Chapter 181 Return to the Central Plains

Ashina Shilifu couldn't help but glance at the slave in front of him, and then glanced at his younger brother. It was obvious that he was the only one who got the sharp blade.

In these few short breaths, he thought a lot, and finally chose to lower his head and lie on the ground to cover the things in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Khan, brother!"

Ashina Duobi also reacted immediately, crawling a few steps on his numb knees and crying. The embarrassed appearance of the two dispelled the anger in Shibi Khan's heart.

He also didn't want to kill his own brother at this time and cause unrest among the Turks, so he began to talk about the days when they brothers gathered together happily when Qimin Khan was still alive.

Ashina Duobi fell at Shibi Khan's feet, hugged his knees and cried bitterly. Shibi touched his younger brother's head and looked at his second brother: "We are brothers. This is a fact that no one can change. We should honor the Ashina family together!"

Ashina Shilifu cried out in pain and rushed forward, but a flash of cold light shocked everyone present. Some people screamed and some reached out their hands, but none of them could deflect the sharp blade and stab Shibi Khan.

But Li Jiancheng, who had been prepared, threw the heavy wine glass in his hand, and with the wrist strength and accuracy of an archer, he successfully deflected the dagger, so that the knife that should have pierced the heart only pierced the lower side of the collarbone at an angle.

Ashina Duobi didn't understand what was happening. He looked up and saw blood sprayed on his face. The familiar smell of blood made him excited. He involuntarily hugged his brother's knees tightly, preventing him from getting up or kicking his second brother away.

Most of the people in the tent were Shibi Khan's confidants, so after being shocked, they immediately rushed forward, pulled the two men apart and pinned them down.

This wound probably won't kill him, at least not for the time being. Suddenly, as if waking up from a dream, Salif shouted, "The weapon given to me by the slave who just untied me was not me, not me..."

Before he could even shout for mercy, a drunken Turkic general cut his neck with a knife, leaving only a little flesh connecting to his head.

"Who told you to kill him?"

Shibi held the hilt of the knife, his body trembling, and looked at the general with bloodshot eyes. The general blushed and said, "He assassinated the Khan. Damn it. I am the Khan's hound. I will bite to death anyone who dares to hurt you!"

As he spoke, he actually wanted to walk over and cut Duobi's throat. Everyone hurriedly tried to pin him to the ground, but this man was tall and strong and had great natural strength, and for a moment four or five people couldn't control him.

Kang Tan walked quickly to Shibi Khan and observed his injury: "Thank God, Mr. Li deflected the blade. Khan, please don't pull it out yet."

Shibi Khan looked at Li Jiancheng with gratitude. The severe pain and blood loss made his eyes go black, but he still managed to cheer up: "Go and capture that slave and imprison Duobi..."

At this moment, someone suddenly rushed in from outside the account: "Great Khan, the leaders of all tribes were robbed and killed, all dead, go out..."

Shi Bi could no longer hear what was said behind him. He had fainted after hearing the news that all the leaders of the tribes had died.

Everyone in the tent looked alert, they really didn't know what was going on. They thought the Khan was assassinated on the orders of those tribal leaders, but now they were all dead, and it looked like the Khan was the one behind it.

Someone asked Xiang Kangtan directly: "The Khan is willing to discuss everything with you. Did the Khan send people to kill the leaders of the tribes? This is a deadly feud. Should we take action now before the tribes get the news?"

Kang Tan shook his head and said, "This is not Khan's arrangement. The current situation is very wrong, but Khan is seriously injured and needs to find the best doctor for treatment. It is very dangerous here. We must escort Khan back to Dali City first!"

"Then we will withdraw our troops now."

"No, the army must stay here and keep a close eye on the tribes. They are not allowed to move without permission. When the Khan wakes up, we will give them an explanation." Kang Tan's arrangement was very reasonable. Everyone agreed. Then he selected a few people to escort the Khan back to Dali City with him, including Li Jiancheng.

Some people would have disagreed, after all, the Khan was in danger and a foreigner should not be by his side. But everyone had just seen that it was indeed Li Jiancheng who saved Shibi Khan's life, so no one said much.

Li Jiancheng and Kang Tan worked day and night to send Shi Bi back to Dali City, and found the best doctor, but they only sprinkled some herbal powder on the wound.

The life and death of Shibi Khan was still unknown, but Li Jiancheng did not care. After Anar finished crying, he led her out of the royal court: "He will be fine."

Anar hugged Li Jiancheng: "Thank goodness for you, otherwise..."

The two hugged each other for a moment, and Li Jiancheng whispered, "I am leaving soon. Do you want to stay here or follow me back to the Central Plains?"

"No, no, I can't leave, and please don't leave me at this time, please."

Li Jiancheng looked into her eyes and said, "I still have a lot to do."

Anar held him tightly and refused to let go, looking back at Wang Ting, but she still did not shout out loud. Li Jiancheng comforted her, "Since you are worried, then stay. I will wait for you in the Central Plains, or send someone to pick you up in the future."

After saying that, he pulled Anar's hand away and walked towards the city gate. No one seemed to see him. Not only did they let him pass smoothly, someone even brought a horse.

Finally, looking back at the woman who was sitting on the ground and crying, Li Jiancheng rode his horse southward. He soon met a group of cavalry dressed in Turkic costumes and naturally blended into them.

The sky is high and the birds can fly freely, the sea is wide and the fish can leap freely, there is nothing to restrain us anymore!

Li Jiancheng took the secret letter from Qin Shubao, read it hastily and said, "Write to Zhuojun, it's time to raise an army!"

Qin Shubao responded, and Zhang Huli beside him reported: "Sir, the Turks and Tiele tribes are still fighting."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Now we can calmly clean up the country."

The riders shouted and increased their speed. There were only a few hundred of them, but each man had three horses, so they could rush back to the Central Plains at full speed.

Shibi Khan, who had just woken up at this time, did not know the news of Li Jiancheng's escape. He angrily scolded Kang Tan for bringing him back, and then, despite his injuries, he forced himself to rush back to the front line to appease the tribes.

But the bad news of the battle came back first. The pale-faced Shi Bi was silent for a long time before giving the order: "Kill them all, kill all the men in the tribe, kill all the women who dare to raise their swords, including the children!"

It has come to this, no explanation is of any use, killing is the only way, the longer we delay, the more troublesome things will be.

"Investigate who gave Shilifu the weapon, who asked Dorji to kill Shilifu to silence him, and who killed the leaders of the tribes. Investigate for me. If you can't figure it out, you will die!"

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(End of this chapter)