Rogue with a knife on the right

Yin Qingxuan raised his hands hidden in his sleeves.Over there, the door was pushed open with a clatter, and a pair of studded official boots stepped out.

The person who came from the door was Andinghou.

At this moment, it is time to defend against Marquis Anding of the Northern Kingdom in Yanhe.

Everyone was surprised, but he didn't feel that it was a strange thing for him to appear here, and respectfully respected Yin Qingxuan: "Generalissimo."

Han Jingye clenched his fists under the table: "Where is President Jin?"

"What?" Still smiling.

"Chief Blue Lantern Guard." His voice was trembling.

"I'm really sorry, Jin Sankai has been captured by the North Kingdom." Marquis Anding replied calmly: "Yanhe was not guarded, and the hundreds of people you sent suffered heavy casualties."

Team Leader Zhang jumped up and grabbed his collar: "The Green Lantern Guard is here to support you! But you have the face to appear in the pseudo-yan?!"

"Team leader Zhang, don't be impulsive," Yin Qingxuan said leisurely: "Everything will change if it is poor, and change will lead to success. How long can the Dahe Dynasty last? Don't you have an answer in your heart? Is it worth your continued work for it?" With a raised eyebrow, a With a wink, several guards dragged Team Leader Zhang away and forced him back to his original seat.

"Traitor." He gritted his teeth.

Hou An Ding straightened his collar and smoothed out the wrinkles.The document handed over by Da Hechao was lying on the ground in embarrassment, and someone stomped on it.

"If you do unkind and unrighteous things, you will only be spurned by everyone." Han Jingye tried his best to calm down his tone, his heart was chilling, as if he had fallen into a frozen lake.

At this moment, the northern tiger finally bared its fangs.It has great ambitions, it wants to eat people, and it wants to devour the whole Dahe.

"There is no need for San Shao to worry about this issue. People are very simple things, and their essence is nothing more than 'profit-seeking'. What people need is a sense of justice and participation. I advise you not to place your hopes on them."

Counselor Wang lamented: "If the Marshal is like this, the future generations of the two countries will become enemies forever, and the story will be passed on endlessly!"

Yin Qingxuan turned a deaf ear: "Now the Republican Party is also making trouble. They have Mr. Hu as a propaganda tool, which is very inflammatory. I think we can also create one. For example, Kaifeng? The poor prince? Didn't Chen Sheng and Wu Guang revolt in the past also claim to be the son of Fusu, item--"

Before he could finish speaking, a silver knife was suddenly placed on his neck.

cold.

Han Jingye held Suixue in his hand, and the hem of his clothes fluttered.If he is willing, even if he can cut off that person's head, the sharp blade will hover just a few feet away from the skin, trembling slightly.

Now he can see clearly that this is a Hongmen banquet, and no Qingdengwei can escape unscathed.

"In the Shouming Pavilion, I advise the third young master not to do anything." Yin Qingxuan chuckled, his lips bright red.

"Let's get out."

"Oh?" The man pinched the blade, his eyes revealed cruelty: "I have no such plan."

clang--!

In the blink of an eye, Yin Qingxuan turned around and drew the saber, Han Jingye retreated to block.The two, one black and one white, were deadlocked in the hall shrouded in darkness.

Ink gauze curtains, layer after layer fluttering with the wind, rushing to the end of the field of vision like waves one after another.

They have no way out.

Dahe has no way out.

Those warriors guarding old dreams have no way out.

"Han Jingye keeps the one alive for me, the others, kill them!"

Flower Island is on the rise.

Xiuli told him a small road leading to the Jin Palace, and her mother's body was carried down along this road.

Cutting the branches, the footprints left by the predecessors have been covered by ruthless vegetation, but they can still be discerned.Huadao knew that Yan Guo would not let Qingdengwei go back—perhaps inspired by Wu Lingnan, he began to have a special sensitivity to details.

The water in the moat indicates that machinery is operating in the Jin Palace; the troop carrier last night indicates that they have strengthened their forces on a large scale; the early lighting and the beacon on the city wall are signals for each other. In addition, the last train here is 05:30. The gates close at six o'clock.

Yan Guo didn't want to unite at all. For them, going to war can gain greater benefits!

On the stone wall in front, there is a small door hidden among dead branches and leaves. Huashima took a lot of effort to tear off the vine man, and the rusty door knocker was revealed, entwined like a giant iron lock. down, motionless.

The protective measures had obviously been strengthened, but because he was deep in the jungle and there were no guards around, Huashima felt something heavy in his pocket beckoning him, so he took out the gun and weighed it repeatedly.

Release the safety and aim for the chain.

Just when he was about to pull the engine plate, he hesitated. Fortunately, he hesitated, which made him think of another question.

Should we shoot now?

If a shot is fired, the sound of the gun will definitely attract soldiers, and they will be powerless at that time.Huashima's palms were clenched in cold sweat, and she gradually realized that in this stealth, one wrong step would result in a complete loss.

The gun was back in his pocket, and the knife was drawn instead.Just hitting the iron chain with this rusty knife will inevitably end in death.

Above the head, the bars of the Shouming Pavilion suddenly fell one by one, and the tremor of the mechanical operation spread to the feet.

"Master, help me." He closed his eyes and said silently.

Knife up and down.

Accompanied by a piercing sound, the iron chain was cut off abruptly, and at the same time, half of the rusty knife whirled and sank into the jungle.

Too late to feel distressed, Huashima had no choice but to drop the wreckage of the dagger and knock open the small door.

Further up is the third wall surrounding Shouming Pavilion.

The shadow of a soldier suddenly appeared.

"You! Stop it!"

Huashima cast an indifferent glance, and pushed the long knife away with her thumb.

Following Yin Qingxuan's order, swords were on the verge of breaking out in the Shouming Pavilion.

The bloodstains of teeth and claws snaked all the way from the top floor to the bottom floor. The stairs were covered with stumps, broken arms and fallen corpses. Fresh blood flowed out and wet the toes of Han Jingye's shoes.

"Captain, we are locked up." Team leader Zhang hit the iron curtain desperately, half of his body was numb.Instead, he squatted down, stuck his fingers into the gap below, and tried to lift the Iron Curtain.

"what--!"

Shouting at the top of his lungs, the blue veins burst, the man's eyes widened, and the muscles all over his body swelled, pushing upward inch by inch with difficulty.

"There is a hidden weapon behind you!" Staff Officer Wang shouted.

Han Jingye chopped the dark arrow into pieces with a knife, and turned his head: "Leave it to me later." His voice was firm.

A group of guards surrounded them. Fortunately, they were in the cabinet at this time, and the guards could not use guns, otherwise they would not even have a last chance.

A ray of light shone through the crack of the door.

Beads of sweat dripped down.

There was a crackling sound, and poisonous arrows shot from the bow|crossbow.Han Jing dodged the night sky and chopped them down one by one.In the blink of an eye, he had already flashed to the center of the encirclement, and blood rained like flowers where the knife passed.

Over there, Team Leader Zhang persevered in raising the Iron Curtain.He felt no pain, not even the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.His neck was raised into a tight arc, and his forearm was bruised and purple. He was still lifting and lifting vigorously, and the faint sunlight illuminated his eyes.

"Quick—go—!" the man roared.

He raised the Iron Curtain to his waist, and every time he uttered a word, his flesh and blood were torn apart.

Han Jingye picked up Staff Officer Wang, who was wounded in the abdomen, and staggered towards the door.

There is no dusk in the country of Yan, but Han Jingye feels that the light at this moment is extremely dazzling.

It seemed to be bleeding.

"Team Leader Zhang! Come out!" He knelt in the snow outside the house and ordered.

The man with the door on his shoulder shook his head.

Han Jingye seemed to realize something and rushed over desperately, but it was still too late.The man let go, and the heavy iron curtain came crashing down, cutting off the river of swords, swords, shadows and blood in the pavilion, as well as his own life.

After the bang, dust rose everywhere, and everything was silent.

"You only die for the country on the battlefield, why return the shrouded body in horse leather!"

Through the Iron Curtain, Han Jingye heard his last words.

Blood spilled from between the cracks in the door.

He was stunned, and Staff Officer Wang pressed his shoulders and exhaled white mist: "Go... let's go."

As warriors, they need to face death at all times.

Han Jingye turned and left, stretched out his hand to wipe his cheek, and wiped his bright red.

At this moment, a whistle pierced the sky.

Black shadows appeared in the jungle in all directions, the rifles were all raised, and the muzzles were aimed at the two of them.

"Whoa-"

Before he could see clearly, all of a sudden, Staff Officer Wang shouted: "Be careful of the top of your head!" Han Jingye raised his head in response, and the cold light brushed his cheek like this. The clothes were cut open.

Yin Qingxuan, who was dressed in moon white, landed in front of him, bent down and drew out a knife, and tied a flower with the other in his hand.He has a pair of eyes full of murderous intent, his sword technique is as sharp and fierce as his eyes, and he is beckoning.Han Jingye retreated one after another, and the metal strikes sparked.

The short knife swept over, he leaned over to dodge, and swung the sword, Yin Qingxuan turned up and landed behind him, Han Jingye slid out in a circle and swung the sword, quickly slashing at his back, the opponent seemed to have expected this move Yes, they resisted him with precautions, with a knife horizontally and a knife vertically, and suddenly brushed against each other, both of them staggered back a few steps.

"It seems that the third young master has never forgotten."

Han Jingye didn't answer, so Yin Qingxuan ran towards him at a high speed with both knives in hand, and caught his hand the moment he raised his arms and raised the knives.Han Jingye twisted his wrist to adjust the edge of the blade, stabbed down hard, and at the same time clamped the man's arm with his arm and pressed down, the handle of the knife hit the opponent's waist along with the momentum, knocking him out.

Yin Qingxuan stood firm and laughed.

"Let us go! Or I'll do it!"

Not far away, Staff Officer Wang held Andinghou hostage, and the two stood on the edge of the stone wall, looking precarious.

"Hey, hey, don't come here! Don't come here!" Marquis Anding hurriedly instructed the soldiers to back away.

"Let us go!" Staff Officer Wang repeated again, and the knife pressed hard on his neck.

The siege gradually became looser, and no one dared to act rashly.Only Yin Qingxuan shook his head, as if sighing something, and then moved his fingers.

whoosh-

A bullet flew out of nowhere, and it precisely sank into Staff Officer Wang's chest.

At that moment, the man's expression froze, and his mouth opened wide in disbelief.He fell from the edge of the cliff like a kite that suddenly broke its string.

can't stop...

The figure in front of him was crumpled into a ball by the sunlight, and finally there was nothing left.

That was his last thought as he fell.

A brand new era that no longer belongs to them has arrived, like a surging tide and a bullet piercing through the air—

Unstoppable.

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(Also, I found that I was locked in a chapter after not surfing the Internet for a long time??? I didn’t want to delete a word, and then I hung up lof, and copied the previous chapters by the way. God, this feeling seems to be castrated |It's the same. I heard that jj can't write about war? Seriously?)