The sky over the border city was overcast, and the rain gradually became heavier, and the raindrops dripped down the eaves and merged into the ditches on both sides of the street, and the 180 flowing water mats were in a mess, and the warm food was wet, and the soup splashed everywhere, falling on the porcelain bowls with a crisp sound.

The aroma of wine is diluted by the rain, and the floral fragrance tends to be none,

Only the man who stepped forward had a lingering greasy smell on his body.

"Zhang San, the butcher of the thirteenth lane of Linqu City!"

"Come and die!"

The rough voice exploded on the long street,

Zhang San learned to tell the storyteller's mouth in the mouth of the people in the rivers and lakes to die generously, I don't know why, adding a string of prefixes in front of his name seems to be a lot more imposing, and the two words "to death" are the finishing touch.

Maybe it's too tragic,

It's not right, it's not right!

Zhang San shook his head suddenly,

"Zhang San, the butcher of the thirteenth lane of Linqu City!"

"Come and take your dog's life!"

Zhang San scratched his head and shouted again,

Now it's right!

Lao Tzu is a butcher of Qi Di,

Why is it so tragic?

The shabby soles of the boots stepped on the ground and the coarse cloth trouser legs bulged slightly, the thread buttons on the short placket were torn open to reveal the fat and flesh trembling, and the pig-killing knife in his hand was held obliquely in his right hand, adding a ruthlessness to the already fierce complexion, and the pace suddenly accelerated when the words fell.

The woman in the red wedding dress with a phoenix crown and xia veil looked at it in a daze, and the wedding dress wet by the rain was attached to her body, revealing the curves on her delicate body, but the eyes of all the people in the field fell on the butcher who was full of anger, and a touch of shame flashed in the eyes of the disdainful people, and the beautiful eyes of the woman in the wedding dress were full of astonishment.

The young man in the python robe did not move,

Just raised the hat and quietly watched the pig killer who was full of greasy breath striding on the empty long street, there was no order between his steps, and the pig killing knife in his hand was no longer abnormal except for sharpening it, not like a master who was hidden in the city.

"He doesn't know martial arts?"

The young man raised his eyes and asked, and the Zeng Fuzi on the side was slightly surprised.

"No, it won't. ”

Zeng Fuzi shook his head.

"It's just the ordinary weaving mat sellers in the market, slaughtering pigs and buying wine. ”

"Before I came to the party, I bought his pork, and it was very generous. ”

"If Your Highness doesn't join the line. ”

"I think he has also made a living from this work in his life. ”

Zeng Fuzi replied sideways,

"There are a lot of people like this in Qidi?"

"Not much before. ”

Zeng Fuzi was stunned for a moment and then groaned,

"But I want to come after His Highness enters the Qi realm. ”

"The more people do that. ”

"There are so many that they are like crucian carp crossing the river, and there are countless of them. ”

"Oh?"

The young man groaned softly.

"You can't kill it, and you can't bury it. ”

Zeng Fuzi looked at the direction of the party behind him and said abruptly.

"There is no right or wrong in the national war. ”

"Qi Guobing is out, don't talk about it. ”

"Why are you here, ......?"

"Instead, I've become the worst of the worst?"

The smile on the corner of the young man's mouth became more and more intense.

"This is the so-called righteous oppression?"

"As far as Qianguo is concerned, His Royal Highness is a person who has opened up the territory and expanded the territory for eternity. ”

"As far as the Qi Kingdom is concerned, His Royal Highness is a person who has been extremely vicious and stinking for thousands of years. ”

"There is no right or wrong in the national war. ”

"But in the hearts of the people of Qi Realm, His Highness has died and cannot be redeemed. ”

Zengfuzi's voice fell,

The young man's eyes swept over,

I don't know when a head pops out of the whole long street, that is, the windows on the second floor of the street are crawling with human heads, perhaps brought up by the momentum of the butcher, although he does not dare to wave a knife at the same time as the person in the field, but looking at his eyes with a fierceness, he wants to eat himself alive.

"Now it seems. ”

"Emperor Qi, his old man's purpose has been achieved. ”

The young man retracted his gaze and said softly.

"This is the will of the people, Your Majesty will follow the trend!"

Zeng Fuzi didn't care about the disrespectful title of the young man next to him, but just saluted in the direction of Yong'an.

"Actually, Your Highness can break this situation right now!"

"All it takes is a glass of poisoned wine. ”

"Give the general surnamed Bai to death to comfort the souls of 200,000 undead!"

"Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and this game can be self-defeating. ”

Zeng Fuzi said calmly.

I was the first person to see the miserable scene of the party, but today, the anger in my heart is still difficult to calm down.

"You know that's impossible. ”

"How can there be a cunning rabbit to die, a lackey to cook, this bullshit is upside down?"

"Then there is no solution. ”

"It's like His Highness personally sending an envoy to Yong'an. ”

Zeng Fuzi muttered.

"In many years, Your Highness will meet a Qi country that is far more powerful than this time. ”

"At that time, Qi people and dry people will never die!"

"That's what the Master thinks, too?"

The young man raised his eyebrows.

"I'm also a Qi person. ”

Zeng Fuzi looked at the young man and said very seriously.

"What a Qi person!"

"Between square inches, people are all enemy countries!"

"When the puppet is angry, blood splatters five steps!"

"This hall also wants to know how many puppets in Qi Realm have sacrificed their lives and forgotten their deaths?"

On the long street,

The butcher with the pig-killing knife was fifty feet away.

Without words,

The Iron Knight has drawn the powerful crossbow on his back,

Raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky and slapped on the soldiers' hands, and the water droplets dripped down the hats, and the latter's eyelids did not blink, and the slapping on his hands still did not move.

When the distance is thirty zhang from the iron horse,

You can see a sharp cold light flashing on the cluster of arrows,

The butcher grinned,

The arm is rounded, and the left foot is suddenly stepped out.

The pig-killing knife in his hand was thrown out with all his might,

The moment the finger is pressed,

Hundreds of arrows pierced through the heavy rain curtain,

In an instant,

"Puff ......"

It's the dull sound of arrows piercing through flesh,

The butcher in the field, covered in blood,

Raise your head to the sky and roar,

At last he fell to the ground,

The whole person is covered with arrows like a hedgehog,

Dense and shocking,

"Bang Bang ......"

The pig-killing knife that came out of his hand fell weakly before the young man was ten feet, rolled several times in the rain, and finally stopped on the bluestone slab, leaving a long series of white marks.

"Dead?"

"Dead!"

"It's not worth dying like that!"

"Alas, I didn't expect that the person who slaughtered pigs and bought wine on weekdays was a backbone man. ”

There was a sigh of embarrassment.

meanwhile

"Nan, no Ami, more, Po, night. ”

"Do, he, ga, many, night. ”

"Do, Dor, Earth, Night, Ah, Mi Nadu, Bhabi......"

The monks on both sides of the long street knelt in the rain in the direction of the west, their hands folded, their lips squirmed, and the obscure tone continued to sound on the long street, and the full name of the mantra was "Pulling out all karmic obstacles and attaining the Pure Land Dharani Sutra", and the legend says that the mantra is recited 21 times a day and night. Pious and persistent, that is, it can eliminate the five rebellious, ten evil, slander and other serious crimes, at this moment, from a distance, the group of bald donkeys is very pious and has no intention of stopping.

"Knives!"

Zhang Chengliang drank lowly.

"Daddy!"

"Isn't it good to be alive?"

The woman in the wedding dress looked at the hundreds of iron horsemen and frowned.

"When will the country and the family hate, when will the grievances be retribution?"

"Up?"

Zhang Chengliang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Unless the country is ruined, there will be no grievances!"

"A generation of slaughtering dogs and pigs, how can it be like this. ”

"How can the old man make a living for the old pawn of Daqi?"

I don't know when the woman in the red wedding dress quietly hugged back a simple knife tightly wrapped in a cloth, with slight rain marks on the cloth, and her steps were slow.

This knife has been hidden at home for more than ten years, and I don't know if it is easy to use?

The left hand holding the cloth knife became tighter and tighter,

The strip of cloth was torn off,

The sound of the exposed knife is clear,

There is a faint cold light on the blade,

Obviously, the knife is often polished without the slightest trace of rust.

The long knife is on the side,

The old man resolutely got up,

"There are strong men, willing to go!"

The old voice carried an indomitable momentum,

"I, Kou Xingdong, said that I would like to accompany the old man on a journey. ”

"It's still a count!"

The man surnamed Kou smiled and drew a knife beside him.

"After eating the meat, drinking the wine, and letting the words go, how can there be any reason to be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

"I'm Hangguanjiang, Shuiyuan Lane, Nanqiaocheng, Chaoyang County, and I'm willing to go!"

"I'm Meng Xiang, Chunshui Street, Linfen City, Fenshui County, and I'm willing to go!"

"I'm Shangchuan County, Mengliang City, Shanghe Street, Zhou Zhengliang, I'm willing to go!"

......

The men who spoke out before were all following the old man and stepping on the empty long street, speeding through one hundred and twenty flowing water seats, and the weapons in the hands of the people in the rivers and lakes were also varied, swords, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, all kinds of Qimen weapons, which looked like a group of rabble, and it was indeed like a rainbow.

"Array!"

The first lieutenant snorted.

Hundreds of horsemen divided into three columns,

With an iron halberd in front of him,

The long street, which was not wide, was blocked with water.

The crossbows of the two hundred iron riders behind him have been raised again,

"Does their death make sense?"

The young man in the python robe said softly.

"Right now, it's lighter than a feather!"

"In the future, it is heavier than Mount Tai!"

Zeng Fuzi said loudly.

"What if the main hall dies in Qidi?"

Hearing this, the young man's eyes burned,

"The court didn't make a move. ”

"Your Highness will not die. ”

Zeng Fuzi said very seriously.

"Emperor Qi, his old man has a good calculation. ”

"Public opinion, public resentment!"

"The people's grievances are better than the people's opinions, and they are indeed leading to my big work. ”

The young man sneered.

Master Zeng was silent,

The young man's right hand was raised,

Then he swung down,

The arrows went away with a clattering sound in the air,

The crossbow is unavoidable from zero distance,

Zhang Chengliang suddenly raised the knife, the feeling of fighting on the battlefield when he was young seemed to return to this old body, Pu Dao raised it to block an arrow shot from the front door, the knife and arrow intersected and made a crisp buzz, the rain droplets on the blade splashed out, the arrow bent suddenly, and the feathers at the micro end swayed.

"Hoo ......"

Breathed a long sigh of relief,

When looking forward, there were more than 20 corpses, all of which were killed by several arrows vomiting blood, but in just a few breaths, the long street was already stained red with blood, and the figures who fell to the ground were all shot in the chest, and no one turned around.

Looking down, the slight end of an arrow on his calf was still shaking slightly, and the pain made the old man frown, and he really gritted his teeth, and he didn't even let out a muffled snort.

In the majestic rain, the old man held the knife in one hand and flipped his wrist.

Expressionlessly, he swung towards the shaft of the arrow.

"His grandmother has a leg, this arrow is quite accurate!"

The man surnamed Kou suddenly pulled out the arrow on his waist and bled like a note,

"The old man really doesn't hide it, I Kou Xingdong has traveled south and north in my life, and there are not a few Qi people who are intercepted and killed on the big rivers. ”

"Fun!"

"Old man, I'll go first!"

Looking at Zhang Chengliang, who was lame beside him, the man surnamed Kou grinned.

......

"This is the spirit of Qi people!"

Zeng Fuzi muttered, and the little scholar behind him was speechless with his mouth wide open, for some reason this moment is more atmospheric than yesterday when Master Zi faced thousands of strange birds with his sword in the Shangdang Basin.

The smell of blood on the long street gradually became stronger,

The red-clothed and black-armored Liangzhou Iron Rider finally fell a corpse within ten zhang in front of him, it was the man surnamed Kou whose abdomen was bleeding all over the ground, dragging out a blood mark, and his right hand stretched out vigorously, wanting to hold the long knife on the ground, but suddenly an arrow fell and was fixed on the back of his hand, so close that the arrow was clustered into the bluestone and did not fall down.

The man surnamed Kou was decadently lying on the ground,

Finally, he suddenly got up and pulled out the arrow with his left hand.

Staggering forward,

Pick up the long knife on the ground,

In the end, the knife fell,

He was the first to step into the room,

Looking up was the cold eyes of the Liangzhou Iron Rider,

The scabbard embroidered with black python pattern is out of hand,

The cool knife slammed down,

The husband was angry, and the blood splattered five steps,

It is indeed his own blood that is splashed,

The head fell to the ground and tumbled into the ditch on both sides of the long street, the rain washed it, the head rose and rolled, stained with sewage and mud, Zeng Fuzi on horseback silently turned over and dismounted, picked up the head in the ditch and walked to the field to put it on the headless body of the man surnamed Kou who fell to the ground.

At this moment, there is only one person left on the long street,

The lame old man walked forward silently with a simple knife,

Behind her, a woman in a red wedding dress knelt in the rain, her voice was hoarse, her long hair was sticking to the wedding dress one by one, and the phoenix crown on her head had already fallen into the rain......

"Knock! knock! knock!"

At the end of the long street there was a low drum beating,

A thin old man in a wheelchair wielded a drum hammer, and the rain stirred up on the cowhide drum surface, and he looked closely at the entire broken leg on the wheelchair, and he didn't know how to survive to this day.

street corner

Seventeen old soldiers came in succession,

They all wore hats and held knives,

The gray cloth jacket is mottled iron armor,

The drums beat suddenly,

Raining down,

The old man with the drum hammer had bruises on his forehead.

"The old soldier of the Jiazi battalion in the south of Qi State, Zhao Yangzhong!"

"The old soldier of the Jiazi battalion in the south of the Qi country, Donghonglian!"

"The old pawn of the Jiazi battalion in the south of Qi State, Liu Manhan!"

A deep voice sounded in the long street,

Smell,

Zhang Chengliang turned around suddenly,

"His grandmother's, these old killers, they can't get together on weekdays!"

"I'm going to die this time, but I've got a pile. ”

"That's it!"

"We're buried in one old bone!"

Zhang Chengliang scolded and said,

"Old man. ”

"Here we are!"

The old pawn in the lead shouted.

The rain trickled down from the eaves, onto his gray hair, onto the wrinkles of sorrow on his forehead, and then over his swarthy cheeks, and as it dripped down his chin, his frown suddenly loosened.

"The veterans of the A-word battalion gather and kill the enemy!"

Zhang Chengliang laughed heartily.

Throughout

The Liangzhou Iron Cavalry in the other section of the long street is not moving,

Until the moment when the old man is ready,

Only then did the sound of the knife be drawn,

His right foot sank on the stirrup,

The lieutenant turned around silently,

looked at the young man in the python robe with pleading in his eyes,

The latter nodded,

"Dismount!"

The captain shouted violently,

Thirty uniformly turned over and dismounted,

The hat is on the back of the neck,

The cool knife was held diagonally in his hand and stepped on the bluestone to kill,

silent

It's a dead silence,

There is no shouting of killing,

There is no trumpet,

Even the drums in the distance have stopped,

Only the sound of footsteps in the rain,

After counting the breath,

There was a hissing sound, and the cloth was cut,

The sword was shaken off, and the wrist was cut off,

The sound of muffled humming in the wind and rain continued to sound, and the wooden doors of the shops on the street were scattered all over the place, and the hand-to-hand combat was a step-by-step killing machine, not to mention that they were all soldiers killed in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, and more than ten people fell to the ground or fell into the store in an instant.

"Fuck it!"

"People are old and useless!"

Zhang Chengliang spit out a mouthful of blood and scolded with a smile, there was a wooden board attached to him, the barbs had been deeply hooked into the flesh, the cloth clothes on his body were already soaked, and several locks of wet hair were pasted on his forehead, the battle armor had already been damaged, and blood continued to gush out from seven or eight wounds around his body, and soon the tattered clothes were dyed into bloody clothes.

"This is Butcher Xu's soldiers?"

"Damn, it's even more violent!"

In the shop next door, there was also an old soldier who fell into the shop and scolded, his body was full of mud and water stains, there were a few drops of blood on his old and dark face, and countless cuts were cut out of the thin jacket between his chest and abdomen, and the cotton inside was stretched out everywhere, and the middle of the abdomen was extremely deep, all the way to his bones, and in his internal organs, there was blood oozing out of the thin jacket and other colors of body fluids, and it was not that it hurt any organs.

"Old man, rushing once?"

The old man next door sat up straight and yelled.

"Rush once!"

Zhang Chengliang spat out a mouthful of bloody spit in response.

The captain of Liangzhou, who was standing with a knife on the long street, couldn't help frowning when he looked at the few crisscrossing knife marks on his chest, he didn't think that more than a dozen veterans of Qi Country still had such a strong combat power after so many years of suffering in the market.

"Old man, it's on your way!"

The old soldier looked at the Liangzhou soldiers on the long street in a cloudy and weak manner, and there seemed to be a lot of phlegm in his throat, and he coughed a few times in great pain, coughing up two mouthfuls of bloody phlegm.

"It's coming!"

Zhang Chengliang responded,

The old soldier who fell to the ground and did not die stood up tremblingly with his sword,

......

After half a cup of tea,

The lieutenant watched the slightly black blood flowing down the cool knife to the cracks between his fingers before it could become sticky and washed away by the rain, looking up at the corpses all over the street, his heart was a little dazed for a moment, but when his eyes fell on the young man in the python robe, he suddenly became firm.

Silently put the knife into the sheath,

Take a few steps forward,

"Your Highness, the enemy has been executed!"

Captain Jin took more than a dozen wounded soldiers and knelt respectfully in the tunnel.

"Get in the queue!"

The young man's clear voice sounded,

The sound of the iron rider stepping on it sounded again in the rain,

The people on the street and the people in the rivers and lakes silently bowed their heads,

But there was already blood in his eyes.

......

Following

At the end of the day,

The young man in the python robe stretched out of the inn and pushed the door open.

"Bang Bang ......"

The door didn't open,

There was the sound of iron colliding,

"A basket of knives, the people in the city are really willing to do it. ”

The young man rubbed his eyes and chuckled.

Outside the door of the inn, a huge bamboo lou is full of all kinds of knives, from the kitchen knives used by ordinary people to cut vegetables and cook, to the butcher knives used to kill pigs and cattle, and I don't know that the rammer stole the guillotine used by the county government to kill criminals overnight.

"This is the custom of your Qi land?"

After the young man yawned, he looked at the Zeng Fuzi on the side and couldn't help but laugh.

"If you want to go south for hundreds of miles, I'm afraid this basket won't fit. ”

Zeng Fuzi looked at the young man with burning eyes.

"Oh?"

"Can't fit?"

"That's a good feeling. ”

The young man walked on the edge of the basket.

"My dad used to talk about how much it costs to make a good saber. ”

"I took the baskets of knives. ”

"When I go back to Beijing in the future, it is also excellent to rebuild in the furnace. ”

"I'd rather have a few more baskets of knives. ”

"No matter how bad the copper and iron are, it can be worth a few taels of silver. ”

The young man smiled.

Zeng Fuzi did feel inexplicably cold.