PS: Thank you to the crazy sword master of troubled times for your great recommendation, and thank you to Wei Ningxiang for your domineering reward!
More than a dozen large ships were leaning against the shore, with their flaming red battle flags folded up and their sails lowered. The masts looked a little bare and ugly. A black crow flew from nowhere, flying from a distance.
It flew up and landed on the mast, and chirped twice. The sound was as harsh and unpleasant as metal friction, but it seemed to appreciate its own singing voice. I couldn't tell where on the ship it was shooting from.
A crossbow arrow came out and hit the black crow accurately.
With a scream, the black crow fell from the mast. A supervisory guard dressed in black came over, picked up the black crow that was not dead, pulled out the bloody crossbow arrow and put it back into the repeating crossbow.
The offending bird was thrown out of the boat. With a snap, the dead crow fell on the water, causing ripples in circles.
The person from the Overwatch Council looked at the dead crow and curled his lips.
It was quiet and peaceful on the big ship, but the black crow who was looking for death destroyed this tranquility. A crossbow arrow broke through the void, and also broke the black crow's body. At the same time, there was also a momentum.
Zhao Da looked at the inspection guard who shot the black crow to death with cold eyes. The elite soldiers on the ship had already ambushed. On the surface, it seemed that there were only a dozen black-clad inspection guards on the ship chatting idlely. This was a kind of concealment.
The murderous intention in the calm was broken by a bird and a crossbow arrow. That arrow vented the accumulated murderous intention that had accumulated thicker and thicker, like a large formation without any flaws.
Suddenly, the formation's eyes were smashed by a meteorite from outside.
"idiot!"
Zhao Da sighed and turned around and entered the cabin.
When General Zhao Ba saw Zhao Da coming in, he put down the Mo Dao he was wiping and said, "Master Commander, is it true that someone is eyeing our fleet?"
Zhao Da said coldly: "Don't forget what the Supervisory Yuan does."
He was in a bad mood, very bad, so his attitude towards Zhao Ba seemed a bit stiff, but Zhao Ba didn't care. He smiled, lowered his head and continued to clean the knife. This heavy Mo knife was his special
It was made. It weighed more than eighty kilograms and was just right for dancing with his arm strength. Such a heavy sword could not be used by a strong man like him. I don’t know what materials the blacksmith added to the sword to make this sword look beautiful.
It looks like a very thick black color. Even the blade is black.
Zhao Da sat down, drank tea, and watched Zhao Ba cleaning his knife.
"You've been cleaning the knife all day, aren't you bothered?"
Zhao Da couldn't help but ask.
Zhao Ba raised his head and glanced at Zhao Da, and smiled honestly: "You have to be kind to the guy who takes advantage of you. Weapons have feelings. If you are kind to it, it will be kind to you. Just wipe it clean.
If it's clean, it can help you kill all the enemies."
Zhao Da snorted from his nose and seemed not to care about Zhao Ba's words. He looked calm and indifferent, but in fact he was deeply moved by what Zhao Ba said. This was the second time he heard someone talk about weapons.
There is life. The first person who said this to him was his younger brother Zhao Er. This reminded him of his younger brother's serious and even solemn way of wiping an iron gun. Unconsciously, the corner of his mouth raised an arc.
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Zhao Ba saw his expression gradually changing, the coldness gradually being replaced by a touch of warmth. Zhao Ba smiled naively, said nothing, lowered his head and continued to clean the knife.
Zhao Da slowly came back to his senses from his memories. He seemed to be a little bored with a pure warrior like Zhao Ba. He stood up and walked to the door of the cabin. He only took one leg out and his body suddenly froze at the door.
As if sensing something was wrong, Zhao Ba raised his head and looked over.
I saw Zhao Da slowly retreating step by step. However, his steps were very stiff and helpless.
A sword, like autumn water or the cold moon, was pressed against Zhao Da's chest.
One person, wearing a brocade robe, official boots, and a marquis beaded crown, had an expression on his face that was half-smiling, seemed very happy, and seemed disappointed at the same time.
Yu Xiaolou.
"Yu Xiaolou?"
Zhao Da asked as he retreated.
Yu Xiaolou smiled, showing his beautiful white teeth.
"Zhao Da?"
Zhao Da sighed and said: "It's a pity, but it's gratifying."
Yu Xiaolu said: "It's a pity that after so long of deployment, more than a dozen crossbows and hundreds of elite soldiers were defeated by an ugly black crow. As long as one person's position changes, there will be a flaw. Fortunately,
Because Liu Ling, the king of Han, is not on the boat, my trip is in vain, right?"
Zhao Da nodded and smiled appreciatively: "That's right, not biased at all."
Zhao Ba stood up suddenly, pointed his sword at Yu Xiaolou and scolded: "Stop, abandon your sword!"
Yu Xiaolou tilted his head, looked at Zhao Ba, smiled, and said one word seriously: "Okay!"
So, he really stopped, put the sword in his hand on the table aside, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Zhao Ba, his face was very dull, and there was a sense of confidence and paranoid confidence in the plainness.
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Zhao Ba took a step forward with the sword in hand, then paused, put the heavy Mo Dao aside, took off his helmet, took off his armor, and strode towards Yu Xiaolou. Zhao Da suddenly stepped forward to stop Zhao Ba,
However, he was forced to retreat by a nondescript finger extended by Yu Xiaolou. Zhao Da had no choice but to retreat. That finger, pointed out in such an ordinary way, blocked all Zhao Da's way forward.
"Don't go there!"
Zhao shouted.
Zhao Ba frowned and then shook his head.
He strode forward and raised a fist, like a thunder or a strong wind, hitting Yu Xiaolou's face. There was an expression of appreciation on Yu Xiaolou's face, and his outstretched index finger slightly changed its direction.
Facing Zhao Ba's fist. When Zhao Ba's fist reached not far in front of him, Yu Xiaolou's fingers moved extremely quickly from top to bottom, Rufeng nodded. With a pop, this finger that looked white and clean,
It pierced the back of Zhao Ba's hand. The fist suddenly stopped and could no longer move forward. That finger pierced the skin, flesh and blood, and also pierced the bones of the hand.
"Why don't you use the sword?"
Yu Xiaolou asked seriously.
"Because you abandoned your sword."
Zhao Ba answered seriously.
Blood continued to gush out from his fist and fell on the floor, outlining plum blossoms. His fist stopped in mid-air, unable to move forward or retreat, as if he was imprisoned in a cage or nailed to death. But his face
There was no expression of pain at all, not even a frown. After answering Yu Xiaolou's words, Zhao Ba raised his left fist and punched Yu Xiaolou's nose. Yu Xiaolou's left index finger was inserted into the back of Zhao Ba's right fist.
, with a slight move, Zhao Ba's right fist hit his left fist uncontrollably, with a bang, at least six fingers were broken on both hands. Zhao Ba frowned, grinned, and then
He gritted his teeth.
"Why remove the armor?"
Yu Xiaolou asked seriously.
"Because you're not wearing armor."
Zhao Ba still answered seriously.
Yu Xiaolou nodded and withdrew his index finger from Zhao Ba's right hand: "You are a real man, General Chun. I won't kill you."
Zhao Ba lowered his head and looked at his two hands, then he struggled to lift up his clothes, tore off a strip with his teeth, and wrapped his right fist tightly with difficulty.
Wrapping it all up, the blood quickly soaked into the cloth and flowed down his arm. Wrapping his fist, the broken fingers could still clenched the fist.
"I'm not as skilled as you, but I want to kill you."
Zhao Ba said seriously.
"Why?"
"Because you are the prince's enemy. You came here to kill the prince. I will kill anyone who wants to do harm to the prince. I won't spare any one."
"You can't kill me."
Yu Xiaolou glanced to the side. Zhao Da had found a repeating crossbow from somewhere and was pointing it at him.
"Even if you add a repeating crossbow, you can't kill me."
Zhao Ba didn't seem to care. He looked at his left fist with four broken fingers and didn't seem to feel any pain.
"Then we will die together. If we can't die together, then I will fight to the death to fight for him and kill you."
He spoke very calmly, as if he didn't care about his life or death.
Yu Xiaolou frowned: "Are Liu Ling's subordinates all real men like you?"
Zhao Da shook his head and said: "There are still pure villains like me."
Yu Xiaolou tilted his head and thought for a while, then smiled: "I finally understand why Liu Ling is invincible. Because he has subordinates like you, he is almost invincible."
Zhao Da pointed the crossbow at Yu Xiaolou and said word by word: "You are wrong. Because of the prince, we are fearless. Those who are fearless are invincible."
Yu Xiaolou raised his chin and his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky: "Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, your fearlessness is meaningless. I can kill you casually, but the men you arranged outside are not able to kill you at all.
Don’t dare to rush in.”
He smiled: "My people dressed up as me and walked south, and the people from your Overwatch Council followed. So, I came here and brought back the beautiful female leader of your Overwatch Council."
Outside, Huang Han, the number one master under Yu Xiaolou, held a knife in his hand. The blade was pointed at Chen Ziyu's neck. There was already a trace of red line on his throat, and the red line on his fair and slender neck was shocking.
Dozens of guards, assassins, and hundreds of elite soldiers from the Overwatch Council surrounded Huang Han, but they did not dare to get too close. Chen Ziyu was the head of the Third Division of the Overwatch Council and the prince's woman. Huang Han controlled
She is like adding a talisman.
Yu Xiaolou looked at Zhao Da and said, "Tell me, am I sure of victory?"
Zhao Da sighed and dropped the serial crossbow on the ground.
Yu Xiaolou smiled and said: "It is undeniable that the Han Oversight Council is indeed very powerful, but the more powerful it seems, the greater the flaws. In fact, I don't know if this woman can blackmail you. Since you abandoned the company
Nu, I can only guess that that beautiful woman is the woman of Liu Ling, King of Han Dynasty, that’s why you are so scrupulous. The commander of the Overwatch Council will definitely not be a compassionate person, nor an indecisive person, I guess
Is it right?"
"Just because of this small flaw, because of one woman, even though there are many of you, you are still defeated."
Yu Xiaolou smiled brightly: "Even if I can't kill Liu Ling, what's the point of being disappointed? Killing the commander of the Supervisory Yuan is equivalent to cutting off one of Liu Ling's hands. Killing that woman is equivalent to killing Liu Ling.
It was a brilliant victory to gouge out Liu Ling's heart."
"Never get carried away when you think you have the chance to win."
A calm word sounded outside the cabin. (To be continued)
