Chapter 1529
General Hu is a very cautious man. He will not go to Longxi alone on his trip. If he takes more than ten or twenty bodyguards, it's OK. With the skills of Min Hengzhi and Zheng Nianwen, it's not difficult to kill them.
If they bring a team of hundred people, they may not be able to kill half of them for a while, let alone win them all by the power of two people. As long as one person escapes, things will be exposed. So, Luoji, is their last guarantee.
When they are difficult to deal with, Luo Ji's evil voice together, don't say a hundred people, even if it is a thousand people, they can only be caught.
At the third moment, General Hu was ordered by the army to send 300 soldiers to the city defense camp, plus his own hundred elite guards and close guards, a total of more than 500 people.
When a group of people came out of the city, they rode five hundred horses lightly. The dust was flying everywhere they passed.
At a very small pass, General Hu suddenly raised his hand and motioned to the people behind him to stop.
"General, what's the matter?" Xu's deputy asked.
Hu Datong is very cautious in his daily actions, and he likes to observe things from a small point of view. It seems that this mountain crossing is very common, and there is nothing special about it. But he is as careful as he is, and still sees some traces of human beings beside the road.
There are traces of newly turned soil on the ground not far ahead, which may not be strange if it is in other places. But this road, except for the horses and carriages, has almost no pedestrians. How can there be traces of newly turned soil?
"You, go and have a look." Hu Datong pointed to the soldier.
The soldier immediately turned over and dismounted, walked to the mud and pulled, and soon exposed a piece of thick rope under the mud. He immediately turned back to Hu Datong and shouted, "general, there is burying --"
there are three words of burying that have not been spoken yet, and a sharp arrow broke through the wind and stabbed directly at Hu Datong's chest.
For many years, Hu Datong had a natural skill. He lay back and avoided the life-threatening arrow. The people behind him were not so lucky. He was stabbed in the chest by the sharp arrow and fell seriously.
Hu Datong pulled out his sword and shouted, "who is it? There's a kind of war. Why should we be such a shrinking turtle? What kind of hero is it
Zheng Nianwen left his mouth and said that I am not a hero, not to mention a three-year-old. I will be inspired by your words?
Min Hengzhi sends a signal to Luo Ji, and the two will put on the earplugs prepared in advance. Although they can't completely isolate the evil sound into their ears, they will not be affected as long as they are calm and determined.
Hu Datong once saw the magic sound. Ten years ago, in that war, his memory was fresh. He saw that the minds of people around him began to become lax, and he began to be dizzy. He was shocked and did not dare to delay any more. When his mind was not clear, he would run away.
A slender figure flied down from the mountains and forests, and the clear voice echoed in the valley: "these people will be handed over to you, and I will deal with this Hu Datong."
A bright dagger was inserted in the neck of Hu Datong's horse, and blood gushed out. The horse galloped for a few steps and then fell down, throwing Hu Datong off the horse.
Hu Datong, who was in a mess, turned back with a knife and faced the slender young man.
"Zheng, Zheng Nianwen?" He looked frightened. Didn't he say that Zheng's family had died? Yes? What the hell is he now?
If they bring a team of hundred people, they may not be able to kill half of them for a while, let alone win them all by the power of two people. As long as one person escapes, things will be exposed. So, Luoji, is their last guarantee.
When they are difficult to deal with, Luo Ji's evil voice together, don't say a hundred people, even if it is a thousand people, they can only be caught.
At the third moment, General Hu was ordered by the army to send 300 soldiers to the city defense camp, plus his own hundred elite guards and close guards, a total of more than 500 people.
When a group of people came out of the city, they rode five hundred horses lightly. The dust was flying everywhere they passed.
At a very small pass, General Hu suddenly raised his hand and motioned to the people behind him to stop.
"General, what's the matter?" Xu's deputy asked.
Hu Datong is very cautious in his daily actions, and he likes to observe things from a small point of view. It seems that this mountain crossing is very common, and there is nothing special about it. But he is as careful as he is, and still sees some traces of human beings beside the road.
There are traces of newly turned soil on the ground not far ahead, which may not be strange if it is in other places. But this road, except for the horses and carriages, has almost no pedestrians. How can there be traces of newly turned soil?
"You, go and have a look." Hu Datong pointed to the soldier.
The soldier immediately turned over and dismounted, walked to the mud and pulled, and soon exposed a piece of thick rope under the mud. He immediately turned back to Hu Datong and shouted, "general, there is burying --"
there are three words of burying that have not been spoken yet, and a sharp arrow broke through the wind and stabbed directly at Hu Datong's chest.
For many years, Hu Datong had a natural skill. He lay back and avoided the life-threatening arrow. The people behind him were not so lucky. He was stabbed in the chest by the sharp arrow and fell seriously.
Hu Datong pulled out his sword and shouted, "who is it? There's a kind of war. Why should we be such a shrinking turtle? What kind of hero is it
Zheng Nianwen left his mouth and said that I am not a hero, not to mention a three-year-old. I will be inspired by your words?
Min Hengzhi sends a signal to Luo Ji, and the two will put on the earplugs prepared in advance. Although they can't completely isolate the evil sound into their ears, they will not be affected as long as they are calm and determined.
Hu Datong once saw the magic sound. Ten years ago, in that war, his memory was fresh. He saw that the minds of people around him began to become lax, and he began to be dizzy. He was shocked and did not dare to delay any more. When his mind was not clear, he would run away.
A slender figure flied down from the mountains and forests, and the clear voice echoed in the valley: "these people will be handed over to you, and I will deal with this Hu Datong."
A bright dagger was inserted in the neck of Hu Datong's horse, and blood gushed out. The horse galloped for a few steps and then fell down, throwing Hu Datong off the horse.
Hu Datong, who was in a mess, turned back with a knife and faced the slender young man.
"Zheng, Zheng Nianwen?" He looked frightened. Didn't he say that Zheng's family had died? Yes? What the hell is he now?