Chapter 62 Night Attack Part 1
"That's the Suer family's castle." Seeing Ling Qingyu looking down with interest, Ai Xi explained: "Suer is the son of the former king of Nanbi Kingdom, and Xie Lian's mother is his father's sister."
"What about you, Ai Xi? What kind of noble are you?" Ling Qingyu asked curiously.
"Me? My grandfather and Sur's grandfather are brothers." Aisi smiled.
The banquet was held in a harmonious atmosphere, the dancers' singing and dancing were very exciting, and the fruits were plentiful, just enough to keep everyone except Ling Qingyu full.
Looking at the dressed-up woman smiling brightly and grabbing food elegantly with her right hand, from time to time her bright and charming eyes with eyeliner will flash a hint of charm, which makes people feel like they are carrying a little rabbit. Keep dancing.
Yan San was not at the banquet. He was standing on the stone tip protruding from the cliff, dressed in black, as if blending into the night.
"There is something wrong," Yan Qi jumped to Yan San's side from the mountain above and said, "The people in the castle are basically concentrated at the front door to guard, as if to guard against something."
The moon is not visible tonight and the stars are sparse.
The banquet had been held for two hours, and the main building was still full of laughter and brightly lit. From the huge arched window, Ai Xi and Ling Qingyu could be seen.
"Inform Yang Zhao and bring the weapons. Something is wrong at the foot of the mountain." Yan San said to Yan Qi.
Although the valley still seemed silent, Yan Qi knew that if Yan San said there was a problem, there must be a problem, so he turned around and rushed to the main building.
This time they brought the newly purchased Damascus knives, which are suitable for close combat and are not as conspicuous as the weapons Yang Zhao and the others originally used. Although Ai Xi vowed to ensure their safety, Yang Zhao still asked to bring weapons and soft weapons. First.
In the distant valley, a group of black people were beginning to gather on the path up the mountain.
"Are you sure? She is really Hall's daughter?" Suer asked the servant next to him.
"It looks like Aisi opened the door and welcomed her in with the most solemn etiquette, and our spies also said that they saw the woman wearing a full set of Snow Mountain Goddess. No one can own the Snow Mountain Goddess, except for that treasure Hall. Who else could I have as a daughter?" the servant asked.
"That boy Aisi is really a toad who wants to eat swan meat," Suer said through gritted teeth: "That bastard Hall would rather give his daughter to Aisi than marry me! I am the heir to the throne of Nanbi Kingdom, and he Hall is nothing. Come on!"
"Lord Suer," another servant blocked Suer and said urgently: "Please wait for Lord Katak to come."
"So what if that little bastard is here? Apart from a little money, he doesn't have any warriors." Suer said shamelessly: "I told you before, we don't need that bastard, huh, give it to me!"
"Lord Suer, the army has gathered in the Ghats Mountains and is just waiting for you to pass by." Another warrior wearing leather armor knelt in front of Suer and said.
"Hehe, as long as we capture Hall's daughter, why do we still need to fight with Hall? He has such a precious daughter, and after marrying her, he is still afraid that Hall won't pass the position to me?" Suer smiled arrogantly. road.
The warriors in black clothes snaked in a line, heading from the mountain path to the small castle on the cliff.
Seeing the warrior in leather armor frowning, the servant next to him said: "It would be a good thing if it can be solved without using force."
"Will Hall's daughter come with only a dozen people? I always feel something is wrong."
"Even if it's not, what does it matter? There are only so many people in Aisi's castle. Even if it's wrong, it won't affect our battle with Hall tomorrow. Or are you afraid, Ram?"
Ram snorted and moved to the back of the team. He is really not ashamed of this kind of behavior. He can obviously defeat the opponent openly, but he uses such inferior methods. The two hundred people here in Sur are the elite of the elite, and they actually use it to capture a woman, even if this woman It is true that he has the right to inherit the Nanbi Kingdom!
Yang Zhao quickly approached the edge of the cliff. He had already put on soft armor and was holding a brand new Damascus sword in his hand.
"How is it?" Yang Zhao asked as he leaned forward and glanced at the bottom of the cliff.
"There are quite a few people." Yan San frowned.
Yang Zhao looked down again. It was pitch black below, and even the little candlelight in the valley had disappeared.
Yan Sanwei closed her eyes and opened all her senses. She could hear the sound of branches being broken under the cliff, the suppressed and thin breathing, bit by bit.
"Tell them to prepare. They will be here in two minutes at most. There will be at least a hundred people." Yan San opened his eyes, with a hint of murderous intent in his voice.
"Okay." Yang Zhao turned around, and the people behind him also dressed up and followed him towards the main building.
After Yan Qi came in, Yang Zhao and the others went out one by one. Ling Qingyu felt something was wrong. After a while, no one came back, so he turned around and asked Yan Qi who was standing behind him: "What's the matter?"
Yan Qi glanced sideways at Ai Xi and said, "I'm afraid I have to ask this gentleman."
"Ah? What happened?" Ai Xi narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Ling Qingyu stared at him, and Ai Xi also looked at her, blinking from time to time.
"What do you want to do?" Ling Qingyu smiled sweetly, touched the glass in his hand, and said, "It's best to talk first, otherwise, my guard will use a murder knife."
Seeing Yang Zhao and others filing in from the gate, they were already fully armed, the scimitars in their hands had been unsheathed, and the cold light was shining, and the eyes staring at him were even more murderous.
"Master Ling, if you help me this time, you will get the only trading rights in Calicut in the future." Ai Xi said to Ling Qingyu with a smile on his neck as the knife was placed on his neck.
"What's going on?" Ling Qingyu asked Yang Zhao, ignoring Ai Xi.
"More than a hundred people came up from the cliff. When they arrived two-quarters of an hour later, the road under the front door was also blocked." The knife in Yang Zhao's hand was placed firmly on Ai Xi's neck and he said to him: " Do you want an explanation?"
"Cliff?" Aisi was startled and was about to stand up. The blade drew a bloody line on his neck. He cried out in pain and sat down again, saying: "No way, there is no way down there. They should have come through the front door. That's the way to go, so I told people to be on guard."
"Hold the horse and we'll leave immediately." Ling Qingyu stood up and said, secretly regretting it. Sure enough, he was too trusting.
"It's too late." Yang Zhao said, then the hand that was not holding the knife took Ling Qingyu's hand and shook it gently. It was already late at night, and there was no moonlight or starlight. The road down the mountain was rugged and steep, and it would be difficult to escape if there was an ambush.
The warmth from the holding hands calmed down Ling Qingyu's chaotic heart, so he sat back on the soft pillow, raised his hand to ask Yang Zhao to take back the knife, and said to Ai Xi, who was still smiling brightly as if there was no blood on his neck. : "Lord Ai Xi, we Ming people don't tell secrets. Why are you trapping us here with you? Don't say that you don't know there is a path under the cliff, and don't say that there will be reinforcements at dawn."
"What if I said that I really wanted to invite you over to play?" Seeing Yang Zhao's knife ready to be raised again, Ai Xi said hurriedly: "I really didn't expect Su Er to be so bold. Even if there was a problem, he should It’s also a small problem.”
"Tell me the important point." Ling Qingyu interrupted him coldly and said.
"Nanbi Kingdom is ruled by two kings, the two sons of the former king, Sur's father and Hall. Now Sur's father is dead. Sur wants to get full control, and he and Hall are in Gao. There is a confrontation in the Zhishan Mountains, and it is estimated that there will be a fight in the next few days. Therefore, there are not many people in Sur here, and his troops are concentrated at least half a day away from here. Moreover, I am just an idle noble, and to him There is no threat, the most he can do is seize me and ask me to stand on his side when the elders vote." Aisi said quickly.
"Yang Zhao, can we stay until dawn?" Ling Qingyu stopped listening to his nonsense and turned to ask Yang Zhao. What a liar, no threat, no threat, why did you trick me into coming here? They also used Calicut’s trade rights to trade. Is that a right that only King Nambi or the Chola King had?
"I want your men to take out their weapons and get the arrows!" Yang Zhao mentioned Ai Xi and Yan Qi nodded and pushed him out.
Ling Qingyu rubbed his head and sighed softly, then walked towards the cliff according to the window. It was still dark and silent below the valley. Under the weak moonlight, there was an eerie feeling. Ling Qingyu felt a line of sight and looked carefully. The clouds were fluttering, and a ray of moonlight shone on the corner of the cliff over there. The man in black clothes When the moonlight flashed by, he smiled at her and then disappeared into the darkness.
"Go and change your clothes, your outfit is too eye-catching." Yan Qi also saw Yan San and his gesture at the same time, and said to Ling Qingyu.
Yes, this is shiny, inconvenient, and a huge target.
After coming back to his senses, Ling Qingyu jumped up and ran to his room.
Along the way, I saw that many torches had been lit in the castle, illuminating the courtyard. There were many Indian warriors standing on the wall of the castle, while other slaves were carrying arrowheads on the wall. Meng Su was guarding the wall, and Li Yan was guarding. On the tower, Gao Liu and Gucheng were walking towards the cliff. Mu Guiyun, the tallest man, stood behind the gate with an extra-long Damascus sword. Fang Nianyuan, Guan Xiao, He Li and Du Ming followed Yang. Zhao was setting up defense with Ai Xi behind him.
Seeing Ling Qingyu running across the corridor with her skirt, Yang Zhao asked He Li and Du Ming to go to her side, then waved Mu Guiyun over, and then said to Ai Xi, "Where is the escape route you prepared in advance?"
Ai Xi shrugged and said, "No, otherwise, Suer won't kill me. If he wants to kill me, it will be useless for me to escape."
"Are you so sure that we can help you kill him?" Yang Zhao sneered.
"Not sure, but it's worth a try." Ai Xi said with a squinted smile. At first it was just a thought, but now he has five points of hope. This was a temporary idea, and he didn't expect it to succeed. Even if it didn't succeed, it didn't matter. Su Er was not stupid enough to kill him. At most, he would kill Ling Qingyu. After snatching it back, he found that it was not Princess Hall. Unexpectedly, the pig-headed Su Er was actually fooled, and the fighting power of these people exceeded his imagination. Of course, he would not consider what would happen to Ling Qingyu after Su Er captured him.
"Really?" Yang Zhao lowered his head and said in his ear: "If our leader is in any danger, I will be the first to chop off your head."
His voice was very cold, with a strong murderous intent. Ai Xi shuddered, and the chill seeped up from behind. Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was not someone he could use if he wanted to, but that girl If something goes wrong, this person will definitely kill himself.
"Most of the warriors around Sur are mercenaries and not very loyal. I, I, I can bribe them." Ai Xi said with a white face.
"Tell your people to guard the door. If someone rushes in, they will be killed." Yang Zhao sneered.