Chapter 652: Don't even think about escaping from birth
"You!..." Wan Yanchang was furious, "Believe it or not, I will immediately pierce your heart with thousands of arrows?"
Xu Zizhen said with a smile: "I believe it, of course I believe it, but the Shenwu Cannon is gone. Do you think your Wushu boy will spank you when the time comes?"
Wan Yanchang stopped talking. Xu Zizhen was right. If he died, there would be no Shenwu Cannon. The Fourth Prince would definitely not let him go, but he was really unwilling to give in and negotiate terms with Xu Zizhen.
Xu Zizhen ignored him and pointed at the villagers: "My conditions are very simple. Let them go and I will go with you."
Mo Jingxia suddenly smiled gloomily and said: "Mr. Xu, do you think you can still bargain with this situation? If you just surrender, that's all. Otherwise...hehe, I will kill these Song people in front of you."
How about I show you how to kill each other until you are willing to let go?"
Xu Zizhen gritted his teeth tightly. Mo Jingxia, this old fox, was so shameless that he actually used these villagers to threaten him. He was right. He made a miscalculation today and was accidentally made a dumpling. No matter how brave the armored army was,
It can be blocked for a moment at most, but in the end it's hard to escape death.
In this short period of time, the villagers have figured out Xu Zizhen's identity. Although they are in the countryside, they have long heard of Xu Zizhen's name as the God of War. They don't know who started it and shouted: "God of War, you just care.
Fight out, just remember to avenge us!"
This immediately resonated, and the villagers, men, women, old and young, shouted in unison: "God of War, leave us alone, get out!"
Xu Zizhen's nose felt sour, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart. The people were the most honest, but the more this happened, the more reluctant he was to let them get hurt at all. But he couldn't control the current situation. Even if he could really risk everything, he might not be able to get out.
Although he is known as the God of War, he is still a human being after all, not a god.
Mo Jingxia looked up at the moonlight and said with a ferocious smile: "After such a long time, it seems that Mr. Xu really has no reinforcements. In this case, I don't have to hide my clumsiness anymore." After saying this, he clapped his hands and a man in black appeared.
There was a whistle, and the sharp whistle sounded far away.
There was another rush of footsteps from all around, and then another figure appeared. He was dressed like a golden soldier and held a steel knife in his hand. In just a moment, several layers of people were surrounding him.
Xu Zizhen's heart sank completely. He was already at a disadvantage, but now at least three hundred people appeared. No matter how brave the armored soldiers were, they could not defeat one against five. It seemed that they were really going to fall here today.
Mo Jingxia suddenly smiled and said: "Mr. Xu, didn't you say you wanted to make a deal with me? You might as well tell me."
Damn it, are you teasing me? The last thing Xu Zizhen likes is to be threatened. Since he couldn't run away, he made up his mind. He simply sat on the ground and said casually: "I don't want to talk about it now. If you want to kill me, just kill him."
Li Meng Gao Chong stood next to Xu Zizhen, leaning on the ground with a big gun in his hand. His two young faces were surprisingly calm. Yan Zhao also came back and stood with Xu Zizhen. He also showed no panic, but only anger in his eyes.
The villagers were also silent, no one cried and begged for mercy, and pairs of hateful eyes stared at the Jin, Uighur, and Korean people.
Mo Jingxia's eyes were shining. He had fought with Xu Zizhen several times without getting any favors. Today he finally had the upper hand. He felt indescribably proud.
Wan Yanchang hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Chi Yi, you don't really intend to kill Xu Zizhen, do you?"
Mo Jingxia smiled but did not answer, and said sadly: "Chitang listens to the order, go and invite Mr. Xu here for me."
"yes!"
The dozen or so men in black agreed in unison and ran towards the courtyard through the siege. Mo Jingxia had a smile on his face. He seemed to have seen Xu Zizhen being trampled under his feet and begging for mercy.
Xu Zizhen's face was as dark as water, and he was thinking quickly in his mind. He was not the type to sit back and wait for death. As long as he still had breath left, he would not give up hope.
The men in black were approaching the courtyard and were about to break through the armored army's defense and rush into the courtyard. Mo Jingxia could not help but laugh.
Just at this moment, something unexpected happened, and a sharp sound broke through the air. Then the two men in black who rushed forward let out a scream and fell to the ground, with a knife inserted into their necks.
A feathered arrow, the tail of the arrow was still trembling rapidly.
Mo Jingxia was shocked. As soon as he turned around, he saw two figures, one large and one small, appearing on the two thatched roofs behind him. They each held a long bow in their hands. Before he could shout, several more figures appeared.
Arrows flew out like a volley of arrows, and immediately several more men in black fell to the ground, dead immediately.
The two envoys Wan Yanchang and Goryeo Uighur suddenly turned pale. They recognized that the two people on the roof were Daye and Bao'er, who were excellent archers from Yingtian Academy. There were so many people here, but no one noticed that they were there.
The one who showed up actually allowed them to climb onto the roof safely.
Mo Jingxia immediately realized that something was wrong and shouted hurriedly: "Hurry up and shoot the arrow, kill Xu Zizhen for me!" The dignified Tianluo master was almost vulnerable to their arrows, and at this moment he didn't care about the cannon.
It's a big deal. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid Xu Zizhen will be rescued.
But as soon as he finished speaking, before the archers in the front row had time to fully draw their bows, they saw a fire suddenly light up on another roof, and then the fire cut out streaks of bright light like meteors, and fell into the crowd.
Boom boom boom!
Fireballs suddenly exploded in the crowd, broken limbs and broken arms flew everywhere, screams and exclamations resounded through the night sky, and the encirclement collapsed instantly.
The firelight revealed a dozen figures on the roof, all dressed in black, but they were Song Dynasty costumes. The leader was a young man with a stern expression and murderous eyes. He was Luo Ji. Next to him were Xu Qiqi and Tianjiying.
Everyone.
Luo Ji knelt down on one knee on the roof and said solemnly: "Master, I'm late!"
Xu Zizhen's heart suddenly relaxed, and he smiled and said: "It's not too late, the time is just right." After speaking, he said favorably to Li Meng, "Why are you so stunned? There are hundreds of drowned dogs."
"yes!"
Li Meng Gao Chong was overjoyed. He rushed out with his gun and took advantage of the chaos of the national guards to kill him. Yan Zhao's black face also relaxed, but he did not kill him. Instead, he raised his knife to protect them.
He stood next to Xu Zizhen.
Mo Jingxia was extremely angry and shouted: "Xu Zizhen, you can never escape!"
Wan Yanchang was also confused and shouted in panic: "It's just a few people here, come on, kill! Kill!"
At this moment, a deep shout suddenly sounded from behind: "How hard is it to fight?"
"Who?" Wan Yanchang turned around in shock, only to see a middle-aged woman standing behind him. She held a rein in one hand and two steel knives in the other hand, with a cold murderous look in her eyes.
"Xu Zizhen's mother is one foot green!"
Hu Sanniang uttered eight words coldly, then waved her hand, and suddenly a group of black figures appeared behind her. Everyone was dressed in green clothes, waving big sticks in their hands, and rushed towards the golden man like a wolf.