Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1287 The pit is 274 meters deep, a difficult decision for two people
People have complaints, and God knows it.

On the other side of the cliff, the wind howled and the yellow leaves fluttered.There was a strong smell of blood floating in the air, the sky darkened, and the clearness of the previous two days seemed to have never existed. The sky was like a thick mark splashed by a famous master's ink pen, covering everything in the world There were layers of haze.

"My lord, are we going there?"

Zhao Shengdong followed closely beside Xiao Qian's horse, with a pair of pitch-black eyes that were burning with red-hot flames.

At this time, they were standing on the edge of a cliff on the back of the cliff.

The position is very tricky, you can advance, you can retreat, and you can also watch the scene of fighting tens of feet away.

The crowd there has gone crazy, killing the world into a purgatory, similar to a demon, and shaped like a demon.The sound of knives, guns, halberds, horses, and shouts of killing, like the flash of cold thorns, fell into the ears, and it was extremely ferocious.

The besieged men and horses were the followers of Menghe, the great Khan of Beimeng.The people who besieged him, judging from their clothes, were soldiers and horses of Hou Jue, and another group of people seemed to be soldiers of Beimeng. It was a big melee.

Why did the soldiers of Hou Jue come to Hang'ai Mountain to besiege Menghe? But judging from the situation on the battlefield, Houjuan has people who cooperate from inside and outside, and Menghe's soldiers follow him.

When hunting, there were not many people around Menghe.

Including the nearby guards, there were no more than a few hundred people.

Judging from the current situation, they were separated from other hunting armies.If there is no support at this time, if the battle continues like this, Menghe will fall into the hands of the latter in less than half an hour.

What will happen then?
But for those who are ambitious, what they can do at this time may be to sit on the sidelines and reap the benefits of the fisherman.Even when Zhao Shengdong asked Xiao Qian what he said, there was a gleam of joy in his eyes.

After following Xiao Qian for many years, doesn't he know the master's ambition?
Isn't such a favorable opportunity a gift from heaven?
If you miss this time, how long will you have to wait?
Just like a person who has been hungry for a long time, if he sees delicious meat and doesn't take a bite, how much desire must be suppressed?Everyone thought that Xiao Qian should stand by and watch and clean up the mess later, or even worse, directly lead people up to get rid of Menghe, so that the imperial power could be successfully transferred to him with the influence of Princess Ayigu's followers in Beimeng. In his hands, it is not without hope.

however--

Xiao Qian rode on the horse, watched quietly for a moment, then suddenly pulled out the saber on his waist, in his cold eyes, there seemed to be a breath of strength and determination, which was extremely shocking in the dark night .

"All the officers and men obey the order, come and save me!"

Help?

The few people accompanying him were all personal guards, so they couldn't help being stunned.

Why do you want to rescue him?

"My lord!"

Xiao Qian turned his head back, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Pass down the order, the rebels will be wiped out, and the Khan must be kept safe."

"My lord?" Zhao Shengdong also hesitated, took another step forward, and said in a very low voice: "This subordinate thinks the timing is right—"

He is the head of the four major bodyguards, he speaks with weight, and he is calm and thoughtful, Xiao Qian will send him to do important things.Normally, Xiao Qian would consider his suggestions very carefully.

This time, Xiao Qian turned dark and said in a deep voice.

"Trust my news and judgment!"

Zhao Shengdong was startled.

Before this, like others, he didn't know what Gu Er had said to Xiao Qian, he just thought that he was just here to deliver a message.In this way, Gu Er may have other information passed on to Xiao Qian, which affected his decision-making this time.

They are all people who know how to measure. Seeing Xiao Qian's serious expression, Zhao Shengdong no longer hesitated, just turned around quietly, then turned the horse's head, held up the long sword, and shouted sharply in the wind.

"Pass on the order of the prince! Help!"

"Subordinates wait for orders!"

"As ordered!"

"As ordered!"

Amidst the roars one after another, the hooves of the horses slapped, rolling up countless sand and dust.The army rolled towards the bloody battlefield where the two sides were stalemate like a tide, and rolled away, with huge waves surging to the sky, causing the world to change color immediately.

Xiao Qian did not move.

He still stood there quietly.

The cold wind blew the broken hair on his forehead, and his gaze was as deep as the sky that could not be seen through at this moment.

"A group of thieves who act as sycophants will be punished by heaven, and they will enter the court as soon as they are exhausted!"

He moaned softly, forcefully and coldly.

But it was covered in the noise by the sound of horseshoes, and almost no one heard it.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly whipped his horse and rushed up from the side, wearing an iron armor and cloak, he was as heroic as a god, and he was no longer sick and weak as usual, he seemed to be a veteran who had been on the sofa for a long time.

The soldiers turned their heads and looked, and they all let him go forward.Xiao Qian also didn't seem to have seen the rest of the people on the battlefield.He took the lead, rushed into the enemy's line, and together with the exhausted Mongolian Guards, fought against the Ping soldiers and the rebellion.

"Khan, where are you?"

He shouted loudly and looked towards the dark crowd.

No one answered him, the soldiers were busy with their heads.

After a while, an old general with a long beard and wearing general armor rushed over, slashed and killed a Ping soldier, and looked at Su He in surprise.

"My lord, are you here?!"

"Yes." Xiao Qian held his sword in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and continued to ask: "Where is the Great Khan?"

The old general hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know either. When the Pun people killed me, I was dispersed by the rebels. I'm afraid it's dangerous for Khan right now! The old minister is looking for—"

Dispersed? !

Xiao Qian didn't say much, he reined in the horse, shouted "drive", the horse raised its front hooves high, leaped over several layers of defensive Ping soldiers, and rushed directly into the trapped Menghe guards in the army.

"Sweat!"

There is no Menghe.

There is no Menghe in the middle.

Some were just those guards who were so killed that they couldn't resist and had to hold tightly together.

The guards are basically cowardly soldiers.

That is, the most elite army in Beimeng.

This is also the fundamental reason why hundreds of them can support until now.

No one wants to die, even if they wait until the last moment, they must persist in survival.Seeing Xiao Qian coming to rescue these cowardly soldiers, like the old general, roared with joy and surprise, and even some injured people who had fallen into despair once again had the hope of surviving. ——

"Brothers, rise up, the prince is here to save us!"

The numb nerves are awakened, and the hunger for survival is breathing.

Human potential is limitless.

Wounded soldiers, remnants, all took up arms and fought...

Speaking of Xiao Qian, there are only two or three hundred guards.But with their joining, even if the number is still not dominant, it is almost an overwhelming comparison, but after the morale is greatly increased, they are like a group of warriors filled with iron slurry, casting an indestructible city wall. Under the oppression of her, the situation was turned around very quickly!

"Kill!"

"kill!"

"For survival!"

"For the grace of the prince's life! Protect the prince!"

Someone took the opportunity to roar in the crowd, to establish dignity for Xiao Qian.

You must know that the grace of saving lives can be remembered forever.This time, when Xue Jinwei's military power was at stake, Xiao Qian survived. If there is a chance in the future, can they not repay Yongquan's kindness?

All human beings have humanity.Like the political mobilization of later generations, sometimes people have to rely on a spiritual head to have cohesion, and the power of spiritual leaders is also huge.

The person who shouted was none other than Zhao Shengdong.

He is Xiao Qian's extremely important bodyguard and counselor.

At this moment, the fight was already in a mess, and he didn't get confused, knowing when to say what to say.Thus, under his influence, the battle formation of Beimeng immediately took on a new look, as if an old man who had already lost his vitality was suddenly replaced with fresh blood, and his vitality became vigorous.

This kill will change the color of the world!
The entire space was torn into pieces!
But the sound of killing cannot penetrate the jungle——

Under the same sky, there are two kinds of clouds.

In the small town of Er'er, which is far away from here, it is very peaceful.

The night is dim and the lights are beautiful.

When Mo Jiu returned to the small town of Er'er, he ran back to his original house.

At this time, the sky has completely darkened.

Women can't get real peace when men are outside.She was worried about Xiao Qian, and wondered what the situation outside was like. Although she had no way to directly participate, she refused to stand by and watch.So, on their way back to the small town of Er, he had already ordered Mo Fan to send someone to inquire about the news.

At this time, the person who inquired has not returned.

She folded her hands anxiously, walked left and right, absent-minded.

Mo Wang went to work, and the people by her side were Mei Er and Gu Er.

After staring at her anxious face for a long time, Gu Er finally became impatient.

"Ninth girl, don't walk around."

Gu Er often made Mo Jiu angry, inexplicably angry.

At this moment, she was restless, but upon hearing this, she stopped and turned to stare at him.

"I'll go mine, what's your business?"

Gu Er thought about it seriously, "It's none of my business."

"It's good to know." Mo Jiu snorted unhappily, and continued walking.

After coming back to the town of Er'er, she didn't even have time to change her clothes. The folds and green marks on the grass were all stained with color, but she didn't realize it, and she didn't know what she looked like at all. Demeanor, very embarrassed, with only a look of burning brows, let Gu Er's gaze become deep again.

"Ninth Miss, do you think it's useful to switch like this?"

"It's none of your business whether it's useful or not?"

"It's none of my business." Gu Er used the same answer again, and then said with a serious face: "If something is beyond my control, then all I can do is stay calm."

Alas!
She is the king of principles, so Gu Er actually taught her a class today?
The corners of Mo Jiu's mouth twitched, his heart relaxed, and he suddenly wanted to laugh again.

Although the words are not good, they are true.

Does her anxiety help?No.

It will only cause confusion and affect correct judgment.

Moreover, Gu Er didn't provoke her, and he kindly sent her back, so why did she fight with him?Not everyone is Xiao Liulang and will be used to her.She had such an aggressive tone just now, and Gu Er's calm comfort was enough.

"Yeah." She nodded, "You're right, I'll sit for a while. Go down and rest too. You can't guard here."

"Okay." Gu Er has always been like this, there are not many redundant words, today these few sentences are too much.After finishing speaking, he put on a blank face and strode out——

But before he could step out, Mo Jiu called out to him again.

"Hey! You haven't told me—"

Gu Er stopped and turned his head, and stopped her before she finished asking.

"I won't answer any questions until I get the order from the prince."

"—"

Very cool!This brother Gu?

Mo Jiu raised his forehead and waved his hands recklessly.

"Okay, I thank you."

……

Er's lights went out.

The night completely sank below the horizon.

Mo Jiu ate some casual dinner, sat in the room and took a nap with her chin resting on her hands.

Waiting is a grueling chore.

When Mo Wang picked up the curtain and came in, the first thing he saw was her bowed head, eyes slightly closed, and her hair hanging down.

Squinting his deep eyes, he coughed lightly.

"Little Nine."

Mo Jiu happened to be a little sleepy, and when he heard Mo Wang's voice, he became refreshed for a while.

Standing up suddenly, she asked nervously, "Brother, how is the situation?"

Mo Wang glanced at the sleep marks on her face, and said calmly: "There are ghosts in the hunting army of Beimeng. They tried to keep Menghe's personal guards away from the hunting army, and took the opportunity to cooperate with the Houyi inside and outside to surround Menghe. Now that Menghe is alive or dead, the prince rescued him—"

Are there ghosts?
Contain Menghe?

You know, no matter what, the emperor is on tour!The whole itinerary of the hunt was planned and arranged very carefully, and the defenses were extremely strict. Each step was assigned a specific person in charge. What kind of person was chosen, with such great energy, to accomplish this earth-shattering thing?
She frowned slightly.

No matter how you think about it, it's very tricky.

Staring at Mo Wang's face, she asked again: "Do you know who did it?"

Mo Huang pursed his lips, as if he also had doubts about this.

"Judging from the current news, it is very likely that it is Prime Minister Namhan."

"Namuhan! How could he?" Mo Jiu subconsciously didn't believe it.

An old prime minister who doesn't even have a son is highly respected in Beimengde, and now Menghe also thinks highly of him. A person who holds a high position, what good does it do him?Unless for someone else.

But what kind of person can make him dare to risk the disgrace of the world and involve himself in this bottomless abyss, which may damage his life and even leave him with eternal infamy?
Could it be Ayigu?

Between Ayigu and Namhan...

Mo Jiu was startled, and suddenly frowned in thought.

"Senior brother, are you sure, is the prince going to save you?"

Mo Wan lowered his eyebrows, "At present, yes."

"its not right!"

This matter is full of mystery.

Mo Jiu walked up and down the room again.

She suddenly felt that there was a trap.

A trap that threatens to trap them forever.

"Hopefully he can handle—"

In fact, she still has confidence in her man.

But at this time, Guan was confident that he would not let her sit and wait.

Looking gratefully at Mo Wang, she bit the corner of her lips.

"Brother, ask people to continue to pay attention. If there is any situation, report it immediately. Our Mo family is not a vegetarian. I don't care about the world or the king. I only know whoever offends my Mo family and my Mo Jiu's man, I will forgive you." without him."

"Yes." Mo Wang took two steps with his eyes down, and then stayed again, "Don't worry about Xiao Jiu, the prince has his own discretion in doing things, you can just wait at ease. Even if something happens, we are still here—"

Mo Jiu was slightly taken aback, thinking that this was his concern, restrained her panic, and gave a playful smile.

"I know, the Mo family will always be my backing."

With a sound of "En", Mo Wang was about to step back when a message came from outside.

"Juzi, the Eldest Princess welcomes you!"

Mo Jiu returned to Er'er, but he hasn't seen the eldest princess yet.

This woman is Su He's biological mother, and the relationship with Mo Jiu is a bit delicate.She is not good at dealing with such family disputes.Therefore, as long as she has the opportunity to avoid it, she is unwilling to deal with the eldest princess.

At this time, there were wars outside, what did Ayigu ask her for?
"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

……

At the same time, on the open battlefield behind the cliff, smoke billowed, and thousands of riders rushed in.

The Beimeng army who came to support finally arrived.

The leader of the army turned out to be Meng He Khan who thought he was trapped in the encirclement.

He sat high on the horse, looking at the battlefield full of corpses, his sharp eyes under the helmet were as vicious as a pair of poisonous snakes coveting their prey.

Thousands of torches were lit, illuminating the battlefield as if it were daytime.

At this time, after nearly an hour of fighting, it was still hard to tell the winner.

Senton gripped the rein tightly and stared at the blindfolded eyes.

"Profusely! It's too late - decide!"

There was no expression on Meng He's face, and he didn't even have the joy of "because he was not at the scene, he escaped by luck". He stood where Xiao Qian had stood before, and looked at the bloody scene from the same angle. The battlefield, thinking quietly, seems to be making a difficult decision.

Maybe it's been a long time.

Maybe not too long.

Before Senton urged again, Menghe finally let out a low cry.

"Pass down the order to wipe out the rebels! Help King Jinyin!"

　The climax is near, and this volume is about to end.
　　Well, there is only the last volume left.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)