The huge psychological blow almost overwhelmed Liu Ziguang's nerves. He pulled out the knife from his back, but the blade trembled involuntarily. He ran desperately for a long time, and he didn't know how many tens of miles he had traveled. He was tired, thirsty, hungry, and cold.
It was as if deep fear had shattered his fighting spirit.
The other guards who were hiding also stood up, sitting on their horses and looking at the prey being teased with a proud smile. The cavalry team that deliberately ran away also came back, surrounding Liu Ziguang. Under the blazing light of the pine oil torch, the hunting dogs
They ferociously tried to pounce on Liu Ziguang and bite Liu Ziguang, stretching the leather ropes holding the dogs in the hands of the guards into a straight line.
Liu Ziguang, who was disheveled and had a muddy face, held up his knife and kept changing his position, fearing that he would be attacked from behind. The guards laughed and humbly gave each other the opportunity to kill the prey.
"Yang Meng, you can now take revenge." Song Qingfeng said.
Originally, he only wanted to destroy Liu Ziguang's reputation and did not want to risk Dongxiang's life. In order to win over Yang Meng, Song Qingfeng agreed to marry the eldest lady. After taking control of the iron factory, he betrothed Dongxiang to Yang Meng, who had long coveted her. However,
Dongxiang overheard this and cried and made a fuss, insisting that she report it to the eldest lady. She had no choice but to kill her and conspired with Yang Meng to put the blame on Liu Ziguang.
"Dongxiang, for the sake of my great cause, I have no choice but to feel sorry for you." Song Qingfeng thought of Dongxiang's kindness to him and whispered to himself.
Yang Meng had been defeated by Liu Ziguang before, and he knew very well how a cornered animal still fights, so he did not dismount and challenge him, but straightened the spear in his hand, spurred his horse, and charged forward.
The war horse under Yang Meng's crotch is a Mongolian horse. It is not very big. He holds the reins in his left hand and the iron-backed spear in his right hand. The head of the spear is pointed at the chest of the fugitive covered in mud a few feet away in front of the horse. Yang Meng
He is a very vengeful person. He has been looking for opportunities for revenge since he was defeated by Liu Ziguang last time. However, as his enemy rises higher and higher, this opportunity becomes more and more slim. He even has no chance to bully Chen Feng, so he is very angry.
, when Song Qingfeng promised to provide him with a chance for revenge and promised to facilitate his marriage with Dongxiang, he agreed without hesitation, not to mention that Song Qingfeng's conditions included other items that were difficult to refuse.
As the war horse quickly approached, Yang Meng seemed to have seen Liu Ziguang being penetrated by the iron-spine spear, and he couldn't help but smile. He got closer, closer, and the iron-spine spear thrust out with all his strength!
Suddenly, Liu Ziguang, who had been standing still, disappeared in front of the horse. Then, the Mongolian horse neighed in pain, flexed its front hoofs, and threw Yang Meng off the horse. Yang Meng was smart enough, and rolled on the spot like a lazy donkey, abandoning the horse.
He picked up the spear, reached out and pulled out the waist knife, turned around and saw that one of the front legs of the Mongolian horse had been cut off, and blood was flowing. The horse fell to the ground and was struggling. Liu Ziguang, who was still languid just now, had already completed the action of cutting off the horse's leg.
The latter half was kneeling on the ground, holding the bloody knife and looking at him coldly.
This was a trick taught by the prisoner-of-war masters who had been dealing with nomadic cavalry all year round. Now it finally came in handy. Although he was exhausted mentally and physically, Liu Ziguang was still not willing to be killed easily.
There was an uproar among the knights around, and the war horses began to stir uneasily. Song Qingfeng stopped some guards who wanted to support Yang Meng with bows and arrows. He promised Yang Meng that he would give him a chance to defeat Liu Ziguang and regain his face.
Taking advantage of the fact that he was surrounded by his own people, Yang Meng became more courageous. He shouted and rushed towards him with his sword. The two steel knives were put together. In the dark wilderness, the only sound was the whistling wind and the sound of iron weapons clashing.
Yang Meng was still no match for Liu Ziguang. Liu Ziguang, who was determined to die, used ruthless moves that would kill both of them. Seeing Yang Meng in a hurry, Song Qingfeng sighed softly and winked at the guard holding a bow and arrow next to him.
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Liu Ziguang, who was slashing with all his strength, suddenly heard the sound of an arrow piercing the air behind him. As soon as he heard the sound, an arrow had been hit in his right shoulder. The sharp triangular arrow suddenly penetrated his right shoulder due to the close range and huge power of the launch.
The shoulder blade and the steel knife in his hand could no longer hold tightly. They were hit hard by Yang Meng and suddenly flew several feet away.
Yang Meng took the opportunity to kick Liu Ziguang in the chest with a piercing kick, knocking him onto his back. When he tried to get up again, a steel knife was pressed against his throat.
Liu Ziguang's hands were tied behind his back, and he was kneeling on the ground, with two knives hanging on his neck. According to Song Qingfeng's wishes, he must not take the living prisoner back. According to the eldest lady's shrewdness, the interrogation might reveal something wrong, so he had to deal with it on the spot.
However, Yang Meng and other guards insisted on having a good show before executing Liu Ziguang. Song Qingfeng did not want to go against everyone on such a small issue, so he had to agree.
Just in case, Song Qingfeng drew his sword, walked behind Liu Ziguang, signaled the two guards to hold Liu Ziguang tight, and then used his skilled Wudang swordsmanship to quickly break two of Liu Ziguang's hamstrings.
Liu Ziguang didn't make a sound. He turned around and stared at Song Qingfeng who was still wiping the edge of his sword with white silk, and asked: "Why do you want to harm me!?"
"Because you killed Dongxiang." Song Qingfeng said lightly, saying that there was nothing to say nonsense to the dying person.
There are too many reasons to want to harm someone. This question should not be asked to Song Qingfeng. In the end, he still cannot get rid of the fate of being buried in the wilderness with his head missing. When he came to this world, he has suffered too much and finally got it.
After a little improvement, I have not had time to savor this kind of success that I have never tasted in the original time and space. I am about to die. It is really unlucky. Will my head be presented in front of the eldest lady? What will she think? Yes
Are you a little bit sad? Even when death is imminent, you still think about the eldest lady. Alas, now you don't even have the chance to think about it.
"Give me a good time!" Liu Ziguang said.
"This boy is very single. Unfortunately, grandpa, I just can't do what you want." Yang Meng was very angry. He still couldn't really defeat Liu Ziguang this time. He will never have any face in front of everyone in the future. He will use cruel methods to prove that he is good enough.
Being ruthless makes others respect him.
"Brother Lu, let me borrow your BMW." Yang Meng borrowed his Xixia Sanhe horse from Lu Gaozhi. This kind of horse is tall, handsome and has strong legs. It is the best among horses.
Yang Meng found a long leather strip, tied Liu Ziguang's hands, and tied the other end to the harness of the Sanhe horse. The hamstrings of Liu Ziguang's legs were severed and he could not stand, so he was dragged down behind the horse.
Yang Meng got on his horse and urged the three-hemored horse forward, gradually speeding up and running on the wasteland. Liu Ziguang was dragged behind, bumping and rubbing against the rough ground, and the blood flowing out of the wound formed a long blood path.
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The knights also followed behind on horseback. The hunting dogs were extremely excited by the smell of blood. They followed the three-horse horse and ran with joy, trying to bite Liu Ziguang from time to time.
Liu Ziguang's blue silk shirt had long been in tatters, and the part that was close to the ground had been worn away. His exposed body was bruised and bruised by the uneven sharp stones and the frozen ground. He had lost consciousness.
After running a certain distance, Lu Gaozhi was afraid that his beloved horse would be injured, so he stopped Yang Meng who was in a great mood.
"Brother Meng, seeing that you are having so much fun, let's let everyone have some fun too," Lu Gaozhi said.
Yang Meng made a cool gesture of "please do as you please" and stopped his horse to see if Lu Gaozhi had any better ideas.
"Brothers, how about a horse-riding company?" Lu Gaozhi said, riding his horse back a few steps, then slamming his spurs, and riding over Liu Ziguang's body.
"You still know how to play on the same old road," everyone praised, and more than ten riders followed suit, trampling all over Liu Ziguang.
Still not satisfied after trampling once, everyone turned around and launched another group charge to trample Liu Ziguang's already disfigured body. I'm afraid all the bones in his body were crushed, Lu Gaozhi thought with satisfaction.
While they were having fun, a horse came running from a distance. When they came closer, they saw that they were the messengers sent by the eldest lady. The teams that were going out to search must capture Liu Ziguang alive and bring him back for interrogation. Anyone who disobeys the order will be severely punished.
The soldier who sent the order did not see or recognize that the pile of rotten meat in the distance was Liu Ziguang. After receiving the order, he returned to his horse and left. Everyone was a little dumbfounded. Disobeying an order is a serious crime. This kid wants to harm us even after he dies. They also blame him for this.
On Liu Ziguang.
The guards started discussing among themselves. Some said they should pretend not to find Liu Ziguang, some said they should go back and explain that Liu Ziguang was arrested and had no choice but to kill him, and some said they should destroy the body and eliminate traces of it.
The argument continued, and everyone turned their attention to Song Qingfeng, the backbone.
Song Qingfeng pondered for a moment and then said: "It would be better to destroy the body and eliminate all traces. After we go back, everyone will be tight-lipped. If the eldest lady can't find any evidence, there is nothing we can do about it."
Wouldn’t it be nice to have the hounds eat this guy’s flesh and sacrifice it to the temple of these beasts?” said one person.
"Stop talking nonsense. Our hounds only eat clean meat. Dogs won't eat rotten meat that's so dirty," another person said.
"Hey, I remember that two miles away to the west, there is a deep cave with unfathomable depth. It is called the Tiankeng. It is said that it can lead to the eye of the sea. The slave workers who were secretly beaten to death by the mine guard were thrown into this hole for fear of punishment from above.
If you throw yourself into it, you won't hear the sound of landing for a long time. It's definitely a good place to dump the body." An older guard said.
"It's very good, just throw the body into the sinkhole." Song Qingfeng said.
Everyone tied the leather rope around Liu Ziguang's wrist behind the horse again, and the group rode towards the sinkhole.
The tiankeng is a large hole with a radius of ten feet. The dark hole suddenly appears in the wasteland, like a monster's mouth. It has a supernatural and weird feeling of terror. The walls of the hole are clean, and the hole is filled with biting cold air.
It made everyone shudder.
A guard found a big stone and pushed it down. The stone bumped against the cave wall and fell. Sure enough, the sound of the stone falling to the ground was not heard for a long time. The guard stuck out his tongue and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Song Qingfeng was very satisfied with the sinkhole and signaled to pull the body over. Lu Gaozhi and Yang Meng pulled the leather rope with their hands and dragged Liu Ziguang to the edge of the sinkhole and placed it in front of Song Qingfeng.
"Liu, with such an excellent burial place, I'm afraid it will be difficult for your soul to be resurrected. Who let you affect my plan? If you want to blame it, it's your own fate." Song Qingfeng muttered silently,
Lifting up his white bear fur boots, he gently stepped on Liu Ziguang's body with his toes, and with a slight push forward, a corpse that could no longer be distinguished from a human form fell into the sinkhole.
In an instant, the corpse disappeared into the endless darkness. The guards stretched their heads and listened for a while, but there was still no sound of falling to the ground. Instead, the whirlwind in the cave swept through and let out bursts of ghostly wails. Yang Meng shivered suddenly and whispered.
He said: "Let's go."
Everyone was speechless and turned away quietly. Even the arrogant hunting dogs tuck their tails and did not bark again. The group of people quickly disappeared into the night.
Deep in the sinkhole, in the hell-like endless silence and darkness, a faint red light suddenly flashed, gradually turning into regular flashes. Under the shining red light was a dark metal skin, and the traces of the uneven badge could be vaguely seen.
A circle of olive branches surrounding a circular pattern.