Liu Bian opened his eyes and let out a long breath, his smile shining on the snow field like sunshine.

"It smells so good!"

Dressed in a thick fur coat, holding a leather bucket with water in one hand, and rolling up the cuffs in the other, Diao Chan looked at Liu Bian blankly: "Husband, breakfast has not yet been ready, where does the fragrance come from?"

"I mean you smell good." Liu Bian stood up, spread his arms, and made several stretching movements. A series of crisp sounds burst out from his joints, constantly reaching his ears. The abundant true qi flows through the meridians, dripping water through the embankment, and suddenly becomes clear.

Diao Chan blushed, lowered her head, and hid in the tent. After a while, she poked her head out and said, "Husband wait, breakfast will be ready soon."

"It's okay." Liu Bian turned his head and looked at the southwest direction. "You do it slowly, I'll kill a few people first."

"Kill... Kill people?" Diao Chan opened her eyes wide in surprise, unable to believe her ears. Liu Bian's face had a bright smile and his tone was extremely relaxed, as if she was telling a joke. However, Liu Bian's eyes were a little cold, as cold as a knife, which also indicates that this was not a joke.

"Yes, there is a group of scouts too close to us." Liu Bian said, whistling. The woolen beast that was dozing in the distance jumped up and walked over with a shaking head and tail. He smelled Liu Bian turned around and licked Liu Bian's hand affectionately. Liu Bian turned over and jumped on the woolen beast, picked up the iron spear, shook it gently, took off the iron bow, hung the string, and plucked two plucks, as if he were playing the strings of the zither.

"I really want to go... kill someone?" Seeing this scene, Diao Chan was sure that Liu Bian was not joking, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"It's okay, you can cook with peace of mind. When the meal is ready, I should come back." Liu Bian said, gently urging the beast and rushing away.

The eagle soared into the sky, spread its wings and flew high, overlooking the earth.

Diao Chan blinked her eyes and stared at Liu Bian riding alone, gradually moving away.

Liu Bian sat upright on the back of the beast, shaking his body as the beast ran. The cool wind blew on his face, which was very comfortable. It seemed that every pore was breathing fresh air. The beast was also quite excited. His steps were light and his breathing was steady. His strong muscles rolled under the smooth fur, and powerful forces could burst out at any time.

After several battles, the intentions of the Beast and Liu Bian gradually became similar. It seemed that there was a tacit understanding that could not be put into words. It was not necessary for Liu Bian to inject his thoughts into its sea of ​​consciousness at all, and it could understand Liu Bian's meaning. Liu Bian felt that Beast was a comrade who could not speak, and that tacit understanding that had a heart-to-heart relationship seemed to have been tested for many years and had penetrated into the bones.

In other words, after a meal, Liu Bian saw a figure in the distance.

He smiled, and without saying a word, he activated the sturdy beast to rush forward.

While sitting in meditation, he had already smelled the bloody smell of the wind from their bodies and knew that they were not good. But they did not expect that the enemy they were following was less than twenty miles ahead of them. Because of fear in their hearts and fear of being sneak attacked at night, when it was dark, they would camp, light a bonfire, roast lamb and drink.

The smells drifted to Liu Bian while they were smelling it by Liu Bian, who had just opened the Yingxiang hole. They didn't know that they had stepped into the gate of hell with one foot, had eaten and drank enough, and fell asleep in the tent. The rising sun rose, and they got out of the tent and were about to roast the roasted lamb that they had not finished yesterday. They set off again, but found a rider coming from a distance.

A middle-aged knight raised his head and saw the big eagle hovering above his head. He immediately thought of something and shouted in horror: "Liu Bian, Liu Bian, report to the Grand Marshal immediately, Liu Bian is here!"

The two knights woke up like a dream and rolled and crawled towards the war cavalry. The other dozen cavalry also picked up their weapons, turned over and rushed towards Liu Bian with their horses shouting. They all knew that Liu Bian was powerful and had a very small chance of survival against Liu Bian, but they still mustered up the courage to rush up.

Only in this way can those two companions escape and send the news to Murong Feng.

As scouts, this is their duty.

Unfortunately, Liu Bian had no intention of letting them escape. He pulled his bow and arrow, and whistled two loud roars, and two feather arrows left the string.

Two knights who had just climbed onto the horse's back, raised their whip, and were about to escape, were caught off guard.

The middle-aged knight was shocked. At this time, Liu Bian was still two hundred steps away, and he hit the target accurately. His archery skills were no less than any Xianbei people, and even the Condor Heroes were just like this, which was not the same as the information they received. Moreover, Liu Bian's move meant that he did not intend to let anyone escape and to kill them all.

The middle-aged knight's scalp was numb and subconsciously shouted: "Stop hitting, go in different directions..."

Before he finished speaking, a feather arrow broke through the air and suddenly came forward in front of him, piercing his throat and blocking all the words he hadn't finished. The middle-aged knight reached out and grabbed the arrow shaft that was only half left in front of him, making a "giggle" sound in his throat, spitting blood in his mouth, and turning over and falling off his horse.

Although he had not finished speaking, the other knights understood what he meant. The enemy was too strong and the person who sent the letter had been shot to death. The only way now was to run in different directions, so that Liu Bian had no time to chase and hoped to escape one or two people and send the news back. Without saying a word, they turned their horses and fled in all directions.

Before they could run fifty steps, Liu Bian had already reached them. The roaring beast roared, shaking the earth. When the accelerating war horse heard it, it suddenly felt weak and trembling. No matter how the knight on his back could whip and kick it, he didn't dare to take another step forward. Several war horses even trembled and lay on the ground.

Liu Bian arrived, holding an iron spear, easily attacked the Xianbei knights, killing them one by one. He jumped off the back of the beast, retrieved the three arrows, and retracted the arrow bag. The arrows used for this kind of powerful bow are all good arrows of quality and cannot be replaced by ordinary arrows. Liu Bian cherishes them very much and does not waste them easily.

Finally, he used his spear to lift half of the sheep still roasting on the bonfire and left.

...

Diao Chan held her cheek and stared at the boiling water in a daze.

The breakfast was almost done, but Liu Bian had not come back yet. She was a little worried. Liu Bian was indeed powerful in his martial arts, but the battlefield was dangerous. If there was a mistake... she dared not think about it anymore, and she was upset for a moment and regretted it.

It was all because I had no power to tie up a chicken, and I insisted on following Your Majesty. Not only was it not helpful, but it became a burden to him. If Dong Bai was there, at least he could still fight. What could I do? It would only distract Your Majesty.

The little beast squatted on Diao Chan's shoulder, looked at Diao Chan, and then looked at the copper pot with the heat rising. Suddenly, it stood up, turned its little head, looked out, and jumped down "squeaking", and disappeared in a flash. Diao Chan was shocked and stood up and was about to leave the tent. When the door of the tent was lifted, Liu Bian carried half of the sheep, wrapped in a cold wind, and strode in.

"The breakfast is not ready yet?" Liu Bian reached out and lifted the copper pot, put the sheep on it, and smiled and said, "What are you thinking about?"

"Husband..." Diao Chan was stunned and at a loss: "You... are you back?"

"Of course, but your breakfast is not ready yet."

"I...I forgot." Diao Chan was surprised and happy, and turned around in the tent. Liu Bian laughed, took her hand, and asked her to sit beside him. "Okay, it's not your fault, it's just those guys who get too close."

"Husband...kill them?"

"Of course, if you don't kill them, would you invite them to visit and have breakfast together?"

"Oh, how many people?"

"Twenty." Liu Bian thought for a while and put away his smile: "Murong Feng is very cautious."

"Murong Feng is a hero among the Xianbei people. The people he led are all elites from various tribes, which is very dangerous."

Liu Bian turned his head, looked at Diao Chan, and raised his lips slightly: "Then I want to kill him even more. He wanted to use this matter as an excuse to gather people from various tribes together, which would inevitably lead to great trouble in the future. I was a little hesitant at first, but now it seems that killing him is more important. If you don't kill him, you can't go to Xuanminghai with peace of mind."

Diao Chan asked worriedly: "Are you alone?"

"Yes, I'm the only one." Liu Bian raised his arms and hugged his hands behind his head. "Sometimes, more people may not be a good thing. The more people, the more supplies you need. On this deserted snowy field, it's not a trivial matter for Murong Feng to feed so many people and horses. It's much simpler for me. Just kill a few scouts to make up for the baggage and live a comfortable life." He reached out to hold Diao Chan's shoulder: "It's so comfortable to have a beauty accompanying you."

Diao Chan blushed and asked softly while turning the roasted lamb, "Then will we leave after we finish eating?"

"No hurry." Liu Bian chuckled: "Since you want to kill him, of course you have to take a walk first."

...

Murong Feng tightly tied the reins of the horse, almost breaking his palm.

Twenty knights fell in less than a hundred steps in a radius, with different postures, but their ways of dying were similar. The throat was pierced by arrows or spears, and their blood was condensed into black, shocking, and it seemed to be an self-evident demonstration.

A line of footprints comes from the east and goes east.

The Xianbei people are nations on horseback, and their mobility is their advantage. However, when more than 20 people faced an enemy, they not only failed to escape one person, but also had such a narrow distance that they were almost killed.

Murong Feng knew what the reason was, but his worries did not ease.

He hesitated a little. Liu Bian was too strong. Is it necessary to destroy so many Xianbei warriors under his command? In order to pursue Liu Bian, he has reduced his troops to the maximum extent. In addition to Xuanwu Camp, the people around him are the elites of various tribes. These people can be said to be the essence of the entire Xianbei. Is it necessary to send them all to Liu Bian's knife?

Unfortunately, Murong Feng soon discovered that the situation was beyond his control.

The scout came to report, and Liu Bian was right in front of him, no more than twenty miles at most.

The Xianbei people suddenly exploded. Before Murong Feng could give the order, Duan Song rushed out with the warriors of the Linghu Tribe. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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