The soldier subconsciously turned his head and looked to the other side.
Still in the north, the fire is dim and charming, and the night wind blows through the clouds of torches, carrying the fragrance of flowers planted inside and outside Qu's house.
Several tall men stepped out of the dim light, their clothes gradually showing.
He could see that there were six people in total, but they were wearing two different styles of armor.
Three of them are wearing silver armor, two are wearing black armor, and the middle one is wearing dark purple clothes with a waistband. He has a slim and tall figure, like pine trees and bamboos fading into ink shadows.
There was a corpse behind them, which had just fallen down, and was what the soldiers' ears had just caught.
Not only this soldier, but also the soldiers standing on the north side turned around with emotion and were shocked when they saw them.
Everyone raised their weapons, but no one dared to step forward. Their first reaction was to subconsciously step back.
The chill and cruelty created by life and death on the battlefield can be seen at a glance. These six people are definitely the long-lasting winners of battlefield killings, and are at the top of the killing spree.
The primitive ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages makes these soldiers who have lived in comfort for a long time not dare to act rashly when close to hand-to-hand combat.
When his face was completely clear and under the firelight, everyone's eyes fell on the young man in dark purple clothes.
The tung oil burned the two large wooden doors in the side yard with fierce flames, and the strong wind made them more and more flamboyant. At the same time, the deep green leaves in the quiet darkness seemed to come alive, flying and whistling in pieces.
The man's handsome and pure face is like a touch of pure snow in the chaos, indifferent in the wind blowing from all sides, and his deep eyes are cold and cold. There is a decisive killing, but also a steady and profound constancy.
This conflict makes him extremely difficult to mess with. He seems to be calm and immovable, but also extremely aggressive, arrogant and aloof, full of wanton wildness that is not bound by rules.
This sharp chill that was both static and moving completely surpassed the stunning feeling brought by his handsome face. As his pace slowed down, people who were closer to him felt more frightened.
The torch-throwing team was pushing through the crowd and approaching. Seeing the aura of these six people, he frowned: "Who is coming!"
Xia Junnan looked him up and down and said in a calm voice: "The name is murderous. If you can't handle it, call your superior officer."
He looked around and his eyes fell on Li Guohao and Yao Xinzheng.
Although the armors worn by the two of them belong to the Duwei Mansion in the south of the city, they are still in the Li Qian style, making them very easy to recognize.
"You two, are you the leaders here?" Xia Junnan said.
Li Guohao's mood had not yet calmed down. After a while, he stepped forward and said, "Not really, we are the deputy generals of the Du Wei Mansion in the south of the city."
"It doesn't matter, that's Hengxiang's military attaché too." After saying that, Xia Junnan motioned to his deputy.
Xia Shengpan stepped forward: "We all served as sergeants in the same dynasty to protect the stability of the people and the peace of the country. We will act according to the rules and pay tribute first. Accept this. This is our letter of war."
A letter that was more than a foot long was handed to him.
Xia Shengpan's voice is extremely mellow and resonant. Even if he lowers his voice, it still has strong penetrating power.
The letter fell at Li Guohao's feet, and he picked it up in confusion: "Then you are..."
"The former Dingguo Duke's Mansion, Xia Family Army." Xia Shengpan said.
Li Guohao's eyes widened for a moment, his fingers holding the letter softened, and he almost lost his grip.
The rest of the soldiers looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally looked back at these people.
At this time, the courtyard door of Qu's mansion was pulled down forcefully from the inside.
Two heavy carved doors fell with two bangs in the courtyard of Qu Mansion. The fire was still burning on them. In the bright light of the fire, Zhao Ning was dressed in white and stood with her hands upright. The wind brought by the falling doors hit her face. The lower white gauze is pulled back together with the sleeves and laces.
Behind her stood a muscular man, holding a human head in his hand.
When Li Guohao looked around, he couldn't see the head or facial features clearly. He rolled his eyes and fell to the ground and passed out.
Gu Lai
When Zhao Ning was about to order his men to throw the heads away, his eyes turned and landed on Shen Lie beside Xia Junnan.
A young man who stands out from the crowd and attracts attention at a glance.
The words that Zhao Ning spoke suddenly disappeared, and then he was overjoyed: "Mr. Shen."
Shen Lie nodded slightly and said, "Madam Zhao."
Zhao Ning raised his feet to step out, but stopped because of the fire on the ground.
The men behind him rushed forward to put out the fire and opened the hot wooden door.
As Zhao Ning went out, the soldiers stared at her closely.
But at this moment, she was clearly right in front of them, but no one dared to move.
"Ms. Zhao," Xia Junnan raised his hand first, "My surname is Xia. The second lady hasn't arrived yet, so I'll come first to protect you."
Zhao Ning raised his hand lightly and bowed slightly: "The Xia family's army has a great reputation. Zhao Ning is in prison at this time. It is difficult for the generals to clean up their dust. Instead, they make them laugh."
"No, we're late." Xia Junnan said.
Zhao Ning smiled and looked at Shen Lie: "Mr. Shen."
"Fortunately, we arrived in time," Shen Lie said, "but the eldest lady was frightened."
"Not at all," Zhao Ning smiled lightly and made an invitation to Qu Mansion, "It's cold outside, please follow me into the mansion first."
Before this, Shen Lie and Zhao Ning had not seen each other for four or five years, but their friendship was not shallow.
Over the years, most of the supplies that Shen Lie has transported to the northern border have been transported by Zhao Ning's caravan.
As for Xia Junnan and others, the deep friendship between Zhao Ning and the second lady was there, which made them feel like old friends at first sight when they saw Zhao Ning, and there was no strangeness at all.
Zhao Ning just came out, led the distinguished guests, and left again. He didn't even look at the soldiers outside during the whole process, let alone say anything.
The soldiers guarding Hengxiang's position outside were still shocked by the sudden appearance of the six people.
Their eyes looked at Qu's Mansion, which had lost its gate. Inside, there were bright lights and more than a hundred big men standing with torches.
The new door will be closed soon. If you want to take action now, it is undoubtedly the perfect time to lead people and rush in.
But who dares to take the lead...
Yao Xinzheng picked up the letter of challenge in Li Guohao's hand, and suddenly he didn't know whether he was happy or worried.
Li Guohao didn't see the head clearly, but Yao Xinzheng saw clearly that it belonged to Captain Pan's father.
They followed Captain Qiu and had many interactions with Ning'an Tower, and they knew that Zhao Ning's behavior rarely involved others.
However, the rabbit bites people when she is anxious. If she really wants to make people anxious, she is still a powerful and wealthy person. There is nothing she can do.
If these people are really Xia Jiajun, then Zhao Ning's crisis has been resolved, so nothing will happen to him and Li Guohao's family.
Zhao Hui'en really kicked the iron plate this time, knocking him and the entire Hengxiang army to pieces.
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At the same time, three sedans stopped in front of Litingzhuang.
The maid following the last sedan was Yun Xing, the most energetic and pretty maid beside Jiang Mei.
Lifting the curtain, Yun Xing looked at Tu Xiaoxi who had been dressed up, and whispered: "Behave yourself later. If it weren't for the lack of people, I wouldn't have let you come out so soon."
