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Chapter 27

War never stops.Even though Ashina Qiongda was still helpless against this elder brother, he had no choice but to appease the army and continue to fight against the Yong Kingdom with the coalition forces.

It seems that because of this accident, the originally weak Turkic coalition forces exposed a potential problem-infighting.

After a few months of working together, although the tacit understanding has improved, the internal fighting has never stopped.Although the East and West Turkic countries both occupy the word Turkic, they were separated a hundred years ago.If there is any real communication, it is that there have been constant skirmishes, and each wants to annex the other, giving away the words Dong and Xi before their own country names.However, there are two khans in two countries, and it is very common for decisions to be contradictory from time to time.

These contradictions became increasingly acute, and even the Turkic soldiers were aware of it, so how could the Yong army not know.

The wisdom of the Han people for thousands of years has been used to the fullest on the battlefield. If this wisdom is said to be good, it is stratagem, and if it is bad, it is calculation.

The little prince doesn't dare to boast about anything else, but since he was a child, he has been a ghostly spirit, and when learning these tactics of war, he is always better than his senior brother Jiang Yunya.

With Zhao Xu as the military adviser, and Fuli, the "God of War" who not only plays a deterrent role, these days, they have won successive victories and directly regained the three frontier fortresses that had been occupied for many years.Rewards from the capital kept coming, and the soldiers in the army gradually respected the young prince more and more.

"Don't you think it's going too well?" Zhao Xu pushed the celebration banquet, leaning on the couch at this moment, and said to Jiang Yunya seriously.

The feeling in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, that someone really has been helping him without missing a beat.Who can do it so meticulously?

"Because Xiao Xu is very powerful." Jiang Yunya looked at the slightly frowning junior brother, and praised him sincerely.

"Ugh"

Zhao Xu sighed, he didn't know why he thought so much, it's always good to have help.Or have I been in the palace for too long these years, and I always feel that I am not used to being cared for in silence like this, "If someone really wants to help me in secret, why don't you say a word?"

"Maybe, that person doesn't want any reward from you." Jiang Yunya said with a smile, walked over and rubbed the top of the boy's head.Zhao Xu's pitch-black hair felt as smooth as silk, which made people linger for a while.

"Is there a crisis now? So many people like me."

Zhao Xu enjoyed the feeling of being stroked by his senior brother, looked up at his smiling eyes, and joked.

"Ah."

The young and handsome general looked at the young man's shy look, his heart moved, he lowered his head and printed his lips on it.

I always know that you are liked by so many people, but you will still be mine.

Jiang Yunya gently rubbed against the young man's soft and dry lips, feeling warm in his heart.

………The dividing line……

At the same time, what is completely different from the atmosphere here is the attached tent not far away.

Mu Qianshan was standing aside, raised a throwing knife and knocked down the teacup that the man was about to pick up.The tea splashed on the ground, sizzling black air.

Almost at the same time, the two servants who delivered the tea raised their heads, completely lost the look of lowering their eyebrows just now, each took out a pair of knives from their waists, and stabbed at Fuli together.

The sword light flashed, and the swords met, and Mu Qianshan's long sword unexpectedly only entangled one of them.Those two seemed to have planned it out, one of them didn't dodge or dodge, and his arm was cut off, after a muffled grunt, he didn't change his offensive, and still stabbed at Fuli.

outlaws.Mu Qianshan has seen many people like this, and there is no point in fighting them, so he can only end the battle as soon as possible.But that person is obviously not an ordinary character, and the double knives in his hands are almost like ghosts.However, a short while after the teacup fell to the ground, the inside of the tent was extremely dangerous.

Mu Qianshan was dealing with the person in front of him, but he had to distract himself and glance to the side.A dagger that was exactly the same as the one he was wearing was leaving his hand, and the suet jade embedded in it was stained with blood under the light.

You don't need to think too much to know whose blood is on the jade.Fuli didn't have time to get the spear at this time, not to mention that the assassin he was facing was very difficult.

The feeling of the weapon piercing through the cloth and piercing the skin was both strange and familiar. It seemed to him that no one had hurt him for a long time.Mu Qianshan endured being stabbed in the arm by the pair of knives, and with a twist of the sword flower, it pierced the throat of the struggling man, and then pulled the short blade from his hand neatly.

However, it was too late.

When he finally freed his hands to look at the situation attached to the other side, he had only one thought.

The long sword was thrown, but it couldn't block the short knife that was about to stab his chest.But what cannot be blocked by weapons can only be blocked by flesh and blood.

Without any hesitation, Mu Qianshan rushed in that direction.His qinggong seemed to have never been so fast, so fast that he felt the other party's warm breath spraying on his face in an instant.Getting too close to others is what he hates the most, but at this moment, he was touching the tip of the man's nose, clearly seeing the astonishment and anxiety in the man's eyes.

When the short knife stabbed Mu Qianshan's back, the dagger in the man's hand was also accurately inserted into the assassin's neck.

"Qianshan, you...why you bother." Fuli's voice trembled when he touched the warm and sticky blood on his back.

"It's a matter of duty." Mu Qianshan swallowed a mouthful of blood, trying to make his tone sound calm.

"sorry Sorry……"

The brown-haired and blue-eyed son of a foreign race seemed to have forgotten his brilliant tongue, and only muttered this sentence, his right hand slowly grasped the dagger stuck in his back.

But Mu Qianshan stared fixedly into his eyes, his eyes were dark and difficult to understand, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up."

The moment he was about to pull out the dagger, he pinched Fuli's chin and kissed it fiercely.A fishy-sweet blood rage instantly permeated between the lips and tongues of the two of them.