Wu Kui rode on the horse led by Xu Zheng himself, and looked at the civil and military officials who knelt on the ground, these colleagues who were in the same court in the past, these should have been the ministers of King Wei, but now they knelt in front of him.

Wu Kui raised his hand lightly and said, "Flat." ”

It is said that people who read the most backbone, and those who practice martial arts are the most unruly, but when everyone heard Wu Kuiyi's command, only a few of them trembled slightly, and most of them took it for granted.

Wu Kui was still expressionless, there was no smile on his face, he looked around with a cautious look in his eyes, then frowned, and asked, "What about Doctor Yu from the official office?" ”

Xu Zheng half-knelt on the ground and said: "An hour ago, Yu Zheng committed suicide at home, and killed 13 members of his family before he died. ”

Wu Kui was a little distracted, and said leisurely: "Yu Zheng has the backbone of a scholar. ”

After saying this, Wu Kui looked at Baiguan, shook his head and said, "The sky is going to die in the Wei family." ”

Xu Zheng's body trembled slightly, but he was born as a military general and quickly calmed down, but this short change was still fully seen by Wu Kui, Wu Kui glanced at Xu Zheng and said, "General Xu looks very uncomfortable." ”

Xu Zheng trembled, and hurriedly bowed his head tremblingly: "After all, the last general was Wei Chen, so he lost his mind for a moment, and begged Wu Xiang for forgiveness." ”

Wu Kui glanced at Xu Zheng deeply: "General Xu misses the old and has a loyal heart, this is not a sin, please get up." ”

Xu Ru stood up slowly, his back was already soaked with sweat, and just now, he obviously felt one thing - Wu Kui moved to kill!

Wu Kui patted the horse lightly and said softly, "Enter the palace." ”

The group walked towards the palace in a mighty manner, Wu Kui took the lead, followed by Xu Zheng and several generals in charge of the army, and the rest of the officials were all on foot.

The streets had long since been cleared and empty, and some brave people looked curiously through the windows at the army walking on the streets, unaware of what was going to happen.

When he walked to the corner of a street, there was a sudden commotion in the front army, and Wu Kui frowned.

I heard a loud shout not far away: "Wu thief is here!" ”

More than a dozen horsemen suddenly appeared around the corner, and rushed towards Wu Kui, who was surrounded by sergeants and hundreds of officials, led by an elderly man with white hair, wearing a somewhat loose old-style armor, his eyebrows were upside down, and his face was full of anger.

Wu Kui looked at the old man who was already in his sixtieth year, without the slightest panic on his face, and just said softly: "It's General Huang." ”

The old man took the lead, dragging a saber, skillfully unfolding the knife technique, and cutting off the sergeant who was blocking the road, and the dozen or so cavalrymen beside him were also extremely brave, following the old man's pace, cutting off the heads of many sergeants.

Although these dozen or so people were very brave, they had too many enemies to face, and they could still sprint forward unexpectedly at the beginning, but Wu Kui's sergeants also reacted quickly, blocking the pace of the more than a dozen cavalry advancing layer by layer.

The old man shouted angrily, and the dozen or so cavalrymen suddenly slapped their horses vigorously as if they were dying, ignoring the spears that kept stabbing in front of them, and this desperate sprint tore a small hole for the old man. The old man raised his saber and rushed towards Wu Kui without hesitation, seeing that he was only fifty paces away.

The old man raised his saber and slashed at a cavalryman who had been frightened, unexpectedly, this knife did not cut off the head of the cavalryman, and the old man looked at the middle-aged man wearing the general's uniform who suddenly appeared in front of him in surprise.

Xu Zheng slashed away from the old man, and arched his fist on the horse with a slight shame on his face: "Old General Huang." ”

The old man's face was full of astonishment at the beginning to his face full of anger at this time, and he said angrily: "Xu Zheng! ”

Xu Zheng didn't say a word, still holding the knife in his hand tightly, but he didn't take the initiative to take the knife.

The old man is a general who has been in charge for many years, named Huang Yuanxun, who once followed the founding monarch of the Wei State, and has a nickname called "Huang Sandao", which means that only three knives are needed to kill people. Huang Yuanxun has a high reputation among the military generals of the Wei State, and he has cultivated many generals who lead troops abroad. Xu Zheng once served as a general under Huang Yuanxun when he was young, although he was inconspicuous, Huang Yuanxun was also half a teacher to him.

The old man raised his eyebrows, glared at Xu Zheng with hatred of iron and steel, and scolded: "The wolf cub who is stealing the birth!" If you still remember the grace of the past, make way for me now, if not, you will be my soul! ”

Xu Zheng took a deep breath, waved his knife vigorously, and took a stance.

The old man snorted vigorously from his nose, and without further ado, he slashed at Xu Zheng.

Xu Zheng slashed horizontally, and in the face of this seemingly powerful knife, Xu Zheng did not dare to take it lightly. To Xu Zheng's surprise, this knife did not consume too much of his strength. The old man was also stunned, and added a little strength to the knife, but he couldn't press down Xu Zheng's handle by half a minute.

Huang Yuanxun was called "Huang Sandao" when he was in his prime, because his knife was crisp and neat, and he relied on the strength of his arm, the knife style was strong and heavy, and few enemies could block his three knives.

The old general couldn't make a knife, and he also changed his knife technique, no longer just a simple horizontal and vertical slash, but Xu Zheng was not ambiguous, and in an instant, the two had fought for more than a dozen rounds.

It seems to be an evenly matched confrontation, but a discerning person can see that Xu Zheng's response is easy, while the old general is already a little out of breath because of his age.

Xu Zheng sighed softly in his heart, sighing at the age of the old general, if the old general was twenty years younger, he Xu Zheng would never be an opponent; The second sigh of the old general has been dedicated to the old man for many years, but he still regards himself as Wei Chen, and he is loyal; Three sighs that he is reluctant to survive, and has no integrity at all.

The old man stopped the knife in his hand and gasped heavily, but he still looked at Xu Zheng unconvincedly, a pair of bony hands held the knife tightly, and he never let go of half a minute, but the loose armor kept making a collision sound with his breathing. This armor, which was worn tightly more than ten years ago, can no longer be supported by this already skinny body.

The old general looked at the encirclement, looked at the soldiers of the Wei State, and looked at Xu Zheng, who was immediately swordsman, his eyes were blood-red.

Xu Zheng's eyes showed a trace of unbearability, but there was a line of sight behind him staring at him coldly, which made his back chill.

Seeing that Xu Zheng was distracted for a moment, the old general seized this not very good opportunity and swung out a knife with all his strength.

Xu Zheng snorted lightly, and knocked down the old man's saber with a knife, the old man's mouth was bleeding, and the saber flew out two feet away, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Xu Zheng's eyes were resolute, he clamped the horse's back, stepped forward and cut the old man off the horse with a knife.

The old man's head flew out of the air, and his blood-red eyes were full of astonishment, as if he could not believe his defeat until death.

Xu Zheng put away the knife, returned to the horse, and returned to Wu Kui's side.

Wu Kui nodded lightly and didn't say a word, but his eyes showed satisfaction.

So far, this assassination, which only lasted less than ten minutes, ended with Huang Yuanxun's head being different, and the myth on the battlefield of a generation was ended by the blade of time.

Wu Kui's army continued to march towards the palace, and the horseshoe trampled over the corpses of the dozen or so assassins, and the hundred officials could not bear it, but they did not dare to say a word.

Outside the palace hall, Zhang Zuohu's 10,000 forbidden troops had been waiting for a long time, Wu Kui walked in the front, and the horse's hooves stepped on the first stairs outside the palace.