When that thing landed on his body, he felt a bone-piercing pain in his shoulder, but it wasn't enough to take his life. Everyone, including the Da Chu State soldiers that Guan Jue had brought with him, couldn't help but look at the man who was shouting and yelling like he was an idiot. Someone muttered, "Idiot!"
Guan Jue realized something was wrong after yelling for a while. He opened his eyes and found that he was completely fine. He couldn't help but feel happy. Then he saw that his beautiful clothes were stained with something strange and wet. It had a faint fragrance. "What … … what is this?"
"Reporting to General, it's a cucumber!" The soldier beside him reported seriously.
Only then did Guan Jue see a half eaten cucumber on the ground not far away. He immediately realized that he had been tricked. He flew into a rage, "I'm going to kill you all! I'm going to kill you all! Go, kill these traitors! "
"Guan Jue, who do you want to kill? Why don't you tell I? "A cold and clear voice leisurely sounded from the inn. The guards immediately moved aside to make a path. Mo Xiuyao's hair was still as white as snow. He appeared in front of everyone, holding Ye Li's hand in his white robes.
"Guan Jue, who do you want to kill? Why don't you tell I? "
When Guan Jue saw the white-haired Mo Xiuyao walk out, he was shocked. But this time, he wasn't afraid of Mo Xiuyao. In Guan Jue's heart, he was a loyal official of the Da Chu State, the Emperor's trusted aide. Mo Xiuyao was just a traitor that everyone despised. More importantly, there were at least three thousand elite soldiers inside and outside the small city, while Mo Xiuyao only had a few dozen people. No matter how strong the Mohist army was, Guan Jue couldn't think of any reason why he would lose when he had such an advantage. So, after the initial shock, Guan Ren looked at Mo Xiuyao with an arrogant and sinister expression again. That pair of eyes that appeared even smaller due to the excessive eating and eating over the past few years were filled with resentment and jealousy.
That's right, it was jealousy. In this world, including the ruler of a country, Mo Jingqi, there were probably not many men who did not hate Mo Xiuyao. He had the Prince Ding Mansion and the Mohist army, two of the most tyrannical forces in the world. He had one of the best martial arts skills in the world, an outstanding handsome face, and a wife and adorable son that all ambitious men envied. There was no reason for the world not to be jealous of Mo Xiuyao.
However, Guan Ren's hatred for Mo Xiuyao was far greater than anyone else's. When he was still following Mo Jingqi, who was still a young prince, the high-spirited and elegant little heir of Prince Ding was the object of his envy and jealousy. On the other side, at the foot of the mountain where the bandits were exterminated, Mo Xiuyao, dressed in white, rode his horse over. Without saying a word, he ruthlessly whipped him. He made him lose face in front of thousands of soldiers. From that moment on, Guan Ren developed a hatred and jealousy towards Mo Xiuyao from the bottom of his heart. He hated Mo Xiuyao's background. If Mo Xiuyao wasn't the heir of the Prince Ding Mansion, how could he dare to whip him in front of so many people? If he wasn't Mo Lan Yun's descendant and Mo Liu Fang's son, how could he have such good talent? So, when he saw the Prince Ding Mansion's misfortune, he was one of the happiest people.
"Ding … … Mo Xiuyao, a traitor like you still dares to set foot on Da Chu State's land? Today, I will tear you to pieces to repay the Emperor's kindness! "Guan Ren pointed at Mo Xiuyao and shouted righteously. Mo Xiuyao casually glanced at Guan Ren and lightly said: "Mo Jingqi is becoming less and less picky with the people he uses. Letting a cripple lead the troops outside, even if he isn't worried about you falling off your horse, he should be worried about the safety of the soldiers below." Feng Zhiyao waved his fan and said with a smile: "Isn't that right? With General Guan's crippled appearance, he definitely won't be able to walk onto the battlefield. If he falls off his horse and hits the soldiers beside him, what will happen? Tsk … … the Emperor really doesn't know how to cherish his soldiers. "
"You … … you!" Guan Ren was so angry he was panting. What he hated the most was other people mentioning his leg. He was a military general. If his leg was crippled, it was the end of everything. Even if he was a civil official, for the sake of the face of the court, he would not let a cripple enter the court as an official. That was why the Emperor sent him out to lead the troops because of their past friendship. In fact, it was not his turn to lead the troops onto the battlefield. It was just an empty title. Although he had lived a good life these past few years, how could the southwest border compare to the prosperity of the Chu capital? And all of this … … was caused by the people of the Prince Ding Mansion! Although Guan Ren did not know that his leg was broken by a horse because the Prince Ding Mansion pushed Murong Shen to guard Shattering Snow Pass, he still wholeheartedly put the blame on the Prince Ding Mansion. However, Guan Ren's reason was that he was Mo Jingqi's trusted aide, so Mo Xiuyao deliberately wanted to get rid of him. "I will kill you all! I will kill you all! Shoot the arrows and kill these traitors! "Guan Ren finally could not hold back his anger and roared.
However, the soldiers under his command were not as obedient as he imagined. After all, the reputation of the Prince Ding Mansion in the Da Chu State had lasted for hundreds of years. It was an eternal legend in the army. It was not something that Mo Jingqi could completely destroy. If Mo Jingqi was given twenty or thirty years, he might be able to completely destroy the reputation of the Prince Ding Mansion in the Da Chu State. However, five years was too short. Moreover, when the northwest announced its break with the Da Chu State, the announcement was spread all over the country. The commoners and soldiers might not understand the principles, but they also understood that it was the imperial family that had wronged the Prince Ding Mansion, not the other way around. The Prince Ding Mansion had wronged the Da Chu State. The hatred of killing one's father was irreconcilable. Prince Ding did not immediately lead the Mohist army to the capital to avenge his father and brother. In the eyes of the commoners, Prince Ding was magnanimous and still remembered the friendship of protecting the Da Chu State for hundreds of years. At this moment, Guan Ren wanted the soldiers to immediately kill Mo Xiuyao and his men. Even if the soldiers did not care about the reputation of the Prince Ding Mansion, they still had to consider the mysterious Qi Lin of the Prince Ding Mansion.
Mo Xiuyao glanced at the soldiers surrounding the inn with a faint smile. The soldiers who were still holding their bows and arrows hesitated, but after this faint glance, they could not help but put down their bows and arrows.
Guan Ren saw that the soldiers did not listen to his orders and was so angry that his face turned black. He roared: "Impudent! Are you all going to rebel as well? Why aren't you executing these traitors! "
The soldiers were naturally in a dilemma. They did not want to and were not willing to become enemies with the Prince Ding Mansion, but Guan Ren was their superior. Even if this superior did not have the support of the people, they still had to listen to his orders. Feng Zhiyao walked out of the crowd with a smile on his face. He smiled and said to the crowd: "Actually, there is no need for everyone to worry about the future. This problem is very easy to solve." The crowd was puzzled. They did not know how this elegant red-clothed young master was going to solve this problem. Feng Zhiyao waved his sleeve and a long whip shot out from his sleeve, heading straight for Guan Ren. In the blink of an eye, Guan Ren had been tied up tightly by the whip and was pulled out of the crowd in front of Feng Zhiyao. It was also Guan Ren's fault for not noticing people after he was attacked by the cucumber.
There were too many of them and it was not convenient for him to dodge. Therefore, he had his men spread out a little. Otherwise, Feng Zhiyao might not have been able to pull him out of the crowd.
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