Spring and Autumn I Am King

After the drastic change, the neighing of the people and horses suddenly resounded through the intestines of the sheep, exclaiming, and the screams came one after another. The Ge Spear soldiers who were originally in the formation were anxious, and they wanted to rush up to protect the gentleman, but the road was narrow, and they were blocked by the baggage one after another, making it impossible for them to pass.

At this moment, I heard a loud shout from behind: "Everyone in front is lying down!"

And Wu Jing, who was arranging to move the luggage away from the space, also shouted: "Snapshot what he said!"

The Ge spearmen fell down all at once, feeling that something heavy was trampling on their bodies, and when they raised their heads, they saw seven or eight figures passing by with swords. They passed the blocked road, turned over several carriages, and ran towards the scene of the incident.

It was Tian Ben and several of his soldiers, all lightly armed and short soldiers, with agile skills.

Inadvertently played a cooperative game with Tian Ben, and after spit on the ground, he also started to use his strengths and organized the spearmen to go there in batches.

"A gentleman has the protection of the emperor, and he will be safe and sound. No matter how many assassins come, he will only die!"

Yu Xi, who got off his horse and shot, also thought so. He stood beside the overturned chariot and shot arrows at the assassin who was approaching the four chariots after defeating Mucha. Snow floated on his face and hands. , also unaware.

Yu Xifa made a hit, and had already inserted four or five arrows into the assassin's side, but he was wearing tough shark leather armor, and the arrows could not penetrate the flesh, at most half an inch into the skin, and could not be fatal.

"Abandon the bow, hold the dagger, and come with me!" Yu Xi threw away the bow and arrow, and led the dismounted cavalry over the obstacle and rushed towards the assassin. Although with his performance just now, these people have passed. It can also block two or three times.

As long as the assassin can be held back, the gentleman has time to escape. Or let a large number of soldiers at the rear of the convoy arrive! Dozens of Ge were pecked down together, if you don't believe that he is not dead!

but. Is it too late?

Mucha, who was nailed to the mountain wall with a short spear by the assassin, was also panting heavily. He grabbed the handle of the spear on his shoulder with his backhand, and forcibly pulled the short spear out of his shoulder, blood gushing like a spring. He jumped up, immediately holding the spear, and charged towards the assassin who had his back turned...

"stretch!"

At this moment, everyone who was approaching heard a faint string sound.

"stretch!"

And in Guyezi's auricle. The sound of the string was very crisp, and it was getting closer and closer to him. He saw Zhao Wuxi on the opposite side move his fingers lightly, and then something flew straight towards his eyes, Gu Yezi subconsciously reached out to hold it, only to feel the sharp pain in the palm of his hand, and the flesh was torn apart.

Then, the voice penetrated directly into his... eye sockets!

Just now, Zhao Wuxi finally found the weapon called the crossbow, and shrank to block in front of Le Lingzi and Le Qi. Aim silently at the wall of the car. After Guyezi swung his spear to break open the carriage, he pulled the hanging knife without hesitation and shot an arrow.

The sharp crossbow arrow is extremely fast within three steps, and it is extremely fierce. Although Guyezi grabbed it with an iron palm, he couldn't stop the arrow from hitting his eye socket, and it sank two inches directly. Almost penetrated the skull.

"Ah!" Guyezi cried out in pain, but he didn't hesitate. The arrow and the eyeball were pulled out suddenly, and the blood in the eyes splashed all over the carriage and the ground.

Guyezi's teeth clenched loudly. Breathing in the cold air, he was about to swing his spear and pierce the weak crown gentleman who was winding the bow. But suddenly he felt a sharp weapon pierced into his thigh from behind, pinning him to the ground, and then, a pair of solid arms grabbed his back!

From the side, there was also a gust of cold wind, and two falcon-like daggers crossed and stabbed, one stabbed into his soft waist, smashed his kidneys, and the other chopped off his ears.

It was Tian Ben with prominent eyes and gnashing teeth! He arrived here at a very fast speed and cursed loudly:

"Don't hurt my master!"

In front of the road, Yu Xi charged with the cavalry, and at the back of the road, Jing had already organized everyone, and the spears rushed towards the assassins like a forest.

However, the one who delivered the fatal blow was still Zhao Wuxi.

After the assassin was restrained by his own people, Zhao Wuqi decisively threw away the hand crossbow that was wound very slowly, and drew out the sharp Shaoyu sword. He used the strength of his body to push the sword forward with his palm. Wu Di Shenbing broke through the protection of the shark leather armor, pierced Guyezi's chest, and came out through his body.

The winter snow was thick and dense, and the ground was already pure white, and Gu Yezi's red blood also dripped down on it, like a blossoming peach blossom.

The weapon that No Shirt hides on the four-wheeled carriage is a crossbow. When he was doing the crown ceremony, Han Hu presented Chu Qin's crossbow as a gift. After accepting it, Wu Xie couldn't put it down, and asked Zhao's craftsmen to imitate and improve it. After ten days, he made several small hand crossbows. This item is only a primary version, it can only fire one arrow at a time, and the winding is slow, the power is not large, and the effective range is only fifty or sixty steps.

However, no matter how brave and strong a warrior was, when he was close to this simple-to-operate device that a ten-year-old child could use, the gutter capsized and suffered a fatal blow.

After a few breaths, the assassin kneeling on the snow with his breath left, his arms and legs already abolished by everyone. The sharp sword broke his chest, but the man was not dead yet, he just held his head high and looked fixedly at the young Zhao Wuxi and Le Qi behind him.

Mu Xia was seriously injured, but he still walked to Zhao Wuxi with Yu Xi, Tian Ben, Jing, and even pale Zhao Guangde, Xing Ao, etc. who came to **** him, and said, "I am incompetent, I have never intercepted and killed him. This thief has even disturbed the lord, please punish the lord!"

In the distance, the cavalry who were initially stunned, the armored soldiers who were broken through by the assassins, and even the spearmen who had been delayed in arriving were even more ashamed, and they also stepped forward to apologize.

In fact, it has only been a quarter of a quarter since the assassin threw his spear on the top of the mountain, just a few minutes.

Instead of the usual, Zhao Wuxi would definitely laugh and say that he was fine, but today, his mood was so bad, and the sobbing of Le Lingzi behind him became louder and louder.

She was hugging her father Le Qi, but his blood was still unchecked, more and more flowing from the big hole in her chest.

"Gentleman, father has something to tell you."

Le Lingzi used silver needles to seal all the acupuncture points in his chest and abdomen, but this could only hold Le Qi in a breath and let him speak aloud.

Zhao Wuxi quickly walked to him and held Le Qi's hand tightly.

"Wuweng." This was the first time he addressed Le Qi like that. After returning to this era, except for Zhao Yang. The person who can give him a more "father" feeling is Le Qi.

Song Guoqing was still smiling. He murmured to Wuxi: "My ancestor is Zihan in the city, and the treasure of non-greed is a treasure from generation to generation. The clan has my son who is not a good successor, and the retainer Chen Yin is assisted. There should be no big problem."

Le Lingzi covered his mouth and sobbed, Zhao Wuxi also lowered his eyes sadly, Le Qi was explaining his last words.

Le Qi's face was ruddy, which was a sign of returning to the light, with this last strength. He actually said a lot in one go.

"There are two kinds of jades that are not greedy. One is with me, and the other is worn by the spiritual son. My son is not good, vulgar and unfilial. This jade must be handed over to those who are not greedy, so I can rest assured, so after I die, I will Leave it to you. The two jue are combined into one, and you can dispatch the soldiers of the Le clan. In the future, the Le clan will rely on you."

The blood-stained jade was put into Wu Xie's hands heavily by Le Qi, heavy and sticky.

"This mission. I can't worry about the affairs of Jin and Song. I hope you will be able to persuade your emperor when you arrive in Song, not to let the century-old friendship between the two countries break down."

After talking about these two things. Le Qi gasped for a while, his eyes turning white. It was easy for him to catch his breath, and then he said:

"The person who assassinated me was also a warrior. If possible, ask his name and include him in the assassin's biography. After I die, I don't want to be buried in Jin, I just want to be buried in my hometown, so there is no need for funerals. They are buried in thin coffins, with no concubines, no food, no horses, no gold and jade, and no heavy equipment."

Zhao Wuxi was also a little choked up: "Wuweng, what you said, the boy wrote down one by one!"

Le Qi showed a gratified smile. At this point, he was getting weaker and weaker, and his voice was like a gossamer. Da Si Ming and Shao Si Ming couldn't wait.

"Gubu Ziqing once said that although I will die in Jin, my descendants will be determined to be in the Song Dynasty in the future.

His hand caressed his daughter's face reluctantly, and his consciousness became more and more blurred: "Wu Xie, Lingzi, I will entrust it to you..."

After saying that, he turned his head and died in his daughter's arms.

The snow fell one after another, as if to cover his body.

Wu Xie's heart was twisted like a knife, and he closed his eyes in pain. In the darkness, Le Qi's usual handsome smile was still the same.

"Father!" Le Lingzi hugged Le Qi's gradually cold body and fainted sadly.

Zhao Wuxi leaned over silently, carried Lingzi into another spare warm car, and covered her with a layer of bedding.

Then, he squeezed his fist tightly.

Stronger than the one Chengxiang once, fierce hatred filled his chest.

Who is going to kill Le Qi? Who is going to kill him, is it the Fan family? Is the assassin the only one in front of him, or are there other helpers?

Zhao Wuxi stepped on the snow with heavy footsteps and made a rustling noise. He strode up to the assassin whose limbs had been completely abolished, grabbed the front of his shirt, and asked coldly, "Who sent you here? ?"

The assassin raised his head and looked at the young gentleman, smiling but not answering.

Zhao Wuxi knew what such people cared about, so he eased his breath and said, "Although he is an assassin, he is also a martyr, so he should not be left unrecognized, and should be recorded in the history books and famous for future generations. I'm just asking for the name of your step?"

This sentence is right in the middle of Gu Yezi's arms. Isn't that what he came to assassinate from thousands of miles away? It would be better to let the enemy sing his name.

He raised his voice and said, "The one who stabbed Leqi and Zhao's gentleman today is Gu Yezi from Qi!"

Zhao Wuxi had heard of the war that took place in the west of Lu State, so he knew the name and deeds of this person.

"Gu Yezi, a warrior from the state of Qi..."

Qi State... In order to destroy the Jin-Song alliance, they do have the need to kill Le Qi. But what this person wants to kill today is also himself, but he and Qi have no personal grudges. It is useless to kill a small pedestrian with so many troubles.

Therefore, the mastermind may be someone else besides Qi.

But Guyezi only said this sentence, and then Steel Teeth bit his tongue directly, and spit out a mouthful of rotten meat on his shirtless bottom, which was a dead end.

Everyone was furious and wanted to go forward to kill him, but Zhao Wuxi just stared at the **** stains and pieces of meat on the lower garment without saying a word. Then, without waiting for everyone to make a move, he stepped forward on his own, cut Guyezi's throat with a pink scar with a sharp sword, and then kicked the big man with round eyes to the ground.

The blood gushed like a spring, gurgling on the snow, and the unreasonable warrior died after his throat was cut.

Guyezi's body gradually stopped twitching, and after losing his life, he was no different from a dead dog.

Zhao Wuxi's eyes were cold, watching the blood steaming in the snow, gradually cooling and condensing, then turned his face to the side, and gently brushed the snow petals that fell on his shoulders with his hands.

"The dead and injured horses and the destroyed vehicles will all be pushed down the cliff. We will set off quickly. Before dark, we must arrive at Yuan County!"

In the wind and snow, the group continued on the road, the atmosphere was low, and Zhao Wuxi also felt a chill in his body.

Le Qi is a honest and honest elder. He is gentle and kind, and especially appreciates Zhao Wuxi. He talks about the past and the present with him, and also promises his precious daughter to Wu Xie.

After coming to Spring and Autumn ~www.wuxiahere.com~ for the first time, a "relative" was brutally killed in front of Zhao Wuxi. He felt that something in his heart was strangled to death.

Kind-hearted, hesitant, indecisive, and completely left him from this moment.

Qi Guo, Qi Hou, and Chen Clan, who has a close relationship with the Assassin, have been weaving huge shadows of conspiracy against Wu Xie and Le Qi.

Zhao Wuxi vowed that these murderers must pay the price.

Just like Fan Yang, who witnessed the death of Luanzhen more than fifty years ago, Zhao Wuxi completed his true coming-of-age ceremony.

In this evening intertwined with snow and blood, he killed the innocent boy who had been curled up in his heart from past life to this life! (To be continued..)

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