The battle formation of the armor soldiers changed instantly, the front row of armor soldiers put their knives back into the sheath and held the shield in both hands, and the back row took out more than two zhang long bright silver three-finger flying claws from the back waist.

It is an intricate artifact that is divided into three segments like a human finger, with unusually sharp claws and tiny barbs that can be thrown to grip enemies by inertia and rebound. If the other party pulls, the belt will be torn off. This kind of weapon will be despised in the rivers and lakes, but it is very common in the army.

As soon as the swordsman saw the change in the battle formation, he knew that something was wrong. But it was too late, and fifteen flying claws were thrown at the two of them at a rate of five breaths, without giving them the slightest respite.

The knives and swords dodged left and right, and the embarrassment was abnormal, and it was already the end of the strong crossbow. In a moment, several wounds appeared under the swordsman's shoulders and ribs, and the white bones were revealed under the flowing red, and a piece of flesh was torn off the swordsman's thigh, and the blood trickled down the trouser tube to the ground.

This is still because the armor soldiers did not want to kill the two directly, but deliberately tortured them in order to avenge the revenge of a few injured robes. It's like a cat and a mouse, constantly teasing and chasing.

Exhausted and seriously wounded, the two stood leaning on the carriage without falling, and their faces were full of unwillingness and resentment.

I am unwilling that I have not been able to protect the orphans of the deceased, I am unwilling that I have not tasted the wine of the world, I am not willing to see the girl I love in the future, I am unwilling that I will not see the big scene of the peak of martial arts in my life, I am unwilling...

I hate why the black and white rights and wrongs in this world are written by the size of a fist.

The armor suddenly parted left and right, and the rider slowly approached, his earlier contemptuous eyes had faded, and there was more admiration and recognition in the look of the two of them. With the strength of the two of them, it is not difficult to escape as long as they feel invincible. But with a desperate determination to guard the carriage, which is similar to the feeling of the robe in the army, I sighed in my heart.

Over the years, there have been many reckless and treacherous criminals who have been killed, but there are very few who live and die together, and I don't know when the way of the world has changed, or the hearts of people have changed.

After thinking about it, he said: "The mantis arm is a car, and it is not self-sufficient, if you retreat quickly, you can still spare your life." ”

The swordsman looked disdainful and chuckled, and the swordsman slapped his fist on his chest defiantly.

The rider sighed softly in his heart, and his arm suddenly exerted force, and the spear slashed out a silver light that pierced the chest of the frontman.

Suddenly, a woman's hurried voice came from the carriage, "Stop." ”

The rider turned to look and saw a woman in a long brocade dress and a hood come out of the carriage.

The hood covers the face, and everyone can't see her face, but through her slender waist and graceful and tall figure, she is also a rare beauty.

The woman came to the swordsman's approach, and saw his embarrassed appearance of blood and sweat and bloody wounds, and tears rolled down instantly. Turning to look at the rider, he raised his hand and took off his hat.

The horsemen were all stunned, the woman's face was full of criss-crossed knife marks, her blood-red face, and her eyes were full of grief and despair, like a hellish demon asking for her life.

Blood and tears were mixed with the woman's pointed jaw and slid down the placket, and she said sadly: "General, my family is ruined because of this appearance, and now it is ruined, so please let us go." ”

The sword was stunned and silent, and lamented in his heart.

When the rider heard his words, he instantly knew that the focus of the boiling anti-poetry case of the Wailang Wailang in the state may not be on the anti-poetry, but on the fact that the Wailang has a talented and beautiful wife. The gentleman is not guilty, but he is guilty, have you seen less of it over the years? The vast Shenzhou seems to be a thriving scene, but there is no shortage of darkness and filthiness under it.

Whenever I encounter these things that put my conscience on the steel knife and cut, I can only tell myself where my duty is and just obey orders. Besides, he is just a small lieutenant of Zhenwei, and the so-called loyalty and courage may have been there when he was still a stunned soldier, but after a long time, he has seen more and done more, and his conscience is rotten, so he will not be entangled.

The cavalry general put away his spear, sighed, and said coldly: "Ben will receive an order from the upper peak to arrest the wife and children of the rebellious ministers, and he wants to see people in life and corpses in death." ”

The woman sneered sadly, raised her hand and pointed at the armor, as if crazy, and said: "It is you, it is you minions who help the abuse, that make this world black and white upside down, and it is difficult to do good." ”

"Anti-poetry? My family was born in a cold family, and he was ridiculed and suppressed in the officialdom, he only sought a few benefits for the people, offended the wealthy clan, and your filthy assassin Shi has coveted me for a long time, and then there was a so-called anti-poetry case immediately. ”

"I thought that I came to catch fast soldiers, but I didn't expect it to be the famous Shining Light Horse, it is really the river is going down, silver spears and crossbows, invincible, have you ever followed the emperor, and returned the loyal and righteous people of Shenzhou Taiping? Sad and lamentable, in just a few decades, he has become an eagle dog in the hands of power. ”

"If it weren't for the desire to leave a trace of blood for Xianggong, I would have chased after myself, since today is a desperate situation, let me wait to try how sharp the silver spear that was once famous in Shenzhou is. ”

After that, quietly close your eyes and wait for death.

The faces of all the armor warriors under the cover were slightly blushing, and they were very ashamed. In their hearts, they all believed that what the woman said was true, and they couldn't help but look at the horseman.

The rider suddenly felt a headache when he heard this, knowing that the woman's sarcasm and sarcasm were all methods of agitation, but the conscience of right and wrong that had long been buried in his heart surged into his heart like a tsunami. If it is released privately, it should be punished as the same crime, and he also has wives and children, if he is forcibly arrested, the torture of conscience makes him suffer.

After thinking for a moment, he dismounted with stirrups, hung the saddle with a silver gun, walked up to the woman and said in a loud voice: "Only one prisoner was captured today, and the two rivers and lakes fled with their sons. ”

Hearing this, the woman looked back at the carriage and said softly, "Thank you, General." ”

The swordsman straightened up and stepped forward.

The rider walked up to the cut and whispered, "Do you want to see her kill herself?" ”

The swordsman is not angry, but also has to do it. The swordsman hurriedly grabbed him tightly and shook his head, such a result is already good, it can leave a trace of blood for the senior brother, and leave Qingshan without worrying about the lack of firewood. I originally wanted to surprise my best friend after a long absence, but I never thought of this monstrous disaster on his stall.

looked up at the woman, wiped the sweat and tears on her face, and said loudly: "Please rest assured, Mrs. Sister-in-law, Yi'er will be handed over to us." ”

The woman bowed her head slightly, but never looked back.

The rider summoned the wooden cage prisoner cart, and the woman let out a long sigh and wanted to go.

Unexpectedly, a person slowly walked out of the side of the official road, in the year of the weak crown, wearing a silver xia brocade robe, with a delicate face, and his eyes were full of smiles, he walked forward without hurry, and said softly: "Slow." ”

The rider frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Who are you? ”

The young man smiled: "Well, I'm the one who pays back your conscience." ”