Under the vast darkness of night, the group of people who escaped from the Grand Chief's Palace quickly passed through the gap in the encirclement net. Seeing that they had escaped from the encirclement of the Tanghe people, the fat man in gorgeous clothes was finally able to breathe a long sigh of relief. We are already in the suburbs. We can reach Selmes by going west, and we can go to the territory of Tic allies by going south. Where should we go? The fat man in Chinese attire was about to discuss it with his trusted intelligence officer. He stopped and followed him. There were only about 10 guards left around him. The fat man in Chinese attire looked at the guards around him strangely. Why were these guards? They all seemed to be unfamiliar faces, but none of his personal guards were missing
Surprised, he turned around and was about to ask what happened, when a sharp pain came from his vest. In the flash of light, and with the help of the torchlight of the guards nearby, the fat man in the rich uniform's expression of puzzlement, surprise, confusion, pain, and hatred was instantly frozen. Trying his best to raise his finger and point at the other person, he gasped and asked: "Why? Why? Kundan, why are you?"
The words were pitiful and helpless but also implied unyielding and confusion. Even the face of the charming woman hiding in the dark flashed a look of intolerance.
Under the torch, the groveling look on his face had long since disappeared without a trace. The white-faced man curled his lips contemptuously, replaced by an indifferent and ferocious expression, "It's time to change positions. You guys have enjoyed enough. It’s our turn.”
"Hahahahaha", big mouthfuls of blood spurted out from the mouth of the fat man in fine clothes, "Kundan, good job! Aren't you afraid that the Tanghe people will take the opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop?"
"Haha, use your brain. Will Li Wufeng put all his energy here? Without you people standing in the way, I'm afraid it would be easy to sit with him." The sinister smile on his face glowed under the firelight. flash.
"Oh, it's time for us to feel proud." A sinister voice answered, and a withered and thin figure appeared next to the white-faced man, with an indifferent expression like looking at an inanimate thing and a shaky figure. Fat man in fine clothes.
"It's you?!" Surprise turned to sudden realization, and a look of unwilling pain mixed with excitement appeared on the face of the fat man in Chinese clothes, which was already as pale as snow, "That's it! Kundan, you are also from the Wuyi Sect! "
"Hehe, don't ask so many questions, just go and relax." A sinister smile flashed across the screen, and the skinny old man shook his head.
"You can't even think of succeeding! The Tik people, the Hyderabadi people, and all the Indians will not let you go. You are just wishful thinking!" He yelled such a sentence with all his strength, and the fat man in gorgeous clothes stopped abruptly. , his eyes dimmed at that moment. The majestic body could no longer support it and fell to the ground.
What worried Wu Feng finally happened. As soon as it got light, when Song Tianxiong ordered the prisoners from various departments to exchange places and mix up the formation, some signs were already vaguely revealed. The prisoners who had been waiting in fear for disposal began to become a little unruly. Although there was no direct provocation to the soldiers responsible for escorting, the smell revealed had already made the two captains responsible for escorting affairs feel a hidden crisis.
After receiving the news, Song Tianxiong had no time to ask Wu Feng for instructions, so he decisively took tough measures and personally directed the reserve team to intervene. He killed dozens of the instigators who showed slight signs of disdain, and dozens of bloody corpses were hung high in the camp. On the flagpoles lined up in a row, there were more than 10 grimacing heads in pain, which were piled directly on the high platform set up in the center of the camp. The disgusting smell of blood suddenly filled the entire camp. When Song Tianxiong's vicious gaze accompanied him as he paraded through the detention camp, almost everyone could sense the unabashed murderous intent of this man in uniform with a murderous face. Whenever he walked past a group of captives, his cold breath always made the captives unconsciously get goosebumps, and they couldn't help but hold their breath, fearing that their inadvertent actions would cause the other party to misunderstand him. What awaits is another merciless massacre.
The eight heavy cavalry following Song Tianxiong were all burly men selected from thousands of elites. Their faces were completely covered by their thick iron armor, leaving only a pair of ruthless, dark and sharp eyes. The big spear was held at an angle in his hand, and blood stains could be clearly seen on the armor of both men and horses. Occasionally, a little blood droplet slipped down the blood groove of the spear tip, giving the surrounding prisoners a chill.
After walking around for a while, they came to the high platform in the center of the camp. Song Tianxiong had just dismounted from his horse and stepped onto the high platform. With an understatement, he lifted a head that had fallen to the side dozens of meters away from the stage and proudly stepped onto the stage. , crossed his arms, and said in a somewhat stiff Tianfang dialect: "Listen to me! If you want to rebel, it's early, but don't implicate the comrades around you whose wives, children, parents and brothers are still looking forward to their return! The war is over, if There are still people who want to cause trouble, but there will never be a next time, Mr. Song will do what he says!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Tianxiong casually pulled out the long knife from his waist and swung it wildly. Peiran's sword energy burst out, and the pile of heads that were originally piled up like a mountain a few meters away was immediately exploded by the sudden sword energy. Dozens of heads exploded. It exploded violently, and blood and meat sauce immediately flew everywhere. Even the soldiers in the audience were stunned by the earth-shattering hand of their leader, not to mention the panic-stricken prisoners around them.
Suppressing the blood boiling in his chest, a dark red color that ordinary people couldn't detect quietly passed by Song Tianxiong's cheeks. Song Tianxiong also knew that the move he had prepared for a long time was still beyond his ability. Excessive use of his latent energy would cause harm to his body. However, if he did not use such a move at this time, it would be really difficult to restrain him. Those guys who are hiding behind and planning evil, only iron and blood can scare and stop these guys. Iron represents strength and blood represents terror.
Trying his best to keep his figure steady without revealing any flaws, Song Tianxiong calmly walked down the high platform, mounted his saddle and glanced coldly at the prisoners who were still immersed in the shock of this overbearing and shocking blow. Only the crisp sound of the horses' hooves could be heard, and there was no other noise.
Outside the gate of the sword school, Song Tianxiong could no longer hold back the blood and choked out.
Just when Song Tianxiong was showing off his power and overpowering the entire field at the school, Wu Feng was also facing tremendous pressure from the faint undercurrent. Several noble houses in Zhaipudu City are already ready to take action, and many private soldiers have begun to gather, and their purpose is obvious. But at this time, Wu Feng did not dare to act rashly. There was already a turmoil in the prisoner camp. If he easily used his last resort, once the conflicts intensified, his plan would really fail halfway. But if these guys are allowed to gather for discussion, what if they don't create trouble out of thin air without causing further trouble
After sorting out his thoughts, Wu Feng discovered that one of the problems was that it turned out through investigation that apart from the target, other unpopular nobles were unlikely to be involved. Why was this performance so surprising? Is there anything weird about this
Just when Wu Feng was guessing the mystery of this, the guard's announcement came: "Sir, there are two people outside the door asking to see you."
"Oh?" he asked in surprise, "Do you want to see me?"
"Yes, the people brought by the patrol, they kept saying that they have important things to say before they meet you." Wu Feng became more and more surprised. Could this be another variable
He carefully looked at the two side-covered men in front of him with interest. There was nothing obvious about the traditional side-covering robes. The skinny old man's face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were full of wisdom and calm. The man in white next to him seemed to be spattered with faint blood, and the few blood spots on his simple cotton robe were dazzling.
Squinting his eyes slightly, Wu Feng remained silent. He was waiting for the other party to explain his purpose. Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come. It seems that these two people came with a purpose, but it is difficult for Wu Feng to guess what their purpose is.
"May I ask if the person sitting here is Mr. Li Wufeng?" After the two sides looked at each other for a long time, the man in white finally broke the silence and spoke in a standard Indian accent in Tianfang dialect. He seemed to know that Wufeng knew Tianfang dialect.
"Yes, I am Li Wufeng. I wonder if you two..." Wufeng also spoke Tianfang dialect, but with a slight accent of the city-states on the southern coast of the Central Continent, but they were similar and would not cause much obstacles to understanding. The waiting eyes flashed across their faces, but they still couldn't see any problems.
"The origins of the two of us will naturally be explained to Mr. Li, but at this time we would like to take the liberty to ask Mr. Li a question. I wonder if Mr. Li can answer us candidly?" The man in white and the skinny old man exchanged expressions. Then he said it seriously.
"Haha, you two are not even willing to tell me your origins, but you want me to answer your questions honestly. Isn't this a bit too much?" Shrugging, Wu Feng was very interested, but he didn't know what the other party was selling in his gourd. What kind of medicine is that? I asked with a smile.
"Uh-huh, please forgive me for this, Mr. Li. Naturally, our identity must be made clear to Mr. Li, but please understand our difficulties. We want to hear your answer to our questions before making the final decision." The man in white probably also felt that he His questions were a bit inhumane, but he still persisted, while the skinny old man simply closed his eyes and turned a deaf ear.
"Forget it, you two seem to be here for something, you might as well come and have a listen. As long as I can answer the question, I will tell you everything I know." Wu Feng did not bother too much and readily agreed to the other party's request.
Hearing Wu Feng being so straightforward, even the skinny old man who had closed his eyes to rest his mind opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Wu Feng. After much deliberation, the man in white finally mused: "Master Li is a high official of the Tanghe Empire. I wonder what his intention is to come to our territory with a large number of troops this time?"
"Haha, that's good. What do you want to do? I would also like to know what you two think? Since we are coming with a heavy army, what do you think our purpose is?" Wu Feng chuckled and asked half-heartedly, " It’s rude to come and go without reciprocating. I think this saying of us Tanghe people is also very popular in mainland China. Is it just you who can do this? Isn’t this a bit too harsh? "