Sword Stirs the World

Out of the gate of chengshoufu came the General Yang fanhui and his personal guards.

As soon as he saw the dark crowd on the long street, Yang Fan was very happy and knew that the general situation was under his control.

Who is not afraid of death? No matter who lives! It's doomed to be a dead end if we keep on guarding. Our grand general will lead us to a living road. Who can not follow? Silly!

At least two or three thousand people came in front of them. The dark line reached the end of the long street. Almost all of them kept silent. After all, what they were going to do was not worth boasting about.

Yang Fan looked at the leaders of the royal guards, nodded, waved his hand and said: "go! Let's get out of town

There was a faint commotion in the team, and a trace of desire finally appeared on those numb faces, which was the desire for survival and the weariness of war.

Just then, someone in the crowd suddenly lit a torch and said in a high voice, "do you want to escape? Don't you feel ashamed? "

All of a sudden, everyone was shocked and couldn't help looking at the place illuminated by the fire.

The old face, with a deep "Sichuan" shape carved between the eyebrows, seemed to sigh and be angry.

Many people at the scene recognize this face. It's said that old man Qu is an old spy in Wuzhou City. He has been employed in the Royal Guards for more than 40 years. In the past few days, the old man has also rushed to the front line with a knife, which is a great incentive for us.

Old man Qu held his head high and glared at the people around him. In terms of seniority and age, these people can be regarded as his grandchildren. However, this kind of behavior tonight is not even worth being a bad old man.

"You just slip away. Do you deserve Wuzhou people and your conscience?" Old Qu said with awe inspiring righteousness.

He smelled an unusual smell in the crowd of the royal guards, so he kept an eye on it. He followed the team all the way here. When he saw Yang fanhui, he knew that they wanted to abandon the city.

If the three thousand royal guards leave quietly, it will be a fatal blow to the morale and strength of the whole Wuzhou City. Without the three thousand main forces, they will not be able to withstand the next siege.

So the old man was indignant and finally stood up at this critical moment.

Yang Fan regretted that an old man stopped him. He frowned and winked at the soldiers beside him.

Two soldiers with big arms and round waists strode forward to old man Qu.

One of them said with a grim smile, "old man! You've had enough of yourself. Don't get in the way of others. "

"Who's going to stop us? We're not vegetarians." Another soldier called viciously.

Old man Qu gave them a deep look and said: "some people are alive, but they are dead! I'm sixty-five this year. It's not a pity to die, but even if my old man wants to die, he will die at the head of the city, facing the Nvzhen Tartars! "

Before the words came out, one of the soldiers was very fierce. He pulled out his sword and hit old man Qu's forehead with the handle.

Bang! The sound was so loud that the royal guards were shocked.

Old man Qu's body shook two times, did not fall down, even did not retreat, just coldly staring at the man who started.

At this time, Yang fanhui coughed twice and walked over quickly.

"Old man, the so-called people have their own aspirations, you want to die, we want to live, the road facing the sky, each side, isn't it good?" The general of Zhenguo said with a smile.

Old man Qu shook his head, let the blood flow through his cheek, still stubbornly motionless.

"You can't stop it! Why? Besides, I'm the general of Zhenguo. I'm the biggest in Wuzhou City. I'll ask them to withdraw. This is the general's order! Do you understand? " The reason why Yang fanhui said so much to the old man was not that he was so kind-hearted, but that he was afraid of arousing the mutiny of the royal guards. This was also said to the royal guards around him.

"Glory is my life! The royal guards of the Ming Dynasty, fight to the death Old Qu said word by word.

These two words were heard in the ears of the royal guards around. Many people silently lowered their heads. Their minds echoed the glory when they first joined the royal guards. In just a few years, the royal guards had become a street mouse. Everyone was shouting. What glory could there be.

"Royal guards? ha-ha! Old man, are you old fool! The imperial court sent you royal guards to Wuzhou City to die. Don't you understand? You are abandoned children, all abandoned children! No one will respect you Yang Fan repents to show wildly, shout a way.

"Get out of the way!" At the command of the general of Zhenguo, the soldiers came forward, grabbed the torch from the old man's hand, stamped it out, and pushed the old man to the ground. If they were not worried about causing mutiny, they were afraid that they would kill him on the spot.

"Forget that old thing, let's go!" Yang fanhui exclaimed.

The crowd rushed to the gate of chengshoufu.

WOW! WOW!

All of a sudden, those royal guards who just stepped on the steps of the gate retreated one after another, just like the ebb tide, and they all retreated to the long street.

Because a man appeared at the gate of chengshoufu.

It was a young man in black with a cold look and a long silver bow on his shoulder. He stood quietly on the steps, but he made the rebels retreat like hell.

Because he is the most legendary man in Wuzhou City. He became the governor of the royal guards with a weak crown and killed the young hero of the Jurchen army with a magic bow.

"Lord Shen, are you still hanging out so late?" When Yang fanhui saw Shen Jianxin, his face twitched twice, and he said with a smile.

Shen Jianxin stood alone on the steps, and his eyes fell on the bloody old man Qu.

I saw him frown a twist, stride down the steps, the crowd automatically separated, came to the old man Qu.

Without hesitation, Shen Jianxin bent down and helped old man Qu up. He wiped the blood from the old man's face with his own hands. His face was extremely cold.

Yang fanhui's face changed and hesitated just as he bent over to help the old man.

Several pro soldiers around the general of Zhenguo were eager to attack. The young man turned his back to everyone and seemed to have no defense. It was a good chance to capture and kill him.

However, Yang fanhui held back this tempting impulse because he did not want to arouse public indignation, and he knew very well that the struggle between himself and the young governor was not a battle of force, but a battle of morale.

As long as these thousands of royal guards are willing to follow them, even if the young man's martial arts are no better, he can only stare at them. He can't kill all these thousands of people!

"Do you think I can't stop you?" Shen Jianxin turned around and said faintly.

The night wind was so cold that the torches were hunting and there was silence all around.

To block thousands of people with one person, but the momentum does not fall!

It turns out that there is a fierce man in this world! If it used to be only heard and rumored, now people on this long street have seen it.

The boy didn't bully people with martial arts, and he didn't say cruel words. He just stood there, which made people dare not face up to him, guilty and scared.

Yang fanhui, the general of Zhenguo, knew that he had to make a sound. If no one carried the boy to kill God, he would stand for a while and the whole team would be scattered.

"Zhenfu, why are you suffering? Wuzhou City can't be defended. We just want to find a way out. " Yang Fan regretted and said with a smile.

"How to survive? Lost Wuzhou gate, Wuzhou city people can have a way to live? Can the people of Southern Xinjiang have a way to live in the Ming Dynasty? " Shen Jianxin asked faintly, which made everyone speechless.

"Even if you escape this time, Nuzhen invades the Central Plains, where else can you escape?" Shen Jianxin asked harshly, adding a third tone.

"I'm the general of Zhenguo, and I'm respected in Wuzhou City! I ordered the retreat. It's a military order. How dare you disobey it? " Yang Fan regretted Shen Jianxin's eloquence, so he used potential to suppress humanity.

"Yes? Then I'll kill you! " Shen Jianxin's faint words shocked all sides.