"You can't escape, hand over the list and I can give you a good time!"
Less than a hundred miles away from the capital of Great Xia, there was a canyon among the rolling mountains. A group of men in black surrounded a group of soldiers.
Dozens of corpses were scattered on the ground around them. Some of those corpses were wearing military uniforms and some were wearing black clothes.
Obviously there were casualties on both sides.
However, those wearing military uniforms clearly accounted for the majority.
"It's you who can't escape!"
The speaker was a general covered in blood. If Zhou Shu were here, he would definitely be able to recognize him. This man was none other than Huben Military Academy Lieutenant Cheng Yong who had gone to the Casting Division to find the traitor.
Today, Cheng Yong is described as miserable. His originally bright armor is covered with bloodstains, and he doesn't know whether it is his own or the enemy's.
On his cheek, a cut was made by a sharp blade. The blood had stopped flowing, and some of the white flesh was turned out, making it look extremely terrifying.
"This is Daxia! Since you dare to come, then don't even think about leaving alive!"
Cheng Yong roared with all his strength.
"Haha, believe it or not, I can kill you all before your reinforcements arrive."
The leading man in black sneered.
"So what?"
Cheng Yong was undaunted. The Tiger Blade in his hand had already cracked, and his strength had been exhausted. If he tried again, he might not be able to hold on for long.
But there was no trace of fear in his eyes, and he glared at the man in black, "Even if our Tiger and Ben army kill every soldier, we will never lose Daxia's face! Daxia will take revenge on us.
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"Haha!"
The leader of the men in black laughed and said, "Let me tell you, all the high-quality masters in Daxia Capital City have been restrained, and no one will come to save you."
"If we want to mobilize the army, we will have already left Daxia before the army arrives!"
"So, you can go die!"
The leader of the men in black raised his hand, but before it fell, Cheng Yong on the opposite side had already raised the Tiger Blade in his hand.
"Hu Ben Army, kill!"
Cheng Yong shouted.
The only two dozen or so scarred Tiger and Guard troops behind him shouted in unison, "Kill!"
More than twenty tiger soldiers, like thousands of troops, fiercely rushed towards the men in black.
The leader of the men in black sneered twice and dropped his arms heavily.
The men in black, whose number was almost twice as many as that of Huben's army, remained silent as they moved towards Huben's army and killed them.
The two sides collided with each other, and in an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and broken knives and swords fell with a clang.
In just one moment, I don’t know how many people fell down, including tiger soldiers and men in black.
Cheng Yong once again had a scar that was so deep that he could see the bones, and the man in black opposite him was beheaded by him with a knife.
The leader of the man in black narrowed his eyes and slashed a Tiger Soldier soldier several feet away with his sword. As he swayed, he was already in front of Cheng Yong. He slashed Huashan with one move and struck Cheng Yong head-on. p>
"Clang——"
With a crisp sound, Cheng Yong was struck and staggered back. The Tiger Blade in his hand was finally overwhelmed and broke.
A trace of sadness flashed in Cheng Yong's eyes, but it immediately turned into determination.
He held a broken knife in his hand, glared at the leader of the men in black, stepped forward, and fought with him.
Similar scenes occurred in every corner of the battlefield.
No one would have thought that such a group of people would attack Daxia's army so close to the capital of Daxia.
Hu Benjun also didn't expect it.
It was also because of the unexpectedness that people like Cheng Yong were hit by mistake as soon as they came up, and they were unprepared and suffered heavy injuries.
If it weren't for the sharpness of the Tiger Army, I'm afraid even they would have died in the opponent's hands.
However, although the Huben knife is sharp, its biggest weakness is that it is not strong enough.
Logically speaking, the Huben Army is the imperial guard, and their daily task is to guard the palace. Even if the Huben knife is not strong enough, it will not cause any serious harm.
After all, their battles usually don't last too long.
But now, this weakness has been infinitely magnified.
Reinforcements did not arrive, and Cheng Yong and others fell into a bitter battle. The Huben knives continued to break, and the soldiers of the Huben army died in battle.
When Zhou Shu came to the scene, he happened to see this tragic scene.
[The tiger sword you forged successfully kills, and you will be rewarded with two years of cultivation!]
Along the way, Zhou Shu didn't know how many barrages he had seen.
He didn't even bother to feel the changes in his cultivation.
Based on his eighth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, if he wants to break through to the ninth level, he will need a full 512 years of cultivation.
Decades of improvement in cultivation are better than nothing to him now.
"Cheng Yong?"
Zhou Shu lay on the top of the mountain and looked towards the valley below. When he saw the man surrounded by people in the center, who looked like a madman, he felt a little familiar. After carefully identifying him, he recognized him.
"What are the backgrounds of these men in black? How dare they attack and kill the Daxia Tiger Army here!"
Zhou Shu felt cold in his heart and lowered his head lower.
Driven by curiosity, he left the capital and searched all the way here.
Speaking of which, he was also lucky. There were mountains surrounding Daxia Capital and there was more than one road. He also wanted to try his luck. He had already given up watching the fun, but he actually found it!
"It seems like Cheng Yong and the others won't be able to hold on for long."
Zhou Shu saw that Cheng Yong and other tiger soldiers had only about ten people left and were still struggling to hold on, but it was obvious that they had reached the end of their strength.
Cheng Yong seemed to be a little out of his mind, waving the broken knife in his hand in an unorganized manner, and kept shouting "kill"!
The leader of the men in black had a joking look on his face, teasing Cheng Yong and other tiger troops like a cat and a mouse.
"Why haven't the reinforcements come yet?"
Zhou Shu looked back and looked in the direction of Daxia Capital.
This place is less than a hundred miles away from Daxia, and he has already arrived. Shouldn’t those strong men from Daxia have arrived long ago?
There is no movement in the direction of the capital.
Looking at Cheng Yong and others, in their current state, it is God’s blessing that they can last for a cup of tea.
Zhou Shu frowned, and was caught in a battle between heaven and man.
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To save or not to save, that is the question!
"These men in black don't look very strong."
Zhou Shu stared at the men in black and a thought flashed through his mind.
These men in black were able to defeat Cheng Yong and others simply because they had more people. In fact, their strength was not much higher than that of Cheng Yong and others.
Although Zhou Shu does not have much combat experience, his Heavenly Sword Sword Technique is itself a practical sword technique, and he still has the corresponding vision.
Save!
Zhou Shu did not think about it for too long before making a decision.
Although he and Cheng Yong were not friends, they were acquaintances after all.
Moreover, everyone can be regarded as colleagues. If he really watched him being killed, Zhou Shu felt that he would have uneasy conscience in the future.
Moreover, he estimated that these men in black should not be able to hurt him. This was Daxia again. He only needed to wait for Cheng Yong and others to escape from trouble, and then ran to the capital. It was expected that they would not dare to pursue him.
"It shouldn't be too dangerous."
Zhou Shu thought in his mind that if his own life was in danger, he would definitely not take the risk. Although saving others is good, it is not worth risking his own life.
After making the decision, Zhou Shu climbed over the mountain and slipped down into the canyon.
Below, the men in black were making the final move to close the net, completely unaware that a person appeared quietly behind them.
"Humph, since you are so stubborn, go ahead and die. I can still get the list back from your corpses!"
The leader of the men in black swayed, struck in front of Cheng Yong like lightning, and struck Cheng Yong in the chest with a knife.
Cheng Yong tried his best to dodge backwards, and with a stabbing sound, the clothes on his chest were torn by the blade.
Cheng Yong was almost disemboweled by a slight difference.
"List!"
Although he escaped with his life, Cheng Yong's expression changed drastically, and a bloody scroll fell out from his damaged clothes.
He stretched out his hand to grab the scroll. The leader of the man in black laughed loudly and slashed at Cheng Yong's arm with his knife.
Before Cheng Yong can catch the scroll, this knife will cut off his arm.
The leader of the men in black seemed to have seen the scene of his arms flying around, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
"Ding——"
Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and a half-broken knife flew over from nowhere and hit the long knife of the leader of the man in black.
A huge impact came, and the leader of the man in black's arm went numb, and the long knife in his hand was already out of his hand. He stepped back continuously, with a look of horror on his face.
As if a breeze blew by, a figure appeared in front of Cheng Yong.
The figure held a bloody scroll in one hand and a broken Huben knife in the other.
The leader of the man in black shrank his pupils and stared at the man.
"Who are you?"
"Are you from Daxia?"
The man in black was filled with surprise and uncertainty. Wasn't it agreed that Daxia's masters would be delayed for an hour?
"You go first, leave this place to me."
A hoarse voice said.
Cheng Yong was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was talking to them.
"Your Excellency is——"
He looked at the figure in front of him and felt vaguely familiar, but his head was wrapped with a piece of cloth, only his two eyes were exposed, and his face could not be seen.
"Let's go!"
Zhou Shu did not answer, but shouted.
"Leave the Tiger Blade behind and run to the capital!"
Cheng Yong's face became serious and he wanted to say something else, but Zhou Shu shouted impatiently.
"Get out!"
Cheng Yong swallowed.
"Thank you!"
With a hoarse voice, he cupped his hands and threw the broken knife in his hand to the ground.
"Let's go!"
The remaining dozen or so Huben troops put down their Huben knives, supported each other, and fled towards the capital as quickly as possible.
Although they didn't know why Zhou Shu asked them to keep the Tiger Ben knife, they knew that in their current state, even if they stayed, it would only be a drag.
It's better to escape as soon as possible and come back with reinforcements!
When the men in black saw that the Tiger Army was about to flee, their expressions changed slightly and they all took a step forward.
Zhou Shu raised his toes, and a Huben knife left on the ground flew up and fell into his hand.
As soon as he got the knife, Zhou Shu could already feel that this Tiger Blade was made by him.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he looked at the men in black.