"Butt!" the snow on the ground was trampled apart by the horses' hooves.

A group of light horsemen dressed as bandits stopped at a pass on the border between the Jintang and Tang Countries.

The leader was a middle-aged man who covered his mouth and nose with a half-gray scarf, leaving only his eyes exposed.

In the wind and snow, he rode his horse and walked a few laps in front of the pass. He carefully looked the pass up and down again before nodding and speaking to the people behind him in a Jinguo dialect.

"Send a message to the king, saying that there is no problem at this pass. ”

They had already circled around this pass a few times, and it was certain that there was not a single Tang soldier.

That's what they're here for.

Some time ago, a person from the Central Plains wrote a letter to the king, and they naturally didn't know the specific content of the letter, only that the other party said a few secret passes that could bypass the Tang soldiers.

They are here to determine the authenticity of this news, and this is already the last pass.

So far, there has indeed not been a single Tang soldier stationed, and the nearby mountains and forests have also been probed by them over and over again, ruling out the possibility of an ambush.

A flying eagle was released from the team with the news and disappeared into the snow.

The cavalry, on the other hand, lingered in front of the pass for a while, and then passed through the pass and ran into the mountains.

They also need to try again to see if these passes can really bypass behind the Tang Army's defensive line.

Shortly after they left, a man in black appeared in front of the pass.

With a broken sword in his arms, he crouched down in the middle of the road, reached out and touched the messy horseshoe prints on the ground, probably thinking about something for a while.

Then, he raised his head again, got up and walked into the pass along the messy mud and snow.

In the snow, the black figure seemed thin and silent.

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For the villagers living near the border pass, the recent border pass has somehow been much more stable, there are no horse bandits, no bandits, no need to worry about the safety of the road when entering and exiting the pass, and the village no longer needs to be robbed.

This period of time is undoubtedly peaceful, and for them, this peace is already a rare blessing.

Although I don't know why there have been a lot of officers and soldiers at the border in recent months, it is clear that as long as there is no impact on their lives, they will not bother with it.

In Huaikou Village, people in the village don't go out much on snowy days in winter, they just want to light a pot of charcoal at home, and then nest by the fire all day.

This made the village seem quiet on this day, with only a few children playing in the snow on the village road, with the occasional laugh of chasing.

It also makes the next sound from a distance seem very obvious.

"Dada-da!"

Dense sounds accompanied by a slight tremor of the ground broke the silence of the small village.

The villagers were familiar with the sound, even if they hadn't heard it in nearly a year.

This is the sound of horses' hooves, and the sound of horses' hooves in such a hurry usually brings bad things.

Almost immediately, several villagers had already run out of the door to bring back their children, and then locked the door.

Only a little girl was left in the middle of the road, she was a child without parents, so no one cared about her.

She just stood quietly at the entrance of the village, listening to the sound of horses' hooves getting heavier and heavier, until she saw a group of men and horses stopped in front of the village.

The villagers hid by the window in horror, and through the window, they also saw that it was a horse thief, and the clothes on the other party made them sure of this.

But at the same time, they had never seen so many horse thieves, but at a cursory glance, there were thousands of them.

Some people were immediately so frightened that they knelt down, while others were already crying.

Among the cavalry of the Jin Kingdom, the middle-aged man who led the way saw the village of the Tang people in front of him, stood for a while, lightly raised the scimitar in his hand, and spoke.

"Dispose of it. ”

They can't let people see that they've come.

The little girl at the entrance of the village was still standing there, looking very calm, maybe she didn't know what was going to happen next, or maybe she didn't know how to be scared anymore

But when the cavalry drew their scimitars behind them and prepared to rush forward, a figure suddenly appeared in the middle of them and the village.

It was a man dressed in black.

No one saw how he appeared, he just suddenly appeared there, holding a tattered sword in his arms and standing in the snow with his head bowed.

The cavalry leader of the Jin Kingdom frowned and shouted, "Who is coming!?"

This is the Tang dialect he learned from a businessman in the same Tang Kingdom back then, in fact, he will only say this.

Hearing the shouts of the cavalry leader, the man in black seemed to have finally had some reaction.

I saw him slowly pull out the sword in his arms, put it on the ground in front of him, and let it sink slightly into the dirty snow.

It was really a very worn sword, the sword was full of scars, and the blade had various curls, and it was almost impossible to tell that it was a sword.

But the man in black didn't seem to care about this, he just raised his eyes to look at the cavalry in front of him, and said in a very flat tone.

"You don't need to know my name, I'm just here to kill. ”

None of these people will make it back alive, his sword said.

The cavalry of the Jin Kingdom naturally couldn't understand what he said, but there was only one person on the other side, and there was no need for them to be afraid.

Seeing that the man drew his sword, the cavalry leader did not say anything more, but raised the scimitar in his hand and shouted.

"Kill!"

In an instant, the wind and snow were chaotic, and thousands of cavalry urged the war horses under them, and rushed to the village with the momentum of shaking the ground and the mountains.

They will kill everyone they see.

And the man in black also silently put his hand on the hilt of the sword in front of him.

He'll kill everyone who rushes at him.

When the two collided together, a sword light flashed with blood, followed by the neighing of war horses and the wailing of people.

In the clouds of smoke and snow, no one could see what was happening except for the little girl standing at the village gate.

It wasn't until dusk that the smoke and dust in front of the village gradually subsided.

A warhorse, having lost its owner, fled into the valley in a hurry, leaving behind a corpse and bloodstains.

The blood stained the snow red, and the only figure still standing.

"Click. ”

Among the countless corpses and broken blades, the man in black put away his sword and turned around.

It was also at this time that he noticed the little girl who was still standing at the village gate.

She didn't run away, but kept standing there, looking at him calmly, with a little blood splashed on her face.

The man silently walked up to the girl and stopped without saying a word.

He was waiting for her to speak, because she seemed to have something to say.

Sure enough, the girl made a sound.

"Can I follow you?" she asked.

The man's hands were bleeding, and the blood stains on his hair and face made his face look blurred.

He looked at the girl for a moment, half loudly, and replied in a hoarse voice.

"No, I can't. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand, as if to wipe the blood from the girl's face, but the hand stopped in the air, because he found that there was more blood on his hand, and he couldn't wipe the girl's face.

He knew what the girl might have gone through, but he couldn't get the girl to let go, because he already had a blood debt on his own body.

"I'm sorry. In the end, he just left such a sentence lightly and walked past the girl.

After that, he had to go back to the Central Plains, because he found out that the people he had just killed were not horse thieves, but soldiers of the Jin Kingdom.

The reason is simple, he knows the token on their waist.

As for why he wanted to go back to the Central Plains, because if he wanted to kill the people of the Jin Kingdom, he would need some manpower.