Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 660: Unable to live in peace

These people were obviously out of place with the other Zuyue soldiers. The soldiers behind also looked at the corpse of the county magistrate on the ground and said.

"Brother, what should we do?"

The man in armor frowned and said nothing. He stretched out his hand to take the sword out of the magistrate's hand, but failed to take it away. Although the magistrate was dead, his fingers still held the sword tightly. He stretched out his hand and finally took off the sword, then took off the scabbard from the magistrate's waist, put the long sword into the sheath and held it in his hand.

The man took a look at the situation in the city and saw panicked shouts and cries amidst the noise everywhere.

"When we go back, we gather our brothers and find a way to leave this place of trouble. It would be better to go back and be the king of the mountain than here."

"Brother, don't you want to make contributions? Isn't this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

The person behind him was surprised, and the man grabbed his sword and stood up.

"Although so many armies have commanders in chief, they are just controlled by various alliances and alliances. They are said to be millions of people, but they are in chaos. How many of them are just a mob driven by profit. Except for the ten directly under the imperial court, Tens of thousands of soldiers, and the others are not even given food and grass... they may not be able to defeat Dazhen."

"But there are many wizards and immortal masters here!"

The man hesitated but shook his head.

"I don't understand things about gods, and besides, those gods... forget it, find some food and wine to go back to celebrate the New Year, let's go."

The man and the two brothers beside him didn’t say anything more, and led the two of them directly towards the market in the city. They also came with their own missions. At least they had to bring some wine and meat back today, okay. Let your brother have a decent New Year's Eve today.

"Bang...bang bang bang..."

"Open the door, open the door! If you don't open the door, we will smash the door and kill everyone inside! Open the door quickly!"

Several small groups of soldiers gathered outside a shop with a flag with the word "wine" hanging outside, and kept banging on the door with the handles of their spears.

The three men holding swords looked at each other and quickly walked over there.

The shopkeeper inside the shop was frightened, and his wife and children were trembling next to him.

"Dad, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, hide and hide, dad will open the door!"

The shop owner knew that the door could not stop people, so he steeled himself and hid his wife and children in a box in the living room next to the wine cellar and under the bed, and then went to open the door for the soldiers outside.

As soon as the door opened, the shopkeeper kept bowing to the soldiers outside.

"The villain has eyes but cannot see Mount Tai. The villain is really scared, so he is a little slower. Please forgive me, please forgive me!"

"Fuck you!"

A soldier put the **** of his gun into the shopkeeper's stomach and pushed him against the door. The remaining soldiers entered one after another. When they saw so much wine in the shop, they suddenly smiled.

"Hahahahaha, there is so much wine, move it away, move it away, and find a cart and carriage later. By the way, where is the money in the shop?"

A soldier picked up the shopkeeper, who was still rubbing his belly, and lifted him to the counter.

"Where's the money? Take it all! Otherwise I'll kill you!"

"Hey, hey, here it is, in the counter drawer..."

How could the shopkeeper dare to resist? He quickly went around to the counter to open the drawers, and even took out several drawers and put them on the countertop. One contained silver, and the other contained copper coins of different denominations. Then the shopkeeper was pushed away, and people around him A group of soldiers fell into looting, and many soldiers had already opened some wine jars and flasks in advance and started pouring wine into their mouths.

The shop owner hid alone and huddled up in a ball, his eyes full of misery and resentment. He couldn't help but cursed "robber" in a low voice. Although the words were not heard, a man on the side was blushing because of drinking. The soldiers saw it.

"What were you talking about just now?"

"Ah? No, I didn't say anything. Jun, Jun Ye, I have taken all the money and drinks in the shop. Please spare this little man's life!"

The soldier walked over with his hand on the handle of his knife, stared at the shopkeeper and shouted.

"I asked you what you were talking about just now?"

Other soldiers also saw the movement here, and several people gathered around. Some had expressionless faces, while others had laughter on their faces. The shop owner was frightened and swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly. .

"I, I am worried about how to spend this year..."

"Fart, you must be insulting me! You are looking for death!"

"铮~""铮~"

"When~"

The sound of unsheathing sounded one after another. Before the soldier's long sword struck the shopkeeper's head, the man who came from behind pulled out the sword he took from the corpse of the county magistrate and blocked the shopkeeper's head.

"Okay, just move the wine and get paid!"

"Huh? Who do you think you are!" "That's right, who do you think you are!"

"Count me as your father!"

"Zheng~" "Zheng~" "Zheng~"......

Many people around had drawn their swords, and the two brothers beside the man also drew their sabers. The man even pulled out his sabers with his left hand and put it on the neck of the soldier who had just slashed. It was cold. The blade touched the skin of his neck, causing goosebumps to rise in the slightly smoked soldier, and he woke up from the wine.

"You are all just pawns, how dare you disobey our military orders?"

The man holding a sword in one hand and a knife in the other yelled loudly. His official title was Bo Zhang. Although he was not popular, at least his clothes and armor were significantly different from ordinary soldiers. He was scolded like this and saw clearly again. Dressed up, the soldiers on the side were calmer.

"Get your drinks and disperse!"

"It's all gone, it's all gone!" "Okay, since you are an uncle, we are all gone."

All the soldiers put away their swords and dispersed. The shopkeeper who had saved his life was still pale. The uncle was about to say something to the shopkeeper when he suddenly heard "puff", "puff", "puff" "Pfft"... sounds were heard intensively, and the next moment, warm liquid was poured on his face and body.

The man looked at the two brothers beside him and saw that they were covered in blood. The latter also had a look of panic on his face. The uncle touched his face and stretched out his hand to see that it was all covered in blood.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang"......

All the soldiers around him fell down one by one, and many of them were still bleeding. The uncle and his two brothers touched themselves and found that there were no wounds, and quickly pulled out their weapons again. , looking around nervously.

"Woo...Woo..."

It blew past and swept into the wine shop, bringing waves of chills. The blood of the corpses on the ground was all steaming, making it look extremely strange.

"Spare the lives of the three of you, go away."

A voice of incomprehensible joy and anger came from the door. The three soldiers who were still standing looked outside. There was a man in a fur coat standing in the wind and snow, with a long sword pointing diagonally at the ground. There were still blood stains, but the blood was dripping down the tip of the sword quickly. After a few breaths, it was all gone. The sword was still as silver as snow, without any trace of blood on it.

"Thank you so much, hero, thank you so much, hero! Let's leave now!"

The three pale-faced people hurriedly came out of the wine shop. The leading uncle carefully approached the door of the shop. After thinking for a moment, he bent down and handed the long sword in his hands to the swordsman outside.

"This hero, the long sword is the sword of the magistrate of Luozhu County. He blocked the army alone and was stabbed to death by the captain. I closed my eyes for him. I wanted to keep this sword privately, but now I give it to Hero..."

The swordsman standing in front of the wine shop was Yan Fei. He glanced at Sergeant Zuyue in front of him, took the sword and asked.

"What's your name."

The uncle did not dare to hesitate and answered immediately.

"The villain's name is General Han. Neither the villain nor his brothers have killed ordinary people!"

Yan Fei looked at him coldly.

"What about Sergeant Dazhen? Have you killed him?"

General Han's face froze, and he regretted not leaving right away. How could he be so stupid, thinking so much, and wanting to curry favor with the other party? He probably wouldn't be able to leave now. He said this in his heart, and after weighing it, he gritted his teeth slightly. , whispered.

"The two armies were fighting. On the battlefield, either you died or I died. I didn't dare to hold back, so I killed..."

"Humph, you are still a man. You must also know that there are many scum in the Zuyue Army, and there are also many demons and monsters. If you want to help me, Dazhen, do something, if you can do it, I, Yan Fei, can protect you. No problem, not to mention wealth! ”

While General Han was stunned, he heard what seemed to be screams in the city. He could also vaguely hear the sound of weapons clashing and the sound of fighting. He vaguely understood that the swordsman in front of him was not alone, and might be from Dazhen. Someone is coming to kill.

"Little man, what if the little man wants to leave directly?"

Yan Fei smiled.

"Then just leave. Since I let you go just now, can my words, Yan Fei's, still count?"

Yan Fei narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he said so, he knew that there were at least two hundred martial arts masters in the city. In this city with streets and houses scattered all over, the advantage of the military formation was not there. These three people were in his sword. If you don't survive, you will definitely die if you can't get out of the city.

Thoughts flashed rapidly in Han Jiang's mind. After looking back at the two brothers who were at a loss, he turned to face Yan Fei and cupped his fists.

"Hero, we did it! But you want us to cooperate with the hijacking camp?"

"Oh, you are quite clever. Please stay with me for a while before leaving the city to avoid being accidentally killed."

Yan Fei left these words and walked away, but after taking two steps, he looked at the shop owner who was still stiff in the wine shop.

"My Dazhen army will definitely regain this city, just wait and see!"

After saying this, he went to Shuyuan www.zhaoｓshuyuan.com and left a message saying "Follow me". Yan Fei took Han General and the three of them to other places in the city. Along the way, a long sword seemed like a long sword. The long Pi Lian devoured the lives of Zu Yue's soldiers in Yan Fei's hands. From time to time, he would encounter other warriors in the city who also fought against Zu Yue's soldiers.

In the afternoon, the more than a thousand soldiers who entered the city to plunder were almost slaughtered. Because almost everyone in the city hated these invaders, it was impossible for anyone to protect them. After understanding the situation clearly, they would provide protection for those invaders. The knights of the rivers and lakes report the information they know.

Zuo Wuji and Wang Keze and some Jianghu people were guarding the east gate, and the other three gates were also guarded by Jianghu people, in order to prevent the remaining soldiers from escaping.

In the evening, all the **** Jianghu people came back, and they also borrowed carriages and horses to bring a load of armors of Zuyue soldiers.

The two ends of Zuo Wuji's flat staff were stained with blood and even white pulp. When he saw Yan Fei coming back at the city gate, he immediately shouted excitedly.

"Master! Are you okay?"

Wang Ke on the side laughed.

"Brother Yan is an innate master, but he is not facing a large army. Who can hurt him in such a street fight?"

Just as he was talking, Yan Fei had already arrived, patted Zuo Wuji on the shoulder, and whispered to Wang Ked.

"What happened?"

Wang Ke replied seriously.

"Everything will be ready before nightfall."

At this moment, Sergeant Dazhen has been leaving the customs in batches through the trail near Qilin Pass. The number ranges from a hundred to several hundred people. Each of them has a white cloak as a cover in the snow. There are also Jianghu people and Tanma investigating from a distance. It is obvious that this New Year's Eve cannot be peaceful.