Song Cunren heard Gan Qi's shouting, threw the knife, took a few steps to a wooden house, picked up a huge wooden stick, turned around and ran to Gan Qi again.

With such an action, it can be seen that Song Cunren really has a bit of courage, it is not in vain that he has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and the last time he left in Bianliang City in a hurry, it was obviously not because he was afraid of Gan Qi, but because he was afraid of those officials in Bianliang City.

The huge wooden stick was rounded by Song Cunren, and he smashed it at Gan Qi, who was heavily armoured.

Gan Qi saw that the wooden stick was flying over, and it was obviously inappropriate to raise the sword to block it, and it would inevitably hurt his muscles and bones if he took a hard hit, so he only had to step back quickly, but fortunately, the wooden stick was very thick, only the thickness of the thigh, and the speed of picking it up was not fast.

Gan Qi dodged the big wooden stick, and when he looked again, he saw Song Cunren who was picking the wooden stick, and he staggered a few steps and almost fell to the side. Because the wooden stick is too heavy, after picking it up vigorously, if it doesn't hit the person, it will inevitably come back vigorously, and at this time, it is not the person who controls the wooden stick, but the wooden stick that takes the person away.

The opportunity was just right, Gan Qi flew forward, raised his leg and kicked away, and Song Cunren, who was already about to stand firmly, immediately flew upside down and landed at this time. Gan Qi chased two more steps, but did not lift the sword, but raised his leg and stepped on it again, and stepped on Song Cunren's chest firmly.

Song Cunren wailed, as if he was about to speak, but Gan Qi's fist smashed down like raindrops, all hitting Song Cunren's face.

But Gan Qi still shouted: "Those who surrender on their knees will not die, and those who resist will be killed." ”

Di Yong hurriedly repeated the shout: "Those who surrender live, and those who resist die!" ”

The shouts continued, and some people kept throwing their blades and kneeling and raising their hands, and their panicked eyes frequently looked at Song Cunren, who was pressed to the ground by Gan Qi and beaten violently.

The old, weak, women and children all hid in the wooden hut at this time and did not dare to come out.

But there are still people who desperately pull out their legs and run away, trying to escape.

Ignoring the kneeling people on the ground, the many ironclads hurried after those who had escaped.

The fence of the cottage is not very high, it should be to protect these people in the cottage, but at this time it has become an obstacle to prevent them from escaping, although the fence is only more than a zhang high, but it is also difficult to climb, there are many people hanging on it, from time to time by the iron armor man who caught up and stabbed down, miserable.

It was the back door of the cottage, a few people escaped, entered the mountains and forests, and were immediately guarded by the ironclad men who rushed to guard the door, and saw Zhou Dong take out a crossbow, pull the string on the arrow, and shoot down a few quickly.

After a while, I heard Zhou Dong scolding: "Damn, I still ran three." ”

The bloody atmosphere in the cottage slowly became thicker, and after the sun completely set into the mountain forest, the bonfires were lit one by one. More than 100 men were tied around the campfire, but most of the old and weak women and children were locked in wooden huts and were not allowed to come out.

Gan Qi also sat on the ground by the bonfire, slowly removing the armor on his body, and there were words in his mouth: "I'm tired of Lao Tzu, this iron armor is really heavy." ”

Di Yong smiled on the side: "Big brother, when you wear armor for the first time, you feel heavy, if you wear it every day, you won't feel very heavy." ”

"Do you wear and practice neatly every day in the army?" Gan Qi asked.

Di Yong nodded: "My father has always been strict in governing the army, and he has to wear neatly every day to exercise, and he can't take off his armor and rest until he finishes the afternoon drill." ”

Wearing forty or fifty pounds of armor to practice every day, these Northwest men are really powerful, and their endurance is amazing. Gan Qi was thinking about it, and he couldn't help but think of the Great Song Dynasty, it seemed that the Western Army could fight, and not long after the Song Liaotan Yuan Covenant, the whole country, it seemed that only the northwest still had a strong army.

The reason why Di Qing was able to have such feats was really not easy to get.

After Gan Qi took off his armor, he raised his hand and beckoned, Di Yong stepped forward and brought Song Cunren, who was tied to the ground, in front of Gan Qi.

Song Cunren's face was already blurred with flesh and blood, and he opened his swollen eyelids from time to time to look at the people by the bonfire, but he didn't look at Gan Qi.

Gan Qi didn't care whether he looked at him or not, and asked directly: "Song Gongzi, you don't live a good life outside, why do you have to send someone to Bianliang to kill me?" Why bother with such a grudge? ”

Song Cunren didn't know what to think in his heart, turned his head to look at Gan Qi, and still replied: "You want to kill me today to take revenge?" Then you're killing the wrong person. ”

"Oh? If you send someone to kill me, I will naturally come to kill you, why did you kill the wrong person? Gan Qi asked, but he also had a guess in his heart.

Song Cunren asked rhetorically at this time: "I don't want to kill you, I just accepted the benefits of others, and I happened to have a grudge with you before my head, so I did it." ”

"Who's going to kill me?" Gan Qi is asking, but in fact, the answer is about to come out, but it is just a matter of finalization.

"Wen Dezhang." Song Cunren was concise and concise, and when he said this name, Song Cunren must still have the meaning of survival.

Gan Qi listened to the words and looked at Song Cunren, in fact, Gan Qi did not have much hatred for Song Cunren, but the matter has come to this point, and there is no room for maneuver, Gan Qi has never been a sage and gentleman, but more like a person who will repay him, especially in the matter of his own personal safety, Gan Qi is even more stingy.

I only heard Gan Qi speak: "Duba, loosen the ties for Song Gongzi, put on some wine and meat, and I will have a drink with Song Gongzi." ”

Song Cunren's eyes had some sparkle, and he took the initiative to turn around and expose the knot behind him, so that Gan Ba could untie it. Probably Song Cunren somewhat misunderstood Gan Qi's meaning at this time. probably thought that Gan Qi was really going to release him, the son of Ju Guogong.

In fact, Gan Qi was just going to give him a guillotine drink.

The rope was untied, the wine and meat came up, and Song Cunren, who sat up, took the initiative to speak: "I really didn't expect that now there is really a great character in this Bianliang City, a person who holds a pen and reads a book, and can personally carry a sword to kill people, this Great Song Dynasty I don't know how many years there has been such a character." ”

Gan Qi smiled slightly and asked, "Is the method too ruthless?" ”

Song Cunren picked up the wine jug and poured a few sips directly into his mouth, nodded and replied, "You are not like this Great Song person." ”

"You're right." Gan Qi replied with a smile, and was also waving to Gan Ba.

Song Cunren saw that Gan Qi was laughing, and he also squeezed out a smile, and said: "You don't kill me, probably because you think you and I are the same kind of people, I was born in the prime minister's family, and I was also a person who read with a pen, but I also killed people with a knife." So you won't kill me tonight. ”

Song Cunren picked up the piece of meat again and ate it, as if he knew that he probably wouldn't be able to die today.

Gan Qi laughed and said, "In the past, you and I were really the same kind of people, but now we are not. ”

"Oh? What does this mean? Song Cunren replied, and the wine was also drinking.

"Because you are a salted fish without ideals, killing someone is a crime, and killing me is an unforgivable crime." As if he had been amused, Gan Qi stood up and patted the grass clippings on his buttocks.

"Don't have the ideal salted fish?" Song Cunren was still wondering what this word meant, but he suddenly felt a chill on his back and neck. When he slowly turned around, he saw a hideous man with a fat head and big ears, and the white fangs that showed out of the hideousness were like the fangs of the evil spirits of hell.

And then, and then everything was blurry and quiet......

Ganchi leaned over, picked up the flask and a few pieces of meat from the pool of blood, and stepped aside.

Hearing Gan Ba patrolling around the bonfire with a knife, he said sharply: "Ten people, ten people go to Bianliang, which ten people are it, you can live if you say it." ”

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