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Chapter 281

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The twenty riders were not stupid. After being stunned, they immediately turned around and ran away! Motherf * cker, they were not blind. Who could not see that the cavalry that appeared out of nowhere not only had a standard saber, but they also had a crossbow on their back. Bows and arrows were still fine as the imperial court did not forbid private possession of them. However, crossbows were definitely not something that could be used by the military. Once found in private possession, the light punishment would be banishment to the army and banishment of three thousand li. The heavy punishment would be the crime of treason and the head would be chopped off! What was worse was that within the He Province, Jian Province, and Hu Province, only the Goshawk Camp and Falcon Camp under the Duke of Guangling had the qualifications to possess military crossbows. The Xuanyuan family could look down on those counties, but they did not dare to clamor against the elites of the vassal kings.

Even the arrogant and domineering Yuan Tingshan could not help but frown.

Duke of Guangling's men? That loathsome and loathsome young master was the son of a general?

If it was still the days when he was alone, he would have already pulled out his saber and rushed over. Although he had to run for his life, he had to cut that young master down from his horse no matter what.

Yuan Tingshan waved his hand and signaled for the twenty riders to go to the carriage where the siblings were. He stood alone and stared at the dandy who was sandwiched between the two groups of riders.

Meeting on a narrow path!

The dandy held both sabers and slapped the horse with the scabbard. When he was fifty steps away from Yuan Tingshan, he asked coldly, "You are from the side of Duke of Guangling, Zhao Yi?"

Duke of Guangling, Zhao Yi. Among the six vassal kings of the imperial family, his authority was second only to the Duke of Yan. He was very interesting. He killed people like flies, squandered money like it was dirt, and was especially lustful. After the Great War of the Spring and Autumn Period ended, this vassal king had the most empresses, princesses, and concubines of a fallen country. As the saying goes, one dragon gives birth to nine sons. The King of Jing An, Zhao Heng, and the other imperial brothers were all considered handsome men of the present age. Zhao Yi, on the other hand, was ugly. His body was bloated and dark. Together with the Beiliang, Chu Lushan, they were known as the North and South Fatties. Both of them were infamous jackals and wolves. Although the King of Guangling had a bad character, he was ambitious in leading his troops. Compared to the King of Yan Chi, the "head of the vassal state" of the dynasty, he only lacked in numbers. The skills of individual soldiers were not inferior. Zhao Yi's territory was the homeland of West Chu, the former most powerful country of the Spring and Autumn Period. To be able to suppress the Chu people and kill countless scholars in twenty years, one could see the iron fist of this vassal state.

This time, it was Yuan Tingshan's turn to be puzzled. But soon after, this undisciplined swordsman began to sneer, appearing very sinister.

Hsu Fengnian asked, "Are they suppressing bandits?"

Yuan Tingshan smiled and asked in return, "Then are you a bandit?"

Hsu Fengnian was amused by this cruel swordsman. He smiled sinisterly and said, "So what if I am, and so what if I am not?"

"You will know soon!"

Yuan Tingshan ignored the twenty crossbows of the light cavalry at the front. His body exploded, dragging his saber as he ran.

Twenty arrows shot out. Yuan Tingshan twisted and turned like a nimble ape. Within fifty steps, he could clearly see the face of that arrogant young master. What a pretty boy. Only by cutting off the head of this kind of rich family would he be able to vent his anger! But for the sake of his future, he would endure it for a while. He would let you keep your head for a while. When his saber skills surpass Old Ancestor Xuanyuan's, with Mount Huishan in his hands, Xuanyuan Qingfeng would become his crotch. But it was true that he would let you live temporarily, but it did not mean that he would let you continue to sit on the back of a horse and order people around.

But Yuan Tingshan dodged a wave of arrows. Just as he leaped into the air, wanting to injure the son of a general, a black horse charged out from the side. The general held a large halberd and stabbed it straight at Yuan Tingshan's chest. If he was stabbed, there was a 100% chance that his heart would be pierced.

Yuan Tingshan's body fell from the sky. When he landed, he exploded again. The famed saber in his hand just happened to slash at the horse's head.

The heavy halberd swung in the air. It just so happened that it met the saber head on.

Yuan Tingshan narrowed his eyes. The saber in his hand no longer retreated. It chopped at the body of the halberd. The halberd swung backward. Yuan Tingshan seemed to have used all his strength and was forced to retreat. But his feet slid on the ground. With one hand on the ground, he raised some dust under his feet. His body rushed forward again. His speed was almost twice as fast as before. It was clear that he saw the enemy as weak first. Once he sensed the enemy's strength, he would suddenly kill him. Ning Emei, who was wearing heavy armor, roared angrily. The hard halberd in his hand faintly shook out layers of subtle arcs, making a buzzing sound. Yuan Tingshan was fast, but his halberd was not slow either. The tip of the halberd hooked at the waist of the young saber master. Once it hooked, the assassin would be cut in half. Yuan Tingshan laughed and made a sound of surprise. His free left hand suddenly pressed on the back of the saber, making contact with the halberd again. This time, he did not use brute force. Instead, he used the strength of his palm to drive the saber in his right hand. With the halberd as the center, Yuan Tingshan nimbly drew a semicircle in the air. Once again, he closed in on the unmoving and ignorant young master on the horse.

Yuan Tingshan was a ruthless man who had slaughtered his way through the streets and alleys of the marketplace. He dared to risk his life, but at the same time, he cherished his life. Not only was he good at pestering others, but he also knew how to take advantage of the situation. He roughly knew the strength of the halberd wielding general. After bypassing the halberd, Yuan Tingshan did not take advantage of the situation to directly strike with his saber. In this way, he would leave his entire back to the heavily-armored general. His father's life was more precious than the Heavenly Emperor's, so it was not worth it to exchange a life for a life. Therefore, not only did he not immediately strike with his saber, he instead bent his waist to the side of the horse's abdomen. Unexpectedly, the halberd did not follow him, but before the halberd arrived, a scarlet iron spear pierced towards him from a tricky angle. If Yuan Tingshan did not pull back, his temple would have been pierced by the tip of the spear, but he did not regret it. Twisting his body, this time his left hand was placed on the saber's body. The side of the saber was pressed against the tip of the spear, and the blade was bent in an arc. Borrowing the force of the spear, Yuan Tingshan suddenly shot backwards like an arrow, withdrawing from the abdomen of the debauchee's white horse. Then, he slid out from the abdomen of Ning Emei's black horse. With a tap of his toes, he lifted his body and knocked into a light horseman on the side of the road. After knocking him down, he successfully entered the dense forest. Yuan Tingshan laughed loudly and said, "We'll meet again someday!"

Previously, under the white horse's abdomen, he clearly saw the red spear and the pair of blue embroidered shoes.

Could it be that the one who brandished the spear was a woman?

From beginning to end, Hsu Fengnian did not make any movements. Seeing Yuan Tingshan escape into the dense forest, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Yang Qingfeng, you and Shu Xiu follow this guy. General Ning, take ten cavalrymen and follow him. If you can't catch up before dark, then forget it. "

The twenty cavalrymen on the other side of the road looked a little sluggish. Everyone knew that Yuan Tingshan practiced his saber skills on the mountain. This guy's saber skills were learned from a pile of dead people. It was not an ordinary fierce and fierce saber skill. Although it was amazing that the light cavalrymen went in and out of the crowd, the fact that the disciple of the military family was unscathed was more than enough to explain the situation. The guy who could resolve Yuan Tingshan's killing intent so easily must have a strong family background. What's more, except for General Great Halberd and the woman in blue who really attacked, the rest of the people were just watching. The next few retainers who jumped into the dense forest to chase after Yuan Tingshan did not seem to be simple. What to do? Nonsense, the leading cavalryman did not care about Yuan Tingshan's safety. He turned his horse around and directly retreated. When he passed by the carriage, he bent down and picked up Murong Wuzhu, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, and put him on the horse's back. Another cavalryman followed suit and wanted to kidnap Murong Tonghuang, who was standing on the carriage. Unexpectedly, this beautiful "woman" stretched out her hand and stabbed him. The cavalryman who was unprepared felt a burst of pain. He looked back and glared at her fiercely before continuing to rush forward. Murong Tonghuang did not wait for the next cavalryman to make a move. He quickly retreated into the carriage and hid in a corner.

Hsu Fengnian turned his head and smiled at Yuan Meng, who was eager to give it a try. He ordered, "Field Officer Yuan, take some people and chase after them. It's up to you whether to leave them alive or not. "

The two groups of light cavalrymen chased and fled. The small path was very noisy and lively.

Hsu Fengnian came near the carriage. He lifted the curtain with the scabbard and saw a slightly immature but cold and beautiful face. He also saw a pair of cold and hostile eyes.

Hsu Fengnian just opened his mouth and smiled, "This lady …"

The "lady" who had escaped from the tiger's mouth glared at him and scolded ungratefully, "You are the lady!"

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