Chapter 307 The Attack of That Arrow

"Lord Xiao."

Han De made the unhappiness in his little eyes flash away. He greeted him, arched his hand to the person, and said hello with a smile.

At this moment, Yang Yanzhao also understands the identity of the other party, the surname of Xiao, and only the current helmsman of the Xiao family, Xiao Zhuo's brother, Xiao Tianhe, can make Han De take the initiative to say hello.

He nodded, and Xiao Tianhe and Han De said, "Lord Han is welcome."

He continued to come forward and walked to Yang Yanzhao. Xiao Tianhe looked at him left and right. It seemed that he met him for the first time and wanted to take a closer look.

After a while, Xiao Tianhe smiled, "Yang Jing, well, it's really good."

For this sudden closeness, although Yang Yanzhao did not understand the meaning, he still nodded slightly, "Your Excellency praised it."

Seeing that Yang Yanzhao was not as favored as he imagined, the smile on Xiao Tianhe's face stiffened for a moment, and Han Derang, who fell behind him, was relieved in his eyes.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect Lord Xiao to admire Yang Jing very much. This is Yang Jing's blessing!"

With his gag, the atmosphere eased down, and the three of them gossiped in a low voice, but even so, the situation was still quite difficult to see through.

not far away, Brother Yelu Xiu held a short knife at his waist and looked at Yang Yanzhao coldly. Ye Luhan, the privy councilor of the North Courtyard beside him, whispered, "These Xiao and Han both went to this Song people. I think they want to attract him."

"Bah, uncle, I didn't see that the Song people are fine. Now it's just a nest of snakes and rats. No matter how powerful they are, they are captured by my father!"

Hearing the words, the teenager wearing a black-and-white gold-embroidered black wolf's head said with a fierce face. His appearance was somewhat similar to the silent Yelu Xiuge, who was his son, Yelu Yashan.

The Great Khan hunted, and the important ministers accompanied him, and as for the most prominent Yelu Xiuge and others, they can also bring the juniors who are good at shooting at home, so they have been looking forward to this day's Yeluya Mountain naturally going with them.

For the strong resentful look behind him, Yang Yanzhao suddenly turned around and looked at Brother Yelu Xiu, who was staring at him, raising the corners of his mouth and showing a smile.

A smile full of contempt and contempt.

"Gang..."

The short knife that Yelu Xiuge had been holding came out of the scabbard. Yelu Yashan even drew a knife and wanted to come forward, but he was pulled by Yelu's oblique hand. "Beside from Miyagi, how can you move the knife randomly? Put it away!"

I ignored that Yelüyashan had to come forward. At this time, the palace door opened and dozens of horses ran out. Seeing this, Yelüyashan had to take a long knife, stared at Yang Yanzhao with resentment, and then turned to look at Yelu Xiu, who had never spoken.

Seeing his pale face, Yelu Yashan was particularly angry. He secretly thought that he was going to kill the Song people to vent his hatred, but he did not see that Yelu Xiu's short knife had returned to the sheath.

After dozens of palace guard flew out, he could see Ye Luxian, who was dressed in a black golden dragon and wearing a short jacket. He was quite heroic on the horse.

The tiger's eyes swept over the crowd. When he saw Yang Yanzhao, his eyes stopped a little. Later, he looked up to the sky and smiled, and then waved his big hand. The bodyguards who had been waiting for a long time brought the horses of the courtiers. Yang Yanzhao also led an oily dark horse with his bow and arrows.

When everyone got on the horse, Ye Lvxian gave an order, and the palace guard opened the way in front of him, and the group of people went towards Belen Mountain outside the city.

The horse's hoof flew fast and drove away. It only took half an hour to reach the foot of Belém Mountain. Belém Mountain is not high. It is more like a hill full of grass and trees. The mountain is not steep, but a good place to ride horses and hunt.

It's just that at this time, the grass is withered and covered with snow. Looking around, it is full of white, occasionally mixed with green, which are some green pines to keep out the cold.

The thick clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the morning light came out, shining on Belém Mountain, where the ice and snow had not yet melted, creating a hazy color halo.

When Yang Yanzhao looked at the scene in front of him, Ye Luxian and others jumped off the horse. Although he didn't know why, he still jumped off the horse.

Later, Ye Lvxian saluted the north very solemnly, shouting a difficult Khitan word.

When the words fell, everyone saluted and shouted. The pious look seemed to be doing some kind of ceremony, but it was difficult for Yang Yanzhao to integrate into it.

After a long time, he stopped. Ye Luxian took the bow and arrow from the attendant bodyguards, pulled the string and set the arrow. Soon the arrow flew out and disappeared in Mount Belém.

"Let's get on the horse, children!"

Ye Luxian shouted, and everyone got on the horse again and rushed to Mount Belém. This hunt not only compared the number of prey, but also an important thing. Who can get the arrow that has just been shot?

A group of people roared and rode to the mountain. Those courtiers were obviously used to it. They chased me and galloped to the mountain, which shocked the snow in the dry woods.

Not long before long, Ye Luxian and his group of close ministers and palace guards, as well as Yang Yanzhao, who remained motionless, were left at the foot of the mountain.

"Today's hunting, you can have a good performance. Don't let your descendants steal the limelight."

Standing on the horse and looking at the many subordinates who rushed up to Mount Belen, Ye Luxian said with a loud smile, as if he were pointing out the country.

In his words, Yelu Xiezhen and others around him were all smiling and saying what they were not giving up, while Yang Yanzhao was still silent, expressionless, neither happy nor carefree. It seemed that the cheers from the mountain had nothing to do with him.

But if you look carefully, you will find that his hand has unconsciously placed on the carving bow on the horse's back, and even the sound of breathing seems to be heavier than before.

At this moment, Yang Yanzhao's heart beat uncontrollably, and an idea that he had never thought of jumped out. What would happen if he took the opportunity to kill Ye Lvxian?

The blood in his body began to slowly boil, and Ye Lvxian was two feet away in front of him. He had never been so close. If he bent his bow and arrow, Yang Yanzhao was absolutely sure that he would get an arrow into his throat accurately.

Another cold wind rose, and Yang Yanzhao finally moved his hand away. At this time, even if he killed Ye Luxian, it must be difficult for him to escape. Now that his cultivation has not recovered, he can't withstand the joint attack of dozens of palace guard and several generals of the Liao Dynasty. It's better to keep his life and wait for the next opportunity to appear.

"Guys, you can catch more prey. The winner, I have a lot of rewards."

While thinking about it, Yang Yanzhao made a choice. At this time, he found that everyone was looking at him, and Ye Lvxian's voice sounded in his ear. "Yang Jing, I heard that you are good at archery. It can be said that you are famous for your three arrows. Why don't you go up the mountain to show me."

There was no flattishment on Han De's face, nor the faint smile of Yelu Xiuge. There seemed to be hesitation and struggle in his eyes. After a while, Yang Yanzhao nodded abruptly, "Dahan praised it. This means is just an axe in front of General Yelu Xiuge."

With a trace of embarrassment and helplessness in the words, it just shows a once arrogant and unyielding embarrassment, but now it is gaining momentum, and he slaps himself in the face.

Although Yang Yanzhao is very reluctant, timely self-polity is not a means. As long as he can take revenge, what is it to be humiliated in front of the Liao people?

Listening to his words, there was a trace of pleasure in Yeluxian's eyes, and Yelu Xiuge, who had been cold to him, was even more disdainful. Only Han Derang and Xiao Tianhe's face was full of smiles.

"Ha ha, Uncle Suning's arrow is my first person in Liaoning. It's great that you can draw with him." Ye Lvxian turned his head and looked at the others and said with a smile, "No one is allowed to hide selfishness today. Let's go hunting with me!"

Under the laughter, Ye Lvxian galloped, and a group of people behind him followed him to Belen Mountain. Yang Yanzhao, with several figures, followed Xiao Tianhe.

Horseshoes stepped on the snowflakes with withered grass and mud. In bursts of explosion, the crumbling snow fell one after another and got into the neck to create a cold.

Although Belém Mountain is not as good as the deep mountains and old forests, it can be used as a royal hunting place in the Liao Dynasty. Birds and beasts are naturally indispensable. When the horses enter the forest, these birds and beasts are immediately shocked and can be seen everywhere. Those who advanced in the mountains in the distance have already cheered and picked up the prey they have been shot.

In front of him, the dark shadow rushed over and fixed his eyes, but it was a frightened suede. Ye Lvxian hurriedly raised his bow, but the suede reacted very quickly and jumped up, dodged the arrow, and drilled into the woods again.

"It's interesting. Which one of you can hunt that suede? After returning to the city, I will give you a hundred jars of wine!"

Hundreds of good wine is not surprising to Yelu Xiuge and even Han Derang, but this turns the hunting of Ji into a gambling game. Naturally, the competition will no longer be good wine, but the praise of excellent archery.

When Ye Lvxian's words fell, everyone drove forward with a smile. They were full of pride on their faces, as if they were bound to win the suede that could no longer see the trace.

"Yang Jing, why are you still stunned? Hurry up and go hunting. Is it possible that you have to return it empty-handed, then I won't give you prey."

When he was about to hit the horse forward, Ye Luxian turned his head and said to Yang Yanzhao, who was still standing in the distance. The latter squeezed out a smiling face. "Although my archery is not good, I won't compete for that name, so as not to cause jokes. With such a sweat, Yang Jing is satisfied with his prey.

Hearing this, Ye Luxian stared at Yang Yanzhao carefully and pointed to Yelu Xiu and others in front of him with a smile. "In this case, with me, with you as a good hand, I'm afraid it's not that simple!"

With that, Ye Luxian was about to raise the whip, but suddenly heard Yang Yanzhao roaring in his ear, "Be careful with sweat!"

In surprise, Ye Luxian turned his head, and a flower-tailed feather arrow was attacking from a distance, tearing layers of fog and pressing his face.