Fight if you want

At the foot of the mountain to the north of Xiaogang Village, nine Xirong soldiers were lined up, all riding tall horses, with swords hanging on their waists and long bows on their backs.

The appearance of the Xirong people is completely different from that of the Dayan people, with high noses, deep eyes, and rough skin.

The leader among them is a centurion from Xirong stationed here. He has a full head of braids and dark skin. He is naturally strong and powerful, but at this moment he has a hint of anger, and he looks even more like a swallow's jaw and a tiger's beard.

Majestic.

He held the reins of the horse with both hands and drove the horse in a circle around the five corpses on the ground.

His son had not come back for a day and a night. He brought people here to look for him, only to find out that his son had been killed. The only village with people nearby was Xiaogang Village, and the person who killed his son must be in this village.

Suddenly pulling back his horse, the centurion looked angrily at the villagers of Xiaogang Village standing in front of him in the darkness.

Most of the villagers were terrified, with fear on their faces and their heads lowered, daring not to speak out.

"I say it 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 bell, and some timid villagers were already trembling with fear, and they all looked for help at Li Zheng in front of the crowd.

Li Zheng remained silent.

He was also betting that Mr. Pei would come to rescue them. Mr. Pei didn't seem to be a dishonest person. Before these people were arrested, he had already found someone to notify Mr. Pei in advance.

All they have to do now is delay.

Seeing that no one spoke, the centurion of Xirong had exhausted his patience and winked at the men beside him.

The sergeant dismounted and strode to the crowd. He glanced at the crowd with fierce eyes 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 the call, she immediately realized that she was going to have an operation on herself. She shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, spare your life. I know where the murderer is, don't kill me!"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Li Zheng and other villagers looked at the woman with disdain.

This woman is not someone else, but Yang Cong's mother.

It is said that a tiger cannot eat its venom, but I didn’t expect that this woman would sell her own daughter in order to survive.

It must be known that her daughter Yang Cong's life was saved by Mr. Pei, and she was also following Mr. Pei and his wife at this time. Once it was known that Mr. Pei was the murderer, the Xirong people would definitely kill the three of them.

Although many of them are wise enough to protect themselves, no one would trade their own children for their own lives.

Upon hearing this, the centurion signaled his men to bring the person over. Following the order, the men grabbed the woman's hair, dragged her staggeringly to the centurion, and pushed her down in front of the horse.

The woman, who was already thin, was caught off guard and knelt on the ground. She heard her hiss and her knees instantly turned red.

But she did not dare to cry out in pain, but kowtowed repeatedly: "Your Majesty, please spare my life, Your Majesty, please spare your life!"

The centurion sitting on the horse would not pity her in the slightest. He just looked at her coldly and asked: "Answer me honestly, where is that person?"

The woman was about to speak when she heard Li Zheng in the crowd say: "Mother Onion, you can't talk nonsense. No one in our village has ever seen the murderer this gentleman mentioned."

The centurion swung his riding crop, slapped it on Li Zheng's shoulder, and said angrily: "Old man, if you dare to speak again, I will pull out your tongue."

Li Zheng staggered from the whipping and almost fell down, but luckily the villagers next to him held him up.

Everyone dared to be angry but dare not say anything. These Xirong soldiers broke out from the battle formation and were definitely not something ordinary people like them who had never even touched a sword or a gun could resist.

The centurion pointed his riding crop at the woman and said, "Say, where is that person?"

The woman's eyes were complicated, and she suddenly stood up, put her hands on her hips and said loudly: "Yesterday..."

"Those people were indeed killed by me yesterday."

A clear and distant voice sounded from beside the crowd.

Everyone turned around one after another, and even the Xirong soldiers were startled by the sound and looked at the person who made the sound.

I saw a cold and aloof man wearing a light blue robe coming with a sword, his steps were steady and there was no hint of panic.

"Master Pei!"

"It's Mr. Pei who's here!"

Xiao Zhuo's arrival gave the villagers of Xiaogang Village a backbone, and they all looked at him.

Now their fortunes and lives are tied to Mr. Pei.

"Sir, this is the man who killed your son." The woman first glanced at Xiao Zhuo, and then at the swords of the Xirong soldiers. She seemed to have made up her mind and pointed at Xiao Zhuo and said.

The centurion sitting on the horse looked at Xiao Zhuo with squinted eyes, not hiding the murderous intent that was gradually burning in his eyes.

No one can kill his son and then run away with his whole body intact.

What's more, this is a Dayan man. In Xirong's eyes, Dayan is just a piece of fat, and the people of Dayan are all useless trash.

But the person in front of me now has a graceful and elegant appearance, a dragon or a phoenix among men. But he is also murderous, as if he has been through battle for a long time.

When did such a character appear in this useless place?

Could it be that the emperor of the Yan Dynasty knew about the existence of this place and finally sent someone to guard it? But if you want to send an army, you should send an army. There is no reason to send only one person.

He looked confused for a moment and then made a decision. No matter who this person was, whoever killed his son would have to pay with his life.

"Come here, capture this man, take him back and torture him severely."

The men under his command obeyed the order and drew out the swords from their waists in unison. Under the sunlight, the blades were sharp and looked ferocious and terrifying.

"Enter!" the centurion waved his hand.

Xiao Zhuo had no expression on his face and raised his long sword.

There was the sound of swords clashing and the flash of sword light. The sergeants brought by the centurion were all very skilled, but compared to Xiao Zhuolai, their movements were always a beat slower.

Xiao Zhuo's sword was fast and fierce, and he drew and retracted the sword as fast as the wind and lightning.

The sword sees blood, the sword seals the throat.

That fierce momentum contains the determination and decisiveness to move forward, which makes people surrender.

The villagers in Xiaogang Village had all retreated to a distance. This was the first time they had seen such a fierce momentum, and they were all stunned. They stared blankly at the tall figure surrounded by the enemies.

The centurion sitting on the horse looked increasingly ugly. Eight of his capable men besieged a man, but he effortlessly quickly eliminated most of his men.

Seeing that there were only three men left, he drew out the sword from his waist, jumped off his horse, and then ordered his men: "Stand back, I'll do it!"

The remaining three sergeants had been beaten back by Xiao Zhuo, and they could only parry. Two of them were already wounded. After hearing the centurion's instructions, if they encountered an amnesty, they quickly jumped out of the battle circle.

"Hmph! I didn't expect that there was such a person in Dayan." The centurion held the sword in both hands and raised it high above his head. "I heard that the prince of Dayan is extremely courageous, talented, and skilled in both civil and military skills.

I didn’t expect to meet someone as brave and skilled as that prince here.”

No one in Xiaogang Village knew anything about a prince. Everyone only knew that Mr. Pei and that prince were the same person.

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 look of solemnity in his eyes: "If you want to fight, then fight."
Chapter completed!