The low sound of the horn resounded throughout the martial arts academy of Yingtian Academy. This was the highest emergency rally call in the martial arts academy. One was long, three was short, and then another was long.
There is a collective holiday in the academy these days, but most of the martial arts students are staying in the dormitory, and most of them are still in the courtyard. At this time, the results of the training from admission to the present can be seen. In just a moment, the martial arts training ground quickly arrived
After more than five hundred martial arts competitions, everyone has packed up, wearing green clothes, thin-soled fast boots, and holding an eyebrow-leveling stick in his hand.
Shang Tong was already standing in the field, with a stick stuck on the ground beside him. His expression changed from his previous calmness to a serious one. The one who came to report the news was Bao'er, carrying his big bow on his back and hanging on his waist.
There was a pot full of arrows hanging on his face, and he couldn't hide the anxiety on his face.
Not long after everyone had gathered, Shang Tong glanced at him and said straight to the point: "Xu Dianxue is in danger, come with me to rescue him in a light package!"
The martial artists were all shocked, but they all responded loudly without hesitation: "Yes!"
…
Xu Zizhen glanced at the enemy in front of him and smiled disdainfully: "Betting on your life? Just you and these losers?"
A cold light flashed in Nuqi's eyes, and he smiled sadly: "I think that's enough."
Xu Zizhen didn't have time to argue with him, but he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The village was not big, and there were not many spare houses for these Tibetan rebels to live. But when Nuqi and the others lived, where had all the aborigines in the village gone?
Thinking of this, his heart suddenly rose: "What did you do to the villagers?"
Nu Qi suddenly laughed: "Haha! Xu Zizhen, have you noticed? Since you asked, I will let you see it." After saying that, he stepped aside to reveal the open space behind him.
In front of the room where Duoqi Dolma was imprisoned was a wide open space, which should be a place where the village usually gathers. There was an ancient banyan tree in the center. Nu Qi waved his hand, and another group of people slowly appeared in the darkness in the distance.
people.
More than a dozen Tubo guards armed with sharp knives were slowly escorting a group of villagers dressed as Song people. These villagers were old and young, male and female. They were all dressed in shabby clothes and looked haggard. The women and children were crying, but this
They were all tied together by ropes, and there were steel knives swinging around them from time to time, so they didn't dare to escape or resist.
The fun and disdain on Xu Zizhen's face immediately disappeared, replaced by endless anger. The veins on the back of the hand holding the knife were prominent, and he wanted to rush forward and cut these offal into pieces with a thousand knives.
There was an exclamation from behind, it was Duoqi Dolma: "Uncle, don't be impulsive!"
Xu Zizhen waved his hand back to reassure her, took a deep breath at random to force himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "General Nuqi, what do you mean?"
Nuqi glared at him fiercely and said, "You are so smart, couldn't you guess it?"
Of course Xu Zizhen could guess that Nu Qi just wanted to use these innocent people to coerce him into submission.
"Hahaha! Okay, very good!" Xu Zizhen laughed up to the sky, suddenly stopped laughing, and stared at Nuqi with sharp eyes like arrows, "If you dare to hurt any of them today, I guarantee that you and your group of losers will definitely be killed.
Death without a complete body!”
Nu Qi sneered: "Is it just you?"
Xu Zizhen also sneered, because he had already seen shadowy figures slowly gathering in the distance. It seemed that Yan and Zhao had arrived with the one hundred armored troops.
"Do you think I would be stupid enough to come here alone?"
Nu Qi remained motionless, only looking into Xu Zizhen's eyes, as if trying to determine whether his words were true or false. Suddenly, he laughed again, very disdainfully, and said coldly: "Do you think that's all I have?"
Human?"
Xu Zizhen was inexplicably shocked. He noticed a sneer in Nu Qi's eyes. He subconsciously sensed that something was wrong. At this moment, neat footsteps sounded not far away. The armored army had indeed arrived, quickly and orderly.
The place was surrounded by water. The spear in his hand was held flat, and the sharp tip of the spear was pointed at these Tubo people.
Yan Zhao rode out like a black iron tower, majestic and majestic. He already had his sword in his hand, but these people were still in the opponent's hands, and he still dared not move until these people were safely rescued.
Two young men emerged from the armored army. They were Li Meng and Gao Chong. They each held a big gun. They turned a blind eye to Nuqi and his Tibetan guards. They went straight to Xu Zizhen and killed the captured Tibetan.
The fine work was thrown to the ground casually.
Duoqi Zhuoma shouted happily in the room: "Brother Xiaomeng!"
Li Meng's face turned red, but he was obviously relieved because he saw that Duoqi Dolma was still safe and had no injuries on his body.
Gao Chong glanced at Nu Qi and lowered his voice and said, "Brother-in-law, this bastard is really evil. How about I capture him and force them to let him go?"
Xu Zizhen didn't answer. He lowered his head and glanced at the craftsman, only to find that the man no longer looked afraid of death, and there was also a sneer in his eyes.
The Tibetan guards who were escorting the villagers quickly formed a circle, with the tips of their knives pointing outwards, but no one showed any panic. At this moment, Nu Qi turned around and glanced, then looked back at Xu Zizhen, his tone full of ridicule:
"All your people are here? In that case, I won't be polite."
A loud shout suddenly rang out from the village roads leading to this open space. Countless figures suddenly appeared in the village that was quiet just now. In the blink of an eye, they appeared outside the armored army. These people were dressed in costumes.
They are all different. They are actually three envoys from the Uighurs, Goryeo and Jin people who have left the academy for three days.
Xu Zizhen's expression finally changed, because he realized that he had made a big mistake. He took action rashly without knowing the details of the other party. As a result, he was rounded up by the other party because of calculated calculations and unintentional. And the worst thing was that the other party
With the hostages in hand, I couldn't muster the courage to break out of the siege.
After all, the Iron Armored Army were elite soldiers trained by Zhao Gou himself. They still did not panic under such circumstances, and half of them turned around at the first moment and aimed their spear points at the outer circle.
"Hahaha! Xu Zizhen, let me see where you are going to escape today!"
Following a burst of domineering laughter, several figures appeared in the crowd. They stood on the periphery and looked at Xu Zizhen in the center. The person speaking was none other than Wan Yanchang, deputy commander of the left route army of the Jin Kingdom. Next to him, there was a man wearing
The Uighur envoy in brocade robes, the Goryeo envoy with small eyes.
And there was a thin and wretched figure on Wan Yanchang's right hand side. To Xu Zizhen's expectation, it turned out to be the head of Tianluo Chitang, Chi Yi old ghost, Mo Jingxia!
Mo Jingxia clasped his hands behind his back and narrowed his eyes slightly, with a proud smile on his lips: "Mr. Xu, we meet again."