The sun was still hot, and as the afternoon drew away, a hot wind was blowing over the fields. Along the post road, the iron eagle galloped on horseback, far away, occasionally you can see the same galloping figure, through the mountains and mountains, and some are still on the distant slopes overlook. After leaving the capital, after passing Zhuxian Town to the southwest, the field of vision has become desolate, but an alternative kind of liveliness has quietly attacked.

Because of such a major event as the assassination of Qin Siyuan, immortals from all walks of life came.

The people of the Green Forest who came over in these four directions, Tie Tianying did not believe that they were all individual visitors, and more than half of them must have their own purposes. This right-wing man made too many enemies at the beginning - when he was in power, he may have half friends and half enemies, but after the fall, there are no more friends, and they are all enemies.

The Green Forest people who came to kill him were to make a name for themselves, and the forces behind the parties were either to take revenge, or to annihilate the black materials, or to keep an eye on the possible black materials not to fall into the hands of others, or to doxx his hidden power again when Qin Siyuan was about to go, so as not to have anything to keep behind...... The reasons for this pile can be present.

It's just that no matter what the overall situation is, the chief arresters would not want to see Qin Siyuan killed in the capital, even if the entire court was secretly clapping after he died, there were still some people on the bright side who would be punished.

When running like this, there were a few green forest people who relied on their horses and chased after them, and when they passed by the crowd, some people who knew each other also said hello to Tie Tianying, and then gradually moved away from the south with an excited face. Iron Aquila gritted his teeth and whipped more often. I quickened the speed of catching up, looked at the backs that were gradually moving away, and scolded secretly: "Damn, I don't know if I live or die......"

Ahead. He hadn't tracked down Ning Yi and the others yet.

A little further south, next to the small post station on the side of the post road, dozens of galloping horses were whirling, several bloody corpses were distributed around, Ning Yi stopped the galloping horse to look at the corpse, Chen Huozi and other veterans jumped off the horse to check, and someone jumped on the roof. He looked around, then pointed in a distant direction.

The sun is shining and it is no longer dazzling......

In a patch of grass in the field. The crowd rushed to fight, and the blood was dripping down. The one-eyed general slashed and slashed with a sword in both hands, and his body was stained with his own blood and the flesh of the enemy, looking like a tiger coming out of the gate. around him. It was six or seven people led by Xu Xiaohu, a personal soldier, who resisted the assassination all the way and fled here.

The two escorted officials had already been left behind, and the assassins attacked, this was a real game, not a small fight by ordinary bandits, Qin Shaoqian ran all the way, trying to find Qin Siyuan in front. More than a dozen Assassins from unknown locations still chased after them along the grass.

"Let's go!"

"Where to go—" A voice came from afar. In the eastern view, a bald-headed monk was galloping. Before the person arrived, the sound of the sound had already shown the other party's strong cultivation, and the figure broke through the sea of grass, as if splitting the waves, quickly closing the distance, and the follower behind him was even far away. Xu Xiaohu beside Qin Shaoqian was also from the White Dao Martial Arts, and he could see at a glance that the other party was powerful, and shouted loudly: "Hurry-"

The group was also galloping to the southwest, and in front of the field of vision, another group of people appeared, coming towards this side without hurrying. The monk in the rear ran quickly, and in an instant, he waved his hand and threw away an assassin who was blocking in front and didn't know whether to make a move, and attacked the rear of Qin Shaoqian and the others.

The last soldier screamed and slashed with all his might. This is the knife technique on the battle array, putting life and death out of the degree, the sword light is cut out, and he is indomitable, but the monk is really too powerful, he hedges head-on, and actually breaks the soldier's steel knife inch by inch, the soldier spits blood from his mouth, and his body and the fragments of the long knife fly in the air together, and the other party directly chases after him.

"Hahahaha!" I only heard him laugh out loud in the rear, "Poor monk swallows clouds!" Only take the life of the adulterer's family! Acquaintances quickly get out of the way—"

The distance is approaching!

Qin Shaoqian and the others ran all the way, not only evading the pursuit, but also looking for their father's whereabouts. Ever since he knew the seriousness of this siege, he knew that at this time, within a radius of more than ten miles, he might encounter enemies everywhere. As they ran forward, they saw a figure in front of them and turned a slight angle. But the group, on horseback or on foot, approached in an instant.

Qin Shaoqian held the knife in both hands, and suddenly roared angrily from his mouth. In the blink of an eye, the figures were uneven, and a woman's voice came out in the air: "Hmm." Swallowing clouds? The monk was also shouting, "Get out!" The woman's figure flew in the sky like a milk swallow, and her twin knives swirled silently, soaked in the air.

- Mandarin duck knife!

The woman fell into the grass, and the double knife was like flowing water, like a whirlpool, and even pressed a circular area in the long grass. Monk Swallowing Cloud staggered his direction suddenly, and the huge iron sleeve smashed, but the other party's sword light almost touched his sleeve. In this photo, both sides handed over a move, but did not touch each other at all. Monk Swallowing Cloud was about to search for the identity of this young woman from his memory, a young man did not know when he appeared, he was walking from the front, the young man's eyes were calm and calm, and he said, "Hey." ”

The fist is coming!

It was a fist that was as simple as it was to the extreme, sloping up from the bottom to the door of his face, without breaking the wind, but it seemed that the air had been pressed against the fist. Monk Swallowing Cloud was shocked, and a pair of iron sleeves slammed into the past.

Bang -

The huge force surged, and the incomparably dull sound made the swallowing clouds take advantage of the momentum to escape, and the figure shook out two feet away before stopping. At the same time, the Assassin from the rear, who had been sent out by an unknown family, had already bent down to catch up. Someone jumped out of the grass!

Ahead, riding on horseback, a one-armed middle-aged man with a hat pulled out the long knife behind his backhand, and the long knife was drawn in the air, red as blood. The middle-aged man drew his knife upwards and slashed down like flowing water. The assassin who pounced on him seemed to be heading towards the blade, and with a pop, his body was split in two and rolled down in the grass, filling the sky with bloody gas.

There were also a few people around who drew their knives, and there were a few simple sounds, but only the woman with the two knives walked into a circle, the blade swam like a painting, and the brush and brush drew countless blood lines in the air. The Assassin who rushed into her guard. After turning around, I don't know how many knives I was slashed and fell into the grass. Blood stained the ground.

In the blink of an eye, six Assassins were killed, three were wounded, and the rest fled to the surrounding area.

Swallowing Cloud's gaze swept over the group of people, and the thoughts in his mind had gradually become clear. One of the horses in the middle of the team was a maiden, with a veil cloak and a floral dress. There is also a long box behind him, which is clearly the Naha knife Liu Xiaobiao, and the broken arm next to it is the towering knife Du Kill. The woman who fell was Ji Qian'er, the mandarin duck knife, and the one who just threw the punch to Pu was not Chen Fan, who had already killed Sikong Nan as rumored?

The Remnant of the Fathers......

In the previous battle to hunt down Fang Qifo, Monk Swallowing Cloud had already met with them. This time I went to Beijing. Tunyun also knows that there are a mixture of dragons and snakes here. The world's masters have already gathered, but he really didn't expect that this group of evil stars would also come? How dare they come?

But now that we're here, it's not a question of why we dare to come. In a moment's time, the girl in the floral skirt opposite also recognized him, she tilted her head slightly, and then patted the box behind her!

The sword is out of the sheath!

The girl grabbed the giant blade and leaped off her horse, shuffling around and rushing to this side. Monk Swallowing Clouds' footsteps had begun to retreat, and the girl's figure turned around. The pace is getting faster and faster, and it is another circle. Monk Swallowing Cloud turned around and ran, the sword wind behind him howled, and it struck violently.

The giant blade was thrown directly by the girl, the knife wind whistled and swirled, sticking to the tip of the grass and going straight to the cloud-swallowing cloud, the cloud-swallowing monk was also a light achievement, the more he ran, the faster he went, the figure flew out of the air, the long knife swept under him, turned a few circles and slammed obliquely on the ground, the cloud-swallowing monk fell down, and ran quickly.

Throw it with a hidden weapon with a sword, and even the carriage on the front will be smashed to pieces, and any big master may not dare to catch it randomly. If the overlord knife can be pulled out and taken away after it falls, it may be able to kill the other party's face, but where does Swallow Yun dare to carry the knife now. He was running forward, and over there, a group of younger brothers were rushing over:

"Cloud Swallowing Boss-"

"Let's go—" The Cloud Swallowing Monk swept past them like the wind, and the gang hurriedly turned around to follow. Further ahead, someone shouted, "Which mountain hero-" The person who said this was actually a group of hunters from Beijing, about twenty or thirty horsemen. Swallow Cloud shouted: "Anti-thief! There's a thief over there! ”

Fan Chong, the chief catcher who rushed ahead, was confused, and when he saw this group of people running past him, they also ran over there. The distance was shortened, and in front, a woman pulled out the overlord knife on the ground and carried it on her shoulder, slightly stunned. Then the eyes of the woman behind the hat instantly narrowed into a dangerous line.

Fan Zhong was also stunned, he drew his sword with his backhand, and knocked his legs: "Drive!" Give it to me-"In the realm of the capital, I actually met a tyrant and a thief!" It's a real big fish! When he said the words in his head, he almost didn't think about it, and the catchers behind him also subconsciously accelerated, but just after the blink of an eye, Fan Zhong had already strangled the horse's head hard: "-Let's go!" Don't be in love! Let's go! ”

On the opposite side, the cavalry team led by Du Shi and others also rushed over.

Badao Liu Watermelon, Chen Fan, plus a large group of remnants of the Holy Father's Department suddenly appeared here, even if it is the boundary of the capital, thirty catchers will be fed head-on, and there will be no scum left!

As he fled, he took out the pyrotechnic arrow from his bosom and pulled out the stopper.

A cloud of fireworks flew into the sky with a loud sound and exploded.

……

Blood-stained hills.

With a thud, a body was thrown against a boulder, blood flowing, and it shattered into a human form. Around, a piece of corpses.

The huge monk stood in this sea of blood.

All of Zhuji's guards have fallen, most of them have died forever, and those who have opened their eyes are only dying. Several young disciples of the Qin family have also fallen, some have died, and several have broken hands and feet, and they are suffering, all of which were beaten by Lin Zongwu when they rushed up. Among the injured children of the Qin family, the only one who did not have ** was named Qin Shaoyu, he originally had a good relationship with Gao Muen, and was later convinced by Qin Siyuan, and followed Ning Yi in Beijing for a period of time.

He used to admire Ning Yi very much. He broke a leg, spat blood from his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, and he was still trying to crawl towards Lin Zongwu.

Tian Donghan was also alive, he was squirming and struggling on the ground, he held the long knife and tried to reach for Lin Zongwu. Not far ahead, two old men and a middle-aged woman had already gotten out of the carriage, and the old man sat on a stone and looked quietly this way. His wife and concubine stood on each side.

A middle-aged man named Ji Kun picked up the long knife on the ground and walked towards Lin Zongwu. He was the main steward of the Qin Mansion and was responsible for a lot of dirty work. His complexion is cold, but in fact, he doesn't know martial arts, just a pure ordinary person.

"You are all people with status, and this seat does not want to kill them all......"

Ji Kun slashed at his head, Lin Zongwu didn't blink, this knife couldn't get in. The next moment. With a wave of the sleeve of his robe, the long knife turned into crumbs and flew into the sky.

"Main ......"

Ji Kun's face remained unchanged and he picked up another knife. and slashed at the top of his head. Lin Zongwu held his own identity, and he had already given up a knife, and at this time, anger bloomed in his eyes, and he waved his hand violently. Ji Kun's body flew out like a cannonball. Head slammed against the rock. His body fell to the ground and died.

Qin Siyuan looked at Ji Kun's corpse, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.

Lin Zongwu stomped on Tian Donghan, who was crawling beside him, and walked towards Qin Siyuan.

Sunset.

"Treacherous minister, do you know this seat!"

"Your name is Lin Zongwu." The old man's gaze looked to the side, and he could hear that he actually knew himself, though perhaps to survive. Lin Zongwu was also very happy in his heart, and then listened to the old man's words. "Just a villain."

Lin Zongwu frowned, his gaze was as calm as water: "Oh." ”

"The old man has been running for his family and country all his life, and I have done many things." Qin Siyuan spoke slowly, but he didn't say much, just glanced at Lin Zongwu with a sneer, "Green Forest character, no matter how high the martial arts are, the old man doesn't bother to pay attention to it. But Liheng is very interested, the person he admires the most is named Zhou Tong, the old man has heard his name, he died to assassinate Yan Zonghan, he is a hero. It's a pity that when he was still there, the old man never saw him. ”

"Hmph, Zhou Dong Pifu, it's a pity that this seat didn't have time to fight with him......"

"You are a villain, how can you compare to the other party. Zhou Tong served the country and the people all his life, and he was still assassinating the enemy chieftain until his death. And you, a lackey, how dare you appear in front of the old man when the old man is in power. At this time, it's just a little bit of strength, running to grin. ”

The wind has stopped, the sunset is becoming magnificent, Lin Zongwu's expression has not changed, he doesn't seem to even have anger, and after a while, he only has a faint smile.

"It seems that you are begging for death."

The strength in his hands is already accumulating, as long as the other party says that he wants to die, he will go over and slap the other party to death. Now that he is the leader of the Great Light Sect, even if the other party's status is high before, he will not be insulted and show mercy to his subordinates.

The old man's gaze, with only a hint of pain as he glanced at the corpse on the ground, looked into the western sun. What a magnificent sunshine shining on this wilderness and country, this magnificent wilderness and country!

There were voices below, horses' hooves galloping in the distance, and unknown fireworks taking to the sky. This is the land of countless living beings, and he still remembers the feelings he felt many years ago, when he first realized the magnificence of this crowd, and he looked at the rules in it, at the avenue of heaven and earth, and at the direction in which so many people should go. He has done a lot of things, he has gained love, he has gained long-looking women, he has gained family, fame, he has tried to cheer up the country, he has tried to save the country......

Ah, after all these years, he has gray hair......

As always, every time he thought about it, he felt tears in his eyes.

In the last warm sunlight, he took the hands of the two people behind him, tilted his head, and smiled slightly.

"Will the old man die at your hands......

He said.

Soon after, Lin Zongwu went berserk on the hill.

……

The horse team galloped in.

There are not many people who can be seen around, but the various means of communication, fireworks make arrows fly into the sky, and the occasional trace of a firefight means that this field has become very lively.

Tie Tianying stopped at the edge of the hill, and when he looked up, faintly, Ning Yi's figure stood in that red.

The sun was shining down from that side.

……

In the field, a large crowd of people converged.

The masters of the Great Light Sect have also gathered.

Some people from the green forest were moving around, and Chen Qinghe had also arrived nearby. Someone recognized the Great Light Sect Master, stepped forward, and asked, "Sect Master Lin, do you remember being below?" How's going on over there? ”

"Brother Kwong Xian." Lin Zongwu arched his hand without any pretensions, and then said loudly, "The traitor has been ambushed!" ”

There was a shout and a roar. Chen Qinghe was shocked in his heart, he knew that Lin Zongwu was building momentum for the Great Bright Sect to enter Beijing, but there was no way to do it. Even if the above asks for guilt after that, with a background, the Great Light Sect will still infiltrate the capital from the bottom, and then gradually become above board through many ways.

Not far away, the monk Swallowing Cloud was hidden in the crowd, secretly obscure, and then thought. Do you want to provoke this Lin Zongwu, tell him the news that the Holy Father's remnants have entered Beijing, and let them fight again.

On the hill to the north. A caravan of horses came up galloping.

"Lin Evil Zen!" An innocent voice was shouting, it was Ning Yi.

Lin Zongwu turned around and looked at the Zhuji people on the hill with a smile, and then he walked forward.

There are only a few dozen people in Zhuji. Even if there is a helper coming. One hundred and two hundred at most. This time, the masters of his Great Light Sect have also come over, such as the Crazy Tiger King Nantuo, the Quick Sword Lu Aiyuan, and the Monkey King Li Ruoque...... There are also many first-class masters, plus familiar green forest heroes, and a lineup of hundreds of people. If needed, it can also be mobilized in a steady stream.

It's a pity that Senior Sister can't see this scene......

When Qin Siyuan was there, the forces of the Great Light Sect could not enter Beijing at all. There is a big bond between him and Ning Yi. This time, it's finally time for reckoning.

He walked towards Ning Yi with a step.

There was another sound of horses' hooves. Then a team of people rushed out from the side, it was the criminal department headed by Tie Tianying, he took a look at the situation, and ran in the direction of Chen Qinghe and the others.

Lin Zongwu's footsteps did not stop, and others slowly caught up, including Chen Jianyu and other green forest warriors, who followed nearby, experiencing the demeanor of this rumored martial artist who was already the number one in the world, and when he narrowed the distance slightly, Lin Zongwu frowned.

There are also many people whose brows have been furrowed.

On the other side of the hill, the shaking did not stop.

When the distance between the two sides was closer to more than twenty zhang, the people in front finally stopped, and Lin Zongwu confronted Ning Yi on the hill, he looked at Ning Yi's pale expression - this was his favorite thing. But there were still doubts circling in their hearts, and after a while, there were still people in the formation lying down, listening to the ground, and many people showed puzzled expressions.

It's already late.

Within the limits of the hill, the figure of the first war horse leaped out, and the galloping horse team was like a shadow covering the sky, and the roar broke through the ground. The huge waves of iron hooves stretched to the left and right, overwhelming the sky.

"Let's-"

Lin Zongwu roared like thunder.

The Yunyun monk, who had been eating jerky for a long time, threw the thing in his hand: "I--"

He turned and ran.

Hundreds of people turned and ran.

Not far away, there seemed to be someone following the signal.

The iron cavalry swept and directly approached the rear of everyone. Lu Yuanyuan, a master in the Great Light Sect, turned around and swept with his sword, and the two spears broke through his direction, stabbing his back from his chest and lifting him high, and before he was torn apart, he was also pushed by the galloping horse to fly in the air for a distance, and the sword was swung wildly.

Lin Zongwu pushed the two subordinates forward, he turned around suddenly, punched out, and punched a rushing war horse and flew out, this was really a thunderous momentum, and the people who glanced back with the afterglow didn't have time to applaud, and then the cavalry long knife that came rushing slashed down, and in a blink of an eye, one handle, two handles, three handles, and four handles...... Lin Zongwu's huge body flew out like a giant bear, he rolled and strode on the ground, and then continued to run away.

Those who were running slowly behind, who had not had time to mount their horses, had been submerged in a sea of iron hooves, and on the field, ghosts cried wolves, and blankets of flesh and blood were spread.

On the hill over there, the sunset was like fire, and Ning Yi raised his head on the horse, and there was still another scene on the mountain in his eyes.

When the enemy came, the old man and his two wives chewed the pills in their mouths. There are all white-haired three people snuggling together, even Lin Zongwu, who was crazy, didn't dare to destroy it in the end.

Qin Siyuan, the generation of prime ministers who organized the Northern Expedition, organized the anti-Jin, organized and guarded Bianliang, and was infamous behind his back, was sentenced to exile on the sixth day of the fifth month. On the evening of the ninth day of the fifth month, he bid farewell to this world forever in a place only a few dozen miles outside the city of Bianliang, since he was a young man, and in the end, his soul has never really left this city that he dreams of.

For a long time after his death, those who participated in his murder were known as "righteous men" by most people. (To be continued......)

PS: This chapter is 6,000 words.