"This is a battlefield, and they actually use ordinary people as cannon fodder."
The sergeants watching around him had begun to curse.
When the two armies went to war, the people were not disturbed. This was a rule that both sides acquiesced to, but the Tang army was the first to break it.
Lu Yu looked at the people present. Even among those who survived, many of them were still injured.
"Come here." Lu Yu suddenly pointed at a man.
The man was broad and fat, and the armor on his body looked extremely bloated, with many armor plates being stretched open.
"Me?" The man walked over cautiously and saluted Lu Yu: "Common people pay their respects to you, sir."
"Stretch out your hand." Lu Yu said calmly.
The man scratched his head: "The common people do hard work in Hulao Pass. Their hands are too rough and they are afraid of staining the eyes of adults."
Lu Yu's face was cold and he said word by word: "Spread your hands and show me."
The other sergeants heard the change in Lu Yu's tone and gathered around him.
The man's expression changed slightly, but he still spread his palms.
They were quite rough hands, covered with calluses. When this man came out of Hulao, he must have been in quite a mess, with his palms covered with mud and stains.
Since the man said that he is a hard worker, these hands are very normal.
Many slums in the Imperial City are filled with such people. These people do not have much qualifications and low cultivation. Some are even just ordinary people who can only do some hard work to make a living.
Lu Yu glanced at the palms and suddenly asked: "It seems that you usually use your left hand to use a knife."
In the palm of his left hand, there is a deep callus.
The soldiers around were familiar with it. It was the mark left by holding something for a long time.
The man screamed aggrieved: "Sir, you can't just wrongly accuse good people. Hulao Pass is a military city, and we people are civilians on weekdays. If we are recruited as soldiers in wartime, if we train more, we will naturally stay."
Leave traces.”
Lu Yu snorted coldly and suddenly pointed at the man's finger: "Then the traces of burns from the magic weapon were also left due to training?"
"This trace should be a fire-attribute magic weapon, right? In the Yu army, generally only officers and elite soldiers are equipped with magic weapons. You, a hard worker in Hulao Pass, will have a magic weapon?"
When the man heard this sentence, his pupils shrank suddenly.
Suddenly, in the flash of lightning, the man suddenly pulled out the hidden knife and rushed towards Lu Yu.
Whoosh!
Everything is done in an instant.
Even the sergeant following Lu Yu didn't have time to react.
Lu Yu's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to directly grasp the knife in the man's hand.
The short knife was quite sharp, but when it touched Lu Yu's palm, it made a sound of metal and stone hitting each other, as if it was being poked into an iron plate.
Click!
Lu Yu squeezed them gently, and the blades shattered instantly.
At the same time, Lu Yu took the broken blade in his hand and slashed at the man's neck.
Poof!
Blood spilled everywhere, and a bloody wound was suddenly opened on the man's neck.
"You, you..." The man covered his neck in pain and fell to the ground helplessly.
At the same time, loud roars came from the crowd, and several people rushed out from the crowd and killed Sergeant Dayu around them.
"Do you think you can run away!" Lu Yu pointed his finger, and thousands of sword energy burst out from his fingertips.