Chapter Twenty-Four: Who Are the Fearless Disciples?

"Da Lang, how can you be good?" The two archers asked in exclamation, hiding behind the pillar.

Coach Cao was silent for a long time, and suddenly stomped his feet and said, "That guy is strong and invincible!" ”

He was already panicking.

His name is Cao Xiu, the grandson of Cao Mian, the minister of Western Xia.

Cao Xiu was working in the Flying Dragon Garden in front of the Western Xia Emperor, which was originally a place to raise horses, and later transferred the spies of Song Liaofan to the past integrated management, with a command and a command, a coach and a many, and then a coach deputy envoy, and then the head of the capital.

His coach is only promoted by others, but in fact, the deputy coach has jurisdiction over only 50 people.

Who let his grandfather be in charge of the Privy Council, and his own family is a big family in Liangzhou.

Cao Xiu has experienced battles, but he can't go into battle himself.

He claims to be a character, he is usually in charge of the capital, and his espionage exchanges are also very thoughtful, but he met a ruthless person this time.

This was the first time he had left his grandfather's wings and personally led a spy team deep into the Song Realm.

"I just said that I was so powerful, I didn't want to meet such a thing!" Cao Xiu hated it in his heart.

If he loses this time, the coach will make him afraid that he will not be able to do it.

That's it, if you disturb my grandfather's position as Privy Councillor, it would be very important!

When he heard Li Kou's words "eliminate the evil and do everything", the five words "leave the green mountains behind" rose in his heart.

Those four words instantly made him blushing with shame, and he turned angry.

"This guy is arrogant!" Cao Xiu thought in her heart.

It's just that his five words "stay in the green mountains" have been firmly rooted in his heart.

Who is he?

The young master of the Cao family in Liangzhou has only learned a body of literature and martial arts and has not yet repaid the king!

He is also the youngest coach assistant of the Flying Dragon Garden!

The most important thing is that he is Cao Mian's grandson!

"Even if you encounter the tyrannical one for a while, and see who the character is in the future." Cao Xiu had a plan in his heart.

He heard the sound of footsteps, his heart was crossed, and he immediately spoke a few words quickly with the two people who were close to him in Chinese, that is, Xixia language.

This inevitably taught the Tibetan dressed man to be suspicious.

Why did they avoid him?

Don't you want to hurt him?

The man immediately shouted in the official dialect of the Central Plains: "Mo is not ......"

"Wrong, you're wrong." Cao Xiu said sharply, "The matter has come to this, I must fight to the death, and live up to my reputation as the Cao family in Liangzhou - I will talk to two henchmen about a method of war, if you teach that guy to listen to you, will he be a fool?" ”

The man was still suspicious.

He threatened: "If you dare to come nonsense, don't blame me for being discordant with you!" ”

Cao Xiu said: "You have six people, one is scattered in Huangzhou, and your family is ...... Zampu."

The man nodded and said, "Yes, if you dare to abandon me, you will inform Liu Fa of your Cao family's operation in Hehuang at that time, that guy is the first general of Shaanxi Zhulu!" ”

He's going to threaten again.

It's just that he heard Cao Xiu say quickly: "He's here - I'll take the two of him to resist, you go and kill that Wang Xiaoyi, that guy is useful to the Song Dynasty, I'd rather kill him and Mo Jiao go back to Bianliang City." ”

This arrangement taught the Tibetan people to relax.

He immediately ran behind the curtain with his sword, and when he was near, he didn't see the sound of fighting, and he couldn't help but look back, and his head was struck dangerously.

Cao Xiu didn't say a word, and led the two henchmen to go straight to the Daxiong Treasure Hall briskly, and after a few climbs, they had already crossed the short wall at the back, and they had jumped down and fled at this moment.

"The Han people in the world are all the same cunning!" The guy was in a hurry, and when he saw Li Kou coming straight at him with a gun, he hated it in his heart, and immediately brandished his knife and went straight to the body of a person who was tied hand and foot against the pillar.

Li Kou could see clearly at this time that there was actually a prison in the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Behind the curtains, there were seventeen or eighteen children of five or six years old, seven or eight years old, boys and girls, poor and rich, all holding some snacks, but they were not moved by the fight, and they all looked at him with a simple smile on their faces.

Li Kou couldn't help but think of the little sister and the little brother, and those two Hanhan also had such looks.

He studied in the city, and it was rare to go back once in January, every time he went home, he just got off the train on the hill a few kilometers away, and saw two Hanhan sitting at the door of his house from a distance, looking at the station on the hill together, just waiting for him to come back, he went down the mountain, and the two little people were upside down with their legs, calling "brother, brother" in their mouths, and ran up the mountain from the yard together, one jumped on his back, and the other hung on his lap, giggling.

Li Kou suddenly felt a pain in his heart, he went to the city to study since he was a child, and his younger brothers and sisters did all the work at home.

Li Kou looked at the seventeen or eighteen children, opened his mouth and said, "Don't be afraid." ”

At this time, he felt that the two words were as difficult to say as slippery as a thousand times.

He was stunned, and he screamed.

Li Kou looked at it fixedly, and was furious for a while.

Next to the pillar, there were three people close to him, two boys, also only seven or eight years old, one wearing silk and the other wrapped in a coarse cloth robe, both of them protecting a man who looked to be in his twenties and thirties, the man was bound hand and foot with ropes, and he couldn't speak with a strip of cloth in his mouth, and he was struggling, but he blocked the blade of Sensen's knife and desperately protected the two children behind him.

He glanced at the familiar man, and suddenly shot his knife, and shot him again, intending to pierce him, but when he hit it, he stabbed him in the back of the neck a little.

The man's blood immediately sprayed a lot of the pillar, and he lost his knife, holding his neck with one hand, but there was a smug smile of relief on his face.

At this time, the group of children screamed in horror.

Li Kou looked at the man and said, "Your name is Wang Xiaoyi?" ”

The man was speechless but speechless, and his mouth was still strangled.

Li Kou shot and broke the rope in the screams of the two children, and he looked up to Wang Xiaoyi by a point or two.

Even in modern times, there are very few such sacrifices to protect others.

The man untied the rope from his mouth in two or two times, and struggled to get up, but his right arm was injured by the Nafan man, and he had some difficulty moving.

He said in a Luohe voice: "I am Wang Xiaoyi, the Wang Xiaoyi of the Beijing Division, is the strong man sent by the imperial court to kill me?" ”

Li Kouqi said: "Why did the court kill you? ”

Wang Xiaoyi said: "It seems that it is not - the strong man does not know, I have been a blacksmith for generations, and I have cast iron for the imperial court, and this time I was captured by the western thieves, and the imperial court would rather kill the wrong one than teach the western thieves to steal the iron for casting cannons," he said gloomily, "After all, there is a Ling Dalang, he has great ability." ”

Li Kou didn't understand these and didn't bother to ask, he went over and moved the corpse of the Nabo man to the side.

At this moment, a rain of arrows came from the wall.

It turned out that Cao Xiu saw that Li Kou was not chasing, so he boldly returned and climbed the wall with the intention of sneaking attack.

Li Kou saw that the feather arrow was extremely tricky, they didn't seek to kill him, the feather arrow shot straight at the child, but there were only two people on the wall, where else did it go?

Li Kou sank his waist and stepped on his horse, and his spear flew like a dragon around his waist, and he actually tossed the feathered arrows less than ten zhang away one by one to the side without injuring a single person.

At this time, the fire broke out behind the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Li Kou saw that the two of them were like arrows on the wall, and he knew in his heart that it was not in vain that Western Xia could survive in the Three Kingdoms for two hundred years.

It would be fine if the arrow in one hand was made by an expert, but those three Dingtian were only mid-level officers.

The strength of Western Xia can be seen from this.