(15) Tribulus delhi Explosion

"You said, should I listen to them long ago and marry you?" Bai Yunqi, who had a serious face just now, suddenly turned his head and looked at Duanmu Xiu, revealing a teasing that he didn't know whether it was true or false.

Duanmu Xiu then glanced at Bai Yunqi, wanting to laugh, but finally didn't laugh. Bai Yunqi said this, and was not like an emperor who wanted to persuade the princess of the enemy country to surrender. Instead, he joked like nothing was there.

After affirming the relationship between Li Xuan and Duanmu Xiu, Bai Yunqi came to Duanmu Xiu's room. Duanmu Xiu hadn't said anything, but Bai Yunqi seemed to be telling the laissez-faire he had been talking about Duanmu Xiu over the years, as if he was just saying that everyone in your country was going to kill you, so why do you keep secrets for them?

But I don’t know if it’s a joke or a serious sentence, but I destroyed the atmosphere that Bai Yunqi just created.

Seeing Duanmu Xiu just looked at him, Bai Yunqi turned around again and continued to look at him at Li Bai's moon, Su Shi's attitude of wine: "The Huns and China can be said to be incompatible. The ambitions of the Huns will not be broken for thousands of years. Therefore, you are just the seventeenth princess of Duanmuqiong. You can neither inherit the position of Khan, nor will you be a woman who squeezes horses and goat milk and takes children with her children in the future. He will not, nor will he give up the ambitions passed down by the ancestors of the Huns for thousands of years for you."

Bai Yunqi turned around. At this time, Duanmu Xiu looked at Bai Yunqi, and there was too much surprise in her eyes. Her pupils were dilated. She seemed to have only known another Bai Yunqi today, a Bai Yunqi who knew the ambitions of the Huns very well.

Bai Yunqi, who has two lifetimes of memory, has accumulated thousands of years of cultural precipitation in Duan Qi's memory. He used the enlightenment and knowledge of a future person to tell the historical entanglements of the past, which was naturally extremely clear.

Bai Yunqi was very satisfied with the effect of his speech. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and turned around again: "Power, and the desire for interests, can make people corrupt their hearts and lose all their affection. Years of indifference, Xiu'er, I don't have to say it, because if you don't say it, I can also know that when you need you now, those who control the power of your hometown want you to help them. What a good father, I think, the planner of this matter is probably the Tianlingzi again! Right!"

The change in Duanmu Xiu's breathing sound has answered Bai Yunqi's guess. Once he knew that Xiu'er was Duanmu Xiu, Bai Yunqi could think of the whole incident. But what he could not understand was that the idea of ​​these Huns fighting for what was in the palace was a key and very important issue.

What can allow Tian Lingzi to take action personally will definitely have a great impact on the strength of the Huns and China.

Bai Yunqi did not continue to speak, sighed at the moon, turned around and walked towards Duanmuxiu.

Maimai stared at Duanmu Xiu's beautiful face without makeup. Duanmu Xiu, who had been moving, moved under the naked gaze, his body shrank, but Bai Yunqi had already sat beside her bed, leaned down, leaving a kiss mark on Duanmu Xiu's forehead, "You are now alone!"

Duanmu Xiu was still silent, the candlelight swayed, and the night wind outside the window quietly ran into the house, blew up the gauze tent beside the bed, covering Bai Yunqi's body, gently rubbed Duanmu Xiu's cheek with his fingers. Duanmu Xiu's breathing changed slightly at this time, and his heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't help but feel some blushing reactions. He looked at Bai Yunqi with a slight look in fear.

Bai Yunqi had already started to take off his clothes, and while taking them off, he said, "Xuan'er, Li Xuan and Tian Lingzi..."

Halfway through his words, Bai Yunqi didn't know if he was taking off his clothes and scared Duanmu Xiu. At this time, Duanmu Xiu looked at Bai Yunqi's movements calmly and whispered: "His name is Duanmu Xuan, and he is my second brother. If he completes this matter, he will replace my fourth brother Duanmu Ming as the prince and the heir of Khan!"

Bai Yunqi was stunned for a moment, and his actions took off his clothes were slowed down. Then he continued his movements and said with a smile: "No matter what, even if he can fly and escape from the sky, I can still create a net of heaven and earth. I am just a Hun. I haven't taken them seriously yet."

While speaking, Bai Yunqi's clothes were almost taken off. He turned around and looked at Duanmu Xiu, with a little excitement in his eyes: "It's been a few years, Xiu'er, since you have been abandoned, I should be able to get you at this time! Let me have a bed for me!"

Bai Yunqi's words were full of jokes, but Duanmu Xiu, who had been with Bai Yunqi for several years, knew that Bai Yunqi had always been like this in bed. Although he used to be bystanders, he wanted to experience it himself. Duanmu Xiu couldn't help but feel a little nervous, blushed and shrank his body, and buried his head in the quilt.

"That's right. From today on, Xiu'er will really be sisters with them. Let me take good care of Xiu'er!" While speaking, Bai Yunqi had already crawled into Duanmu Xiu's quilt, hugged Duanmu Xiu and stared at each other.

Silently conveying various pictures over the past few years. When we first met, Duanmu embroidery's beauty and wit impressed Bai Yun deeply. This was the first woman who could hurt him, and everything that followed.

It was not until he had difficulty breathing that he separated. Bai Yunqi stared at Duanmu Xiu: "It's been five or six years. I remember when Lingzi almost sent me to the West a year ago, you asked me a question. Do you still remember?"

"Remember! Xiu'er asked the emperor if he could not fight. His Majesty told Xiu'er that it was not the emperor who wanted to fight, but that it was forced by us Huns! Right?" Duanmu Xiu was no longer afraid at this time, and his voice was gentle and gentle.

"Yes! Just like you advise all the Hun royals not to have a tangle in the Central Plains, that is impossible to succeed. The only way is to use war to unify everyone. In this way, when I die in the future..."

"Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense..."

Bai Yunqi had no taboos about these things and continued, "Say whatever you should say. As long as it is unified, the Huns and Han people are united and become a country. After a long time, there will be no difference. So when you fight in the future, you should be less careful. Okay, don't talk about these, I think you have started from good luck and good luck!"

The spring breeze once blew the face, the clouds and rain were boundless, and another good story was added to the life of the white clouds.

China's land now owns more than half of the land in the Central Plains, and at the same time it has ended the past separatist situation of the princes. In China's land, there is no prince, and the world will be unified.

Outside Jiezhou, yellow sand hits the face, and Jiezhou City is in a prosperous scene. As soon as dawn arrives, many vendors have gathered at the city gate to welcome the merchants who came to buy from the Huns early. Although China and the Huns are not in harmony, in peace, many merchants still conduct reselling activities on both sides.

The sun is gradually rising, and the sand and dust in the distance are blown up by the wind, spreading on the horizon. Just half a year ago, it was a battlefield for hundreds of thousands of troops, but now it is sparsely populated.

"What happened? Why no one has come here until now? Hello, Lao Zhao, I heard that the situation is tense recently. Is there any insider information?" A vendor with gold and silver jewelry asked Lao Zhao, a fruit vendor beside him, looking at the horizon from time to time, hoping that some figures could appear.

Lao Zhao shrugged with a wry smile: "There is any inside information? Now China is dealing with the Later Wei Dynasty. I haven't heard any news that I want to go out of seclusion and fight. Today is also strange. Many people arrive at this time, but today I haven't even seen anyone. If there is no business today, something will happen!"

"No way! We will be sad if something happens!" the jewelry merchant lamented.

Old Zhao immediately laughed: "Okay, you! Have you made less money in recent years? I sold it in one day and it is not as good as you to sell it. It's so cost-effective. What you made in recent years is not enough for you to spend ten or eight years?"

"You can't say that. The business is big and the cost is high. These things are bought with real money. The prices of these things are very different from those on our side!"

"That's right, this kind of thing cannot be found there. We are still a vast land and rich in resources in China!" Old Zhao's face showed a proud look on his face when he said this.

Last night, the stars and the moon were dim, it was a real night of dark and windy moon, and it was also a real murder and setting fire. Sixty miles outside Jiezhou City, a few years ago, this was a very famous place called Panlong Mountain.

The territory of the 18th League of Jiuzhai, and now it has become an unknown place, a secret base for China outside the pass, specializing in researching and producing all China's battlefield weapons, such as Pilizi, Iron Watermelon, etc.

At the end of the mountain road is the gate of the base. The gate is now not made of wooden, but iron. Under the careful design of Bai Yunqi, the defense facilities are complete. The gate is made of iron and there are small holes that can be opened and closed for things like arrows to shoot out.

Suddenly, a signal firework rushed into the sky from not far outside the gate, dazzling and dazzling. It was visible to the whole mountain, and a slight commotion suddenly broke out inside the iron gate.

"If there is an emergency, please inform the owner of the Shi Hall to reconcile Mr. Jie!" The gatekeeper immediately headed into the base and reported that Shi Wei reconciled Donghai.

A few black shadows passed by at the secret whistle outside the mountain gate, and more than a dozen corpses lay on the ground. A black shadow said, "I'd better ask them to report the letter and inform them, and I can only attack head-on!"

At the foot of the mountain farther away from the secret whistle, a Hun army of ten thousand people was lying on the mountain road, and the Chinese base that received the signal also began to enter a state of alert at this time.

Shi Wei stood on the whistle at the mountain gate and looked at the mountain in the distance with a telescope. On the night without stars and moons, there was no sight. Shi Wei began to frown, "This kind of night is really suitable for sneak attacks. The hidden whistle below is probably destroyed. Leng Fei, and there should be a surging attack below. As soon as something enters the range, it will be launched immediately. A fly cannot be put in. This is on the mountain. There is no siege weapon. Keep the opponent out of our mountain gate as much as possible!"

Leng Fei beside Shi Wei replied: "Yes!"

After saying that, he flew off the whistle and ordered his subordinates. Sure enough, a few figures appeared below, about 300 people, one by one, one by one. They were the vanguard of the Huns. He walked step by step towards the mountain gate with a shield. Behind the shield was a team of archers. At about a hundred steps, hundreds of arrows rushed towards the mountain gate. The arrows hit the mountain gate, making waves of gold and iron clashing. Shi Wei on the whistle inside said in surprise: "Iron arrows, this group of people seem to have some investigations, but fortunately they have strengthened them recently, so they are not afraid."

The thick iron gate was baptized by two or three waves of arrow rain, and did not cause much damage as the Huns expected. Apart from some shallow spots, it can be said that it was unharmed.

"Brothers, it's time for us to ignite the firearm." Leng Fei gave the order, and dozens of archers behind the mountain gate had ignited the rockets in their hands.

"Open the window and shoot arrows!"

Everyone opened the small window on the iron door at the same time, and many small square holes appeared in the mountain gate, dozens of rockets stretched out from inside, and there were constant whirring sounds. The rockets rushed straight to the Hun soldiers. The dark night was suddenly brought a lot of light by these sparks. The Hun soldiers held up their shields to resist, but because of the rockets, there were still many people burned. The neat Hun soldiers were in chaos. The vanguard of the Hun soldiers, Ha Muer shouted loudly: "My sons, rush, let's rush in."

As soon as he finished speaking, an iron watermelon the size of a human head suddenly flew into the sky. The Hun soldiers became panicked again. This thing made Duanmu Ming and Mr. Ning not dare to come to the front line in person. It was terrifying.

However, before everyone could run away, the iron watermelon exploded in the air. Countless iron pieces mixed with a very solid sharp particles sprinkled from the sky to everyone, covering the range of 300 people. Many people were inserted into their bodies by iron pieces and particles and died in battle.

The Hun soldiers were in chaos, and more particles fell on the ground. As everyone was running in panic, some people suddenly felt something under their feet piercing the soles of their shoes. Then a powerful explosion force shook from the soles of their feet, and they were blown to the ground. Such explosions came one after another in just a short time, and none of them were spared to be shrouded in extreme horror. Those who had been directly penetrated by the particles before exploded from the inside, and the flesh and blood skeletons flew everywhere.

The whole scene was like Shura Hell. Under the faint illumination of torches on the whistle, it was buried in darkness. After dozens of explosions, I never encountered such a thing and didn't expect that almost all three hundred people died on the spot. Many of them were even dead. Most of them were missing their arms and legs. The smell of blood was scattered in the air, which made people feel uncomfortable. Those who survived either stared at dull eyes or climbed desperately away from the mountain, dragging the long bloody road behind them.
Chapter completed!