It was too late, an old man in his seventies, lying in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, and he looked at Shen Zheng eagerly.

"You, you!" Shen Zheng watched the old man fall, and layers of murderous intent rose in his eyes.

"If you don't surrender again, open the city gates, and she will be next. The man pulled out a crying girl from the crowd, who was only five or six years old.

The knife, which was still dripping blood, was now on the girl's neck.

"No, my daughter!" a miserable cry rang out.

"General Shen, save us, save us!" The detained people began to cry helplessly again.

What should I do? Shen Zheng's heart was gradually tightening.

Surrender?

After saving them, who will save more soldiers and civilians who were trampled by the enemy after the city was broken?

Don't save?

How could he watch these people die in front of him?

Seeing that the girl was about to fall to the ground, Shen Zheng bit his lip and made a decision in his heart.

"Child, don't blame me, your death today can be exchanged for the thousands of lives in the city, it's worth it!"

After saying this, Shen Zheng turned around and ordered the soldiers behind him. "Archer, shoot this group of people for me, and leave no one behind!"

Shen Zheng's order made the soldiers stunned, and the bows and arrows in their hands were trembling slightly, and they were not pulled away for a long time.

"You're all deaf, I said, shoot this group of people, and leave no one behind. Shen Zheng saw that the soldiers did not move, and said sharply.

"General, they are all innocent people, how can the general bear it?" Chen Zhongliang looked at Shen Zheng puzzled.

"Then you want me to open the city gate and surrender, and let Yelu come in and kill our soldiers and people!" Shen Zheng stared at Chen Zhongliang fiercely.

"But—"

"Needless to say, I've made up my mind. Shen Zheng turned his back, "Archers prepare!"

The soldiers with bows and arrows slowly raised their hands, and their eyes looked at the people kneeling in the clearing, full of unbearable.

Seeing that Shen Zheng had a killing intent, the group of tart snow soldiers knew that the plan had failed this time.

"Shen Zheng, you are so ruthless. A tart soldier raised the long knife in his hand, "Since you are going to die, I will also find a cushion on your back!"

The sword was raised and flashed with a piercing light.

"Wait!"

In the crowd, there was a loud shout.

The glittering knife was about to fall amid the exclamations of the crowd, and a man stepped out of the crowd.

This person is none other than Jian Chen.

His hand was choking a man's neck at the moment.

That person turned out to be Yelufu, the commander of the Tart Snow army.

"Let them go, or I'll have your generals bury them. Chen Jian looked at the group of tart snow soldiers who wanted to die together, and said sharply.

At this time, Ye Lufu was staring at Jian Chen's chest with complicated eyes.

In Jian Chen's chest, a broken arrow faintly entered, oozing blood, and around his chest, there was a blood-red color.

Jerufu's thoughts returned to half an hour ago—

After standing under the city tower and seeing Shen Zheng leave with a frown, Yelufu knew that the soldiers who had infiltrated the city had already carried out their own plan.

Seeing that his plan to break the city was about to be accomplished, Yelufu was overjoyed in his heart, and while directing the soldiers to fight, he was staring intently at the city gate, and he didn't notice that anyone was approaching around him.

After Chen Jian saw that the people were being held hostage, he had been trying to find a way to save people, and soon, he came up with an idea.

Since the soldiers used the lives of the people as a threat, why didn't they give back to them in their own way?

Without further ado, he quietly jumped out of the corner of the castle tower alone and blended in with the soldiers who were fighting.

The soldiers were concentrating on attacking the city gate, and Jian Chen was walking very fast, so no one noticed that anyone in the team had mixed in.

When Chen Jianshen unknowingly approached Yelufu, he was looking left and right at the city gate, waiting for his own people in the city to open the city gate for him.

Jian Chen knew Yelufu's plan, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose.

This general Tart Xue has played some conspiracy tricks every time he fights, and his behavior has become despicable, and now he is even gambling with the lives of innocent people, which is really in vain as the commander of the three armed forces. Thinking of this, Jian Chen also threw away his guilt for taking hostages and blackmailing others, jumped up and grabbed Yelufu's acupoint, and choked his neck with his backhand.

Seeing that the commander was captured, the surrounding soldiers turned their weapons and rushed towards Jian Chen.

Jian Chen's eyes were cold, and he snorted lightly, "Whoever dares to act rashly, I will kill him immediately!"

Yelufu didn't react to Jian Chen's sudden appearance for a while, and it wasn't until Jian Chen pulled himself in front of him as a shield that he realized his situation.

"I didn't expect that a dignified righteous man would do such a villainous act!" Yelu saw that he had fallen into the hands of Jian Chen, and his stomach began to churn a little trick.

"For the sake of the people of Sanping Town, it doesn't hurt for Jian Chen to be a villain once or twice once or twice. An indifferent smile made Yelufu stunned.

Hasn't this person always confessed to death and strictly adhered to those so-called benevolence, righteousness, and morality?

"You're not afraid of ruining your reputation as a hero. Yelufu winked at the soldiers around him, and his mouth was unforgiving.

"General Yelu doesn't have to provoke me with words!" Chen Jian noticed that the soldiers around him had slowly moved closer, and with a force in his hand, "Don't tell your soldiers to retreat!"

Yelufu was in pain and hurriedly shouted, "Retreat, retreat!"

Seeing Yelufu's expression, the soldiers hurriedly retreated for fear that Jian Chen would accidentally take their general's life.

Turning around and jumping up, Jian Chen took Yelu Fu towards the city tower.

The soldiers couldn't help but open their mouths wide as they watched Jian Chen easily take Yelu Fu towards the top of the city wall.

This kind of kung fu is unheard of and incredible.

When he was about to step onto the city tower with Yelufu in his hand, Jian Chen suddenly felt the sound of breaking wind behind him.

Not good.

Turning his head slightly, Jian Chen saw a cold arrow flying from nowhere, rushing straight towards Yelufu.

didn't have time to think about it, Chen Jian dragged Yelufu in front of him.

The cold arrow that broke through the air pierced through Jian Chen's back, piercing his body and shooting outward, the arrow coming to an abrupt halt less than a centimeter away from Yelufu's body.

With a muffled snort, Jian Chen's chest was instantly stained red with blood.

Gritting his teeth, Jian Chen took Yelufu and fell to the city tower.

Zhang Chao saw that Jian Chen had brought Ye Lufu up, and hurriedly rushed over. "Jian Chen, who are you?"

He didn't know why this sudden situation was happening.

Jian Chen didn't speak, just frowned and glanced back at the black-pressed army of tart snow.

Where did the cold arrows come from, and why was the target Jelufu?

This strength is something that an ordinary soldier can do, could it be that the one who released the cold arrow was a Jianghu person?

Without time to delve further, Jian Chen gritted his teeth and broke the handle of the arrow that came out of his chest.

"Follow me!" Chen Jian replied, turned around and ran towards the city.

Zhang Chao saw that Chen Jian appeared for no reason, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and touched his head.

However, he quickly regained his expression and commanded his soldiers to continue the battle.

"You-why did you save me?" Ye Lufu was led by Jian Chen, looking at the broken arrow in his chest, very incomprehensible.

"You can't die now!" Jian Chen's face did not have a trace of fluctuation-

"General!" the soldier's shout pulled Yelufu's thoughts back.

Yelu turned his mind and looked at Jian Chen beside him. "If I promise to release him, will you let me go too?"

"As long as the general releases these people, I, Chen Jian, promise that I will send the general back safely!"

"Jian Chen, no!" Shen Zheng saw that Jian Chen had taken Ye Lufu hostage, and hurriedly caught up. "The Lord of Tart Snow will be in our hands, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"But, those people—" Jian Chen hesitated.

"If you don't let me go, I'll let the people bury me. Yelufu shouted as he glanced at the tart soldiers in the clearing.

He saw Shen Zhenglai blocking his deal with Jian Chen, and knew what he was thinking.

If you fall into his hand, you will surely die.

The Tart Snow soldiers, who were holding the people hostage, understood Yelufu's meaning, and raised the knife in his hand again at this moment.

"Sacrificing a few hundred people can exchange the safety of my tens of thousands of troops, and I believe the people will understand. Shen Zheng didn't look at those people, his eyes glanced at Jian Chen.

Jian Chen hesitated.

He didn't want to see the civilians killed, but he didn't want to see the soldiers continue to fight.

Yelu saw Chen Jian's contradiction and thought about it. "Jian Chen, for the sake of you saving my life, as long as you let me go, in order to repay your life-saving grace, I will immediately order the army to retreat!"

"Really!" Chen Jian's eyes flashed with joy unabashedly.

It can save the people and avoid the scourge of war, which is indeed the best of both worlds.

"Jian Chen, are you injured?" Chen Zhongliang, who had been standing next to Shen Zheng, saw the broken arrow in Jian Chen's chest.

"It's okay!" Jian Chen smiled slightly and turned to Yelufu, "What you said is true!"

"Jian Chen, a villain like Yelufu can't be trusted!" Chen Zhongliang frowned and looked at the blood on Jian Chen's chest, and stopped.

Chen Zhongliang's words reminded Jian Chen, this Yelufu has played tricks several times, and he really can't believe it.

His eyes began to wander, and Chen Jian's heart began to contradict.

"Uncle, help me!" The girl under the sharp knife seemed to see the dawn of life, and called for help to Jian Chen with her immature voice.

This call made everyone's hearts tighten.

Chen Jian looked at the horror and longing in the little girl's eyes, and the defense line in his heart was crumbling little by little.

"Release the people immediately! Order the troops to retreat, and I will keep you safe. Jian Chen made up his mind.

"Let go!" Yelufu was afraid that Chen Jian would change his mind, so he immediately gave an order to the soldiers.

The tart snow soldier in the clearing received Yelufu's order and slowly put down the knife in his hand.

Shen Zheng made a look, and the soldiers around him found the right time to rush forward and restrain the tart snow soldiers who had discarded their weapons.

The people who were held hostage for the rest of their lives kowtowed to Jian Chen, "Thank you, thank you!"

A woman rushed forward and hugged the little girl, hugging and crying.