Song Qingshu was full of admiration for Xin Qiji. No wonder he dared to challenge the tens of thousands of Jin troops with only a few dozen people. Even though he was old, he still had the courage to capture the ringleader first.
Seeing this, the foreign monks under Wang Baobao's command hurriedly ran out to block his way. Xin Qiji was like a dragon in the sea, quickly beating the group of foreign monks into a mess. Fortunately, Lu Zhangke and He Biweng reacted and ran back to block him. In addition, the foreign monks' joint attack technique was very mysterious, so they were able to stop Xin Qiji's advance.
However, there were not many foreign monks and all of them were injured. The Xuanming Elders were also injured. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that they would not be able to hold on for long before Xin Qiji broke through.
Wang Baobao also noticed the current situation and shouted in a deep voice, "Bring them out!"
Not long after, his subordinates came out with the Southern Song delegation. Han Xingzhou, Lu You, Wu Tiande … all of them looked dispirited. It was obvious that they had not had a good time these days.
"All of you stop, or I won't be polite to them!" Wang Baobao pulled out his saber and placed it on those people's necks as he shouted angrily at Xin Qiji and the others.
Seeing that Han Xingzhou and the others' lives were hanging by a thread, Su Shidan, Xin Qiji, Ding Dian, and the others did not dare to move and stopped.
Taoist Baisheng, the Jingang Sect Master, and the others hurriedly ran in front of Wang Baobao to protect him.
Song Qingshu, who was hiding in the dark, smiled and said, "The good show is about to begin."
Lu Guanying, who was next to him, said with a wry smile, "Young Master is really calm." He noticed that Xin Qiji's hand was around Cheng Yaojia's waist and the bitterness in his smile became even stronger.
"I have seen a lot, so I am naturally more calm than ordinary people," Song Qingshu replied lightly.
Cheng Yaojia's face turned slightly red. She had already noticed her husband's gaze and subconsciously reached out to push Song Qingshu's hand away. Who knew that his arm was as steady as Mount Tai? She pushed several times but to no avail. She could only blush and acquiesce in this situation.
"Release Lord Han!" Ding Dian and Xin Qiji shouted angrily. Only Su Shidan's eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything.
"If you want This King to let him go, that's fine. First, break your own right arm, and I'll let him go immediately." Wang Baobao's lips curled into a sinister smile.
Song Qingshu secretly sighed in his heart. This brother-in-law was really cruel and merciless. Eh, why did he subconsciously call him brother-in-law?
The expressions of Ding Dian and the other two changed when they heard this. Ding Ao, who was at the side, rebuked, "Do you take us for fools? If we lose our right arms, how will we be able to resist? Won't we become meat on your chopping board and be at your mercy?"
Su Shidan also spoke up, "That's right. If we lose our right arm and you don't release him, we won't be able to do anything at all."
"If you don't, they'll die right now." Wang Baobao snorted coldly and exerted a little force in his hand. Han Xingzhou's neck was cut by the blade, and a trace of blood flowed out. However, he was, after all, a figure in the Southern Song Dynasty who was above tens of thousands of people. He still had the ability to remain calm and did not show any ugly behavior of wagging his tail and begging for mercy.
"If you want to kill me, just kill me. I'm not a person who is afraid of death. Shidan, you don't have to worry about me. Anyway, they don't dare to touch me. If something really happens to me, just wait and kill all of them! "Han Xingzhou had a cold smile on his face.
"Shut up!" Wang Baobao was angry, but he also knew that what Han Xingzhou said was true. At this time, his group was already an arrow at the end of its flight. If they really fought, whether it was the previous group of people or the masters of the Southern Song Dynasty, they would all be in danger. Han Xingzhou and the others were their only bargaining chips.
"Wait!" Su Shidan was worried that Han Xingzhou would slip out of anger and kill Han Xingzhou. If that happened, the Han's Group in the south of the Yangtze River would completely collapse. These years, as the chief think tank of the Han's Group, he had already offended people like Jia Shidao and Shi Miyuan.
Seeing Wang Baobao's puzzled look, Su Shidan hurriedly replied, "You release him first, and then we'll cut off his arm."
Wang Baobao was so angry that he laughed, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"
Su Shidan looked embarrassed. He also knew that this proposal was too unreliable, but now, he had to bite the bullet and try.
"I will count to three. If you don't cut off your own arm, I will kill them." Wang Baobao's face showed a trace of ruthlessness. After all, he was a famous general on the grassland, and he knew that he couldn't give in at this time.
"One!"
Hearing him start to count, the people of the Southern Song Dynasty looked at each other, no one knowing what to do. They really wanted to save Han Xingzhou, but how could they be stupid enough to cut off their own right arm at this time?
"Two!" Seeing that the people of the Southern Song Dynasty were indifferent, Wang Baobao's voice became colder.
Su Shidan was panicked and subconsciously looked at Han Xingzhou. When he saw that Han Xingzhou shook his head imperceptibly, he immediately made up his mind and replied, "If you touch a hair of Mister Han today, none of you will live today!"
In fact, with Su Shidan's wisdom, how could he not know what to choose? However, he was worried that Han Xingzhou would punish him in the future, so he had been hesitating. Now that Han Xingzhou had said it himself, he naturally had more confidence.
"Is that so?" Wang Baobao showed a trace of a cruel smile. On the other side, one of his subordinates received a signal and raised his knife. The head of the person he was escorting suddenly rolled down the stairs. The eyes were wide open, and it was obvious that he had died with a grievance.
"This time is just to teach you a lesson. From now on, if you still don't respond after I count to one, I will kill one person until the knife finally falls on your Mister Han's head." Seeing that the blood had shocked everyone present, Wang Baobao was very satisfied with the result.
Hiding in the distance, Lu Guanying's face turned pale. He recognized the person who had been killed, and his position in the envoy group was similar to his. If he hadn't been rescued not long ago, he might have been dead by now. Suddenly, he felt a little grateful to Tang Kuo, who had been cursing him nonstop.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly, but the deeper the conflict between the Mongolians and the Southern Song Dynasty, the better. He was not in a hurry to show up.
"One!" Wang Baobao began to count again.
Su Shidan hurriedly discussed with Ding Dian and Xin Qiji, but in this situation, what could they do?
After a while, Wang Baobao snorted coldly. His subordinate received the signal and raised his knife, and another soul died.
"You!" Xin Qiji was furious and was about to rush over, but Wang Baobao put the knife on Han Chuan Zhou's neck horizontally. Su Shidan was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled him back.
"Two!" After Wang Baobao finished shouting, he didn't give Southern Song's group any time like before. He gave them a meaningful glance and another life was lost.
Seeing that Wang Baobao was killing faster and faster, not only Su Shidan and the others were frightened, but even the previously calm Han Chuan Zhou turned pale and trembled slightly. Although he knew that Wang Baobao most likely wouldn't dare to kill him, his body instinctively made him tremble uncontrollably.
Su Shidan and the others immediately fell silent, but their eyes were filled with hatred. If looks could kill, the Mongolians would have already been torn to pieces.
"Three!" Wang Baobao sneered, ignoring their gazes, and continued to count.
Song Qingshu sighed. At this time, he had to act because the butcher's knife was hanging over Wu Tiande's head — Linghu Chong's head.
In Song Qingshu's heart, according to the original work, Linghu Chong was not a good disciple. As the eldest disciple of Mount Hua, he had no sense of responsibility and responsibility. Later, when he was not accepted by the righteous path, it was inevitable that he would die. But no matter what, Linghu Chong at least had one good point — he was chivalrous!
Back in Huiyan Tower, knowing that he would die, he fought with Tian Boguang to save a strange little nun, which was really admirable.
Moreover, besides chivalrous, Linghu Chong was also Ren Yingying's sweetheart. Although Linghu Chong was his rival in love, Song Qingshu did not want to see him die in the hands of thieves. He had his own pride, and he wanted to take Ren Yingying from Linghu Chong. How could he watch him die here?
In the future, when Ren Yingying learned of Linghu Chong's death, Song Qingshu did not want to see him die in the hands of thieves.
Song Qingshu made up his mind. Just as he was about to save Linghu Chong, Zuo Lenchan spoke first, "Wait!"
Wang Baobao's expression changed. He had intentionally or unintentionally ignored this side because he did not want to provoke a strong enemy. Who knew that the other side would take the initiative to come to him.
"Sect Leader Zuo, what can I do for you?" At this time, one of his subordinates had already figured out the identity of the Song Mountain Sect and told Wang Baobao.
Hearing that the other side had recognized his identity, Zuo Lenchan's expression became even more gloomy. But now that things had come to this, he could only bite the bullet and carry on. "Little Prince, give this person to us, and we will leave immediately." After saying this, he pointed at Linghu Chong.
"So the Song Mountain Sect came for this person." Wang Baobao was puzzled. A mere General from Quanzhou, besides having passable martial arts, what did he have that was worth paying such a big price for?
But he knew that now was not the time to think about this. His mind turned, and he came up with a plan. "Kill these people, and I will give this General Wu to you."
As soon as he said this, everyone's expression changed greatly.
Seeing Zuo Lenchan's gloomy expression, Wang Baobao continued, "Don't worry, this General Wu is of no value to me. As long as you kill these Song pigs, I will give him to you."
Song Qingshu secretly clicked his tongue. This Wang Baobao was indeed worthy of being a famous general in history. His strategy of killing people with a borrowed knife was really perfected.
However, Zuo Lenchan was not an easy character to deal with. He said in a deep voice, "These people's martial arts are high, and we do not have the confidence to kill them. Why don't we join forces and kill these Song people? Little Prince, you can then give this Wu Tiande to us, and the previous grievances will be written off. What does Little Prince think?"
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