fake prince

Chapter 281 Giant Eagle

hillside

The hillside was not far from the barracks, and a tent was set up in a leeward place, and a bonfire was lit at the door. The fire was crackling, and the meat cooked in the pot hanging on the iron frame gave off a mouth-watering aroma.

The snow is still falling, looking around, but seeing it falling in a rustle, the mountains and forests near and far are shrouded in it, and the snow is white, which really makes people worry about nothing.

When they met, Su Ziji looked at Shao Sisen, and saw that he was wearing a mink fur cloak, and he was looking at the scene with his hands folded. The naked eye could see that this outfit was much more gorgeous than the one Su Ziji was wearing at the moment, and it was obvious that he was brought by the family himself.

"Are you feeling better?" Su Ziji felt that this person seemed to be in good spirits.

Shao Sisen coughed twice, and smiled: "It's much better, after all, it's just an arrow wound on his shoulder."

Putting the wine on the table at the entrance of the tent, seeing that although Shao Sisen looked good, he coughed from time to time, he couldn't help frowning, and reminded: "Your injury hasn't healed yet, why don't you drink after pulling down the tent door?"

Unexpectedly, Shao Sisen was very stubborn in this regard, and refused: "The scenery here is quite beautiful, and there is no wind today, it's okay, just close the door, and just drink."

Su Ziji is invited to take a seat, and the two enjoy the snow and drink.

Let’s start talking first, it’s nothing more than some things in the Southwest. When Shao Sisen talked about the previous battle, he couldn’t help sighing: “Unfortunately, it’s my first time killing an enemy. Give me a few more chances, and I won’t just kill two and get injured!”

The corner of Su Ziji's mouth twitched, and he covered it up with drinking.

At this time, there were people going to the post station at the foot of the hillside. Su Ziji handed over the family letter and gave him a reward of ten taels. He was so happy that these soldiers who had earned some extra money left happily.

"I forgot to write a letter home." Shao Sisen pressed his forehead, until now he was a little annoyed, and when he was about to speak again, he suddenly coughed violently.

Su Ziji saw that his face was flushed from coughing, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart. He frowned: "You always cough, do you have a cold?"

"I've checked with the doctor, nothing happened!" Shao Sisen wiped away the tears he coughed up, disapproving.

"I'm worried now because I don't know when I will be able to return to Beijing." He sighed: "Actually, celebrating the New Year here is really boring, and I will try to get closer day by day. Although I know that I may not be able to catch up, but in my heart, I still... Sigh! "

Su Ziji reassured: "Although the enemy army still has strength, but there is not much food and grass, this year will only be more difficult than ours. Besides, the two imperial envoys have been in constant contact with the stronghold, and it is said that it is very effective. The enemy chieftain can't hold on. You and I will definitely be able to return to Beijing in time, so you don't have to worry too much."

Shao Sisen nodded: "You are right."

Looking up at the dots of fine snow, I couldn't help being stunned for a moment. I felt that the scenery in the southwest mountains was more charming than the snow scenery in the middle of Beijing.

"It's snowing heavily again. This situation is really suitable for writing poems. Brother Su Xian, do you have any poems to cheer you up?"

Su Ziji also looked up, then smiled: "Of course there are."

Seeing that there were still pens and ink on the table, he couldn't help laughing secretly, seeing Shao Sisen pull himself together, take the snowflakes to the inkstone, and grind them up and down with the ink stick.

As the ink became thicker, Su Ziji smiled, spread out the rice paper, picked up the soft brush, licked the ink until the pen was full, and wrote a poem.

"I just saw the clouds at the top of the mountain like a cover, and the snow is like dust on the rocks; there are thousands of peaks, bamboo shoots, thousands of jade plants, ten thousand pines and ten thousand clouds."

"Good poem, this poem really fits the occasion!"

After reading it, Shao Sisen shouted hello again and again, but after a while, he coughed again.

Seeing him like this, Su Ziji no longer indulged him this time, and directly persuaded him forcefully: "Brother Shao, your injury is still not healed, we sat down for a while, you can no longer stay outside, you must go back."

Shao Sisen also felt a feeling of chills all over his body after realizing it, so he reluctantly nodded: "Just Yisu Xiandi."

Some of the soldiers who came with Shao Sisen took the silver and followed him to serve, and hurriedly helped Shao Sisen to leave.

Su Ziji stayed where he was.

After a while, the wild Taoist came up wearing a dusty cloak, and the first thing he said to Su Ziji was: "This son has a dark face, I'm afraid he was seriously injured."

Su Ziji was taken aback, Shao Sisen's injury was not serious, it was very clear, but wild Taoists also have skills in fortune-telling. Straightforward, such a person, since he said so, it is likely to be true.

"Is the wound infected?"

"It's not impossible. Shao Sisen didn't seem to take the arrow injury seriously. He probably slacked off watching the wound recover."

When he was about to question him, a small beast suddenly screamed from the direction the wild Taoist came from. The voice was shrill, full of anger and fear.

Su Ziji was startled again, the voice was a little familiar, so he stopped to look around.

The next moment, a white shadow rushed down from a high slope hundreds of meters away.

"It's Xiaobai!" Su Ziji recognized Baiying at a glance.

Seeing the little fox seemed to be wounded, and following it ran wildly, dots of red plums appeared in the snow, although the distance was not close, but everywhere was white, Su Ziji had good eyesight, so he could see it clearly.

The culprit that caused the little fox to flee in embarrassment was also discovered by Su Ziji.

An eagle hovering high in the sky, bigger than ordinary eagles, gray in color, beautiful in coat color, looks majestic and majestic, not ordinary.

Following another hawk cry, the hawk swooped down one by one, like an arrow off the string, and its target was the little fox running towards Su Ziji in the snow.

At this moment, the distance between Su Ziji and the little fox was at least 100 meters. Although the distance was rapidly closing, the eagle swooped down even faster.

Even if Su Ziji wanted to help, throwing a sword or a dagger would not work because of the distance.

But just give up and let the little fox be hurt by the eagle, Su Ziji naturally refused.

He was about to pull out his sword and rush over, but when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he landed on a corner of the tent on one side, with a bow and a bag of arrows lying reclined like this.

"Okay!" Su Ziji looked at it, and saw the beauty, and suddenly remembered that Shao Sisen had suggested just now that he would go hunting nearby after drinking wine and enjoying the snow. This is it.

The bow and arrow must have been brought by Shao Sisen, but Shao Sisen felt unwell and left early, so he landed here.

The bow is an ordinary military bow, and the arrow is an ordinary iron arrow, but it is really the most useful weapon at this time.

Su Ziji strode over, stretched out his hand to take the bow and arrow, aimed at the eagle that missed a hit, and then flew up and continued to pounce on the little fox's eagle without aiming. shot in the past.

In this short period of time, the wild Taoist was first startled by the scene of the eagle chasing the fox, and then saw that Su Ziji had fished a bow and arrow from somewhere, and when he realized it again, the arrow had already left the string.

The above actually happened in an instant.

"Pfft..." The iron arrow pierced through the air with terrifying power, made a piercing sound, and went straight to the vital part of the giant eagle, and it was about to pierce through.

(End of this chapter)