She took another step forward, and the blade was so bright that it could almost illuminate the face of the person opposite her.
He still held Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand. But he knew that he was no match for this woman!
One day, I will be no match for a woman.
Do you want to beg her for mercy
Or are you just like a man, trying your best to get rid of both of you
It was originally a simple answer, but he had never fought so face-to-face with a woman, so he didn't know how to choose.
He was not afraid, but suddenly he was very curious, what was she going to do? Kill yourself? Force him step by step and kill himself
He suddenly laughed, lowered his hand, and Fang Tian's painted halberd fell to the ground. An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, Hua Rong, you kill me! If you die under the peony flowers, you will be a ghost even if you die in your hands." , this prince is worthy of being a hero all his life..."
A slap fell hard on his face.
There was that "pop" sound in the air, heavy. It seemed to shake the ancient tree, and water dripped down, dripping all over his clothes, turning the numb pain into a burning pain.
The smile on his face completely disappeared, and he only gasped for breath.
This slap was not hard, not even painful, but it burned, as if dignity was burning in a fire. It was no longer an occasional miss when she was angry, but the carelessness of a winner.
It's different, absolutely different. Compared with when she beat herself into a pig's head, it was a completely different feeling.
He closed his eyes, trying to get rid of this terrible feeling of frustration and humiliation.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw that face was so close to him that he could reach out and touch it. It was so sweet.
"Jin Wushu, you are trying to be a hero, what kind of hero are you? Insulting other people's wives, intimidating and torturing, is this what you are like as a hero?"
He sneered: "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! Hua Rong, for the sake of our past friendship, please be quick and kill me with one blow."
Have a good time? What does it take to be happy
She stared at him with thoughtful eyes: "Jin Wushu, what relationship do you and I still have?"
When the jar of wine was poured into the throat, when the slap fell on the face, all the feelings had long since disappeared.
In front of this man, I have always been in a state of hiding and escaping. How many women from the Song Dynasty have been chased and insulted by him and his brothers like this
If there was love, how could we have our hands tied and humiliated every day
She couldn't help but touch her neck. She couldn't see the bruises on it, but they were still there. That night, he had already had murderous intentions.
His eyes followed her hands and landed on her neck - shocking traces of attempted suicide and bruises left by pinching her.
It turned out that the friendship had really ended long ago.
Hua Rong smiled and slowly raised the knife.
Liu Lin led his troops to pursue him for a while, but suddenly realized something was wrong.
Naturally, his advisers were not all idiots. They had long suspected the authenticity of the fake version of the fourth prince. However, they knew Liu Lin's temper and did not like to be refuted. At this time, when they saw that the prince was suspicious, they immediately raised the issue without losing the opportunity. Come out: "Song Army, Liu Guang's troops have just been defeated, and we have not found out any new information. Where did the Song Army come from so quickly?"
Another counselor also said: "The fourth prince himself brought so many guards, how could he suddenly have only a few left? Moreover, he did not dare to face us at all. It was obviously a scam. I heard that when the fourth prince joined the army, he was very cunning. When encountering danger, he fell in love with a guard of similar stature and wore his own armor to confuse the enemy... "
The more Liu Lin thought about it, the more something was wrong, but he did not want to admit that he had been fooled. At this time, the sky was already bright, and in front of him, a fast horse came rushing towards him. He said angrily: "Prince, it's not good. We just discovered that the people who fought last night were all our own people." …”
Liu Lin was horrified and rushed forward, only to see that the forest in front of him was full of people and horses from his own side. It turned out that he had fallen into the enemy's trick last night and fought for a long time while his own side trampled on each other.
He immediately turned the horse's head and said angrily: "Hurry up and chase."
The army turned around and chased in the direction where King Qin was waiting.
Besides, King Qin used a trick to make Liu Lin go against him, and finally won a chance to breathe. At this time, the raging fire in the city was spreading, people were leaving the buildings empty, and even the people who put out the fire couldn't help in time.
King Qin couldn't tell the direction in which Jin Wushu was escaping, so he ran around in a panic. At this point, it seemed that Jin Wushu's whereabouts had also disappeared.
He had the voodoo used by Yelu, but at this time, the vood seemed to have lost its effectiveness.
He took out the bamboo stick and put it on the end of his nose. He suddenly felt dizzy, as if a strange thing had penetrated into the wound. He screamed and pulled out an arrow that had been hit at an unknown time.
Because of this hesitation, Liu Lin and others have already caught up.
"Your Majesty, run quickly..."
King Qin reacted, hit his horse and ran away.
The pursuing army was getting closer and closer, and arrows were being fired like raindrops. But at this moment, the horse neighed again, giving the enemy a signal. Dozens of arrows were fired at them. King Qin was unable to dodge, and was hit by another arrow.
Fortunately, the south is mountainous, and there is a small hillside in front of us.
King Qin rushed over without hesitation.
There was only one trail on the mountain. Liu Lin's army arrived here. Although they saw the imitation version of the fourth prince wearing armor from a distance, they were helpless. Everyone lost their advantage, and all those who stood alone were killed.
After passing the hillside, the road ahead is smooth.
But King Qin did not dare to stay for a moment. At this time, the morning fog was thick, and his armor was in pieces, and he was in an extremely embarrassed state. He had rarely suffered such a disastrous defeat in his life.
Liu Wu, who was running at the front, reined in his horse and panted: "Your Majesty, no, there are enemy troops ahead..."
I could only hear the horses neighing and screaming in front of me, and both sides fought in a massacre.
This group of people who fought against each other were the personal guards of Yue Pengju who met Jin Wushu.
Wu Qimai and his men set up an ambush here, waiting for Yue Pengju's arrival.
Yue Peng raised an arrow and shot Jin Wushu, but he didn't even see how Jin Wushu fell from the horse. The Wuzui horse had already galloped into a dense forest in front of him.
Yue Pengju killed him in one fell swoop. At this time, there was Jin Wushu's ambush in front of him. Wu Qimai waited for a long time and saw Yue Pengju and others coming, but saw him chasing the fourth prince and quickly taking another road. How could he hold back? Regardless of prior arrangements, immediately change tactics and order an early attack.
Dozens of archers rushed out and fired from a commanding position.
Yue Pengju took the lead and was trapped. He only waved his spear and shot down the flying arrows like raindrops. His spear danced like water, and he became more and more courageous as he fought. He even jumped up and broke into the opponent's arrow formation, making provocations. , a dozen archers died in an instant.
Everyone had never seen such a brave man. It was as if his body was not made of human flesh and blood, but made of steel and iron. Only when he jumped in front of the formation did everyone discover that he had at least seven or eight arrows inserted into his body.
Everyone was even more frightened. He took advantage of this momentary emptiness and without wasting any chance, launched another killing spree. At this time, Zhang Xian and others also followed up, and dozens of Jin soldiers were killed to very few.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Qimai fled quickly because he still had the task of escorting the young master Lu Wenlong. He was loyal to the fourth prince and knew that at this time, he must not let Yue Pengju snatch the young master away, as long as he could protect the young master. A great achievement.
Fortunately, Lu Wenlong had been assigned twenty soldiers to escort him forward. Wu Qimai escaped, only to find that the fourth prince and others had disappeared.
The Fourth Prince is missing!
This is more important than taking care of the little master. If the fourth prince is not here, how can he do business when he returns this time? He had been in battle for a long time, but when he saw Yue Peng coming to kill him, he knew that he must be looking for Hua Rong. Sure enough, when he saw that he only had a dozen men, he felt relieved. There was also Liu Lin's army. As long as Liu Lin came, This would turn the situation around. He hid behind a tree and held his breath.
Sure enough, the furious Yue Pengju grabbed a soldier and asked sternly: "Where is the Fourth Prince?"
The soldier knelt down and kowtowed: "Spare your life, spare your life..."
"Where is the fourth prince? Are there any women in your army?"
"Yes, yes... that woman is with the Fourth Prince..."
Yue Pengju was shocked and angry. When he saw Jin Wushu, he was wearing the boss's bamboo hat. He didn't know that Hua Rong was in front of him. At this time, Jin Wushu had already escaped into the dense jungle, and he wanted to find him again. What should he do
"Where's the child?"
"The child has been escorted away... Please forgive me, please forgive me..."
Yue Peng lifted him up and threw him to the ground. Judging by the time, Lu Wenlong must have been sent hundreds of miles away and could no longer be caught up. The current plan must be to save his wife first.
Wu Qimai heard these words clearly and was overjoyed. After thinking for a while, he immediately ran in the opposite direction. There was also a small team distributed by Jin Wushu there. At present, it was just right to use this small team to rescue the fourth prince first. Besides, if we can seize the opportunity to catch Yue Pengju, it will be a good thing.
He hit the horse and galloped away. Yue Pengju suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves and immediately chased after him. It was this distraction that pulled the distance between him and Jin Wushu in the opposite direction, farther and farther away.
Wu Qimai naturally heard the sounds of the chasing troops behind him, but he deliberately let the fourth prince escape. Seeing that Yue Pengju's attention had been attracted, he refused to fight and just kept galloping away.
Yue Pengju chased him all the way, with seven or eight arrows stuck in his body, like a hedgehog. He could not feel any pain in the cold wind, only endless anxiety and fear.
Zhang Xian and others could see clearly from behind and were vaguely afraid. If he was asked to run like this, let alone capture the fourth prince and rescue his wife, he would have fallen down if he failed halfway.
Zhang Xian didn't dare to stop him at first, but now he couldn't bear it anymore. He stepped forward and almost kept pace with him. He said loudly: "Pengju, you have to bandage your wound first..."
Yue Pengju turned a deaf ear. How could he have time to stop at this time? The clothes on his body were completely torn into pieces, and he was covered in armor. The metal outside showed a faint trace of white frost, which showed that his whole body was soaked with sweat. The blood flowed out and quickly condensed again. Only when he was blown by the cold wind did he realize the piercing pain. But The pain soon became numb, and I just took my last breath and raised my whip, knowing that if I fell down today, my wife would have no chance of survival.
How can we give up halfway when we have a critical moment
Zhang Xian also became a little angry: "If you don't stop, you will die first. How can you save my wife?"
While they were talking, the guards behind them had already passed them and headed straight for Wu Qimai. Yue Pengju didn't answer, but clamped the horse's legs hard again and quickly caught up.
Zhang Xian had no choice but to keep up with him.
By this time, the snow had stopped and the weather had cleared up, indicating a bright day.
The morning sun penetrated through the forest, projected onto people's faces from the gaps in the ancient trees, and projected onto the blade of the knife, flashing a cold light.
Jin Wushu closed his eyes and looked at the woman opposite him. Just a short distance away, he exhaled like blue.