Facing the dusty autumn wind that made it hard to open one's eyes, the two saw the Fourth Prince and his entourage, who were just as anxious as they were.
The dark-skinned girl picked up the bow and arrow beside the saddle, and with a 'whoosh', a guard fell down.
In just a few breaths, three of the Fourth Prince's guards had fallen. The man turned around and saw the red-armored girl who had turned his camp into a mess.
The Grand Preceptor had asked himself why he wanted to conquer the Central Plains.
Yalan Feng can still recite the answers she gave back then.
"I want the people of the Central Plains to be slaves of us grassland people forever. I've heard that their women are all delicate and beautiful. We can kidnap them to give birth to more slaves for us. Then, I will be the person with the most slaves in the world."
The Grand Preceptor smiled when he heard this, and then formed an alliance with him, promising that he would let him inherit his father's position.
so……
He cannot die here.
With the last guard beside him falling, Huo Xiaolong brought Da Nier to the man.
"Fourth Brother." Da Ni'er dismounted and greeted the man.
Yalanfeng's right ear was still bleeding. During this period of running, some of the bloodstains had dried and were sticking to her skin.
The dark-skinned girl nodded at him twice and continued speaking.
"Do you still remember how I retaliated when you made me unhappy as a child?"
“I remember back then, my mother had a jeweled gold goblet, and you liked it, so you asked my father for it back.”
"But I like it too, and then what was it again?"
Da Nier drew the curved knife from her waist with her bandaged hand and continued speaking.
"Then I killed the slave who had been with you since you were a cub and fed him to the mastiffs, and I even called you over to see it, didn't I?"
The man on horseback took two steps back, but behind him stood Huo Xiaolong, carrying a long sword.
"Ya Lanqing, what exactly do you want?" The man had nowhere to retreat, so he asked.
“I’ll give you a chance to survive my clutches. We’ll settle this the way we do on the grasslands.”
With nowhere to retreat, Ya Lanfeng dismounted and drew his curved sword. Without exchanging a word, the two began to fight.
The dark-skinned girl was agile and swift. Her prairie scimitar slashed through the sky like lightning. Her movements were swift and precise, and each swing of the scimitar carried the force of thunder.
Most of the men on the grasslands are tall and strong, and Yalanfeng, who was chosen and trained by the national teacher from a young age, is quite skilled.
Da Nier launched the first attack. Her figure flashed, like lightning slicing through the sky, her prairie scimitar tracing an elegant arc, aiming straight for the tall, muscular man's vitals. However, the man reacted swiftly, dodging to the side and simultaneously swinging his prairie scimitar, a sharp flash of light meeting the attack. The two blades clashed in mid-air, producing a piercing metallic clang.
The young women had been tortured; even with anesthetic and gauze applied to their fingers, blood still seeped out. Huo Xiaolong moved his finger, and a small pebble hit the man's knee, causing Ya Lanfeng to kneel on one knee.
The girl, wielding a curved knife, circled behind him and slashed his throat, spurting blood high into the air, which Long'er found utterly disgusting.
"On the grasslands! It's okay if you don't care about appearances!"
Wang Dani was eager to know what her friend wanted to say, so she took the initiative and spoke first.
"Take off your cloak and give it to me."
Huo Xiaolong obeyed and did as she was told. She watched as her friend swiftly cut off her brother's head and wrapped it up.
Let's go.
"What are you doing bringing this thing home?" The girl in red armor finally couldn't take it anymore. Even if the King of Heaven himself came today, it wouldn't be okay. It's so disgusting!
"Spoils of war! Do you even understand, Fourth Prince of the Grasslands? If we bring this back, won't my uncle get a promotion? Won't your brother-in-law's army's morale soar?"
"Hurry up, let's go."
Then Da Ni climbed onto the horse, hung the severed head next to the saddle, and patted Huo Xiaolong's buttocks twice as she spoke.
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