Chapter 12: Blocking the Knife
Mo Yun's wheezing continued, and Yuan Mouliang leaned against the ruins of the post station and covered his chest to heal his injuries.
On the ground in front of the two of them, the arrow that carried twelve increases until its greatest might fell.
Falling to the ground with it was a talisman.
"That's it, stinky boy, you owe me a life in the future, do you know?" Yuan Mouliang tilted his head and squinted at Mo Yun.
"No. Skip this verse first. Mo Yun was weak, and tried to stand up several times while holding on to the gravel.
The rain of arrows had stopped, and the soldiers on the opposite side dismounted their horses and swords, looking for the undead in the ruins.
From time to time, there are Jianghu guests who break out and fight to the death, and they all die under the brave swords of the soldiers who fight in formation.
The leader sat on his horse, looked at Mo Yun's side, and watched the arrow he shot fall to the ground and failed to penetrate the two people, he felt a little pity, but he didn't make up for the arrow: "The Xuanshi's Xuanfu really has some doorways. They never understood that paper could not stop anything in the face of real knives and guns. He turned his horse's head and walked in the direction of Gu Rongyuan, leaving a sentence: "Leave them a whole corpse." β
"I know where the murderer is, spare my life, I know!" A panicked voice rang out through the ruins.
The leader stopped the horse, turned the reins, and said, "Tell me about it." β
The debris that fell from the collapse of the post station crushed Zhang Ming's leg, and the soldiers dragged him out of the rubble, and the screams echoed in the air.
"He stole the murderer." Zhang Ming reluctantly raised his finger to where Mo Yun was.
"Oh." The voice was cold.
Zhang Ming tried his best to put on a smiling face to cater to it, but in exchange for the leader's faint words:
"Killed."
"Hey, the people in the rivers and lakes feel that the fierce soldiers are bullish, and they really don't know anything. Lao Tzu has been on the battlefield for countless years, and has been in and out of the high slopes of the West Field seven times, and he has used any fierce soldiers. For the army, no matter how strong a fierce soldier is, it is just a weapon. Yuan Mou Liang's voice was not loud, and he was full of energy, as if his injuries had healed.
"The leader is gone. You can cough if you want. They didn't come looking for the murderers, they were for a man over there. Mo Yun didn't care about the soldiers who were walking towards them in front of him, and his worried expression had moved to the direction where Xiao Qian was.
"Ahem...... Yuan Mouliang said in surprise, "Lao Tzu praises the army, this guy doesn't have a little pride, come and talk to Lao Tzu a few more words?" β
"The soldiers are as noisy as you? When the shopkeeper mentioned you, I thought you were a character, why did you talk so much nonsense. Mo Yun gritted his teeth, his whole body shook upward, and finally stood up crookedly. But his strength was exhausted, so he could only gasp, looked at the soldiers on the opposite side and whispered: "I don't kill people, you kill me, and I won't kill you." I'm going to resist, though. β
The sword is light, and the body moves.
With a bang, Mo Yun collapsed to the ground, and Yuan Mouliang's huge body stood in front of him.
Yuan Mou Liang dodged and snatched a long knife, the blade was sharp, killing everything, and after a few moves, Bing Yong had already retreated in a group, leaving two corpses.
After a few steps, the soldiers stopped, and one of them suddenly shouted: "Which side is the soldier?" Leaving the camp without permission is a capital offense! β
"Hey, when Lao Tzu was fighting everywhere, this military rule had not been set by the [Xiuce Mansion], and now it has become the rule for you hairy boys to hinder Lao Tzu."
"Report the name, the soldier died bravely, the widow made up, the same soldier is brave, please respect." The soldier said.
"Lin Xiushu, Fu Jinhai, Qiao Damao, Helianbo, Zeng Yongxu, Fu Linshan! Lao Tzu, Yuanmou is cool! β
The sound fell, and he got up, and Yuan Mou Liang's martial arts exploded, like a lion in the twilight, cruel and sluggish.
The first six names are Yuan Mou Liang's last comrades, who were shot by the other party before.
He was with the anger of 11,700 people, with the indignation of the guilt of killing his comrades, and with the unwillingness to lose his military honor to the same person three times in a row without tasting a single defeat in more than ten years.
This emotion and momentum are no longer understandable by the soldiers on the other side.
The momentum of a drum is like a tiger, and the blood stains the ruins, the formation formed by these soldiers is really like a piece of paper in the eyes of Yuan Mouliang, the battlefield general, and after more than ten breaths, the soldiers have no combat power.
Yuan Mouliang was covered in blood, not the blood of Bing Yong, but the blood gushing out of the wound that burst out of his chest.
He stood in the ruins, looked around and saw the soldiers who were surrounded by the battle situation here, and was in a trance for a while, thinking that he had returned to the battlefield of Fangwuyuan.
In that battle, there were countless casualties.
The enemy that the Tiance army faced, like gods and demons descending into the world, the ancestors of the soldiers were reborn, and all the momentum of heaven and earth seemed to be attributed to him, three thousand battles and thirty thousand.
No one can resist.
"Don't return to the gods. I'm not convinced. Yuan Mou Liang laughed, his voice getting louder and louder, causing the leaders in the distance to look back and look here.
"I'm not convinced! Lao Tzu was born to be a horse leather shroud, and a coward is a servant of [Xiuce Mansion]! Yuan Mou Liang tore off the clothes on his body, revealing his strong and blood-flowing upper body, and the long knife slanted to the ground:
"Come on, let's see if you cowards who only know how to oppress and train the people have the ability to kill Lao Tzu!"
"Reckless." Mo Yun coughed, looked at Yuan Mouliang in front of him, remembered the shopkeeper's description of his resume, and praised with a wry smile.
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The leader shook his head, surprised at the sudden emergence of such a hot-blooded creature in the ruins.
He doesn't understand the cold and fierce military bravery, what kind of blood do you want, do you think it is the fools of the Tiance Army who carry the banner of freedom and fight for the people everywhere?
He looked up at the sky, it was not far from the agreed time to retreat, and he was thinking about when his subordinates would be able to deal with these peopleβ
Sanqigong, Liu Chu, Wen Feng and several other Jianghu guests who were mostly injured were still fighting, and in the face of the soldiers who were waiting for their work in battle, there was not much time left for them.
The most tricky thing is naturally Yuan Mou Liang, the leader has already seen from his previous moves against the soldiers that Yuan Mou Liang was born in the army, and he suddenly had a thought: "If you don't spare his life, the horse leather shroud is the fate of the military bravery." β
The leader walked while thinking about it, and he had already approached Gu Rongyuan.
There is no one here who is a soldier.
The old man was protected by Xu Dian behind him, and three people wearing the word 'yi' fell to the ground and died.
Several others confronted three men and one woman opposite.
The scene was a little different from what he had imagined.
"Ji Lian chased you, as a general of the Ji Kingdom, to destroy the Ranger Association without authorization, which is a capital crime." Gu Rongyuan gasped and looked at him.
Chao Gong and Xiao Yu stood behind Gu Rongyuan, Xiao Qian sat on Xiao Yu's back chair with the cat in his arms, facing in the direction of Mo Yun, and the worried expression on his face was clearly visible.
"As long as this son is dead, you will break the sky, and no one will care. Besides, as the person in charge of the Ranger Association here, you didn't report to the camp of Ji Guo, which is also a capital crime. The leader told the others to stand back, stood in front of the old man, drew his long knife, and struck it lightly on the ground, his eyes showing that he was smiling.
"Let me go towards this man." Xiao Yu wiped his sweat, and suddenly heard Xiao Qian's voice behind him.
"Mo Yun told you to always keep me facing the enemy, don't worry about it, just keep running. You are Moyun's servant, and you must listen to me. Xiao Qian didn't move, Xiao Qian said quickly in a hurry, "I have a way to stop this person." β
The little owl swallowed, "If you die......
"I can't die! Little Owl! Xiao Qian raised his voice hoarsely.
At this moment, a sword light was pulled diagonally from the opposite side.
Its speed is extremely fast, its light is blazing, and its momentum is surging.
Gu Rongyuan stabbed forward with a dagger in his hand, and was slashed to the ground by the knife.
Chao Gong faced this sword light, as if he was stupid, and the look of horror covered his face.
"Fuck you!" Xiao Yu's feet quickly drew a circle on the ground, kicked up a cloud of dust, and turned Xiao Qian to the knife light, his eyes closed, almost crying.
"Bang!" A bang.
When the dust settled, the shopkeeper Gu Rongyuan's voice was obviously relaxed: "Damn, Fang Cha, you bastard." β
The leader was not surprised at all that the knife was blocked, and the old man behind him was depressed and shouted out of nowhere at this moment: "Gu Rongyuan, you dare to make friends with the Xuan Master, you never want to wash it off, I want to report it to the association." β
The leader raised his hand to signal the old man behind him not to speak, and the old man pointed at Gu Rongyuan and shouted: "Kill them, I will guarantee your promotion!" β
The leader's cold voice came to Xu Dian's ears from the front: "Young man, take care of the old man's mouth behind you, my official will be promoted by himself, and I will kill him if I talk more." β
Xu Dian's heart jumped, and he hurriedly covered the old man's mouth: "My lord, forgive me." β
The leader looked at Xiao Qian, thought for a while, and took off his face towel:
"In Xia Jiguo, the military captain envoy, Ji Lianzhu."
"Xiao Qian." The fat cat opened its wistful eyes, as if not knowing what was happening, and meowed.
"Challenge you." Ji Lian gradually grasped the handle of the knife.
"Win, can we go?" Xiao Qian's chest rose and fell slightly, and an invisible hood was propped up in front of her, shooting out from the base of her thighs.
"No, you can't. This is a commandment, and I will carry it out, and you must die. Ji Lian has a cold face, thin lips like a straight line, a straight nose, and eyes like cold springs.
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"Carry me up. I will tell you where the murderers are. Mo Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, surrounded by three strange elders and other Jianghu guests.
Liu Chu leaned on the edge of the ruins and coughed up a lot of blood clots: "Hey, what a bullshit murderer, his life is almost gone." β
All the soldiers had already withdrawn, and just now a fast horse was speeding into the ruins, and an order came:
"Wash the country and invade, and order all personnel to return to the camp immediately, there must be no mistakes!"
"It's really ......" Yuan Mouliang couldn't scold, there were a lot more wounds on his chest, and his vitality was extremely tenacious, and he couldn't hold it anymore.
"I really want to thank you." Wen Feng was still alive, fell to the ground and looked at the sky, "It's a pity that my mother died under the brave knife of the soldiers who washed the country, and the hatred of killing my mother is not shared." β
Only one person did not obey the order, Ji Lian stood in the distance, the knife was endless, the sound was devastating, and it was as fierce as Gang.
No matter how much force he used, the invisible shroud was always firmly in front of the knife.
"The Xuanshi Dao is the way of heaven and earth, and if it can be used on a large scale in the army, it will inevitably produce great lethality." One of the three odd elders died, leaving only the old man with long beard and old dentures.
"It's not needed in the military. The number of Xuanshi is scarce, advocating wisdom, and it is scattered. Even the Great Venerable Bai Qiushui of the Xuanshi Dynasty could not be unified. "Yuan Mou Liang has been in the army for many years, and he knows quite well that the role that Xuanshi Dao can play in the army is very small.
"Just like you charlatans." Yuan Mouliang couldn't help but sneer.
Mo Yun was silent, concentrating on accumulating strength and mobilizing strength.
In order to avoid Ji Lianzhu's "Thirteen Arrows in a Row", he mobilized all his spirits, and now he has collapsed without half of his strength.
A dark shadow that had been hidden for a long time suddenly stabbed a dagger silently from behind him.