Chapter 85: Fight if you want
At the foot of the mountain north of Xiaogang Village, nine Western Rong soldiers lined up in a row, all riding tall horses, with swords hanging on their waists and longbows slung over their backs.
The appearance of the Xirong people was completely different from that of the Dayan people, with high noses, deep eyes, and rough skin.
The leader was a centurion stationed here from the Western Rong. He had a full head of braided hair and dark skin. He was naturally strong and powerful, and now, with a hint of anger on his face, he looked even more majestic, with his chin like a swallow and his beard like a tiger.
He held the reins of the horse with both hands, drove the horse, and circled around the five corpses on the ground.
His son hadn't returned for a day and a night, so he brought people to look for him, only to find out that his son had been murdered. Xiaogang Village was the only inhabited village nearby, so the person who killed his son must be in this village.
Suddenly pulling his horse back, the centurion glared at the black mass of villagers from Xiaogang Village standing in front of him.
Most of the villagers were terrified. Everyone had a look of fear on their faces and lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.
"I say again, if you don't hand over the person who killed my son today, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
His voice was like a loud bell, and some timid villagers were so scared that they began to tremble all over, and looked for help to the head of the village in front of the crowd.
The village head remained silent.
He was also betting that Master Pei would come to rescue them. Master Pei didn't seem like a man who didn't keep his word. Before they were captured, he had already sent someone to inform Master Pei.
All they have to do now is delay time.
Seeing that no one spoke, the Xirong centurion's patience ran out and he winked at his men beside him.
The soldier dismounted and strode to the front of the crowd. He glanced at the crowd with a fierce look and walked up to a thin woman with a mean look on her face.
"You, come out!"
The woman was trembling with fear. When she heard her name being called, she immediately realized that she was going to be killed. She shouted, "My lord, spare my life! I know where the murderer is. Please don't kill me!"
As soon as the woman finished speaking, the village head and other villagers looked at her with contempt.
This woman was not someone else, but Yang Cong's mother.
It is said that even a tiger will not eat its own cubs, but I didn't expect that this woman would sell her own daughter in order to survive.
You have to know that her daughter Yang Cong's life was saved by Master Pei, and she was now with Master Pei and his wife. Once people knew that Master Pei was the murderer, given the Xirong people's behavior, they would definitely kill the three people.
Although many of them would protect themselves, no one would sacrifice their own lives for their children.
Upon hearing this, the centurion signaled his men to bring the person over. The men received the order, grabbed the woman's hair, dragged her as she stumbled in front of the centurion, and pushed her in front of the horse.
The woman was already thin, and she was caught off guard and knelt on the ground. She let out a hissing sound, and her knees instantly turned red.
But she did not dare to cry out in pain, but kowtowed repeatedly and said, "My king, please spare my life, my king, please spare my life!"
The centurion on horseback showed no pity for her. He simply looked at her coldly and asked, "Tell me the truth, where is that man?"
The woman was about to speak when she heard the village headman in the crowd say, "Onion's mother, you can't talk nonsense. No one in our village has ever seen the murderer this gentleman is talking about."
The centurion swung his whip and lashed the village chief on the shoulder, shouting angrily, "Old man, if you dare to speak again, I will pull out your tongue."
The village head was beaten so hard that he staggered and almost fell down, but fortunately a villager nearby supported him.
Everyone was angry but dared not speak out, because these Western Rong soldiers had all fought their way through the battlefield, and were definitely not something that ordinary people like them, who had never even touched a sword or a gun, could resist.
The centurion pointed his whip at the woman and said, "Tell me, where is that man?"
The woman's eyes were complicated. She suddenly stood up, put her hands on her hips and said loudly, "Yesterday..."
"I did kill those people yesterday."
A clear and detached voice sounded beside the crowd.
Everyone turned around, even the Xirong soldiers were startled by the sound and looked at the person who spoke.
I saw a cold and aloof man in a light blue robe coming with a sword in his hand. He walked steadily and showed no sign of panic.
"Mr. Pei!"
"Mr. Pei is here!"
Xiao Zhuo's arrival gave the villagers of Xiaogang Village a backbone, and they all looked at him.
Now their lives and property are all tied to this Master Pei.
"Sir, this is the man who killed your son." The woman first looked at Xiao Zhuo, then looked at the swords of the Xirong soldiers, and seemed to have made up her mind. She pointed at Xiao Zhuo and said.
The centurion sitting on his horse squinted his eyes and looked at Xiao Zhuo, making no effort to hide the murderous intent that was gradually burning in his eyes.
No one could kill his son and get away with it.
What's more, this person is from Dayan. In the eyes of Xirong, Dayan is just a piece of fat meat, and the people of Dayan are all useless trash that can't be hit once.
But the man before him now had a graceful and elegant appearance, a rare talent, yet he also exuded a murderous aura, as if he had been through many battles.
When did such a person appear in this godforsaken place?
Could it be that the Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty had learned of the existence of this place and finally sent someone to guard it? But if he was going to send someone, he should have sent an army, not just one person.
He looked doubtful for a moment, then made a decision. No matter who this person was, whoever killed his son would be killed.
"Come here, capture this man and take him back to be severely tortured."
The men obeyed the order and drew the swords from their waists in unison. Against the backdrop of the sunlight, the blades were sharp and looked ferocious and terrifying.
"Go!" the centurion waved his hand.
Xiao Zhuo raised his sword with an expressionless face.
There were sounds of swords clashing and flashes of sword light. The soldiers brought by the centurion were all quite skilled, but compared to Xiao Zhuo, they were always a beat slower.
Xiao Zhuo's sword was fast and fierce, and he drew and retracted the sword as fast as lightning.
Every sword strikes blood, every strike cuts the throat.
That fierce momentum contains an unyielding determination and decisiveness that makes everyone surrender.
The villagers of Xiaogang Village had all retreated far away. It was the first time they had witnessed such a fierce aura, and they were all stunned, staring blankly at the tall figure surrounded by the enemy.
The centurion sitting on the horse looked more and more unhappy. Eight of his capable men surrounded one man, but he easily eliminated most of his men in a short time.
Seeing that only three of his men were left, he drew his sword from his waist, jumped off his horse, and ordered his men: "Stand back, I'll do it!"
The remaining three soldiers had been beaten back by Xiao Zhuo and could only defend themselves. Two of them were already injured. Upon hearing the centurion's order, they quickly jumped out of the battle circle as if they had been pardoned.
"Huh! I didn't expect such a figure existed in Dayan." The centurion held his sword high above his head, gripping both hands. "I've heard that Dayan's crown prince is incredibly courageous and talented, a master of both civil and military strategies. I didn't expect to meet someone as brave and skilled as him here."
No one in Xiaogang Village knew what a prince was. They only knew that Master Pei was the same person as the prince.
Everyone looked at Xiao Zhuo again and found that his eyes had changed several times. It was as if something had touched him.
Xiao Zhuo looked at the person in front of him, with a murderous look in his eyes: "If you want to fight, then fight."
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