The Elder Scrolls: Celestial Dynasty

Zhang Dahua sat in a corner of the desk, pondering alone.

The subordinates who were arrested and put in prison yesterday seem to be going to let him continue to be wronged for a few days, but I didn't expect the guards in Xueman City to be so unkind to the soldiers of Southern Xinjiang, and now it has become extremely difficult to even enter the city, what else to talk about rescue?

As for bail....

He smiled bitterly and touched the money bag around his waist, which contained only one hundred and fifty gold coins, and all the food and clothing of the brothers fell on it.

Depressed, it would be nice to have a glass of liquor at this time.

However, even he knows what kind of luxury this seemingly insignificant request is in the current situation.

He raised his head and looked at the not far away with some apologies, those men who followed him and slept thousands of miles away, not to mention drinking, even eating a warm meal has become a problem.

Many people are visibly emaciated, their dirty clothes smell of tattered and unpleasant smells, and somehow, there is an inexplicable sour ache in his nose, all for ah... Yes, for the sake of a righteous judgment.

The passage connecting the outside suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, and although it was very subtle, it made his long career as a warrior instinctively wary of him.

Zhang Dahua drew his scimitar and warned his subordinates next to him: "Everyone be on guard! A

group of strangers walked in, all vigilantly armed with weapons, and a huntress at the back, even carrying something odd, which seemed to be unkind.

Zhang Dahua stood up and first stretched out his hand to signal his subordinates not to get excited.

He asked tentatively: "Friends who don't know each other, we are soldiers from southern Xinjiang, I don't know what you are doing here?" First of all, let me declare that we live in the robbers' cave and pay the rent, and we are not in the same group as them, if they offend you..."

A killer sent at the behest of the Wakoku?

Zhang Dahua was a little stunned at first, but soon understood that this was not the first time this situation had happened, he put the scimitar in his hand on the table, spread his hands and smiled: "I'm tired of this unnecessary fight, why don't we have a good talk, you must be here to help the Red Guard woman." I want to ask you first, what are you helping her for? Money? Honor? Or is it her graceful body? The

young man was stunned for a moment, but not annoyed, and replied, "For justice!" Those who have the courage to resist should not be hunted down by the powerful, especially the Japanese people!

Zhang Dahua smiled slightly: "Friend, our purpose is the same as yours, and it is also to achieve justice."

First of all, I want to tell you that we are not killers under the command of the Japanese people, but soldiers of the Red Guardian tribe in southern Xinjiang. The woman of the Red Guard you helped was the daughter of our patriarch, and she was supposed to lead us in the fight against the Japanese army after the death of the patriarch until the last drop of blood was shed.

But she retreated, in order to covet glory and wealth, she chose to betray her own people, our base was sacrificed to the Japanese people with her hands, countless women, children, old and children, and rebel soldiers shed rivers of blood, so we swear that we will go to the ends of the earth to arrest her and return to the judgment of the people!

Long Yun and everyone looked at each other, and Zhang Dahua's story was completely different from the garden.

Although it was difficult to distinguish who was real and who was fake for a while, at least now, looking at the sincere and frank eyes of the man in front of her, it was difficult to cut off

the hand holding the sword, Aya put down the cross crossbow in her hand, and her arm was sore from being pressed, so she couldn't help but ask a little angrily: "Why should we believe you?" Yes

, everyone had this question in their hearts and set their eyes on Zhang Dahua.

Zhang Dahua's swarthy face was still as calm as before, and he spread his hands and said: "Indeed, I don't have any evidence, because we are not the army of the government, nor are we any killer organization, we are just ordinary soldiers of the Red Guardian Clan in Southern Xinjiang. These people followed me for thousands of miles to eat and sleep in the open, not for money, nor for promotion and wealth, but for a just trial, which should be a kind of belief, which supported us all the way here.

From his steady tone and determined eyes, Long Yun and the others couldn't see any possibility of a lie.

Looking at the food on the table, there was no wine and meat, only some flatbread and boiled potatoes.

They were ragged and dusty, and they must have received a lot of white eyes and ridicule along the way, which is not like what Tian Pu said, the Japanese hired killers who can reach the sky, not to mention that they not only can't save their men who were captured, but now they don't even let them in the city gate...

Leia suddenly said on the side, "I can think of a way to tell which of them is lying, and let him confront Tian Pu face to face."

Zhang Dahua nodded and said, "Of course I am willing, in order to show my sincerity, I am willing to follow you alone." But I have a request, if I can judge that what I said is true, please give that woman to me and take it back, because this is our mission! "