"General."

Hu Che'er, who was fighting, suddenly burst into tears, and he didn't care about killing the enemy, so he hurriedly led his troops back to help, and stopped less than five steps away from Zhang Ji.

He was not reconciled.

But he could only stop helplessly, a slightly reddened bloodshot had appeared in Zhang Ji's throat, and Murong Wushuang smiled coldly at Hu Che'er, revealing a mouthful of healthy and white teeth.

Although Murong Wushuang had never spoken, Hu Che'er had already understood what he was trying to express.

If you dare to go further, you will cut Zhang Ji's throat.

Hu Che'er knew Murong Wushuang's purpose of capturing Zhang Ji, but he didn't dare to gamble, but his eyes were red, and he looked at Murong Wushuang angrily.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, is this your gift to your senior brother?" Zhang Xiu shook Zhao Yun away with a shot, the spear hung down on the horse's belly, his voice was slightly cold, and he gritted his teeth.

Zhao Yun shook his slightly sore arm, without the slightest hint of embarrassment, looked straight at Zhang Xiu, and sneered: "Isn't this trick exactly what you played on your junior brother back then, senior brother?" ”

"Hmph~"

Zhang Xiu snorted coldly, turned the horse's head without hesitation, and went to Zhang Ji.

Zhang Xiu's horse stopped less than five steps away from Murong Wushuang and Zhang Ji.

"All stopped." Zhang Xiu shouted angrily, just like the roar of the lion on the grassland, and the domineering attitude that was approaching the abnormality was also very loud.

The figures of the whole fight, whether it was the tiger wolf or the Xiliang Iron Horse, all subconsciously stopped fighting.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun only smiled meaningfully, and gently shook the silver spear in his hand. Towards Murong Wushuang and Zhang Ji.

Zhang Xiu's face was slightly gloomy. looked at Murong Wushuang. But he did not speak.

"Introduce yourself, and the director of the state arrest department, Murong Wushuang." Murong Wushuang's arms never let go, and his voice was loud, no weaker than Zhang Xiu's tiger roar.

When Zhang Xiu heard this, her brows frowned slightly, and her eyes were intertwined with Zhang Ji.

"You are the ghostly Murong Wushuang?"

Murong Wushuang was smiling, but there was no trace of warmth in his smile. It was very cold, as cold as bone marrow, and the blood on Zhang Ji's nose was flowing faster and faster.

"Listen to my advice, don't try to fool around under my eyelids, I've seen a lot of this." Murong Wushuang said with a sneer.

"You..." Lei Xu's hand was raised, with anger in his eyes.

Zhang Xiu held a spear in his hand, as fast as lightning, pressed the thunder cone raised by Lei Xu, and said angrily: "Do you want to kill the general?" ”

The thunder cone in his hand was like being pressed by a hundred-pound boulder. Lei Xu was helpless, so he had to look at Zhang Xiu in a daze.

Zhang Xian's face was also a little ugly. But he was much more rational than Lei Xu, and he held the ring head knife in his hand tightly and didn't say a word.

Zhang Ji didn't speak, the dagger around his neck was very sharp, although it had caused a few strands of blood to flow out of his neck, he didn't feel a trace of pain, but an inexplicable coolness appeared in his heart.

"The famous Murong Wushuang is not afraid of the world's ridicule when he does such a thing." Zhang Xiu's eyes looked at Murong Wushuang coldly, now that Zhang Ji was in his hands, he would never dare to act rashly.

"Why should the young general be stimulated by words, at the moment, Dong Zhuo's wolf ambition to invade my state, in terms of morality, my Murong Wushuang is to do ten million times more, and it is just to defend the homeland, why not be afraid of shame and laugh, but you are the young general, you are dignified, you have the posture of a tiger general, why help the abuse, come to Japan to enter my state, and serve my lord with the brothers, and it will be better to be a marquis than to be buried with Dong Zhuo in the future."

Murong Wushuang's words today seem to be a bit much.

Those who knew him well knew that he was only responsible for killing people and rarely spoke.

It's not his job to talk nonsense.

The Intelligence Department is in charge of intelligence, and although there are a group of good players to help, most of them are three-legged cat kung fu, which is far from the arrest department.

Since the integration of the Logistics Service into the Home Affairs Division, there has been little change in the substantive responsibilities of the Logistics Service, which is to manage the trivial tasks of logistics.

And the arrest office is where the real good guys gather.

Whether internally or externally, there is no one who cannot be killed.

Assassins, top killers, these are two similar and distinct professions, and in the arrest department, you can easily grab a handful.

At least half of the top ten killers in the rivers and lakes have been snared, and what few people know is that Murong Wushuang's other identity is the iron mask who suddenly jumped to the top of the killer list three years ago.

Who is the Iron Mask?

The people of the rivers and lakes don't know.

I only know that every time he appears, he wears a hideous mask.

In the past three or four years, the world has been in turmoil, the princes have risen together, as the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, under such a general situation, the rivers and lakes are also not peaceful, and it is not uncommon for rangers to travel to all sides in an attempt to become famous.

Tong Yuan was hidden, Wang Yue was nowhere to be found, and most of the so-called masters joined the army or became the personal guards of some warlords.

And it is not easy for a rising rookie like Murong Wushuang to be able to not fall off the list for three years.

His art of assassination and fame are well documented by princes from all walks of life.

Not only Zhang Ji knows the way, but Zhang Xiu has also admired his name for a long time.

It's just that I didn't expect that there would be such a day, when someone put a dagger on his neck, Zhang Ji was really bitter in his heart, but he was helpless.

There is no one who is not afraid of death.

If the battlefield is exhausted and dies, it will be forgotten, the key is that if he dies under someone else's dagger, how can Zhang Ji accept such grievances.

What's more, he doesn't want to die yet.

Zhang Xiu is not yet married, and he is far from meeting his expectations.

So, he didn't want to die and couldn't die.

Zhang Xiu's face changed, all kinds of thoughts flowed in his heart, and deep down, he couldn't look down on Dong Zhuo.

It's just that Dong Zhuo and Zhang Ji are kind, so for so many years, Zhang's uncle and nephew have never had two hearts before and after his saddle.

And now, as the situation gradually becomes clearer, no matter how young Zhang Xiu is, it can be seen that Dong Zhuo is already declining, and if he wants to turn over, the chance is too slim.

Dispersed these thoughts, but heard Zhang Xiu look at Murong Wushuang coldly and said, "You shouldn't say this to me." ”

Dong Zhuo has many eyes and ears in the army, and Zhang Xiu doesn't believe that Murong Wushuang will not know the way.

Sowing discord is a very simple technique, and sometimes it is really effective.

Zhang Xiu absolutely believed that Murong Wushuang's words had just been said today, and they would reach Dong Zhuo's ears the next day.

You must know that not only does the world not only have an intelligence department, but Dong Zhuo also has an intelligence team named Wolf Tooth in his hands.

It is no secret that the wolf tooth has planted eyeliner everywhere in the army, and it has long been no secret in the Xiliang army, even under Zhang Ji's hands, many unidentified people have also been discovered.

It's just that, as subordinates, Zhang Ji and Zhang Xiu's two uncles and nephews can only pinch their noses and pretend not to know what to do.

With Zhang Xiu's brain, how could he not know why Murong Wushuang said so much today.

When people are old, they will always think blindly.

Dong Zhuo's suspicions are getting worse and worse.

Undoubtedly, Murong Wushuang saw through this.

Sometimes spears and halberds are not terrible, but what is really terrible are those soft knives that come from all directions and make people traceless.

Murong Wushuang looked directly at Zhang Xiu.

Suddenly, he smiled and glanced at Zhao Yun.

"Zilong, I can't interfere in the affairs of the army, it's up to you to decide."

Seeing this, Zhao Yun nodded slightly, looked at the nearly 20,000 Xiliang troops who were full of murderous opportunities, and Hu Che'er, who was covered in blood, the spear in his hand was two feet into the ground, and said coldly: "Exit the border of Bingzhou, I can guarantee General Zhang's thoughtfulness." ”

The implication is self-evident, if you don't retreat, you will kill Zhang Ji first.

The military situation was in turmoil, and nearly 20,000 soldiers of the Xiliang Army looked at Zhang Xiu with bated breath.

Zhang Ji looked at his proud nephew, his expression was indifferent, his breathing was smooth, no matter what Zhang Xiu decided, he could accept it, even if he sacrificed his life, Zhang Ji would not blame him.

Zhang Xiu's face was gloomy.

He is not Cao Cao, nor is he Liu Bei's heroic man who can abandon his wife.

Zhang Ji treats him like a parent, and for so many years, he has not only bothered to train him, but also prepared to leave the little force at hand to him as a protective foundation, all of which he has in his eyes.

Zhang Ji was so good to him that Zhang Xiu couldn't bear to sacrifice him.

Zhang Xiu's choice is reasonable.

Hu Che'er sighed in his heart.

This rough bearded man is very delicate in his heart.

Zhang Xiu's choice was also expected by him.

And Zhang Xiu's affection is also an important reason for Hu Che'er to follow him.

The horse's hooves moved slightly, Zhang Xiu's eyelids narrowed slightly, and he suddenly turned the horse's head and stepped out without hesitation.

Hu Che'er is the second.

Gradually, nearly 20,000 Xiliang Tie rode away.

The corpses and weapons left in one place, the less than 8,000 surviving tigers and wolves present all showed admiration on their faces.

Zhang Xiu left, riding with nearly 20,000 Xiliang Tie.

He knew that since Zhao Yun had promised, he would not hurt Zhang Ji.

This is what he knows about Zhao Yun.

So, he resolutely turned and left.

"Offended." Zhao Yun glanced at Zhang Ji and said softly.

Several burly soldiers stepped forward and stared at Zhang Ji with a pair of cold eyes.

Before the battle ended, Zhang Ji definitely couldn't leave the state.

"Let's go."

Zhao Yun waved the silver spear in his hand and shouted.

The remnant sun is like blood, and before the sun has completely set, they have to rush to the next battlefield.

The war horses roared, and eight thousand tiger wolves carried Zhang Ji and roared past. (To be continued......)

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