The officers and soldiers of Xucheng, who have been running rampant in the countryside for many years and have never encountered any resistance, have no combat power at all except for a knife and a rough cloth armor that is only used to represent their status.
It's not even as good as the refugees and bandits who are struggling to survive in Huazhou and fighting for their lives.
The domineering rough cloth armor looked like a piece of rag under the sharp cold blade that could easily cut through rattan armor, chain mail, and even pierced armor and double armor.
The flesh and blood body under the armor is as brittle and soft as mud.
The officers and soldiers who heard the screams above raised their heads one after another, and what they saw was that they were instantly collapsed and fell into pieces.
The bright fire fell in the field, and the grass and trees were sparse. In the faint orange light of the fireworks, it took ten days to sweep from the northwest mountains and kill tens of thousands of horse bandits. The fearless generals drove down with murderous intent from the sky!
The officers and soldiers below were dumbfounded, their eyes wide open, watching him kill people all the way, approaching all the way, coming in an instant.
One hundred steps, fifty steps, ten steps.
The person who came here was tall and slender, with strong steps, swift and decisive attacks, and no one survived when he raised his sword and dropped it.
An officer and soldier came back, but it was too late. The silver frost was like lightning, and the cold light immediately approached them.
He hurriedly raised his sword to resist, and the sharp and long sound of the violent impact of metal was followed by his weapon breaking, as if a dragon roared past his ears.
Then, he felt a bone-chilling chill coming from his neck. Before the end of his life, the blood all over the sky came from his neck.
Severe uneasiness erupted among all the officers and soldiers who were about to be killed.
Everyone clenched their swords and watched helplessly as he killed and destroyed everything.
Suddenly someone threw down the torch, turned around and ran away.
The officers and soldiers who were still heading up the mountain in the distance heard the movement and looked towards this secluded mountain road.
The officers and soldiers who were running and shouting suddenly let out a scream and were penetrated by a large knife flying from behind.
He stumbled and fell halfway down the slope.
Of the hundreds of officers and soldiers who were preparing to take the mountain road, only the last one was left alive.
He hid in the corner, trembling all over, and looked at the young man walking down the slope, as tall as a pine tree, without even bending his shoulders to take a breath.
The closer you get, the clearer you can see his face, the cold and deep handsome features, the cold temperament, inhumane, like a gorgeous but deserted ten miles of lights, bright and beautiful, and like a lonely boat on the Silver Lake under the cold moon.
He hooked his fingers and whistled, and the long and sharp whistle resounded through the sky. Not long after, a horse galloped from the dark night in the north.
Shen Lie raised his hand to hold the reins and looked at Dai Yu, who was following far behind.
Dai Yu looked up and saw hundreds of corpses laid out along the way, and was dumbfounded: "Young Master?"
"It's Ah Li," Shen Lie explained the reason in three words, speaking quickly, "I'm going to draw attention, you can adapt to the situation here and protect yourself."
"Yes!" Dai Yu said.
"There is a person hiding thirty steps away to your right," Shen Lie added, "I don't want to go there."
Dai Yu turned around and nodded: "Yes."
The last officer and soldier's eyes widened with despair.
Rubbles fell from the cliff one after another, and corpses were lying on the narrow mountain path.
Compared to the sharp and sharp blade of the sword, the sharp teeth of the silver whip in the girl's hand are extremely vicious.
The corpses were in various horrific and shocking shapes.
The gloomy and fishy smell dispersed greatly, causing the beasts in the mountain to howl in excitement.
The officers and soldiers were not dead soldiers and did not have fearless courage. In addition to the majesty and intimidation of their direct superiors, there was also a strong delusion brought about by greed. Everyone felt that the other party must be dying soon.
But the girl's physical strength is really amazing.
The long whip is like a silver dance, but its strength is like a sword. With neat movements and steps, it can kill several people in an instant.
Finally, the officers and soldiers became afraid.
The girl's physical strength is really not good anymore.
Across a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, they looked at each other from a distance.
The hundreds of officers and soldiers under the fire were furious, wondering why they couldn't chew down the top of the mountain. Why couldn't they chew it down?
Consumption can indeed consume a girl to death.
However, no one dared to spend it.
Who is willing to die, step in for others, and give a hundred taels of gold as a gift? Who is willing?
The cold reason after greed makes people despair.
"She can't survive!" the patrol officer kept shouting, "You guys go up and continue to kill her! Get up quickly!"
The team leader was also shouting, but it really didn’t move the people.
"Go!!" The patrolman went crazy, his voice even sounded like crying, "So many people have died, can't you see?"
"Go and kill them. If you don't go up, the princess will order you to kill them all!"
"You can't even beat a stinky bitch, you losers!"
"Go up and kill her!"
A team member suddenly discovered that the boy next to her was missing.
The patrolman looked up and saw, too far away, a girl dressed in blood-stained white clothes, standing on the edge of the cliff holding a silver whip.
Indeed, there is no longer that young man beside her.
Captain was looking at her and said in a desperate voice: "She is recovering her strength. If we want to kill her later, more people will have to die..."
"Death" "more people".
These few words deeply hurt the patrol order.
There were corpses all over the ground and rivers of blood. They were not just his men.
There are not so many officers and soldiers in Xucheng. Many of them were recruited from other places in Xizhou in order to "welcome" the arrival of Princess Yangping this time.
When the blame comes from above, he is afraid that his whole family will not be protected.
"She must die," the patrol order murmured, "Both she and that pretty boy must die, otherwise we won't be able to survive!"
"Quick!" He turned around and looked at his men beside him, suddenly furious, "Quickly kill her, quick!"
The officers and soldiers didn't even dare to look into his eyes and didn't dare to express their anger.
"Quick!!" The patrolman's voice was hoarse. He suddenly drew out his saber and grabbed an unlucky guy. "Are you going? Are you going?!"
"Wait, wait for those troops," the unfortunate ghost was frightened by the crazy and ferocious expression of the patrol order. "When those troops come, we will surround the mountain and starve her to death."
"Get up here!" The patrolman pushed him up. "Then all my people died in vain. If we die in vain, I will die too!"
The unlucky ghost trembled and turned around to escape.
"Desert!" the patrolling order suddenly shouted, and he raised his knife and slashed at him, "This is a deserter, kill the deserter!"
The unlucky man who had been stabbed screamed in panic, and several people immediately came out, grabbed him and twisted him back.
"If anyone doesn't go up, I will kill him!" The patrolman waved his sword, "Deserts can be killed, you see, I will kill them now to show you!"
He slashed at the unfortunate guy.
The screams spread throughout the mountains and forests.
Finally, the officers and soldiers came again.
Xia Zhaoyi watched them running towards them. The silver whip struck the ground with a loud sound, and he immediately rushed to greet them.
The sound of killing suddenly sounded again on the mountain, making Nie Qingling's legs weak.
She held the hem of her skirt in one hand and was pulled by Zhan Li in the other, walking quickly through the forest.
The hands and feet that have been bound for a day are still stiff even though they are separated and loosened from time to time to move the muscles.
Now she took five steps and fell down in two. She was so angry at herself that she cried.
She fell to the ground again, and Zhili helped her up.
Nie Qingling raised his head, saw a sparse fire in the distance, and said in surprise: "There is someone over there!"
