Rebel

As the sun sets, a low but lush mountain lies quietly on a vast plain.The setting sun at dusk adorns the green leaves, dyeing them with a light golden halo.

A team of about 3000 fully armed tiger and cardinal cavalry tightly surrounded a carriage with nailed doors and windows in the center, and moved forward quickly.

The valley blocks the last sunset, and the brilliance only shines on the top of the mountain.

At this moment, there was a sound of a drum suddenly—the leaves that had been dyed a pale color suddenly reflected golden light in unison, and for a moment, the golden light on the top of the mountain shone!

The Huben guards in the valley raised their heads, all surprised by the sudden change. After a while, someone shouted—"There is an ambush! There is an ambush!"——then the Huben soldiers realized that what was on the top of the mountain was nothing. The miracle is not a golden light, but an armor illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun!

It seemed as if it started in an instant—arrows and crossbows poured down like a torrential rain, and the leading general shouted: "Rush out of the valley! Quickly! Rush out of the valley!"

The opening of the valley was just ahead, some horses were frightened by the arrows and ran forward quickly, some were hit by a few arrows, but they were not critical, so they had to endure the pain, and some people were buried in the valley.

Nearly 2000 people finally rushed out of the narrow valley, and stretched out their hands to wipe away the blood that fascinated their eyes, only to find that what appeared in their sights was row after row of well-equipped Han cavalry.

On the plain, the setting sun was about to fall to the end of the sky, and it used its last sliver of warmth to illuminate the blood on the tiger's body and the shiny armor of the Han army.

The drums beat again.

"咚咚-"

"咚咚-"

"咚咚-"

The horses under the tiger's seat were panting and commotion.

A small flag was waved by the Han riders, and the reins of the Han army moved, and the horses let their hoofs gallop, and rushed straight towards the tiger!

Huben's retreat started with the horses.Horses that are exhausted, frightened, wounded by arrows, and tiger-shaped horses are broken by a crack, dooming their masters' defeat.

There was blood, and finally when the earth returned to darkness, everything returned to calm.

A blood-stained horse from the Western Regions broke out from the crowd of Han troops and stepped over countless corpses. The person sitting on the seat was Liao Qinghui in armor.He came to Guaoma and said, "Report to the King of Han! Our troops wiped out 100 and 270 enemies! We injured 38 and [-] people and killed [-] in battle! Kill the enemy general!"

Gu Ao nodded and said, "Better than expected. The newly forged sword looks good."

Liao Qinghui's face was bloodstained, showing his white teeth: "It's true. When the swords meet, the enemy can break me. The same is true for the armor. If the enemy wears it, I won't wear it."

Gu Ao nodded: "Let's go pick up your cousin."

At this time, the night was completely dark, and the soldiers lit torches one after another. For a while, the whole earth was lit with warm fire.

A few soldiers of the Han army came forward with their knives in hand, and chopped open the sealed car.

Gu Ao stepped forward on his horse, his face was flushed red by the flames.

It was Liao Quji who lifted the curtain.

He opened his eyes wide, looking at the corpses in the wilderness, then he took a breath and asked, "Brother Gu? Why are you here? What are your intentions?"

Liao Quji asked three questions in a row, and even forgot the name of the King of Han.

Gu Ao didn't call Liao Quji the prince's son, but got off his horse, walked to the front of the car, and stretched out a hand to Liao Quji: "Brother Liao, I'll take you home."

Liao Quji supported Gu Ao's arm and jumped out of the car. He raised his eyes and looked around. Then he came back to his senses. The shock faded and his face became expressionless. He concealed the color in his eyes and bowed his head deeply. : "Thank you, King of Han, for your rescue."

Gu Ao smiled: "I will never forget the friendship of my classmates."

Liao Quji also smiled solemnly.

At this time, Liao Qinghui brought a horse and said, "Cousin, you ride this horse."

"Brother Qinghui..." Liao Quji was taken aback, "Are you Brother Qinghui? You have grown so much taller that I almost couldn't recognize you."

Liao Qinghui wiped the blood stains on his face, and said with a smile, "It's good that you are safe. King Han will send you back to your uncle tonight."

Liao Quji's eyes moved, and he bowed to Gu Ao: "The defeated general, if the King of Han hadn't rescued him, I don't know when Quji would be out of danger. If the King of Han has some advice from now on, Quji would not dare to resign."

Gu Ao said: "You presided over the erection of the monument for Mr. Yun. I will always remember it in my heart and will never forget it. I have never had the opportunity to thank you in person."

"Don't dare, it's a matter of duty."

Gu Ao said: "Let's get on the horse quickly, this matter may have already alarmed the tiger and ben army, we can't stay here for long."

"Since the king of Han said so, then we should listen to the king of Han."

Gu Ao nodded, got on his horse again, swung his whip and drove off; Liao Quji also got on his horse, and the cavalry of the Han army roared to follow.Liao Qu quickly rode to Liao Qinghui's side, and said softly, "Brother Qinghui... We haven't seen each other for a long time."

The clacking of horseshoes made people's voice seem to be floating in the wind. Liao Qinghui comforted: "Cousin, don't be suspicious. The King of Han brought me here to save you back to Jiangqu. You just said that you were driven by the King of Han, but The king of Han didn't save you just to drive you away. The king of Han will never see the situation in the south of the Yangtze River broken."

Liao Quji looked around anxiously, a little embarrassed.

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The candles are burning brightly, and the big tent in Huben is brightly lit tonight, and it is not peaceful.Yong Chi sat on a high seat, kneeling beside him was a captain who had escaped from the battlefield, and several soldiers covered in blood and dirt.

Under the fire lamp, Yong Chi's uninjured profile was rendered white, with slender eyebrows and straight nose, and warm lips.But on the other side of the face, the huge winding scar was browned red by the firelight, making it look particularly ferocious.

There was silence in the tent. At this moment, a staff officer wearing a crown and scarf was dragged in. His legs kept shaking, and the tiger that was holding him pushed him to the ground and said loudly: Your Majesty, it was this thief who leaked the secret, revealed Liao Ni's whereabouts, and killed our brother. We found this in his luggage!"

As he said that, General Huben took a step forward and presented a rare night pearl to Yong Chi.

Yong Chi glanced at the Ye Mingzhu, then took it and held it in his hand to play with: "I know, this Ye Mingzhu came from the Western Regions, and the price is very expensive. Someone uses this to buy the life of my beloved general, so you sell it ,Yes or no?"

The staff officer collapsed on the ground: "Your Majesty, please forgive me... This... this luminous pearl... is... a rare treasure. , beg... beg the emperor to be merciful...forgive...forgive..."

"...Dedicated to me?" Yong Chi raised his voice and stood up. The voice suddenly became sharp in the night. He threw the Ye Mingzhu on the ground, smashed it to pieces, and said sharply: "I want you to offer this? You Ten thousand times of death is not enough to pay for life! Drag it out, cut it into pieces!..."

"Yes!" General Huben replied.