The candlelight flickered slightly. Sultan Gu's figure was motionless, his features were hard and cold, his eyes were cold, his black-gloved hands were holding the long sword, the back of his hands were stretched, full of strength, and a long black shadow was cast in front of the couch.
Yao Ying looked into his eyes and found that his deep blue pupils were tinged with a different color, as if they were shining brightly.
It is like the brilliant galaxy in the boundless sky at night in the desert, overlooking the world, deep, distant, vast, cold, lonely and unattainable.
Even the murderous aura surging around him was cold and indifferent.
Yaoying had seen this kind of tranquility without sadness or joy, without desire or demand in another person.
A very strange feeling surged in her heart, and she couldn't help but stood up, walked in front of Sultan Gu, and looked closely into his eyes.
They are obviously two completely different people...
Sultan Gu remained motionless, looking at Yao Ying calmly with a calm expression.
Yaoying quickly returned to her original position and smiled at him. She knew intuitively that he would not be angry, and her smile unconsciously revealed a bit of righteous and naive attitude.
Sultan Gu was not angry, his face expressionless, and he lowered his eyes. "Every time the Northern Rong annexed a tribe, the Khan would immediately divide the military system and appoint a chief. The young and strong men in the tribe could serve as the chief's private soldiers, and the rest were servants of the chief and needed to pay taxes to the chief. The chief not only led the army, but also managed the affairs of each tribe. The chiefs of the hundred households, thousand households, and ten thousand households, and the military officers at all levels came from the Northern Rong nobles. All the people under the name of the nobles were soldiers, and they could ride horses and charge into battle in wartime. All civilians were divided into several levels by the government and strictly managed. Ordinary people could only be promoted through military merit, so they were brave in battle and fearless. The chiefs used this to firmly control all areas."
Yaoying frowned slightly.
The Northern Rong and the Western Regions still retain the system of nobles raising slaves. The slaves' cattle, sheep, tents, and property all belong to the nobles. She thought that the Northern Rong had been busy conquering in recent years and neglected to manage the occupied land. They only knew how to plunder civilians to serve as servants for the nobles. From what Sultan Gu said, the Northern Rong were indeed barbaric, but their barbaric management method was indeed simple and effective. It not only suppressed the rebellion of the tribes and made them powerless to resist, but also made the young men of the tribes compete to be loyal to the Northern Rong and expand the territory for the Northern Rong.
In this way, a small tribe with a small population will completely disappear within just one or two years, and a large tribe will quickly fall apart.
Under such a strict hierarchy, all the people were docil and obedient. Everyone belonged to a certain leader or tribe, and had to report to the nobles if they traveled more than a few dozen miles. Under such circumstances, the people did not dare to shelter strangers, and would even compete to report them. The guards at the checkpoints in various places could easily distinguish who was a citizen under the rule of the Northern Rong.
Sultan Gu continued, "The Northern Rong has a full range of troops, not only cavalry, but also a large number of infantry. Among the cavalry, the iron cavalry go to war, and the light cavalry patrol. The light cavalry of the Northern Rong come from various tribes, are familiar with the terrain, can speak the languages of various tribes, and have close contacts with the locals. Whenever a stranger passes by, the light cavalry will question their identity."
The Northern Rong strictly prohibited civilians from traveling eastward, and any passerby who could not answer the interrogation would be killed without mercy, regardless of whether they were Hu or Han.
Yao Ying thought of the personal soldiers who had escorted her across the border to marry, and her fingers trembled slightly.
Can those loyal guards who died at the hands of the Northern Rong Light Cavalry return home?
"In addition, Beirong also trained a scout force."
"Scouting troops?"
Yao Ying murmured in a low voice.
By the way, Haidu Aling almost provoked a war among the countries in the Central Plains because he was familiar with the national conditions of each country and had an intelligence network spread throughout the Central Plains.
It turned out that Beirong had a scout force that specialized in spying on the enemy and investigating the movements of various countries, and the scale of the force was definitely beyond her imagination.
She sighed, feeling heavy-hearted.
The east-west barriers, hundreds of miles of uninhabited desert, hunger, hardship and illness are nothing. The difficult part is how to pass through the blockades and inspections.
Yao Ying frowned slightly and sat in deep thought.
Sultan Gu did not make a sound to disturb her. The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The candle flame suddenly trembled, and the light dimmed. Yao Ying suddenly came to her senses. She didn't know how long she had been thinking. She stood up and said goodbye: "Thank you for clearing up my doubts. It's getting late, and the general has been tired all day. I'd better go home early."
Sultan Kumar said nothing.
Yaoying stared at him for a while. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that he was colder than usual. Although he always looked murderous, she could feel a subtle difference.
It was like a murderous knife that had been sharpened again, gleaming with cold light, cold and sharp.
Everything that originally belonged to him was erased.
What happened to him after just a few hours? Why did he change so much?
Yao Ying was full of suspicion. She walked out of the house, rolled her eyes, and asked Yuan Jue in a low voice: "Who has the Regent met since he came back?"
Yuan Jue asked cautiously, "Why do you ask this, Princess?"
Yaoying looked at him with moving eyes.
Yuan Jue straightened his chest and looked like he had nothing to say.
Yao Ying smiled and said, "It's okay. I just asked casually. The Regent King hasn't rested yet so late. Even a strong man can't stand it. Please persuade him more."
Yuan Jue's expression relaxed. He hummed and watched her back as she turned around the corridor and disappeared from his sight. He paced back and forth, thinking over and over again about the question she had just asked.
After Sultan Gu came back, he stayed in the house alone. He didn't eat and didn't give any instructions. He just spoke a few words to the princess. He didn't dare to go in and disturb her.
After a cup of tea, Yuanjue gritted his teeth, pushed the door open and walked into the house. As soon as he stepped into the house with his long boots, he was forced to take a step back by the fierce murderous aura that blew towards him.
His heart skipped a beat and he raised his head.
Sultan Gu sat in front of the couch, his eyes slightly drooped, his brows wrinkled, and there seemed to be a faint blush on his face. His muscles were bulging and full, and his black robe was tied so tightly that it was almost breaking, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura.
Yuanjue's face changed drastically. He wanted to move forward, but his legs were unable to move.
The room was filled with murderous intent, and Sudang's brows grew redder and redder.
Invisible pressure rushed towards Yuan Jue, and the powerful pressure forced him to fall to the ground. He bit his tongue to stay awake, and used his hands and feet to struggle to crawl out of the house. His face was pale and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. The cold night wind outside the house blew on his face. He gasped and a fishy and sweet feeling surged in his throat. With a wow, he vomited a mouthful of blood.
In the quiet night, there were the sounds of footsteps.
Yuanjue immediately got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and waved to the personal soldier who came over to check after hearing the noise, indicating that everything was fine.
The bodyguards retreated.
Yuanjue's heart was beating wildly. He turned and went into the house, closing the door. He didn't dare to get too close. He knelt on the ground beside the door, bowed his head, and pressed his forehead against the back of his hand. He trembled and said, "Wang, it's time for you to take the medicine."
The pressure suddenly surged.
Yuan Jue didn't dare to raise his head, he was shaking like a sieve and sweating profusely.
After a while, the murderous aura gradually faded away.
It was as if the clouds had disappeared, the rain had stopped, the ice and snow had melted, and the murderous intent that had made Yuan feel terrified and frightened disappeared.
He wiped the sweat off his face quietly and raised his head.
The lights were dim, and the sitting Sultan seemed exhausted. He leaned back on the table, his broad shoulders shaking slightly.
Yuanjue quickly got up, rushed to the bed, took out the medicine bottle, poured out a pill and fed it to him.
Sultan took the medicine, closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, his eyebrows turned red, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Yuanjue didn't dare to stay any longer. He respectfully left the house, closed the door, and let out a long breath.
They had to hurry back to the royal court.
Yuanjue thought about it, called the personal soldier who was taking care of Cangying, and whispered a few instructions to him.
Less than half an hour later, the eagle flapped its wings and flew into the dark night sky.
…
Just before the royal guards released the eagle, several soldiers in tight short military uniforms left the courtyard and plunged into the night. Some of them were Yang Qian's servants, who were familiar with the layout of the city. They led the others to move through the darkness unhindered, successfully avoiding the patrolling soldiers, passing through the streets and alleys, and came to one of Yang Qian's villas.
Someone came into the room and woke up the sleeping Yang Qian, saying, "The princess has ordered that the plan be moved forward."
Yang Qian woke up from his dream, confused: "Why early?"
The visitor was Xie Chong, who explained, "The princess said she had to return to the royal court immediately and there was no time to waste."
Yang Qian was full of courage. After thinking for a moment, he nodded: "It's better to do it in advance. I will tell the king."
The two men discussed for a few words, Xie Chong wrote down the time and location, took the bronze talisman, and returned to the courtyard to report.
After listening to his report, Yao Ying nodded.
Xie Chong asked: "Princess, why do you want to bring the plan forward? Isn't it too hasty?"
Tonight, after the princess came back from Sultan Gunnar, she suddenly said that the plan had changed and asked him to go to Yang Qian to pass on the message. When Yang Qian asked him the reason, he was also confused.
Yao Ying sat in front of the lamp, tapping the table with her slender fingers. She was absent-minded for a while and said, "I have already caused too much trouble for the Buddhist disciples. It is better for me to return to the royal court as soon as possible."
Sultan Gu was very strange. She couldn't tell what was strange about her. She just had a strong intuition that they should return to the royal court.
…
The next evening, at the palace.
Lady Ina was generous and magnanimous. She held grand banquets every night, with bright lights and music playing in the palace.
A burst of laughter rang out in the corridor, and several Hu women with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing long skirts that trailed on the ground, walked out of Wei Chi Damo's felt tent and walked past a woman who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and surrounded by wealthy slaves.
The woman was none other than Princess Ina, the wife of the king.
When the Hu women passed by her, they deliberately opened their clothes to expose their snow-white breasts.
Madam Ina's face turned pale as she asked the guards at the corridor, "Did the king receive the ministers?"
The guard said respectfully, "Madam, the king has only received...some beautiful singing girls these days, and Yang Jiashilang has come a few times to accompany the king to drink and play."
Madam Ina narrowed her eyes.
The dandy in the Yang family? A dandy who only knows how to drink and gamble with others and indulge in pleasure all day? Not to be feared.
The guard asked cautiously, "Madam, do you want to hold those singing girls?"
Madam Ina sneered: "Why bother with them? The king and the prince are separated, and he is sad and upset. Those female slaves can help him relieve his loneliness, which is exactly what I want. There is no need to bother with them. Let the king meet as many as he wants."
After all, Yuchi Damo was the ruler of Gaochang. She could not go too far by forcibly sending his child away. If he rebelled in anger, she would have a hard time explaining to Wakhan Khan.
Anyway, her two children had been killed by him, so Gaochang was destined to be her son's from now on.
Did he think that by favoring the singing girl he could anger her? She was the princess of Beirong. With her around, these singing girls were nothing more than a bunch of lowly slaves.
Bitch! How dare they act so aggressively in front of her! Sooner or later, I will skin them alive...
Madam Ina suppressed her anger and left in anger.
The banquet was noisy and cheerful.
An hour later, a figure walked out from the noisy hall.
The guard stepped forward and looked at the other person. He saw that the person was a woman with pearls on her head, wearing a wide veil and a goddess mask on her face. He looked at each other and returned to his original position.
Madam said there was no need to worry about it and that they didn't need to meddle in other people's business.
The woman twisted her waist and stepped into the felt tent. Her aura suddenly changed. She took off her mask, revealing a handsome face with a high nose, deep eyes, a pair of light yellow pupils, and a look as sharp as a hawk.
"What does the king think?"
Yuchi Damo was lying paralyzed on the couch, his red hair disheveled and his clothes open. He snorted coldly and said, "Yina is a treacherous person. She imprisoned me and killed my child. I, Yuchi Damo, will never coexist with her!"
As he spoke, he sat up excitedly with a sinister look in his eyes.
"If you can help me to avenge my death and kill that vicious woman, Yina, I, Gaochang, am willing to be loyal to you and help you to seize the position of Khan!"
Haidu A Ling smiled and sat down cross-legged, not responding to Wei Chi Damo's next words, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. I am in a difficult situation now, and I just hope I can save my life."
Wei Chi Damo's pupils shrank.
Haidu Aling was too calm. Even at this point, he never mentioned his desire to replace Wakhan Khan in order to avoid giving anyone an opportunity to use him as a weapon.
He remained calm, his eyes red, and said sadly: "The prince is the most courageous man in Beirong. He should be soaring into the sky and admired by thousands of people. However, a few narrow-minded princes are jealous of the prince's wisdom and bravery, and have repeatedly harmed him. If the prince does not make plans for himself, I am afraid that he will be in trouble just like me!"
Haidu Aling smiled and said, "I came to see the king just to make plans for myself."
The light in the tent was dim, and the two looked at each other, each thinking about it in their hearts.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the tent, and figures swayed in front of the tent. Countless soldiers holding torches rushed out from the corner and rushed towards the tent.
The corridor, which had been quiet just a moment ago, was suddenly crowded with people. Shouts, shouts, and calls merged into one, and the roof tiles shook.
"There's an assassin! Catch him!"
"Madam has ordered that no one should be spared alive. Whoever chops off the assassin's head will be rewarded with a hundred gold coins!"
Haidu A Ling's expression changed, and he glared at Wei Chi Damo angrily: "You set an ambush?"
Wei Chi Damo was also greatly shocked. He hurriedly climbed up from the couch and trembled as he said, "I didn't! Did you reveal your whereabouts when you came?"
There were a series of chilling whooshing sounds that broke through the air, cutting through the air like a big net and covering the felt tent.
Haidu Aling pulled out the dagger hidden at his waist and rushed out of the felt tent, dodging left and right, waving away several guns, while calmly looking around.
The corridors and halls were densely packed with bodyguards. The guests at the banquet fled in all directions with their heads in their hands. There were assassins lurking in the corners and on the roofs on all sides. The guns were coated with poison and flashed with cold light.
There were deafening shouts outside the courtyard wall, and more and more people gathered around.
Haidu Aling clenched his teeth.
How did Yi Na know that he had come to Gaochang? Why did she set an ambush to kill him? Did she know that Jin Bo had died at the hands of his men?
Wei Chi Damo's face turned pale, and he grabbed Haidu Aling's arm and said, "Prince, you can take me as a hostage! Yina doesn't dare to kill me!"
Haidu Aling glanced at him with the corner of his eye, grabbed his throat without hesitation, grabbed his shoulders, and rushed towards the bodyguards.
No matter who told the secret, escape from the palace first.
…
On the corridor separated by a wall, Yao Ying, wearing a mask, climbed up to the top of the wall under the protection of Yang Qian, hid in the shadows, and looked out at the yard below.
Haidu Aling was surrounded by many people, and arrows rained down like locusts, weaving an airtight net that enveloped his tall body.
She held her breath.
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