Baima Ferry, is near the Yellow River, here a few barren forests, the leaves and branches are withered, but the branches are shaking, it looks like the ghost is shaking, and the wind blows on the side, and a chill rushes out of the Yellow River, directly hitting the human body, the thin military uniform on the Jin army is beaten through, but they have been in the bitter cold for a long time, and they have no effect, and the coolness on their backs is only their reaction to the cold, and there is no fear because of the movement on the corpse car.

Zhao Zhen slowly sat up on the corpse car, wiped a handful on his face with his hand, the mud mixed with blood had dried up, and when he was wiped by his hand, it fell down dryly, not into powder, all into soil chips, as if peeling off a layer of human skin.

Ha Mifu glanced at the feather arrow on Zhao Zhen's body, sneered, and said, "I didn't expect that there were still dead souls under the arrows of our Jurchens. He said Jurchen language, Zhao Zhen had been in the Jin Kingdom for several years, and the Jurchen language was not unfamiliar, and he also said at the moment: "You Jurchens are like livestock, inhumane, and naturally you will be surprised that you did not shoot the living." ”

Ha Mifu said disapprerovitically: "Those who say such things are weak, and the sword of the strong is like the minions of the blue wolf, which will only make the loser let out a miserable wail, and will not care about their dying clamour." ”

Zhao Zhen also knew that his tongue was useless, he reached out and grabbed the arrow in his chest and pulled it out hard, threw it on the ground, and then jumped off the car and pulled out the magic stick, but it didn't turn into a stick immediately, Ha Mifu saw the golden belt, he was stunned at first, and then laughed loudly P: "I said that your Zhao family's father and son are the same as pigs and dogs, how can there be a warrior, sure enough, you will only pretend to be dead!" He didn't recognize Zhao Zhen until this time, so he turned around and said, "You remember, the fourth prince said that only warriors are worthy of burial, so that the coward will be thrown into the river to feed the fish in a while." ”

Jin Jun suddenly agreed, and Zhao Zhen responded unmoved: "Whether I can only pretend to be dead or not, you can try it to know." He slowly lifted his belt.

"Zhao Zhen, are you going to use that waist strip to deal with our knife?" Ha Mifu said funny, Zhao Zhen smiled faintly, and did not turn into a stick, just waiting for him to come over and give him a fatal blow.

"Take this little cub down for me!" Ha Mifu shouted, he brought twenty small fans to rush towards Zhao Zhen together, Zhao Zhen didn't expect this kid to do it himself, so he stepped back in desperation, holding the magic stick and shouting: "Huanglong stretch!" The belt immediately turned into a long stick, and it shattered a small fan's head in one fell swoop.

Ha Mifu's eyes couldn't help but light up, and exclaimed, "No wonder Wu Ertai wants to come and take this stick, it turns out that this is a treasure!" After speaking, he pulled out a scimitar from his waist and flew forward, went to Zhao Zhen's side, used the knife to lead Zhao Zhen's eyes, and then kicked Zhao Zhen's lower abdomen with a kick.

Zhao Zhen's horizontal stick was separated from his chest, Ha Mifu was kicking on Zhao Zhen's hazel, his body retreated, and two small knives were slashed towards his back, Ha Mifu shouted in a deep voice: "Don't kill him, take him back and hand him over to the four wolf masters!" With the words, the two Xiaofan had to put away the knife, Zhao Zhen seized the opportunity to stand on the ground, his body stood up, his feet flew backwards, and the two Xiaofan were kicked away.

Zhao Zhen turned on the spot, holding the tail of the god rod with both hands, and with a round of force, all the small fans retreated, they all saw the amazing power of the god wand, but they were afraid of being swept away, Zhao Zhen had to deceive people, dodged forward, danced with the long stick, and kept attacking, and it was difficult for the small fan to get close for a while.

Ha Mifu roared in annoyance, dodged forward, and the scimitar slashed, and Zhao Zhen's stick head was split together, Zhao Zhen's hand was soft, the stick was bounced up, Ha Mifu's strength far exceeded him, although Zhao Zhen's stick method was stronger than him, but it was hard to stop.

Ha Mifu made a move, dodged in, the scimitar turned sharply in his hand, poked into Zhao Zhen's arms, Zhao Zhen must have been insufficient in actual combat, seeing the knife coming, his heart was slightly timid, and he couldn't help but retreat, the two small fans who had been ambushed behind him at the same time drew the gun, the pole of the big gun hit Zhao Zhen's leg bend, Jin Bing used the gun to be loaded with a hardwood pole, the two small fans were ruthless, Zhao Zhen couldn't control himself, he was shocked to kneel forward, and fell to the ground, and when he remembered, Ha Mifu slashed his shoulder with a knife, and Zhao Zhen pounced, The whole person was lying on the ground.

Ha Mifu laughed and shouted, "Boy, get up again!" Saying that, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the magic rod and wanted to grab it, Zhao Zhen desperately grabbed it, but he refused to let go, Ha Mifu kept stepping on Zhao Zhen's hands with his feet, and shouted: "Xiao Nannu still doesn't let go of me!" ”

"I, Zhao Zhen, will not let my Zhao family's ancestors fall into the hands of you dogs!" Zhao Zhen was also ruthless at this time, and screamed bitterly.

When Ha Mifu heard this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Okay, if you don't let go, I will leave you with no hands!" Chop off his hand for me! ”

A small copy of the knife chopped towards Zhao Zhen's hand, the knife was raised, and an arrow flew in, hitting the chest of the small fan, coming out of the back, and rolling back twice with the small fan, and then stopped.

"Who is it?" Ha Mifu shouted loudly, his voice fell, and another arrow flew and shot Xiao Fan, who was standing behind Zhao Zhen, to the ground, Zhao Zhen seized the opportunity to jump up, dodged back, and jumped to the side, getting rid of those small fans.

Ha Mifu couldn't take care of Zhao Zhen at this time, so he beckoned Xiao Fandu to his side, he was a Jurchen, and he knew what it meant to be a hidden archer, and his own people were not enough to kill, so after calling his subordinates to form a group, he shouted: "Do you Song people only hide their heads and shrink their shapes?" ”

"Humph!" A cold snort came from behind a dead tree: "What can you do if you come out of the house!" As he spoke, a man walked out from behind a dead tree.

The person who came wore a Fan Yang felt hat with a handful of red tassels sprinkled on it; Wear a collared white satin shirt tied with a longitudinal thread; Below, the blue and white roads are entangled, grasping the cuffs of trousers, roe leather socks, and hairy cow boots; straddle waist knife, carrying a bow and arrow; Born with a body of seven feet five or six, the boss on the skin is a green mark, and the cheeks are slightly exposed with a little red beard; Staring at a pair of strange eyes, he walked forward, lifted the felt hat on the backbone, and opened his chest; Revealing the soft turban he was carrying, he threw the bow and arrow in his hand to the ground, drew the knife in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Wu Nahu dog, the Sprinkle family is here to rescue, there is a Sprinkle family here, you can't hurt the king of my family!" ”

Zhao Zhen looked at the person who came, his heart moved, and blurted out: "Yang Zhi! ”

"The king, the sinner is too late to save the car, and I ask the king to forgive the sin!" Yang Zhi bowed to Zhao Zhen, and then took a sharp vertical step, blocking in front of Zhao Zhen.

When Ha Mifu saw Yang Zhi come out, he was not so jealous, and sneered: "Song Gou, I'll let you see how powerful the Jurchen warriors are!" After speaking, he flew forward and slashed towards Yang Zhi's head.

Yang Zhi was not in a hurry, just looked at the other party's knife coming, suddenly his tongue burst into a loud shout, raised his hand with a knife, Zheng Zheng made a sound, the knife slammed over, and split the tip of Ha Mifu's scimitar, and then took a step forward, kicked Ha Mifu's waist, kicked Ha Mifu to the ground, followed by a knife at the root of the neck, blood splashed, and he was already no longer alive.

The small fans were in an uproar, Yang Zhi's eyes were full of fierce light, and he flashed forward, slashing left and right, killing people with knives, none of those small fans escaped, they were all chopped to the ground by him, and they were killed and injured.

Yang Zhi took a careful look, and saw that there was no one alive, so he turned around, and Zhao Zhen noticed that the knife in his hand was as bright as a wash, and it was really not stained with blood.

Yang Zhi put away the knife, walked quickly to Zhao Zhen's side, knelt down and saluted, and shouted with some excitement: "King! Yang Zhi, the criminal minister, has a salute with you! ”

Zhao Zhen's heart was agitated, and regardless of the pain in his legs, he reached out to support Yang Zhi, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Qing can come together, which is enough to comfort my heart." ”

Yang Zhi got up and looked at the dead people: "King, let's leave quickly, these Jin soldiers come out to act, if they don't return for a long time, I'm afraid that the Jin camp will send someone to visit, and it will not be good at that time." ”

Zhao Zhen took a look, and saw that the corpses of Fang Qiong and those rebels were still outside, so he looked at the cause of death of these rebels with some embarrassment, and then said: "They saved the lonely king, if the lonely king lets them here, how can they be worthy of them!" ”

Yang Zhi said with emotion: "The king is benevolent, it's just ...... How can we bury all these righteous people, and even if we bury them, when the Jin soldiers find them, we won't dig them up again to retaliate. As he spoke, he pointed to the corpse of the golden soldier on the ground.

Zhao Zhen hesitated for a moment, shook his head firmly, and said, "That can't let them be like this in the Corpse Wilderness!" ”

When Yang Zhi heard this, he couldn't help but look at Zhao Zhen with reverence, and the voice in Zhao Zhen's head sounded: "Get Yang Zhi's love value of 3 points, plus the original 7 points of respect value, which is converted into Yang Zhi's loyalty point of 10 points, full amount." ”

Zhao Zhen refused to abandon these people mainly in the previous life, these rebel soldiers were buried, and now because of his violent corpse or being bullied by the Jin soldiers, he really found it difficult to accept, but he didn't expect to get any respect in exchange, he didn't know what this thing was, so he interrogated with his mind, but the voice was gone, Zhao Zhen knew that the system had not been fully activated, and he couldn't help but be even more annoyed, because he really didn't know how to rescue a royal family.

Yang Zhi saw that Zhao Zhen's face was sad, and he was worried in his heart, so he thought about it and said: "King, five miles to the northeast from here, is the earthen platform where King Cao Mengde Guanwu'an beheaded Yan Liang at the beginning. I wonder what the king thinks? ”

Zhao Zhen couldn't help but nod again and again: "This is the best." ”

At that moment, Yang Zhi carried his bow and arrows, and picked up the horses pulling the cart, and wanted to leave, but Zhao Zhen only took two steps, and his legs hurt so much that he couldn't move, but he was injured by the two golden soldiers.

Yang Zhi saw that Zhao Zhen was in a cold sweat, it was really painful, and he thought about it and said: "King, our carriage will leave a car print, and the Sprinkle family is only afraid that the Jurchens will find it, so it is inevitable to go around, the king's leg is injured like this, and it is not easy to follow, this car is really not able to sit, there is a Guandi Temple in front of it, but the temple Zhu escaped from the fire, but the king sat in the car, and the Sprinkle family carried the king over, and then the king hid there first, and waited for the Sprinkler family to come back, and then protect the king to the south." ”

Zhao Zhen knew that Yang Zhi was afraid that he would follow, and it would be difficult to deal with being found by Jin Bing, so he nodded and said, "Okay, it's all arranged according to Qing." So Yang Zhi drove a few corpse cars and headed northeast.