Standing at the bridge with his hands on his back, Zhao Xiaonian looked at the Jinsha River.

The water flowed rapidly, and the fallen Tibetan mastiffs had long been washed away.

It's almost difficult to live.

Rub your nose and strode towards the bridge.

The soldiers had spliced ​​the bridge boards again to form a complete bridge.

Look at Yang Jinhai on the other side and smile slightly.

One veteran will dominate the three.

This is really not a cover!

If it weren't for his idea today, it would have been difficult to win this battle.

I have to say that Yang Jinhai, the general, deserves his name.

Walking step by step on the bridge and waved to him, Nissandern was broken, and the next step was to fight to the Potala Palace!

While walking, someone suddenly shouted behind him: "Be careful of your Highness!"

Zhao Xiaonian unconsciously looked back.

Before I could react, I saw a large figure flying in the sky and suddenly rushed towards him!

At this time, there is no chance to hide, and there is no insight at all...

Bang--

The wide figure rushed to him, and the impact was too strong. He fell off the bridge with him and fell into the Jinsha River!

"Your Highness!"

Suddenly, countless people on both sides of the strait roared, and everyone was so scared that they were no longer looking.

Unexpectedly, an assassin hiding under the bridge and attacked him in a sneak attack!

"Your Highness!"

Yang Jinhai's face turned pale and he shouted, asking everyone to look for it and chase it along the way!

Zhao Xiaonian and the figure fell into the river together, and disappeared without even splashing...

...

I never dreamed that I would encounter an assassin and use Jinsha River to assassinate him!

This is a mistake that will bring eternal regret!

Zhao Xiaonian fell into the river and choked a few times. Then he felt a thick arm grabbing him, grabbed his clothes, and then gave it to him according to his forehead!

"Fuck me! Kneel down!"

thump……

“Um…”

thump!

Just as he was struggling in the water, he felt a strong arm grabbing his clothes. This time he didn't even have a chance to scream, and he directly slashed his hand knife on his neck.

Suddenly—

Zhao Xiaonian knew nothing.

I felt like I had gone ashore in a daze, and I saw a Tibetan man with thick gray leather boots under his skirt.

The man grabbed his hair and dragged him ashore.

Zhao Xiaonian couldn't help but hum.

Bang--

I don't know anything again.

When I saw it again in a daze, I was taken away on the horse's back as a prisoner, riding a horse and running. I could hear someone shouting "Stop, stop, put your highness down!" from behind.

Unable tolerate the torture, Zhao Xiaonian looked at it and fainted again.

When he woke up again, he was lying in a cave. Zhao Xiaonian raised his hand to touch his sore head.

But when I moved, I realized that my hands were tied and my mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth. I don’t know what it was, it was salty, but it smelled like milk.

After taking a look, there were two men sitting in the cave, burning the fire around the fire.

After a closer look, the two men were all Tibetan costumes, with a large scimitar hanging around their waists, and a bunch of big red silk hanging on the back of the knife.

It can be seen that these two people were both Tubo soldiers, and they are not ordinary and powerful!

It seemed as if he had discovered that Zhao Xiaonian had woken up. A man took a look and then got up and took out the knife...

Shocked!

Damn, is it that I, Zhao Xiaonian, will die here today?

While thinking, another man suddenly shouted: "ZaSang, wait, he is still useful!"

"Hmph, isn't it the same if you cut off his head and offer it to Lord Zamp? Why do you have to take him with you?"

The man holding the knife looked cold when he looked at Zhao Xiaonian, and seemed to have the urge to cut off his head.

sweat……

The sitting man said, "Now his people are looking for him everywhere. If we encounter him, we still need to take him as a hostage!"

"Hmph, the grassland is our home. We have arrived at Hezeku. I'm afraid they will catch us? Ai Dong, I heard that his martial arts skills are not low. If he doesn't kill him now, there will be many dreams!"

"Za Sang! If he kills him and angers these Dajian people, have you ever thought that even Wang Shitong will not be able to come to Taiwan. At that time, Dajian's national troops will come, and we Tubo can resist it?"

"Hmph, I think you are just afraid that I will steal the credit! Aidong, don't worry, I won't steal your credit. When it comes to Lord Zamp, I will say that this head was done by the two of us together!"

As he said that, the man named Zasang lifted the knife with a cold look, approaching Zhao Xiaonian step by step!

This scared Zhao Xiaonian and couldn't sit up, so he had to roll back.

Seeing this guy coming, I couldn't get out of here and couldn't help frowning.

what to do?

what to do?

At this moment, the man named Ai Dong finally couldn't help it, so he stood up and strode over.

"Za Sang, you can't kill him. At least you have to wait for Lord Jiayang to take a look before talking!"

"Jia Yang?" In an instant, Zasang's eyes rolled around.

"Aidong, what do you mean?"

Ai Dong came to him and comforted him: "This matter is related to the rise and fall of Tubo. Lord Jiayang is with Wang Shitong. If there is anything, let Lord Jiayang make a judgment! Let's talk about it when Caidan and Meijie come!"

"This...well...well!"

Zasang seemed to think about it, and felt that Aidong's statement was correct, so he did not refute it and slowly put down the knife.

He glanced at Zhao Xiaonian and his lips hopped: "Your luck!"

At this moment, Zhao Xiaonian breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but look at Ai Dong.

Just so happened that he also looked at it, pressed his hand on his chest and said to Zhao Xiaonian: "The noble Prince Dajian, we Lord Zanpu do not want to start a war, but Dajian is too tight, and we have no choice but to capture you, it is a forced one."

Puff—

Um-

Suddenly, Ai Dong's mouth leaped and a wisp of blood emerged from the corner of his mouth!

Zhao Xiaonian was stunned again, with wide eyes wide open.

I saw a scimitar on Ai Dong’s chest that had broken out!

The evil face of Zasang was revealed in the darkness behind him!

Zhao Xiaonian was stunned and suddenly felt cold all over!

This guy is simply inhumane. In order to seize credit, he even killed his own people?

Aidong turned his head in disbelief and looked at Zasang, his painful face twitching.

"ZaSang! You..."

"Hmph! Ai Dong, I didn't expect you to be from Jiayang!? Lord Sui Zhu has been looking for it for so long, but I haven't known who the person who was installed in the Sigong of Jiayang is! I didn't expect it to be you! Hahaha!"

The man couldn't help but look at Zasang in shock, staring at Jin's eyes wide, and blood flowing in his mouth. He seemed to understand at this moment, and raised his hand and pointed at Zasang.

"You... are Sui Zhu's people? She, she is not..."

"Haha, do you want to say that Sui Zhu is a Han Chinese?"

"You! Um..."

Seeing Ai Dong's incredible appearance, Zasang also smiled, and he said coldly: "That's right. Not only her, but me! He is also a Han Chinese!"

"ah……"

Ai Dong trembled all over and wanted to draw his own knife!

But Zasang would not give him a chance, and the knife slashed Ai Dong's chest again!

Suddenly, the Tibetan man could no longer hold on and spit out blood and turned to the ground. Then he kicked his legs and burped it!

Zhao Xiaonian sweated coldly!

This is so desperate!

"Zhao Xiaonian, didn't expect it? Do you think we'll be done after you deal with Cao Yi? Humph! Our organization is bigger than you think!"
Chapter completed!