Chapter 17 first quarter

January 15th, evening. Baloo checked his whole body equipment for the last time, including the armor, rope, saber, dagger in the boot, fire sealed in the copper pipe, and the cavalry crossbow brought back from the Eastern Continent. The torch full of butter was tied with a rope and could be drawn out at any time, just as easily as the two knives on his left and right waists. "Ready?" He looked around. Thirty young men with the same equipment as him stood up together, "Okay!" Baloo walked in front of them and inspected their equipment one by one. These were brave young men from the Mosel family, including his younger brother Bazaar.

"There is only one thing today, which is to save Da Nayan," Balu said. "Tonight is the Golden Tent feast. They will transfer their manpower back to the Golden Tent as much as possible. This is our best chance. There is no second one. I have already inquired about the way to enter the crypt. It is in an abandoned wasteland in the west of the city. It is said that it is very dark inside, so remember not to get your torches wet, and use them inside. Put Kill everyone who stands in our way, we don't have time to show mercy in this terrible time. Don't make any noise, they have a last resort, which is to pour butter into the cages of Da Nayan and King Chindahan They burned to death, so we have to approach quietly and kill the butter barrel first!"

"Yes!" Everyone answered in unison. "I can't say anything more decent. You may die, but I, Baru Mosul, will be the first to charge forward. This is what the men of our Qingyang Department should do, rather than die at the hands of Shuobei people Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, why not give it a go!" Balu waved his hand violently, "Let's go!" The young people came out in a file. At this time, the sun had already sunk below the horizon, and night had descended on the northern capital. Baloo walked at the back, listening to the sound of the people in front stepping on the snow.He turned his head to look at the shadow of the tent to the east, and was silent for a while.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Bazaar turned back and asked. "Actually, we should go and say goodbye to my father and uncle, but they will definitely stop us from going, and they will miss us." After Balu finished speaking, he turned around and followed the team. At sunset, the banquet in the golden tent opened. Xuda Khan deservedly took the seat of the master. On the left and right sat the masters of Wochijin and Tokele, and on the right and down sat the master of Heluding, Eridun Dalai.Although the old patriarch of the Heludin family died on the battlefield unfortunately, the Heludin family is still the most powerful family in the northern capital.However, Eridun Dalai was a polite young man, and he respectfully invited the two elderly heads to sit at the head, which satisfied the Tokele family head very much.

The banquet was more grand than the previous one. Not only were there more girls singing and dancing and serving wine, but the food was also richer.The lambs that had been washed and peeled were buried one by one in the snow behind the golden tent. The slaves took out one and washed it with snow water, then set it up and roasted it.All the precious utensils in the Golden Tent Palace were brought out to entertain these distinguished guests, such as gold cups inlaid with emeralds, meat cleavers with silver handles, huge carved silver plates, and even the forks used by slaves to roast meat. Brass items inlaid with amber, all of which were traded from the Eastern Land for furs and horses.

"We are eating in the majesty's treasure house." The owner of Wochijin's family said with a smile as he tasted the rare ice mackerel fillet. "Of course it is the Maharaja's treasure house. Here are the three most precious family heads in the northern capital. You are the Maharaja's real treasure." Xu Dahan responded with a smile.He wore a purple silk robe with his chest open and his sleeves rolled up. The master of the Wochijin family nodded with a smile, and leaned into the ear of the master of the Tokele family, "He is not wearing armor." "Is this the conceit of a berserker?" The master of the Tokele family sneered, "I don't believe there is flesh and blood that a bow and arrow can't pierce."

Behind him sat fifty warriors of Tokele's family, fully armed, they did not drink or eat anything, and their hands were always pressed on the longbow at their waists.There were 200 people outside the tent, plus the warriors of Wu Chijin's family, they had 500 people nearby, and they had an absolute advantage in number. Compared with Eridun Dalai, he only brought a mere 100 people, and Xu Da Khan has few people in his hands. The master of Wu Chijin's family squinted his eyes, watching the slave roasting the lamb swiftly planing the roasted lamb with a sharp knife, and the oily and thin slices of meat fell down one after another in the silver light of the knife, and soon there were A plate was brought to the tables of the guests by those skimpy women.He thought that Xu Dahan was very careful not to make them suspicious. The slaves who planed lambs stayed away from them, and only those women who could see through their skirts approached them. Xu Dahan did not wear armor or carry any weapons.All of these seemed too normal, so normal that he was a little suspicious, did Xu Dahan Pasur host the banquet just to show his submission to them?He doesn't believe it.The banquet had already started for a while, and Xu Dahan was very patient and never said anything related to the siege.This calm made him uneasy.

But the situation should still be under their control. There are 400 people outside and 100 people in the golden tent. They will be aware of any changes. The master of Wu Chijin's family is determined to break through this layer of calm paper by himself. He is also a person who has been on the battlefield. He knows that if he can't see the enemy's tactics clearly, the best thing is to rush over when the enemy's foothold is not stable. He cleared his throat and raised his golden wine glass, "Allow me to toast to the god of war in the northern capital, Xudahan Pasur, your strength is as invincible as the ancestors of the Pasur family."

Xu Dahan smiled and raised his wine glass, "Master of the Wochijin family, thank you for your enthusiasm. The Wochijin family will always be precious friends of the Pasur family." The master of Wu Chijin's family put down his cup, "I was worried and didn't shy away from it, so I just spoke up while everyone was there. The usurper Bimogan died, and the traitor in Beidu was eliminated, but The army of Shuobei Capital is still surrounding the city, we can eat lamb meat and drink Gurqin wine here, and the slaves will starve to death. We have to find a way." Xu Dahan nodded slightly, and waved his hands to let the dancing girls disperse, "What Master Wo Chijin thinks is also what I worry about, so I invite you all here tonight."

There was silence in the golden tent. The masters of the four major families in the northern capital were all sitting here. Eridun Dalai looked down at the table, Xu Dahan silently chewed the slice of meat in his mouth, and the master of the Tokele family shook his head. With the wine in the cup, the owner of Wu Chijin's family looked at all of them one by one. Xu Dahan cleared his throat, and the owner of Wuchijin's family felt his ears twitch, and all his attention was focused on Xu Dahan. "At this point, fighting again is not an option. I think the best way is to have peace talks between Kaesong and Shuobei."

The master of Wo Chijin's family was startled, and turned to look at Eri Dun Dalai who had attacked.Before Xu Dahan could speak, Eridun Dalai interrupted him.The young man raised his head at this moment, his eyes were bright, and he seemed to have great determination. "But the red flag was planted in Shuobei, and the wolf lord issued an order to massacre the city. What the wolf lord said before is true." The master of Wu Chijin's family tried, "And your dead father, my old brother, we should do it for you. He takes revenge." "I've been thinking about this these days too. It is said that father's blood feud must be avenged," Eridun Dalai lowered his head, "but I really can't bear to watch the young people in the northern capital go out of the city to die. After the fight, we killed more than 70,000 people, and if the fight continues like this, the Qingyang tribe will also be exterminated." The master of Wu Chijin family nodded, "I can also understand my nephew's intentions, but...will the wolf master agree? Now he has a good chance of winning, and it is nothing more than a matter of attacking the city early and late. What shall we do with him?" Make peace?" "I've thought about this too," said Eridun Dalai, "I think the wolf lord still doesn't want to attack the city. It's really an attack. With everyone in the northern capital, we can make them lose a lot. This winter is about to pass. Now, when the spring comes, the road is cleared. If the other big tribes come to attack the northern capital, the wolf lord will not be able to defend. I guess the wolf lord is just saying some cruel words, telling us to bow our heads to him, and he is still waiting to be harvested Whole our army can be used by him, and there is no need to slaughter the city." The owner of the Tokele family twirled his beard and nodded, "There is some truth to what I said. I said why Shuobei hasn't attacked the city for so many days." "But if we make peace in Kaesong, or if we surrender, we are all sinners of the Qingyang Department!" the master of Wu Chijin's family rubbed his hands. "One day in the future, our descendants will grow up, and we will pay back the blood debt!" Eridun Dalai turned to Xu Dahan, "Third Prince, your mother is the daughter of the wolf lord, and you are half of Shuobei's blood!" If you go out of the city to make peace, the Wolf King will take care of your family, right? None of us can do this, so we can only ask the third prince to come forward." All eyes were on Xu Dahan, Xu Dahan was silent, poured himself a glass of wine slowly, drank it all, and sighed. "According to my heart, since I am temporarily in charge of the Pasur family, I should fight to the death with the Shuobei people! Even if we make peace, we will hand over some cattle, sheep and slaves, and they will retreat to the north, the northern capital city and the nine-tailed people in front of this tent. The big banner can’t be handed over to them even if you die.” He shook his head wearily, “But these days I asked to count the remaining troops of each family, it’s really...not that I want to be an unfilial descendant of the Pasur family, if If I go out of the city and humbly ask the wolf lord, I will do it! It depends on what the heads of the two families, Wuchijin and Tokele, are old and considerate." Wo Chijin and the two heads of the Tokele family looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.They didn't know how to start, and the banquet was far from their expectations. "That's right! Since you want to be called a coward, you can't just let the two young people go, and we two old guys can't refuse." The master of Wu Chijin seemed to have made up his mind, "This is our five elders discussing politics. The result of the discussion?" "I also agree," said the master of the Tokele family, "This battle is really impossible!" Xu Dahan suddenly felt much more relaxed, and picked up the wine glass, "This is the result of our discussion! We drank this glass, and only hoped that the Pantar God would bless the Qingyang Department and let Lord Wolf be merciful." The four toasted together, and the atmosphere in the tent relaxed.The samurai of several families showed a relieved expression on their faces, and the hand holding the bow was no longer so nervous. "Continue! Singing and dancing! The rest of today is a good time!" Xu Dahan waved to the girls. The girls rushed into the center of the golden tent, and as they turned around lightly, the brocade horses were turned into blooming flowers, as lively as a festival. "Speaking of which, today is the Burning Lamb Festival, the day when boys come of age." Master Tokele remembered. "Then we should drink a few more glasses, even if we help the boys in the northern capital to drink, let them grow up quickly, and we will recover this blood debt for our Qingyang Department in the future!" The master of Wo Chijin raised his glass , "It's all full." During the music and dance, another jar of Guerqin liquor was unsealed. Amid the rich aroma of the wine, everyone drank it heartily and laughed very comfortably, as if all the troubles were gone now. The owner of the Tokele family was slightly drunk, squinting at the bare feet of the dancing girls, then turned to the owner of the Wuchijin family beside him and said, "How about the one in the fragrant gauze trousers? I want to take it back... " He was stunned, the gaze from the master of Wu Chijin's family was cold and gloomy, which made him sober up most of the wine. "Good wine, it's really strong! I'll go out and untie my hands, and I'll drink more after I untie my hands." The owner of Wu Chijin's family stood up staggeringly with drunken eyes. The master of Tokele's family understood, and stood up, "I'll relieve myself too, it's cold, let's make a companion." They took twenty warriors out of the tent, and the warriors of the two families outside the tent stood neatly and silently in the snow, completely sealing off the surrounding area of ​​the golden tent, without any abnormality.The master of Wochijin's family waved his hand to signal them to continue to be vigilant, and turned to the back of a tent with the master of Tokele's family. "What does Xu Dahan want to do? It's really unexpected." He asked while unbuttoning his belt. The owner of the Tokele family shook his head, "I can't see it either. Could it be that he's afraid after thinking about it for the past few days? King Qindahan doesn't recognize him as the heir of the Pasur family. He thinks he can't continue playing?" "I don't think that man is a wolf, just like Meng Lehuo'er." The owner of the Tokele family nodded, "But Eri Dun Dalai doesn't seem to want to confront us anymore, which is really a good thing." "Yes, there are too many people in Heludin's family. I fear Eri Dun Dalai more than I fear Xu Dahan. The Pasur family is dead and there is no one left." The master of Wu Chijin's family thought about it. . "What should we do? From this point of view, we can open the city tomorrow to negotiate peace. Everything will go smoothly, and there is no need to use force." "No, I don't believe in Xuda Khan," said the owner of Wu Chijin's family coldly. "I don't want the three of us to walk behind him in Kaesong and ask him to present the nine-tailed banner. That way we What can we get? We have all fulfilled Xu Dahan." "That's true, then..." The master of Tokele's eyes twitched, and he patted the knife on his waist. "Take down Xuda Khan! Eridun Dalai just stay still, if there is any restlessness, let him be taken together!" "Brother, you are also aggressive." The owner of the Tokele family said. The master of Wu Chijin's family looked gloomy, and laughed silently with the corners of his mouth pulled, "When men still have to pee against the wind, how can we allow little bastards like Xu Dahan to be presumptuous on our heads?" Asule felt a chill on his neck and suddenly woke up from the dream.He was pinned tightly to the iron bars and could not move.In front of him are the cold eyes of King Chindahan, and on his neck is the blade of a short knife. "Grandpa!" he exclaimed in surprise. "Don't move around, or you will send your neck to the knife and cut it off." King Qindahan stuffed another knife into Asule's hand, "I can't sleep anymore, I have to leave here tonight, and I need to concentrate , Be vigilant, like wild animals. They can sleep for three days and three nights when hunting, don’t eat, just run, you have to learn to survive like that, and you can live longer on the battlefield.” Asule regained his energy and lowered his voice, "We're leaving? How do we get out?" "You will understand in a moment, and there is one last thing. There are some things that I should have taught you ten years ago, but you were too cowardly at that time, and I did not feel comfortable teaching it to you." King Chindahan said , "But my lifespan is not long, and you have grown up too. If you can't get rid of the blood of bronze, then become a warrior. The men of the Pasur family still have to go to the battlefield after all." Asule understood something and nodded silently. "Stand up," King Qinda stroked Asule's face, "I will teach you the last secret of the Dabi Sword." Asule got up silently, King Qinda Hanhan backed away silently.More than 30 years later, this old man held the handle of the knife again. When he held it in his hand, he killed thousands of enemies on the battlefield, making those men's wives cry and their children lonely. The hero of Lu Jinjun is also the nightmare on the grassland.Now that he is holding the knife, his whole body changes as if reborn. Every joint in his body makes crisp sounds, his muscles tighten and relax slowly, and his breathing is heavy and powerful, like a beast that has been reborn. Walk around in prison.His eyes were fixed on Asule all the time, showing an eager expression. He is rapidly returning to the time when he ruled the grassland with a knife in his hand. When that time comes, he will wield the most perfect Dabi knife. Asule felt cold sweat shooting out from every pore of his body, his hand holding the knife couldn't help tightening, and his breathing became urgent.He didn't understand why grandpa wanted to practice Dabi Dao on him at this time, but he couldn't stop the exercise. The more and more intense killing spirit seemed to condense on King Chindahan in essence. It was power, endless The power is curling up into a small ball, and then explodes violently. He had to concentrate on it, the moment when the real Dapi knife was cut out, King Chindahan himself might not be able to control the knife. The two rotated in the prison, repeating a pair of stars on the sky. "The real Dabi knife has only one knife, which is the most perfect circle, never resting, never ending. Only men with blood of bronze can use that knife, because only the bones and muscles of a berserker can withstand the power of swinging the knife." The power of backlash. Ordinary people can’t swing three and a half arcs, their wrists will be broken, and their tendons will be sprained.” "yes." "The real Dabi sword doesn't leave any force behind, and you go all out with every knife, so as to ensure that every knife you have is flawless. Your ancestors used this kind of blood to kill thousands of troops and horses. When you wield a knife, there is no flaw in your body, and every weapon that goes towards you will be bounced off by the knife." "yes." "When you swing the knife, the blood of bronze will control you. You won't hesitate, bear it, or be afraid. But you have to engrave this knife in your mind like an engraved letter, otherwise you will fall into chaos. It's just a beast eager to kill." "yes." "Pay attention to my wrist, this may be your only chance to see this knife." King Chindahan swung the short knife slowly, the light of the knife was like a green aura surrounding his body, like incense sticks twirling rapidly, the azure aura formed a perfect circle as he swung faster and faster, the blade slipped The broken air caused a howl, and the air around King Chindahan became turbulent, and his figure became blurred.Asule stared closely at King Chindahan's wrist, trying to memorize every movement of his wrist. He only now understood the meaning of King Chindahan's exhortation, because when the knife was dancing rapidly, his eyesight couldn't see at all. The trajectory of the knife is clearly captured, and the secret of that knife is indeed in the movement of the wrist.If you want to swing the knife so quickly and continuously, there should be no pause or stagnation. You must swing the knife with one hand, otherwise the hands will form a dead angle, and you can only use the wrist to complete it, because the wrist is far more than the joints of the shoulder and elbow. More flexible, this is an incredible martial art. It uses the wrist instead of the shoulder and elbow to exert force, and the wrist has to bear terrible pressure.King Chindahan was right, if an ordinary person swung three saber rings, his wrist would have been severely sprained, only the bodies of berserkers could bear the pressure, using their weird muscles and bones blessed and cursed by gods . Asule remembered something, and suddenly shifted his gaze to King Chindahan's face.The old man's face had changed, he was hideous like a ghost, and his pupils were flickering with terrifying light! Weak moonlight shines from the mouth of the crypt above the head, and the night light is exactly the full moon. The orbit of the moon and the orbit of the year coincide briefly at the northern celestial pole, and the changes of the stars will awaken the boiling bronze blood.It was too late to stop, King Chindahan was intoxicated by his own sword skills, he was already a complete berserker. Asule backed away until his back was against the iron bars.He couldn't resist that saber, Xi Yan's Qieyu Jin, the "transformation technique" taught to him by the teacher behind the scenes, all of these were eclipsed by the Dabi Dao.It was as if countless arcs of blue light overflowed and flickered from King Qindahan's body, light and gorgeous, reminding Asule of the fireflies in the summer night in Nanhuai City.King Qindahan shouted loudly, his steps changed, the turbulent air flow stimulated by the knife overflowed, and the cold murderous aura gushed out like a gate. Asule mustered all the strength in his body, and slashed into the green energy with one blow.He remembered that knife.But he was about to die. King Chindahan was right. That knife was a perfect knife without flaws, and the person who used it would not hesitate, bear or fear.That knife is the beauty of killing, its existence is as vast and great as the starry sky. "Then I'll go." A voice rang in his ear. The moment he was hit in the face by that majestic force, what appeared in his mind was Yu Ran's face, one evening, at the door of the wine shop, he turned his head to look at him. Baloo hid in a depression, surrounded by young people from the Mosel family.Outside the depression is the largest wasteland in the northern capital city. There is no grass, and it is full of jagged stones. There are several caves. No one who drilled into the depths of the cave came out.When the old majesty was there, he tidied up the few crypts on the surface, added iron bars, and used them to detain the most important prisoners. It was also the only prison in the northern capital. There were two warriors standing at the entrance of the prison, other than that there was a dead silence, the moonlight shone on their heads, it was as cold as ice. Baloo took off the cavalry crossbow from his waist and winked at his younger brother.There is also a cavalry crossbow in Bazaar, which was improved by Xiyan in Xiatang. It is used to equip the Ghost Bat Battalion. The range can reach 100 steps, and it can be fired with only one hand.Two poisoned crossbows aimed at the two warriors. "Together, take the throat, don't let them make a sound." Baloo whispered. "Understood." Bazaar smiled.He is not as good as Balu in terms of swordsmanship, but with bow and crossbow and archery, Balu can only be regarded as his student. "Let's go!" Baru shouted. The two crossbow arrows left the string at the same time, and hit the throats of the two warriors at the same time.They didn't react at all, the crossbow bolts designed by Xiyan would not make a noticeable sound in the wind, and the shafts of the arrows were also painted black so that they would not be noticed by the target when fired at night. "General Xi was originally a scout? Everything he makes will kill people silently." Bazah smiled. "Go!" Baloo ordered again, drew out his saber and jumped out of the depression. Baza and others quickly followed. Baza filled the cavalry crossbow with new short arrows, holding the crossbow in one hand and the knife in the other.Under the moonlight, this team of pure black armor bent down, swept across the wasteland, and rushed straight for the entrance. As he approached the entrance, Balu heaved a sigh of relief. What he was worried about was that he would be discovered before entering the door, and blocked by the people rushing out from the inside. Let alone a sneak attack, before they touched the mysterious "lock dragon court", The other party had enough time to kill their brother's master.Two warriors who were killed by crossbow arrows lay on the ground, still holding the handles of their waists. "Come on!" He turned and greeted. "Brother!" Bazaar shouted suddenly. This is a warning, Baza would never have done this if it wasn't in an extremely dangerous situation. The brothers hid in the Nanhuai military camp and practiced coordination countless times, as if they were in the same body.Baloo squatted down without hesitation and lowered his head.At that moment Bazaar's crossbow arrows shot out, and a strangely shaped knife flashed above Balu's head.The two warriors who should have been dead suddenly jumped up and attacked them when they were completely defenseless.This time, Bazaar's crossbow arrow took one of them's forehead. The crossbow arrow pierced through directly, and half of it went in. The warrior shook and fell to the ground.The other warrior was hit in the chest and abdomen by Balu's slash from bottom to top. He staggered back a few steps clutching his wound, and also fell into the snow. "Damn it!" Bazaar ran to Balu, "Why didn't he die?" Baloo put a knife on the throat of one of the corpses, and untied his collar. A kind of armor they had never seen before was put on the neck of the corpse. It felt like shark skin, but it was tougher.Baloo quickly touched the whole body of the corpse. "The armor they wear is different from ours. It is a kind of soft armor, which only protects the vital parts, like something from the Eastern Land." Baru said. "The knife is also strange, I've never seen a knife with this shape before." Baza inspected the knife, the blade was narrow and thin, with a curved hook on the head, resembling the sickle foot of a praying mantis, "Which family of warriors could it be? " "I can't tell." Baloo shook his head. "Then don't worry about it, let's go in!" Baza dropped the knife and refilled the cavalry crossbow with arrows, "We have been discovered." There were rapid footsteps in the cave, apparently Bazaar's warning just now had alarmed the guards inside. "I hope the master will wait for us." Baloo held the knife in one hand, and pulled out the torch from behind with the other hand, and lit it with the sparks in the copper pipe. At this moment, in the golden tent, music and dancing were jubilant, and the smell of wine was elegant. A slave showed off his lean muscles, showing off his knives for planing lambs in the center of the golden tent.He held the lamb's leg in one hand, and swung the thin knife in the air with the other, moving and spinning, the knife shining brightly.The girls placed silver plates on the left and right behind him, and the sliced ​​lamb meat flew like butterflies and fell into those silver plates.The slave stopped abruptly, dropped the thin knife, knelt on the carpet, and raised the lamb to Xu Dahan with both hands.In his hand is already an empty sheep skeleton, only the head of the sheep is intact. There was applause in the golden tent, and the slave carefully pried open the sheep's mouth, took out the sheep's tongue, cut it into thin slices, put a piece on each silver plate, and then sprayed some strong wine on fire. When the girls brought the squeaking lamb meat to each table, the thin slices of meat were already cooked, exuding the magical aroma of the wine. "'Huoliaoyang'?" the owner of Wo Chijin's family clicked his tongue in admiration, forked the sheep's tongue with a silver knife and put it in his mouth to chew, "It's delicious food, and it's rare, rare to see such exquisite knife skills !" "If you want to say that the food is authentic, if you want to talk about knife skills, what is the knife skill used to slice sheep?" Gui Mu suddenly stood up and raised the handle of the knife, "The wine industry is almost drunk, and I have seen too many women dancing. How about watching a man wielding a knife?" It is common for barbarians to dance swords at banquets, but when they heard this sentence, the eyes of the owner of Wu Chijin's family suddenly narrowed.He seemed to have inadvertently glanced at Master Tokele, who nodded slightly.Both of them thought it was about time, Xu Dahan still showed his heart of tiger and wolf. Simple, but if you are not prepared, it is easy to succeed. "A slave's sword skills aroused the fourth prince's interest?" The owner of Wu Chijin's family laughed, "That would be perfect. The last time I saw the fourth prince wielding a sword was when the eldest prince was around." "Yes, yes! It's rare!" The owner of the Tokele family also laughed. Guimu didn't speak, looked at the master of Wo Chijin's family, and approached him step by step while pressing the handle of the knife. The master of Wu Chijin's family kept laughing and applauding vigorously.He was the only one applauding in the entire golden tent, and the master of the Tokele family quietly retreated to the center of his own warriors, surrounded by fifty people who were airtight.Eri Dun Dalai looked at the owner of Wu Chijin's family, and seemed to sense some ominous meaning in the lonely applause. They couldn't see it. When the clear and monotonous applause reached outside the golden tent, the four hundred warriors of Orchijin and Tokele who were stationed there drew out their sabers and lit their torches at the same time. "Except for the two heads of the family, no one is allowed to step into this tent, and no one is allowed to come out." The leader of these warriors ordered.His orders were whispered so low that no one in the golden tent could hear them, and were passed on among the warriors in whispers. A long distance away, in the village of Wo Chijin's family, the two families of Wo Chijin and Tokele were completely empty. 17,000 fully armed warriors had already formed a team. The second son of the Wochijin family and the eldest son of the Tokele family lead this army.In the distance, the fire from the direction of the golden tent illuminated their eyes, and they cheered up in unison.They knew that the last scene of this drama was about to begin, and some people would completely end the curtain in the northern capital this night. "If the fire over there goes out, the Golden Tent Palace will be wiped out completely, right?" The eldest son of the Tokele family repeated the order they received in a low voice. "If the flames go out, it means that Dad and the others are all dead. At that time, we should avenge them and kill all the men in the Pasur family and the Heludin family." The second son of the Wochijin family said coldly. "Knowing that there is danger, the old men still don't want to go out of the city to escape." The eldest son of the Tokele family sighed. "Isn't the ancestor's family business accumulated on the edge of such a knife?" The second son of the Wochijin family said proudly, "So when my father sent my elder brother and younger brother away, I said I would not leave. Our Wochijin family A man will not run for his life like a wild dog until the last moment!" "Fourth prince, you're too close." The owner of Wu Chijin's family suddenly stopped applauding, and he stared into Guimu's eyes and said flatly. Guimu was still approaching, the lion's tooth was vibrating in his sheath, making disturbing noises.The way he held the knife was like his teacher Mu Li, which reminded the master of Wu Chijin's family of Mu Li's scorched eyes. Shortness of breath.He felt that there was no longer any need for patience. He picked up the golden cup and spilled the remaining wine in front of him. A hundred warriors from the two families got up at the same time, drew their bows at the same time, put on the feathered arrows, and opened the bows to the full string, and the slender three-edged arrowheads were dangerously copper green.Those one hundred feathered arrows pointed at a person at the same time, not Guimu, but Xu Dahan, the chief seat.Eri Dun Dalai got up in shock, and the master of Wochijin's family waved to him, motioning him to back away.Ms. Wang and the warriors of Tokele's family quickly adjusted their positions and completely blocked the entrance of the golden tent. The slaves who roasted the lamb and the dancing girls were squeezed and retreated by them, and the girls screamed in horror. "Armor-piercing arrows? Where did you get them? And why?" Xu Dahan frowned slightly.He still sat where he was, calmly holding a glass of wine. "If I keep quiet, the fourth prince's knife will be handed to my heart, right?" "Is there such a big enmity between us? Didn't we all agree, you want to open the city and surrender, and I agree, why should I harm you?" Xu Dahan lowered his head, looking at his reflection in the wine . "Eridun Dalai, let me tell you who this Xu Dahan, who is known as the man of the Pasur family, is. He is a spy sent by the Shuobei people. He can't wait for his brother to die so that he can sit on the maharajah. The throne! It is he who presided over everything behind the scenes and wanted to kill all of us!" The head of Wu Chijin sneered, "We can't believe such a wolf-hearted person." Xu Dahan laughed silently, "Yes, I want the northern capital, I want to revitalize this city, and I want Qingyang's flag to be planted in every corner of the world. Is there anything wrong with this? And the noble Master Wo Chijin, didn’t you always want to open the city gate and bow down to the wolf lord? You are the one who betrayed the news to the wolf lord, right? From time to time, the wolf lord collects your armor-piercing arrows from the corpse of the ghost bow and gives them to you What? You hold the gates of the northern capital now, and you can do anything." "Xu Dahan, can you still say such shameless words?" The master of Wu Chijin's family changed color suddenly.But he couldn't answer the origin of the armor-piercing arrows. At the beginning, he had secretly supported Xuda Khan's third son's shack, so he got this expensive weapon from Taigor Khan. "Honorable master of the Wochijin family, you are a businessman, and you always do business with Donglu people. Everything you do is for profit." Xu Dahan raised his head and drank the glass of wine, "What do you do? , I'm not surprised at all." "Brother, don't talk too much to them! Get out of the way!" Guimu shouted. "Guimu, get out of the way and do as I say." Xu Dahan stared into the eyes of the master of the Wochijin family, "I want to watch the master of the Wuchijin family order to shoot arrows at me so that he can kill me Me, completely erasing the Pasur family from the northern capital city, isn’t that what a traitor wants to do most? I’ll wait and see how daring he is.” There was a dead silence in the golden tent. The warriors of Heludin's family pressed the hilt of their sabers to protect Eridun Dalai and retreated slowly. A total of 100 strong bows from the Wo Chijin and Tokele families drew their bows to the full, and Xu Dahan Still pouring and drinking by himself, his sharp eyes fell on the face of the master of Wu Chijin's family like a knife.He smiled provocatively. He wears a purple robe and long black hair. Xu Dahan is not a handsome man, but at this moment, under the direct pointing of a hundred sharp arrows, he has a threatening of eccentricity. The master of Wu Chijin's family was upset.Xu Dahan pinched his vitals, he did not dare to kill Xu Dahan, he still needs Xu Dahan to build a bridge between him and the wolf master.Xu Dahan's calmness made him even more disturbed. What he was facing was a once-in-a-generation Berserker. Xu Dahan couldn't be called a "human". Anything could happen to him. Everyone is sweating.The face of the master of Tokele's family was covered with a dense layer of sweat, which slowly gathered together and dripped down.He didn't dare to wipe it, no one dared to move it in the golden tent, the bow string was already so tight that it was about to break, and even the slightest movement would cause bleeding. "Coward." Xu Dahan spit out these two words through his teeth. He stood up slowly, raised the golden cup in his hand, and slowly tilted it, like the master of Wu Chijin's family, wanting to spill the remaining wine on the ground. The master of Wo Chijin's family felt a chill in his heart, that must be a secret signal for action, what kind of action would it be?This place has been completely blocked by them, and Xu Dahan is already in the middle of the dead place. He lost to Xu Dahan's eyes. Behind such calm eyes, there must be great confidence.He never believed that a person could wait so calmly for a hundred arrows to shoot at him. He couldn't see through Xu Dahan's plot, but he could let his horse rush over first. "Shoot!" he yelled. There was a cold smile on Xu Dahan's lips. 一百支破甲箭在同一个瞬间离弦，如同愤怒的蜂群，一个人影和蜂群一起扑向了旭达汗。旭达罕的座位四周腾起了灰尘，四名穿着黑衣的人从地下跃出，用四面盾牌遮蔽了旭达汗的四面八方。那名片羊的奴隶尖啸着跃起于斡赤斤家武士们的头顶，踩着他们的肩膀逼近斡赤斤家主人，他拔出了那柄片羊的刀，一柄形如螳螂刀臂的薄刀，平平地挥过，切下了斡赤斤家主人的头颅，没人能够阻挡他，那一瞬间所有武士都握着空弓。那个扑向旭达汗的人影被十数支破甲箭贯穿了胸腹，倒在距离旭达汗数步之遥的地方，他吐着鲜血支撑起身体，空气中贯穿了他凄厉的呼喊。 "elder brother!" 旭达汗的所有笑意在一瞬间被抹平，他推开那些翼护他的黑衣人，冒着对面武士可能再次齐射的危险冲过去抱那个人，他唯一的同父同母的弟弟，贵木·帕苏尔。可面对那个刺猬般的人形，他甚至找不到可以抱的地方。 “贵木！贵木！”旭达汗对着他吼叫，“我叫你闪开啊！我叫你照我说的做……” 贵木听见了他的声音，慢慢地睁开眼睛，看清是旭达汗，满是血污的脸上露出一丝欣慰的笑来，“哥哥，原来你没事啊……是我自己傻，哥哥你应该早就安排好的……哥哥你的计谋总是对的……” 他忽地焦急起来，伸出一只手死死抓住旭达汗的袍领，“快！快！哥哥……杀了他们！杀了他们！我们的时间不多，不要让消息传回他们的寨子里……那些给你传令的人在……” 他没能说完这句话，生命的神采就已经从眼瞳中消散了，死亡的惨白泛了起来。他的头颈失去了支撑，无力地后垂，只剩下那只手还死死地抓着旭达汗的袍领。 “贵木……贵木！”旭达汗再喊他的名字，却已经不会有回答了。 “哥哥你的计谋总是对的……”旭达汗的脑海里回荡着这句话。 都是对的么？都是对的为什么会出现这样的错误？都是对的，为什么贵木死了？旭达汗的头痛得像是要裂开。 他没有告诉贵木关于龙篱的事，没告诉他自己准备怎么在金帐中解决那两个老家伙。他太谨慎，从不把完整的计划告诉任何人，因为天地不仁，掌握权力的人不能有朋友，不能相信任何人。他像是东陆那些高超的傀儡师，总能操作着无数丝线，让那些傀儡按照命令去行动，无论是木黎或者龙篱，甚至斡赤斤和脱克勒家的两个老东西也曾是他的傀儡。他自负于自己对局面的掌握，他不需要朋友，只需要执行命令的傀儡。可是为什么出了差错？为什么几十年来从没有违抗过他的贵木没有闪开还要向他扑过来？是自己的戏演得太逼真了么？逼真得把贵木都骗过了。 天地不仁，掌握权力的人就该欺骗所有人，就该是最好的戏子、最好的傀儡师。他都做到了。 可他最心爱的那个傀儡就这样碎掉了。 “你会跟我一路走到头的，对吧？”他问贵木。 "Yes!" Guimu said loudly. 旭达汗把手指插入头发里，绷断了束发的红绳。他弯下腰，剧烈地干咳起来，像是要把内脏都咳出来。他的双眼泛着血红，泪水不受控制地滚落，他嘶哑地叫起来，像是痛哭像是狼嚎。他站起来，抓过了贵木手里的狮子牙，撕裂了自己的紫袍。 “你们怎么能……你们怎么能……杀了他？！”他仰起头，迎着狂风，纵声吼叫。 那神赐的、黑暗的、血腥的力量把他彻彻底底地包围起来，野兽在他的心底苏醒咆哮，他失去了一切人的怜悯和仁慈，狂呼着向斡赤斤和脱克勒家武士扑去。第二阵箭雨投向了他，却已经无法伤害他，他的皮肤紧绷如钢铁，肌肉紧紧地虬结起来，侧面命中的箭都被滑开，正面的被那柄狮子牙扫断，唯有一支箭命中了他的大腿。但是他的速度没有因此有丝毫减弱，他血淋淋地拔出了箭，扎入他遭遇到的第一个人的额心，之后抓起他的头发，横刀切下了他的头盖骨。 那名片羊的奴隶已经趁着混乱全身而退，他搓去了脸上用于易容的胶泥和颜彩，露出一张仿佛被刀削去了肉的脸来。他从未告诉任何人，他并非生就这样一张脸，而是长年敷药化去了脸上的血肉，只有这样，他才能借着胶泥和颜彩伪装成或胖或瘦的各种各样的人。 “主子的令已经下了，五百零二个人，一个不能剩下。”龙篱淡淡地说。 那些烤羊的奴隶、舞蹈的少女都不再惊恐，他们脸上的一切表情都退去了，从不同的地方拔出了螳臂般的薄刀。 阿苏勒默默地看着手中的断刀，那柄钢质纯粹的短刀在势如海啸的撞击中并没有发出什么令人震惊的声音，当力量被淬炼到极致的时候，两刀相割，就像切纸那样轻易，端口平滑如镜。 而钦达翰王手中的刀完好无损，同一炉的钢水，同样的淬火技巧，却是完全不同的结果。 “爷爷……”阿苏勒轻声说。 “记住了么？” "remember." 钦达翰王点了点头，这次点头让他觉得很疲惫，他缓慢地坐在地上，按住了左胸的伤口，鲜血从那里汩汩流出，在脚下的石洼里慢慢汇集。他那柄完好无缺的刀插在他自己的心口，一击击断了阿苏勒的刀之后，那柄短刀划着一道美得惊人的弧线返回，像只归巢的燕子般，没入了钦达翰王自己的心口。准确、犀利，毫不拖泥带水，刀锋从背后突出，彻底毁掉了他的心脏。 “不要发出声音，会被上面的人听见，今夜是你离开这里的机会。”钦达翰王看着阿苏勒的眼睛，用清晰而低微的声音说。 阿苏勒扑过去抱住了他的爷爷，他想要放声痛哭，却哭不出来，钦达翰王用最后的力量瞪大了眼睛，严正地警告他。而那些凶戾如野兽的表情已经彻底消散了，他回复成一个白发苍苍的老人，直视阿苏勒，带着一家之主的威严。 “阿苏勒……你可以悲伤，但是不要哭。你是我们青阳的小豹子，身上流着神赐的血，你的族人还期望着你带他们去神示的土地。”钦达翰王低声说，“我已经老了，很高兴这样死去，像一个男人一样守护着自己的牛羊和家人。” 阿苏勒只能点头，用尽力气不让呜咽脱口而出，可他的喉头在抽搐，在剧痛，像是发不出悲哀的声音就会裂开。 “总有些时候，你不得不选择，如果两个人只能活一个，你选择谁。这世界就是那么残酷……你还太小，不敢选择，那么就由爷爷来帮你选。我知道怎么选，我已经控制不了自己了，这是我快死的征兆。这个选择对我来说很简单。”钦达翰王用沾着自己鲜血的手指在阿苏勒唇上划了一道，“你今后有的是时间哭泣，但绝不是现在，你现在哭出来，爷爷就白白地死了。我现在告诉你逃出这里的办法，我三十多年前就已经想到，可那时候我没有水，等我有水的时候，我已经被移到了地宫里。” 他的声音低沉，带着一股慑人的勇气，这勇气让人心安，让人平静。即便他垂死了，还是那个武神般的钦达翰王，让人信赖。 阿苏勒用力点头。 “现在解下你的外袍，把它拧成一股，拧得越紧越好。”钦达翰王说。 阿苏勒照着做了，丝棉长袍材质轻薄，拧起来如同一根锦丝绳子。 “用它圈住两根铁栏，慢慢地绞紧，不必太用力。” 阿苏勒稍稍试着做了一下，忽然明白了这个简单的道理，这根丝绵长袍拧成的绳子就是一个最简单的机括，只要他慢慢地绞紧绳子，就能把圈住的两根铁栏向一起拉近，一旦他把相邻的两根铁栏都弄弯，就有一个足够大的空隙可以让他钻出去。他并不是很魁梧，这给了他逃生的机会。 “冷锻鱼鳞钢是一种用来打造甲胄的钢铁，它柔韧，可以弯曲来卸力。你的刀锋无法切开它，但是柔软的东西反而能把它拉弯。只是你需要用水来帮你，丝绵很容易裂开，但是浸水之后它会变得极其坚韧，东陆人用丝绵泡在胶水之中晾干，制成绵甲的甲片，就是这个道理。” “水？”阿苏勒不明白。他们已经很久没有水和食物了，干裂的嘴里连唾液都分泌不出来。 “用我的血，趁没凝固之前，足够了。”钦达翰王看着阿苏勒的眼睛，沉默着，忽然直起身，拔出了胸口的刀。 血如喷泉那样涌出，带着令人心悸的声音，汇入他脚下的石洼。他无力地倒在地上。 阿苏勒扑上去紧紧地抱住他，听着他胸膛里渐渐衰竭的跳动。阿苏勒知道这声音终止的时候，他怀里的躯体将永久地沉睡，再不醒来，再不跟他说话。他太累了，累得不想哭，清寒的月光从头顶那个缺口漏下来，寒气从四面八方侵蚀着他的身体，他觉得自己像是要被冻住了。 还有太多的事情他没有来得及做，譬如跟钦达翰王说完他在东陆的所见所闻，譬如问钦达翰王自己的奶奶究竟是个什么样的女人。他怀里的男人是曾经击退风炎皇帝的传奇英雄，经历过那个烽烟战火遍及草原的传奇时代，如果东陆那些说书人能见到他，会狂喜地拉着他的袖子问他真正的风炎皇帝是什么样，他的铁驷车有什么不同，什么是他战胜风炎皇帝的秘密武器……可现在不会再有人知道了，他死了，他的灵魂追逐着那个早已消逝的时代而去。 时间太短了，短得来不及握手，短得来不及说几句温暖的话，短得来不及叫他几声爷爷。 阿苏勒忽然明白了，当他们在地宫里背靠墙壁仰望头顶的黑暗时，钦达翰王为什么要向他讲述盘鞑天神的神话。这个老人分了许多次，把那个浩瀚而血腥的神话拆开来，灌入他的脑海。这和白毅把他处世的经验用呆板教条的方式灌入小舟公主的脑海一样，因为相处的时间太短暂，要你记住这些，将来会有用，将来你忽然领悟了童年时那些教导中蕴含的深意时，你才明白教你的那个人是多么爱你。而等你明白的时候，你们已经远隔天涯或者生死。别人的爷爷可以和孙子一起吃饭、一起逗趣、一起骑马、一起射箭，在漫长的时间里传递积累了几十年的知识，直到他爷爷老了，死在床上。可他的爷爷不行，钦达翰王没有时间，他只能用神话把一切浓缩起来，呵斥阿苏勒，要他铭记在心。他在讲述那个神话的时候，无时无刻不在计算分别的时间。 现在他们就要分别了，永久地。 他怀里的钦达翰王动了动，睁开了眼睛。那双枯涩凶狠的眼睛此刻忽然变得莹润起来，不再令人畏惧，笼罩着一层孩子般清澈的光。 钦达翰王看着阿苏勒，呆呆地伸手出去，似乎要抚摸他的脸。他忽然微笑起来，像是一抹金色的阳光洒在脸上。 “阿钦莫图，你……可以原谅我了么？”他轻轻地说，看着阿苏勒的眼睛，充满期待，异常认真。 阿苏勒知道此刻钦达翰王看见了谁。那个美丽的东陆少女正在临终的幻觉中向他走去，走在金色阳光遍洒的草原上，向他张开双臂，就要拥抱他。不只一个人说过，阿苏勒长得不像一个蛮族人，更像一个东陆孩子，像他尊贵的奶奶阿钦莫图大阏氏，这也是他的父亲郭勒尔怜爱他却又不肯亲近他的原因，因为看见他的脸总是让父亲想起那些锥心的往事。 阿苏勒忽然明白钦达翰王为什么能在地宫里野兽一样生存了三十多年，因为他的心里还有些东西没能解脱，他不甘心那样死去。他一生最大的成就就是击败了风炎皇帝，换回的最大战利品就是一个名为“白明依”的女人，他给这个女人改名为“阿钦莫图”，因为她像金色的阳光那样照亮了他充满血腥的人生。盘鞑天神赐予他珍贵的青铜之血，也让他一辈子生活在杀戮的黑暗里，别人眼里满是光辉四溢的英雄，他自己的心里他是一只在黑暗里振翅的蛾子，寻找着光，知道那缕金色的阳光划破他的黑暗。于是他以飞蛾扑火的勇气扑了上去，但那缕光被他黑暗的世界绞碎吞噬了。 “阿钦莫图，你可以原谅我了么？”钦达翰王又问。 “我原谅你。”阿苏勒低下头，把老人的头抱在怀里，轻轻吻他的额头。那是他的爷爷，青阳部历史上最伟大的英雄之一吕戈·纳戈尔轰加·帕苏尔。 “真……好啊！”这是英雄最后的话。 “挡住他们！挡住他们！牵我的马！牵我的马！”脱克勒家主人高声呼喊。 金帐外斡赤斤和脱克勒两家的武士正在拼命往里涌，而那些奴隶和女人也拼命地往外冲杀。谁也不敢继续留在金帐中，金帐里已经变成了旭达汗一个人的战场，他所到之处只有飞溅的鲜血和肢体，羽箭、战刀、骨骼甚至风，靠近他的一切都被那柄锋利的狮子牙斩断，他周身带着刀割裂空气的尖啸，向着人最密集的地方冲杀。 帕苏尔家青铜之血的力量再次得到了证明，即使是老道的斡赤斤家主人也低估了这神赐的血脉。 脱克勒家主人那些奴隶和女人也并不比他们的主子逊色多少，他们都不穿甲胄，仅仅握着手中那柄螳臂般的异形薄刀。他们和武士们擦肩而过，谁也看不清他们是从什么角度挥刀的，但是谁都能看清那些红花盛开般的血花。他们每一刀都深及骨骼，每一刀都是要杀人。这是一种对敌人对自己都极尽凶狠的刀术，没有防御，只有杀戮。 脱克勒家主人在贴身武士的护卫之下逼近战马，不管金帐这里的战局如何，他必须离开，他要去斡赤斤家的寨子，那里他们还囤聚着重兵，他们还有改变北都城局势的能力。 在他摸到马缰的瞬间，乌黑的箭从贴身武士的缝隙中射入，洞穿了他的心脏。 他艰难的转身，要看清杀他的人。 合鲁丁家的主人额日敦达赉默默地人下手中的短弩，那张花了重金从东路买来的短弩藏在他衣底很长时间，他终于拿了出来，没有人防备尊贵的合鲁丁家主人，他一击而中，眼里带着复仇的狂喜和冰冷的讥诮。 “为什么？”脱克勒家主人问。 “我能分辨谁是内奸，想我阿爸死。不是你们想要分掉我们合鲁丁家的人口和牛羊么？怀着这种不可告人的心思，可别告诉太多人知道。”额日敦达赉的话里带着得意和愤怒，“不要小看我，我很年轻，可我也会在你的人里安插探子。” “旭……”脱克勒家主人没能完成对那个男人的诅咒，扑倒在雪地里，停止了呼吸。 他临死的一刻无法不畏惧和仇恨那个叫旭达汗的男人。仅仅是靠着兄弟两人，旭达汗把整个北都城里所有的贵族玩弄在手中。他从不准备和任何人合作，任何人都是他的武器，用完之后必然被毁掉。远在他和斡赤斤、脱克勒两位当家主把酒言欢的时候，旭达汗已经为最终的落幕准备了筹码，他慷慨的同意要把合鲁丁家的牛羊和人口分给两家，对外却缄口不言。当得意中的斡赤斤和脱克勒家主人把这个消息告诉自己手下人时，旭达汗的密使已经警告了额日敦达赉，配合额日敦达赉自己埋伏探子的消息，旭达汗成功的把两位家住押上了“内奸”的位置。 狼主选对了人，旭达汗·帕苏尔，这个男人生来就是要颠覆世界的。 听着金帐里旭达汗凄烈的咆哮声，额日敦达赉仰望天空，喃喃地说，“阿爸，我为你报仇了，可死了太多人了……” “杀了他们！斡赤斤、脱克勒两家的人，一个都不要放过！”他忽然拔出佩刀，平挥出去。 一直保持戒备的合鲁丁家的武士们猛虎般的出动了。 斡赤斤家的寨子里，斡赤斤家的次子和脱克勒家的长子看着金帐方向的火光一一熄灭了。 他们明白金帐宫中的战斗结束了，在随风而来的喊杀声中，大概也夹着他们父亲的吼叫和哀嚎。尽管不愿意相信，但是没有人能否认自己眼前所见的一切，多达五百名武士的军队，在那里被一股看不见的力量完全地吞噬了。 他们引以为豪的父亲死了，必须复仇。就算明天是北都城的屠城之日，他们也要先杀死仇人。 两家的男人整齐的抽出了利刃，随着斡赤斤家次子的一声咆哮，他们策马涌出了寨子，在马上打起火把，向着金帐而去。 那条高举火光的队伍借着地势狂奔而下，远远看去如一条卷动的火龙。 合鲁丁家的寨子里，额日敦达赉的弟弟看见了那条火龙，他的马后，两万个合鲁丁家的男人已经整队完毕。 他猛地挥手，合鲁丁家最后的力量倾巢而出。 “阿爸，叔叔，合鲁丁家和斡赤斤。脱克勒两家的人杀起来了！”匝儿花跌跌撞撞地冲进帐篷。 “什么？”巴赫巴夯一齐站了起来。 “我们寨子前的人都撤走了，现在三家的武士都往金帐那边去，他们在那里拼命的杀人，都杀红眼了！”匝儿花说，“听说是旭达汗在金帐设宴杀了斡赤斤和脱克勒两家的当家主。” “旭达汗疯了，这样等于挑起仇杀，现在这个时候，城里自相残杀……”巴赫无力的坐在地上。 “各家寨子什么反应，九王那边什么动静？木亥阳呢？”巴夯红了眼睛，“该死！旭达汗想干什么？” “我知道，他们都闭门不出。”巴赫说。 匝儿花点点头，“阿爸说的不错，他们都闭门不出。” “我们也走不出去，现在走出自己寨子的，都会被杀死。他们疯了，所有人都疯了。”巴赫举着一杯酒，慢慢地倒进嘴里。 “巴鲁和巴扎两个小崽子呢？叫他们也不准出去！”巴夯忽然想起了自己两个不安分的儿子。 “从入夜开始就没见他们……”匝儿花也警觉起来。 巴夯的脸色铁青，额头上一层冷汗。 巴鲁正狂奔在岩洞中，他们已经损失了十三个人，而对方只损失了区区五个人。 这里的守卫武士出乎意料的少，甚至可以说一个都没有，守卫这里的人都是那些穿着鲨鱼皮一样贴身甲胄和黑色罩衣的人，他们如鬼影一样藏在岩洞的角落里，每次都是一个或者两个人出现，从他们注意不到的角度偷袭。那完全是杀手的风格，以猎杀为目标，比巴鲁曾领教过的鬼蝠营更加诡秘。 巴鲁的心跳快到了极点，他不知道这里还剩下多少守卫，如果还有十个人，也许他们都会倒在这条通往“锁龙廷”的路上。 但他相信自己摸对了道路。他让所有人带上四支火把是对的，火光凑在一起把周围照得通明。因为潮湿和温暖，这些岩洞里散布着苔藓，大概是弃之不用很久了，多数道路上都没有人走过的痕迹，只有他们脚下这条路，脚印清晰可辨。他如今只希望“锁龙廷”出口的守卫还没动手。 他忽然看见前方的黑暗里也闪动着星辰般的火光。 “巴扎，准备好你的弩！”他低喝着，脚下不停。 火光越来越近，他们无疑已经到达了“锁龙廷”的入口，他们必须第一时间制住管牛油桶的那个人，一切全在巴扎的一支弩箭上。 他们冲入了一间巨大的石室，巴鲁忽地刹住，横刀一拦，挡住了自己背后所有人。巴扎看了一眼石室里的情景，微微闪身，把骑兵弩遮掩在背后。 莫速尔家的武士们迅速地调整位置，组成半月形，把巴鲁和巴扎保护在后面，巴扎的手心出汗，汗水悄无声息地渗入骑兵弩的机括里。 这间石室足有两座金帐那样高，顶部有个巨大的缺口，月光从那里射入，地面也有一个缺口，却只有两人合围那样大，缺口里一片漆黑，旁边架设着一具青铜绞盘，连着长长地锁链。 缺口旁点着一堆熊熊的篝火，最后的九名黑衣守卫全部站在那里，提着螳臂般的刀，冷冷地看着他们。其中一人的脚踩在巨大的牛油桶上，他只要用力一踢，那桶里上百斤的牛油就会倾入缺口中，再随手从篝火里捡一根燃烧的木柴扔进去，就可以把缺口下的地穴烧成一口火井。 还剩九个人，巴鲁没有取胜的把握，好在他们如今没有藏在暗处，这样机会略大了几分。他盯着那个牛油桶，沉默着，等待对方说话。 “莫速