After walking a few miles on the sheep intestines, Zhao Guangde, who was in the same car with Zhao Wuxian, pointed to the faintly visible mountain pass in front of him and said: "Cousin, when I went to Xinjiang, I also walked this sheep intestine, and after a few miles forward, I can leave the deep mountains, and after arriving at the original county, it is a flat official road." △↗，”

After Zhao Wuxian came to the Spring and Autumn Period, although he had never been far away, he also knew that the original county was the inherent territory of the Zhao family. After the Duke of Jin Wen returned to the country, Zhao Yu was named the original doctor, and then Zhao Yu took his eldest son Zhao Dun as his heir, and his sister-in-law Zhao Tong inherited the original place. In the Lower Palace, Zhao Tong was killed, and the territory was recovered by Jin Jinggong, and many years later, it was transferred to the Han family.

The terrain of this county is high in the north and low in the south, the further you go south, you will reach the rich land of Nanyang, and then you can reach Wen County by another day.

"When the time comes, my brother will be the host, and I must accompany my cousin to see the wealth of Nanyang and taste the Jiarou of Wen County." When he went out, he ate and drank more sloppily and casually along the way, and Zhao Guangde, who likes food, lost a lot of weight in his stomach, and he was already miserable.

Even so, he was already much more capable and reliable than when Zhao Wuxian first saw him, enough to be an important chess piece in Wen County to contribute to the Zhao clan's integration of the territories outside the Taihang Mountain.

Zhao Wuxian smiled: "After arriving in Wen County, I have to meet my uncle first, and then you and I will be temporarily separated, and we will meet again when I return from the Song Kingdom in the spring of next year." ”

"Since my cousin has been crowned, the divorce period is not far away, and my brother is still counting on being able to serve as the master of ceremonies and accompany my cousin to greet him!"

While the two were talking and laughing, Zhao Wuxian felt that the air around him was getting colder and colder, and a white snowflake was slowly falling. It floated into the palm of his hand, and it felt cold to the touch.

He tightened his fur tightening. I looked at the mountains and the sky on the left.

"It's snowing? But it looks like you can get to the house outside the mountain before the snow gets heavier......"

The words came to an abrupt end here. Because Zhao Wuxian suddenly saw that on the mountain bag that was more than ten zhang high on the side, there was a figure standing on the edge of the cliff, his right hand raised high, holding a weapon shining with blue and gold luster in his palm, and he was about to throw it hard.

"There are thieves!"

Zhao Wuxian and Yu Xi, who was in charge of guarding in front, shouted out this sentence together, and the weapon in the big man's hand also came out of his hand at the same time, aiming at the direction that Zhao Wuxian was in the car where they were!

Zhao Wuxian shouted to Xing Ao, who was driving in front: "Speed up!" ”

But it was too late. The not fast car couldn't run up immediately, and when Xing Ao's whip was pulled down, the weapon had already galloped more than ten steps away, and the sound of breaking the air could be faintly heard.

Zhao Wuxian hurriedly knocked down Zhao Guangde on the side, and the two of them fell off the carriage together and rolled onto the dirt and stone road.

"Poof!"

As soon as they left the car, they saw that the horse chariot, which had begun to accelerate slowly, shook violently, and the whole body was pierced by the great force of the short spear, and then thrust into the wheel. Submerged in the ground.

This startled the horses and ran, Xing Ao desperately controlled them, so he didn't let them rush off the cliff, but they also overturned. Lying in the middle of the road, it was blocked to death, but fortunately Xing Ao was clever. I grabbed the rails so that I didn't get hurt.

"Are you alright!?" Wushirt slapped the little fat man's pale face hard. Let him come back to his senses.

"None, nothing to do......"

Zhao Wuxian raised his head. Looking around vigilantly, there is no overwhelming rain of arrows for the time being, and there are no countless earth and rocks falling, it seems that this is not an ambush of the brigade, but a ......

Assassination!

If the blow misses, will the people above continue to work hard, or will they hide and escape?

Zhao Wuxian didn't have time to think about it, grabbed the bow on the car, drew the arrow, and aimed at the high hill.

……

"It's a shame that I was dodged."

The young man with the sword on his back sighed regretfully and took two steps back, ready to get out of the mountain stream at any moment.

But Gu Yezi, who threw the fatal blow, did not stop, and after throwing the first spear, he didn't even observe the result, he held the second spear in his hand, retreated again, and prepared to start throwing.

"Today's matter, if it can't be done, Yezi should die here, please Liu Zi go back first, even if I am not dead and captured, I will not confide in half a sentence about Fan Bo!"

Immediately, he strode and sprinted again to the edge of the bag, his arm slammed out, and his spear drew a perfect parabola and fell towards the front of the convoy.

This time, he didn't choose Zhao Wuxian again, this time the goal is four ** cars!

The arrow that Zhao Wuxian shot from the bottom of the mountain was a step late, and it was only then that it hit the back of Gu Yezi's hand, half an inch into the skin, and it came out as soon as it was pulled.

But the short spear that was thrown has already hit the target!

……

"No!"

Zhao Wuxian let out a shout, his archery action had been achieved in one fell swoop, but his speed still did not catch up with the assassin.

The short spear had pierced into the four ** carts, slamming through several layers of wooden planks, and he only vaguely heard Le Lingzi let out a painful scream, followed by the violent neighing of the horse.

"Defend against the enemy, resist the enemy!"

Only then did the people around react and rushed to this side.

However, because it was on the intestines of sheep that only allowed one cart to pass through, the procession was pulled more than a hundred paces, and the spearmen behind would not be able to pass for a while, and the road in front was blocked by the overturned chariot, and the riders could only dismount and move it away.

Zhao Wuxian's eyes were red, and he hurriedly shouted while shouting that the riders dismounted and walked, shooting arrows towards the mountain, and at the same time rushed towards the four-** car more than ten steps behind him.

The horses pulling the cart neighed, and they were frightened and began to run forward without their lives. The royal jung had been thrown off the carriage in the tremors, and the uncontrollable steed was facing in the direction of the shirtless.

If you don't stop it, you will throw the car to the mountain wall and destroy it, or push the shirtless shirt and fall off the cliff together!

"Whoosh!" Zhao Wuxian fired his bow again, crippling the horse's leg.

An arrow was also shot from behind, and it fell to its knees weakly, dragged forward by its companions, which was Yu Xi's handiwork.

But there were two horses, which were more and more panicked at this time, and ran with the carriage deadly, and without shirts, it was too late to shoot the bow.

A tall figure stood in front of him. It was Musha, the full-body armor guard, who roared. With a punch from the side, the horse on the right was knocked directly to the ground. And the only remaining horses are weak. The cart couldn't be dragged away, so it stopped.

Zhao Wuxian nodded at Mu Xia, who was covering his arms and his face was a little painful, threw his bow, pulled out the Shaoyu sword at his waist, and walked towards the cart. Before kicking open the broken door, he squinted at the majestic assassin on the mountain. I stepped on the rocks and wanted to go down to the road.

Across the blocked road, the riders dismounted and walked, throwing arrows towards the hill, but because of panic, plus problems with angle and sight, none of them hit.

And the apprentices in the rear couldn't catch up for a while, so the four ** cars were nearby. There were only a dozen or so guards under the leadership of Musha, but the place was too narrow to even be in array. They can only fight on their own.

The wall of the cart is very thick, and the ordinary strong bow can only pierce the wall at most, but cannot penetrate several layers of wooden planks. But. The Assassin condescended, throwing down his heavy all-bronze spear. But you can!

"Reiko?" Zhao Wuxian shouted tentatively, his throat aching. After coming to this world, I have never been so anxious and worried.

The former warm carriage has been changed beyond recognition, the medicine pot and the stove have been overturned to the ground, the short spear has pierced the roof and the wall of the car, and it is actually inserted into Le Qi's vest, passing through the body, the tip of the spear has exposed the chest, and blood is dripping down.

And Le Lingzi curled up under Le Qi, she was trembling all over, and there was a little blood on her body, but it was not her blood, but Le Qi's.

"Gentleman, father, father is here to save me......" She looked at her bloody father, not pushing, not helping, crying into tears.

Zhao Wuxian was silent, it can be imagined that when the short spear pierced into the carriage just now, Le Qi actually protected her under her in order to protect her daughter, and blocked the fatal blow with her back and life!

"Ahem!" When Zhao Wuxian pulled Le Lingzi out, Le Qi coughed violently. It turned out that he did not die immediately, but the short spear pierced the lobe of the lung and did not hurt the heart, but this was already a fatal wound, and if the bleeding was not stopped, death would be instantaneous.

At this moment, there was an angry shout from the guards outside.

"Good thief!" With the screams, and the sound of weapons colliding, the cries of pain, the sounds of surprise!

In this short period of time, the assassin jumped from the mountain bag more than ten feet high to the road, and began to rush towards the cart, vowing not to give up until he reached his goal!

"Lingzi, don't be afraid, take care of Lebo!" Zhao Wuxian tried to calm himself and arranged for Lingzi to help.

The two put Le Qi flat on the couch, Le Lingzi bit her white lip and took out the silver needle, she tried to control her trembling body and arms, and wanted to use the method of applying needles to Bian Que, who had been extremely skilled in the past, to stop the gurgling blood for Le Qi.

And through the open window, Zhao Wuxian was also watching the battle that was taking place.

His guards have been strictly trained, and they have also made great contributions in the battle of Chengxiang, each of them has one or two lives in their hands, but they are not new pawns who have never seen blood and have never killed anyone. But in front of the majestic assassin, the armor soldiers were as vulnerable as chickens and dogs, and they were swept away and stabbed over.

So, after only a few breaths, the Assassin continued unscathed, while three of his guards who tried to stop him had already fallen to the ground, one clutching his legs, one struggling with his chest, his clothes covered in blood. The fine blades could not withstand the great power of the short spear, and there were two or three sword heads and broken shields scattered on the ground.

Seeing that the assassin was so powerful, the people who came to help couldn't help but tremble, and secretly said that they had passed, and Bacheng ended up in the same way, but their protector was anxious, and the pace of rushing out involuntarily increased.

Zhao Wuxian was also stunned, and his heart was pounding.

"In this world, there are really warriors who are not brave!"

He had just finished chatting with Le Qi about the assassin biography in the morning, and he really met the assassin in the evening, which was really dramatic, and after taking a deep breath, he began to search for something around. Because Wu Xian remembered that just in case, he also left a spare weapon in the four-wheeled carriage, and taught Le Qi and Lingzi how to use it.

With it, old people and weak women can also be turned into deadly killers in an instant!

At this point, the battle outside the carriage was over, and the spearmen and horsemen in front and rear could not arrive immediately, and the only one standing between the assassins and the carriage was Mucha.

Mucha was eight feet tall, and he wore a curtain and armor, and carried a wooden shield and a heavy long sand in his hands.

The Assassin was nine feet long, dressed in light armor, with a dark sharkskin armor and a black bun wrapped in a bun. His thick beard could not hide a reddish scar on his neck, and his thick hands held a bronze spear in each hand.

"Just by you, you also want to stop me Gu Yezi?" He looked at Mucha and smiled cruelly.

But Mucha was like a mountain, motionless, his eyes fixed on his opponent's feet.

Gu Yezi restrained his smile and moved suddenly, his legs swinging like a wheel. Mucha leaned over to defend, but the assassin jumped high like a falcon, just shot by Zhao Wuxian's arrow, and the still bleeding right hand held a spear, aiming at the gap in the shield, and stabbed towards Mucha.

This is a huge force that can penetrate the heavy carriage from dozens of steps, and Musha's movements are inflexible and he can't avoid it, so he has to bow his head sharply and raise his shield to block.

After a loud bang, the poplar shield shattered, and the copper spear that had not diminished its momentum hung on the red tassel on Mu Xiaxuan, and directly swept it away.

Mu Xia's head shook violently, and his scalp was in severe pain, but his hand still shook Chang Yan and smashed it into Gu Yezi's lower plate.

"Dang!"

Gu Yezi retracted his left hand and raised the handle of the spear to block, only to feel that his hands were numb, and he was hit back half a step.

He laughed and said, "Good, good strength! I didn't expect to meet a brave man who was no less than three warriors today! If you and I are not rivals, we really want to drink together! ”

It's a pity that this person lacks combat experience and can't stop himself! Gu Yezi's body leaned, taking advantage of the gap of the long sword, and kicked Mu Xia's heart with his toes. Mucha was forced, took a few steps back and hit the mountain wall, the rock rolled down, and he was about to get up again, but he heard the assassin shout:

"Go!"

The spear in the Assassin's right hand slammed into Mucha's body, piercing through four layers of leather armor and piercing his shoulder blades, and without abating, he staggered forward with Mucha and nailed it to the mountain wall.

At this point, no one around the cart can stop the assassins!

The riders shot lifeless arrows at the Assassin from a distance, but even the occasional hit could not stop him, and the pain made him even more insane.

"As long as I kill the Dasicheng of the Song State, I will be able to make a great contribution to the Qi State and wash away the shame of being brave on the platform of the road, and at the request of the guide, the gentleman of the Zhao family can also be killed together!"

Time waits for no man! After a few breaths, the guards in front and behind will rush over, Gu Yezi took this opportunity, stepped forward quickly, and with a wave of his short spear, completely broke the broken carriage of the four-wheeled carriage!

In the carriage, a slender girl held a silver needle and treated her dying father who fell in a pool of blood with tears in her eyes.

And the gentleman wearing the Yuanyou crown was half-squatting in front of her, holding a weapon that looked like a bow but not a bow in his hand, with sharp arrows on the string, coldly aiming at Gu Yezi.

The sky, which had been overcast for a long time, finally began to fall with snow, drifting towards the broken carriage where the two faced each other......

Zhao Wuxian's fingers moved slightly, and he deducted the hanging knife of the crossbow! (To be continued......)

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