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Although the night was dark and I couldn't see my five fingers, but it was so close that Liang Xiao was still confident. He shot several arrows, and almost hit the arrows... The two Hun cavalry who were chasing him fell one after another. Pang Shuo rushed forward, without asking about life and death, and slashed one person with a knife, picked up the other and ran away.

In terms of strength and stride, he was much stronger than Tu Niuer. He came first and rushed into the camel formation at the same time as Tu Niuer.

Before the other Huns arrived, Liang Xiao also retreated to the camel formation.

The matter started in a hurry. From the attack of Tu Niuer to Liang Xiao's sudden attack, he shot and killed two Huns at close range. After only a few words, the Huns in the distance heard the alarm and rushed over, but could not catch up. They could only look at the two empty-saddled war horses on the hillside and cursed. Their voices were hoarse, and Liang Xiao and others couldn't understand them, so they just thought they were farting and ignored them.

A few Huns took the risk of rushing up and trying to break through the camel formation, but were violently blocked by several bows. The war horses were uphill, and the speed was limited, and the Huns on the horse's back became the best target. Most of the Huns were shot and fell off, and only two rushed to the camel formation. Before they could think about how to cross the camel formation, Pang Shuo and Tu Niuer rushed out and killed them cleanly in front of the formation.

Seeing this posture, the Huns, who were eager to try, hesitated and retracted to the range.

Liang Xiao sat on a bunch, pulled out a short knife, took out a leather bag, picked out a little black ointment from it, carefully applied it to the tip of the knife, and then placed the short knife in front of the Huns who were tied into rice dumplings. He asked Tu Niuer to take out a small copper pot containing the wound medicine and put it in front of the Huns.

"This is a poison, this is an antidote." Liang Xiao said, signaling Guo Wenbin to translate it to the Huns.

When the Huns heard this, they turned their heads angrily, looking as if they were ready to die. Liang Xiao was not in a hurry, picked up the short knife, tore open the Huns' leather robe, and gently cut his chest.

"You will feel numb immediately, and then you will feel like an ant biting it. All the muscles are so painful that you can't even breathe. In the end, you will die like a dog. Since there is a wizard praying for you, it will be difficult for you to ascend to heaven. You can only wander in the world and endure such pain every day..."

Before Guo Wenbin finished the translation, the face of the Huns changed. He struggled constantly, and a roar of anger came out of his mouth. Liang Xiao looked at him calmly, with a calm smile on his lips. He knew that the Huns believed in rebirth and were superstitious about ghosts and gods, and this kind of intimidation was very effective. If the poison was added with the real sense of paralysis, he would not believe it at all.

"The only thing that can save you is this antidote, and it will be useless before you can't breathe. If you get angry, it's useless to have an antidote." Liang Xiao held the small copper pot in his hand. "Now, tell me something that I might be interested in, maybe I will spare your life."

The Huns screamed, and Guo Wenbin said softly: "Sir. He said that we will die, and we will be as unlucky as him."

Liang Xiao disagreed and just looked at the Huns quietly, with the smile on his face even more.

After a while, the medicine was on the rise, and the Huns felt paralyzed and believed Liang Xiao's words. They became even more nervous and struggled desperately, as if they had encountered a ghost, full of fear.

Liang Xiao looked at him and smiled even more sinisterly, but the corner of his eyes fell on the face of another Hun. The man looked at his companion's miserable state, his face turned pale, and his cold sweat was flowing, and his hair was sweating with relish.

After a while, the injured Huns collapsed to the ground, their mouths opened, saliva flowed out from the corners of their mouths, and their eyes were empty. He was already scared. The shit and urine flowed. His mouth was moving, as if he was saying something, but no sound came out.

"Now, even the gods can't save him." Liang Xiao clapped his hands and pointed to the already scared Hun. "Pull him over."

Pang Shuo pulled the Hun with his eyes straightened over, Liang Xiao pulled away his fur coat, and before the short knife touched his skin, he struggled desperately and screamed.

"Sir, he is willing to say it." Guo Wenbin said.

"Is that right?" Liang Xiao shook his short knife. "Let him say."

"say what?"

"Tell me who they are, what is the origin of that lord, where they come from, where they go, etc."

Guo Wenbin nodded and whispered a few words to the Huns. The Huns nodded like chickens pecking at rice, poured beans on bamboo tubes, and spoke for a long time in one breath before looking at Liang Xiao tremblingly, looking afraid that Liang Xiao would be dissatisfied.

Guo Wenbin's face looked a little ugly. He whispered: "Sir, the situation is not very good."

Liang Xiao glanced at his subordinates who were scattered around him but had been listening to the movements here, and said loudly: "Let's say it loud, why not?"

Guo Wenbin swallowed and raised his voice. "The Xiongnu who was killed by the adults is Guluhu, the youngest son of King Hunxie. King Wusun Liejiaomi asked reinforcements from the Huns to attack Yuezhi. King Hunxie was ordered to assist. The 30,000 army was just 300 miles away. King Hunxie sent Guluhu to Wusun to inform Liejiaomi to prepare for the welcome.

Before Guo Wenbin finished speaking, the faces of Xie Guanglong, Xu Yanshou and others changed. A 30,000 army, 300 miles away? They killed the son of King Hunxie, and King Hunxie could catch up at any time. There were only nine people, can they escape?

Guo Wenbin said again: "The Huns have all been dispatched, and the Wusun people must be preparing for war. If we continue to travel west, we will encounter Wusun cavalry at any time..."

The sound of breathing around immediately became heavy. These people were just rude and polite, but not stupid. Not only were they not stupid, but they also had more combat experience. They knew that once they encountered a large number of cavalrymen, no matter how good they were in battle, they would have only one result.

Many people turned their eyes to Liang Xiao.

Liang Xiao frowned slightly, and he had a headache. But he was not as nervous as others. Before he decided to go west, he expected many difficulties. Now it was just that the difficulties came to him. He thought for a while and asked again: "What does it mean to keep the body of the Gulu Fox without burning it?"

Guo Wenbin asked, his face even more ugly. "They said that they would wait for King Hunxie to come, kill all of us, and bury Gulu Fox for the burial of him."

"Bah! He is worthy of it?" Liang Xiao spat out of disdain, looked at the distance, remembering the strange-style iron armor on Gulu Fox, and suddenly felt aroused in his heart. "Did the iron armor on Gulu Fox come from the Western Regions?"

"Guluhu's sister is the sage of the Jiaomi family. This is the coming-of-age gift she gave to Guluhu. It is said to be a tribute from the Daxia Kingdom of the Western Regions."

Liang Xiao suddenly realized. He always felt that this pair of iron armor was a bit strange, it turned out to be from the Western Regions.

"How could Wusun have tributes from Daxia?"

Guo Wenbin asked a few more questions, and the Hun shook his head repeatedly. Guo Wenbin said, "He doesn't know either. He just heard Gulu Hun say this and didn't know the inside story. He just arranged for Gulu Hun to give Gulu Hu an ordinary guard. Those guards in iron armor are Gulu Hun's close friends, including Wusun people."

Liang Xiao nodded. He heard Guo Wenbin say that whether the Huns or Wusun people have the habit of taking the children of powerful people as attendants. To put it bluntly, just like the Han Dynasty regards the children of powerful people as men and as reserves for officials, these guards will also be a good assistant to the world in the future. The Hunxie King's garrison is connected with Wusun and has a marriage relationship, so it is understandable that there will be Wusun guards around Guluhu.

However, this may very likely mean that this Gulu Fox is the heir that King Hun Xie would like, otherwise he would not have taken on such a task. This is obviously to make him gilded to make military achievements.

Before I saw the Great Yuezhi King, I killed King Wusun’s brother-in-law first. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

We are about to enter the territory of the Wusun people. With this hatred, can we still pass through it smoothly?

Liang Xiao looked at the fire in the distance and the Huns who were gathered under the hillside and refused to disperse for a while. He pondered for a moment, stood up and clapped his hands.

"Brothers, we have been delayed for a few days because of your romantic debts and have lost the best opportunity to pass through the Wusun border."

Everyone didn't speak, but their expressions were a little embarrassed.

"Now, there is only one way before us: rush over as fast as possible."

"What should I do if the camels?" Guo Wenbin asked: "Without a camel, what should I do if our supplies are not available, and what should I do if the gifts given to the Great Yuezhi King?"

"It's easy to maintain supplies, just grab them all the way. As for the gift..." Liang Xiao turned his head, looked at the Huns under the hillside, and then looked at the body on the stretcher in the distance. "I'm going to borrow it from the Huns."

...

Three hundred miles away, next to a large siege, thousands of tents were scattered around the large siege, countless extinguished bonfires were reignited, and the kettle cradles were raised, and the flames licked the bottom of the pot, making a squeaking sound.

King Hunxie woke up from his sleep, turned over and sat up, sweating profusely.

He was in his prime. Although the years of wind and frost made his temples a little gray, his physique was still strong, his muscles were strong, and his skin was smooth. The crisscrossed scars added a few different masculinity to him.

Hu Ji behind her woke up, sat up, leaned on his thick back, and said softly: "Master, what's wrong?"

King Hunxie hugged Hu Ji in his arms with his backhand, but he didn't say anything. His eyes flashed and he felt a little uneasy. He had just dreamed of his beloved young son Gulu Fox, and saw him standing in a pile of fires, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

This time, the Wusun attacked Yuezhi and asked Gulu Fox to be the messenger. In the hope of giving him a chance. Opportunities sometimes mean risks. It is hard to say whether he can seize the opportunity and escape danger. The battlefield is dangerous, and even if he has made the best arrangements, he cannot guarantee that everything will be foolproof.

Surviving on the grassland is never easy.

At this moment, a quick horse sent a message: Prince Gulu Fox discovered a group of Han envoys and had already rushed up. Prince Gulu Fox was preparing to capture the Han envoy and sent it to the Shanyu royal court in order to compete with King Xiu Tu, who had just captured a Han envoy alive.

When King Hunxie heard this, he felt relieved and couldn't help laughing. How could the Han envoy, who had only a dozen people, be the opponent of Gulu Fox with two hundred spirits? It seems that it is a blessing from the God of Life. My son encountered such a good thing the first time he took action. He was so lucky that he couldn't stop it.

King Hunxie was energetic and turned around to press Hu Ji under him—

(To be continued.)
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