By the time both sides of the fight saw clearly what was going on, they were already surrounded by layers of people.
The two sides, who were not clear about the situation for a while, could no longer fight and quickly retreated.
They looked at the people surrounding them, all riding tall horses, some wearing armor, some wearing fancy clothes, and an invisible pressure rushed towards them.
At this time, an opening opened in the encirclement, and a man walked toward the center on horseback. This man's posture was as tall and straight as a pine tree, and his aura was as strong as the sun. Under his sword-shaped eyebrows, he looked around coldly with a pair of eyes as bright as cold stars, as if he was looking for someone.
Holding someone.
"Dad?" Ruyi, who was behind Yan Bicheng, looked over to see the people on the horse and shouted loudly.
He Zexu, who was on horseback, heard his daughter's voice, and the tension in his heart became even tighter. When he followed the sound and looked over, he happened to see a young man running out of the crowd and running towards him.
The voice belonged to her daughter, and it turned out that she had been disguised! He Zexu urged his horse to meet his daughter.
"Are you injured?" He asked nervously as he dismounted and looked at the blood all over his daughter's body.
Ruyi shook her head and choked up: "Other people's blood." Suddenly, she saw the Yangli Prince Qi Wensheng pulling up the cotton towel to cover his face and slowly retreating back.
"Dad, Qi Qisheng is here, the one wearing the blue brocade robe." Ruyi ignored her and threw herself into her father's arms, pointing in one direction and loudly telling him.
Hearing his daughter's words, He Zexu immediately looked over there and could no longer see the figure in the blue brocade robe, but it didn't matter. More than a thousand people led by him had surrounded the place layer by layer, and Qi Qisheng could not fly without wings.
"Don't worry, he can't escape." After He Zexu finished speaking, he looked at the group of people behind Ruyi.
"Dad, they are good people, it is the daughter they saved." Ruyi felt something was wrong when she saw her father's expression, and quickly explained.
Hearing what his daughter said, He Zexu's eyes softened slightly when he looked at her.
At this time, several more people came over on horseback, and it was Leng Wuyi and Yu Boqing who were among them.
"First go with Uncle Leng and wait for your mother outside." He Zexu handed Ruyi over to Leng Wuyi.
"Mom is here too?" Ruyi blurted out.
He Zexu smiled and nodded, looked at his daughter up and down again, confirmed that she was really not injured, and signaled Leng Wuyi to take her to the outside quickly.
Ruyi was carried onto the horse by Uncle Leng. Before leaving, she turned to look at Yan Bicheng. She knew that now was not the time to say thank you.
"Let me go, master, he is actually the son of the God of War, King Ji?" Yan Bicheng's subordinate was shocked.
But I was also very surprised in my heart. Why is the son of King Ji, the God of War, so good? He is not weak, but a little quieter. Or maybe it is King Ji, the God of War, who does not want his children to become military generals?
"This king's order is to annihilate everyone except Qi Qisheng in the blue brocade robe." He Zexu pointed at the crowd on the other side, his voice without any warmth.
"It's an order." Zhuo Yan responded, turning his horse's head to face his army and shouting loudly.
"King Ji, we also want to join the war, but I don't know if it is possible." Yan Bicheng stood up and asked loudly.
He Zexu looked at him, and then at the injured men and horses behind him, but they all held their weapons and were eager to try: "Yes."
After agreeing to the other party, He Zexu got on his horse and rode in a certain direction. Qi Qisheng told you that this time there would be no return.
He was a little worried, not that Qi Qisheng would escape, but that his men would kill him in a chaotic fight.
He wanted to end Qi Qisheng's life with his own hands.
I originally thought it was a pity that I couldn't find this bastard in person, but I didn't expect this guy to actually come to my door. I really don't know if he thinks it's safe in the dark? Or he's just too conceited.
He Zexu's people can handle these hundreds of people with a crushing style. In addition, there are more than 200 people on Yan Bicheng's side who are still capable of fighting, and several hundred people on Qi Wensheng's side are trained
Dead soldiers and desperadoes alike have lost their previous momentum and are no longer strong enough to resist.
During the fighting, the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller. Occasionally, there would be some clever guy lying on the ground pretending to be dead. Unexpectedly, there would be people outside who would check carefully. If anyone was still breathing, they would immediately make up for it to make sure they were completely dead.
In the end, there were only a dozen of Qi Qinsheng's men left, including seven or eight dead soldiers and a few Jianghu people, all of whom were wounded and carrying weapons.
Everyone, including Qi Qisheng, was ashamed, angry and annoyed, because the reason why they could survive until now was not because of their great kung fu or their great fortune.
They were simply the ones who were encircling and suppressing them. They deliberately did not kill them, but instead teased them like a cat catching a mouse!
"He Zexu, did you get your famous title of God of War by bullying the many and bullying the few?" Qi Wensheng knew that he might not be able to escape, so he pointed at the man on the horse irrationally.
scolded.
He Zexu, who was standing on the horse, was not annoyed. He pointed at the people surrounding Qi Qisheng and said: "Would any of you throw this guy out to me? I..."
Before he could finish his words, a Jianghu man behind Qi Qisheng raised his leg and kicked him out.
"Thank you, King Ji, for sparing Xiao Xiao's life." The Jianghu people flattered him and stepped forward to clasp their fists to express their thanks.
He Zexu glanced at him: "You have such a rough temper, how dare you come out to do this kind of business? Who threw this guy out? I will reward him with a happy death."
What's more, you just didn't comply with my request and threw him out, you kicked him out."
"You, you?" The guy who originally thought he had a chance to survive turned red with anger at these words, but couldn't say the third word because a figure flashed past him, and he only felt his throat
I was lightly scratched by something, and then I felt something gushing out from my throat.
I reacted and covered my neck, but it was in vain. Before falling down, I watched with open eyes that several surviving people were also killed and fell one after another.
"Qi Qinsheng, I have heard that you often call yourself an orphan. Well, I will help you, and now you are truly an orphan." He Zexu said as he jumped off his horse and advanced step by step.
Qi Qisheng also held the sword and suppressed the trembling of his body as he looked around. He was the only one left.
From the moment they were first surrounded, the enemy's soldiers and horses were killing them while shouting loudly that the man in the blue brocade robe was left to his master. They repeated this over and over again, even if they were very close to him.
Make a move on him.
Of course, if he tried to take advantage of this, not only would he not get any advantage, but he would also receive a painful blow on his body, which would be painful but not wound or bleed.
Because these people used the backs of knives and fists against him.
At the beginning of the melee, when he still had a lot of men, he thought about changing his clothes, but he couldn't find the opportunity at all.
He Zexu raised his hand and made a gesture, and the men surrounding him immediately moved back some distance. Yan Bicheng, who was also among them, did not understand the meaning of the gesture at first. When he saw that everyone was moving away, he hurried forward.
Back.
He Zexu looked at the distance and made sure that only the bastard in front of him could hear what he said.
"I will fight with you." Seeing him like this, Qi Qinsheng knew that even if he begged for mercy, he would only be humiliating himself, so he came over with his sword...
