[Marco Polo] Where is Homecoming?

Zhenjin ran all the way with Ma Ke in his arms, and it was already dawn when he returned to the city.I found a restaurant and ordered some food, but the prince didn't have the slightest appetite. When he was thinking about how to escape, he suddenly heard the sound of gongs clearing the way. From the window, he could see a troop of soldiers and horses coming slowly from the street. , Zhen Jin looked up and saw the big flag and the officers and soldiers who opened the way, his heart suddenly moved, and he reached out and grabbed the Latin man who was eating the ground beside him.

Marco raised his head, but heard him say:

"Boriged, the chief soldier of the Dunhuang garrison, is the founding minister of Jianwu General Bo Rihai. He has been loyal to the Khan for generations. When he meets him, he has a way to escape!"

After speaking, he grabbed Marco and went downstairs, came to the street and stopped the garrison.

"Is it General Boriged? Someone is here!"

The team stopped, and immediately a garrison with the appearance of a herald rode his horse back to report back. After a while, the two of them were invited to get into the car, and the team continued to move forward.

The Dunhuang garrison has existed since ancient times. In addition to serving the frontier defense, it also has the purpose of maintaining the stability of the city. It is directly dispatched by the monarch with the tiger amulet.

After entering the camp, they were arranged to wait in the front hall. After a while, they heard the sound of quick footsteps. A man came into the house. After scanning around, he dismissed the servants. Just when Zhen Jin was puzzled, he saw him Kneel down suddenly!

"Boriged didn't know that Khan's son was here, and neglected to take care of him. I hope His Highness will forgive me!"

Zhen Jin hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

"This behavior was ordered by my father Khan to patrol the west in disguise. I didn't intend to disturb, and I don't know if I am innocent."

Boriged got up and invited the prince to sit down.

"On this journey, I was suddenly attacked by the Ming Cult, and all the followers around me were lost. As a last resort, I asked the general to send troops to escort me to Dadu and report the truth to Khan."

"It's that group of cult members who have been rampant in recent years. Our army has suppressed them several times but failed to eradicate them. Because they are too powerful and mixed with fish and dragons, the cult members often disguise themselves as merchants and try to go east through Dunhuang and go to the Central Plains. Carrying forward the teachings, and now dare to fight against the imperial court, it is simply fatal!"

Borged asked.

"A few days ago, the cult caused chaos in the Shadu Inn, and our army caught a few of them, and they are about to investigate. If your Highness wants to observe, please come with me."

After speaking, he got up, and Zhen Jin followed him to the execution ground in the camp, but he saw a row of dozens of congregants tied to the execution platform, and Marco recognized one of them at a glance as the person who wanted to molested him in the alley of the Shadu Inn .

Bozhiged stood on the high platform and ordered the executioners behind him to swing their knives in unison. Blood splashed in the air, and dozens of heads fell down in response.

Just when the head fell to the ground, Ma Ke noticed that Zhen Jin closed his eyes slightly, as if he was relieved.

That night they were placed in the barracks for the night.With the garrison escorting them, their situation is already safe, but Marco can't sleep. At this time when they are about to return to the capital, he thinks of Kuo Kuozhen's words before leaving, and thinks of his dream. He knows that if If he doesn't take action now, the ending in his dream will be his end.

Thinking of this, he could no longer fall asleep, got up, quietly packed his luggage, and backed out.

The area around the garrison camp was deserted, so he took a horse and galloped away under the cover of the sound of wind and sand.

The night was very windy and sandy, and no one noticed this traveler fleeing in a hurry. The Latin man galloped like a drop of water into the boundless darkness.

Night Breeze screamed in his ears. He knew that even if Zhenjin knew he had escaped, he would not come after him. His first task now was to return to his father in Dadu. If he found that the Latino had escaped, he might curse and throw a tantrum , but absolutely, definitely will not come after him.

At dawn, Marco came to another garrison supply point, and he could get support at any official garrison point with the Khan's gold medal.

There are also many business travelers with official documents resting here in the station. Marco ordered a pot of tea, but at that moment his eyes were suddenly attracted by a person who came in, and saw that person was wrapped in a strict The tight cloak of coarse cloth makes it impossible to tell the age of men and women at all.Perhaps it was because the hood was too wide to affect walking, and the man accidentally staggered when going up the steps, dragging something out of his pocket slightly.

Marco's eyes widened, and he put down the teacup.

That is the Holy Fire Order of the Ming Cult!

Seeing the man walk into the podium, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he remembered what he heard about Rishengzi in Manta's mansion that night. It turned out that Boriged also took refuge in Mingjiao!The scene at the execution ground was just a play on the spot!

His first reaction was to go back to Daying immediately and tell Zhen Jin, but for some reason, he suddenly hesitated.

What does his life and death have to do with you?If Borigede really returned to the Ming Cult, he would have been dead by now!

He was filled with pain, regret, sorrow and grief in his heart. It was always a disaster if the person did not die. If the person died, he had no choice but to save him, even if he would only see the last side of him.

He vaguely noticed a terrifying fact in his heart, as if he had stepped into a strange circle, no matter how hard he struggled, he would never be able to escape in this life.

The sand wind was blowing so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, he didn't know what would happen after he exposed the matter between himself and Kuo Kuozhen, whether he would die under his hands in the future, all he knew was that he couldn't abandon him now, He didn't want to think about the fact that he had been killed, so he was driven and chased by some strange force, returning along the original road without stopping.The horse was urged by him to gallop all the way, back and forth for more than 100 miles in half a day. When the sun was high, he could gradually see the smell of blood coming from the wind and sand in the camp, and he could faintly hear the piercing sound of swords and soldiers clashing.

The Dunhuang garrison camp was already in chaos with blood flowing all over the ground, and the figure of the prince jumped up and down among thousands of armored soldiers, lightly emerging from the dust.He wielded a huge pistol, and every blow was like a thunderbolt, killing several people in a row, and the blood splashed like soup and snow.Half of the clothes seemed to be fished out of a pool of blood, but the prince's eyes were cold and gray, and he was invincible wherever he passed. He cut off all the soldiers in front of him with a single knife, and then stood with the knife behind his back, looking coldly around.His eyes were blood red, his face was ferocious, and for a moment he frightened the soldiers who rushed forward.

The chasing soldiers went forward one after another, and the real gold rushed into the enemy's line with a big drink. With the heart of killing, he no longer had any scruples. The huge gun swept across the thousands of troops, bringing up streaks of blood and splashing on his face.

"Real gold!"

Ma Ke suddenly shouted, the prince was turning his head to see him, and suddenly he ran towards him with a horizontal knife!

Marco felt that he couldn't breathe for a moment, and watched the huge long-handled knife grazing his head.Blood splashed out in an instant, and a corpse fell at his feet.It turned out that just now he was only looking forward and didn't notice that there was a surprise attack behind him. If it wasn't for Zhen Jin's sudden attack, he might have died on the spot.

"Get on the horse!"

Ma Ke, who came back to his senses, drank in a low voice, stepped on his horse with real gold, turned around and swung his knife to sweep away the pursuers, Ma Ke immediately turned his horse's head and ran out, countless feathered arrows flew by the tips of his ears.

The dust was flying, and the two of them rode a horse together and galloped on the sandy ground. After a while, the pursuers were thrown away, but when the two were rejoicing, suddenly the horse's front hooves gave way and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth Collapsed to death from exhaustion, Ma Ke dismounted his horse and ran wildly with the people behind him, but the prince suddenly groaned and fell to the ground, it turned out that he was shot in the calf by an arrow just now.

Ma Ke quickly leaned over to check, but saw blood flowing from his shoulders and back. It turned out that he had been wounded several times during the fierce battle just now, but now he is at the end of his battle.

"You go, they want me."

He suddenly pushed him violently, leaning on his sword and gritted his teeth.

"It's a big deal to fight them to the death!"

"no!"

Marco was decisive, for some reason he suddenly felt a surge of energy all over his body, and suddenly bent over and carried him on his back and ran wildly.

There are many winds and sands in the Western Regions, and it looks like a vast expanse from a distance.The sky is still so far away, the clouds that cover the sky move slowly, casting huge shadows on the undulating desert, the sky and the earth seem to face each other in eternal silence, like two parallel time and space that never meet.

"...I used to be so mean to you, even if you leave me now, I won't hate you..."

He couldn't open his eyes because of the blowing sand, and the prince's voice came from behind him.

"Don't think about it, save your strength, we will definitely escape this disaster!"

"...We can't escape, 'that person' has already laid a net..."

He was lying on his back, breathing like a gossamer, and the endless wind blew his black hair flying like torn silk.

Ma Ke had no time to pay attention to him, but he heard the whistling sound behind him, how many people and horses were running towards this side in the darkness, Ma Ke was anxious, and ran faster and faster, but heard the sound of water in front of him, the two unexpectedly He fled to the Shule River. This year, the summer rain was particularly abundant. The Shule River gathered the streams of the Qilian Mountains. At the mouth of the river, there were even more snow waves. Marco was still hesitating, but he heard the wind behind him. Extremely thrilling.

The pursuers behind him were getting closer, he gritted his teeth and jumped down.

The river came roaring, and the two of them swirled in the whirlpool, and then separated. For a moment, Marco felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and everything fluctuated with the raging river, becoming blurred , blurred.

The river water slowed down when it entered the border of Qilian. The two threw their coats into the river to create the illusion of drowning, and hid in a grotto.

Marco leaned over to roughly bandage him, and the prince suddenly reached out to caress his face.

There was a strong smell of blood all around, and the heartbeats of the two echoed clearly in the small cave.

The sound of the chasing soldiers has gone away, his hair has been scattered in the fight just now, and his face is covered with blood and ashes.

He looked at the lost and recovered man in front of him, and suddenly shouted, extremely angry.

"Why did you come back?!"

Marco looked at him, and suddenly kissed him hard.

The kiss was hot and long, and the prince wanted to resist at first, but gradually became addicted to it.

He hesitated, and stretched out his arms to embrace Marco.The other party held him tightly, as if trying to embed him in his body.

No one expected that this trip to the west would be met with misfortune, and they would be chased and killed all the way. During the few days of fleeing, all the eight horses fell, but only the two of them escaped in the end.

He had thought about 1 endings, and out of 99, the real gold died. However, God believed and gave him a complete person.

Their bodies rubbed against each other, and their breathing became more and more rapid. During the entanglement, he caressed the person in front of him forgetfully, and closed his eyes.

Lips and tongues intertwine, ears and temples grind together.

This kiss seemed to have lasted for a century, and when they parted, both of them felt that there was still more to say.

"Latin, I want you."

Looking at the person in front of him, the prince muttered.His face was flushed, his winking eyes were like silk, and he couldn't help taking off his clothes.

This was the first time he observed him so closely, and he found that the Latin man was so handsome, his body was strong, full of beauty and strength, he couldn't help stretching out his fingers and caressing his chest greedily.Ma Ke suddenly felt a kind of enthusiasm emanating from his chest. He couldn't help trembling under the touch of real gold, and suddenly inserted his hand deeply into the real gold's hair, impatiently moving his body to feel the heat of real gold.

The moment of physical contact raises a temperature that can burn everything.

"Are you still a virgin?"

As if he suddenly discovered something, the prince stopped, raised his head, and was extremely surprised.

"I thought my father... I always thought you..."

Marco looked up at him shyly.

The prince understood instantly, and a look of ecstasy flashed across his face.He worked harder, explored conscientiously, and drove straight forward with perseverance, with pressure like fire, and strength as hard and soft as mountains and seas.

Ma Ke only felt that his consciousness was gradually slackening, and the prince's cheek was pressed against his neck, panting slightly, he looked up at the broken nebula deep in the sky with wet eyes, loving each other, probably that's what it meant.When the love was deep, he suddenly let out a sigh from the bottom of his chest, pushed down the real gold and began to cater to him.

Since there is no other salvation, let's embrace each other in the dark

The two, forgetting ups and downs, honor and disgrace, life and death and their homeland, tore their souls wantonly on the land of a foreign land.

This night's kindness has already been bestowed, no matter the wind and rain in the Ming Dynasty.

tbc

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