Bah~
The two men fought vigorously on the field, and the nine-ringed sword buzzed, knocking back Zhang He's spear.
Zhang Heren did a backflip in the air to relieve his strength, and after landing, he slid out for a few feet before he could stand still.
On the contrary, Jiri Batu almost stood still, only his arms trembled slightly, and he held the knife with both hands instead of one hand.
"good!"
At some unknown time, Lu Bu came to the school grounds with several men from the Hu Po Army.
Jiri Batu looked back, with a solemn look on his face.
Lu Bu gave him a very dangerous feeling. Almost instantly, he instinctively made a defensive posture, and at the same time, his hair stood on end.
Lu Bu also looked at Jiri Batu in front of him. The two were about the same height. This was the first time Lu Bu looked at the same person.
"Ah..." Zhang He continued to attack with his gun.
Jiri Batu glanced at Lu Bu, raised the nine-ringed sword with both hands, and made a direct side slash, blocking Zhang He's offensive. At the same time, he hit Zhang He's stomach with a big foot and kicked him away.
"This, this is impossible!"
Zhang He looked at the footprints on his stomach in disbelief. Fortunately, he was wearing armor. Jiri Batu's kick seemed to be steady and hard, but in fact it did not cause too serious injuries to him. However, he was kicked away and his mentality Obviously he couldn't accept it.
Just when Zhang He was furious and wanted to rush forward again.
Lu Bu shouted coldly: "Okay, don't be embarrassed, you can't beat him now."
Xu Huang also stopped Zhang He and comforted him: "Whether it is physical condition or fighting experience, he is far better than you now. It is not terrible to lose. What is terrible is that he will not admit defeat, let alone the courage to improve. "
Zhang He opened his mouth, and finally stood up helplessly, cupping his fists and saluting.
"Thanks for the advice."
Jiri Batu glanced at Zhang He, caressed his chest and bowed, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
If he were on the grassland, facing a defeated general like Zhang He, he would not even bother to pay attention, let alone return the favor.
Seeing that Zhang He could not defeat this Huns, the men present were all ashamed. They usually boasted that they were invincible in the world, and they did not expect to be beaten so badly by a Huns today.
Almost at the same time, everyone looked at Lu Bu in unison.
Whether they are members of the Longshan Army or the Tiger Soul Army, in their subconscious minds, Lu Bu represents the peak combat power of the Han Dynasty.
If Lu Bu can't defeat this Huns, then...
"Hahaha, it seems that it's not enough if Lu doesn't come." Feeling the burning gaze of everyone, Lu Bu took off his cloak.
Under the cloak was a pair of strong muscles. Looking at the steaming air waves above, it was obvious that Lu Bu had been working hard just now.
At this time, in the coldest month of winter, the temperature was not as low as usual. Lu Bu was wearing a pair of training pants and a pair of ordinary leggings.
"Come on, let's compete in wrestling." Lu Bu walked up to Jiri Batu and twisted his knuckles.
Hearing this, Jiri Batu threw away the sword in his hand and also took off his shirt, revealing powerful muscles that were no less powerful than Lu Bu.
But compared to Lu Bu's almost intact fair skin, Jiri Batu's body was covered with all kinds of hideous scars.
The Huns have had the habit of tattooing tribal totems on their bodies since ancient times. Jiri Batu has a pattern similar to a wolf head on his chest.
However, this wolf's head has a very obvious long scar. The scar has regrown new flesh, causing the wolf's head to be misaligned from left to right.
Jiri Batu had more than a dozen scars like this on his body, not to mention the small scars left by arrows, which were countless.
Unlike the Southern Huns who were dependent on the Han, the Northern Huns had been in internal fighting or conflicts with the Han and surrounding countries for hundreds of years. Children who grew up in the Northern Huns almost never left the war.
Fighting for water sources, fighting for pasture, fighting to reproduce offspring, fighting for food and clothing for the whole family... And in this tribe where everyone is a soldier, he can be recognized by everyone as the first
A warrior.
This shows how powerful Jiri Batu is and how cruel the past he has experienced is.
At this moment, not only Xu Huang and others, but also some men who were hostile to the Huns could not help but stand in awe.
Lu Bu looked at Jiri Batu's scars all over his body and gave a heartfelt clasped fist salute.
"Win or lose, Lu will treat you to a drink tonight...please!"
Seeing him getting ready, Jiri Batu also crouched down on his horse and stood on the ground with one hand, ready to stand ready.
Lu Bu rushed forward, twisted his hands with Jiri Batu's palms, kicked his legs back, and tried to push Jiri Batu down.
Jiri Batu felt a powerful force coming towards him, and Lu Bu's ten fingers squeezed his hands like pliers.
"You are, very, strong..." Jiri Batu said in less than proficient Chinese, with a pair of leopard eyes gleaming.
Lu Bu smiled slightly, and was about to exert more force when he suddenly felt a force no less than his own push back from the palm of his hand.
While Jiri Batu pushed back, he did not forget to hook Lu Bu's knees with his feet.
Lu Bu grew up in Xiliang. He had been exposed to the herdsmen's favorite wrestling game since he was a child, and he was a good player in it. He easily avoided Jiri Batu's hooks and began to look for opportunities to counterattack.
The school grounds were filled with dust for a while, and the two of them were fighting inextricably.
At this time, winning or losing didn't seem to matter anymore. I don't know since when, the word "Batu" was added to the shouts on the field.
On a tower not far from the school grounds.
Emiya said with a smile: "You should feel at ease now, right?"
Yoshimon, with moist eyes, nodded, looking at his father having a great time "playing" on the school field, with mixed feelings in his heart.
It was also about wrestling. When she was in the tribe, she had never seen her father so happy.
Every time my brothers would play wrestling with their men, my father would always sit aside and watch the battle lonely.
At that time, she always thought that her father was too strong and could not find anyone who could defeat him, so she disdained playing such childish games as wrestling.
Later I learned that it was not that my father didn't like it, but that those who wrestled with him did not dare to use their full strength. Whether it was his brothers or his father's men, they were all afraid of the first warrior of the Huns.
In the words of a big man, it means that people in high positions are always cold. Those who hold high positions basically have no family or friendship around them.
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at the same time.
Yuan received an arrogant guest.
Anluo and Jiri Batu, the Zuoxian kings of the Northern Huns, arrived in Luoyang almost immediately.
According to regulations, An Luo, as an envoy from the Northern Huns, should have stayed at Honglu Temple and had someone sent by the court to receive him.
However, in order to facilitate the Yuan family's internal division of the Northern Huns, Wei Zhao specially ordered people to take him to the Yuan family's manor outside the city.
However, the people of the Yuan family underestimated An Luo's arrogance and conceitedness, and unexpectedly got into trouble with people they shouldn't have messed with right away.
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With the sound of camel bells, a team of camels attracted many people's attention as soon as they appeared on the official road.
It’s not that camels are rare. Since the opening of trade in the Western Regions, camels can be seen almost everywhere in Luoyang City.
The reason why it is eye-catching is all because of the gauze hanging on the camel and the totem on the leading flag.
The flying eagle totem, which symbolizes the royal family of the Northern Huns, appears carelessly in the capital of the Han Dynasty, which really makes people curious.
At this time, a gap opened in the gauze curtain on the hump.
Zuo Xian Wang An Luo squinted his eyes and looked at the surrounding traders and footmen, and said disdainfully: "They say that big men are rich, but this king seems to be nothing more than that. It's really pitiful that he is still doing lowly business outside in the cold weather."
"Huh?" An Luo suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at a passing woman.
The woman was riding a maroon Dawan horse and wearing a red cloak. Her appearance was extremely beautiful, and her figure was incredibly enchanting.
As if she felt something, the woman also happened to look sideways at him. Maybe she was used to it, so she instinctively cast a wink at An Luo, who looked like a pig brother.
Yes, this woman was Zhang Yan who had just obtained the land deed and was going to the manor outside the city with Liu Fan to revive Liu Yan.
She was inherently charming, and if she did it deliberately, almost no man could escape the seduction of her eyes.
She just wanted to tease the Huns and didn't pay attention to the totem in front of the cavalry.
However, she didn't notice that An Luo didn't think so.
This was the first time he saw such a proactive and bold Han woman. How could An Luo let her go? He immediately ordered people to stop the woman and her group.
Although he had a lot of disdain for the Han people, he had to admit that Han women were more delicate and softer than Xiongnu women, and he had long thought of taking a few Han women as concubines. He had already fallen in love with them just at that glance.
"Bold, do you know who I am?" Liu Fan shouted angrily when his way was blocked.
An Luo didn't understand much Chinese. He just glanced at the people on the opposite side and saw nothing too luxurious, nor any flags or guards responsible for clearing the way, so he felt contemptuous.
Ignoring the furious Liu Fan, An Luo walked up to Nightmare Niang and said in broken Chinese, stroking her chest: "This girl, I am An Luo, King Zuoxian of Beiyuan, please be polite."
Nightmare Niang was stunned, looking at the freckle-faced An Luo, and asked doubtfully: "Beiyuan? Huns?"
Liu Fan frowned and said, "Why did the Huns appear here? Aren't they resettled to Jizhou, Yanzhou and other places to work in agriculture?"
Nightmare Niang nodded and said, "He said he is King Zuoxian, which seems to be the honorific title of the Hun Prince."
Liu Fan's expression changed, he looked at An Luo who was blinking at Nightmare Niang, and said in a deep voice: "If a guy like this is the prince, then I will be the Emperor of the Han Dynasty. Get rid of him quickly, the old guy is still waiting for us to go back Returning to life."
Nightmare Niang also felt that this Huns didn't have any magnanimity of the so-called Zuoxian King, so she raised her eyebrows and took out a flower from her arms.
I don’t know what species this flower is, but it is still blooming in this cold winter month, without any sign of withering.
Because Liu Fan and Yan Niang used the local Yizhou dialect when communicating, An Luo didn't understand a word of it.
At this time, when he saw Yan Niang handing him a flower, he subconsciously reached out and took it.
It doesn't matter if you don't accept it. When An Luo took the flower, he put it under his nose and smelled it.
Seeing this, Nightmare Niang couldn't help but sneer, waved to An Luo, and rode away with Liu Fan.
An Luo was about to reach out to stop him when he suddenly felt his nose was itchy, followed by his throat, and then his whole body was itchy.
By the time the other Huns came to their senses, the dignified Zuoxian Wang Anluo was already lying on the ground, scratching at the skin of his body, and constantly scratching back and forth on the ground in places that were out of reach, such as his back.
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"That's what happened. An Luo brought it upon himself, but the woman who used poison was also cruel-hearted."
North Guards Station.
After listening to the report, Xu Shu and Sima Yi looked at each other and said with a smile: "The opportunity has come. We can use this as an excuse to take that witch into prison for interrogation and find out her true nature."
Sima Yi nodded slightly and responded: "Xu Fu's secret is of great importance. Before we can determine whether the news is true or false, we will try our best to handle it in a low-key manner. We will just listen to Wei Jun. This matter is limited to you and me. We cannot let the third person know." "
Xu Shu nodded to express his understanding.
After all, it is related to the secret of the elixir of life. If this matter spreads, the dispute that has finally calmed down will probably stir up trouble again.
That's immortality. How many people can resist this temptation?
As for Wei Cheng, they don’t need to talk to them. The secret guards have also got the news. Wei Cheng asked the two of them to go all out to investigate this nightmare. For Wei Cheng, the so-called immortality is just a lie. , he pays more attention to restoring the historical truth.
Originally Xu Shu wanted to get help from Liu Yan
They started investigating, not expecting An Luo to create such a good opportunity for them.
"It's just God helping me."
On the same day, Xu Shu and Sima Yi took the city guards to the Bieyuan where Liu Yan was outside the city to pick up people.
Nightmare Niang didn't expect that she just casually dealt with a scoundrel and actually attracted the city guards to arrest her.
Thinking that Liu Yan was protecting her, Nightmare Niang didn't care at all.
But Liu Yan did come forward, with a tough attitude and refused to let go until the city guards used the Thunder Dragon Cannon.
Liu Yan and his son had no choice but to hand over the nightmare mother.
"Ms. Zhang, come with us. This is an arrest warrant. You are suspected of committing murder and wounding someone in public. We have the right to take you back for investigation." Xu Shu, wearing an official robe, said righteously.
Nightmare Niang looked at Liu Yan and Liu Fan and his son in disbelief, as if asking: Is this how you protect your women?
Liu Yan was ill, coughed a few times, and was helped away by the housekeeper.
Liu Fan watched with embarrassment as Yan Niang was taken away by Xu Shu, completely forgetting that he said in the morning that he would stay with her forever until the end of time.
On the way back to the city.
Nightmare Niang sat speechlessly on the carriage, the cold wind blowing through the window on her beautiful face, making her somewhat uncomfortable.
Glancing at Xu Shu, who was riding a horse next to her, Yan Niang was stunned, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "My lord, where have I seen you before?"
Xu Shu's heart moved, he glanced at her indifferently, and said with a smile: "It's true that we have met before. When I was at Heyue Tower in the morning, I witnessed Madam's clever skills with my own eyes. I really admire her."
The nightmare girl's face changed drastically, thinking that something had happened in Dongchuang. She hurriedly looked around and said, "Ah, oh, I'm a little dizzy."
Xu Shu sneered and motioned for the team to go faster.
