Simple, direct, sharp, and ruthless, every move is without any sloppiness, no pretense at all, the shortest distance, the smallest arc, the most direct way to kill.
These killing techniques, which can only be honed on the battlefield and in chaos, are becoming more and more difficult to withstand than Xue Lie, the first warrior of Tubo.
Even the men who protected him and besieged him together did not change the situation.
What surprised Xue Lie the most was that His Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty was covered with weapons all over his body. His hands, elbows, shoulders, knees, etc. were used as weapons, and even his head was used by him to fight the enemy.
What was even more frightening was that the back and handle of the Hengdao were also used by him to kill people. The handle of the knife in his hand had penetrated the backs of the two men's heads.
Because of the rush, Li Hong only wore a pair of black trousers, and the cloak was put on by Ban Mei in an emergency.
Now the cloak had long been scattered during the fight, and the entire upper body of the man was covered in blood. His cold eyes exuded cruel killing, and he stood there like a demon god.
Dodging the sword attack from the enemy's side, Li Hong continued to take a step forward. He held the horizontal sword in his left hand and bent his elbow to block Xue Lie's counterattack. He turned around and raised his right elbow again. At the same time, he held the sword horizontally in his hand. Draw the knife horizontally downward.
When he leaned in front of Xuelie, his right elbow was aimed at Xuelie's chin.
Xue Lie had no time to retreat, and was about to bend down to avoid it, when he saw a flash of cold light below his chest, and the horizontal knife in Li Hong's hand had already been slashed from bottom to top.
Danger flashed in Xue Lie's mind, so he could only tilt his head back as much as possible, and then quickly retreated.
But Li Hongren was tall and had long legs, and he had already calculated the distance of his retreat with one step. When Xue Lie raised his head and leaned back, and his body followed suit, his right elbow had already hit Xue Lie's chin. .
The heartbreaking pain made Xue Lie feel for the first time that her chin had been smashed off by Li Hong's elbow, and her head felt dizzy because of the impact on her chin.
Even so, Xue Lie still retreated resolutely and quickly, but at this moment, the horizontal knife held in Li Hong's hand suddenly changed from bottom to top, and instead moved his elbow horizontally again, with chilling and murderous intent. The blade of his knife was already placed above Xue Lie's neck, waiting for Xue Lie to look down at him after retreating.
"Be careful behind you, sir." Banmei shouted. The sharp sword in his hand was like an arrow, quickly passing through the enemy in front of him and shooting at the enemy who sneaked up on Li Hong's back.
Li Hong didn't look back when he heard the warning. After a hard attack, he finally got such an excellent opportunity to kill Xue Lie. He didn't want to give up just yet.
So Li Hong moved his steps laterally, moving the horizontal knife raised with his left hand, and the tip of the knife was still pointing directly at Xue Lie's neck.
A scimitar passed over the outside of Li Hong's right arm that he had just lowered, leaving a deep wound on Li Hong's right arm. Blood immediately flowed from the arm, and the skin of the arm that had been pulled apart by the scimitar began to turn outwards. , the wound was extremely scary.
Li Hong felt the burning pain in his right arm. The knife in his left hand involuntarily moved to his side due to the injury to his right arm. At this time, Xuelie also stopped retreating.
Seeing that the horizontal knife was already cutting towards his neck, he instinctively tilted his head to avoid it, but the tip of Li Hong's horizontal knife still cut his neck and passed through it all at once.
"Ah... um..."
Xue Lie felt the pain of his neck being cut by a sharp blade, and a tearing pain appeared in his mind. Before he could scream, he found that he could not scream.
At the same time, he felt that the scene in front of him suddenly tilted. His head seemed to have fallen on his shoulders, and there was a chill on the other side of his neck. Then he fell to the ground, with a sudden pain in his neck. bleeding out.
Banmei looked at Xue Lie with some fear, and saw that after His Highness the Prince's horizontal knife cut him, Xue Lie's head suddenly seemed to fall off his neck and drooped on his shoulders, and the blood was separated from it. The blood spurted out from the half-stretched neck, and Xue Lie also fell straight down.
Li Hong did not stop when he saw Xue Lie falling to the ground. He spun around quickly and once again avoided the sneak attack of another Tubo man. There was still blood on Xue Lie's neck on the tip of the horizontal knife in his hand, so he cut off Xue Lie. He grabbed the arm of the Tibetan man who sneaked up on him.
"Xuelie is dead..."
Seeing Xue Lie being killed by Li Hong, the Tubo people seemed to have lost their spiritual support. In a short moment of confusion, Hua Meng and others killed several more.
When the others saw that Xue Lie was dead, they immediately lost the motivation to continue fighting. Their eyes were dull, and they all suddenly fell to their knees on the ground.
Banmei and Xunlan flew to Li Hong's side. Tears welled up in their eyes. Looking at Li Hong's arm that was still bleeding, they hurriedly took out the silk handkerchief from their arms and briefly helped Li Hong. Hong bandaged the wound.
Less than a few breaths after Xue Lie's throat was cut by Li Hong, the Tubo people were completely in chaos, and the guards below had already rushed up.
"Master, please heal the wound quickly." Xun Lan begged with a cry in her eyes, looking at Li Hong who was covered in blood.
Li Hong's eyes were still full of murderous intent. He endured the burning pain in the wound on his right arm and said coldly: "Go down first to see if Yu Tuqi is still under his control."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for the others to refute, the first one walked towards the bottom of the Red Palace.
The one hundred and fifty personal guards were only injured but not dead. At this moment, they had completely controlled the rear of the Red Palace.
The moment he walked down the steps, Li Hong couldn't help but look at Princess Wencheng's room, the only room in the Potala Palace without lights.
Enduring the burning pain in his arm, he looked at the window and sighed, then turned and walked towards the square of the Red Palace.
The Potala Palace was brightly lit, and just when Li Hong walked to the front of the Red Palace and could overlook the entire Luoche City, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded around Luoche City.
At the same time as the sound of horse hooves sounded, Luozhe City, which was originally covered with a layer of silvery gray due to the moonlight, suddenly lit up with torches on the streets leading to the four city gates.
As the torches were lit one by one, standing on the square of the Red Palace and looking down, it seemed like four long dragons were rushing towards the Potala Palace.
"Let Mansong Mangzan see me immediately!" Li Hong was naked from the waist up, and the blood on his body had been wiped clean by Xunlan. Fortunately, except for the bone-deep knife wound on his right arm, he had no other injuries.
After years of training on the battlefield, Li Hong has developed a strong physique. His naked upper body is illuminated by torches, and his bronze skin, strong muscles and sweat are mixed together, making Li Hong's whole body full of arrogance. Domineering.
The horizontal knife in his hand was still full of blood, and Mansong Mangzan, with a pale face, was escorted by Yu Tuqi and other fifty Guards soldiers in the middle, and walked quickly to the Red Palace Square, which was brightly lit and as bright as day.
Li Hong looked at Mansong Mangzan's high head and strode over with the horizontal sword in his hand: "I should have told you the story of the mountain wolf in the Tang Dynasty! Mangsong Mangzan, do you think I dare not Even though I’m useless, I still don’t dare to kill you!”
The tip of the horizontal knife in his hand rubbed against the stone paved ground, making a scalp-numbing sound as Li Hong moved around.
"You surrender, you can't see that I, the Tibetan warriors, have surrounded the Potala Palace. You think I am dead, can you still live?" Mangsong Mangzan met Li Hong's murderous eyes, but within two breaths Time, I can't help but turn my eyes elsewhere.
He didn't dare to look into those cold-blooded eyes like wolves. Those eyes seemed to be able to see through his inner weakness, making him involuntarily afraid.
"Do you really think Gu doesn't know your little tricks? Gu has been stationed here just to give you a chance. Since you think Gu is just for the title of Jie'er, then Gu will help you today, and Tubo will be merged into the territory of the Tang Dynasty! Anyone with evil intentions will be killed without mercy! Anyone who attacks an orphan will be killed without mercy!" Li Hong said at the end, with a bloody tone filled with cold murderous intent, filling the Red Palace Square.
As his voice disappeared into the moonlight, the Guards escorted the few dozen people who had just attacked him and slowly walked to the Red Palace Square.
Dozens of Tibetan warriors knelt side by side on the ground. Behind each one were two guardsmen guarding them. The unsheathed swords were placed behind the necks of dozens of Tubo warriors, waiting for Li Hong's order to attack Li Hong. Hong's five hundred Tibetan warriors will be dead and dismembered.
Banmei walked up to Li Hong handsomely, took out a new red cloak, and carefully put it on Li Hong.
"Whose idea was this assassination?" Li Hong asked Banmei as he looked at Mangsong and Mangzan as he let Banmei put on his cloak.
Up to now, Aunt Wencheng has not shown up, nor has Garzandra and others.
But Li Hong was not in a hurry. He believed that they would definitely come out. Now, they were just waiting for the Tibetan army at the foot of the Potala Palace to see if they could successfully reach the foot of the Potala Palace.
Pei Xingjian and his colleagues, including Lawless, had secretly begun to build fortifications at the foot of the Potala Palace since he realized something was wrong. Therefore, he was not worried at all that the Tibetan army could attack.
"You really don't want to say it?" Looking at Mansong Mangzan who kept silent, Li Hong's cold eyes were as sharp as knives, and Mansong Mangzan didn't even have the courage to look at each other again.
"Kill." Li Hong kept staring at Mansong Mangzan's expression and softly uttered the word "kill" from his mouth.
Following Li Hong's order, less than fifty Tibetan warriors were left, and all their heads fell to the ground in an instant.
The disgusting smell of blood suddenly filled the entire square.
Mansong Manzan turned his head and saw that more than forty living Tibetan warriors were now separated from their heads, and blood was flowing out from their necks like water.
"You...you executioner, why do you want to kill them?" Mansong Mangzan's face was pale, but as a Tubo Zanpu, he could no longer care about fear at this moment. He only felt resentment towards Li Hong.
(End of chapter)