Disarmed and returned to the field

"Are you going to save a Khitan?" Zhao Li asked incredulously, "Xie Lianyun, where do you put me?"

"Your Majesty, you are joking."

The little emperor rode his horse and stood in front of Xie San, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Ah San, I have known you for so many years, don't you really know what I think?"

Xie San looked up at him, with that faint smile still on his face.

"Your Majesty, if there is anything..." he said, "it would have passed by long ago."

"Passed?" Zhao Li murmured, feeling lost, "You, what do you mean?"

Xie Sanyi smiled, and said with his hands behind his back: "Three years ago, during the battle at Death Cliff in vain, did Your Majesty think that I was already dead?"

Zhao Li was startled: "I've never thought about it that way."

"At 3000:3000 p.m. on March 3000th, an urgent report was received that the imperial envoys who had returned from the Western Regions were attacked at Wushiya Cliff. The number of Khitan soldiers was no less than [-]. Our Beiliuguan Iron Clothes Army had [-] people, including [-] generals. All the imperial envoys were dispatched to save the imperial envoys. The cavalry galloped for more than three hundred miles, and the men and horses were exhausted, but there was no trace of the imperial envoys. When they entered the cliff of death, they were surrounded by people, oil barrels of explosives, fire bombs and flying stones. Overwhelmingly came, the cliff of death in vain instantly burned into a sea of ​​flames. [-] people had nowhere to hide, no way to escape. The fire burned for more than two hours, and the bones of [-] people were used as materials, and the sky was dimly burned... "

Speaking of this, Zhao Li's face turned pale instantly: "I, I thought..."

Xie San glanced at him and said, "Your Majesty, do you know how Xie Lianyun survived half of his life?" Without waiting for Zhao Li's answer, he continued, "Fifteen tiger generals worked together to dig a deep pit with a narrow mouth. People clicked on my acupuncture points and threw me in. Do you know that the dozens of them burnt flesh and blood, and there was no bones left, and they never stopped. I heard nothing except the sound of burning. I cursed loudly, but no one gave up cowardly." At this point, Xie San raised his hand to wipe the water stains on his face, and then laughed loudly: "As expected of the Iron Army I brought out! A real man!"

"I stayed under that pit for half a night, and when I came out, I had to push away all their charred corpses one by one before I could climb out." He said, "burn their bones to ashes, put them in Take it in a jar."

Zhao Li said in a trembling voice: "This, this is beyond my expectation. They said that you are so powerful, I... I, I just want to seal the mouth of the ministers. I don't know about such a trivial matter as the imperial envoy being attacked. You He will personally lead the troops to attack."

"Xie Lianyun and three thousand soldiers died on the cliff of death in vain." Xie San said, "Your Majesty, the one standing in front of you is a rascal, a savage who doesn't want to make progress."

"..." Zhao Li's fingers trembled slightly, and there were so many words that he couldn't say anymore.

Regret or not, it seems particularly small at this time.

The three thousand blood-stained lives have already obliterated everything that could be done.

"Your Majesty." Xie San cupped his fists and said, "Please make way for Your Majesty, Xie San is going."

Zhao Li stepped aside subconsciously, and Xie San had already passed by. After only a few steps, he heard the little emperor calling him.

"Asan."

He looked back, Zhao Li was standing in the gradually clear sky behind him, there was a trace of reluctance on his somewhat embarrassed face rendered by the wind and sand, that kind of attachment and panic expression, Xie San had never seen Zhao Li's face for many years. seen on.

"Ah San..." Zhao Li called him again, his eyes flickered, as if something gathered in his eye sockets, "Will you come to the capital to see me in the future?"

Xie San looked at him, but didn't answer, turned around and left.

Sitting on the horseback, Zhao Li felt that the frontier wind was bitingly cold, and the tears in his eyes seemed to be rushing out.

Xie San didn't want a horse.

Walking in the desert with only the bend captured from the Khitan.It was already dawn, and he walked not too slowly, he had already traveled another ten miles in the direction of Ah Yao. A caravan was slowly approaching in the distance. He looked at the tattered clothes on his body, and took out from his arms the bag that should have been The emerald green finger ring given to him by Zhao Li, who was stolen by the Khitan people.

He threw the wrench into the air, and the wrench fell steadily into his palm from the air.

Xie San sighed: "Brother, I have to sell you again as a last resort. I'm sorry, I made you sell again and again like you came out of a brothel."

The owner of the caravan knew the goods, and Xie San did not sell the treasures cheaply.

Not to mention a batch of high-quality fast horses, a new set of clothes, dry food and water for three days, and a machete for a good-looking sword on the bodyguard.Xie San took a bath in the caravan, thought about it, and shaved off his beard, revealing a handsome face in the water.

Xie San rubbed his chin, and took the photo for a long time, then pretended to sigh: "Hey, every year is handsome, old."

After sitting in the caravan for half a roast leg of lamb, he rode away on horseback just now, full of food and drink.

"Boss, this man is too shameless, he's a hooligan." The new attendant pointed at Xie San's back and was furious.

The boss patted him on the head: "What do you know."

After the little follower was crying, he looked at Xie Sanyuan's back and said, "You are young, so you don't know him. Back then, he was a great hero of our Han people."