Chapter 389 The best way to solve problems and conflicts is simple: physical destruction is enough.
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Li Shiyue carefully wiped away the bloodstains from the Mohe barbarians from Xie Mingyue's face, bit by bit.
Her mouth was also busy; while wiping, she said to Xie Mingyue, "This isn't your fault!"
I also agreed to your decision not to take soldiers to the market.
If you insist on finding fault, then you should include me in the list as well.
But thankfully, I still have my older sister!
After wiping the blood off her face, Xie Mingyue's true appearance was finally revealed: a beautiful and delicate woman.
"Sister!"
You did a great job!
Both Xie Niangzi and I should thank you!
If it weren't for you, who knows what would have happened to Lady Xie if they had taken her away?
If you don't resist and obey them, who knows what they might do to you?
After saying this to Li Qiutian, Li Shiyue looked at Xie Mingyue again.
"So, Madam Xie, how can this be your fault?"
The person who made the mistake is indeed someone else.
Before anyone could react, Li Shiyue turned around quickly, drew her sword, unleashed her full inner strength, and charged towards the Sixth Prince.
In less than a breath, a head fell to the ground with a "bang".
Li Shiyue flicked the tip of her knife to the ground, and thick, bright red blood dripped onto the carpet.
With a swift motion, he slashed across Li Shiyue's elbow with his sword, staining his green official robe with the blood of barbarians.
However, the blood, once it stained the green official robe, did not appear red at all; it only looked as black as ink.
After wiping the blood off the sword, Li Shiyue returned it to its sheath.
It wasn't until they heard the "click" of the sword and scabbard coming together that everyone realized what had just happened before their eyes!
Without giving any notice, Li Shiyue suddenly drew her sword and chopped off the one-armed Mohe barbarian!
Li Qiutian cut off the barbarian's forearm, sparing his life;
Li Shiyue chopped off his head and took his life.
The person is dead.
He's definitely dead, since his head has already been severed from his body.
Li Shiyue stood there in front of the Sixth Prince, her hands hanging naturally at her sides, staring at him with a blank expression on her face.
Suddenly, the Mohe barbarian who had been standing next to the Sixth Prince drew his curved sword from his waist with a "whoosh," raised it, and charged at Li Shiyue, who was only three steps away from him!
At the same time, Zhou Yiran, who had been engaged in a verbal battle with Liang Yongkang in the tent, testing each other and engaging in a scheming game with forced smiles, finally arrived in a carriage.
The tent doors were wide open, and when Zhou Yiran was still a few steps away from the tent doors, he saw the Mohe barbarian raising his knife to slash at Li Shiyue.
"Lieutenant Li!"
Zhou Yiran's heart was pounding in his chest. When he heard that the Turkic patrolmen had captured Li Qiutian and Xie Mingyue, several possible outcomes flashed through his mind.
At this moment, seeing Li Shiyue about to be slashed by the Mohe barbarians' swords, Zhou Yiran felt that he really wasn't smart enough.
The possible outcomes he had considered before were far from sufficient.
Now, what he was witnessing was something he could never have imagined.
The person walking behind Zhou Yiran was none other than Bora, the leader of the market patrol who had captured Li Qiutian, Xie Mingyue, and the Sixth Prince!
Bora also saw the scene of the Mohe barbarian wielding his knife towards Li Shiyue, and he was shocked!
Even if he wanted to step forward and stop it, it was too late!
But the moment Zhou Yiran called out "Lieutenant Li," Li Shiyue drew her sword again, parried, raised it upwards, and slashed down with it!
With a clang, the Mohe barbarian's knife fell to the ground, and at the same time, an arm appeared on the ground—an arm that had once held a curved knife.
Li Shiyue's move was far more powerful than Li Qiutian's.
Li Qiutian cut off someone's forearm, while Li Shiyue cut off someone's entire right arm from the shoulder.
"ah!"
Painful screams came from the mouths of the Mohe barbarians.
When Zhou Yiran stepped into the tent, Li Shiyue looked helplessly at the squealing Mohe barbarian on the ground.
"How about I give you a quick death?"
No matter how loudly you shout, you're still going to die, aren't you?
Li Shiyue was certain that this barbarian was doomed!
She chose the right spot before striking, and in less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the Mohe barbarian would surely bleed to death and go into shock.
Hehe, of course Li Shiyue can chop off people's heads.
But she didn't.
She did it on purpose.
She wanted this Mohe barbarian to suffer the pain of losing an arm and bleeding excessively at the end of his life before he died!
"Lieutenant Li!"
Li Shiyue flicked the blood off the tip of her knife onto the ground again, then held the knife horizontally in front of her, wiped the blade with her elbow, and turned to look at Zhou Yiran who had called her.
At this moment, Li Shiyue looked innocently at Zhou Yiran, whose face was full of shock and disbelief, and said, "Commander Zhou, you saw it all, I didn't start it!"
Li Shiyue sheathed her sword and pointed at the Mohe barbarian who had fainted from the pain on the ground, saying word by word, "He suddenly rushed out and attacked me with his sword!"
I only cut off his hand holding the knife to save my own life.
Zhou Yiran wasn't blind. He endured the strong smell of blood in the tent and, faced with Li Shiyue's seemingly reasonable explanation, he hurried over to her and whispered, "Where's the headless one?"
His head...it's not yours...
Kill her!
Kill her!
"Kill her right now!"
Before Zhou Yiran could get an answer from Li Shiyue, the Sixth Prince finally came to his senses. He looked at his cousin who had no head on the ground and another cousin who had lost his right arm and was unconscious. After a long period of malfunction, his brain finally restarted.
Upon hearing the Sixth Prince's words, the four or five barbarian soldiers still standing in the tent drew their swords and charged towards Li Shiyue.
Li Shiyue instantly dropped her innocent expression, pulled Zhou Yiran behind her, and drew her sword again to prepare for battle.
Meanwhile, Bora quickly ordered the patrolmen outside the tent to come in and stop the two sides.
Wang Datou, Heizi, and Chen Yong also took advantage of this opening to rush into the tent.
They had naturally heard everything that happened outside the tent, and their first reaction was to draw their swords and stand shoulder to shoulder with Li Shiyue.
If it's war, then let's fight!
The best way to resolve problems and conflicts is simple: physical destruction is enough.
Yelü Jiujin, who had already gotten up from the ground and hidden in the corner of the tent, stared intently at the two groups of people facing off in the center of the tent.
"Gods!"
What exactly did I just see?
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