible."
"It doesn't matter, that woman is not a fool, she is very smart!"
…
In the middle of the night, the rain stopped and the moon came out. In the small courtyard, a woman wearing a shawl stood in the corner of the courtyard, with her hands folded across her chest and her eyes wide open despite being sleepy.
If there is a battle tomorrow, it will make people uneasy.
Qing'er couldn't figure out what Jian Shisan could teach Bai Song in this night.
In the small courtyard, Bai Song was sitting cross-legged on the futon like a well-behaved student. Not far away, Jian Shisan was pacing back and forth with a long sword in his hand.
"Martial arts are divided into three categories. The first relies on learning, the second relies on practice, and the third relies on understanding. The so-called moves are nothing more than ways to adapt to the enemy. The methods born from understanding are the best choices. And the understanding must have roots. The so-called moves
The root is the foundation of a warrior's inner strength. You have vast power and a deep foundation. If you want to achieve success in learning in a short period of time, having some enlightenment is the key."
As he spoke, Jian Shisan crossed his sword across his chest and suddenly raised his sword to strike down!
This is a movement, and then suddenly retracts to maintain the previous horizontal sword movement.
Jian Shisan was so fast that Bai Song was stunned.
Although the sword was beautiful just now, it was just beautiful. To be precise, Bai Song didn't understand what the other party was doing. He was a little confused and didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of his true energy.
Bai Song rubbed his eyes, feeling that he had missed something.
But I heard Jian Shisan say calmly: "This is the first sword."
Then he said: "The second sword!"
call!
It was the downward slashing action just now, and it instantly returned to the horizontal sword action.
Still nothing extra was discovered.
This time Bai Song didn't think Jian Shisan's movements were beautiful, but rather stupid, and he didn't even know what he was doing.
If Jian Shisan hadn't been teaching kung fu in front of him, Bai Song would probably have thought that someone was deliberately being weird.
"Um...is there any difference between this second sword and the first sword?"
Jian Shisan did not answer, but kept moving and said: "Look at the third sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Shisan slashed with his sword again. The movement and speed were exactly the same as the first two moves, but the difference was that there was an invisible air wave!
The tip of the sword pointed at the ground, and the green bricks on the ground exploded inch by inch, with a loud clang, moss and sand flying from the seams of the bricks, splashing Bai Song's face, and the cracked image moved forward along the ground to the eaves door.
column!
There were several shocking cracks on the red-painted pillar that the two hugged, and a large piece of the red paint on it fell off. It felt like the whole house was about to collapse.
Bai Song stood up in shock and wiped the sand from his face: "This, this, this... what? Why is the third sword different?"
Jian Shisan put away his sword and said calmly: "Practice these three swords tonight, and tomorrow you can kill Turks with one sword."