The cold wind in winter is like a knife, and the world is dark like ink. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was afternoon, and all kinds of shouts rang out in all corners of the street.

No matter how difficult the times are, life still has to go on.

When the barbarian soldiers who were waiting in the infirmary came with muskets, the noise suddenly fell silent.

As if they had rehearsed it countless times, the people quickly retreated to the sides of the street and stood together, their eyes fearful, carefully observing the group of old and young who were bound and held in the middle.

It was evident that they were no stranger to this scene, and although they were frightened, they were in order.

It's not far from the Sanwei Station, so people who live in this area will not be familiar with this kind of scene.

It's just that being able to get used to it doesn't mean being indifferent, looking at this scene, they are still moved.

"See, these people were captured by the barbarian soldiers themselves."

"Well, it must be someone sent by the country."

"Alas, I was still caught!"

"It must be another traitor who killed a thousand knives......"

There was a noise in the crowd, and if you listened carefully, you would find that everyone was talking about the same thing, and everyone was discussing the identities of these people.

And most people guessed at the first time that these arrested people must have been sent by the dynasty, but in fact, this group of old and young people did not look like capable generals sent by the dynasty, but they were still willing to believe it.

Perhaps, this is because they have not given up hope and have always looked forward to the performance of the country to drive away foreign enemies.

Tie Xiong also stood in the crowd, wearing a bowler hat with a low brim, silently watching the barbarian soldiers pass in front of him.

He quietly listened to the people's discussions, and also felt most deeply that it was just dozens of barbarian soldiers who could be so arrogant in the land of Great Xia to be watched by countless Xia people, swaggering and holding the Xia people majestic.

Countless people around him were discussing, but no one dared to take a step forward, so they could only watch in horror and desolation, watching carefully.

"Alas, Liudaokou will add a few wisps of grievances tomorrow......"

As the barbarian soldiers walked by, the crowd gradually began to disperse, and an old man behind Tiexiong shook his head and sighed, and then continued to sit in front of a shop and began to repair his shoes.

Others repeated their efforts to survive, and it was business as usual.

Tie Xiong looked at everything around him, there were only dozens of barbarians, and there were my Xia people in all directions, but in the end, he could only accept his fate under their might......

It's not the first time I've seen this scene, but Tie Xiong's heart is still a little sad.

However, there was no resentment in his eyes, only sadness.

"The people have no courage, it is not the sin of the people, it is the sin of the country!"

This is not long after the fall of Mingzhu, the screams of Liu Laosan's family in the tailor shop near the medical hall resounded through the long street, in the face of several barbarian soldiers doing animal things, but the neighbors in all directions closed the doors and windows, and turned a deaf ear, the sixth master had said a sentence.

Tie Xiong clenched his fists, raised his head to look at the back of the barbarian soldier, and followed step by step.

But after taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the old man who repaired shoes.

"Sir, do you fix your shoes?" The old man lowered his head and the needle and thread in his hand were still sewing the soles of his shoes, and he felt that someone was approaching in front of him, but he did not raise his head, and the movements in his hands did not stop, but habitually glanced at the cloth shoes worn by Tie Xiong, and his mouth was already open.

"Master, I don't think these people will die!" Tetsuo said softly.

The old gentleman suddenly paused the needle and thread in his hand and raised his head.

But he only saw a broad back figure turn away, and he stared at it a little blankly, not understanding what the gentleman meant.

Seeing that the man was walking step by step in the direction of the distant barbarian soldiers, gradually walking away, he couldn't help but shake his head, rubbed the needle in his hand on his hair, and was about to bow his head and continue his work.

But he suddenly found that there seemed to be a flash of white light in front of him, and he couldn't help but look at the white light.

However, the next moment, the cloudy eyes on his old face suddenly widened, the messy beard trembled, and his lips began to tremble.

A knife!

Long knives!

In his eyes, the broad back figure in front of him unexpectedly had an extra long knife in his hand that was cold and penetrating.

The old man was frightened, but he seemed to suddenly realize what was coming, and at this moment he was afraid, but he still stood up tremblingly, and looked past the broad figure and looked ahead of him.

That's right, it was the back of the barbarian soldiers who were still arrogantly moving forward, at this moment, the old man didn't run away, he didn't make a sound, his eyes widened, his heart beat like thunder, but he stared at the back, waiting for the next moment of thrilling.

I couldn't tell whether he was scared or excited, the old man was stiff, his eyes were dark and cloudy, but he was excited and excited.

Barbarian soldiers, barbarian soldiers that no one dares to compete with in Mingzhu.

At this moment, a man, a man, pulled out a long knife behind them!

Finally, he saw the figure quicken his pace, so fast that he couldn't see clearly, but he still stared wide, and stared at it, just because he was not mistaken, the man with the knife was rushing in the direction of the barbarian soldier, and he vaguely saw that the blade in the man's hand was no longer hanging down, but was raised.

The old man didn't have much strength anymore, but at this moment, his wrinkled hands clenched into fists and held his breath tightly.

At this time, he was not the only one who saw the long knife.

As soon as someone on the long street looked up, in a blink of an eye, and inadvertently, he saw the long knife raised high, and the indomitable back.

Someone froze, but didn't look away.

Someone screamed, but didn't cover their eyes.

Someone pulled out his leg and ran, but he didn't forget to look back at the knife!

……

No!

It's not a knife anymore!

It's hard to tell how many figures rushed towards the unprepared barbarian soldiers under the refraction of the sun.

Perhaps, in this Pearl City, they have really regarded themselves as high-ranking people, they really think that this land has succumbed to their majesty, and they really think that even if a banner country person walks on the streets full of Great Xia people, he can still run rampant.

The mountain guard, not far ahead, they don't believe, and they can't believe it, that someone dares to draw a sword against them here.

"Poof!"

Maybe it's because Tetsuo's speed is really terrifying, or maybe it's because the barbarian soldiers haven't been instructed yet.

In short, a venerable barbarian head fell to the ground without warning in full view of everyone, the knife was too sharp, the barbarian had not yet fallen, and the blood spurted from the chest cavity extremely high, extremely high.

In the sun, the whole long street suddenly fell silent.

"Kill!" Bathed in blood, Tie Xiong's voice was condensed.

"Enemy Attack ......" Almost at the same time, the barbarian general riding a tall horse finally believed this fact from his blood, and he shouted!

However, the voice could not be finished, the sword light falling from the sky was too dazzling, this general may really be a warrior, he did not fall off the horse, he chose to draw the sword.

"Poof!"

The barbarian general's hand was still on the hilt of the sword, and as before, the blood was swaying in the wind, and the headless body had rolled off the horse.

"Shoot, shoot......" The reaction of dozens of barbarian soldiers was not slow, and they had already subconsciously picked up their muskets in shock.

They were not in disarray, even if the commander was dead, even if the danger was imminent, they were still in danger, and they quickly gathered together, and at the same time their hands were on the trigger, ready to shoot.

But unfortunately, melee combat, with the speed of a musket, may not be as good as holding a knife in your hand.

I saw figures flickering in the sun, and in a flash of white light, a person's head was cut off.

Except for the word "kill".

These dozens of masked men were holding long knives and killing silently, which was really like chopping melons like cutting vegetables.

Whether it's a minute or a century, the people on this long street can't measure.

The screaming has stopped.

Those who fled had fallen to the ground.

The old man was already leaning against the wall, his beard shaking.

The battle ended right in front of them, and it was very unreal.

Dozens of masked men held blood-dripping knives in silence, picking up the severed heads from the ground one by one, and then gathered them one by one, like children piling up stones, forming a small tower on the ground.

On the long street, so many people didn't dare to breathe at this scene, watching them fiddle with their heads so calmly.

Someone else came silently to a group of people in the hospital who were tied with ropes.

In addition to Shopkeeper Liu, the rest of the medical hall looked at the masked man who came with a knife, and they were also trembling with fright.

But as a person slashed at the shopkeeper Liu, the shopkeeper Liu was not injured, but the rope on his body was cut, and everyone finally determined that it was the person who saved them.

When everyone's ropes were cut, some masked people pulling rickshaws suddenly appeared in the crowd.

Shopkeeper Liu did not hesitate, and beckoned the medical doctor apprentices who were still too frightened to get into the car.

Soon, they had been pulled away by the car, and the masked men were left alone, standing on the bloody ground, waiting for the heads to be placed.

Tie Xiong held a knife in his hand and came to the young general who was killed, the tips of his shoes were stained with blood, leaving a row of bloody words between his steps.

When everything was done, Tetsuo raised his eyes to look at the crowd on the entire long street looking at his side, turned around and flashed towards the mouth of an alley.

The other masked men, not following, picked up a musket that had not been fired, and looked in all directions, their figures flickering, and soon disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It's like a dream.

With them gone, the colors were fresh again.

Many people stared at the golden tower-like head on the ground in a daze, and the emotions in their eyes were indescribable.

There is endless fear, and there is endless exhilaration.

Can't kill the flag country...... Not far from the entrance of their headquarters, they were beheaded by everyone and put in a Beijing view!

"The barbarian soldier was killed?" I don't know who finally said it tremblingly.

"The barbarians have been killed!" There are also people who seem to have a bad breath in their hearts and repeat a sentence.