romantic flower

The swordsman of the royal court of Gaoli got up, and walked over with a slightly cold expression to chop off Cui Wei's head, but Song Yi grabbed his arm first.

"Go and see your master and give him to me." Song Yi said with a smile.

The swordsman of the royal court of Korea flickered for a moment, and finally wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and let out a fierce snort before leaving.

Song Yi walked over, picked up the heavy painting halberd on the ground, and pressed the edge of the painting halberd to Cui Wei's face, his eyes were full of fear.

"The soldiers of the Great Zhao Kingdom, who don't want to serve the country, but come to assassinate civilians, are really stupid!"

"Winners and losers...Although I don't know who you are, you are still a commoner?" Cui Wei said stubbornly and coldly.

"You don't even know the good and evil characters of the person you want to assassinate. What are you ignorant? It's a pity that you are so skilled in martial arts. You should go to battle to kill the enemy..." Song Yi said regretfully, his arm moved slightly, and the sharp edge of the halberd pierced Cui Wei's chest There was blood oozing from the skin of the neck.

Cui Wei looked cold, but doubts flashed in his eyes.

Over there, the Goryeo people had already lifted the unconscious Wang Shu onto the horse, and then started to leave. Before leaving, the Goryeo royal court swordsman gave Song Yi a cold look.

After the Koreans left, Song Yicai asked, "Are you ordered by Zhao Ze?"

"What does it have to do with you? If you want to kill, kill. I, Cui, will never beg for mercy." Cui Wei snorted coldly, blood still oozing from the wound on his body.

"I should have killed you, but I won't kill you... Otherwise, it would be a pity for such a good martial artist. If General Yue returns and finds out that I killed a tiger general, wouldn't it be a pity?" Song Yi pretended to sigh .

Cui Wei immediately frowned, "You... know General Yue?"

Seeing that Cui Wei was moved, Song Yi knew that it was right to come out in the name of Yue Wu. The soldiers of the Great Zhao Kingdom might not care about their own lives, but not many people would not respect Yue Wu.

Song Yi sneered and said, "I'm taking you to the mighty army now, and I don't know how other people will look at you?"

"Who... are you?" Cui Wei finally showed doubts in his eyes.

"Before you kill someone, you don't even check the details. No wonder you become someone else's knife to kill!" Song Yi snorted coldly, asking Wu Jian to tie Cui Wei up.

Cui Wei was already ready to be killed, but at this moment he suddenly struggled violently, asking Song Yi who he was.

Seeing that Cui Wei was bleeding more and more, Song Yi worried that he would lose too much blood, so he said to Wu Jian, "Make him dizzy and take him back..."

------

There were several tents standing in the wilderness. Since the tents were put down, the Koreans never talked to Song Yi again, and even had a cold expression when they met.

Song Yi knew what they were angry about, but he didn't explain it, because he was busy saving Cui Wei now.

Things in this world are too strange to say, Cui Wei wants to kill him, but he wants to save him...and the premise is that there is not only no love nor friendship between them.

Therefore, even Wu Jian was a little hard to understand.He rolls around in the rivers and lakes and only knows one criterion is to be kind and friendly, so Wu Jian's personality is very decisive, as sharp as his blade.

When Cui Wei was sober, Song Yi wished he could go up to him and chop him a few times.But now, Song Yi is troubled because of the deep wound on Cui Wei's body.

Although there are some medicines around him, they don't seem to be able to completely stop the blood on Cui Wei's body. There is a wound cut by the Korean swordsman. Even if it is wrapped in white cloth, it is still soaked in blood. I feel afraid of the guest's knife skills.

When Song Yi was worried, Cui Wei's pale face moved slightly, and then his brows were tightly frowned, and then he opened his eyes...

Without looking, Cui Wei knew that his body had been bandaged, but his hands and feet could not move. Wu Jian tied his whole body together with a rough wooden board.

Cui Wei opened his pale lips, and said in a low voice, "In my trouser legs, there is Jinchuang medicine..."

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, then lowered his body to search his trouser legs dumbfounded, and sure enough, he found a small packet of Jinchuang medicine in the sewn interlayer, and found some other things at the same time.

A silver ticket with a small denomination, an exquisite earring, a strand of black hair tied with red silk thread...

Song Yi applied some Jinchuang medicine for him, which quickly stopped the bleeding from the wound, so Song Yi naturally put the remaining half pack of Jinchuang medicine into his arms... .

When cooking at night, Wu Jian brought back a hare. After it was cooked, Song Yi asked Wu Jian to send half of it to the Koreans.

Wu Jian asked puzzledly, "Why didn't you go?"

"If I bring it up now, they will definitely throw it away..." Song Yi said helplessly.

Wu Jian understood, but asked strangely, "But why should I go?"

"I can see that you have a good relationship with that Korean swordsman, and he seems to often discuss with you about sword skills. You can be regarded as fighting side by side with him today, and they still have a good impression of you for the time being. !” Song Yi analyzed seriously.

In desperation, Wu Jian had no choice but to believe Song Yi's words, but although the half of the roasted rabbit was not thrown away, Wu Jian did not receive any good treatment as Song Yi said, and when he came back, he compared those people with Song Yi Song Yi could only smile wryly at his cold attitude.

At night, the pine-flavored torches were burning cracklingly. Cui Wei ate something, and his face was obviously bloody. At this time, he was watching Song Yi curiously sharpening his knife in the corner of the tent...

"Who are you?" Cui Wei asked.

"..."

"What's the matter with playing tricks and refusing to let me die?"

Song Yi took a look at the sharpened edge of the blade, pressed it with his thumb to feel the sharpness, then straightened up in satisfaction, walked to Cui Wei's side and gestured a few times, then sat down and sneered at Cui Wei. , "You are a hero, now you know it's strange?"

"As a soldier, you should obey orders." Cui Wei said righteously.

"Tsk tsk... Such pride! If you didn't want to kill me, even I would think you are the representative of glory! It's a pity that Zhao Ze asked you to kill me, but you really came, what a pity. ..." Song Yi regretted.

"Kang Kang? What does this have to do with King Kang? Who are you..." Cui Wei asked with a frown.

"It's not King Kang? That's impossible. Except for King Kang, in the entire Yanyun Sixteen States, only the people in Qingmu Village know me, but the people in Qingmu Village are all my brothers, and they can't kill me. ..It seems that Kang Wang asked someone else to order you to kill me? Who is it?" Song Yi asked.

"You and those miscellaneous soldiers in Qingmu Village are brothers? So you are from Qingmu Village?" Cui Wei asked with puzzled eyes.

"Yes... I'm from Qingmu Village, tell me quickly! Who asked you to kill me?" Song Yi's eyes turned cold, and he instantly put the blade on Cui Wei's throat.

The blade is already very sharp, as long as Cui Wei moves, it may cut the skin.

But obviously, Cui Wei didn't even have the slightest fear. He didn't believe that Song Yi would kill him after saving him, so he sneered and said, "You said you are from Qingmu Village, how do you prove it?"

"I said boy... now your life is in my hands, you want me to prove it to you?" Song Yi said angrily.

"Anyway, I won't believe what you say. If you want to kill or cut, listen to me..." Cui Wei closed his eyes, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, but his heart is full of great doubts, It seemed that he faintly felt that he was caught in a conspiracy.

"Okay, it's okay to tell you anyway, so you know what you did as a soldier of the Great Zhao Kingdom..."

"The people in Qingmu Village are my brothers, and the reason why the hundreds of people in Qingmu Village came to Yanyun Sixteen States is because I entrusted them to escort a letter from Mrs. Yue's handwritten letter from General Yuewu's residence to Fengqing General Ting! I can’t tell you what it involves, but therefore... my brothers, who died countless times on the battlefield, are glorious. If your eyes and ears are sharp enough, you should know, After the death of General Feng, those so-called miscellaneous soldiers in Qingmu Village...their glory was covered up, and who did it? Yes...Kang Zhao Ze."

"Zhao Ze is narrow-minded. He clearly has no choice but to occupy most of the military achievements! Hehe...I came to Yanyun Sixteen States, he was afraid? Otherwise, why would he send you to assassinate me? Tangtang Kang Wang, and I... Now I am just a small soldier under the banner of the mighty army. No matter who he asks you to kill me, I only ask you... As the person who ordered you to kill me, he Do you need to use this method to attack me, a soldier of the mighty army? What is your intention?"

Beads in every word.

Song Yi's words gradually carved out the truth of the matter like a chisel, and the truth clearly presented in front of Cui Wei was very simple.

Cui Wei came here under the order of Han Cheng. If Song Yi is really a soldier of the mighty army, then he is really being used as a knife in the conspiracy.

However, Cui Wei is naturally not reconciled to the truth.

He slightly lost his mind and asked, "What do you use to prove what you said?"

Song Yi pointed to a corner of the tent, Cui Wei raised his eyes and looked over...

That glowing cold light under the firelight, the dazzling... is the heavy armor of the mighty army.

All of a sudden, it seemed as if all the strength in his body was pulled away. The feeling of being betrayed and being fooled was like several sharp knives stabbing into Cui Wei's heart at the same time.

Cui Wei left Shuzhong, and has been under Hancheng's tent. He was appreciated by Hancheng from the soldier to the centurion, so he was the first to charge every time, so he accumulated military merits to the centurion.

In his mind, Han Cheng is still his big brother even though he has been repeatedly defeated in Yanyun Sixteen States.

From the south to the north, he disdained the contemptuous eyes of those northern soldiers, and used his bravery on the battlefield to prove to the mighty army who charged together that Cui Wei was a mighty general!

But at this time, like broken porcelain, the loyal heart was mottled and broken, full of cracks.

Silently, Cui Wei shouted and hissed.

No------

After so many truths, there are stinging wounds!