"Ahh Although he instinctively contracted his thigh muscles as soon as the arrow penetrated into the muscles, the force of the crossbow machine was very great, and the crossbow arrow still ruthlessly drilled through the tight and strong muscles, and pierced deeply, and the blood-red blood immediately seeped out along the tip of the arrow and the scissor rod, making Zhang Bu cry out in pain.

He was hit by an arrow in the leg, and not only did he stumble under his feet, but the leg of the arrow involuntarily bent his knees, and the man was already half-kneeling on the ground. At the same time, his hand movements were also somewhat deformed. Guo Mo is such a seasoned monk, looking at the gap, the thick-backed big knife in his hand first knocked, and the long sword of Zhang Bu was swung high, this time, Zhang Bu's whole person was exposed.

"Hmmm. After the thick-backed broadsword finished smashing the long sword, it turned into a black light from top to bottom and slashed down, Zhang Bu tilted his head painfully and looked at the big knife slashing, knowing that there was no way to hide, there was no way to stop, and a strong unwillingness surged in his heart.

I'm just one little bit away from it.

I'm just one little bit away from winning the title.

The sky is long, how thin is it to me!

"I'm not reconciled!" Zhang Bu roared, and he didn't close his eyes, his eyes were red and full of madness as he watched Guo Mo's big knife chop off his head.

With a muffled "bang", Guo Mo twisted the blade at the last moment when the big knife slashed at Zhang Bu's neck, and smashed the back of the knife on Zhang Bu's head. This knock turned into a rolling gourd, and his eyes suddenly darkened, and everything in the outside world seemed to disappear, and he couldn't see or hear it.

"Take this man down for me. Pei Cheng spoke at this time, and at the same time inserted the long sword in his hand, which had already held a hand of fine sweat, back into the scabbard.

Hou San and those people obviously cooperated for a long time, and before Pei Quan's words fell, those people had already taken the rope in their hands and rushed over, dividing five by two, and tied the Zhangbu Wuhua that had been knocked out to a wooden pillar more than one person high.

They were playing so lively, and the people below were so eye-catching, and some people immediately cheered.

Zhang Lin, the chief of the king of Zhao, turned his brain, rode on his horse and shouted at the city wall: "Empress Jia went against the grain and killed the prince, and we were ordered by King Zhao to enter the city and abolish Empress Jia. His Royal Highness King Zhao has ordered that no matter who it is, whether it was Jia Hou's party in the past or not, as long as he surrenders now, he will not be blamed for the past. But if you insist on going your own way, follow Jia Hou perversely, and conspire with the crime. All the soldiers on the city wall, no matter who they are, as long as they can open the city gate, they can be sealed as the pavilion marquis!"

It's just that before Zhang Lin's words fell, Zhang Bu had been knocked to the ground by Guo Mo, and in the blink of an eye, he was tied to the wooden pillar on the city wall that was specially used for beheading, which suddenly made Zhang Lin, Huangfu and others look at each other again.

This Shangluo city wall is so tall and majestic, there is no inner opening, and if you want to attack it, you can't attack it anyway.

Pei Cheng looked at Zhang Bu, who was tied to a pillar and hung his head motionless, as if he had died, and heard Zhang Lin's shout outside the city wall, and couldn't help but sneer. Pei Cheng was very satisfied that Guo Mo did not behead Zhang Bu at the first time, if it weren't for the fear of damaging the morale of the army, he almost shouted before Guo Mo saw Zhang Bu's neck just now.

Morale can only be drummed, not vented.

Pei Quan, a child of a high-ranking family, has been familiar with military books since he was a child, so he naturally understands this in his heart. If Guo Mo had beheaded Zhang Bu at that time, Pei Cheng would not have spoken out, even if he would feel very regretful. At the moment of the great enemy, for a right-hand man like Guo Mo, Pei Cheng understands that he must try his best to mobilize his positive emotions, instead of drinking him at every turn and influencing the other party, so that the other party will shrink back and affect his performance in the next action.

Pei Cheng has the style of a famous general, this is a comment that Wang Yan gave Pei Cheng back then.

Pei Cheng was very arrogant, but he had always hidden this arrogance well in front of his sergeants. He also didn't like to deal with these sergeants of ordinary origin, but he was always able to mingle with them. In the eyes of these ordinary sergeants, Captain Pei was notoriously approachable.

Even if Zhang Bu suddenly burst out to assassinate just now, Pei Cheng was stunned and forgot to dodge, but in the eyes of the surrounding sergeants, many people took it for granted that Captain Pei was too bold to ignore others in this matter, and calculated that Guo Mo would block Zhang Bu's sword.

The thought in their hearts was: Tut-tut, Captain Pei is worthy of being born in a high-ranking family, and this demeanor is really so elegant and refined.

"Whoa. A basin of cold water was poured on his head, and Zhang Bu, who was almost in a coma, woke up.

Pei looked at this so-called Hongdu Sanjie for a long time, with both annoyance and appreciation in his eyes.

Annoyed, this man almost brought himself to the first time in his life.

What I appreciate is that this person is so desperate and brave.

It's a pity. Pei Cheng sighed in his heart, originally such a good man would definitely be a member of the Great Jin Dynasty in the future, but he didn't want to die under his own sword today.

But today I can't spare him.

Pei Quan knew in his heart that not to mention the people in Shangluo, it was the soldiers under his own command, who were afraid that most of them were angry with Empress Jia, and they were more sympathetic to the prince. What's more, that Zhang Lin just now loudly promised a heavy reward to lure these ordinary military men.

Damn! Pei Quan couldn't help but get angry when he thought of this, when will you be able to make a promise on behalf of Zhang Lin when the court's reward will be rewarded?

The Lord of the Pavilion Marquis, don't say it's you, Zhang Lin, even King Zhao, he doesn't have the qualifications to promise.

Since ancient times, this kind of knighthood can only be the Son of Heaven and can only be the imperial court.

At this thought, Pei Cheng couldn't help but feel a faint pain in his heart.

These people, you are sinning. You are trying to destroy the system of the Great Jin.

Everyone said that Shen Xiu and Zhang Lin, the right-hand men of King Zhao, were the most vertical shepherds, and they could ignore all customs and systems in order to achieve their own goals. Today, I saw that it was so.

People from poor families cannot occupy the position of the three princes and nine secretaries. This is a sentence that the second-grade purple-clothed cultivator of their Pei family often hangs on his lips.

He has always disagreed with this, and he often secretly retorted in his heart: Zhang Hua and Zhang Sikong are also from a poor family. can have a talent and ability, as well as a moral level, all of them are models of Dajin monks.

Zhang Hua and Zhang Sikong are an example, Pei Cheng sighed in his heart at this moment, most of those from this poor family really only recognize interests, not rules.

And at this moment, Zhang Bu's head is so important.

Pei Cheng needed to cut off Zhang Bu's head to deter his subordinates from ordinary backgrounds. With a big war imminent, killing people is the most common method. Pei Cheng was originally reluctant to use this method, but now he has to use it.

"Zhang Bu, do you have any last words to say?" Pei Cheng had made up his mind, and there was no longer any emotion in his tone, and he asked coldly.

"Last words?" Zhang Bu, whose head was still bleeding out, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, he tried to raise his head. It's just that the pillar behind him is unemotionally blocked, so he can only look at it levelly. He struggled a few times, and found that the struggle was so weak and useless.

He couldn't feel the pain anymore, he couldn't even feel despair, and he was still unwilling to feel it.

"Zhang Bu only hates that he failed to cut off the head of the captain, this is Zhang Bu's last words. As he said this, blood kept pouring from the corners of his mouth. At this time, he was covered in blood from head to toe, and most of the classmate surnamed Liu who was cut off by him was from his own body. On his head, mouth, and thighs, the eye-catching blood-red color stained his originally good-looking and clean brocade robe.

As soon as he opened his mouth, suddenly there seemed to be countless words in his stomach that he wanted to say, so he continued to say loudly: "Lord Captain, I will take the first step in Zhang Bu, but Lord Captain is afraid that it will also come later." I think you also know very well, my lord, who else is on the side of Empress Jia in Shangluo now? Lord Captain is so talented, why is he obsessed with guarding this city gate for Empress Jia? Zhang Bu's parents died early, and they can come to this day, this is all the grace of the imperial court and the grace of the Son of Heaven of the Great Jin. Receive the grace of people, and repay it with a spring. Zhang Bu is not a member of a high-ranking family, Zhang Bu is only the son of a poor family, and he has no family relatives, and he does not have a manor title. But I have a loyal and patriotic heart. At this point, everyone has been punished. Not to mention that I gave away one life of Zhangbu, that is, eight of the ten lives, what is so precious about me? The eldest husband should be in the world, be upright, be grateful and repayable, be loyal to the monarch, and filial piety to his parents. I'm afraid that you, Lord Lieutenant, will you go against the grain for the sake of Empress Jia, you can kill my Zhangbu, and you can still kill so many people in Shangluo who want to kill Empress Jia?"

"Bold, what a piece of nonsense!" Pei Quan was furious when he heard Zhang Bu's words, and shouted loudly, "Guo Mo, cut off this person's head, I will use him to sacrifice the flag." ”

"Yes, sir!"

Guo Mo, who had been standing on the side for a long time, suddenly swung out a knife, and a human head rolled cleanly to the ground with the extremely sharp blade, and a stream of blood gushed out from the broken cavity.

The morning sun that had just risen from the east just tore through the morning glow on the horizon, and the sun sprinkled on, shining on the blood, revealing a trace of desolate beauty.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Bu was stunned.

Guo Mo's knife actually cut off the head of the unsuspecting City Gate Captain Pei Quan.