"You! ......" Wan Yanchang was furious, "Believe it or not, Ben Shuai will let you pierce your heart with ten thousand arrows?" ”

Xu Zizhen smiled and said: "Believe, of course I believe it, but the Shenwu cannon is gone, do you say that your vulture boy will beat you up when the time comes?" ”

After Yan Chang stopped talking, Xu Zizhen was right, if he was going to die, there would be no Shenwu cannon, and the fourth prince would definitely not let him go, but he was really unwilling to negotiate conditions with Xu Zizhen.

Xu Zizhen ignored him anymore, pointed to the villagers and said, "My conditions are very simple, let them go, and Lao Tzu will go with you." ”

Mo Jingxia suddenly smiled gloomily and said, "Young Master Xu, do you think you can still bargain in this situation?" If you tie your hands, it's fine, if not...... Hehe, the old man will kill these Song people to you one by one in front of you, only until you are willing to let go, how about it? ”

Xu Zizhen's teeth clenched tightly, Mo Jingxia, this old fox is really shameless, he actually used these villagers to threaten, he was right, today he miscalculated, he was made dumplings without paying attention, no matter how brave the ironclad army was, it would stop at most for a moment, and in the end it was difficult to escape death.

The villagers have figured out Xu Zizhen's identity in this short period of time, although they are in the countryside, they have long heard of Xu Zizhen's name as the god of war, and they don't know who started it, and shouted: "God of war, you just have to kill it, just remember to avenge us!" ”

This moment immediately resonated, and the villagers, men and women, young and old, shouted in unison: "God of War, don't care about us, kill out!" ”

Xu Zizhen's nose was sour, and he couldn't say uncomfortable in his heart, the people were the most simple, but the more he was like this, the more reluctant he was to let them hurt in the slightest, but the current situation couldn't help him, even if he could really do anything, he might not be able to kill it, although he was known as the god of war, but after all, he was still a human, not a god.

Mo Jingxia looked up at the moonlight, and said with a cruel smile: "After so long, it seems that Xu Gongzi really has no more reinforcements, since this is the case, the old man doesn't have to hide anymore." As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and a man in black whistled, and a sharp whistle came from afar.

There was another rush of footsteps around, and then another figure appeared, all dressed as golden soldiers, holding steel knives in their hands, and it only took a few moments to surround several layers.

Xu Zizhen's heart sank completely, he was already at a disadvantage, and now there are at least three hundred people, even if the ironclad army is brave, it is difficult to defeat five, it seems that it is really going to be planted here today.

Mo Jingxia suddenly smiled and said, "Young Master Xu, didn't you say that you want to trade with the old man?" Let's hear it. ”

Damn, flirting with Lao Tzu? The last thing Xu Zizhen eats is being threatened, since he can't run, he also relented, simply sat on the ground, and said casually: "Now I don't want to talk about it, if you want to kill, kill it." ”

Li Meng stood beside Xu Zizhen, with a big gun in his hand, and his two immature faces were surprisingly calm, Yan Zhao also came back, and stood with Xu Zizhen, also without panic, there was only anger in his eyes.

The villagers were silent, no one cried for mercy, and their hateful eyes were fixed on the Jin, Uighurs, and Koreans.

Mo Jingxia had a light in his eyes, and he didn't please Xu Zizhen a few times, but today he finally had the upper hand, and he was indescribably proud in his heart.

Wan Yanchang hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Chiyi, you don't really plan to kill Xu Zizhen, right?" ”

Mo Jingxia smiled but didn't answer, and said gloomily: "Chitang listens to the order and invites Xu Gongzi to me." ”

"Yes!"

The dozen or so black-clothed people responded in unison, running through the encirclement towards the courtyard, Mo Jingxia had a smile on his face, as if he had seen Xu Zizhen being trampled under his feet and begging.

Xu Zizhen's face sank like water, and his mind was thinking quickly, he was not a restrained character, as long as there was still a breath in him, he would not give up hope.

The man in black was approaching the courtyard, and when he was about to break through the defense of the ironclad army and enter the courtyard, Mo Jingxia couldn't help but laugh.

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, and then the two black-clothed men who rushed to the front let out a miserable scream in unison, and fell to the ground, and a feathered arrow was stuck in their necks, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling rapidly.

Mo Jingxia was shocked, and as soon as he turned around, he saw two figures, one large and one small, appeared on the two thatched roofs behind him, each holding a longbow in his hand, and before he could shout, several feathered arrows flew out in succession, and suddenly several people in black fell to the ground, killing instantly.

The two envoys of Wanyanchang and the Goryeo Uighurs suddenly turned pale, and they recognized that the two people on the roof were Ono and Bao'er, who were like gods of archery in Yingtian Academy, and there were so many people here, but none of them noticed when they appeared, and even let them climb onto the roof safely.

Mo Jingxia suddenly realized that something was wrong, and shouted urgently: "Hurry up and release the arrow, kill Xu Zizhen for me!" "The dignified Tianluo master is almost vulnerable under their arrows, and he can't care about any cannons or cannons at this moment, and if he delays any longer, I'm afraid that Xu Zizhen will be rescued.

But as soon as he finished speaking, before the archers in the front row could draw their bows, they saw a sudden fire light on another roof, and then the fire light drew a brilliant light like a meteor and fell into the crowd.

Boom Boom!

One fireball after another exploded in the crowd, stumps and severed arms flew down in all directions, screams and exclamations resounded through the night sky, and the encirclement collapsed instantly.

In the firelight, more than a dozen figures on the roof were revealed, all dressed in black, but they were Song costumes, the first young man had a cold look and murderous eyes, it was Luo Ji, and beside him were Xu Qiqi and everyone in the Tianji Camp.

Luo Ji knelt down on one knee on the roof and said in a deep voice: "Master, I'm late!" ”

Xu Zizhen's heart was suddenly relieved, and he smiled: "It's not too late, the time is just right." After speaking, he said to Li Menggao, "Why are you still stunned, there are hundreds of water dogs." ”

"Yes!"

Li Meng was overjoyed, rushed out with a gun, and killed him while the guards of those countries were in chaos, Yan Zhao's black face also relaxed, but he didn't kill it, but raised his knife to protect Xu Zizhen's side.

Mo Jingxia was furious and shouted: "Xu Zizhen, you don't want to escape!" ”

Wan Yanchang also messed up, and shouted in panic: "It's just a few people here, give it to me, kill!" Kill! ”

At this moment, a deep shout suddenly sounded behind him: "How are you fighting?" ”

"Who?" Wan Yanchang turned around in shock, only to see a middle-aged woman behind him, holding the reins in one hand and two steel knives in the other, with a cold murderous aura flashing in her eyes.

"Xu Zizhen's mother, a zhang qing!"

Hu Sanniang coldly spit out eight words, and then waved her hand, and a black and pressed figure suddenly appeared behind her, everyone was in a cyan suit, waving a big stick in her hand, and the wolf rushed towards the golden man.