Soldiers lined up on the road and treated each other strictly.
"Why won't you let me go?"
Travelers were puzzled, complained, curious, and asked.
"Master Bing, are you looking for a murderer?"
But no matter what I asked, the response was always a cold and gloomy face, and the words "no traffic ahead."
As for when it will be restored, there is no answer, and they are not even allowed to gather here to wait.
"Leave quickly!" the officers and soldiers shouted and drew their swords.
Seeing the swords gleaming in the sunlight, passers-by did not dare to stay any longer.
"Such ferocious officers and soldiers." "Something big must have happened." "They are probably arresting extremely evil people." "I haven't heard of any unrest recently."
But since the officers and soldiers said it was there, it must be there. Passers-by retreated one after another and conveyed warnings to each other to those who came later. This road soon became deserted.
But there are also people who are not afraid of officers and soldiers, and don't care about the ban.
This is a tall man, carrying a long bundle behind his back, his beard and hair are disheveled, his clothes are full of mud, the horse underneath him is not strong, the coat is messy, there is no saddle, and he walks staggeringly and weakly, as if
A skinny donkey.
When passers-by saw this, they immediately ran out of the way, and even went to report to the police that bandits and horse bandits were coming.
But he looked at the formation of officers and soldiers in front without any fear, and instead of hurriedly getting out of the way, he urged his horse forward.
"Stop!" The officers and soldiers in front saw it and shouted, "Don't come near."
The man didn't seem to understand and asked loudly: "What? Who are you?"
The leading officer and soldier said coldly: "Guning officers and soldiers!"
The man came closer and seemed surprised: "You are actually officers and soldiers?"
These words made the officers and soldiers angry: "You are so fucking blind, can't you see our uniforms? Can't you recognize the military robes and flags?"
The man laughed: "I saw it, but no matter how you look at it, you don't look like officers and soldiers. You look like a group of rats in military uniforms."
These words made the officers and soldiers furious, and their faces changed slightly.
This man... Zhang Bushan looked over from behind the queue and saw that he was coming. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the man shouting again.
"Today, let Grandpa Liuzi teach you what a real officer and soldier should be like."
Accompanied by this sound, the man spurred his horse and at the same time took off his backpack and shook it violently.
The skinny donkey-like horse suddenly ran wildly, as fast as lightning.
The baggage was thrown away, and a long sword slashed across the ground, setting off a strong wind and huge waves, carrying the man on the horse and rushing into the formation of officers and soldiers.
Figures were drawn into the whirlpool, weapons collided, horses neighed, and dust flew up.
…
…
"Sir, there is a man in front of you and..." the guard crawling in the grass in the distance whispered, "Officers and soldiers, there is a fight."
He paused at the words "officers and soldiers", showing his doubts.
Liu Yan looked at the melee in front of him. That person was like a wolf rushing into a herd of sheep, trampling dozens of officers and soldiers.
"What should we do?" the attendant asked again in a low voice.
Which side to help?
Liu Yan stood up and glanced at the dozen attendants following behind him.
"Of course we are, walk over." He said.
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…
The long sword was thrown over like an iron rod, and the surrounding officers and soldiers were overturned.
Zhang Bushan screamed, and rushed forward with the weapon in hand. The next moment, the iron sword came at him and narrowly slipped over his head.
"Use a spear, use a spear." Zhang Busan shouted.
The officers and soldiers running outside dropped their swords, grabbed their spears, and rushed towards them, shouting.
Liang Liuzi's long sword flashed a cold light in his hand, like a shield, and the spears were like rain, but they couldn't get close.
The fighting was fierce but anxious, and there was a lot of noise, but more noises came from the ears. The two sides in the melee subconsciously looked and saw about ten people and horses running towards them from the road.
They also had weapons in their hands, but they did not wear military robes, and they were not like bandits or bandits. They wore ordinary clothes and were surrounded by a thin man who looked like a scholar.
who?
Friend or foe?
Thoughts flashed through the minds of both fighting parties, but before they could respond, the next moment they saw the group of men and horses rushing past with shouts. There were soldiers on the side who subconsciously wanted to shout and question, but they were chopped down by their swords.
But they did not rush over to continue fighting, but ran straight forward, regardless of Liang Liuzi's life or death.
Why?
Zhang Bushan and Liang Liuzi, who were fighting, cursed in their hearts.
What are you taking advantage of?
What are you taking advantage of?
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…
Meng Xichang rolled down on the spot, and the dark sword light struck him hard from below.
That shield might be able to block arrows fired from a distance, but it could never block his sword.
This sword can split the shield and the person behind it.
But the shield in this man's hand opened on its own...
Suddenly unfolding like a river clam, Meng Xi's long knife was suddenly clamped. The sharp blade made the shield make a harsh sound, but half of its strength was removed.
The man flew up and avoided this violent blow.
What the hell is this!
Meng Xichang was shocked and angry at the same time. This man's kung fu was not very strong, but the weapon in his hand——
It's not a weapon at all, just protective gear.
He had protective gear all over his body, as if he was wearing a set of armor, but it was different from the armor worn by officers and soldiers, and was even a bit crude. It was made of wood, iron, copper, and bamboo, and was made of various materials, like children in the village randomly putting it together while playing games.
But as long as you play against him, you will know that this is definitely not a toy.
Before Chief Meng Xi had time to get up, he saw the flying man landing on the ground. The next moment, he jumped and stepped on him, with spikes shining coldly on the soles of his feet.
Meng Xi was rolling on the spot, and the sound of the man's feet on the ground could be heard in his ears, and the ground was penetrated by him.
"You're doing pretty well with this hand."
There was a man's gloomy voice in his ears.
"Since you like it so much, I'll make one for you too."
"Before doing this, let me chop off your left hand."
Accompanied by this sound, Meng Xichang saw the man flicking the shield in his hand. The originally flat shield instantly unfolded like a lotus, layer upon layer, and a cold light flew towards his left arm.
Meng Xichang felt a chill in his heart and raised his sword to attack.
Along with the harsh sound, Meng Xichang let out a shout and looked at the severed tip of the knife.
In my ears was the man's evil smile.
"What piece of scrap metal wants to block my weapon!"
This is the knife that his fist turned into. When the knife was cut off, it was like a hand being cut off.
Although this was not his real hand, and there was no blood and flesh flying around, Meng Xi felt pain all over his body.
his hand!
His hand is gone again!
And the other hand will soon be gone.
With a clang, an arrow seemed to fly from the sky and embedded itself in the whirling lotus. With the harsh sound, the lotus seemed to be torn apart instantly and pieces fell.
Meng Xichang rolled over, but a piece of the shield still scratched his arm. It looked like a thin piece of sawdust, and instantly cut his robe, leaving a blood mark on his skin.
Meng Xichang had never been afraid of death, but at this moment, looking at the shallow blood stain on his left arm, he felt his heart beating like a drum.
his hand.
his hand.
Saved.
An arrow caused a capture to fail. The man whose shield was knocked off looked at the arrow falling on the ground and roared angrily.
He turned his head and looked to the side, where there were four people fighting a woman. Even so, the woman was able to fight off four people by herself, and was distracted and interrupted his attack.
The four people were also very angry, with blood stains on their faces and bodies. It was obvious that they had suffered a lot of injuries in this battle, even if they had protective gear to defend themselves.
They shouted: "She has our arrows!"
The woman came out of the inn with only an arrow in her hand. They didn't notice it at first, thinking it was a dagger or some strange weapon. It wasn't until they were stabbed repeatedly and shattered their protective gear that they realized it was an arrow.
A bamboo pole, an iron head, and a short arrow.
Arrows can kill people with bows and crossbows, but I didn't expect that they can be as sharp as a sharp blade when held in the hand.
"Lend me my arrows and destroy my weapons." The man without the shield sneered, "Then now that we don't have our arrows, how can you destroy our weapons!"
After saying this, he waved his hand.
The four people slapped and pushed the shields in their hands, and the shields instantly unfolded and turned into lotus flowers, flying towards the seven stars in all directions.
Meng Xichang was shocked. The girl was unarmed. No matter how powerful she was, she was still made of flesh and blood. He roared and flew towards her.
Although a section of his iron hand was broken, he still had an entire arm made of iron. Even if his arms were not enough, he still had his entire body, and even if he was made of flesh and blood, he could still block one or two.
Following the attack of the iron lotus, the seven stars also rotated like a lotus. Although the corners of the skirt were instantly cut and scattered like flowers, the body narrowly avoided the sharp edge.
At the same time, horse hooves galloped in the distance, causing dust and smoke to billow. One person saw this scene, and regardless of the distance, he subconsciously threw the long sword forward.