Chapter 1146 Chat

"Why let us go?"

He Kui didn't dare to move. He waved his hand to stop Yang Caiping from coming from the carriage: "I am not a three-year-old child. I never believe that there will be pies falling in this world, but there are traps. So if you want to humiliate us, please put away your thoughts. I am not your opponent, but I can choose a dignified way of death."

The strong man who was blocking the front just shook his head: "If I don't leave, I will regret it."

He Kui looked carefully at the man's expression, which was not like a fake. He turned around and pushed Yang Caiping onto the carriage. Then he pulled the reins of the horse and was about to go forward, but the strong man reached out to stop him.

"You regret it quickly!"

He Kui pulled out his two swords again.

"No"

The strong man said seriously: "I mean you two can leave, and don't come back. But everything you bring, including others, cannot leave. The money in the carriage is the people's wealth and ointment that Yang Shunhui has plundered over the years and the benefits obtained from foreigners. And that team of 1,000 people was once the war soldiers of the Sui Dynasty. The purpose of their survival was not to become a sinner of the eternal period with Yang Shunhui."

"You guys are not qualified to enjoy these things."

He said.

Without any hesitation, He Kui pulled Yang Caiping out of the carriage and strode forward: "I have dozens of taels of silver in my package, which is the monthly money I have saved over the years. If you think I shouldn't take it away, I will keep it."

"You want to kill my father?!"

At this moment, Yang Caiping broke free from He Kui's palm and looked at the strong man with red eyes: "Answer me! Are you going to kill my father?"

"Go away!"

He Kui pulled him.

"He Kui, don't let me hate you!"

Yang Caiping said with a hoarse voice: "Although I am incompetent, I at least know what filial piety is. If I know someone wants to kill my father and only care about running for myself, maybe someone else can do it, but I can't do it. He Kui, thank you for taking care of me over the years, but I can't leave today. If my father is destined to die, then I should die in front of him."

"idiot!"

He Kui cursed, turned around and walked out by himself.

After more than ten steps, he turned around and returned and cut it on Yang Caiping's neck. Yang Caiping groaned and fell down softly. He Kui held him up, then carried it on his shoulder and walked away in the morning. The strong man didn't say anything anymore, just watched them leave.

"If you hate me, hate me. I can't watch you die. If you wake up and you are looking for death, I will dump you again. I will ignore what you like!"

Empress He Kui Dudu left without looking back.

Shortly after the two of them left, a young man in a black robe walked out slowly from the side of the road, glanced at the shocked soldiers, nodded to the strong man and said, "Do you know why I asked you to stop them?"

The strong man was Shiwan. After looking at Fang Jie, he lowered his head with some guilt: "I'm sorry, I really can't bear to kill them. If the previous one named He Kui abandoned Yang Caiping, I would definitely take action, but he didn't do that, so I didn't find a reason to kill him."

Fang Jie smiled and said, "I asked you to stop them because I know you won't kill them. If it were someone else, they would have died."

Shi Wan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Fang Jie with gratitude.

"You were once soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty."

Fang Jie turned his head to look at the cavalry. The number of cavalry in Yang Shunhui's team was not large, and the most elite was this thousand people. It was precisely because of this that Yang Shunhui sent them to escort Yang Caiping. These thousand people were tantamount to his personal soldiers. But at that moment, none of these cavalry took action, which seemed to be an attitude.

No one even drew the knife.

"But you are all despised traitors now."

Fang Jie said slowly: "Yang Shunhui has been nailed to shame and will never turn over. Even if he dies, he will die with infamy. Even if he dies for decades, hundreds or even thousands of years, people in later generations will have disdain and ridicule in their tone when they mention this name. He can no longer turn over. But you are different. If you think that you will live well with Yang Shun, just pretend that you didn't hear what you said just now, you can leave. If you feel that your conscience is still a little bit unlucky, I will give you another way now."

Fang Jie pointed to the north and the direction of Phoenix Platform: "Go to Phoenix Platform and use your own blood to wash away your shame. If you believe that you can clear yourself up on the battlefield, then go and have a real fight with foreigners. If you think that it doesn't matter if you have been scolded anyway, then you can leave, throw away your weapons and take off your armor, and live in your own world for the rest of your life."

The cavalry stood there, looking at each other.

Some of them looked down at their hands, holding the hilt of the knife in their hands.

Throw down the weapon?

sinner?

These words slashed in their hearts like lightning.

To be honest, these soldiers had the same mind. When they were in Mouping City, the common people saw them wearing Sui Jun robes from afar, and would spit thick phlegm, then turn their heads and leave. They went out on the streets, and no one was even willing to sell them things.

That's right, Yang Shunhui is indeed good to them and has never owed military pay. They wear delicious food and live in a good place. In theory, they should be grateful to Yang Shunhui.

However, everyone's heart felt that the Buddha was tied up by a rope. Every time they heard those sarcastic words and those contemptuous eyes were seen, it seemed that a hand grabbed the life and death and stretched it out hard, tugging the flesh in his heart, so painful and so painful.

"I am Fang Jie."

Fang Jie shouted: "The leader of the Black Flag Army."

There was an uproar!

All the cavalry were frightened by this name, and everyone's face was full of incredibleness.

"If you think you still have a chance, then do me a favor."

Yang Shunhui had never fallen asleep. He could hear the conversation between He Kui and Yang Caiping outside. He pretended to be asleep and didn't wake up, but he didn't want to see his son's back when he left him. He didn't know what happened. When he thought of his son's separation this time, his heart ached.

Maybe this is fear.

He picked up the teapot and poured a mouthful of herbal tea into his mouth. The tea had already been cold, and even Dongjiang was no longer warm at night. After entering the throat, the herbal tea entered the stomach along his throat. He could clearly feel the way the herbal tea passed by.

He looked out and saw nothing.

The map is still spread out on the earthen kang.

The place called Gao Ning was lit with a red pen. Even under the dim light, it was still so clear, as if it was a drop of blood.

Thinking of blood, Yang Shun would shake his head hard to tell him not to think about it. He planned very carefully. This time he left, he went to the island to hide for a while, and then went to Bohai Country. He had an old acquaintance in Bohai Country, and he believed that the person he promoted himself would not not take him in.

He just wants to live a peaceful life as an ordinary rich man.

He took his eyes back from the map with some difficulty, and he felt that he was really old. After sitting for a longer period of time, his waist and back would be very sad. Speaking of which, although he led troops for decades, he had never been injured. He experienced the process of the Sui Dynasty from its peak to its decline, but he always relied on his keen insight to avoid all dangers.

but

An exception today

When the sound of horse hooves outside sounded, Yang Shunhui's expression changed immediately. He called the personal soldiers on duty outside and asked him to see what happened in the team. Before he could finish his orders, a general in iron armor ran up hurriedly, panting: "General, the thousand cavalry you sent out before are back again!"

Yang Shunhui's face changed suddenly. After hesitating for a few seconds, he suddenly turned around and punched the wall of the house through the air. He had already rushed out in the dust. He was dozens of meters away. He didn't know what was going on, nor did he know why he was afraid.

But he knew one thing very well. Over the years, it was precisely because of this fear that he could avoid disasters again and again.

But obviously, this fear came too late today.

"I want to ask you something."

In the night rain, a young man who looked very slender and beautiful was standing not far away in front of him. He suddenly appeared like a ghost, crossing the void without any warning. Yang Shunhui had almost no hesitation, pulled out a short gun from his waist and raised his hand and shot it.

This gunshot is also a signal.

He was surrounded by a team of god-slaughtering musketeers sent to him by Emperor Leman.

"Even a practitioner's self-esteem is gone. When facing the enemy, the first reaction is to take out the foreigners' firearms, hoping that the foreigners can kill the practitioner's bullets, not your own cultivation. Your transformation over the years seems to be very complete, but you are going to be disappointed."

"This kind of bullet can penetrate any cultivation power without being affected."

The bullet fell in front of Fang Jie, and there was a horizontal knife blocking it. The very ordinary Dasui style horizontal knife was pulled out from a cavalry's waist before Fang Jie was pulled out from the waist of a cavalry. After understanding the terrifying aspects of something, and the number of this thing was too large to be powerless, it was actually no longer terrible.

"But, it's not omnipotent."

Fang Jie threw away the horizontal knife: "Who was waiting for you? It probably won't be here. I just borrowed a thousand cavalry from you. The first thing I did when I returned to the camp was to attack the base of the God-Slaying Musketeers and slaughter them all. Those musketeers would not doubt their allies, and I also need those soldiers to submit a letter of conferment."

Yang Shunhui's face looked ugly: "What's wrong with Huiji?"

He asked.

Fang Jie sighed: "The second reaction is to ask your son how it is. It seems that you still love yourself more. You should have this awareness. I don't know when the person who killed you will appear, right? Is it because I am Fang Jie that you are even more nervous?"

Yang Shunhui's heart was very confused, and Fang Jie's words made his heart even more confused.

"You don't think I can show up in front of you, but I'm here."

Fang Jie walked to the low wall not far away, jumped and sat on it: "I don't want to kill you yet, you should know that you still have the value of using it."

Yang Shun would turn around and want to escape in another direction.

He found himself unable to escape.

The other three people blocked all his retreat.

The crisp sound of the gong sounded in the military camp, which seemed particularly harsh at night. Soon, the generals of each camp were attracted by the sound of the gong. Then they saw a fat man in Taoist robe holding a gong in his hand and beating hard: "Let's come and see, your chief Yang Shunhui is about to die!"

Many people gathered around and held the hilt in their hands tightly.

Yang Shunhui naturally had many confidants, especially his personal soldiers gathered at this moment. No matter what they were facing, their duty was to protect the main general.

"Don't be impatient for a little while!"
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