The night faded, the blue light covered the land, and a small town loomed in front of it, and the morning was the quietest time of the day, and the chickens and dogs fell into a deep sleep. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In an inn outside the town, the wine flags outside the door were gently waved, the lanterns were dim, and a few horses were tied to a few cars outside, and through the half-open door you could see a sleeping man lying on the table inside.

This kind of foot shop located on the official road is day and night, providing convenience for people who are rushing day and night, the sound of horses' hooves on the road came a team of people and horses, there are not many people and horses, seven people, black armor, even if it is a night road, the queue is also neat, the first soldier led by the roadside shop, stretched out his hand and pointed: "Take a break." ”

When the armoured soldiers came to the shop, the arrival of the new horses made the mules and horses tethered to the side commotion, but the men inside were still asleep unnoticed, until the black-armored soldiers stepped forward and pushed open the door and knocked on the table.

"How... What do you want... A pot of tea and wine is counted as another money..."The guy jumped up and drooled and reported a string of idiomatic words, "There are two more rooms in the upper room... Feed doesn't cost money..."

The black armor soldier said in a wooden voice: "Seven bowls of clear soup and white noodles, seven catties of beef." ”

The guy rubbed his eyes and said, "Okay... Ho.." When I came back to my senses, I saw the seven people in front of me retreating in fright, slamming into the table and making a clanging sound.

The seven black armors didn't pay attention to him, and had already sat down at the two tables separately, the long knives and bows on their backs had not been removed, and they were sitting upright, as if they were getting up and leaving the next moment.

The guy leaned against the table and moved back in fear, stammering, ".. Slightly.. Wait a minute.." He turned around and stumbled in.

Then there was a commotion from within, and the seven people sitting in the hall could tell that it was the cook who was called, and there were men and women muttering and complaining, and the men whispering, and then the tongue-smacking and whispering, followed by the clanging of pots and pans, mixed with the whirring of the fire..... The kitchen is busy, kneading and cutting dough, and the aroma of meat gradually diffuses.

The seven black armor people sat upright in the hall without the slightest slackness, and after a while, footsteps came from behind, and the door curtain was lifted, and the man walked with the tray and the four bowls of noodles that were shaky, and behind him there was a woman holding the remaining three bowls of noodles....

"The guest officer is slow to use..."

"Go get the beef..."

The two of them were a little flustered in the noodle bowl, the clear soup with green leaves and white noodles swaying, spilling the soup, muttering while muttering, the hall became a little lively, and there were footsteps outside the door.

"It smells so good... Kang'er, do you still have noodles?" asked an old man, carrying a basket behind him and clutching an iron fork in his hand.

A black armor glanced at him, this kind of old man is very common, the old man can't sleep and wakes up early, and runs to the road to pick up dung and burn the fire...

The guy was even more panicked when he saw it: "Hurry up, hurry up, you dung picker... There's a guest, it's stinking to death..."Holding the tray to retract the steps to go inward, raising his hand and waving it as if to drive away.

When the woman who had set up the noodle bowl over there saw it, she was very anxious, and threw the tray and shouted, "... Take the beef.."

Ah, the voice was sharp, and the breath of the entire hall seemed to be tight.

With a thud, the tray was thrown off the knee and slammed straight into the face of a black-armored soldier sitting at the table, and with a thud, a short knife stabbed him in the chest.

The wind seemed to be whistling from all directions.

The tray in the hand of the man who was about to go to the door to drive away the old man who picked up dung slashed horizontally at the neck of a nearby black-armored soldier, and the iron fork in the hand of the old man who entered the door also stabbed at the black-armored soldier.

The sound of shouting, the sound of weapons, mixed with the sound of the wind, instantly tore through the room.

The black-armored soldiers were still sitting upright, as if they were shocked by this sudden change, but at the moment when the short knife tray and iron fork approached, the black-armored soldiers raised their hands and choked.

A thick layer of black armor bracers on their hands collided and clashed, and sparks flew everywhere.

In the morning light, in the sparks, under the reflection of the frantically shaking lanterns hanging in front of the door, several figures in the room collided wildly, the tables and chairs rolled with a bang, and the choking weapons and iron armor intersected.

A black-armored soldier turned around and slammed it, his fist was like a knife, and the thin woman in front of him shook and stood unsteadily, but the next moment she was attached to the front of the black-armored soldier, and the piercing sound slashed through the iron armor, and the short knife in his hand actually sank into the pieces of scale armor, and blood gushed out instantly, and the black-armored soldier let out a roar, and hit the woman's head with both fists.

Draw the knife or send it to death.

The short knife in the woman's hand did not retreat, but even more of a spin, and the scales on the front chest of the black-armored soldier were generally cracked and fell, and the whole piece of skin and flesh was peeled off.

With a bang, the wind struck, and the woman turned her waist and bowed her head, and an iron fork passed over her and smashed straight into the black soldier's fists, and thud, the black soldier fell backwards, smashing a table and not moving.

Without a moment's pause, the iron fork collided with the long knife drawn by the black armor soldier on the other side, and the long knife flew to the roof, but the armor soldier did not panic in the slightest, and his hands felt out the double thorns from his waist and rushed forward, and the iron hairpin and the double thorns collided together, and they were thumping together.

The three of them fought six people, neither falling nor dominating, and there was a bang in the small hall, the tables, chairs, benches, bowls and chopsticks flew with the sword light and sword shadow, and both sides were injured in an instant.

A long knife slashed down the man's shoulder, and the long sword in the man's hand stabbed into the throat of the black-armored soldier, and blood splattered at the same time.

The two sides retreated from each other for a moment, but then they killed again, no one cared about the dead, and the injured did not care, and the three of them fought five people, and the fight was even more hearty.

The two black-armored soldiers were forced to the wall, and at this moment, the wall was actually pushed to the ground, and the two armored soldiers were smashed to the ground, and before the three of them stepped forward, a hammer was swung out inside, and the heads of the two armored soldiers were smashed in an instant.

Four people against two, you live and die, the sound of loud shouts, the sound of blade clashing, boiling, flesh and blood flying, gorgeous.

The long knife waved, the woman's short knife man's long sword was knocked away, and the person also fell, the old man holding the dung fork swooped over and hugged the long knife of the black armor, the long knife passed under the old man's armpit, the black armor roared angrily and flipped his hands, the blood under the old man's armpit was like a spring, and he did not retreat but slid forward, all the way to the blood, the iron fork in his hand pierced into the chest of the black armor, and with a bang, the iron hammer smashed from the side, and the black armor fell in sight and suppressed the old man.

The woman and the guy who rolled to the ground ran into another black armor, and the two of them pressed him left and right against the door panel, and with a roar, the hammer struck, and blood bloomed on the door panel.

The overwhelmed door panel fell outward.

The horses grazing outside the door were frightened and made a noise, and the lanterns hanging at the door fell to the ground with a bang, and the morning light seemed to be bright for a moment, and the noise gradually dissipated like the smoke of confetti flying from gas.

Silence returned early in the morning.

The small inn hall was full of blood, only one big man was standing, and the rest were lying on the ground.

"Sister Miaomiao, are you alright?" the man propped himself up from the black-armored corpse on the door panel and looked at the woman lying on the other side.

The woman moved, turned over on the spot, and gasped, "It's okay, it's okay." He suddenly got up at the thought of something, "What about the old swish?"

The man also got up and limped to search, and at a glance he saw an iron fork piercing through a black armor. The black armor is huge, and he can't see the person pressing under him clearly, only the scattered white hair... The man fell to his knees, wanting to cry and laugh, but suddenly a voice came.

“... Are you done?"

A low, rat-like voice came from beneath the black-armored corpse.

The guy who knelt on the ground snorted, fell backwards with his hands propped up, raised his foot and kicked at the dead body, and scolded: "You old swish, don't forget to pretend to be dead at this time... You think this is on the Xiliang battlefield..."

The woman also sat back on the ground, looked at herself and the old man who crawled out from under the dead body, all covered in blood, and said, ". . . It's been a long time since I killed anyone... Seven are so struggling. ”

When the words fell, there was a sharp whistle in the wind outside, and several people suddenly changed color.

"There's five more people coming!" said the man.

The old man who had just crawled out crawled under the dead body again, and the man laughed and kicked him, and the old man muttered that he couldn't fight, he couldn't fight....

The woman raised her hand and brushed her loose hair, and said, "Okay, okay, let's go." With that, he picked up his short knife and got up.

The man jumped to his feet, grinning about the wound, but he didn't stop.

The old man who was crawling on the ground muttered and stretched out his hand to pull out his iron fork vigorously, looking at the man with the hammer who was about to walk over: "You pull me a little bit of iron... I ran out of energy. ”

The hammer man did not speak from beginning to end, but stretched out his hand and pulled the iron fork and the old man brought it up, and the old man sighed and carried the basket on his back..... No one stopped, or muttered or limped forward in the morning light, and with a bang the inn was on fire, and the mules, horses, and cattle outside scattered and fled.