Concubine Mad Concubine

Chapter 517

Seeing that those people had already abandoned their armor, Xiyan rushed up, those behind her looked at Xiyan in front, and hurriedly followed, some of them quickly rushed to the front of Xiyan, and a group of people took her Guard in the middle.

"You are not allowed to kill the cow."

If you kill a cow, it will definitely attract other herds of cows to attack, and those Hun soldiers who fled, seeing that I killed the gods in their hearts, might rush up to fight with me, wouldn't it? Is it worth the loss?

Those Xiongnu soldiers couldn't take care of themselves, seeing the cattle rushing towards them, they didn't even have time to escape. Where there was still time to stop them, Xi Yan and his party could almost be regarded as unimpeded.

"well done."

Xiyan said to the two figures, one black and one blue, who were approaching, with admiration on her brows as well.

On the peaks on both sides of Humen Valley, Xiyan and his group continued to walk a few steps forward along the steps, because it was really daytime, on the cliffs, they could clearly see the fighting below, a few blue figures and armored figures. The strong man in the silver and white armor, countless figures, constantly changing in front of him, the silver light of the sword colliding, covering the sky and the sun.

In the valley at the end, thousands of figures overlapped together, and no one could tell who they were. In the vast crowd, Xi Yan spotted the figure wearing the silver mask at a glance. The group of people around him wore It should also be blue clothes, but now their clothes are all dyed red.

"Young master, you go first."

The person in the silver-white armor, like a gushing spring, seemed to have no end, and kept rushing towards this direction.

Qi Su, Mo Qing, Mo Li and other people from Tianji Building surrounded Xia Yebai in the middle, watching them charge up, ignoring them would be a fatal blow.

Because they were worried that the Xiongnu would cut off their food, they hadn't had enough to eat for a day during this period of time, and they didn't have much strength on their bodies. The sword that they could easily wield on weekdays was a bit difficult at the moment, especially Mo Qing. , because he is good at flying to such a long-range attack, his skill cannot be compared with Qi Su and Mo Li, and there are many wounds on his body, but his face is stubbornly raised, and the movements of his hands still dare not There is half a point of slack.

"Let's go together."

Several people retreated while beating, and Qi Su and others' breaths also became disordered. Only Xia Yebai in the middle was still calm and calm, but his eyes seemed to have been soaked in blood, but the blood red The color still can't hide the irritability and worry in it.

The dark black clothes, because of the soaking in the blood, had turned into a purple-red color, which was very eye-catching. The silver-white mask, with the spots of bright red, flowed slowly, depicting the winter winter plums in full bloom.

"My lord, don't listen to those people talking nonsense, madam and young master are still waiting for you."

Qi Su took two steps back. If he hadn't saved his strength to entangle with these people, he would have screamed louder than anyone else, but no, he had to save his strength to kill those Huns who wanted to hurt the son. , he promised his wife that he would take good care of the young master.

As long as their lives are still alive, the young master is absolutely alive.

"Whoever captures Lord Gong alive will be rewarded with a thousand cattle and sheep, and will be awarded the title of the first warrior of the Huns."

The prince has a life, and he must not let Prince Gong die unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Catch Prince Gong alive."

"Catch Xia Chen alive."

The high-pitched calls, one after another, floated back and forth between the valleys.

The people around Xia Yebai were all thinking about how to escape, even if they couldn't go out, they wanted to keep their young master safe and sound, while the soldiers of the Xiongnu were heading in the direction of Xia Yebai like crazy. Chong, wanting to capture meritorious service alive, the bang bang sound from the handover of weapons completely cut them off from the outside sound, and now they don't even know what happened up there.

"With Princess Zhi Ning in hand, no one is allowed to act rashly."

On the top of the mountain, the neat and loud voice overwhelmed the sound of weapons colliding and fighting. The next moment, Princess Zhining, who was carried by Xiao Jian in a sack, was pushed to the front of those Huns.

"Don't hurt our son."

The people above shouted in unison, the voice was not inferior to the tens of thousands of people below.

"General Sesto."

Xiao Jian's sharp dagger rested on the neck of Princess Zhi Ning, who had just been woken up by the water, and with a little force on her hand, there was a blood-red wound on that snow-white neck.

Zhi Ning took a deep breath and looked at the Hun soldiers who had stopped one by one: "My warriors of the Hun, you are the bravest people in the world. You are loyal to your brother, open up the territory, and let the people of the Hun live a better life." Good days, for the Xiongnu, for my brother, I am willing to sacrifice."

The surroundings were not very quiet, Zhi Ning's voice, fragile and sonorous, reached everyone's ears, and those warriors with knives raised their heads and looked at their little princess of the Huns.

"Brother Xiaojian, you are finally here."

Mo Qing, who was covered in wounds, looked at Xiao Jian on the top of the mountain, and cried out excitedly, while the others also burst into tears, it was the joy of being saved from a desperate situation.

"My son is righteous, Lingran, your brother is really lucky."

Xiao Jian said slowly, increasing the strength in his hands, and behind him, another person had already handed over a cloth strip, and stuffed her mouth.

Many of those lying on the ground and wounded were his comrades-in-arms. Compared with the women in his hands, their pain made him feel more heartbroken. Yes, he must be cut into pieces.

"General Sesto, you have to think carefully."

Sai Situo was dressed in military uniform, riding on horseback, looking at Princess Zhi Ning who was held up by Xiao Jian with a knife, with a somewhat hesitant expression on his face, but the others stopped where they were when they saw it, and did not move again.

Xiao Jian pressed the knife against Zhi Ning's neck, but his eyes fell on Sai Sita who was on the horseback, lest he missed any expression, any movement, the corners of his eyes were raised, and he looked around, as if he was waiting for something.

"verb: move……"

Seth moved his lips and raised his hand in the air, as if he was about to swing it down. Seeing Xiao Jian, his heart skipped a beat, and he tightened his grip on Princess Zhining's dagger, and interrupted his words first: "Sai Si General Situo, this person in my hands is Prince Wuwei Khan's most beloved sister."

Princess Zhi Ning stared at Sai Situo with wide eyes, but the distance was too far, the people below could only see her being taken as a hostage by Xiao Jian, and couldn't see her abnormally fast eyes at all.

Sai Sita held the rein with both hands, the veins in his hands burst out, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

(End of this chapter)