Jiaohua

Chapter 1288 I Want To Try
The icy long sword attached to his neck made the little follower dare not move rashly.

But that half of the cry still came out.

Behind the screen of the camp tent, the man who was sitting on the camp bed and ready to undress immediately shouted: "What's going on!"

While talking, he walked around Su Niao's seat and was about to come out, when a dagger was placed on his neck suddenly, the man's eyes widened instantly, his whole body went numb.

Ye Zheng pushed him out, looked at Wu Shaoning: "Is it him?"

The man looked at the little follower who was held hostage by Wu Shaoning inside the tent door, the little follower trembled and looked back at him with a pale face.

Wu Shaoning looked at it carefully and said, "It should be."

Ye Zheng covered the man's mouth tightly, and when he pressed his wrist, the sharp dagger instantly cut a hole in the man's neck.

The man whimpered harshly, struggled twice in vain under Ye Zheng's shackles, and died of despair.

The little follower's legs went limp and he peed on his pants.

Wu Shaoning let go of him in time, and the little follower fell to the ground paralyzed.

A silver light suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes, he raised his head in shock, the long sword in Wu Shaoning's hand was pointed at him, half a foot in front of his throat.

"Forgiveness, forgiveness." The little follower said tremblingly, his voice weak and weak.

"You want to live, don't you?" Wu Shaoning said coldly.

"Let's let the villain go, the villain is a cheap life, and he can't help himself!!"

Wu Shaoning's eyes contained killing intent, and he really wanted to stab the sharp blade in his hand, but Shen Lie explained that this follower could not die yet.

The loyal army burned, killed and plundered all the way, doing all kinds of evil. If the snakes and mice have no leader now, they are afraid that they will become bandits and endanger hundreds of villages, towns and cottages in Lingde's countryside.

Wu Shaoning looked at the little follower, and said in a deep voice: "You lead the way, and take your soldiers and horses all the way to the north of the Pingpi official road."

"Official way? Going to the official way, isn't that sending you to death?"

"Let them die for you, and you can leave early. If you can succeed, you will be counted as successful in suppressing the bandits, leaving you a way to survive."

The little attendant looked at the sharp blade in front of his throat, and stammered: "Okay, okay, I promise you guys."

Ye Zheng came over and said, "We will keep an eye on you in the dark. If you dare to play tricks, we will never let you go lightly."

"The villain dare not, the hero, the villain will never dare!"

Wu Shaoning put his sword back into its sheath, looked at Ye Zheng, Ye Zheng nodded, and the two left quietly.

There were also several dead bodies in several large tents nearby, and the hidden guards came out to gather and rushed to the entrance of the valley in the southwest direction as quickly as possible.

There are seven large tents at the mouth of the valley, and they are scattered in disorder due to the terrain.

There are militiamen patrolling near the camp, carrying earthen guns and knives, chatting and walking.

The accent is not entirely from the Weiping Mansion in Youzhou, but from all over the place.

One of the teams crossed the small stream, and the person who walked in the front was famous in the army for his dog nose. He sniffed it and said, "No!"

The others looked at him.

He sniffed and sniffed, and stepped up to a tent.

"You're going to die!" A person grabbed him and lowered his voice, "This is Captain Liu's tent!"

"It doesn't smell right in here!" Dog Nose said.

"What's wrong?"

"Look and talk!"

The dog's nose opened the tent door directly.

As soon as he lifted the curtain, a strong and pungent smell rushed to his face, and everyone could smell it.

The torch in the dog's nose poked into the dark tent, and the body of Captain Liu lying on the camp bed and the blood flowing down the ground shocked everyone.

According to the military regulations, no officer is allowed to kill his own people in private, so Goubi thought that Captain Liu killed people secretly, and he could still make meritorious service if he caught the ready-made one. Unexpectedly, it was Captain Liu himself who died.

Some people turned around and ran to find other officers nearby.

As a result, there was another corpse in that tent.

Immediately afterwards, the bodies of other officers were discovered, and the entire valley was in chaos.

A strong death panic fell, as if there was a silent night owl god silently watching the earth.

A group of militiamen ran quickly towards the mountain stream on the right. Because they were too panicked, one fell down during the run. He staggered up and yelled for his companions to wait.

Feeling numb in his scalp while running, he turned his head and looked at the dark night behind him, there seemed to be someone there, but there seemed to be no one there.

No, no matter what, he hurried to chase his companion.

And what he didn't know, and it was impossible to know, was that there was indeed a pair of dark and cold eyes on the mountain at this time, silently staring at his back.

At the end of the narrow road in the mountain stream on the right, there is a river beach that is hard to find. On the rocky ground in the river beach, there are three big tents, without any lights.

"Your Majesty!" The militiamen shouted in panic from a distance, "Your Majesty!!"

The patrolling militia guarding outside the tent quickly walked over: "What are you doing!"

"What happened?"

"Keep your voice down, you're going to die!"

"Lieutenant Liu and the others are all dead!" The militiamen who ran over shouted, "Where is your lord! Your lord!"

"What?!" The guards were shocked.

A group of people ran to the largest tent, and a man with a blue scarf wrapped around his forehead, who seemed to be the leader of the team, rushed in: "Your Majesty!"

"What are you doing!" There was a very loud shout from the tent, "Get out!!"

The team was stammering, telling what happened outside, the man in the tent was startled: "There is such a thing! Then, where is Mr. Xie? Has someone been sent to Mr. Xie's side?"

"Already gone!"

"Go? Oh, just go!" The man's astonished tone just disappeared, and he said coldly, "Then let Prime Minister Xie come forward, the king is asleep!"

Several militiamen who broke in hesitated: "But your lord, that person can kill so many of our masters without knowing it. He must be very powerful and very good at assassination. Then we..."

"No matter how powerful you are, can you be as powerful as this king!" The man yelled, "If you think this king is not powerful, then come here, and I will sit on the throne for you!"

The men drove out the militiamen.

The militiamen were at a loss, but after a while they thought, this place should be the safest place. As for the ones at the mouth of the valley, they didn't leave.

The riverside was cool, and everyone gathered together, and the panic and fear always permeated the side, lingering and lingering.

Ye Zheng, Wu Shaoning and other six secret guards followed the mark left by Shen Lie, and they could see the dozen or so people on the river beach at a glance.

"Young Master," Ye Zheng said in a low voice, "Xie Zhong is dead, and several generals in the Zhongxin Army are dead."

Wu Shaoning asked: "They keep talking about the king, is Qian Fengrong in that tent?"

Shen Lie stood with his sword in his arms, his waist was extremely thin because of his black strong clothes, and he was completely hidden in the shadows of the branches and trees. If there were no marks pointing to it, the hidden guards would never have found him standing here.

"It should be." Shen Lie said lightly.

"A crossbow?" Ye Zhengdao.

All the guards looked at Shen Lie.

Each of them is carrying a crossbow machine with four bursts of arrows, and with their skills, they can load the arrows in the shortest time and shoot four more.

Before the other party reacted, it was no problem to shoot sixteen shots each.

Six people, that is 64 rounds, the strong penetrating power is enough to make the tent where Qian Fengrong is located be shot into a sieve.

Shen Lie's black eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, he said in a deep voice, "I want to try."

"Master, you mean..."

"I want to kill him with my own hands."

(End of this chapter)