Swords flashed and shone, the Embroidered Spring Knife flared and flew, colliding with the waist knife to create sparks. Song Lin's body movements were swift, hacking, slashing, intercepting, attacking and defending at the same time, fighting back and forth with the two men.
Pei Zhiyuan hesitated to make a move, standing with his hands behind his back, watching from the side, his hawk-like eyes staring sharply at Song Lin's every move.
More than a dozen Mirror Envoys from the Xuanjing Division gathered from all directions, and Captain Song and Advisor Ma also rushed over quickly.
"Alin." Captain Song immediately drew his sword and started fighting with the mirror users who were attacking Song Lin.
Master Ma held a pair of iron pens in his hands and attacked Pei Zhiyuan.
"I never thought Qingzhou Prefecture still had a top master like Iron Pen Divine Judge Ma Daoyuan."
Pei Zhiyuan deftly drew his embroidered spring sword and blocked Master Ma's attack. He narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "I underestimated Qingzhou Prefecture."
"Pei Zhiyuan, everyone says that you are greedy for profit and kill your father for fame. Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the world!" Master Ma rushed towards Pei Zhiyuan, and the blade of his pen stabbed the opponent's throat and eyes. The move was dangerous.
Pei Zhiyuan turned his head to avoid, turned his wrist and used the Embroidered Spring Sword to defend himself. Master Ma stuck to him tightly, not giving him a chance to counterattack. Pei Zhiyuan quickly called two masters to resist, and only then did he escape from Master Ma's moves.
"Where's Xiuxiu?" Song Lin kicked away the sword-wielding mirror user who rushed forward, and looked for Chen Xu's figure in the crowd.
"She should have gone back with Master Zhou to pick up Cheng'er." Captain Song and Song Lin stood back to back. He drew his sword swiftly and swung it at the rushing Mirror Envoy. In an instant, a rain of blood rose. His eyes were like a falcon, and murderous intent spread around the two of them.
The smell of blood grew thicker in front of the Langya County government office, and many people lay scattered on the ground. Song Lin and the other two were gradually surrounded by the Xuanjing Si Jingshi, and were caught in a fierce battle.
Pei Zhiyuan stood not far away, observing the three people fighting with the Mirror Envoys, and asked, "Who are these uncle and nephew from the Song family? They are quite skilled in martial arts, but it's hard to tell which faction they belong to."
"To the General, it is said that they fled to Qingxi Town over 20 years ago and have never left. No one knows their origins."
"Escape? Interesting. Use the crossbows, but don't shoot at vital points. Capture them alive."
Master Ma used a short, strange weapon, an inch shorter and more dangerous, and was quickly outmatched by the extremely agile master. His arm was already bruised, his navy blue robe stained with blood, and he only had one stylus left in his hand.
"Uncle Ma, how are you?" Song Lin stared at the mirror masters around him with his amber eyes like a wolf. Hearing the disordered breathing of Master Ma behind him, he asked worriedly.
"It's okay, nephew Song, be careful. This time, three of the four commanders of the famous Xuanjing Division have arrived at once, plus the chief commander Pei Zhiyuan, so it's not easy to deal with them."
"Yeah." Song Lin responded with blood all over his body. The knife in his hand was already full of gaps, and the blade was flying and curling. He wanted to take the opportunity to grab a knife when someone attacked him, but he saw that the master he was fighting with suddenly retreated. The rope crossbows of the mirror users outside the encirclement were already strung, and more than a dozen crossbow arrows were pointed at the three people.
"Retreat first!" Captain Song jumped up, trying to force his way out of the situation, but he saw the Mirror Users firing crossbows at him. One after another, canine-tooth crossbow heads with thin and tough cow tendon ropes flew towards Captain Song.
Captain Song tried to defend himself by swinging his knife, but two sharp blades pierced his calves and he was dragged to the ground by several people in an instant.
"Uncle!" Song Lin jumped in front of several mirror users who were holding ropes, and chopped them to the ground with all his strength. The swords and spears collided, and the waist knife in his hand broke into several pieces, and he could no longer chop and kill.
The sword-wielding Mirror User surrounded them again, and the canine rope crossbow was aimed at the three people in the encirclement.
"Stop!" At this time, Shen Xu stood not far above Pei Zhiyuan with a crossbow in her hand, and ordered the fighting Jingshi to stop. She grabbed Xiao Mingcheng's shoulder sleeve and pushed him to the ground.
Xiao Mingcheng whimpered but didn't cry. He looked at Pei Zhiyuan in horror with his red eyes.
"Master Pei, the Thirteenth Prince you want is here. Release my husband and uncle!" She stepped on Xiao Mingcheng's chest, pointed a crossbow at his head, and said coldly, "If you want the prince's life, I will take it for you now."
"Ha, hahaha... Miss Shen, are you negotiating with me?" Pei Zhiyuan laughed, but did not order the attack to stop. He looked at Shen Xu with a playful look, and his voice suddenly became deep. "What bargaining chips do you have to negotiate with me?"
"His life." Shen Xu pointed his crossbow at Xiao Mingcheng who was under his feet.
Pei Zhiyuan raised his chin high and said indifferently: "His life is worthless in my hands."
"Your life." She suddenly looked up at him and aimed the crossbow at him.
Pei Zhiyuan looked at Shen Xu with a sharp gaze, and said with a playful smile: "With just you and this crossbow, you are still ambushing the villagers who haven't even killed anyone around?"
Shen Xu didn't say anything more and quickly aimed at the two mirror users beside him. With two whoosh sounds, the crossbow arrow quickly knocked down one of the mirror users.
Pei Zhiyuan reacted extremely quickly and immediately drew his sword to block the other person. Sparks flew when the sword and arrow collided. He only felt his arm go numb, but he still managed to block the arrow.
"Master Pei, are the bargaining chips under these crossbow arrows enough?" Shen Xu raised one arm and lowered his wrist. He saw that the rooftop not far away was full of constables holding crossbows, all aimed at the mirror envoys who were besieging Song Lin's uncle and nephew in front of the yamen.
Pei Zhiyuan's expression changed slightly, and he raised his hand to signal the Mirror Masters to stop. He did not let the Mirror Masters release the three people, but continued to surround them with great vigilance.
Song Lin stepped forward to help Captain Song, who had an arrow in his calf, and pulled out the arrow using the method taught by Shen Xu. He then tore off a piece of cloth and wrapped it around his leg to stop the bleeding.
The three of them confronted the Mirror Masters together, and the atmosphere on the field was extremely tense.
Seeing that Pei Zhiyuan refused to let him go, Shen Xu pointed his crossbow at him and threatened, "Sir Pei, we are all common people. All we want in life is to have enough food to eat and a good night's sleep."
"People have always been reluctant to fight against officials. Who of you wants to be a high official or emperor is none of our business. But if you insist on taking our lives, how can we just sit there and wait for death?"
"You are pointing your swords at the imperial officials. Do you want to become traitors and have your entire clan exterminated?"
Pei Zhiyuan shouted, trying to persuade the surrounding detectives holding crossbows, "Why don't you put down your crossbows now, surrender to the court, and help me capture these rebel leaders? I will not pursue your crimes against the court."
Shen Xu said calmly, "How could a commoner like me have my entire clan exterminated by the imperial court? The world is in chaos these days, and everyone's head is hanging by a thread. We never know if we'll be conscripted by the so-called imperial court one day."
"We harbored the fugitive prince and refused to hand over the child, so we are guilty of a capital crime. We are doomed to die anyway, and our lives are worthless like ants in your eyes. Having you, a noble, accompany us is not a loss."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com