Seeing that Liu Ziqiu didn't respond, Lin Qiaoer felt even more uneasy. She had to grit her teeth, lowered her head, and kowtowed: "Go back to your Majesty, the man by the bonfire yesterday was the husband of the slave family. Today he sent someone to sneak it in secretly."
A note from the slave family. Ji Rentai mistakenly thought that the man was going to be rude to the slave family and cut off his right arm."
Liu Ziqiu nodded and finally spoke: "Since your old relationship is hard to break, Liu let you go, why didn't you go?"
"No, no." Lin Qiaoer waved her hands in panic and said, "The slave family only has hatred for him, no love. It's just, it's just..."
"Just nothing!"
"It's just that he said in the note that as long as the slave family does something for him, he will give the slave family a recipe that can cure Hu'er." Before Liu Ziqiu could ask again, Lin Qiaoer had already continued, "He gave the slave family a package of spices.
, tell the slave family to sprinkle a little bit every other way. The slave family knows that he wants to do harm to the king, but the slave family thinks that the king is powerful... Besides, he can cure Hu'er... so, the slave family just..."
After talking about it later, Lin Qiaoer was already a little incoherent.
Suddenly, Lin Qiaoer pulled out a short knife with force, held it above her head with both hands, and said loudly: "The slave family will avenge the kindness. If I can't see Princess Qianyu again, I ask the king to grant the slave family a death. The slave family has nothing to ask for. I just hope that the king can treat Hu'er well in the future.
.”
Jin Xiaohu cried loudly and rushed towards Lin Qiaoer again, but Lin Qiaoer cruelly pushed him away again. This was something unimaginable before.
However, Ji Rentai and the others were filled with shock. They drew out their scimitars one after another and shouted angrily. At the critical moment just now, Liu Ziqiu refused to leave them and escape alone. From that moment on, they had all made up their minds to fight for their lives in this life.
Follow Liu Ziqiu and never betray him. Now, a woman has betrayed Liu Ziqiu. At this moment, they want to chop Lin Qiaoer into pieces.
However, Liu Ziqiu slowly jumped off the horse and took the short knife from Lin Qiaoer's hand. It was a very ordinary hand-relieving knife, with a poplar wood handle and a calfskin sheath. It was not inlaid with gems and had no blood groove. It was just for daily use.
Used to cut mutton. In the Western Regions and Mobei, beef and mutton are their staple food, and almost everyone has a knife like this.
Lin Qiaoer couldn't help but feel nervous, her desperate eyes swept over Jin Xiaohu, but she quickly regained her composure, knelt straight on the snow, and said loudly: "The slave family should have committed suicide, but the slave family feels that it is not worthy. Please ask the king to do it with your own hands.
Take the slave family’s head and bear the hatred of King Xue!”
"Get up. Human heads are not leeks. Leeks can grow back if they are cut. But if a human head is cut off, it will never grow back." Liu Ziqiu suddenly pulled Lin Qiaoer up and said with a smile, "You want to spread the spices, when?"
You can’t pee, you have to find such a bad excuse. You didn’t drink water along the way, but you pee a lot, it’s fake at first glance!”
In fact, from the moment she told the truth, Lin Qiaoer was determined to die and put down the burden in her heart. However, Lin Qiaoer never expected that Liu Ziqiu not only pardoned her, but also spoke with ridicule. She was immediately ashamed and put on her pretty face.
His face turned red to the roots of his ears.
However, Ji Rentai and others still remained vigilant, and looked at Lin Qiaoer with extremely fierce eyes. It was not until Liu Ziqiu waved his hand that they took back their scimitars. However, if they wanted to restore their respect and even admiration for Lin Qiaoer as before, they only needed to
I'm afraid it won't be easy.
One mistake resulted in eternal hatred. Lin Qiaoer didn't care about regrets and hurriedly took out a small paper bag from her arms and said, "This is the spice that Jin Bo gave me."
Liu Ziqiu nodded and said: "Okay, just keep it. When I tell you to let it go, just let it go. Get on your horse and keep going!"
Although he didn’t know the reason, it was inevitable that the Xianbei people could find them by following the spices. Liu Ziqiu wanted to take advantage of his plan and lead them into that valley. They were destined not to return to Weiding City tonight, even if the Xianbei people
If you don't come, it will be much safer with three thousand troops guarding you.
…
The sun sets over the western mountains, and the sky is filled with red clouds. On the snow-covered wasteland, the scenery at dusk is the most charming. A large eagle falls from the sky and lands accurately on the shoulders of a knight. The human and the eagle merge into one, under the afterglow of the setting sun.
, as if wearing a golden coat. The big eagle cooed a few times, and the knight nodded repeatedly, took out a few pieces of dried meat from the leather bag under the saddle and stuffed it into the big eagle's mouth as a reward.
Beside the knight, a tall and thin man exclaimed: "People often say that the patriarch's golden eagle is the most understanding of human nature. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation. What's even more amazing is that the patriarch can actually communicate with this man.
The flat-haired beast is talking, Jin’s eyes have been opened today.”
The knight smiled and said: "This eagle was raised by Mengwuza since he was a child. Just like Mengwuza's family, it is not a lie to say that it is humane. The eagle can fly high and see far, so it can find
Liu Ziqiu’s whereabouts are not unusual. But Lord Jin was able to find him here, which impressed Mengwu Zha deeply!"
The tall and thin man waved his hand and said: "Jin's ability to find this place was purely accidental, just luck, luck, haha, haha..."
While he was talking, his eyes were aimed at the two golden hounds in front of him, with a rather proud look on his face. Nomadic tribes have the habit of hunting, and hounds are indispensable. But this tall, thin man is gentle and doesn't like hunting in the field.
I am deeply interested in the tracking ability of hounds. When these two hounds were young, they mixed a unique spice in their food. After several years of training, the hounds can still accurately find the location of the spice even from several miles away.
How could he not be proud of being able to come up with such a genius idea and put it into practice?
The knight carrying the eagle was none other than Meng Wuza, the leader of Shiwei, and the tall and thin man next to him was Jin Bo, Lin Qiaoer's husband. The two men stood side by side at the entrance of a valley. Behind them, six thousand cavalry were ready to go.
This time, they did not use bows and arrows, but each held their scimitars high, which shone coldly in the soft sunlight.
At this time, the black and strong Kled spurred his horse forward and said in a low voice: "Dad, what are you waiting for? Fight in!"
Before Meng Wu Zha could speak, Jin Bo said first: "The young patriarch is very brave. But Liu Ziqiu did not rush back to the city, but went in a big circle to come to this valley. It is really suspicious, so it is better to be cautious.
good."
Kled grinned and said, "I know why?"
"Oh? Why?"
Mengwu Zha knew Jin Bo's importance in front of Murong Fuyun, and was afraid that his son would not be able to explain clearly and offend this important minister, so he took the initiative to answer for his son: "My people met with them and found that Liu Ziqiu was seriously injured. He must have ridden."
We didn't have a fast horse, so we had to rest in this valley for one night, and we were worried about being discovered by us, so we deliberately went in circles, but it was just a trick to deceive the enemy."
During the battle at Niling, Meng Wu Zha really fell into the trap of suspecting the enemy, but he is still kept in the dark until now.
"Oh, he's injured! Jin said a long time ago that that guy is also made of flesh and blood, not a god. If he were a god, that guy's fingers wouldn't be worn out. Since he's made of flesh and blood, he can't be invulnerable.
No, he is indeed injured!" Jin Bo became obviously excited and asked repeatedly: "How did he get injured? Is there another group of people chasing them?"
Klie shook his head and said, "We don't know about this. It's just that our people came back to report that Liu Ziqiu seemed to have vomited blood."
When leaving the Tuoba tribe, Meng Wu Zha knew that Liu Ziqiu had only a dozen or so cavalry guards around him. A hero could not withstand a pack of wolves, and no matter how brave Liu Ziqiu was, he could not stop hundreds of Shiwei warriors. So he mobilized the three thousand young men in the clan to fight with the soldiers.
We divided into six groups to catch up, and as expected we were overtaken by one of them. We were about to finish the job, but we encountered an ambush.
According to those who fled back from defeat, the number of soldiers and horses that came to the rescue was about a thousand, but the news his Golden Eagle brought back was that there were only 500 people. Most of the time, Meng Wu Zha would rather believe in the Golden Eagle than to
He believed in his tribe. For various reasons, his tribe would sometimes lie about military information and exaggerate to avoid responsibility, but his golden eagle had always been loyal and would not hide anything from him.
"Ah!" In the team behind them, a tall and thin knight suddenly screamed, "Dad, brother, is he really vomiting blood?"
This knight didn't attract anyone's attention when she didn't speak, but when she spoke, she could tell that she was pretending to be a woman. Jin Bo looked at her with interest and said with a smile: "This is Miss Wuyun, right? What's so good about Liu Ziqiu?
?Don’t be obsessed with him. It’s not that Kim is bragging. Although Kim doesn’t have his brute strength, he is much stronger than him in other aspects!”
Mongwuzha hurriedly shouted, "Master Jin, are you ready to do anything?"
Although he knew that Jin Bo was the popular man in front of Murong Fuyun and believed that Murong Fuyun would eventually win, there were long rumors on the grassland about how Jin Bo treated his woman. He was simply a pervert among perverts. Mengwu Zha did not want that.
My daughter fell into the hands of such a person.
Jin Bo chuckled, no longer staring at the dark clouds, and pointed his riding whip towards the valley: "Then let's do it, clan leader, please go first!"
No matter whether there are five hundred or a thousand people in the valley, there are six thousand strong warriors on their side. With the crowd bullying the weak, there is nothing to hesitate. Mengwu Zha was not humble, and pulled the reins.
He shouted: "Okay! Kled, kill!"
Wuyun shouted anxiously: "Brother, you can't go, that's a great hero!"
"When brother kills him, he will be a great hero!" Kled was not willing to listen to her advice, so he galloped out early and waved his scimitar, "Young men, charge!"
"Dad, brother, go ahead and kill people. Wu Yun will go home on his own!" Wu Yun angrily took off the deerskin hat on her head, threw it to the ground, turned her horse and walked back. A gust of cold wind blew past her head.
Dozens of her fine braids were spread out, really like a dark cloud pressing on the top of her head. Behind her, thousands of cavalry were charging into the valley with strange screams.