Chapter 3: Hurricanes (11)

"Erbao?" Shi Chonggui raised his head, his eyes full of consternation. "No, you're not Erbao, I don't know you. Won't go with you either. Get out of here, get out of here!"

He thought that the remedy was timely enough, but he overestimated the IQ of Yeluqin and Xiao Limi. As soon as the words fell, the two Khitan generals who were in charge of taking care of him were already smiling, "Shi Yanbao, haha, you really dare to come." You fool, even more stupid than your emperor father. Hahaha, put down your weapons and surrender, otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill him first!"

"Put down your weapons and surrender, I count from one to three, one ......"

"He's not Erbao, he's not Zheng Ziming, you recognize the wrong person, you all recognize the wrong person! I don't know him, I don't know him!" Shi Chonggui struggled desperately, shouting, hoping to provoke Yeluqin, and immediately hacked himself to death.

In this way, the son will no longer have to be threatened by this person, and in this way, the son will be able to leave without worry. Back to the Central Plains, back to the Great Zhou, from then on high-ranking officials have to sit, horses have to ride.

"Smack!" Yeluqin squatted down and slapped Shi Chonggui hard, "Shut up, otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill you first!"

"Kill me, kill me. If you kill me, you'll kill me!" In this life, Shi Chonggui has never been as brave as he is now, and he took the initiative to twist his neck and rub the blade in Yeluqin's hand.

Yeluqin was a little slower to dodge, and suddenly, a string of blood beads rose from the blade. "Grandpa!" Zheng Ziming shouted and pounced, but was stopped by Xiao Li with contempt, and watched his father be knocked unconscious by the Khitan generals again, and carried it in his hand like a chicken.

"Stop, step back, otherwise, I'll really go under the knife!" Ye Luqin gestured with the blade of his knife to Shi Chonggui's throat, emphasizing loudly.

He never thought just now that Shi Chonggui, a soft bone, could really beg for death ruthlessly. However, he has enough ability and means to make Shi Chonggui's father and son a dilemma of life and death. "Since you are here, it is not difficult for me to come with me to Beijing to meet Your Majesty. Perhaps, for the sake of your filial piety, he will release your father and give you two a piece of pasture, so that your father and son can share the joy of family in Liao. ”

"Fuck you!" replied with an angry shout. Zhou Xin rushed into the house with a Khitan ten general, and in front of everyone, he swung a knife and cut the person's throat.

"Come on, you try to kill it, Lao Tzu now has at least a hundred captives in his hands. If you kill Shi Chonggui, Lao Tzu will let them be buried together!" Like a madman, he shouted, and blood suddenly sprayed red on half of Zheng Ziming's body.

"You ......" Zheng Ziming was shocked and angry, turned his head, pointed at Zhou Xin and shouted angrily, "Go out, hurry up, don't you see my grandpa in his hands?"

"That's your grandfather, not mine, not all of us!" As if he didn't care about Zheng Ziming's feelings, Zhou Xin dropped the corpse and responded with his neck stalked. "We can send you to death with you, but we will never follow you to be a seed!"

"Yes, let's not do bad seeds!" Tao Dachun and Tao Yong also dragged a prisoner in. Blood continued to drip from the blades that had been cut out. "Put the stone valuable, and then we release all of you, otherwise, everyone will die together!"

"This ......" Yeluqin and Xiao Limei are also well-informed, but they have never seen such unreasonable subordinates. He caught Shi Chonggui to blackmail Zheng Ziming, because these two were originally father and son, and they were connected by blood. What do these soldiers under Zheng Ziming's command have to do with themselves? Why do they have to let Shi Chonggui's father and son leave for the sake of their lives?

"Let go, let go, otherwise, everyone will die together!" Under the eaves, shouts came and went. The Cangzhou warriors who succeeded in the attack each picked up a Khitan soldier who did not know whether he was dead or alive, pressed the opponent's neck with a knife, and threatened loudly.

On the ground, corpses were strewn across the courtyard, and rivers of blood flowed.

"Click, click, click" lightning scurried like a silver snake, illuminating the distorted faces of Yeluqin and Xiao Limi.

If they dare to refuse, the other party will definitely do what they say. That would mean the end of the group, and they sacrificed their lives and those of all their cronies and brothers to bury Shi Zhonggui. And if he chooses to release him, after that, the emperor of the Great Liao Kingdom will not be able to spare him, at least, he will have to kill his entire family.

"He's your father, he's your father, Zheng Ziming, why don't you speak!" Dilemma, Xiao Liyan suddenly became wise in a hurry, turned his head, grabbed Shi Chonggui's head, and revealed his old face.

In a coma, Shi Chonggui was in pain, and a painful ** came out of his mouth, "Go, Erbao, go, leave me alone." Don't ......"

"Slap" Xiao Lixuan slapped him again, beating Shi Chonggui to the point that his nostrils were bleeding, "Stand back, otherwise you will die together." ”

"Poof!" Blood splattered, Zheng Ziming grabbed a prisoner and wiped his neck without hesitation.

"You!" Xiao Li didn't expect Zheng Ziming to even care about his father's life and death, and raised his slap again, aiming at Shi Chonggui's old face.

"Poof!" was another bloody light, Zheng Ziming grabbed the second prisoner from the people around him, cut his throat, and moved forward.

The Khitan captive, who had not yet lost his breath, covered his neck with his hands and staggered forward. His eyes were full of begging. And Xiao Lixuan unceremoniously turned his body sideways, allowing him to fall at his feet, rolling, struggling, and dying.

"The surname is Zheng, you, you don't want your father anymore, that's good, Lao Tzu is ...... now!" Yeluqin was furious, his eyes were red, and he raised the sword in his hand high above his head.

"Whoosh!" a short axe flew out of Zheng Ziming's hand and hit him in the arm.

Tao Dachun and Zhou Xin wanted this opportunity, and almost at the same time as the short axe flew out, they both pounced. One of them slashed at Xiao Liwei with a steel knife, and the other person crashed directly into Yeluqin's arms, knocking him on his back and facing the sky.

"Bang! "Bang!" The broken arm, the short axe, and the treasure knife landed at the same time, Yeluqin screamed and fell, Xiao Liyan was forced to retreat a few steps by Zhou Xin's knife, and then cut off his head with a knife.

"You, you don't die well, you don't die well!" Yeluchin rolled on the ground with his broken arm in his hand, wailing. He hated himself, hated himself for being confused, hated himself for being afraid of death, hated himself for not trying to threaten Zheng Ziming with Shi Chonggui. If he had decisively cut off Shi Chonggui's head when he heard the shouts of killing, today's battle might have a completely different ending.

"Send him on his way!" Zheng Ziming casually ordered, squatted down, and picked up his father from the wet ground. Turned around and rushed out of the house, "Let's go, let's go home!"

"Go home!" Tao Dachun raised his knife and cut off Yeluqin's head.

"Go home!" the warriors threw the captives in their hands at their feet, and raised their weapons high in the rain curtain.

"Click!" a bolt of lightning slid across the sky, illuminating their straight figures.

This group of men is destined to stay in Xiao Xiao's wind and rain and become a legend forever.