Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

Only then did the brothers surnamed Xia thump and kowtow on their knees, "My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!"

"Prince?" The steward didn't slow down, the brothers surnamed Xia grabbed the steward's clothes, "Kneel down quickly! He is the Eight Sage King!"

"Eight Sage Kings?" The steward looked at Defang in front of him in horror, everyone in the caravan panicked, and ran past them, "Brother! Have we been discovered? What should we do?"

The steward frowned, raised his eyes to look at De Fang again, and said softly to the two people around him, "Since the prince came here in person, we must have been surrounded by officers and soldiers at this time, and it is not easy for the team to escape. The three of us have to take a risky move. There might be a way out.”

"We follow the elder brother. If we are caught, we will die. Why don't we fight hard, elder brother, you say."

"The two people around the lord don't seem to know how to punch and kick." The steward gestured with his eyes, and the two immediately understood. Seeing the expressions of the three of them, Defang also understood, and immediately shouted, "Brave bandit! He is still playing tricks in front of the lonely king!"

The steward yelled "Go!" As soon as the two people around turned around, they pulled out the knives on the carriage and rushed towards Defang. Baili stretched out his arms in front of Defang. Ji was so frightened that he held his head. Defang held Baili's neck with his left hand and turned him to the left. He kicked Li Ji's knee socket with his right foot and made him fall to the ground. Ji punched him heavily in the ribs and snatched his knife, but he killed the other person in three strokes. The person who was hit retreated to the steward clutching his chest. Secretly delighted, Defang pointed at the steward, "Madman! How dare you assassinate the lonely king!"

"My lord" had a fierce look on his face, "I didn't expect you to come here without a single soldier. After all, you are the most courageous, lord."

Defang was startled, because it is impossible to fight without officers and soldiers coming out to escort him. Now the steward finds that there are only three of them, and Baili and Li Ji can't fight. But he was passive, and the steward weighed the knife and said with a smile that was not a smile, "I heard that the eight sage kings often walk around the imperial street in micro clothes to understand the people's sentiments. Is it just a coincidence that we ran into us today?"

"So what if you are, so what if you are not, you bandits are so bold, you steal the property in the palace, and you dare to fight against the lonely king, today you don't want to get out of your body!"

"My lord, I have more than 20 people, all of whom are skilled in martial arts. I have traveled north and south with me for 20 years. I have never seen any scenes. I once heard that the eight sage kings led troops to defeat the Liao army with one enemy and ten. But after all, it has been many years. Now It's not a battlefield, and you don't have any generals, the so-called two fists are hard to fight with four hands, can you kill us all by yourself?"

"So it sounds like you didn't just steal, maybe you even committed murder and robbery?"

The steward smiled, "If the prince can capture us alive, maybe I will tell you, but you only have two useless wretches with you, it would be great if you could save their lives."

Hearing this, Baili was very angry, "Who are you calling trash! You are trash!"

The steward pointed at Baili, "Look at you, you are four or fifty years old, you don't have a beard or a beard, you don't know how to fist and kick, and you come here with the prince. In my opinion, you and the trash next to you are servants, right? What is a servant who is not trash? Hahahaha"

"You! You!" Baili was so angry that he picked up the knife of the man who was killed and was about to rush over. De Fang held him back, "Baili! You are looking for death!"