Chapter Seventy-Three: Is It an Immortal or a Demon
Qingyuan was shocked, turned his head in shock, and several arrows came at the same time, Qingyuan waved his sword to block them one by one, but he rolled off the horse, and the horse was also stabbed to death.
Within a moment, dozens of armors that were still standing just now were wiped out in an instant.
Qingyuan was hit by arrows in his left shoulder and right ear, leaned on the back of the horse, endured the pain and pulled out the arrow on his shoulder. Gritted his teeth and looked out on the horse's back.
I saw a team of more than 100 people standing 20 meters in front, and the leader was wearing a helmet and armor, and he couldn't see his face clearly.
Blood continued to gush out of Qingyuan's shoulders, and he saw corpses all over the field, and then angrily looked at the figures in the distance, and vaguely saw a familiar face.
"That's ...... Is that...... Ahem...... Qingyuan stretched out his bloodstained hand and rubbed his eyes, finally seeing the man's eyes clearly.
That is, Dong Chuhua.
Didn't he go down to Yangzhou? and returned it? When he was caught in embarrassment, it seems that God helped him not help me, and he encountered a villain here. East Chuhua!
Dong Chuhua didn't get off the horse, but whispered softly on the horse's back, "You guys play." Then he stepped on his horse and turned away. Leave a team of men to draw bows and shoot arrows.
When Dong Chuhua arrived in Yangzhou, he should have picked up Dong Jian's daughter, Dong Shuqiao, to return it together, but because Dong Shuqiao knew that Dong Jian had gone to Yangzhou, he insisted on waiting for Dong Jian, but Dong Chuhua needed to return home early to prepare for his wedding, so he rushed back today. I didn't expect to return all the way back and didn't meet Dong Jian, but he caught the down-and-out Qingyuan, it was really a big eye, if Qingyuan was finished here, quietly, no one knew except the night birds.
Dong Chuhua raised his lips and sneered. He opened his mouth slightly and said slowly, "Release the arrow." ”
At the sound of an order, the arrows rained down, landed beside Qingyuan and inserted them into the ground, and some slashed along their cheeks, scraping their flesh and blood.
Villain! Villain! Is it possible that the people of Yangzhou will be destroyed one day! I can die, but 100,000 yuan of money will be sent to Yangzhou! This is the mission!
Qingyuan's sword rolled up, rolled in the rain of arrows to pick up the bow and crossbow on the ground, hid behind the carriage, and fired towards Dong Chuhua's team. Qingyuan's archery technique was not accurate, and he was injured again, at this moment, the bow and crossbow were unstable, and the shot missed the angle, and only shot a few soldiers, and did not hurt Dong Chuhua at all.
Dong Chuhua still chuckled, his moon-like eyebrows stretched slightly, and said softly, "If I am a Qing general, I will not resist, and I will die better." ”
"Dong Chuhua, you are actually plotting to kill me here, if the emperor knows, you will not be happy!" Qingyuan hid behind the carriage, covering the bleeding wound, his lips were pale, and beads of sweat were frequent. Knowing that there are nine deaths today.
"Oh?" Dong Chuhua smiled lightly, stretched out his hand, and with a light wave, all the generals were ordered, and put away their bows and arrows. raised his spear and approached Qingyuan, forming a large circle, blocking the road to death, so that Qingyuan had nowhere to escape.
Qingyuan looked at the dozens of carriages in front of him silently sad, thinking that he could save the people of Yangzhou, and thought that he could help Yangzhou to control the floods, but he was not enough.
God bless me.
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In the Qing Mansion, Qing Xi was in turmoil, frowning and sad, always feeling that there were too many tricky things in this matter, and he didn't know what to do, and he was worried that the 100,000 gold would be intercepted by Dong Jian and Zhou Yunkai, and it would fall short. In this way, I only hope that the plan I offered to He Hui to kill Zhou Yunkai can come in handy, but in case Zhou Yunkai randomly finds out a few lower-level officials to deal with it, and takes out a batch of money to plug the gap of the Yangzhou flood, on the surface, it seems that it is a meritorious service for the people, so what can I do?
Qing Xihuan was in trouble left and right, there was something in his heart, and he couldn't sleep, so he simply turned out and stood in the courtyard to watch the moon.
Drizzle and clouds, if there is only the moon, what a beautiful scenery it should be. It's a pity that Dong Chuchen, who is so good at dying, is standing behind Qing Xihuan with a smile on his face.
"Get out. Qing Xihuan didn't wait for Dong Chuchen's words, he scolded directly with an expressionless face, turned around and entered the door.
"Huan'er, wait, I'm here to discuss something with you. Dong Chuchen pushed open the door and followed Qing Xihuan into the room.
Qing Xihuan didn't raise his eyes, and he said it casually.
"Huan'er, it's General Qingyuan, I'm always afraid that something will happen to him on the road, after all, there are too few people and horses, if you meet a bandit on the road. Dong Chuchen paused and looked at Qing Xihuan.
"I don't have to worry about it, but now that he's gone, if you go to support with your troops, do you have any explanation? Why do you want to bring troops to support?" Qing Xihuan looked at Dong Chuchen.
Dong Chuchen was dispelled by Qing Xihuan's words and dispelled the idea of sending troops to support, yes, the emperor's excuse was to transport a little grain and grass, and there was more grass and less grain, if he rashly led troops to support, it would always make people suspicious.
"Wait. Qing Xihuan frowned, but I hope God blesses.
......
Qingyuan was besieged, and he was seriously injured, picked up the sword on the ground, crutched on the ground, and knelt on one knee. Seeing the iron armor in front of him, although he had killed several of them, there were more than 100 people, and they were armed with weapons, so he could only fight with them.
Dong Chuhua stood far away and looked at Qingyuan, who was besieged like a beast, smiled coldly, and lowered his eyes slightly.
Just when Dong Chuchen raised his hand and was about to kill Qingyuan, he felt the wind around him, the black magpie flew low, and a gust of wind hit, blowing Dong Chuhua's long hair to cover half of his eyebrows. It was chilling for a while.
"Get out of the way. ”
In the cold, only a deep sound was heard, and a figure with a sword on his back slowly became clear.
"Who?" it was July, but the air made Dong Chuhua sweat coldly, and for some reason, his bones were cold and his hairs stood on end.
The visitor did not speak, but the sleeve of his right arm was filled with wind empty, and he wore a hat and a cloak. Wrapped in full coldness, the mountain fowl and beasts fled into the wilderness, and the grass and trees shook. The surface of the lake is as calm as a mirror, but the bottom of the lake is turbulent. Everywhere he went, he was slaughtered.
Qingyuan was besieged in the army, and he still felt a powerful aura coming from outside, making it difficult for people to breathe.
Before Dong Chuhua could speak, he saw an eyeless soldier feel uncomfortable, drew his sword and stepped forward, but before he could run in front of the comer, he suddenly stood still, and after a while, the soldier's body suddenly split into two halves and spread into meat paste.
More than 100 soldiers were shocked, and after receiving the order of Dong Chuhua, they attacked it in groups, and the people were besieged inside, and the spears were opposite. More than 100 people wearing armor formed a large circle and gradually shrunk, trapping the person in the center like an iron wall, making it difficult for him to fly.
The person who came was not in the slightest panic, the face under the hat was cold, only a moonlight illuminated the deep eyes, and the bright eyes and the light leaking through the gap in the hat turned into a cold light, which took people's souls. Cover the back basket behind you with a cloak and set your eyes up.
Dong Chuhua frowned, and the chill around him made him very uncomfortable. I don't know who it is.
But only listened to the center of more than 100 people, the sword rose and fell, the sword flashed, and soon, more than 100 people all fell to the ground, a little vermilion in their throats, and they died of blood.
More than 100 people, without exception.
The person who came stood in place, holding a cold sword, and the cold sword was dripping blood. The soldiers around him fell to the ground, and the blood oozed like a huge red flower blooming at the feet of the comer.
Dong Chuhua was completely defeated, and his soul was scattered.
More than 100 soldiers besieged one person, but saw that one person was all killed in a moment, who was this person a god? Is it a human being? In a panic, he turned around and fled, but the man swung out his sword and cut his back, and galloped away in severe pain. Disappear into the night.
Overnight, more than 200 corpses appeared in front of him, but they were not enough to stop the footsteps of the comers, so he stuck his sword back on his back and stepped on the corpses and walked forward.
"The immortal is gracious, the villain is unforgettable!" Qingyuan knelt and bowed, greatly shocked. This person is either an immortal or a devil, and such a powerful force is unimaginable.
The person who came was silent, carried a basket of apricot blossoms on his back, carefully wiped off the blood stains on the bamboo basket with his left hand, and his right sleeve was blown up by the wind. The moonlight slowly illuminated the gray robe of the comer, and also illuminated the angular outline of his face, his eyes were filled with the momentum of the world, and his eyebrows were full of arrogance against all things. As if everything in this world was as irrelevant as he was.
"He's just in my way, I didn't try to save you. "Say it coldly and disappear into the wind.
"Thank you to the immortals for rescuing! Thank you!" Qingyuan knelt on the ground and clenched his fists behind him, and the old tears of excitement were running down for a while.