There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 750 Annihilation of the Southern Slaughter King

After some time.

Somewhere in the wilderness.

There are eight pits on the ground. The soil is very fresh and there are roots of trees in it. These pits have obviously been dug recently.

Next to the pit, there were eight people tied up with five flowers, still on the ground casually. They were the legendary Eight Great Khans.

Outside the pit, there were more than [-] Liao army officers and soldiers standing in awe. They were covered with iron and steel, and the leader was clearly Nalanxiong's father - King Nantu!

There was also a group of people on the periphery of the Liao army soldiers. There were only more than 200 people in this group, and the leader was Su Xian, who came after hearing the news.

The two teams faced off silently.

Su Xian and King Nan Tu looked at each other closely.

Killing intent pervades.

Seeing a conflict is inevitable...

It turned out that after the plan to "lead the snake out of the hole" began, Su Xian led some people to ambush on a roadside, preparing to snipe the Eight Great Khans and the Nantu King who were fleeing for their lives.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, Guan Ping suddenly sent someone to report that the situation had changed and that the Eight Great Khans had left the camp early.

Su Xian made a prompt decision, gathered everyone together, followed the marks left by the masters of Butterfly Valley, and tracked them all the way to this place, and surrounded King Nan Tu and others.

Su Xian only took one look and guessed what King Nantu was thinking. The eight pits should have been dug for the eight small and large khans, and King Nantu wanted to bury them alive!

Enough!

Su Xian also guessed the purpose of King Nantu's move. It should be to eliminate future troubles and consolidate his future rule.

Because the eight major tribes in the Liao Kingdom are really difficult to control, and their khans are taken away in one pot, the remaining people have nothing to fear, and given time, they can recover and digest them one by one.

However, King Nan Tu would never have thought that there was a "yellow bird" hidden behind him.

He stared at Su Xian, making sure that he had never seen this person before, so he couldn't help but shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you? What do you want? I seem to have never seen you before."

Su Xian held his head high and said:

"As a dying man, it's okay to tell you. My name is Su Xian, from Yingzhou, Daliang. By the way, your son Nalanxiong should recognize me."

"Are you Su Xian?!"

King Nantu's complexion changed suddenly, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes. He glanced at the [-] soldiers on his side, and then at Su Xian's more than [-] soldiers. He did not hide his killing intent, and said with a smile:

"I don't care how you got here. Since you dare to show up, you should be buried alive with the eight of them. Come and dig a new hole."

"Yes!"

Several Liao soldiers picked up shovels and started digging.

Su Xian smiled and said, "You are so happy. Well, Dashan and Guan Ping will take action and wipe out all the others except King Nantu and the Eight Great and Small Khans."

"As ordered!"

Yan Dashan and Guan Ping beckoned, and the two hundred or so masters scattered around immediately moved into action, slowly approaching the five hundred Liao troops in the middle.

Yang Zhilan and Tang Shujing were guarding Su Xian respectively, watching the battle from the sidelines.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

King Nantu looked up to the sky and smiled.

I feel that Su Xian is cute and silly.

With only 200 people, how dare you claim to annihilate all [-] of his elite?

However, after just a few breaths, King Nantu couldn't laugh anymore.

Because as soon as the two sides fought, the elites in his eyes fell in pieces, like wheat under a farmer's sickle, unable to withstand it at all.

After a while, of the five hundred elites still standing, only more than 100 were left!
The more than two hundred people brought by Su Xian, whether they were people from Butterfly Valley, assassins of the internal guards, or soldiers of the Marquis Mansion, were all masters among masters.

They entered the battle formation like sheep, and ordinary soldiers could not compete with them.

King Nan Tu's face was ashen and he could no longer sit still. Seeing that Su Xian was only protected by two women, he made a prompt decision and killed him with a machete.

If you intend to capture the thief, capture the king first.

Su Xian noticed him immediately. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head. Was he throwing himself into a trap or throwing himself into a trap?

King Nantu felt humiliated. He thought that he was also a brave general among the three armies. Wouldn't it be easy to capture a scholar who had no strength to tie a chicken?
However, when he got close to Su Xian, the thin woman next to Su Xian slapped her palm lightly and hit him in the chest.

"what!"

King Nan Tu let out a scream and flew backwards at the same speed he came at, spurting out a large amount of blood in the air.

Yang Zhilan only used one move to seriously injure him. He flew backwards for more than three feet, and finally landed with a thud. He couldn't get up for a long time...

The battle is over soon.

Not a single one of the five hundred elite soldiers was left behind.

All fell into a pool of blood.

The only ones still breathing were the Eight Great Khans, who looked horrified, and the Nantu King, who was seriously injured.

Su Xian ordered someone to help him up, then walked over, looked down from a high position, touched the tip of his nose with his hand, and indignantly accused him of starting the war.

King Nan Tu's mouth was bleeding, his eyes were red, and he argued:
"You Central Plains people are born to occupy the best place in the world, and you don't have to suffer from hunger! And what about us grassland people? In a heavy snowfall, countless cattle and sheep will freeze to death..."

"The way of heaven is unfair. Why can you have no worries about food and clothing, but we will go hungry? I am not willing to accept this, and I want to live in the Central Plains!"

"..."

Su Xian's expression remained unchanged and he said in a deep voice:

"You instigated tens of thousands of troops to go south and invade our border area of ​​Daliang, resulting in the loss of life and death. Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians were buried in your hands. You must not be punished for your crime!"

Upon seeing this, King Nantu knew that Su Xian was not easy to fool, so he began to show weakness and negotiate conditions. If Su Xian let him go, he would promise some benefits and so on.

Su Xian didn't answer. He turned around and took a long sword from Yan Dashan's hand. With a swish sound, he made a horrible sword dance, but fortunately, he successfully put the tip of the sword against the heart of Nantu King.

He showed with practical actions that he would not let King Nan Tu go.

No matter how many benefits Nan Tu Wang promised, it was useless!

Seeing that the inducement failed, King Nantu glared and threatened: "As long as you kill me, I can guarantee that you will never leave the land of Liao!"

"You don't need to worry, you're going to die anyway, I might as well let you be an 'informed ghost'..."

At the moment, Su Xian briefly talked about "excavating treasures", "arming King Hunxie's troops", "drawing fuel from the bottom of the cauldron", "forcing Emperor Liao to abdicate" and so on.

After hearing this, King Nantu and the Eighth Khan were stunned, and then they were ashamed. He and Nalan Xiong had planned for so long, and finally resolved the internal crisis of the Liao Kingdom, but in the end...it failed completely.

"what……"

King Nantu roared, he was completely desperate.

Suddenly, he raised his head and stared at Su Xian, smiling miserably and viciously:

"I have arranged for three thousand elites to come to meet you in advance, and I think they will arrive soon. If you kill me, even if you are protected by so many experts, you will inevitably shed a layer of skin, hahahaha..."

Su Xian held the hilt of the sword tightly and said in a deep voice:

"So what if there are 3000 people? I will kill every one who comes. As for you, you started a war and tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians lost their lives. You really deserve to die. I will send you on your way now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Xian held the hilt of the sword and pushed forward.

There was a soft pop sound, and the tip of the sword entered his body.

King Nan Tu's body suddenly stiffened, and a heavy sound came from his throat. His widened eyes soon lost their sparkle and became dim.

(End of this chapter)