Great Tang’s Talented Little Landlord

Even if the men of the Huert tribe are willing to sacrifice themselves, they have to cover the escape of Ah Di and Li Wangyou.

But in the face of absolute strength, the sacrifice of the 40-50 Qitie Le is almost worthless. It was of no use at all except for a little chaos to the wolf ride, and stagnation for a while.

Even if Ah Di and Li Wangyou have urged their horses to run into the desert, the five thousand wolf riders still did not let them go, and rushed into the desert together.

The distance between the two parties is getting closer and closer, and with a few breaks in the air, Ah Di and Li Wangyou’s mounts all screamed miserably, and then fell down in front of a sand dune .

Li Wangyou and Ah Die both rolled off their horses. If the sand hadnt been fine and soft, Im afraid they would have fallen to the ground.

Looking up, they saw a lot of feather arrows hitting their mounts and they were shot by the wolf.

Illig Khan wanted to torture Li Wangyou and Ah Di, and did not order his subordinates to shoot arrows at them. Otherwise, those horses would not be killed by the arrows.

Rather than waiting for Li Wangyou and Ah Die to help each other up, the five thousand wolf riders have surrounded the two. In this case, unless Li Wangyou can fly, there is no possibility of escape.

For this ending, Li Wangyou already had a clear comprehension in his heart, smiled bitterly, only regretted that he didn’t have a grenade in his hand, otherwise he could still drag a few Syr-Tardush cavalry back.

With a spit, Ah Diba spit out the sand in his mouth, his eyes are like injured wild wolves, fiercely staring at the wolf ride all around, the steel knife in his hand is tight, the blue ribs on the back of his hand are raised, ready Finally, fight hard.

Five thousand wolf riders surrounded the two of them, but they did not do anything, which made Li Wangyou a little surprised.

Not long after the wolf ride separated a passage, Illig Khan appeared in front of Li Wangyou with a triumphant smile on a horse.

“haha, His Royal Highness Great Tang Prince of Qin, Immortal of Poetry Li Ziyou, look up for a long time! It is really great to see His Royal Highness Prince of Qin look like a stray dog in this Mobei.” Illig Khan raised his head and laughed, condescendingly looking down at Li Wangyou, his eyes full of mockery.

Prince of Qin?

Li Wangyou was taken aback for a moment, and didn’t understand what the Syr-Tardush man in front of him meant.

It has been more than a year and a half since he was separated from the army due to the sandstorm. Naturally, it is not clear that Li Er thought he had been killed in the desert and named him the Prince of Qin.

But now what Nobility Rank he is, it doesnt matter at all.

“Who is your excellency? Since I know who is a certain person, and dare to chase and kill him so unscrupulously, is it because my Great Tang cavalry can’t level Mobei?” Li Wangyou carried his hands on his back and stood straight. He raised his eyes to Illig Khan.

Since the other party sees through his identity, Li Wangyou cannot shame Great Tang anyway.

The steel knife in Ah Zhe’s hand is gripped tighter, with a look of jealousy, he seems to pounce forward to kill Illig Khan.

His actions made the Illig Khan side guard a little uneasy. They raised their bows and arrows and aimed at Ah Di. As long as he dares to make a move, he will definitely end up with a thousand arrows.

Illig Khan didnt pay attention to Ah Di at all, but stared at Li Wangyou mockingly: Illig Khan! Prince is my brother! Prince of Qin, please remember me clearly, wait Go to hell, ask Yama, dont forget to report my name! As for Great Tang, Prince of Qin joked. I, Syr-Tardush, is indeed not an opponent of Great Tang, but Prince of Qin died in this desert. In the midst, but who knows? Could it be that the Emperor Tang could not tell if the prophet was not?”

Illig Khan?

Li Wangyou is somewhat clear, another son of Zhenzhu Khan.

Illig Khan waved his horse whip ferociously: “His Royal Highness dared to kill my brother, this bloody vengeance, even if I chase the ends of the earth, I Syr-Tardush will not let Prince go. His Royal Highness of Qin!”

“However, His Royal Highness Prince of Qin is also the prince of Great Tang, and his status is noble. So I don’t know how your Royal Highness Prince of Qin wants to die? I can still satisfy you! “

Li Wangyou right when he is talking and farting, remaining calm and composed while handling pressing affairs’s patted sand on his body, said with a smile: “Oh, let me choose how to die? Okay, I choose A hundred years later, I am dying in bed.”

Illig Khan was stunned, and then reacted, he was played by Li Wangyou, and he couldn’t help being furious.

But Ah Die smiled so much that tears came out. He patted Li Wangyou with his hand and said with a smile: “Li Wangyou, you die well, hahaha.”

“hmph, refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! In that case, let His Royal Highness Prince of Qin taste the torture of horse trampling on the grassland. Come, catch them two and dig Pit, bury people!”

A fell hearing this, unavoidably a little discolored, and he wanted to desperately raise his knife with a roar.

but soon after a feather arrow burst through the air, carrying a rain of blood, and then piercing the shoulder of Ah Deng holding the knife.

A Tie screamed, and the steel knife in his hand fell, followed by a few wolves riding forward, twisting his hands, unable to move even a little bit.

As for Li Wangyou, he didn’t even bother to resist.

He doesn’t have the power to bind a chicken, and there is no need to struggle in the face of five thousand wolf riders.

As a man who has died once, Li Wangyou is not so afraid of death. He just regrets that he can’t see his child, and he will leave this World before he can say goodbye to Su Changqing.

The so-called punishment of trampling on a horse is to dig a hole and bury a person, exposing only the head on the ground, then trample it with a galloping horse, and step the whole person into the ground.

At this moment, they have fled to the desert, all around is sand, but Illig Khan did not dislike it, and directly ordered people to start digging holes in the sand.

In his opinion, killing Li Wangyou in the desert is better. In this kind of desert where birds and beasts are invisible, no one will find Li Wangyou’s body.

Syr-Tardush chased and killed Li Wangyou, this matter must not be exposed, otherwise the anger of Great Tang would not be something that Syr-Tardush, a country that was founded in just a few years, can bear.

Either Zhenzhu Khan or Illig Khan, although they are ambitious, they also distinguish the importance.

Even the Turkic were defeated by Great Tang. Although Syr-Tardush has 200,000 soldiers, it is not Great Tang’s opponent. What’s more, Syr-Tardush’s interior is not monolithic. Even though ethnic minorities such as Uyghur Khaganate, Bayegu, Tongluo, Pugu, and Pei are attached, they are not without friction.

If Great Tang attacks Syr-Tardush, Illig Khan is sure that Uyghur Khaganate and Bayegu tribes will immediately counterattack and fall to Great Tang.

So Illig Khan only intends to avenge secretly, kill Li Wangyou, and pay homage to his brother.

Not long after the excavation of a huge sandpit was completed.

Li Wangyou and Ah Di were pushed directly into the sandpit, and then buried with sand. Soon, the sandpit disappeared, leaving only the two heads of Li Wangyou and Ah Di on the sand.

The five thousand wolf riders began to retreat slowly, forming a square formation, ready to directly ride the horses to rush over later, and trample them to death.

Li Wangyou raised his eyes and looked at the slightly dazzling sun, muttered in his mouth: “Madan, this time he died, it’s worse than last time.”

Ah Di didn’t understand what he was saying, and was grinning. When he was about to say something, he gave a pause, closed his mouth and tilted his ears.

“Li Wangyou, there seems to be a brigade of cavalry approaching…the number may not be less than 10,000…”

Li Wangyou said with a smile: “I was trampled to death by thousands of horses, What’s the difference between being trampled to death by tens of thousands of horses? Da Lang, let me tell you a secret, actually…”

He didn’t finish his words, but he stopped.

There seems to be a faint horn sound in my ear…just this horn sound…exceptionally familiar…