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Chapter 291: Marksmanship

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Fires were everywhere.

On this night, the Xiongnu Posthouse became the busiest place in Loulan City. The Loulan people who had just returned home from the streets nervously blocked the doors of their homes one by one, praying constantly that the war disaster would not spread to their own homes.

A mere three thousand victorious troops.

This small amount of troops was not enough for the Qin people to deal with the Huns. It was obvious from the killings at the Xiongnu posthouse that there was only one possibility, and that was that the Qin people launched a surprise attack.

Anlu, the king of Loulan, paced back and forth in the palace uneasily with ambivalence. What worried him was not only the fight between the two great powers' envoys, but also the fact that Princess An Qinglan had gone to the Xiongnu Posthouse in the afternoon, but she had not returned yet.

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"Quickly gather the team and go to the post house - wait, let's find a few people to find out the news first." Cold sweat began to break out on An Lu's face in anxiety.

This kind of attack and killing that can affect the whole body at a single moment is impossible to realize unless you are involved in the game. As the king of Loulan, he has to be responsible for more than ten thousand people. If he does not handle it properly and summons the Xiongnu army to attack, then Loulan

The country will really be destroyed.

——.

Bai Guangji rushed in from the door of the inn.

At the beginning, they took advantage of the fact that the Huns were not paying attention. Except for Li Zhongxiang, the thirty-three Qin envoys were like tigers trampling on wolves, killing the unprepared and unarmed Huns envoys until they cried for their mothers.

, in just a moment, more than ten unlucky guys lay dead on the ground.

"Quick, go to the backyard!" Bai Guangji shouted, waving his sword continuously, wanting to continue coming in, but he didn't want to meet more than 20 Huns warriors coming out of the corridor at the entrance.

The two sides were blocked in one place, and no one gave way. Some of the disheveled Huns were shirtless and rushed out with only a short spear. In the cold weather, the heroic spirit of the Huns who were not afraid of the cold was a great example.

They won a little bit of breathing space, and Bai Guangji, who rushed to the front yard, was entangled in the yard.

Some of the other Qin envoys were blocked outside the door, some followed Bai Guangji in fighting in the front yard, and some were simply forced into a side room by the Huns, where they used a small number to fight against a large number. These Qin envoys

One can imagine the fate of Li Zhongxiang. However, even if the situation was unfavorable, these Qin envoys on foreign missions did not flinch. They charged with all their strength again and again. They hoped to use their own blood and lives to help Li Zhongxiang's surprise attack succeed.

Gain time.

——.

Arrows are like shooting stars.

Breaking through the darkness of the night and breaking through all obstacles, Li Zhongxiang, who was fully focused, captured the perfect fighter opportunity the moment Zongrida pushed the door open.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

After firing three arrows in a row, Li Zhongxiang's shooting skills had reached the level of proficiency. Just a little light in the room guided him to the target and direction.

As soon as Zongrida stepped out of the door with vain steps, the half of his body that was stretched out was hit hard. He was hit by an arrow in the middle of his forehead. The powerful arrow penetrated from between the eyes and penetrated the skull. Then it came out again.

He drilled out near Tianling Gai, and before Zong Rida could cry out in pain, the second arrow had arrived.

As if he had calculated the opponent's reaction, Li Zhongxiang's second arrow aimed at the chest. This was also because the chest target was obviously much larger than the head.

The second arrow pierced the heart.

The force of the arrow made the gap in the fur seem to be scorched. In the center of a big hole, an arrow shot forward and backward. A small tip emerged from the center of the back of the arrow.

"Well!"

Zongrida fell to the sky, with some blood foaming out of his mouth. He stared at a pair of cloudy eyes with undying resentment. Fortunately, his head soon tilted and he made no sound anymore.

The two insulted Yuezhi girls in the house witnessed this scene and were so frightened that they hid in the corner of the bed and shivered, not daring to make the slightest move.

Backyard corner.

Li Zhongxiang's face changed slightly, and he quickly hid his body in the dark. The target he just shot was obese. Judging from the physical characteristics, he could not be Prince Zhelan. Killing the wrong target means that the night attack is more likely to be successful.

Lowering it, Li Zhongxiang couldn't help sweating his palms when he thought of this.

"Is that Brother Li outside?" A familiar clear female voice sounded from the main room on the right.

Li Zhongxiang was startled. This voice was very familiar. There was only one person in Loulan who could call him by his name in Loulan dialect: An Qinglan.

"Brother Li, if you are outside, shoot an arrow at the window grille. If it hits, you are real. If you don't hit, then you are fake. Also, Prince Zhelan is here.

If you want to meet in this room, show off your skills." An Qinglan's playful voice seemed not to be disturbed by the changes outside, and still seemed full of life.

Huaien was in the room with An Qinglan.

This news cheered Li Zhongxiang up. He regretted the missed shot just now. Now when he heard that the target of the attack appeared again, he couldn't be surprised.

Draw the bow.

Nocking the arrow, taking a deep breath, the quivering arrow feathers swayed in small increments again and again, and rushed towards the small flower on the edge of the window.

——.

An Qinglan was very excited, her pretty face flushed with joy. The movement and sound outside made Princess Loulan, who was used to being ordinary, feel not fear, but strong stimulation.

Li Zhongxiang's two arrows shot Zong Rida to death at the door. This scene happened to be witnessed by An Qinglan, who was not far from the window. Regarding the death of Zong Rida, an old pervert, An Qinglan felt not only happy but also happy.

The rooms were less than a hundred steps apart, and An Qinglan could vaguely hear what was going on in Zong Rida's room.

As a woman.

An Qinglan was deeply abhorred by Zongrida's act of killing young girls. However, the sale of female slaves was also legally protected in this era. The life and death of the two-month slaves were controlled by their master Zongrida, and outsiders could not

Talking nonsense, in this case, no matter what Zongrida does, it is none of other people's business.

It's fine now.

The old whore was shot dead by Li Zhongxiang with two arrows, and he could no longer show off his power. Moreover, the Xiongnu mission no longer had Zong Rida as the actual person in charge, leaving only Huai En who was indifferent and cowardly. An Qinglan imagined

, this unreliable marriage with the Xiongnu may come to an end.

As long as Huaien proposes to repent, I believe that King Loulan will not forcefully give his daughter to the Huns. Moreover, An Qinglan also knows that her father is actually very angry with the Huns' conditions.

"puff!"

As An Qinglan expected, the flowers on the window edge bloomed and split in an instant.

"Brother Li! You're good at shooting." An Qinglan, who no longer had any doubts, shouted and pushed open the door. Against the light, the tall and graceful figure of the woman was like a delicate and blooming sea buckthorn flower in the desert, with thorns all over her body but emitting radiance.

With an irresistible floral fragrance.

Li Zhongxiang slowly walked out of the darkness.

Behind him, two followers, one on the left and one on the right, protected Li Zhongxiang's flanks. Before coming, Bai Guangji had solemnly explained that the main task of the two of them was not to kill the enemy, but to allow Li Zhongxiang to concentrate on his work.

Give full play to your best shooting skills.

As soon as An Qinglan saw Li Zhongxiang's figure, she ran over briskly without any intention of being on guard. Behind her, Wynn slowly leaned out half of his body, and then leaned against the door, stunned.

He looked at the two young men and women with strange expressions in front of him.

"Li Zhongxiang, are you here to kill me?" Wynn asked. Who is the man holding the bow in front of him? Of course Wynn knows him. As early as the competition between the Qin envoy and the Xiongnu envoy, Li Zhongxiang's name was like thunder.

Everyone in Loulan knows it.

"Huaien, aren't you afraid of death?" Li Zhongxiang stepped forward hurriedly and shouted.

This Hun prince, who looks a little thin and weak, is quite courageous. When Zongzhida's dead body is lying at the door opposite, and when there are shouts of killing in the front yard, it is not surprising that he can be so calm.

Quite a man.

"I'm afraid. But you won't kill me. Because I am not an enemy of your Qin country, and my mother is a Qin person." Huaien said with a serious face.

"On this basis, you are sure that I will not kill you." Li Zhongxiang pulled An Qinglan behind him, and while he was talking, his steps did not slow down at all.

Is Wynn really not afraid, or is he pretending not to be afraid?

Li Zhongxiang couldn't tell the difference. He only knew that time was the most precious. Every minute and every second now was exchanged for Bai Guangji's life at the expense of every brother. Therefore, Huai En should be killed or captured as soon as possible.

It is the most important thing right now. Of course, compared to being captured alive and shot to death, the former will definitely be more shocking.

As long as Huai'en is in control, all the resistance of the Xiongnu mission will disappear, and by then, King Loulan's attitude will be reversed and he will move closer to Qin.

"General Li, don't worry. I, Hua En, am willing to give my heart to Da Qin. If possible, please general, please take Hua En to the capital of Da Qin on your return trip." Hua En glanced at Li Zhongxiang indifferently and continued.

When he said these words, not only Li Zhongxiang was surprised, but even An Qinglan was stunned. With the current hostile relationship between the Xiongnu and Qin, Huaien actually wanted to surrender to Qin. This was really a big event. If the great Shan Yu

When Mao Dun knew that there were nobles in the tribe who had defected to Qin, he was probably going to be so angry that he would lead his troops from Mobei Royal Court to Hexi.

"If the prince really has this intention, he would be willing to go to the front and order the Xiongnu envoys to put down their weapons." Li Zhongxiang pondered for a moment and said.

"What's the difficulty? If General Li is worried, you can go with me. In fact, I would also like to thank General Li. If it weren't for your arrow, it wouldn't be easy to step out of this door.

Easy." Wynn smiled calmly and said.

Zongrida's status is very special. In addition to being the right supervisor of the mission, he is also the actual plenipotentiary sent by King Youxian. Among the tribes, the second prince Huai'en is nothing more than a vase to the Zhelan tribe.

A kind of existence, the real power and heir is his eldest brother: Suzhiheli.

In other words, Zongrida is the spokesperson of Suzhiheli and the person sent to monitor Wynn. Now, with Zongrida's death, the people in the Huns mission who can subdue Wynn no longer exist, and the remaining barbarians
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