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Fires are everywhere.

On this night, the Huns Inn became the most lively place in Loulan City. The Loulan people who had just returned home from the street were nervously blocking their homes and kept begging for wars not to affect their homes.

A mere three thousand victories.

The Qin people were far from enough to deal with the Huns. It was obvious that there was only one possibility that the Qin people launched a raid.

King An Lu of Loulan was strolling back and forth in the palace with a contradictory mind. What made him anxious was not only the battle between the two great powers, but also because Princess An Qinglan went to the Xiongnu Inn in the afternoon, but she has not come back yet.

"Go and assemble the team, go to the inn, wait, find a few people to find out the news first." An Lu's face was so anxious that he began to sweat.

This kind of attack that moves the whole body is not impossible to understand when entering the game. As the king of Loulan, he must be responsible for more than 10,000 people. If the handling is not done properly and the Huns army is summoned to attack, then the Loulan Kingdom will be really destroyed.

——.

Bai Guangji entered through the gate of the inn.

At the beginning, taking advantage of the Huns' inattention, they were very glorious. In addition to Li Zhongxiang and the other three, the thirty-three Qin envoys were like tigers stepping on wolves, killing the unarmed Xiong envoys who were not as good as guarding and crying. In just a moment, more than a dozen unlucky guys were corpses on the ground.

"Hurry, go to the backyard!" Bai Guangji shouted, waving his sword continuously, trying to continue coming in. However, he did not want to meet more than 20 Hun warriors who were coming out of it at the entrance of the corridor.

The two sides were blocked. No one allowed them. Some of the disheveled Huns rushed out with their upper bodies with only a short spear. In the cold weather, the heroic spirit of the Huns who were not afraid of cold won them a little breathing opportunity. Bai Guangji, who rushed to the front yard, was entangled in the yard.

Some of the other Qin envoys were blocked outside the door, some fought in the front yard with Bai Guangji, and some were simply forced into a side room by the Huns. They attacked the crowd with fewer people inside, and the fate of these Qin envoys can be imagined. However, even if the situation was unfavorable, these Qin envoys who were on missions to foreign countries did not retreat. They used their strength to rush back and forth, hoping to use their blood and life to win time for Li Zhongxiang's surprise attack.

——.

Arrows are like meteors.

Cutting through the darkness of the night and cutting through all obstacles, Li Zhongxiang, who was fully focused, captured an excellent fighter plane the moment Zong Rida pushed the door out.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh, swosh!"

After firing three arrows in a row, Li Zhongxiang's shooting skills had reached the point of perfection. Just a little light in the room guided him the goal and direction.

As soon as Zong Rida took a step out of the door, half of his body protruded out was hit hard, and an arrow hit his forehead, and a powerful arrow penetrated from the middle of his eyes, penetrated his brain, and then drilled out from near the Tianling Cap. Before Zong Rida could scream in pain, the second arrow had arrived.

As if he had calculated the other party's reaction, Li Zhongxiang's second arrow shot his chest, which was also because the target of the chest was obviously much larger than the head.

The second arrow pierces the heart.

The strength of the strong arrow made the gap of the fur seem to be burned. In the middle of a big hole, an arrow went from behind, and a small pointed point emerged from the back of the heart.

"Well!"

Zong Rida fell to the sky, and some blood foam came out of his mouth. He stared at a pair of turbid eyes and had a sense of indifference to dying without any recession. Fortunately, his head soon turned around and there was no sound. Two humiliated Yuezhi girls in the room witnessed this scene and were so scared that they hid at the corner of the bed and shivered, not daring to have any abnormal movement.

Backyard corner.

Li Zhongxiang's face changed slightly, and he quickly hid his body in the dark. The target he just shot was obese. Judging from his physical characteristics, he would not be Prince Zhelan. Killing the wrong object means that the possibility of the night attack was greatly reduced. When he thought of this, Li Zhongxiang couldn't help but sweat.

"Outside, is it Brother Li?" In the main room on the right, a familiar and crisp voice sounded.

Li Zhongxiang was stunned. The voice was very familiar. There was only one person in Loulan who could call his name in Loulan: An Qinglan.

"Brother Li, if you are outside, shoot an arrow at the window flower on the edge of the window. If you are hit, you are real. If you fail, you are fake. Also, Prince Zhelan is in this room. If you want to see him, show your ability." An Qinglan's playful voice seemed to be uninterrupted by the changes outside, and she still seemed full of vitality.

Huai'en was in the room and was with An Qinglan.

This news cheered Li Zhongxiang upset, and the missed shot just now made him regret it. At this time, he heard that the target of the attack appeared again, so why wasn't he surprised?

Bow pulling.

He took an arrow and took a deep breath. The trembling arrow feathers swayed again and again with a slight amplitude, running towards the small flowers on the window edge.

——.

An Qinglan was very excited, with a blush of joy on her pretty face. The movements and sounds outside made Princess Loulan, who was used to the ordinary, feel not fear, but strong stimulation.

Li Zhongxiang's two arrows shot Zong Rida to death at the door. This scene happened to be witnessed by An Qinglan, who was not far from the window. An Qinglan felt that the death of Zong Rida, an old pervert, was happy. The two rooms were less than a hundred steps apart, and An Qinglan could also vaguely hear the activities in Zong Rida's room.

As a woman.

An Qinglan hated Zong Rida's behavior of harming girls, but the transaction of female slaves was legally protected in this era. The life and death of the two-month slaves was dominated by their master Zong Rida. Outsiders cannot speak out. In this case, no matter what Zong Rida does, it does not matter to others.

Now it's OK.

This old lewd poker was shot and killed by Li Zhongxiang's two arrows and could no longer show his power. Moreover, the Xiongnu mission did not have Zong Rida, the actual person in charge, and only Huai'en, who was cowardly and cowardly. An Qinglan imagined that the unreliable marriage of marrying the Xiongnu might come to an end.

As long as Huai'en made a plea, I believe that King Loulan would not force his daughter to the Huns. Moreover, An Qinglan knew that his father was actually very annoyed by the conditions of the Huns.

"puff!"

As An Qinglan expected, the flowers on the window edges bloomed and cracked in an instant.

"Brother Li! You're good at ejaculation." An Qinglan, who was no longer suspicious, shouted and pushed open the door. Against the lights, the woman's graceful and tall figure was like a beautiful and blooming sea buckthorn flower in the desert, with thorns all over her body, but exuded an irresistible fragrance of flowers.

Li Zhongxiang slowly walked out of the darkness.

Behind him, two entourages, one left and one right, protected Li Zhongxiang's flanks. Before coming, Bai Guangji had already solemnly explained that their main task was not to kill the enemy, but to allow Li Zhongxiang to focus on his best shooting skills.

When An Qinglan saw Li Zhongxiang's figure, she ran over briskly, without any intention of being wary. Behind her, Huai'en slowly poked out half of her body, then leaned obliquely against the door, staring at the two young men and women in front of her with strange expressions.

"Li Zhongxiang, are you here to kill me?" Huai'en asked. Who was the man holding the bow in front of him? Huai'en knew him. As early as the competition between the Qin mission and the Xiongnu mission, Li Zhongxiang's name was well-known, and everyone in Loulan knew it.

"Hui'en, aren't you afraid of death?" Li Zhongxiang rushed forward and shouted.

This Xiongnu prince, who looked a little thin and not light, had a lot of courage. With the corpse of Zongrida lying at the door and the front yard shouting killing, he was still so calm and composed.

"I'm afraid. But you won't kill me. Because I'm not the enemy of your Qin State, my mother is a Qin person." Huai'en said with a serious face.

"Just this point, you're sure I won't kill you." Li Zhongxiang pulled An Qinglan behind him, and his pace did not slow down at all while talking.

Is Huaien not afraid of being real or fake?

Li Zhongxiang had no way to distinguish it. He only knew that time was the most precious. Every minute and every second in the present was exchanged for every brother's life in front of Bai Guangji. Therefore, killing or capturing Huai'en as soon as possible is the most important thing now. Of course, compared to shooting, the former will definitely be more shocking.

As long as Huai'en is in control, all the resistance of the Xiongnu mission will disappear, and then the attitude of the Loulan King will reverse and move closer to Qin.

"General Li, don't worry. I, Huai'en, am willing to pay homage to Daqin. If possible, please take Huai'en to the capital of Daqin on your way back." Huai'en looked at Li Zhongxiang indifferently and continued.

He said this, not only Li Zhongxiang was surprised, but even An Qinglan was stunned. With the current hostile relationship between the Huns and Qin, Huai'en actually wanted to surrender to Qin. This was really a big incident. If the Great Shanyu Maodun knew that there were nobles in his tribe who surrendered to Qin, he would be so angry that he would lead his troops from the royal court in Mobei to Hexi.

"If the prince really has this intention, he would like to go ahead and order the Xiongnu delegation to put down his weapons." Li Zhongxiang pondered for a moment and said.

"What's the difficulty? If General Li is worried, he can go with me. In fact, if he says it, I will thank General Li. If it weren't for your arrow, it wouldn't be easy to step out of the door." Huaien smiled peacefully and said.

Zong Rida's identity is very special. In addition to the Right Supervisor of the delegation, he is also the actual plenipotent representative sent by the Right Xianwang. Among the tribe, the second prince Huai'en is just a vase for the Zhelan tribe. His real power and heir are his elder brother: Xuzhiheli.

In other words, Zongrida is the spokesperson of Xuzhiheli, and is also the one sent to monitor Huai'en. Now, once Zongrida dies, the people in the Xiongnu delegation who can suppress Huai'en will no longer exist. Even if the remaining barbarians have some brute force, they have no appeal. Therefore, as long as Huai'en appears, the night attack will basically end.
Chapter completed!