Ashi Tilie's small stumbling block is dead. As long as he can get close to the Beidi royal court without the help of spies, he can always kill the Beidi Khan.

What is God's will? - Previously you were the God's will for all peoples.

This time you will die, but you regret your decision. You will make the same choice again not a hundred times.

If there is no response, you continue to blow the seventh sound, the eighth sound, and the seventh sound until you gain strength.

Yin Jingjing, who fell into the snow, tried to get up, but fell down again.

Huishi was very alert. If he saw Beidi soldiers and horses, he would approach rashly, but Tilie did not say anything to stop him.

We slowly witnessed the horrific death of Ashi, and looking at the traces of the fight, there was an eighth person at the scene...

At this time, the brown and red horse not far away struggled to stand up from its snow nest, shook the snow off its fur, ran to Li Suining, bent down its two front legs one after another, and let out a series of mournful urgings.

The other party must have been seriously injured, and we have hundreds of troops, are we afraid of killing just one person?

Beidi people have always had no tradition. As long as the Khan dies, even a small army that is currently fighting must return immediately.

There were a few holes under Luohuo's body, and it was not scratched by rocks or scratched by ice. However, it hid its seven limbs when it fell, so its legs were not seriously injured.

You have been drowsy and unconscious for several times, but you never dared to let yourself completely lose consciousness.

Yin Jing, you must come, you must break this calamity, why do you have to go to see your great uncle who has bad luck sometimes, and you must become a real "person" burdened by bad luck after this?

, and then kill me fairly and neatly.

Yin quietly turned around, lying on her back in the snow, put her finger to her pale and blood-stained lips, and blew a whistle.

In Youjue's view, this is clearly the skeleton of an emperor who has been tempered in the sea of ​​fire and blood and finally completed...

This is pomegranate fire.

What is the national destiny? - You were the national destiny before now!

Luo Huo roared angrily, not knowing what he was conveying, and bumped into his return date, before suddenly running towards the cliff.

After she had accumulated some more strength, Yin Jingjing blew the whistle again and repeated it over and over again, showing that she was willing to give up.

A small snowflake hit the man's eyebrows, and the pale eyelashes that covered the snowflakes trembled, and a round tear rolled out from the corner of his eye, streaking across the end of his eyebrows, sticking to the snowflakes, and melting them in an instant.

However, before we could take out the arrows, we were suddenly attacked by a white eagle flying in the sky. We were thrown off our horses and fell heavily into the snow.

It was all brown and red, except for its forehead, which was a little whiter than snow. It ran through a dry grassland half as low as a person, and rushed out in the light snow.

When returning home, it moves forward in fear. Occasionally its temper is so bad that it almost wants to scold the bird - how could that broken bird lead the way? It is a horse! It is a horse!

The pursuers in front are approaching, and the fire rushes them back to cross the cliff.

So what if you are going to die this time? If you win, you win. What you win is very glorious, very worthwhile, and very smooth.

In the biting wind and snow, the old horses trudged through the thick snow.

They waved their riding whips and shouted in Beidi dialect: "Hurry! Over there!"

Everything was promising and under control. The only trouble was that he was injured too seriously, which might delay his plan. But at this moment, feeling the warmth of the horse's hair beside him, Na Tilie felt peaceful in his heart.

About two-quarters of an hour ago, the earthquake in Qinoye became more and more violent, and the snow under the trees fell rustlingly.

At that time, there was no sound of hoofbeats, but the horse was riding empty.

You Jue suddenly understood the full meaning of this calamity mentioned by Tian Jing. His heart and soul were shaken for a moment. He staggered onto his horse, ran for a few steps, fell to the ground suddenly, and kowtowed with tears in his eyes: "...congratulations, Your Majesty, for escaping from this calamity. !”

Yufeng was most unfamiliar with the terrain in this area. The bottom of the cliff where Luhuo fell was a slow stream. The water flow was very turbulent from bottom to top. The ice was thick, and the bottom of the ice was covered with snow. At first glance, there was a clue.

Yufeng howled urgently, trying to grab Li Suining's robe.

But it ran fast and could catch up with the team in time, so it followed the traces and smells all the way until it arrived here.
Chapter completed!