Pei Yuanshao also really worked hard, his eyes were full of bloodshots, he didn't care about the injury on his left arm, his right hand covered with blood clenched the steel knife and swung it towards Wang Qian.

"What an outlaw!" Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, and said in his mouth.

As a general under Zhao Yue, Wang Jian was unwilling to fall with the stubborn stone with his jade body. He thinks that dying with such juniors is a shame for him as a general. He pulled out the big knife that was about to cut off Pei Yuanshao's left arm from his flesh and blood, and held it horizontally in front of him, blocking the blow.

Pei Yuanshao was sad and angry with fear, but he still refused to admit defeat, compared with Wang Qian's strength, his face was full of anger, and his eyes were also extremely terrifying, and he asked unwillingly: "I have no grievances with you in the past, and I have no enmity recently, why do you want to kill me so hard!" ”

At the end of the shout, the words were hoarse, and they were extremely harsh in the night sky, so that the soldiers under Wang Jian listened to it, and their actions became a little hesitant.

"On the orders of the king, do the king's things, although my Wang Jian has no enmity with you, but my lord has an enmity with you, as for what the grudge is, think about what you did at the mouth of the state border back then!"

Wang Jian said flatly, grabbed the steel knife with both hands, used all his strength, and forced Pei Yuanshao to kneel on one leg, while Pei Yuanshao gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground, and shouted in pain: "In the troubled times, everyone has a means of survival, and today I died at your hands, not because I did something wrong, but because your power is stronger!" ”

Wang Jian revealed a trace of disdain in his eyes, and shouted to the soldiers around him: "Don't hesitate in the whole army, step forward with me, and divide this thief's body into pulp!" ”

The soldiers were ordered. stepped forward one after another.

The knife in Pei Yuanshao's hand refused to relax, blocking Wang Qian's weapon to the death. Yang Tian wailed: "It's strange that I didn't expect that it was just a small soldier of the Han Dynasty." There has been such a big change, what has he experienced, and what has he known! I should have killed him at Taniguchi! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several knives slashed his body, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Pei Yuanshao's body was tilting little by little, and the soldiers with spears also rushed over, and the straight tips of the spears stabbed into Pei Yuanshao's body one by one. Almost stabbed his flesh into a sieve.

Wang Jian had already received Zhao Yue's order before the action, and he knew what to do at this moment.

He put away the knife and said to the soldiers around him: "This thief has committed a great crime, and after cutting off his head, I will cut his body into pulp and throw it into the mountains to feed the wolves." ”

"Yes!"

The soldiers replied in unison, and one of them stepped forward and used a steel knife to force everything on Pei Yuanshao's neck, and then cut off the disgusting head. Then the crowd rushed up. He who uses a knife slashes indiscriminately, and he who uses a gun to poke desperately.

Under the moonlight, the breeze blew, and it smelled of fishy blood. What I heard was the "pop" of knives and guns in the flesh.

Zhao Yue was in the courtyard of a big merchant in Luoyang City, far away, leaning on a big tree, looking up at the moon in the sky. estimated Pei Yuanshao's death in his heart, and began to close his eyes to mourn his deceased friend. It's a pity. He was too busy to personally deliver the enemy's head to Xing Yi's grave.

In front of Huangfeng Village. The meat of Pei Yuanshao's whole body was almost detached from the bones, and it was really chopped into minced meat, and he couldn't distinguish the various parts. As for his entrails, the soldiers also tore them apart, ready to put them away, and threw them into the mountains together.

Wang Jian ordered Pei Yuanshao's head to be wrapped and hurried away overnight.

They first went to Kunyang City, found Xing Yi's wife and two children, a boy and a girl, and then went to the nearby village to find Zhao Yue's old mother Xian, and placed them in the carriage with the army, and then embarked on the road where Zhao Yue went to Luoyang to serve as a soldier.

When he reached the mouth of the valley that Zhao Yue said, Wang Jian jumped off his horse and ordered that except for the family members on the horse, the rest of the people were not allowed to ride into the valley.

The cold mountain wind blew in the valley mouth, like a sword shuttling between people's cheeks, Xing Yi's wife looked back at the cliffs on both sides, tears on her face.

She took her two children to the grave that Zhao Yue and Cao Ping had erected for Xing Yi, knelt down heavily, and kowtowed a few times. Both the boy and the girl are relatively young, and they probably don't have any innate education, so they don't know what is happening in front of them, just open a pair of big eyes and look at the people around them.

As early as two years ago, when Xing Yi left home with his bags, they had actually cried.

Wang Jian and his entourage stepped forward, helped Xing Yi's wife up, and took the child aside, and then he opened the blood-stained package he was carrying.

A vague human head rolled down, rolled on the ground for some distance, and finally slowly came to rest in front of Xing Yi's grave.

Wang Jian knelt on the ground on one leg and took out a letter from his arms, which was written by Zhao Yue himself, and also ordered Wang Jian to read it in front of the grave and burn it to Xing Yi.

The impassioned tone resounded in the valley, and the sad and sad words in it reached the ears of the people, and they were all heartbroken:

"Xing Yi, forgive Zhao Changjiao can only call you that, you were my captain, and I was your soldier. You were killed by Pei Yuanshao, but I could only watch silently from the sidelines. You held my hand when you were dying, and asked me to avenge you, and now I have done it, and I have ordered the generals of your enemies to give you the heads, and I will take care of your lover and children, and I will pay tribute to you on your grave, on every day of sacrifice......"

In a few simple sentences, Zhao Yue didn't write any sensational tirades in them, but the soldiers knew that they followed a lord who was worthy of his life.

They can die, they can die without any scruples, because their main guild will continue to work hard to kill all the enemies who killed them!

The soldiers in the valley raised their weapons high, and their mouths let out one neat shout after another, which resounded throughout the valley. Just like the wails of Zhao Yue and Cao Ping after Xing Yi's death, it's just that the times tell us that based on the hard work of the teenager, everything has changed!

Wang Jian and his entourage once again embarked on the road back to Luoyang.

In Luoyang City, the Meng idiot has begun to build a unique small palace next to the former Han Dynasty palace. He had no choice but to Zhao Yue refused to live in the Han Palace, but with the development of Luoyang City, the big merchants really couldn't live there.

The neighborhood is full of residents' residences and various shops, and the density makes it difficult to carry out the guard work, not to mention that many people come to the door of the big merchants every day to bow down, making it a troublesome problem to get in and out.

Craftsmen carrying bricks and stones shuttle through the streets, from outside the Luoyang City Gate to the palace in the center, forming a unique landscape. In a large open space outside the city, many children were sitting here, watching Qin Feng show them martial arts.

Liu Yan squatted on a big stone, watching Qin Feng's figure move intently, and couldn't help but applaud. (To be continued.) )