The little leader who fell to the ground felt a heavy hammer on his chest. He vomited a mouthful of blood and couldn't get up.
The remaining bandits took several steps back involuntarily upon seeing this.
The scene suddenly became quiet, the plan was disrupted, and the people who were pushed out to test did not move for a while.
It's just that this situation didn't last long before Qi Yuan broke it.
"Wasn't it very cruel just now? Can you be more cruel? Try to be cruel? How dare you call me grandpa or grandson!"
Qi Yuan had a sick look and spoke fiercely but in a weak voice. Perhaps he was so anxious that he coughed, making his face turn red.
This incident was also not part of the plan. Qi Yuan looked like he was about to lose his temper, so An Jiu was so frightened that he immediately turned around to help him.
Qi Yuan waved his hand and pushed An Jiu away, grabbed a handful of gold leaves from the baggage and sprinkled it on the ground in front of the carriage.
"Come here, my money is here. If you have the ability, come here. Grandson!"
Qi Yuan shook the bulging bundle in his hand and looked at the bandit with fierce eyes. At the same time, I didn’t forget to give An Jiu a thumbs up.
"Tch, you coward, kill them. I don't want to waste time with the untouchables."
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he put down the curtain with his baggage in his arms. He looked like a domineering and irritating person from a rich family. Even though he was a patient, his hatred value was not lost at all.
After receiving Qi Yuan's order, An Jiu unsheathed his swords and stared at the bandits eagerly. He jumped out on tiptoe, the swords connected, and soon the person in front of An Jiu fell down.
The situation changed instantly, An Jiu came out of the mountain like a tiger, and the bandits were like little chickens in his hands, unable to fight back.
Hu Yong squatted in the grass and saw Qi Yuan's bundle of money, and saw his men being killed, so he gave the tall and thin man a vicious look.
He took out his sleeve arrow and then took out a small porcelain bottle, and aimed the poison on the arrow at An Jiu.
Another whistle sounded and all the big men in the grass jumped out and started to kill An Jiu. Hu Yong, who was squatting in the grass, found the right opportunity and shot a cold arrow at An Jiu.
Qi Yuan's eyes in the carriage darkened, he picked up the cake and threw it out.
Seeing that the hidden arrow was about to succeed, Hu Yong saw the hidden arrow being blocked by something and falling to the ground before he finished breathing.
This made Hu Yong's claws numb. Seeing An Jiu's sword rising and falling, he was a brother. He could only grit his teeth and took out the hidden arrow to quench the poison and shoot it out.
Qi Yuan lifted the curtain to reveal a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and his sharp eyes fell on Hu Yong's hiding place.
"It's all solved."
Qi Yuan's voice was calm and his expression was serious, and he had an aura of his own when standing in front of the carriage. He still looked like a playboy just now.
As soon as Qi Yuan finished speaking, An Wu picked up a knife from the ground and joined the battle. Within five minutes, a group of bandits were lying on the ground.
Dozens of corpses were all killed in one blow, and there were bloodstains everywhere on the official road.
When Hu Yong saw something was wrong, he ran up the mountain on both hands and feet.
Qi Yuan put the gold leaves picked up by An Shi back into his bag and jumped out of the carriage.
The tall and thin man who was left behind by Hu Yong was so frightened that his hands and feet were limp and paralyzed in the grass. He looked at Qi Yuan who was walking over with a fearful expression, his lips trembling and unable to say a word.
Dozens of lives are to be killed at will?
The tall and thin man's heart was in his throat when he saw Qi Yuan standing still in front of him. He looked at Qi Yuan like he was looking at another living king of hell.
"Master, let the one who fired the arrow go, and An Wu will follow."
An Jiu glanced at the trembling tall and thin man with two swords in his hands and then looked at Qi Yuan.
That kick did not cause An Shi any injuries. He even felt that it was a pity that the play could not continue.
"I still want to see the shocked expressions of the people on the mountain. Why don't you let me follow?"
Anshi looked pityful, the sword in his hand resting on the tall and thin man's neck.
Before Qi Yuan could ask questions, the tall and thin man rolled his eyes and fainted.
"This is none of my business!"
An Shi immediately retracted his sword with an innocent look on his face.
An Jiu glared at him, and An Shi stopped talking, holding his sword quietly and waiting for Qi Yuan's instructions.
Qi Yuan's eyes fell on the tall and thin man in his gown, and he glanced at the expressionless man walking over the corpse on the ground towards the mountain.
When An Shi saw that Qi Yuan was going to go up the mountain to cause trouble, he immediately followed Qi Yuan happily.
An Jiu glanced at the Xiujian on the ground, then reached out to pick up the Xiujian.
The sleeve arrow is quenched with poison and stuck with a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
Osmanthus cake? ?
If he remembered correctly, this snack was probably prepared by An Wu for his master.
Did the master shoot down the arrow in his sleeve?
If he still remembers correctly, he has only taught his master martial arts for half a month, right?
An Jiu walked behind Qi Yuan with a sleeve arrow, doubting himself for a moment.
But he quickly digested the fact that Qi Yuan was a martial arts genius and accepted it well.
You must know that the master is the prince who once had outstanding talents!
If it hadn't been for the imprisonment of the East Palace, perhaps the Xuan Dynasty would not have reached this point.
An Jiu looked at Qi Yuan's figure walking up the mountain and had a lot of thoughts.
They were secret guards trained by the Wang family, and were ordered by Wang Jinyao to escort the new emperor north.
It's just that the current operation has obviously exceeded the scope of their mission. The new emperor does not intend to surrender to General Lin, and looking at this, he plans to occupy the mountain and become the king.
An Jiu is not a fool. Considering Qi Yuan's identity, he can naturally think of his intention.
The frightened new emperor who preferred suicide has now completely changed. Not only is he calm and alert, but he also has a desire to restore the country!
Qi Yuan's body was still a little weak. After climbing the mountain for a while, he couldn't bear it and started coughing. When An Jiu looked again, he saw Qi Yuan being supported by An Shi as he struggled to climb the mountain.
Qi Yuan was exhausted and sweating profusely, panting and hanging on An Shi for strength.
The imaginary imperial appearance in An Jiu's mind suddenly disappeared completely.
Although Your Majesty has changed a lot, now there are many heroes vying for the throne and various forces are divided.
Can a new emperor who has been imprisoned for ten years really succeed?
Although An Jiu felt that the answer to this question was obvious, he thought of Wang Jinyao's long sigh when he told him, and also thought of the interactions he had had along the way for half a month.
Secretly, An Jiu actually hoped that his guess would be successful.
When An Jiu saw An Shi being dragged by Qi Yuan and about to collapse into a ball, An Jiu gathered his thoughts and threw the sleeve arrows into the grass. He quickly walked to Qi Yuan's side and raised his other hand.
The two of them walked slowly up the mountain with Qi Yuan on their backs. Apart from the chirping of birds, the journey was surprisingly peaceful.
Although Qi Yuan had developed internal strength through martial arts training, it did not affect his frailty after being imprisoned for ten years.
Practicing martial arts strengthens the body, except for Qi Yuan who only has internal strength but does not exercise his body.
This bandit den can also poison arrows and send dozens of people to surround a broken carriage.
He said there was no problem here and Qi Yuan could twist the head off.
An Wu went to deal with the sentry in the village to find out what was going on. Qi Yuan climbed up the mountain and sat on a rock and just rested for a while before An Wu came back.
"The leader is from the army, with a strength of three hundred, half of whom are from the army. There is a stockade in the back mountain where dozens of old, weak, women and children are imprisoned.
One of the scholars was Xu Wenda, the only son of Liangzhou Mu. "
Qi Yuan looked up, and the identity of this scholar was a bit surprising.
"It seems that Liangzhou is in complete chaos."
