Chapter 7: Asolo
When it was ugly, it was already the fourth watch.
The dark night shrouds Taoyuan Village, which is like a fairyland outside the world, but the mundane is outside.
Tang Yun did not disturb Tao Rong and left Taoyuan Village alone. After passing through the winding passage, you will leave from here.
The ring didn't tremble anymore, and the white fox was far away from him.
The reason why he talked so much nonsense with the white fox before, in fact, Tang Yun was also looking for the other party's flaws. But obviously, demons cannot be understood by common sense. The knife slashed at the tree, and there was no longer a chance to pursue.
The white fox is good at fantasy, can transform into a human form, how charming, and seductive.
In front of the 3,000 tombstones of the Demon Hunting Division, there are piles of cases describing various demons, a book, composed by everyone, which is a book forged with the lessons obtained in blood.
Tang Yun left Taoyuan Village and did not continue to walk south, but chose to continue walking around the river.
The people of the Northern Wilderness were lying in ambush outside the Divine Capital, there must be some ulterior motives, since they were broken by Tang Yun, there was naturally no reason to spare him.
Tang Yun was now crouching in a bush, with two limp corpses lying beside him, each with a two-inch deep wound on their necks, and they were still wearing heavy chain mail, but their weak necks were exposed.
This was the seventh he had killed, and after the others were killed, they were all hidden in the grass.
These people in the Northern Wilderness are very cautious, and every once in a while they will shout to each other and give a secret message.
The successive deaths made the people of the Northern Wilderness a little panicked, and they gathered in groups of three or five to find Tang Yun separately. However, the trees here are very lush, and this is the time when the banyan trees are at their most luxuriant, and the lush branches and foliage are scattered, and the darkness of the night obscures everyone's view.
In front of him, five more people from the Northern Wilderness appeared, four of them were holding spears and standing around, and in the middle should be a centurion, holding a scimitar in his hand, staring vigilantly around.
They waited on the shore, guarding a few small boats that were carrying them.
If you want to go back the way you came, swimming again will not only be too big, but also more physically demanding, so using a boat is a good choice.
Tang Yun walked out directly from the darkness and shouted in the Northern Wilderness language, "Have you found it?" ”
The five Northern Wilderness people were obviously stunned for a moment, because it was in the dark, Tang Yun's figure happened to be blocked by a bush, and he subconsciously replied: "No!" ”
At this moment, Tang Yun was only thirty steps away from these Northern Wilderness people.
In the darkness of the night, the distance illuminated by the torch was only ten paces, or less. Tang Yun was sure that the other party couldn't see him.
The familiar Northern Wilderness language made the other party relax his vigilance, and when he saw Tang Yun coming over, the centurion of the Northern Wilderness suddenly shouted: "Who asked you to come back, the adult said, if you can't catch that person, we will all die!" ”
Tang Yun no longer hid himself, and made a brazen move, throwing a scimitar directly over. The scimitar arcs in the air, and the entire blade rotates constantly, making it difficult to figure out the direction.
This hand, only the most skilled horse bandits and iron horsemen in the desert can master the trick, often when chasing the enemy, the scimitar flying out is more lethal than holding it in the hand.
The blade stabbed into the head of a person leaning against the front of the Northern Wilderness, only the sound of "click" was heard, and the man's head was completely stabbed into the blade, and blood gushed out.
The remaining three Northern Wilderness people were holding spears in front of the centurion, but at this moment, Tang Yun had already come closer.
If it is a battlefield fight, the long soldier can naturally restrain the short blade, but for hand-to-hand combat, the effect of the spear is naturally not as fast as the knife.
When the three Northern Wilderness people saw Tang Yun approaching, they hurriedly retreated and prepared to get out of the way, who knew that Tang Yun had already seen their intentions, and every step was urgent.
Tang Yun slashed open the stomach of a person from the Northern Wilderness, and a pile of flesh with blood ran out of his stomach in a mess. Tang Yun kicked on this person, who was already in great pain and took a few steps back.
At this moment, Tang Yun threw the full moon scimitar out again, but this time there was a crisp sound, it turned out to be the centurion of the Northern Wilderness who made a move and knocked the scimitar out.
There were only two people from the Northern Wilderness left, who stabbed at them with spears, but they were repelled by the centurion.
"Zhou Guoren, dare me to fight!" The centurion took off his shirt, revealing a sturdy figure with mottled wolf patterns on his bronzed skin.
This is a warrior who believes in the Wolf God Cult, the entire Northern Wilderness Country, only the most brave and good warriors can get the favor of the wolf god, and draw the wolf god map with ink and wolf blood mixed with the divine liquid on the body, it is rumored that everyone who has the wolf god map on their body can ascend to the heavenly realm after death and become the most loyal warrior around the wolf god.
The centurion clenched his right hand into a fist, pointed his thumb at himself, and made a gesture at the distance of a fist on his chest, which was a challenging posture, which meant that he was going to duel Tang Yun.
This is the most formal challenge in the desert, even if the two armies are facing each other, if they accept the challenge, others must not be involved, otherwise it will be a humiliation to their own people.
Tang Yun vaguely remembered the Takhan he killed in the duel. At that time, the two armies faced each other, and the mountains of thousands of people shouted mighty, what a magnificence.
A little centurion's challenge, Tang Yun was not prepared to pay attention.
Besides, there were faint torches in the woods behind him, and the group of people from the Northern Wilderness would soon come over.
Tang Yun suddenly stabbed a knife directly into the stomach of a Northern Wilderness person, and dragged another Northern Wilderness person with his other hand and killed him in the same way.
Because it was a duel, the two Northern Wilderness people subconsciously took back their spears, which gave Tang Yun a chance to get close.
The two companions lay in pools of blood, and the centurion of the Northern Wilderness hissed and roared, and he felt humiliated.
The two of them scuffled together, and as Tang Yun expected, the centurion used the thirty-six lying knife method in the Northern Wilderness Army.
This set of sword techniques Tang Yun is very familiar with, and he is known for being insidious and cunning, and even the sword techniques in the Great Zhou army have made some changes because of this.
The centurion didn't expect that his sword skills had been suppressed, and after only three moves, he was somewhat dwarfed, and the originally surging offensive was forced into a defensive position.
Tang Yun's knife was simple and effective, so he didn't entangle himself too much with this centurion. Dodging the slash towards him, Tang Yun raised his blade and cut off the centurion's arm in the blink of an eye.
The centurion let out a scream of death, Tang Yun pressed his head and kicked him on the knee, and the centurion was kicked to the ground, his head pressed against the wet bank of the river, and a lot of dirt was poured into his mouth.
"Who's that adult?" Tang Yun asked coldly.
The centurion struggled, his right hand was gone, and his left hand desperately tried to hold Tang Yun, but Tang Yun stepped on it with his foot. The officer's boots had a thick white background, very hard, and when he stepped on his left hand, the centurion screamed again and spasmed.
"Your left hand is gone." Tang Yun reminded him in the Northern Wilderness.
"Who is the lord you are talking about, say it, you can still keep a left hand." Tang Yun leaned into the centurion's ear and whispered.
Unfortunately, the centurion struggled as if he hadn't listened, even though the dirt had taken over his mouth.
Tang Yun hit the centurion on the back of the head with the hilt of his knife, and he began to cough violently, and large swaths of dirt were coughed out by him.
The centurion looked up at the sky, and Tang Yun once again stretched out his hand and pressed him to the ground.
Tang Yun suddenly sneered: "The blue wolf warriors who have no hands are all waste, even if they are used to serve the wolf god, they are dirty. ”
The centurion, an iron-clad man, was once again choked on a mouthful of dirt, which had been soaked in river water with a fishy smell that was disgusting.
He couldn't help but shed tears, and he could endure the physical pain, but what this man said sent him from his ideal heavenly realm to endless hell.
He is a warrior loyal to the wolf god, and he can commit suicide if he is defeated by the enemy, but if he is tortured to death, it is a humiliation to the wolf god. Since he died, his soul would also be tormented by the flames.
"Think about it, if you don't complete the mission, you might be beaten to death by that adult. Of course, you still have a chance to return to the Northern Wilderness alive, but your hands are gone, your past exploits will be forgotten, you are inferior to even the lowest slaves, your wife and children will be sold, and your tribe will be ashamed of you. Tang Yun continued.
The centurion suddenly shouted, "What do you want from me!" ”
"Answer me!" Tang Yun leaned into the centurion's ear, "Who the hell is that adult, you tell me, I can keep your right hand......"
There was a glimmer of hope in the centurion's eyes, like a man who suddenly had a living hope before he was on the verge of death.
"Yes......"
Whoosh!
Suddenly, several sharp arrows fell, and Tang Yun heard the sound, and rolled forward to dodge.
The people of the Northern Wilderness rushed up again at this moment.
The sharp arrow was inaccurate in the darkness, and he killed the centurion directly, and there was no special pier on the shore, and several wooden boats were directly pushed ashore.
These boats are large, stuck in the sand on the shore, and need to be pushed with all their might.
It's just that at this moment, those people from the Northern Wilderness have already surrounded them.
These people in the Northern Wilderness have been given a death order, and the person in front of them must be killed, otherwise, they will die.
No one shouted the order, and everyone came forward with red eyes and blades in hand.
As far as he could see, there were about a hundred people, and Tang Yun's eyes were suddenly overwhelmed by the people of the Northern Wilderness.
The suppression of the number of people made every person in the Northern Wilderness feel a little relieved, but they ignored the blood that flashed in the eyes of the person in front of them.
A scimitar was thrown over, and instantly landed on the head of a person from the Northern Wilderness, who fell to the ground like a short-line puppet, Tang Yun stepped over his corpse, held a spear in his right hand, and stabbed it out.
The force of this shot remained on it, and it was not until it could stop until it penetrated the bodies of the two people, and the colorful organs flew out of the corpses.
Tang Yun then pulled out his knife and turned into a black shadow in the darkness, leaving a deep scar on the neck of that person every time he ran past him.
"Asolo, Asolo!" Finally, someone had a nervous breakdown and hugged his head and shouted.
Asolo, the evil god of the Blue Wolf Cult, is good at killing and punishing in prison.
The people of the Northern Wilderness are afraid.
……
Jing Liang was found by the river by Tang Yun.
A group of hundred horsemen stood on the shore, rowing a wooden boat from the other side of the river, and Tang Yun stood on it.
Tang Yun jumped from the wooden boat to the shore, Jing Liang opened his mouth, and just now he was complaining that he had nothing to say at the moment.
Tang Yun's feet stepped on the ground, and the bloody footprints were deep and shallow, shocking.
Jing Liang couldn't help but say: "Zuo Xiaowei has already come, and now he is still fighting." ”
At this moment, the east sun is driving, and the sun is beginning to appear.
Tang Yun took the reins from a hundred riders, flew on the horse, and said, "Return to the gods!" ”
Jing Liang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shouted: "You can't enter the city with this clothes!" ”
Tang Yun had already gone away, Jing Liang gritted his teeth, got on his horse and chased after him.