Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 132

Ittihad was running away desperately, and with a bang sound, he finally took off the eight-petal helmet on his head when he was running out of breath.

This excellent steel helmet, which Ittihad liked so much on weekdays, was thrown away by him like spitting.

Crash!The skirt armor and armguards on his body were also thrown all over the floor, but Ittihad didn't untie them by himself, but his personal guards helped them take them off.

After the armor was taken off, Ittihad finally looked less conspicuous, and his body became much more relaxed, so his mind became more flexible.

He knew that he had a big problem this time, and the destruction of Shule City was a certainty, but it wasn't that there was no chance.

With half-closed eyes, Ittihad ran wildly with the support of his personal guards, and began to calculate in his heart. Just now, there was a fire in the east and north of the city, and the heretics in the west of the city must have been instigated by someone.

They also opened the east city gate at the moat, but fortunately they could only open the east city gate, the passage there was narrow, and Khotan's army was due north, so not many people would be able to enter for a while.

So Ittihad still has a chance, as long as he runs back to the governor's mansion, he can run to the side of the king's city through the secret passage behind the governor's mansion.

It is said to be a mansion, but it is actually a solid city within a city. After Saktu Brag Khan regarded Shule as the actual capital, he reinforced it and stored enough food inside, so maybe he could hold on to it.

The screams kept ringing out, and the crowd behind him boiled like boiling water. Ittihad saw countless Askar and God Warriors who were stripped down to their close-fitting single clothes, running away crazily, much faster than the governor. much.

Suddenly, a huge force came, and Ittihad, who was running out of breath, was pushed to the corner of the street by a thick warrior. It turned out that people thought he was running slowly and blocked him in the middle of the road. road.

If it was normal, who would dare to offend him, the governor of Shule, Great Yilik like this, Ittihad would definitely not mind letting him go to the prison to rot slowly.

But this time, he wisely didn't make any extra moves, not even reprimanded, but got up and ran away.

However, he still couldn't understand that the man in golden armor on the opposite side had only brought dozens of people over, but there were thousands of people on his side. How could these thousands of people be coaxed away by dozens of people?
'Hey! 'The crisp sound of horse hooves came, who would dare to ride a horse while escaping?Could it be that some warrior with conscience found out and came to attract firepower and cover for him, the governor?
But as soon as he looked up, Ittihad knew that he was thinking too much. On the horseback was a Khotan general wearing a phoenix-winged helmet. It was the man in golden armor that Ittihad could never forget.

The man in golden armor rode his horse and ran in front of them, and then dismounted directly at the end of the street. He didn't have a weapon in his hand, and he just stood like that, with a power of his own. There were at least a hundred routs on this trail, and they all hesitated. Those who dare not pass.

"Where is Ittihad? Someone just wants his life, tell who is Ittihad, and the rest can go!"

As Zhang Zhao said, he took off a well-made eight-petal helmet and a piece of skirt armor from the horse's back, and threw them on the ground with a bang.

"So-and-so is the Duke of Fengtian County of the Jin Kingdom. The city wall in the west of the city was collapsed by a certain person. A certain person keeps his word. For everyone here, I will only kill Ittihad, and the rest will survive, but don't even try to deceive them! "

Zhang Zhao was covered in blood, even on his face. Just now, he only used dozens of people to break through the last line of defense of the God Warriors, but Ittihad also disappeared at that time, but fortunately, he Following the golden armor of Ittihad on the ground, he chased it all the way.

It's just that the people here have almost all taken off their armor, and everyone is wearing a few unlined clothes. He really can't recognize who is Ittihad.

"It seems that I don't want to say that a certain person appreciates your dedication, and is willing to die for a so-called noble person who is usually high above you and shouts at you!

Then come on, whether you can live or not depends on whether you have the ability to escape from the sword of a certain person! "

Zhang Zhao slowly pulled out the horizontal knife on the horse's back, and even put on the diamond mask. Although there were hundreds of people on the opposite side, Zhang Zhao was not afraid at all, they dared not come over!
The crowd seemed to have been immobilized, and no one dared to go up.

joke!Not to mention that they are desperate now and only want to escape for their lives, even on weekdays, the man in golden armor on the opposite side is not something they dare to provoke.

During the silent confrontation, the shouts of killing in the distance were getting closer and closer. It seemed that part of Khotan's army also rushed in from the west gate.

Finally, the scattered people who didn't dare to attack Zhang Zhao gradually gathered together. They didn't want to resist, but emptied Ittihad and his three guards.

"Kill him!" Ittihad roared, even if the people around him didn't betray him, he couldn't wait any longer.

Because Khotan's army was about to arrive, he had to run back to the governor's mansion quickly, otherwise he would not be able to enter the royal city at all, and he would not be able to organize a defense.

While roaring, Ittihad hurriedly picked up a broken knife that someone lost from the ground, and the three guards also pulled out the short knives and other things from their waists, and the four rushed towards Zhang Zhao howling.

Zhang Zhao took a long breath. Although he had been fighting for more than two hours, he didn't seem to feel tired at all. The only thing he wanted to do was chop the Ittihad in front of him into a pulp!

First, he slashed at a guard holding a hatchet, and the blood-soaked horizontal knife slashed across from top to bottom with a dark red light.
The hatchet guard let out a scream, and a huge blood groove ran from his right shoulder to his chest and abdomen, and a section of turquoise intestines slid out all at once.

The second knife was pointed and stabbed. Zhang Zhao didn't stop for a moment, and the speed had reached the extreme, "Puff! 'The guard with the short knife was directly stabbed to the point of chills.

Zhang Zhao took out the horizontal knife in his spare time, because the third guard didn't dare to come up at all. He was holding a short knife and wearing single clothes, shivering in the cold wind.

Around Zhang Zhao, hundreds of people ran away from him with arms and legs. Even though so many people walked past Zhang Zhao, no one dared to give Zhang Zhao a shot, and no one even approached him. Everyone was running for their lives.

"roll!"

Zhang Zhao tilted his head, the third guard seemed to be pardoned, he dropped the dagger in his hand with a jingle, and fled away as if flying, without looking at Ittihad.

Ittihad breathed heavily, he wanted to say a few hard words, to make himself look like a character, but it was as if someone blocked his mouth with something, he opened his mouth twice, what was the sound? It didn't come out either.

"Put down the knife, you can't beat me, put down the knife, I won't kill you!"

Zhang Zhao's voice was a little lazy, as if he was holding a bag of bread in his hand and coaxing two family members on a quiet afternoon warmed by the sun.

Ittihad panted louder, and his pale green eyes showed a look of despair, because he didn't see a little bit of kindness from Zhang Zhao, but was full of jokes, just like he once dealt with other people who refused to change. like the pagans who believed.

"Kill you, Kafir!" Finally, the Great Yilik of the Kara Khanate, the governor of Shule, mustered up the courage to make a move that fit his identity.

Zhang Zhao grinned. He stuck the horizontal knife into the soil, picked up the short-handled hammer on the ground, and kicked Ittihad to the ground with one kick.

Then, he pulled up the thigh of the tough governor who wanted to die, and smashed his knee with a hammer.

"Want to be a hero? It's not that easy!" Zhang Zhao said looking at Ittihad, who was rolling on the ground and screaming.

"I think those believers in Shule City who have been persecuted by you must be very happy to see a governor who is still alive!"

(End of this chapter)