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At this moment, the war horses of the Beile people exerted unparalleled power. They climbed up from the trench and charged along the two wings of the Zidal camp.The scimitar reflected a cold light, like an open iron tongs, holding the camp firmly in the palm of the hand.

Among the Hu merchants in the Western Regions, there are also many good riders and archers. Unfortunately, they lack cooperation and cannot compete with the well-trained Beile cavalry.Soon, the corpses fell all over the ground, and blood stained the grass of Zidal.

Zhang Jingche mobilized the guards he brought with him on this trip. These are all experts from You Yunwei. Although they are also unable to compete with the Beile cavalry, they have one killer weapon - firecrackers.

This time, You Yunwei showed off the blunderbuss that people in the Western Regions coveted, and the bullets exploded continuously, and each sound would definitely take a life away.The left and right forwards of the Beile people had their heads blasted, which made the general Beile feel distressed.

"Damn it!" he roared, "I'm going to kill these bloody Central Plains people!"

What stopped him was a cold long knife.

Yang Fan was riding on the horse, his long eyebrows pressed sharply, and his eyes held back excitement. He raised the corners of his lips at General Bei Le, and said in a low voice, "Here we are...stay here!"

In the next moment, the long knife swept out, General Bei Le had no way to avoid it, so he could only raise the knife to block.

Beile is tall and has a natural advantage in strength and speed. General Beile was surprised that the young man in front of him was able to fight him head-on without losing the wind.The long knife sharpened sharply, sparks scattered and splashed, General Bei Le reined in his horse suddenly, and took a half step back cautiously: "You are not an ordinary Central Plains person... Are you a general of the Northwest Garrison?"

Yang Fan was too lazy to argue with him, so he chopped off his head with the long knife.

General Bei Le learned about Dingbian Hou's terrifying arm strength. It was not an ordinary knife, but made of the finest wootz steel.Every time Yang Fan landed his sword, it was as if the top of Mount Tai was covered. General Bei Le didn't dare to take it hard, so he could only retreat to defuse his strength.

General Beile confirmed the identity of Marquis Dingbian in the midst of hand-to-hand combat. He had never met Yang Fan face-to-face, and the limited few times he confronted each other was through helmets and crowds.But this did not prevent him from recognizing Dingbianhou from his sword skills and combat style, and immediately shouted: "This is a general from the Central Plains! Kill him...he must not be allowed to leave alive!"

The Beile tried to outflank it on both sides, but their plan was thwarted.Zhang Jingche led You Yunwei to intercept the left and right forwards of the Beile people. He was firmly stuck in the center like a pincer, making it difficult for the opened pliers to close.

You Yunwei's immediate skill was no match for the Beile people, but he had endless tricks of trickery.They are even equipped with a special "projectile", which explodes into the sky after throwing out the smoke, and the pungent spicy taste hits the face.No matter how well-trained the war horse was, it couldn't bear the smell, and immediately lost its position, neighing endlessly in the smog.

With the left and right wings being restrained, Yang Fan no longer had to worry about the future, and focused all his attention on the Beile cavalry in front of him.His long knife smashed the scimitar of General Bei Le, and General Bei Le screamed in distress, suddenly reined in the horse, turned around and ran away.

Yang Fan didn't chase after him, he sensed that something was wrong in the deep night, his body's instinctive reaction saved him again, he rolled over on the spot, covered his body with the tents scattered all over the ground, and heard the sharp sound of piercing through the air and rubbing his scalp. .

The Beile people's crossbow team arrived. They were impatient to spend time with these mobs, and planned to crush them with their absolute strength.

This is not good news for Yang Fan. His advantage is night and street fighting. Once the opponent recovers and does not give him a chance to steal tricks, they will soon be crushed into dust by Bei Le cavalry.There was a lot of fighting around, but Yang Fan was so quiet that he lowered his body. He judged the enemy's position amidst the shouting and killing, and rushed out like a nimble leopard.

The Beile people were also bleeding. They didn't expect the little Zidal to be so troublesome.Those miscellaneous Hu soldiers broke out with unimaginable combat power on the line of life and death. Hu merchants from various countries in the Western Regions burst out foul language in different tones, while harvesting lives neatly.

The fierce battle lasted for a whole night, and when the sun gradually lit up, the Beile cavalry finally gained an overwhelming advantage. They pressed forward step by step and surrounded Zidal.The miscellaneous Hu soldiers were squeezed into a corner, and no matter how much they cursed, they could not restore the decadent situation.

Yang Fan was surrounded by dozens of Beile cavalry, and the general Beile didn't pay attention to the rules of fighting alone, trying to squeeze Yang Fan inside by virtue of the superiority in numbers.Yang Fan's five senses are brought into full play. While guarding against the enemy in front of him, he also needs to be careful about his back. No one can tell where the sneak attack will come from.

This is a huge consumption of the general's physical strength and concentration, and even Dingbianhou, who is the champion of the three armies, can't bear it.While forcing General Bei Le back again, he didn't pay attention to the trap under his feet. The horse tripped over the tight tripping rope, neighed, and staggered to the ground.

Yang Fan rolled out the moment he touched the ground. He heard the sound of horseshoes and blades piercing the air, and the Beile people chased after him relentlessly, determined to take away the head of Marquis Dingbian.General Beile looked up to the sky with a long smile: "Grab this kid, I will take his head back and make it into the most honorable wine glass on the Khan Jin Case!"

Yang Fan imagined that scene, shaking his body with creepy goosebumps.

In an extremely unfavorable situation, he swung his knife and swept across, and the Bei Le war horse in front of him wailed, and knelt down on the ground too late.At the same time, there was a deja vu sound, and Yang Fan turned his head suddenly, and saw a group of knights rushing fast, the leader was dressed in hunting white.

The continuous firing of firecrackers is the nemesis of the cavalry, and even the Beile cavalry who swept across the grassland did not dare to beat them lightly.General Bei Le was forced to retreat, and Yang Fan took the opportunity to grab Zhang Jingche's rein and leap onto the horse's back nimbly.

"Let's go!" Yang Fan said in a deep voice, "Northwest camp should have received a message from Feige... Delaying for one night is already the limit, if you delay any longer, you will only be able to deliver food!"

Zhang Jingche whistled and turned the horse's head in a good manner. He turned his head and caught a glimpse of the blood oozing from Yang Fan's shoulder. His expression changed immediately: "Are you injured?"

Yang Fan wiped his face indifferently: "It's okay, just a skin injury."

Zhang Jingche's eyes flashed the evil sycophant who must be revenged, and suddenly he was caught in the belly of a horse, and he rushed out like an arrow from the string.The steed on his crotch was abnormal, even with two people on his back, he was still unstoppable, and in a blink of an eye he threw away a large part of the pursuers.General Beile was not willing to give up, he shouted loudly and chased after him.

Zhang Jingche judged the distance of the pursuers from the sound of horseshoes, and suddenly bit his lips as a whistle.The next moment, gunshots rang out in the dilapidated tent at the same time. General Bei Le was defenseless and watched blood burst from his chest.

His half grin froze on his face, and a moment later, he fell off his horse.

The sudden death of the general caught everyone off guard. Although the Beile cavalry was shocked, they chased after Yang Fan relentlessly, wanting to leave the head of Marquis Dingbian behind.This chasing battle is very unfavorable to Zhang Jingche. He has limited manpower and limited ammunition, which is not enough to compete with an elite Beile army.Fortunately, at this time, they heard the sound of horseshoes in the opposite direction.

It was also neat and full of rhythm, and it sounded like a well-trained cavalry, but this time, the direction of the vibration came from the southwest——

The reinforcements from the Northwest Camp finally arrived!

At this time, the sky was bright, and I couldn't see clearly in a hurry, but I saw a dark shadow moving from a distance, like covering the sky and blocking out the sun.The Beile cavalry had just experienced a night of fierce fighting, and they were tired of men and horses. They couldn't help but their livers and gallbladders were torn. They turned their horses' heads without much hesitation, and retreated like a tide.

When the first ray of sunlight pierced the night, reinforcements from the Northwest Camp had already entered the Qidal camp, led by Zhuo Jiusi.The first thing he did when he jumped off the horse was to find Yang Fan in a hurry, inspect him from top to bottom, and then let out a long breath: "It's fine... Marshal, you made a big death this time! "

Yang Fan was busy cleaning the battlefield and chasing the remnants of the soldiers. He managed to catch his breath and looked around, but he didn't see Zhang Jingche.He was so impatient with Zhuo Jiusi's nagging, he pulled him aside with a horsewhip, stretched out his hand to grab Ding Ru'an who was passing by hurriedly: "Where is your master?"

Ding Ru'an had been running all night, already dizzy, suddenly caught by Marquis Ding Bian, he couldn't recover for a moment: "Master, master? Oh, the master is over there in the tent, and ordered me to gather all the good doctors I brought on this trip. "

Yang Fan was surprised: "Good doctor? Is your master injured?"

Ding Ru'an came back to his senses: "That's not... It's just that a few brothers were injured, and the master ordered them to be carried to the tent. He is probably treating the wounds of the brothers right now."

Yang Fan suddenly let go of what he was holding.

You Yunwei's elites were wounded several times, some were injured by Bei Le's scimitar, and some were hit by hidden weapons.The style of the hidden weapon was exactly the same as the one that wounded Yang Fan. It was sharp at both ends, with three blood grooves and barbs hanging from the edges.

Zhang Jingche was born at the first time and familiar with the second time. The operation was done very well. When Yang Fan arrived, he was treating the third brother. He took out the hidden weapon and threw it into the porcelain plate. He had already stitched the wound tightly with needles .

Yang Fan didn't bother him, he found a clean corner and squatted, suddenly a hand was stretched out beside him, but it was Ding Ru'an who handed over a water bag.Yang Fan thanked him, raised his neck and drank a little, and finally smacked his lips: "Your master has suffered a lot in starting such a big business these years, right?"

Ding Ru'an vaguely heard about the relationship between Dingbianhou and his master, and witnessed the intimacy between the two when they got along in private. Hearing his question at this time, he immediately confessed without any concealment: "Who said it wasn't? To open up trade routes, the master personally led people to travel the Western Regions several times, knowing where to garrison troops, where to rest, where to lay ambushes, and where to fight positional warfare, all of which are clear."

Yang Fan didn't interrupt him and listened very carefully.

"In the beginning, the countries in the Western Regions didn't buy it, and tried every means to make things difficult. The master was also unambiguous, and directly bribed the civil and military ministers of a small country to make them fight among themselves and overthrow the lord..."

Yang Fan: "..."

He knew that the surname Zhang was bleeding restlessly, but he still underestimated this person's ability, and kicked out the country's lord at the slightest disagreement. Is this person born to stir up trouble?

An hour later, Zhang Jingche finished treating the wounded at hand, washed his hands with the residual water in the copper basin, and suddenly looked up, and saw a lump of Dingbian Hou curled up in the corner of the tent.

Zhang Jingche suddenly found it very interesting. He pushed back a group of personal guards, squatted down halfway with his clothes up, and turned his head to look at the sleeping Yang Fan.

Yang Fan didn't intend to wake up at all, he didn't even notice that someone was staring at him, he snored comfortably and at ease.Zhang Jingche was so playful that he picked up a lock of hair from Yang Fan's sideburns and rubbed it against the tip of Dingbianhou's nose.

Yang Fan felt itchy, turned his head to one side, hid most of his face in the cloak, and continued to sleep soundly.

Zhang Jingche hesitated for a while between "continue to make small moves" and "let Dingbianhou continue to sleep peacefully", but in the end he was not willing to wake Yang Fan up, pulled the cloak for him, got up and walked out of the tent.

Ding Ru'an has been waiting outside the tent. Seeing Zhang Jingche coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward: "Master!"

Zhang Jingche made a gesture and led him out of the shooting area. After making sure that he would not disturb Dingbianhou in the tent, he said in a low voice, "The people from Beile came here unusually... Beile Khan just wants to deal with him again." Marquis Dingbian, there is no need to take the risk of taking the countries of the Western Regions head-on, did something happen?"

Ding Ru'an was used to his master's straight-forward approach, and he replied confidently: "There is indeed a change... There is news from Gaochang that the old Huihe king died suddenly, and the new prince is the second prince."

Zhang Jingche turned back suddenly, his eyes narrowed dangerously: "Second prince? Didn't the old King Huihe have a son? Why is it the second prince's turn?"

Ding Ru'an felt the biting coldness for no reason, and lowered his eyes calmly: "The newspaper said that the son was under house arrest by the old king's personal guards. related."

Zhang Jingche pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "This matter... Does Mei Niya know?"

Ding Ru'an had expected him to ask this question, and shook her head when she heard the words: "Still hiding the news... However, the Beile cavalry came suddenly, and she had some guesses in her heart, and she might not be able to hide it for long."

Zhang Jingche knew very well that before the old Huihe King Shoushu made an alliance with Beile, and at the same time secretly communicated with the Central Plains people.Beile Khan was apprehensive and did not dare to expose his back to this unsteady ally, so it was inevitable that he acted with hesitation.

However, when the second prince came to power, this concern was dispelled.

"The second prince's mother is Princess Beile, and she has a natural sense of closeness to Beile," Zhang Jingche said in a low voice, "If Beile Khan invites you with the throne of Huihe, and promises a lot of money, I don't worry if he won't take the bait."

"I just don't understand," Ding Ruan's voice was very soft, and the night wind swept away the words as soon as he left his mouth. "Although the old King Huihe is seriously ill, he has always firmly controlled the authority. How can he just let go? He is already sick. After so long, have you not arranged a way out at all?"

"There are only two possibilities," Zhang Jingche analyzed calmly and clearly, "Either, the second prince was ordered by the old Huihe king, but judging from the changes in policy before and after the old king's death, I personally think it is unlikely. Or, the old Huihe king Wang's death was indeed sudden, so sudden that...even he himself was caught off guard, and he didn't even have time to arrange any escape route."

Ding Ru'an understood his hint, and took a slight breath: "The meaning of the master is... the old King Huihe's health is actually not as bad as he has always shown, and his sudden death is inseparable from the second prince. Does it matter?"

Zhang Jingche was about to speak when a cloak suddenly fell under his hood, covering his face in it.Zhang Jingche took half a step back and bumped into a warm and firm chest.

"What are you talking about?" Yang Fan lowered his head and brushed his lips against Zhang Jingche's ear, "You came out just now...why didn't you call me?"