Chapter 009 Kill with one sword

The seventh day, the period agreed by the two parties. Lin Zimo and Zhao Wenxuan are naturally going to the appointment. Chu Erlang, who wanted to go with them, was arranged by Lin Zimo to stay in Anhua City. The two brothers who did not draw a large number of officers and army guards were only accompanied by Wang Xiaoliu, Gao Xiang and four black and white warriors. Wang Xiaoliu, who has made great progress in martial arts, has been upgraded from a reserve member of the Wolf Tooth Guard to a full member after a round of strict internal assessment, making him qualified to accompany him.

Six people sat on five black horses and a white horse and went straight to the drinking horse river. When they arrived at the agreed place, eleven tribal leaders in Qingyang Prefecture brought their own men and horses to the place of the meet. They not only came to watch a duel, but also talked about related matters with the government. After all, salt and iron were restricted by the Ming court. If they want to get these necessities, they will naturally have a discussion with Lin Zimo, the magistrate of Qingyang.

Lin Zimo and others reached the meeting place and turned down one after another. The arrival of the six of them really surprised many people. After all, the weakest tribal leaders of the eleven tribes brought more than 50 guards. The reason why Lin Zimo dared to do this is not because he and Zhao Wenxuan are bold, but out of considerable helplessness. After all, Anhua City needs effective defense, which makes the sergeants under them already overstretched and difficult to distinguish a little bit of people.

Although the eleven tribal leaders felt Lin Zimo's courage, they did not show too much intimacy. In this world, they represent different interests, which makes the kindness and resentment between each other appear extremely complicated. Several relatively weak tribal leaders still stood up quite actively and greeted Lin Zimo, who represented the Ming court, with a courtesy greeting.

Lin Zimo treated the tribal leaders who had seen him with courtesy, and in the face of those tribal leaders who neglected him, he looked quietly in his eyes and remembered them in his heart. A natural idea came to his mind to change the situation and make these seven self-righteous and pretentious turtles pay the price.

The atmosphere here is quite harmonious, and there is no sense of tension. Lin Zimo and Zhao Wenxuan came on behalf of the Ming court and were placed in the top position by them. Even if the 11 tribal leaders are unconvinced, they have to accept this reality. After all, none of them has extraordinary strength to face the powerful Ming Empire independently. The two brothers who were not trapped with them sat down separately, and behind them stood four members of the Wolf Tooth Guard.

Da Tianming, the father of the stabbed Qiang teenager, is burly and full of beard. First of all, he said, "Since my family and the official family have made a small misunderstanding, let's solve the unhappiness between us in the most primitive and fair way."

After saying this sentence, he winped at the side and saw a tall man in the upper body of ** coming out. There was no small fat all over his body. It was full of horizontally practiced sperm, and there were many scars in front of him and behind him, which showed that he was a man with very rich combat experience. Holding a big axe in both hands, although he was expressionless, he confidently took a step ahead and went straight to the duel field to wait.

Zhao Wenxuan, who saw some clues, stood up without fear and was about to go to the middle to compete with the other party. Nalan, who was afraid, really walked over and whispered, "Your opponent is not the previous five people. This person can be said to be the first warrior of my Qiang clan, so you must be careful again.

Zhao Wenxuan, who smiled slightly, did not say a word, but held his long sword in his right hand and walked briskly to the central area. He pulled his sword out of the scabbard in no hurry and stood proudly in the face of his opponent who was higher than his head. He could feel the murderous spirit emitted by the other party, but he did not force him to give up at all.

The four guards behind Lin Zimo clenched their weapons and were alert to the occurrence of emergencies, while their masters leisurely picked up tea and tasted them carefully, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Nalanzhen, standing next to him, looked at Lin Zimo and felt that he did not have the heroism of Zhao Wenxuan at all. As a foreigner, it was inconvenient for her to stay on the side of the Han people for a long time, so she sat back next to her father and watched the upcoming life-and-death duel in the field with a worried face.

The Qiang warrior who clenched the long axe with both hands saw Zhao Wenxuan's appearance and concluded that he was a little white face and would not have much ability. From the beginning to now, I don't believe that he can fight against five. In his opinion, his young master and the four guards who accompanied him must have been hit by the tricks of the Han people, which would lead to a loss of face and injury.

After a while, he wanted to defeat his opponent at the fastest speed. He trotted forward eight or nine steps, swifted the long axe in his hand, and directly chopped down Zhao Wenxuan. Zhao Wenxuan, who held the long sword in his right hand, would never block it with this weapon, but chose to dodge back repeatedly. One axe, two axes, three axes... The Qiang warriors went down with nine axes, which did not hurt their opponents at all, nor were they fought back by Zhao Wenxuan's move. He suddenly became murderous and continued to attack one after another.

Many of the onlookers outside the venue burst into laughter. The laughers have always thought that the Han people are too cowardly. Zhao Wenxuan, who was not affected by the outside world, continued to dodge while still not rush to fight back. Gao Xiang and the other four began to be anxious. Lin Zimo, who knew his adoptive brother's style, had the same calm expression as his heart. He picked up tea and tasted tea while watching the seemingly one-sided duel.

Twenty-five, the Qiang warriors who went down with six axes still saw no other changes, so they inevitably began to be impatient. I felt that my opponent had used a lot of strength in addition to dodging like a monkey, and his movements became a little slower than before. Eager to win, he completely put down his defense and vigilance and began a new round of all-out attack. When he wied the long axe again and used the three-board axe, Zhao Wenxuan raised his right hand like lightning and stabbed it straight out in the opponent's throat.

He has realized that he must be a Qiang warrior, holding the long axe in his hands, staring like a bull's eye and saying, "What a fast sword."

Zhao Wenxuan pierced his opponent's throat with a sword, and then quickly pulled back the sword he hit and put back the scabbard held by his left hand. Without looking back, he left the central area and sat back to his original position. Zhao Wenxuan, who put down the long sword in his hand, picked up the tea with both hands and drank half of it in one breath.

He looked calm, as if nothing had happened. For himself, the first warrior of the Qiang people he just killed is no different from the others killed in the past. Except for Lin Zimo, everyone present was shocked. After all, they didn't see Zhao Wenxuan's sword movements clearly. Nalanzhen, who had been worried about Zhao Wenxuan, suddenly turned red and then had an unspeakable feeling. Gao Xiang and the other four people admired their master's adoptive brother as gods.

Lin Zimo, who had something to say, said lightly: "It seems that this man with the title of the first warrior of the Qiang clan is really not a false reputation. If he could serve me, he would not have died today. However, if he can die under your sword, he can be regarded as dead as his right thing, not his hard-working ability.

"He does have excellent skills." Zhao Wenxuan, who put down the tea in his hand, did not show a proud look on his face and said lukewarmly, "Within ten moves, I could have killed him, but staying in 30 moves to take action is to save face for his people. After all, she ran over with kindness to remind me."

Lin Zimo did not pay attention to the dead Qiang warrior lying on the ground. He smiled and said, "Since ancient times, beautiful women match heroes. Since she is a beautiful woman, she must love heroes and won't fall in love with bears.

"Brother, you are also a hero, so she fell in love with you." Zhao Wenxuan, who did not raise any ripples in his heart, smiled.

Lin Zimo, who shook his head slightly twice, said with a self-deprecating meaning, "In her mind, I am not a hero but a bear."

Zhao Wenxuan, who only regarded his brother as laughing again, turned into a smile without saying anything. Da Tianming slowly returned to his mind and saw that his first warrior was easily killed by thousands of Han households. Although he lost a lot of face and was unwilling, his words had been said in the front, and the leaders of the other ten tribes were here, so he had to suffer this bitter fruit and dumb loss.

Da Tianming, with a rough appearance and a delicate heart, stood up slowly and smiled in front of Lin Zimo and Zhao Wenxuan: "I didn't expect that the Yangtze River was really pushing forward. Under the sky, there are two young heroes. From now on, the small festival between our two families will be rainy and sunny.

Then Lin Zimo stood up and said politely, "You are really too famous. My adoptive brother was lucky to win.

Zhao Wenxuan, who also stood up, knew that his brother's intention was to make everyone at peace, so he showed a modest side and echoed his brother's words, "Today, my luck is just a little better than him."

It can be seen that they are Da Tianming, who left a little face for themselves, and their backs began to sweat coldly. He thought that the two 20-year-old young people in front of him should be self-contained to be arrogant, but he didn't expect such a veteran. Whether they are enemies or friends, it really bothers him.