It was only then that Xia Ming realized that Zhang Xiaowu would sneak in while the guards were approaching to protect Gao Tu. You must know that there were more than a hundred enemy guards, and if they were discovered, they would be hacked to death.
However, Zhang Xiaowu was so bold that he got close to him, regardless of whether others discovered his identity, and allowed him to succeed.
Xia Ming broke out in a cold sweat out of fear, and said silently in his heart: "Nothing will happen, nothing will happen." He then felt ashamed of himself, and said in his heart: "No wonder he can become a general, because he has the courage to devote himself to death.
I don't have the calmness and courage to fight." He could only hold the scimitar tightly, waiting that if Zhang Xiaowu was in danger, he would die to save him.
At this time, Zhang Xiaowu took advantage of the chaos and quietly hid under Li Gaotu's wooden bed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He was also very nervous, but he couldn't make mistakes even if he was nervous, thinking about how he had just resolutely sneaked into the bodyguard.
Among them, and taking advantage of the chaos of the crowd to hide in the commander's tent, he looked at his Tartar pastoral robe again and couldn't help but laugh.
Unlike the holy men with distinctive uniforms, the Tartars don't like to wear symbolic uniforms. Especially when the Tartars are fighting, their soldiers and generals all wear the same robes, but some wear leather armor underneath, and some wear
Iron armor, some people have nothing.
The Tartars will not wear armor or leather armor outside, because their most accustomed way of fighting is archery, and wearing armor that indicates their identity will expose themselves to others. The Tartar generals will also mix among the soldiers to avoid
Killed by the enemy's cold arrows.
Another characteristic of the Tartars is that they never ask their generals to fight single-handedly. When commanding the battle, they only see hundreds or thousands of Tartars, but not their commanders. Therefore, the Tartars are defeated even though they fight repeatedly.
, but it can never be completely eliminated.
But precisely because everyone was dressed the same, Zhang Xiaowu's ordinary pastoral robe became a cover-up, allowing him to sneak into the commander's tent.
Lying under Li Gaotu's bed, Zhang Xiaowu immediately realized that Li Gaotu must be a sensitive, suspicious and nervous leader.
Such a person is very sensitive to sounds and smells. He must assassinate as soon as possible, and he only has one chance. He quickly drew out the dagger. The dagger was slightly longer than the dagger by two fingers. It was bladed on one side and could stab or cut. He wanted to use
The thing is the thorn. He wiped the wooden board on the bed, feeling the thickness of the wooden board, secretly accumulating strength, waiting for the opportunity to assassinate.
After a while, Li Gaotu came back, followed by his attendants. The two talked in Tartar about tomorrow's arrangements. Of course, Zhang Xiaowu couldn't understand a word. Then he felt Li Gaotu sitting beside the bed.
Just when he was thinking about when the attendant would leave, he suddenly saw the attendant taking off his pants, and then heard an unpleasant sound again.
"I'll choke you! Li Gao Tu, you old glass, it turns out that you take advantage of both men and women!" Zhang Xiaowu was disgusted, but he had to continue to hide under the bed and wait for them to finish.
Maybe he really responded to that sentence. After a while, Li Gaotu let out a long groan and vented all his worries tonight. The waiter lifted up his pants and took a few steps back respectfully.
Then he limped away. Satisfied, Li Gaotu lay on the bed in a large shape, breathing heavily, feeling somewhat satisfied and finally feeling sleepy.
At this time, Zhang Xiaowu was fully focused, and the feeling of controlling time and power flooded into his heart again. He immediately picked up the dagger and stabbed it, and the dagger penetrated the bed board.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Pfft..."
Zhang Xiaowu's hands were like lightning, and he stabbed Li Gaotu through the bed board with a short knife repeatedly. He felt that Li Gaotu was stabbed in the lungs, felt that he was stabbed in his stomach, felt that he was stabbed in his intestines, and felt that he was stabbed in the lungs.
felt his spine, felt his heart, felt his neck, felt his head, felt his shoulder, felt his back
…
Zhang Xiaowu couldn't feel the time. He just stabbed through the bed board as fast as possible and hit Li Gaotu. Little did he know that he stabbed two hundred times in ten seconds, twenty times per second, and stabbed his head.
Hard bed board.
Li Gaotu didn't even have time to make a sound. He only felt a cold on his back, and then his body shivered involuntarily. Something cold entered his body, and then he was stabbed in the back of the head with a knife. He was completely dead, and he didn't even make a sound.
Sound. A large amount of blood flowed down through the gap and onto Zhang Xiaowu's body, but he didn't notice it at all.
It wasn't until Zhang Xiaowu was tired that he stopped quickly stabbing with a short knife. He rolled out of the bed and immediately stood up to prepare for a fight. However, he saw Li Gaotu looking at the roof of the tent with his mouth wide open and a look of horror on his face. Blood quickly poured from the corners of Li Gaotu's mouth.
After I came out, my body twitched involuntarily a few times, and I was completely out of breath.
Zhang Xiaowu panted and walked forward, explored Li Gaotu's neck, and found that he was dead, completely dead. Zhang Xiaowu walked to Li Gaotu, dragged his body to the ground, and then lifted the bend
The knife struggled to cut off Li Gaotu's head, and a large amount of blood gushed out, staining the wool carpet red.
Zhang Xiaowu emptied Kongli Gaotu's head and let the blood drain. Then he found a piece of felt, rolled it up, and carried it with one hand. He looked around and suddenly found a familiar weapon, which was a dark
The iron bow, the five-stone divine arm bow.
The Divine Arm Bow was actually in Ligaotu's handsome tent. He couldn't believe it. He thought that since the fall of Tucheng, the Divine Arm Bow would never be seen again. He stepped forward and took off the Divine Arm Bow.
Bow, that familiar cold feeling was like a domestic dog finally finding its owner after not seeing it for a long time, and it made a squealing sound.
"Do you still remember me?" Zhang Xiaowu couldn't help but whisper. He put the Divine Arm Bow on his face and couldn't help but laugh. The Divine Arm Bow was actually lost and recovered like this. He simply wanted to praise all the gods for blessing him.
Recover the Divine Arm Bow. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but lift Ligaotu's head and whispered: "Hey, thank you, if it weren't for you, I would never have been able to find the Divine Arm Bow in my life."
He looked around again. In addition to a table in the middle and the map on the table, the most conspicuous thing in the handsome tent was the golden armor of the Khan of Ligaotu. The golden armor of the Khan of Tartar is the most noble of the Tartar Kingdom.
It is said that hundreds of years ago, the Tartars had just escaped from the slavery of the Roland people, and they killed the emperor of the Roland Empire and brought Roland to
The emperor's golden armor was snatched away. From then on, the golden armor became the golden armor of the Tartar Khans. The token of every Tartar Khan was the golden armor of the Khan, and Li Gaotu always carried it with him.
This shows his noble status and warns all Tartar people that he is the Khan of Tartar and the ruler of everyone.