[Quick Transmigration] Running straight on the road to death

Changming (5)

There had just been a heavy snowfall earlier in the morning, which crushed the over-loaded pine branches, so that they fell down and connected with other snow whites on the ground, and were brutally trampled by a group of people.

This team of people is huge, there are almost hundreds of people in front and back, but they are all well-trained, silently guarding the covered cage in the center.

A guard captain wrapped his leather coat tightly, and under the instigation of his own soldiers, he held a torch and followed the bishop at the front of the line, "Bishop Simon, where are we going to send the Holy Son?"

Simon sat on the horse and advanced, and answered him flatly, "Go to the place where the Son of God should go."

The captain of the guard scratched his head, "But this is not the way to the Holy See. If we don't send the Holy Son back to the Holy See, where can we go?"

"Front." Simon raised his whip and accelerated.

The captain of the guard had no choice but to keep up with him, praying to the Lord God in his heart, hoping that nothing would happen.

Jiang Wuyan changed to a more comfortable position in the cage and sat, people outside couldn't see him, and he couldn't see outside either.

After sitting kicking his legs for a while, Jiang Wuyan began to feel sleepy, so he lay down on his stomach on his thick sleeve robe and planned to take a nap.

After being locked up in the small black room for three days, his spirit was already exhausted, so even if he guessed that the road ahead would be bumpy, he didn't have the strength to do anything else.

There are thousands of difficulties, and everything will be discussed after sleep.

It's a pity that Jiang Wuyan didn't get what he wanted, so he closed his eyes, and suddenly there was a commotion outside.

The team stopped abruptly, and Jiang Wuyan grabbed the side of the cage to avoid the fate of being knocked over by inertia.

He couldn't see, so he could only listen. He only heard the commotion outside for a while, and it quickly quieted down. It seemed that it was resolved by accident, but the car didn't continue to move forward. After a while, there was a conversation between the two.

"Lord God bless, Heichrysalis has really long hands, how could he even block the Holy Church's team?!" The captain of the guard raised his whip and took the lead.

Before the opponent launched a surprise attack, a soldier he was very close to lost his life. He was on the verge of getting angry at the moment, and he looked like he wanted to go up and tear the leader of the opponent.

The envoy who was stared at by him was quite leisurely, playing with the hair on his temples calmly, "I didn't stop you, it's just that this is the territory of the black chrysalis, you don't even say hello when you come here, just say hello Intruders, this is my self-defense."

"Fart! You!" Another soldier under the guard captain's eyes were red, and he wanted to shoot without saying a word. Before the captain stopped him, his expression froze suddenly, and he came back to his senses, and his head was already gone.

"I'm not wrong, what are you doing so fiercely? People in the Holy See have such a big temper. They are different from us scumbags. I am so envious!" The envoy sighed while clutching the fresh head in his hand, and threw it away Going to the side, wiped the blood from his hands, and said disdainfully, "The Lord God bless you, and you will have a good birth in your next life, like your holy son, ha!"

At the end, he couldn't help laughing himself. The guards of the Holy Church were immediately provoked, except for the captain who endured humiliation for the sake of the overall situation. Almost all of them were full of killing intent, and some even drew their own swords.

In a fit of anger, the captain gritted his teeth and said, "I'm very sorry for trespassing on your territory, and I'm leaving now."

As he spoke, he was about to turn his horse's head, but he was quickly stopped - the archer from Heichrysalis shot an arrow at the heel of his mount, and the captain rolled down without checking, which immediately became the beginning of violence.

The soldier who felt insulted was the first to fight with his sword, and the hundreds of people behind him followed suit. The two teams collided quickly, blood stained the ground, and everyone's eyes were red in almost a moment.

The captain struggled to get up from the ground, trying to stop the conflict, but no one would confirm his words. There was really no way. He prayed to Bishop Simon who was hiding behind the horse, hoping that he would come forward and stop the conflict.

"We didn't intend to come here, our task is to send back the Holy Son, Bishop, please explain to them!"

Simon narrowed his eyes and looked at him, and asked, "It's all like this, how do you want me to explain it?"

"Just say we're leaving now!" the captain shouted, "The strength of the two sides is not equal. Our purpose is to escort the Son, and there is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices!"

"You want to leave?" Bishop Simon asked him. "Do you think you can leave now?"

His smile was so pure that it was incompatible with this bloody battlefield. The captain finally realized something was wrong at this moment. He took two steps back and was caught by Simon. The bishop hugged him with concern, but what he brought was A sharp pain.

"Your purpose is to escort the Holy Son, not mine." Simon put down the captain and covered his mouth and nose in a corner where no one was paying attention, not allowing him to make any sound.

"You'll see soon enough," he said with a smile, "no conflict is unnecessary."

When the captain died, he closed his eyes, but he couldn't see his death. His soldiers didn't notice his death, and they only saw the fighting, stand, and belief in their eyes. This is really a sad thing.

But even though they were so excited, the war still came to an end. Under the destruction of the black chrysalis, the entire escort team was almost wiped out.

The corpses were lying all over the ground, and no one cared about them. After solving these "obstacles", the black-robed emissary was finally able to enjoy the fruits of victory, and walked towards the cage in the center of the original team with some excitement.

The people in the cage are the target of their operation. As long as the Holy Son dies in their hands, the Holy See will definitely lose face. No matter how much time and effort it takes to cover it up, its reputation will never be the same as before.

Half of the plan has been completed, the messenger opened the cage, intending to complete the other half and kill the Son on the spot.

He was a sensible and clever man, and he drew his sword before opening the cage, and the blade was facing the Son's throat.

Jiang Wuyan adjusted his sitting position a second before he lifted the black cloth, and he remained calm and asked knowingly, "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am, I don't want to tell you those useless nonsense." The messenger grabbed the hilt of the sword and was about to stab, but Jiang Wuyan reminded him before he stabbed, "Be careful behind."

"I know, it's just a matter of delaying time anyway, I won't be careful if I kill you..." The envoy didn't glance back, and then, the next moment, a sharp dagger pierced his lung lobe, causing him to control his lungs. I don't know how to cough up blood.

A moment ago, he was alive and kicking, and now he has passed away forever.

Jiang Wuyan didn't know what to say when his voice gradually weakened.

He was silent for a while, so I asked Rose, "Where are the others?"

"It's dealt with." The villain squatted down and wiped the dagger with the corner of the messenger's clothes, not showing any emotion.

As he was dealing with this time, the Son asked him, "What are you going to do next?"

"What else can I do?" Ross withdrew the dagger, touched the key to open the cage of the Holy Son, and said helplessly, "Take your oil bottle and run away. Anyway, I am like this now, and I have nowhere to ask for it."

He opened the cage, helped the Son out and sat down, and brought a horse that had escaped before, and carried him up.He also went up, clipped the horse's belly, and walked leisurely with the steed on his back.

Jiang Wuyan found a comfortable position and nestled on Rose's shoulders. At this moment, he felt drowsy and finally had a good night's sleep.

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Tomorrow you will be able to eat salted egg yolk and durian flavors, I look forward to it