Sun Jian moved impatiently, and Ma Yuanyi didn't bother to ask any more questions. He cared about Zhu Kui and did not get angry with him because he wanted to distance himself from him. He pushed Zhu Kui to Zhao Da's side and hid in the circle of Shanfu's servants.
He turned around and led the Yellow Turban believers forward to meet the enemy.
Sun Jian's attack on Ma Yuanyi was stopped by the Yellow Turban believers in front of him. Then ten Yellow Turban believers formed a fan shape and surrounded Sun Jian. There were also about 20 Yellow Turban Hans on each side who responded to Cheng Pu and Zu.
Mao and Huang Gai were surrounded.
Even though he was one against ten, Sun Jian showed no sign of flinching or fearing. He held the Gudian sword tightly with both hands. At first, the swing speed was not fast, but it gave people a strong and calm feeling.
The Yellow Turban believers who were able to fight with Ma Yuanyi were naturally the elites of Taiping Dao, and they all had a good foundation in martial arts. Although Sun Jian suppressed them and fought, they were not defeated quickly. This made Sun Jian even more manic in his heart, and he roared: "Rat people."
!Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
The meaning of the thick and steady sword suddenly changed. Like a tiger coming out of its cage, it opened its teeth and claws. A Yellow Turban believer tried to block with the sword, but was knocked away by the sword. He quickly made a backhand sword, danced across the air, and fell to the ground in response to the blade.
Death.
However, in just a few moments, Sun Jian had killed five Yellow Turban believers in a row, and no one else could stop him.
Seeing this, Ma Yuanyi could no longer sit still and shouted: "Young man, please don't be arrogant. Who are you? Ma will know you personally." He picked up the slender bronze sword and rushed forward with a long sword in his hand.
The stabbing out only left a long afterimage in everyone's eyes.
The shadow of the sword was fast and powerful. It hit the back of Gudian's sword with a piercing point, and stopped Sun Jian: "You guys go and deal with the other three first."
"Well!" A flash of surprise flashed in Sun Jian's eyes. Ma Yuanyi was dressed as a scholar. I didn't expect his swordsmanship to be so superb. It's fine. It makes me happy to take revenge. He swung the sword up again, five times faster and more powerful than before.
point!
"Ding!" The swords intersected, making a crisp sound. Ma Yuanyi's sword involuntarily shifted to one side, but he moved calmly and changed positions with Sun Jian.
"Young man, who are you?"
"Sun Jian of a certain Wu County, you and other evil spirits killed my mother, and I have come here to take revenge." The hatred on Sun Jian's face led to an even fiercer offensive.
"Master Sun, there must be a misunderstanding. Can you sit down and explain it clearly?" A bitter look flashed across Ma Yuanyi's face. His uncle Yu Ji's words came true. He blindly attracted believers but forgot the benevolence of Taoists. Has he deviated from it?
He lost his own heart and humanity.
Ma Yuanyi wanted to make peace, but Sun Jian showed no appreciation at all. He turned around with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes. "You are strong! But, I am stronger!" As soon as he finished speaking, the Gudian sword in his hand became fierce.
With vigor, urgency, fierceness, and an aura like an angry tiger, he slapped and grabbed Ma Yuanyi from all directions.
Ma Yuanyi's expression changed slightly, and he swung the bronze sword in his hand without hesitation, but this time his bronze sword did not come into direct contact with the Gudian sword. The meteor clicked, and the sword pierced the back of the Gudian sword.
The two of them flew, "Ding Ding Dangdang!" Flying, but the two or three of the breath, the two said that they had touched it ten times, and they were still tie.
Come on, take a deep breath.
Compared with Ma Yuanyi and Sun Jian, who were fighting hard to separate each other, it was too easy for Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, and Zu Mao to deal with the more than 20 yellow turban men. These believers could not withstand the attack of the three men.
In twenty rounds, he was almost killed.
Dozens of believers turned out to be no match for the four young men. Instead, they were killed and defeated. Seeing his elite believers fall one by one, Ma Yuanyi knew that he had to leave, otherwise he would wait for the other three young men to free up and join forces with Sun Jian in front of him.
You may not be able to leave even if you want to.
With a false stab, Zhu Kui jumped out of the circle, turned around and shouted: "Brother Zhu, Ma will come to you again." Then he ran away into the crowd, borrowed a few wooden stalls, and jumped onto the roof.
In a flash, he walked down two streets and was gone.
"Don't leave, demon!" Sun Jian said angrily when he saw this, and immediately chased after him. The remaining three people on the field, Cheng Pu and Huang Gai, swept away the yellow scarf men and followed them. They had just noticed Ma Yuanyi's martial arts skills.
He is as good as his own son, but he escaped because he was afraid of the three of them. It doesn't matter whether these Yellow Turbans are killed or not, Sun Jian's safety is important...
For a time, dozens of bleeding corpses were left at the door of Shan Mansion, as well as a group of panicked and curious people.
Zhao Da smiled and said to Zhu Kui: "Brother Zhu, this result will satisfy you."
"The country is in chaos, and there are no laws. Killing people in the street has nothing to do with it. It is not appropriate to govern the country solely by etiquette and law. The best policy is to strictly establish laws and fully implement the penalty of death for murderers established by Emperor Gaozu." Zhu
Kui said thoughtfully to the corpses lying on the ground.
Zhu Kui's words made Zhao Da stunned. He thought that the other party would laugh out loud, or be overjoyed that he could finally break away from Ma Yuanyi and regain his freedom. Suddenly seeing a look of concern for the country and the people, Zhao Da felt a little uncomfortable, so he turned
He asked: "Now that Mr. Yuanyi has retreated, it is obvious that he will not come back to find you so soon. So, would you like to let Zhao enjoy the friendship of the landlord for a few more days?"
Zhu Kui shook his head. He had just seen Ma Yuanyi's skills. Even Sun Jian, the Jiangdong Tiger, couldn't defeat him one on one. He was so powerful. Unless he planned a siege, if such a skilled person wanted to leave, Sun Jian and the other three would not be able to keep him.
If I continue to stay in Shan Mansion, I guarantee that they will come back tonight, and then they will not be able to leave.
"No, I'm very grateful to Brother Zhao for his kindness to me these days. I have something else to do, so I won't bother you any more."
"In this case, Zhao won't stay much longer." Zhao Da also guessed the reason for Zhu Kui's quick departure and shouted to the servant behind him: "Come, go and get some gold from the house."
The servant heard the sound and came and went in a hurry. Zhu Kui looked at the more than ten ingots of gold handed over by Zhao Da and said with a bitter smile: "This kind of gold is of no use to me. I'm just a commoner. If I exchange it with so much money, I'm afraid it will be lost."
It will make people jealous, so forget it."
"Haha!" Zhao Da laughed and said, "It's a simple matter." He then ordered the servant: "Go and exchange for a bag of fine gold."
The servant once again responded to the order and exchanged it for fine gold. Zhu Kui accepted Zhao Da's kindness after thinking about it. He knew that Zhao Da had some intentions for him, but he couldn't guess it. It would be bad if he refused. Everything went well.
Of course, if he needs help in the future, I can help him as much as I can.
"Thank you so much, Brother Zhao, and Zhu Kui bids farewell."
"Have a good trip. I won't send you any more as a brother. There are so many Yellow Turban believers who have died here. They are waiting for the government to come and they still need to be dispatched."
"Farewell!"
After leaving Shan Mansion, Zhu Kui did not leave the city directly. Instead, he went to the market and hired a carriage. Originally, Zhao Da also intended to give him horses, but unfortunately he had never ridden one himself and could not get on the horse.
With the power of livestock, we arrived in Jiangdu County on the same day, went to the ferry the next day, went up the river, and returned to Shigang Village in just two days.
After being away for three months, Zhu Kui was a little happy, a little anxious, and even shed tears at the longing for his loved ones.
"Daddy, grandma, I'm back." Zhu Kui shouted loudly as soon as he entered the familiar small courtyard with earthen walls.
What came out was a young woman in a sarong, carrying a wooden basin, with her black silk hair tied behind her head. She was Zhu Kui's sister-in-law, Mrs. Li. Seeing Zhu Kui come in, Ms. Li didn't recognize her for a moment, and she didn't return for a while.
He came to his senses and said, "It's uncle coming back."
He quickly put down the wooden basin in his hand and called into the house: "Mother, mother, my uncle is back."
When mother and son met, they naturally exchanged greetings and asked questions, and it was a happy scene. Unfortunately, the joy did not last long, and was interrupted by mother Chen: "Go to Uncle Wang's house quickly, he is afraid.
We can’t survive this winter.”
"What?" Zhu Kui was startled. He couldn't hold the package safely and fell to the ground. He hurried out of the house and ran towards the west end of the village.