Chapter 15 He is the woodcutter of Subi Lake

For Ning Que, who has been walking among the herds of animals in the mountains, forests and grasslands since he was a child, killers who are good at assassinating in the dark are not scary. The mysterious practitioners are the reason for his uneasiness, so after he cuts off the assassin's head with two swords, he immediately He swept back to the gentle slope where the remaining fire was still there, quickly picked up the boxwood hardwood bow and arrow, and aimed again at the great swordsman in the distance.

This time, his vigilance seemed a bit redundant. The middle-aged scholar in a blue shirt had made no movement, and was just leaning against the big tree quietly. The pair of black eyes on his bloody face looked at the young man in the firelight. He murmured something in a low voice, then smiled slightly, spread his hands, and died.

Ning Que aimed at the body of the great swordsman and remained silent for a long time. Until his arms began to tremble, he slowly put down the bow and arrow. He suddenly began to feel fatigue and soreness begin to invade his body.

He didn't look back and asked, "Is something okay?"

The flames caused by the kerosene bombs ignited the fallen leaves, but the rotten mud at the Beishan Pass was wet, and the fire gradually extinguished. The big black umbrella retracted with a clang. Sangsang half-crouched on the ground, looking up at his back and shaking. Shaking her head, it seemed that she knew that she didn't need to speak for the young master to know what she had done.

The maid knew that Ning Que didn't care about her. She stood up, lifted up her skirt and ran quickly through the traffic jam that was almost in ruins. She frantically opened up the heavy debris of the carriages, and then she hugged the tiger-headed little boy in her arms with a smile on her face. Gently wipe the dust from his face lovingly.

About six or seven prairie barbarians and Tang guards were still alive. They struggled to get up and walked with difficulty to the vicinity of the ruins of the carriage. The seriously injured guard leader led everyone to kneel down on one knee, touched his head to the ground and said in pain: "My subordinates did not fight well, and allowed the thief to disturb Her Highness the Princess. I really deserve death."

Amidst the stars and the remaining sparks, men covered in blood knelt down and worshiped a maid holding a child. They were not sad, but showed a sense of iron-blooded ferocity or tragedy.

Sang Sang walked to Ning Que's side, and the two of them watched the scene quietly. They had already guessed the true identity of the maid and were too lazy to pretend to be shocked and surprised.

After taking a moment to catch their breath, the guards and barbarians worked hard to bandage each other's wounds and apply medicine. Once their breathing had calmed down, they began to clean the battlefield, carrying back several seriously injured companions, and at the same time carrying away those enemies who still had a few breaths left. Hack them all to death. After doing these things, these fierce men subconsciously looked back.

Looking at the slightly burnt teenager of the cotton jacket, the eyes in the eyes of the guards were very complicated, and some shocks were puzzled and even faintly fearful ... They saw Ning Que's previous shot, knowing that the young martial arts skills are powerful and the arrows are superb. But it is not a hidden strong man who is beyond the world.

In this sniper, the guards and the old man of Lu Qingchen have been fighting against the enemy's two most powerful practitioners. They are most of the life of the big sword division. Kill each other.

The more that, the more they feel that this teenager is a terrible character.

The angle of the choice of time is extremely accurate and spicy. The gentle and tender teenager hides a calm heart under the appearance, especially the last three knives to kill the three black assassins in black, which is even more incredible. In such a young age, why did he? Can you do it all? How many people did he kill on the grassland side city and how many heads did he cut?

The guard leader was holding a branch, and he walked in front of Ning Que's master and servant. He arched his hands and bowed deeply. Among them.

Ning Que held Sang Sang's hand to let the side, refused to receive his ceremony, as the dead sword division said, the batch of Great Tang guards brought to the grassland showed it in the battle. The iron blood style and strict military discipline coming out are worthy of any enemy or friends.

"See, there is no routine of your martial arts. If you are empty -handed, I think you should not be my opponent, but even when I just appeared just now, I was afraid that they could not resist their assassinations, and even more Don't say that kill them so cleanly. "

The guard leader looked at Ning Que's tender face, suppressed the shock of his heart, and asked with a hoarse voice: "Young Lang, I am very curious about where you have learned this murderous ability."

Ning Que scratched his head slightly, and said with a smile: "The ability to kill people is naturally learned by killing."

Naturally, he couldn't tell the guard leader that since he was four years old, he knew the name Xia Hou, and he had been making some preparations, ready to be killed by the other party, or killed each other.

The Datang Xiaodong, who was weighing, didn't know at all. In the distant border town, a teenager practiced the knife to cut firewood every day. He analyzed all the strong fighting styles of his Majesty and summarized countless sets of countermeasures.

Therefore, for Ning Que, the three black assassins who died under his knife today are just the inevitable result of practicing practice every day for more than ten years. If you replace it with other enemies, such as the guard leader in front of him, it is difficult for him to get such beautiful results.

Today, the battle of Beishan Road, Ning Que finally met with General Xia Hou's subordinates, or this was just an accident, or the arrangement of fate. In short, the knife and arrow of revenge finally began to show its chill.

The guard leader stroked his injured chest, frowned at the unnecessary teenager, and murmured: "You are only fifteen or six years old.

"If you calculate all the animals, I kill a lot." Ning Que replied with a smile.

"I said yes." The guard leader asked aggravated, and immediately explained: "I am not asking anything, but I am really curious."

Ning Que rubbed his face, and looked at him with a moment of silence: "The biggest income of Biancheng is killing horse thieves. We generally call this matter. When it comes to killing, it has been killed a lot in these years. "

A grassland barbarian followed behind the guard leader, and he was also preparing to express his gratitude to the young army. He also had the same questions in his heart. However, after hearing Ning Que's answer, he left without saying a word. Seeing his footsteps was a little messy, his shoulders trembled slightly.

A companion on a prairie looked at him doubt and asked, "Du Mu, what's wrong with you?"

The grassland barbarians called Du Mu sat next to the fire, raised the wounded arm difficultly, clapped the cheek that was numb because of fear, and said, "That boy ... it should be the legendary cutting firewood on the other side of the Bi Bi Lake. "".

As soon as this sentence came out, the four grassland barbarians next to the fire piled up at the same time, and never spoke again. Someone secretly looked up, looked at the Ning Que over there, and then quickly bowed their heads, as if the teenager saw that the teenager saw himself in the heater he was Sight.

Before these barbarians were conquered by His Royal Highness, they were all famous horse thieves on the grassland, known for their extremely fierce, but for them, the strong border army of the Tang Dynasty was the real horse thief. When you change the logistics, you will carry out a amateur to get rich -the grassland horse thief.

The Datang Border Army called this activity as a firewood. The horse thieves call this bloody battle as cutting firewood. They call the most cruel Datang cavalry leader as the wood cutter, and the cutter of Cai Bi Lake ... is the most fierce and horrible existence. The reason for becoming red is the nightmare of the grassland horse thief at night, the fear story next to the fire.

It's just that before tonight, they never thought that the wood cutter was so young.