As the sun sets, the winter night in Bianjing comes exceptionally early, and soon, the whole city has been shrouded in night, and the sporadic lights are also lit up at the same time. Because www.biquge.info the night is extremely cold, there are many pedestrians returning home, and many shops have long been closed, but fortunately, this light can clearly see everyone on the street.

The team escorting the king of Jian'an was unimpeded all the way, the cold wind was howling, although there was no snow, but the cold wind was like a needle prick, and the hands of the soldiers carrying spears had already been frozen purple and blue, and even cracked, but there was no bitterness on their faces.

Zhao Shu shrank his head into the fox coat, the cloak was tightly pulled, and he sat on the back of the horse and shivered. There is no comfortable car in the future, there is no heating, I don't adapt at all, and I don't know how to spend the first winter of crossing.

The county king's car, passers-by avoided it, and the people on the street avoided it far away when they saw Zhao Shu's car.

A middle-aged man wearing clogs with a knife at his waist hooked his head and continued to walk forward, completely unaware that directly in front of him was the car of Zhao Shu, the king of Jian'an County.

"Who's coming? When you see the county king's car, don't you hurry up and salute to avoid it? The forbidden army officer walking in front of the car pointed at the middle-aged man and scolded.

Only then did the middle-aged man come to his senses and looked at Zhao Shu's car with a blank expression. Zhao Shu stared at him for a long time, he still didn't mean to retreat, but Zhao Shu felt that this was a familiar face, but he couldn't remember who this person was for a while, but looking at his dress, he was a Japanese samurai.

Due to the influence of film and television communication in later generations and the heinous crimes committed by Japan against China in later generations, Zhao Shu did not have any good impression of the Japanese, and he now wants to ask his father to level Wajima.

"Someone! Take it for me! The forbidden officer pulled out his sword and shouted, and the Japanese samurai realized that he had collided with the car of a dignitary in the Song Dynasty. Just as he was about to explain, he saw a man who looked like a general walk up to the officer and asked, "What's the situation?" ”

"General Hui! This man stopped the county king's car, somehow! The officer clenched his fists.

"Oh, it turned out to be the prince's car, the grass people have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, they collided with the county king's car, and ask the general to forgive the sin, and the grass people will leave!"

Although it was only a few tenths of a second, Zhao Shu still caught a trace of panic in this person's eyes, but the calmness and calmness that followed made Zhao Shu dumbfounded.

"Stand down!" Ling Feng didn't continue to entangle with the Japanese samurai, and was about to turn around and leave after giving the order.

"Wait!" Ling Feng's actions were stopped by Zhao Shu, and as he spoke, he rode slowly from the middle of the team to the side of the Japanese samurai.

The Japanese samurai didn't seem to be panicked, but his right hand naturally pinched the handle of the sword. Due to the influence of later film and television dramas and novels, Zhao Shu certainly also knows the spirit of Japanese bushido, so the actions of this Japanese samurai have long been taken into account by Zhao Shu.

After riding around the warrior, Zhao Shu shook his head and said, "Hehe! Grass people? With a long knife on his waist, he rushed into this throne car! I've scared this king, take it back! Give this king a good trial, whether he is an assassin of Yuanhaotang in Western Xia! ”

"......" After listening to Zhao Shu's words, the Japanese samurai was about to say something, but found that Zhao Shu had already entered the team and did not give him any chance to refute, when two forbidden soldiers walked out of the team with guns and walked towards him.

Out of the Japanese spirit of bushido, the Japanese samurai also pulled out the knife from his waist in desperation, held the knife in both hands, and turned his back to the two soldiers, making an attacking gesture.

This action was naturally seen by the two soldiers, and after a glance at each other, they rushed towards the samurai with their guns in hand.

"Smack!" The samurai slashed horizontally, dodging the soldier's gun on the left, and then raised his elbow upwards. The soldier only felt a pain in his jaw, his head was raised upward, and his whole body instantly relaxed, and then his lower abdomen was kicked away by the Japanese samurai as if he had been hit by a cow, and hit the wall on the side of the street, raising a puff of dust.

Seeing his companion being knocked away, the other soldier was also furious, aimed the Japanese samurai in the head, and sent the gun out of his hand to stab the Japanese samurai in the head. Almost as his head touched the tip of the gun, the Japanese samurai deftly dodged the fatal blow on the side of his body, and then the blade slid down the barrel of the gun.

"Damn! And a little bit of ability! Ling Feng scolded secretly.

The soldier was startled, and released the barrel of the gun, only to hear a "clang" and the gun fell to the ground. Before the soldier could react, he only felt a chill on his neck, the Japanese samurai's sword had already reached his neck, and the Japanese samurai did not dare to take the lives of these soldiers casually, after all, he still had to continue to mix here, just to injure them.

During the entire battle, Zhao Shu and Ling Feng could see it clearly, Zhao Shu gasped, and even more sweated when he ran to that guy just now. If that guy had made a move on himself just now, he wouldn't have been able to save himself when the king of heaven came.

"I said, I just didn't intend to ram into the prince's car, not to offend! This is a last resort. The Japanese samurai wrapped his left hand around the soldier's neck, and his right hand held a knife against his neck, with the idea of using this soldier as a hostage, and said to Zhao Shu and the others in broken Chinese.

"Humph! You go to Dali Temple and say go! General Ling, he's giving this king a dismount! Zhao Shu rode on his horse and glanced at Ling Feng Dao.

Ling Feng didn't reply, just pulled out the saber from his waist, preemptively struck, rushed to the Japanese samurai with an arrow, and was about to cut horizontally at the Japanese samurai's lower abdomen with the knife, the speed surprised the Japanese samurai, but he immediately reacted and pushed the soldier away, and at the same time, the sword was thrust downward, and his body retreated, and the saber collided with Ling Feng's saber, causing a spark.

The Japanese samurai could be regarded as blocking Ling Feng's blow, but the hands holding the hilt of the sword kept numb, which made him can't help but be surprised: "This general is so fast and so powerful!" ”

When he was surprised, Ling Feng quickly withdrew his sword, jumped up and swung his sword to slash at the Japanese samurai from the top of his head. The Japanese samurai's face was gloomy for a while, but he also reacted, and on the side of his body, the blade fell directly in front of him.

There was no danger, and it almost killed him. However, what he didn't expect was that this was just Ling Feng's false move, when the blade fell, Ling Feng didn't give the Japanese samurai a chance to react, his right foot and knee were topped, the Japanese samurai felt a pain in his chest, and was about to step back, Ling Feng turned his body in the air at the same time, and kicked the Japanese samurai's chest again with his left foot.

The Japanese samurai was kicked out more than ten meters by Ling Feng, and he felt a sweetness in his throat, and "wow" couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Just as he was about to get up with the knife to continue to resist or escape, he found that he had an extra spear under his chin. Ling Feng's movements were so fast, he was so defeated. It's just that I only observed that this Song Dynasty general had been fighting with a knife, but I didn't notice the gun behind him!

"Take !!" Ling Feng let out a loud roar, and two soldiers walked out of the team and escorted the Japanese samurai up.

"あるじ,頑張っていました." At the moment of being erected by two Praetorian soldiers, the Japanese samurai shouted in Japanese.

In later life, I watched a lot of island country blockbusters, Zhao Shu could hear Japanese, when he first enrolled in the Japanese elective, it was to be able to understand what those actresses were saying, but he didn't learn anything in a semester. Zhao Shu regrets it now, if he had studied Japanese with the Japanese teacher at the beginning, he would not only be able to understand what the island actress said, but most importantly, he could also understand what this Japanese person said.

Ling Feng picked up his sword from where the Japanese samurai had been erected, handed it to Zhao Shu with both hands, and asked, "Your Highness!" This person collided with His Royal Highness's car, was he sent to the Imperial City Division or Dali Temple? ”

Zhao Shu pursed his lips and said, "Send it to my sedan chair!" Escort to the palace! ”

After speaking, Zhao Shu walked towards the center of the team, leaving Ling Feng alone standing in place with a confused expression. If it is sent to the Imperial City Division or Dali Temple, this case will be closed casually, others don't know what the situation is, but Zhao Shu understands that this is an excellent opportunity for him, and he can't let this Japanese samurai fall into the hands of others.

A moment later, Zhao Shu's car headed for the palace.