"General Arkina seems to have been captured alive."

The scout's voice trembled: "Originally, we were all about to win, but I don't know where many people rushed out, much stronger than us, we can't beat it at all......"

"How could there be anyone else?!" The priest's eyes were fierce, and he glanced at the old man beside him, "Patriarch, can you explain to me where he came from?" Could it be that he, Gu Jingzhao, has trained a strong army under the nose of the patriarch? ”

The patriarch hurriedly shook his head in panic, "The priest knows everything, and the old man doesn't know anything about it." ”

"I have ordered the township soldiers of the entire Quanjun County to come over, a total of three hundred, many of them, and none of them defected to Gu Jingzhao!"

"Gu Jingzhao is just a foreigner, and it is impossible for him to conjure up soldiers and horses stronger than the township soldiers, unless he sees a ghost......

The priest swept over with a fierce gaze, and the patriarch immediately stopped talking.

Another scout ran into the ancestral hall covered in blood: "Lord Priest, Patriarch, something is wrong...... Gu Jingzhao, Gu Jingzhao, they have already killed at the door of the ancestral hall! ”

"What!" The patriarch's face turned pale in an instant, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and even his beard trembled.

"Priests and priests, shall we retreat......

More than 200 of the 300 township soldiers were dispatched, and the remaining dozens of people were simply unable to fight with them. The priest didn't know, but the patriarch knew it in his heart!

Plague and famine left his so-called strongest village soldiers dead in name only, and many of them were forcibly brought in to participate in the war while sick.

He originally thought that Gu Jingzhao was only around Shandan and their group of old and weak patients, and three hundred people were more than enough for dozens of people, but how could he expect that Gu Jingzhao's group was like mad dogs, and they saw who bit whom.

This really has to make them kill the ancestral hall to see themselves and the priest, then they must not be killed alive by him to sacrifice to the sky!

The priest was silent, looking at the rain and mist outside, this pouring rain didn't know when it would stop, and everything was exactly as Gu Jingzhao predicted, this rain really fell seven hours later.

Since this kid can calculate the time of the rain so accurately, he can't allow such a person to exist in the world.

This person must be removed!

The patriarch knew what was in the priest's heart, and he was full of concern for his own safety, and continued to advise the priest:

"Lord Priest, this Gu Jingzhao is like a mad dog now, this mad dog is crazy, but it doesn't matter if it's a man or a god, whoever catches it bites whom. Let's withdraw from Xiaxi first, and when we reorganize our forces, we will come back to destroy this group of traitors, and we will not be consumed by them here. ”

The priest thought for a moment, waved his hand and ordered, let the remaining fifty people and township soldiers protect them and retreat, and the rest went out to support, be sure to block Gu Jingzhao's attack, and never let them step into the ancestral hall for half a step.

As early as the beginning of the construction of this ancestral hall, there was a secret passage leading to the foot of Gaojing Mountain. Only the patriarch and priest knew where the secret passage was, and after they went down the tunnel, they asked people to seal the entrance, eliminating the possibility of Gu Jingzhao chasing after them.

This pouring rain had no tendency to stop at all, and Jing Zhao and the others became more and more courageous, and they attacked the ancestral hall in an instant.

But among them there were only a dozen or so village soldiers who had already fought and were trembling with all their might, but there were no patriarchs and priests.

Jing Zhao's short sword was raised and crossed the neck of a village soldier, "What about the priest and the patriarch?" ”

His voice was hoarse, covered in blood like a demon who had just crawled out of a blood cave, and his rain-soaked hair was sticking to his cheeks in strands, and the drops were not droplets, but drops of blood!

"I—I don't know......" His eyes were full of fear, and he stepped back until he reached the steps, and sat down with his ass, and the weapon in his hand fell in response.

"Please, please let me go...... I really don't know anything, I was arrested, I didn't volunteer to be a soldier, I still have a wife and children to take care of at home, I beg you to ......" He cried, hugging Jing Zhao's thigh and crying.

Jing Zhao indifferently withdrew his short sword and stepped into the ancestral hall to look for it.

But at this moment, the man suddenly became greedy, and the priest said that Gu Jingzhao's head was worth 100 gold, 100 stones of grain, and the official position of the head of Xiaxi Township!

Now, Gu Jingzhao is half a step away from him, and he can cut off his head with a wave of his arm!

With a thought in his heart, he suddenly picked up the short sword at his feet, screamed and stabbed at Jing Zhao.

Moment! Blood gushed, and a severed hand with a sword leaped twice in the air and fell to the ground in a hurry.

The countryman's eyes widened unwillingly, a mouthful of blood gushed out, he slowly lowered his eyes, looked at the dagger inserted in his chest, and looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, and finally, his life was forever frozen in this moment.

When Jing Zhao turned around, A-Ning had already gotten up and pulled out the dagger, and the young man looked calm.

"Ran away." He said.

"There is no back door in the ancestral hall." Jing Zhao said.

The two of them would only be talking about priests and patriarchs at the moment.

Anin was more sensitive to the environment than anyone else, and he knew from the moment he entered the door that the patriarch and priest were bound to leave.

"They went through the secret passage." A familiar voice came.

An Zhiping walked out of the ear room, and he waved his hand to let a few people tie up those villagers.

He walked straight up to Jing Zhao: "Gu Jingzhao, you are still alive now because I help you, but I am not free, I have the conditions to help you." ”

Jing Zhao glanced at An Nanhuai, who was standing beside him, his face was calm, he should have known it a long time ago.

Jing Zhao said: "What conditions?" ”

"I want you to save my daddy." An Zhiping said: "The thunder and lightning that day killed the fifth uncle, which scared my father, and he lost his soul; I want you to help me get his soul back, I know you have what it takes. ”

An Zhiping paused slightly, and continued: "As long as you help me this time, I will continue to help you if you are in trouble in the future." ”

Jing Zhao said: "An Feng doesn't like me, he has always wanted to get rid of me first, I saved him, and he wants to kill me again, how can I do this?" ”

An Zhiping frowned, thinking about how to answer.

An Nanhuai suddenly walked to the opposite side of Jing Zhao, and he saluted him first, "Mr. Gu, you have been thinking too much about this matter, after this battle, everyone in Xiaxi is now of one heart and one mind with you, we will not betray you, let alone want to kill you."

What Zhiping wants you to save today is his father An Feng, not the township leader An Feng who is in charge of Xiaxi under the order of the Great Witch, I hope you can help him for the sake of his loving heart. ”

The other villagers in the ancestral hall also responded: "Please Mr. Gu help the child." ”

Jing Zhao was silent, and he threw his gaze to A Ning again, but A Ning leaned against the railing, his gaze drifting far away, as if he was wandering in the sky.

Jing Zhao thought for a moment and nodded in response, "I'll go to your house tomorrow to have a look." ”