"Well, it needs to be improved. In this case, you can send someone to mobilize Qianqi to come around the king's tent." Huyan Gai thought that his own life safety was the top priority. In order to prevent accidents, he did some
I was well prepared, so I accepted the suggestion.
After receiving the king's order, Sangen sent a confidant to transfer people to the nearby military camp. However, he had just given the order and before the person left, bursts of noise suddenly came from all around.
With the cry of killing, Wei Qian'er finally chose to take action after seeing most of the guards in the king's tent gone.
The so-called two pieces of news were spread intentionally by her, in order to induce Yan Gai to take the initiative to disperse his troops. Now seeing that the number of guards protecting the king's tent was only about two hundred, Wei Qian'er made a decisive decision not to wait, but to act decisively.
The order to attack was given in a desperate manner.
A group of people had already received the order, and the night owls who had surrounded the place came out from all directions, swooping towards the royal tent guards like ghosts in the dark.
Having been well prepared, this attack caught the guards of the royal tent by surprise. As the guards around the king, they felt that they were superior to others. Even when they usually walked in the military camp, they were arrogant and would not take anyone to task.
Put it in your eyes.
Such people would never imagine that one day their own people would attack them.
Without any preparation, he was caught off guard when he came up. The shouts of killing outside and the sound of swords clashing shocked the guard captain Sang Gen, but he was indeed a warrior. After ordering people to watch the king's tent, this
Then he stood in front of the king's tent with a knife and more than a dozen people, posing as if whoever wanted to get through was going to chop whoever, and whoever wanted to pass through had to pass through him first.
Those who can become the guards around the Hun King are all carefully selected. Being able to become the captain of the guard requires not only enough loyalty, but also a certain degree of strength. Just like Sang Gen, during normal training, three or five
Not even an elite royal guard can be his opponent.
He considered himself to be quite capable, and Sang Gen was also confident, but when a handsome young man with an iron fan in his hand appeared in front of him, he just felt the figure shudder, then a pain in his shoulder, and then in his entire right arm.
They all became numb, and the scimitar in their hands fell to the ground with a thud.
Young Master Xiaoyao took action. He was originally displeased with this Sangen, so he just tolerated it because the time had not come yet. Now that it was finally time to take action, his first target was on this person.
According to the classification of martial arts, this sanggen is at most the strength of the late stage of Huajin. Compared with Young Master Xiaoyao, it is at least one level short of the peak of Huajin and the threshold of quasi-grandmaster. In addition, Young Master Xiaoyao is gaining momentum.
, suddenly took action, and it would be strange if Sangen could block it.
After Sangen lost his weapon, he did not give up resistance. Instead, he kept retreating, calling for others to stand in front of him and surround him.
Even the head guard was no match for Mr. Xiaoyao, let alone these ordinary guards. As the iron fan flipped up and down, one after another, the strong-looking guards fell to the ground one after another.
, many people's throats were dripping with blood, which was the result of being scratched by a sharp iron fan.
Within a short time, more than a dozen guards fell to the ground, including the head guard Sang Gen.
He was the most miserable, with probably more than a dozen injuries all over his body. The armor that protected him before was also torn into pieces and flew away to no one knows where.
Lying on the ground, feeling the blood pouring out from his throat, and feeling that all the strength in his body had drained away at this moment, Sangen quickly saw a smiling face in front of his eyes. That was Mr. Xiaoyao.
appearance.
In the laughter, Sangen lost all consciousness. The last scene in his life was fixed in the wild laughter of Young Master Xiaoyao.
In the king's tent, Hu Yangai was already trembling. He didn't know whether it was anger or fear.
Before this, even if he was killed, he would not have thought that someone would attack his king's tent? So when it really happened, he was not prepared at all.
"Your Majesty, Captain Sangen died in the battle, and the enemy has already arrived in front of the king's tent." Just when Huyangai was still thinking about who did all this, the voice of a guard interrupted his thoughts.
, causing his complexion to change drastically.
"What?" Hearing that the guard captains had all died in the battle, Huyangai's complexion changed drastically. Feeling deeply that his life was threatened, he shouted in panic, "Quick, shoot arrows outward, don't let these enemies get close. Still.
Yes, when will the reinforcements arrive? When will they arrive?"
If it were normal times, hundreds of guards would be here, and they would definitely be able to send people to ask for reinforcements. In this way, they only need to persist for a while and reinforcements will arrive. But now, his son Hu Yantong and Qi Qi, one of the three generals,
Huai left the military camp to sneak attack on the Great Chinese Army's city, and the elders of the Bu family were also controlled, so how could anyone take the initiative to support them?
Unless the guards can fight their way out and inform the nearby military camps of what is happening here, reinforcements may come. But now, there are only a few guards left, and they have long been stared at by the night owls.
, and which person has the ability to go out and report the news?
With no one to report the news, we are facing a dead end. One of the guards is missing, and the safety of the king's tent is in jeopardy.
The only thing that can be done is to keep releasing bows and arrows outwards, hoping to delay for a while until reinforcements arrive.
The cry of killing came from outside the king's tent, which indeed attracted the attention of many people in the dark night. Many captains also got up from their respective tents, put on their armor, and watched as they were protected by heavy battalions.
The center of the royal tent.
But this is all that can be done. According to the military regulations of the Huns, the generals below are not allowed to lead people to the king's tent without orders. Otherwise, are you King Qin, or will you still threaten the safety of the king?
Who can say exactly when?
After all the good intentions have gone away, it would be an injustice to be arrested or even killed as someone who is planning to rebel or has evil intentions. Based on this, no general can do anything without receiving a military order.
I dare to raise troops to go there.
Oh, maybe. But those people are not in the military camp now. They have all left the camp early and went to Wangcheng.
All of this was carefully calculated by Wei Qian'er. She chose such a time difference and chose such a time when Tiantian was not working.
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
Perhaps before having a heart-to-heart talk with Meng Luo, this man dared to lead troops to appear in the king's tent. After all, he was also one of the three generals of the Huyan clan. No matter how famous he was, there were still many people who were willing to obey his orders. It is a pity.
Now that he belongs to Wei Qian'er, it is naturally impossible for him to appear here.
There were no reinforcements, and the guards of the royal tent did not sit still and wait for death. They retreated around the royal tent, shooting outwards with bows and arrows, threatening anyone who dared to approach the royal tent at this time.
The Huns' bow shooting skills were quite good. In a short time, more than twenty night owls were shot to the ground, and they fell to the ground not far from the king's tent with unwilling expressions on their faces.
Seeing these night owls who had been trained for a long time, spent a lot of energy and a lot of money falling down one after another, there was no look in her exposed eyes, but they were still extremely determined, as if these people who died in front of her were
My relationship with her is nothing ordinary.
Compassion does not control soldiers, but Wei Qian'er demonstrated this point vividly.
Mr. Xiaoyao was shaking the iron fan while watching everything that happened in front of him with great interest, watching the fresh lives passing by like this, without any feeling at all. The two of them were indifferent to human life.
In terms of attitude, they are surprisingly consistent.
After dozens of night owls died, they finally arrived in front of the king's tent by filling their lives, and then the guards of the king's tent began to suffer casualties.
Bows and arrows are long-range destructive weapons. Once the opponent comes close, this kind of attack will have no effect. The two sides will hit each other easily. You come and I go back and forth. From time to time, someone will be injured and fall to the ground, becoming a corpse.
Corpse.
"It's almost done, Young Master, it's time for you to get in." In the end, she still couldn't bear to watch Ye Xiao die too many times, so Wei Qian'er turned around and looked at Young Master Xiaoyao and said.
The danger has been eliminated, and there will be no threat to Mr. Xiaoyao's life if he steps forward. He nodded, as he was very willing to do this kind of icing on the cake, and his whole body suddenly became taller and taller.
He got up and appeared in front of the king's tent in a flash.
Hu Yangai was wielding a large sword with good quality. He was also a strong general when he was young. Even though he is older now and goes to the battlefield less often, his foundation is still there. After a while,
Inside, two Night Owls had been killed by him and fell to the ground, while three more Night Owls were injured and retreated to the side.
"Come on, come if you are not afraid of death, and see how this king's big sword can use your body to drink blood." When he got excited about killing, Huyan Gai laughed like a haha, his face filled with redness.
Yi, it seems that his eyes are red with murder.
Needless to say, with such a shout, his momentum gained the upper hand. For a while, no one dared to challenge him, and some people even had a look of fear in their eyes. This is what is called a strong aura.
.
After being the king of the Huns for so many years, he has long developed a sense of self-reliance without anger. When he really gets angry, it is not something ordinary people can bear. For a time, the people around him are getting more and more angry.
A small space was suddenly created in the king's tent, which was not very large.
"Hahaha, it's so good, so good." Seeing that no one dared to fight with him, Huyan Gai burst out laughing. This feeling was so good. Of course, this was just the first step of what he did.
He would take advantage of the enemy's fear and find a way to carve out a bloody path.