Lonely non-good minister

At the beginning, the two were tied, so they didn't suffer any loss from each other.

But soon, something went wrong. The billowing smoke and dust at the border and the neighing of horse hooves in the wind reminded Song Yuan that he was in danger. He finally held the young man down temporarily. Song Yuan took a quick look and suddenly felt nervous.

I saw a crowd of soldiers and horses galloping towards her, waving their scimitars in their hands, making unintelligible trombones from their mouths, and shooting sporadic arrows at Song Yuan, forcing her to let go of the young man and temporarily evade them.

"Hahaha~" The young man laughed arrogantly after getting out of trouble. Reinforcements were coming. He wanted to see what extraordinary skills the young man in front of him could use to defeat him. He must capture him alive and use the Huns to tame his slaves. teach him a lesson.

But before he could smile freely, all his expressions were frozen on his face.

On the mountain ridge behind Song Yuan, flags were erected one after another, and the well-equipped archers lined up their arrows and pulled the strings in unison. The Wei frontier army arrived, and they looked down at the rushing Xiongnu reinforcements. The mountain ridge blocked the way for people to see. It's unclear how many of them there are, but the mingling of horses behind the mountain ridge and the stomping of feet that make the ground tremble slightly all declare that this is the main force of Zhangye's border army.

The young man was stunned, and the Huns behind him who were trying to cross the border hurriedly reined in their horses. The arrows that were ready to go made them dare not easily approach the stone tablet that had been worn by the wind and sand.

Even though the two countries have started fighting in the north, the war has not spread here yet, and the Xiongnu tribes have not received instructions to gather and attack. For this reason, no one has the courage to open a new front.

Song Yuan stood up with the knife in hand, pointing it directly at the young man. The young man didn't like to be treated with such contempt. Being pointed at by the knife was a great insult to him. He was used to being looked up to, how could he bear it? Being provoked?

He glared at Song Yuan fiercely, but instantly became extremely arrogant: "You don't dare to do anything."

"You are still in the Wei Dynasty." Song Yuan reminded him in a friendly manner.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then turned around and realized that the stone tablet was a few steps behind him. He immediately ran away, and Song Yuan naturally would not give him a chance.

Just as the Xiongnu judged that her identity was extraordinary based on her clothes and the guards who followed her and wanted to capture her alive, she also saw that this young man was not an ordinary person. Since the other party had already arrived at her door, how could she let him go so easily?
The moment the young man stepped over the stone monument, Song Yuan rushed up to him, hugged him and threw him back. The knife in his hand was also knocked aside. The young man reacted quickly and quickly turned around and punched Song Yuan. Yuan turned her head to hide, bent her legs and put her knees against the young man's waist, and bit her back teeth to push him off her body.

In this fight, the young people obviously did not have the upper hand. The Xiongnu side were very impatient. The horses walking back and forth clearly showed their worries. However, they were frightened by the arrow array of the Wei army. They did not dare to act rashly. The only thing they could hope for was It is for the young people to cross the boundary marker themselves. Only in this way can they confidently come to the rescue.

Some soldiers from the Wei army dismounted and ran towards him, which made the Xiongnu worried. They were afraid that these people were here to help. As a result, the soldiers just ran towards Huo Ying who was thrown to the ground, and did not have the slightest concern about Song Yuan. It seemed that compared with Song Yuan, Song Yuan, Huo Ying's value is more worthy of their coming.

This can't help but make the Xiongnu doubt whether Song Yuan's identity is really valuable and whether it is worthy of such a big war.

The young man also had the same doubts in his heart. The anger of being inferior to others and the panic of being in danger greatly weakened his judgment. He didn't even want to think about it carefully. If Song Yuan was just an ordinary person, then he had deliberately slowed down before. It was so stupid to use such speed to lure Song Yuan to chase him.

As soon as he was distracted, he received a solid punch in the face. Although Song Yuan's force was not strong, it was enough to make his head full of birds. The young man obviously lacked experience in fighting the enemy. In this case, Still allowing himself to calm down, Song Yuan punched him on the bridge of the nose again, followed by a backspin kick. The young man's eyesight completely went dark and he fell down.

There was a panic in the Xiongnu army. Some people couldn't hold back and wanted to rush over. They raised their scimitars high. The target was Song Yuan. However, as soon as the horse's hooves passed the boundary monument, they were shot into sieves by feather arrows. This was a warning. The Xiongnu who followed did not dare to do it again. act rashly.

A line of soldiers holding shields quickly rushed forward to protect Song Yuan behind them. Someone dragged the young man up, and the group quickly retreated. The Huns were extremely anxious when they saw this, but they did not dare to make any other moves.After retreating behind the army, several generals quickly dismounted and apologized: "The end will come soon, please punish me, Your Highness."

"It came in time." The tense nerves relaxed slightly, and Song Yuan felt his hands and feet shaking uncontrollably.

The soldiers around her hurriedly supported her, and the general who led the team explained: "The Huns may be disadvantageous to Your Highness, so I had to ignore Your Highness just now."

"I see."

Song Yuan glanced at the unconscious young man, and the general leading the team immediately said: "This person's identity is suspicious. He must be taken back first and reported to the coach before he can deal with it."

"Well, you decide." She didn't ask any questions and followed the soldiers back.

Wei Yan and others were waiting anxiously behind the troops. When they saw Song Yuan being helped over, they all immediately ran over: "Your Highness."

When they arrived, they all knelt down and said, "My subordinates failed to protect me well. Please take heavy responsibility from Your Highness."

"It's unexpected. You don't have to be like this. Get up." Song Yuan looked at the stopped carriage: "How is Mr. Huo?"

Then they stood up: "Master Huo lost too much blood and has been simply bandaged."

"That's good." Song Yuan felt more relieved. Today's accident was really shocking. Looking back at the unmoving military formation, she felt worried. If a war started because of this, then her guilt should not be underestimated. .

Wei Yan came over to support her: "Your Highness is injured. Please bandage it for you first."

Only then did Song Yuan notice that his body was covered in blood, and the wounds seemed to be in retaliation for her neglect just now. At this moment, his heart ached, and Song Yuan, who was already weak in his limbs, felt even more exhausted at this moment.

"Okay." She was too hurt to show off, almost hanging on Wei Yan's body.

While the bandage was being bandaged, the carriage also set off. Song Yuan leaned against the wall of the carriage without saying a word, his face extremely pale. He looked at Wei Yan and asked, "You're not going to start a fight, are you?"

"Your Highness did not cross the border, and the fault lies with the Huns. He dared to cross the border to intercept and kill our imperial officers. Even if a fight really broke out, Your Highness would not be implicated." Wei Yan's eyebrows were worried: "It's just that why did Your Highness bring Mr. Huo with him? Run to the border?"

Song Yuan sighed softly: "I ran away in a hurry, and I got lost."

"It's your fault for failing to familiarize your highness with the journey in advance." Wei Yan blamed himself: "Fortunately, your highness is fine. If his highness fell into the hands of the Xiongnu, he would be responsible for his death."