"Senior Sister Ling'er, you go slowly." Tao Junjie urged the mount under his crotch and quickly chased after him.

He held a bouquet of bright flowers of different colors and smiled and said, "Senior Sister Ling'er, you see how beautiful these flowers are, I specially picked them for you." ”

Chen Ling'er said without looking back: "I don't like flowers, you can keep them yourself." ”

Tao Junjie was slightly stunned, casually discarded the bouquet of flowers in the grass, and then slapped the horse and rushed up, and said with a smile: "Ordinary women like flowers and grass, and Senior Sister Ling'er is really unusual." ”

Chen Ling'er sat on the horse with her head down, as if she hadn't heard it. The closer she got to Pingzhou City, the more restless she felt, half happy and half sad in her heart.

"Senior Sister Ling'er, I heard that you are leading the cultivation, when do you plan to return to vulgarity?" Tao Junjie persevered to catch up and walked side by side with Chen Ling'er.

Chen Ling'er raised her head, glared at him with black and white eyes, and said, "Who told you that I want to be vulgar?" After speaking, without waiting for the other party to answer, his legs lightly clamped the horse's belly, and the mount under his crotch spread his hooves and rushed out with understanding.

Tao Junjie reined in the reins of the horse, and then Zeng Shaohui, who came later, stopped beside him and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, you save it, I see that Senior Sister Ling'er is worried, I'm afraid my heart is already full, so can I still accommodate you?" ”。

Tao Junjie suddenly blushed and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Nor is it afraid that the wind will flash your tongue. With that, he whistled his horse away.

As soon as the honor guard of "Thor" Gao Jinbao entered the gate of Pingzhou, it attracted countless people on both sides of the street. At that time, because there were no artists who played monkeys and ran the rivers and lakes, the common people were very enthusiastic about new things. Liu Qian and Shi Junshi both frowned and smiled bitterly, because their greeting team was blocked by the crowd watching the excitement two miles away, and they couldn't get close.

Gao Jinbao, who was sitting in the sedan chair, was very satisfied with the sensation he had created. At least today, the prestige of the Taiping Army is far superior to that of the rebels. The members of the honor guard were inspired by the enthusiasm of the audience, and they threw off their arms and sold their strength, and for a time the gongs and drums were noisy, the firecrackers sounded in unison, and the red flags were displayed, which was a sea of people. Yellow charms fluttered all over the sky, dazzling the eyes of those who were shaking.

The "black panther" under Guan Yu's crotch drooped his eyelids and closed his eyes to recuperate, looking arrogant that he had nothing to do with himself. Guan Yu, who was on the horse, didn't have the heart to look at the excitement, and looked around nervously. This was the perfect opportunity for the Assassins to strike at this time, as the crowd would distract the guards and slow them down. At the same time, it is also the best cover for their retreat.

Thankfully, nothing happened.

With the arrival of the Taiping Army delegation, all the 12 anti-kings who raised the banner of rebellion in Daqi arrived, and the Righteous Army League Conference officially kicked off. The great significance of the successful convening of this conference lies in the fact that the righteous army is no longer a single scattered sand, but combined into a loose group, with east and west ventilation and north and south echoing, which poses a greater threat to the Great Qi Dynasty. The rebel brothers are no longer a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, but have divided their spheres of influence, and under the encouragement of the unified labor trumpet, they have become the gravediggers of the Great Qi Dynasty who are in step with each other.

The members at the meeting unanimously passed a strong condemnation and unanimous condemnation and rejection of the original Black Flag Army and the current Tiger Battalion. The tiger camp has finally become a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats---- don't take it seriously, that is, shouting.

When night fell, Liu Qian ordered people to hold a feast in the council hall to entertain all the anti-kings. On the square outside the hall gate, four huge torches were blazing, illuminating the entire square as bright as day, and several teams of soldiers armed with spears patrolled back and forth.

"Heroes, Liu welcomes you to come, let me drink this cup together, and we will be a family in the future! May all heroes work together with our Red Turban Rebels to overthrow Daqi as soon as possible and let the people live a good life! Liu Qian raised his glass and said generously.

Everyone in the hall rose from their seats, raised their glasses, saluted each other, and drank at the same time.

"Someone, drink." Before Liu Qian's words fell, a shout of killing suddenly sounded in the square outside the hall. Everyone was stunned, and Liu Qian smiled calmly: "Don't panic, you heard that my rebel army will be in the alliance, and the imperial court has sent a few minions of assassins to destroy the alliance. Our army has already laid a net in the world, so you just have to sit down and drink with peace of mind. ”

A soldier carrying a wooden tray walked up to Liu Qian, and Liu Qian motioned for him to pour wine with his eyes. The man held the tray motionless, suddenly threw away the tray, revealing a dagger with cold light in his hand, and quickly stabbed Liu Qian in the chest.

said that it was too late, and Liu Qian, who had been on guard, leaned back suddenly, and pulled out his bull ear big ring knife with his right hand from the case. The dagger grazed the tip of Liu Qian's nose, and before he could stop it, Liu Qian's big knife slashed over with the sound of whirring wind.

With a scream of "ah", Tao Junjie's right forearm and the dagger in his hand flew into the air in a bloody light.

Liu Qian jumped up and shouted: "Bold assassin, don't you want to be caught?" ”。

Ambushed guards swarmed up and threatened to chop the Assassin to pulp.

Tao Junjie gritted his teeth to endure the severe pain, covered the bloody half of his arm with his left hand, kicked the ground with both feet, and flew out of the hall with his body obliquely. Zeng Shaohui, who was quietly mixed in the hall, had to shout and jump out at this time, desperately stopping the guards who rushed up to buy time for his senior brother. His original mission was to mend the knife to the bandit.

On the square outside the hall, Shui Yue and Chen Ling'er, who were wearing hats and dressed in black, were already sweating profusely. They originally planned to kill a few soldiers, create chaos, and create opportunities for the disciples of the Ling Xiao Sect in the hall. Who knew that a small move seemed to overturn a hornet's nest, and out of nowhere, countless soldiers surrounded them, and rushed at them with knives and guns in one fell swords, killing a dozen of them in a row, but the enemy soldiers gathered more and more, without the slightest fear of death and retreated.

Covered in blood, Tao Junjie, who stumbled out of the door and snatched the steel knife of a soldier, wiped the other party's neck, turned around and shouted with difficulty: "Senior Sister Ling'er, run for your life!" ”。 At the moment when he turned his head and shouted, two cold spears from his back pierced his mutilated body mercilessly, and he twisted in pain with all his might, crawled forward two steps, and he fell to the ground motionless.

A jet-black liquid spread silently from beneath him.

"Senior brother!" Zeng Shaohui, who was injured in many places, cried and screamed, and in desperation, he ran wildly, cutting people with red eyes, and finally opened a bloody road and joined the two panting junior sisters.

"Kill the fence across the street!" Chen Ling'er waved the long whip in his hand, swept away several soldiers in front of him, and shouted. Her nightcoat was soaked with sweat and blood, and a few strands of black hair stuck to her cheeks to cover her eyes, but she couldn't spare time to get rid of her obscured vision.

If they can kill the wall and quickly climb over the wall to get rid of the enemy's entanglement, the three of them may still have a chance to survive.

Guan Yu, who rushed to the door with dual swords in his hand, glanced at the dense flow of people and couldn't help but be stunned. In the whirlpool of the flow of people, he saw a familiar figure.

With Shui Yue's soft shout of "ah", Chen Ling'er couldn't help but feel a sinking heart, and while desperately dancing the long whip to kill back the surging enemy soldiers, she asked anxiously: "Senior Sister Shui Yue, are you okay?" Shui Yue lowered her head and wiped a handful of blood gushing out of her lower abdomen, raised her hand and stabbed an enemy soldier who rushed to the front with a sword, gritted her teeth and said, "It's okay, it's about to go to the wall." ”

Zeng Shaohui, who had just been slashed in the leg, asked with a crying voice: "Can we still kill alive?" No one answered. The only thing that answered him was a group of red-turban soldiers who also had red eyes and rushed up screaming.

Close to the wall, without pressure from the rear, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The strange thing is that the dense soldiers who were still out of breath just now suddenly turned around like the sea water at low tide. Before they could understand it, they heard the buzzing of bees in their ears, and a dense rain of arrows came with a roar.

The exhausted trio swung their weapons in horror and desperately fired the feathered arrows that came at them.

The speed and power of the modified repeating crossbow are far from comparable to those of ordinary feathered arrows. Not to mention the fact that thousands of people were launched at the same time, and its density is amazing.

The first to let out a terrible scream was the girl Shuiyue, who was already seriously injured, the sword in her hand seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties, and she couldn't lift her arm after trying her best to block a dozen feather arrows. After a slight slowdown, hundreds of powerful crossbow arrows nailed her to the wall like a fallen dead leaf.

Her head hung limply, and the blood gushing from the corners of her mouth dripped silently to the ground.

"Stop firing, General Guan has rushed to chase the assassins!" The general commanding the bow battalion shouted in horror.

At the moment when Chen Ling'er was about to fall, a huge black shadow reached out and grabbed her waist, leaped over the wall, and disappeared into a thick darkness.

No one noticed that on a tall roof around the corner, there were two pale-faced assassins lurking at the moment. They are a pair of brothers in the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect.

Condescendingly, I saw the scene just now at a glance, and the upper and lower teeth of the two people were pounding uncontrollably and rapidly.

"Senior brother, do you want to die?" The senior brother turned his head and looked at the junior brother who was also pale.

The junior brother shook his head quickly without saying a word.

The senior brother suddenly gritted his teeth and swung his knife on his arm, and a thin dark red suddenly oozed from there.

The junior brother was like an enlightenment, and suddenly realized, and hurriedly followed the example of the senior brother and swung the knife and gently hit his leg.

The senior brother hunched up and got up, turned around and ran backwards.

"Senior brother, wait for me," the senior brother called in a low voice.

In the darkness, there was a scolding voice from the senior brother who lowered his voice: "Who made you so stupid? Pull on your legs, you can't run anymore?! If you want me to carry you, there is no door! ”。