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, and he stretched out his hand to swing it away. Then he 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 there is a commander-in-chief in so many armies, 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. Apart from the one hundred thousand soldiers directly under the imperial court, The others don't even distribute 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 so that their Brothers, can you 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 break the door down 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 slow. Please forgive me, sir! Please forgive me, sir!"
"screw you!"
One of the soldiers put the butt of his gun into the shopkeeper's stomach and pushed him against the door. The remaining soldiers came in one after another. When they saw so much wine in the shop, they immediately smiled.
"Hahahahaha, there is so much wine, move it out, 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? Get it all! Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
"Hey, hey, here it is, in the counter drawer..."
The shop owner didn't dare to resist and quickly went around the counter to open the drawers. He even took out several drawers and put them on the counter. One contained silver and the other contained copper coins of different denominations. Then the shop owner was pushed away, and a group of soldiers around him Caught in a rush of looting, many soldiers had already opened some wine jars and flasks in advance and started pouring wine into their mouths.
The shopkeeper hid alone and huddled up in a ball. His eyes were full of misery and resentment. He couldn't help but cursed "robber" in a low voice. Although the words were not heard, they were seen by a soldier on the side whose face was red from drinking. arrive.
"What were you talking about just now?"
"Ah? No, I didn't say anything. Jun, Junye, 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 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 I will spend this year..."
"Fart, you must be insulting me! You are looking for death!"
"Zheng~" "Zheng~"
"Dang~"
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 get paid to move the wine!"
"Huh? Who do you think you are!" "That's right, who do you think you are?"
"Think of it as your father!"
"Zheng~" "Zheng~" "Zheng~"...
Many people around him drew their swords, and the two brothers beside the man also drew their sabers. The man even drew out his sabers with his left hand and put it on the neck of the soldier who had just slashed. The cold blade was pressed against his neck. Goosebumps rose up on the skin of the slightly smoked soldier's neck, and he woke up from the wine.
"You are all just pawns. How dare you disobey my 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 those of ordinary soldiers. He was scolded like this and he saw his clothes clearly. The soldiers on the side became calmer.
"Get your drinks and disperse!"
"It's all gone, it's all gone!" "Okay, since you are an uncle, let's all go away."
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", "Puff"... The sound sounded intensively, and the next moment, warm liquid was poured on the 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. They quickly pulled out their weapons again and nervously Look around.
"Woo... Wu..."
It blew past and swept into the liquor store, 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 and get out of here."
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 the sword in his hand pointing diagonally at the ground. There was blood, 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.
"Thank you so much, hero, thank you so much, hero! Let's go 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 the 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.
"May I have 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 me, Sergeant Dazhen? Have you killed him?"
General Han's face froze, and he regretted not leaving right away. How could he be so stupid, think so much, and want to curry favor with the other party? There was a high probability that he would not be able to leave now. He said this in his heart. After weighing it, he gritted his teeth slightly and whispered. road.
"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. You want to help me, Dazhen, do something. If you can do it, I, Yan Fei, can keep you safe. What's more, There will be no shortage of wealth!”
When General Han was stunned, he heard what seemed to be screams all over 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. Someone from Dazhen's side might be coming to kill him. .
"Baby, what if I want to leave directly?"
Yan Fei smiled.
"Then just leave. Since I let you go just now, can the words I, Yan Fei, say still count?"
Yan Fei narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he said this, he knew that there were at least two hundred martial arts masters in the city. In a city with streets and houses like this, the advantage of military formation was not there. These three people survived under his sword. If you can't get out of the city, you will definitely die.
General Han's thoughts flashed rapidly in his mind. After looking back at the two brothers who were at a loss, he turned to 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 take back this city, just wait and see!"
After saying this and leaving the words "Follow me", Yan Fei took General Han and the three of them to other places in the city. Along the way, a long sword was like a long sword, swallowing a piece of sword in Yan Fei's hand. The lives of the soldiers of Zuyue were saved. From time to time, other warriors could be encountered in the city, and they also fought against the soldiers of Zuyue.
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, and after understanding the situation, they would protect the knights. Report what you know.
Zuo Wuji and Wang Keze were guarding the east gate with some Jianghu people, 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 bloody Jianghu people came back, and they also borrowed carriages and horses to bring a load of clothes and armor 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.
"How's it going?"
Wang Ke replied seriously.
"Everything will be ready before nightfall."
At this moment, Sergeant Dazhen was already leaving the customs in batches through the trail near Qilin Pass. The number ranged from a hundred to several hundred people. Each of them had a white cloak as cover in the snow, and there were rivers and lakes. People and Tanma were out investigating from afar, and it was obvious that they couldn't get along with each other on New Year's Eve.