Ni Chu

A group of warriors wearing long swords led out of Wuyang City Gate under the leadership of Zhao Tong. After leaving the city, they chased in the direction pointed by the guards.

In the night sky, behind the thin clouds, a large half of the moon casts a dim light on the ground. Under the dim moonlight, dozens of horses are galloping at high speed. There are deep grass on both sides of the road, and at the end of the grass on one side , is a dark forest.

Zhao Tong, who rode his horse to the front, saw two men on horses standing not far in front of him. The figure of one of them looked familiar, but it was difficult to see clearly at night due to the dim light.

Those two people were both dressed in white, and they were riding two horses, one tall and one short. Judging from their attire, they looked very much like the prisoners described by those who had seen the arsonist in the female lord.

Zhao Tong frowned, reined in the steed under his crotch, pointed his long sword forward and shouted to the warriors: "Catch them,"

A group of warriors waved their long swords and urged their horses to rush towards the two figures. In the dark night, none of them saw that there was a mystery hidden under their feet.

"Boom," a steed galloped so fast that its two front hooves sank and suddenly lost its balance, and rolled forward.

The samurai on the horseback was caught off guard, rolled out together with the steed, and fell heavily to the ground. After the samurai fell to the ground, he was struggling to get up when the steed that was under his crotch hit his chest with a somersault. He felt a black shadow flicker in front of his eyes, and then his chest was blocked by the huge body of the steed, and he was immediately smashed into a pool of feces and urine, which became a bloody pool.

He was not the only one who was unlucky, there were more than a dozen warriors who fell together with him. Those warriors were either killed by the fall or crushed to death by the horses. If they were lucky, their arms and legs were broken. He fell to the ground and let out a miserable wail.

After the dozen or so warriors fell down, the warriors following behind quickly discovered the pit on the ground. They quickly pulled the reins, and all the horses under their crotches stopped.

Standing in front of them were Xiang Ye and Jing Ao. Seeing those warriors stop, they looked at each other and smiled, reining in their horses and galloping towards the woods.

"Chasing, we must catch up with them." Seeing the two leave, the angry Zhao Tong yelled at the remaining warriors. Seeing the other party's figure, so many people were killed or injured by his subordinates, which was a humiliation to him, an indelible humiliation.

Abandoning the injured warrior, Zhao Tong led the remaining 30 people and rushed towards the forest, closely following Xiang Ye and Jing Ao.

Xiang Ye and Jing Ao rode their horses and galloped without even turning their heads. They could hear the sound of horseshoes from behind, and they could tell that Zhao Tong had led his men to chase after them.

After the two entered the forest, they tied their war horses to the two strongest trees in the middle of the forest, and quickly found a quiet place to hide.

Zhao Tong led the warriors into the forest. The trees in the night obscured their sight. They searched everywhere, but they didn't see Xiang Ye and Jing Ao for a long time.

After searching for about a stick of incense, a warrior pointed to two big trees and called to Zhao Tong: "My lord, I found the thief's horse."

"Go and have a look," Zhao Tong followed the direction the warrior was pointing at, and he saw two healthy horses tied to a tree. He quickly said to the warriors behind him, "Be careful in ambush."

The five warriors responded and rushed out together. They had just rushed four or five steps, only to hear a sudden "swish" sound of sharp weapons piercing the air in the woods, and countless sharpened wooden sticks He flew towards them like a javelin.

Zhao Tong and the warriors didn't pay attention to the flying wooden sticks. Many people and their horses were pierced by the wooden sticks. The warriors in the forest suddenly became chaotic. Flying sticks.

Finally, when the wooden sticks were finished flying, Zhao Tong, lying on the ground, looked around, and found that there were only a dozen or so warriors left.

"Let's go," Zhao Tong's strength was greatly reduced, and Zhao Tong didn't dare to revel in the battle and quickly shouted to the remaining warriors: "Leave the forest quickly."

It was very easy for them to come in, but it was not so easy to leave. Everyone was about to get on their horses, when suddenly there was another "cracking" sound from all around, and several wooden cards with wooden thorns flew towards them. Come.

A wooden sign rushed straight at Zhao Tong. Zhao Tong who had just climbed on the horse's back was taken aback, and quickly fell off the horse's back, lying on the ground again.

The Northland steed he was riding was hit straight by the wooden sign after hissing long and shrill, and fell down beside Zhao Tong with a "boom".

These wooden signs once again took away the lives of several warriors under Zhao Tong. After the wooden signs flew over, there were only six people left beside Zhao Tong.

"Leave quickly," Zhao Tong waved to the remaining six people, "Leave quickly,"

The six warriors followed Zhao Tong and rode their horses towards the outside of the forest. Just a few steps away, two figures suddenly appeared on both sides. Each of these two figures held a long sword in their hands, and rushed forward in unison. Zhao Tong's horse's leg was chopped off.

Zhao Tong and the others had been guarding against the traps in the forest, and they didn't pay attention to the people rushing out from both sides. They were caught off guard.

After Xiang Ye and Jing Ao cut off Zhao Tong's horse's leg, they swung their long swords and rushed towards the six warriors following behind.

If the six warriors had taken precautions in advance, maybe Xiang Ye and Jing Ao would not have succeeded so easily, but it was just that the warriors were eager to rush out of the forest, and they never thought that people would suddenly come out from both sides. After cutting down the horse, they hadn't recovered from the shock, and they were chopped off by Xiang Ye and Jing Ao who rushed to the front.

Zhao Tong fell to the ground, and when he fell off his horse, his two legs hit a tree and were broken. When Xiang Ye and Jing Ao chopped down the six warriors, he rushed towards the forest with all his might. Climb outside.

From the skills of the two people who came out, Zhao Tong saw that the six warriors couldn't resist for a long time. He also knew that it would be very difficult to get out alive with his two legs that were seriously injured, but he But still not giving up at all, he crawled towards the outside of the forest step by step.

One foot stepped on the back of Zhao Tong who was crawling on the ground, and a cold voice said: "Zhao Tong, do you still remember me?"

The voice was very familiar, Zhao Tong couldn't help but looked up at the person who made the voice, and a familiar face appeared in front of his eyes.

"Xiang Ye, why is it you?" Seeing Xiang Ye, Zhao Tong thought of Guan Yijian who was tortured and murdered. Cold sweat broke out on his back, and he asked in a trembling voice, "What do you want?"

With a cold smile on Xiang Ye's face, he looked down at Zhao Tong who was trampled under his feet and said, "Have you forgotten what you did on the bank of the Yellow River? You should be lucky, there is no water here, haha, I I have to let you die more comfortably, "

When Xiang Ye said this, Zhao Tong's face turned pale with fright, and he howled: "Xiang Ye, if you have the guts, give me a happy life, and I will come to you in the next life to settle accounts,"

"In the next life," Xiang Ye curled his lips, shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know where you are in the next life, so why worry about that? What I care about now is how to torture you to death, um, like Guan Yijian is it good,"

"Xiang Ye, you pervert, give me a good time." Zhao Tong was afraid of death, but thinking of Guan Yijian's tragic death until he was roasted, he still hoped that Xiang Ye would kill him quickly. He straightened his neck and cursed at Xiang Ye: "If you are so kind, you can kill me with a sword."

Xiang Ye stepped on Zhao Tong, and said to Jing Ao with a smile on his face: "Do me a favor, go and get the horse, we have to run quickly, lest we turn around and hang up with him,"

Jing Ao didn't quite understand what "hanging up" meant, but from Xiang Ye's expression, he also guessed two or three points, so he nodded and hurried to lead the horse.

When Jing Ao went to lead the horse, Xiang Ye stabbed Zhao Tong's body with the long sword four times in a row. In and out, it spewed out from Zhao Tong's legs and elbows.

Zhao Tong's limbs were injured, and there was no possibility of getting up again. He lay limply on the ground, lying there motionless like a piece of animal fur that had been deboned.

He no longer yelled, just lying there gasping for breath, he knew that in this forest, no matter how loud he yelled, it would be impossible to attract rescuers, let alone make Xiang Ye change his way of torturing and killing him. Thoughts, since scolding is useless, all he can do is lie there quietly, longing for himself to die sooner.

After a while, Jing Ao brought the two horses over. Xiang Ye stretched out a hand towards him and said, "Lend me the fire, we don't have much time."

Jing Ao took out the fire bag from his arms and handed it to Xiang Ye. When Xiang Ye took the fire bag, Jing Ao tilted his head and looked at him in confusion.

"Do me a favor, let's dig a hole in the ground together." After receiving the torch, Xiang Ye stuffed it into his arms first, then let go of his foot on Zhao Tong's back, and dug a hole in the ground with his long sword Come.

Although Jing Ao was confused, he still dug a hole on the ground with Xiang Ye. After a while, a hole was dug out that was only about two feet high and one person long.

After the pit was dug, Xiang Ye dragged Zhao Tong up, threw him into the pit, and kicked the floating soil from the sides of the pit to bury Zhao Tong in it, but he didn't bury Zhao Tong's head on it. Instead, it gave him a place to breathe, so that he would not be suffocated for a while.

While Xiang Ye was doing these things, Jing Ao kept standing aside and looked at him puzzled. According to Jing Ao's thinking, if he wanted to make people die sad, wouldn't it be worry-free to just bury his head and walk away? I don't understand why Xiang Ye buried Zhao Tong, but didn't cover his head with soil.