Chapter 022 Wu Maqiu

The leader of the Qiang clan who fell to this step of the field couldn't hear the words of his bodyguard at all, and insisted that they put down the blade in their hands. Helpless, they had to throw their weapons on the ground one after another. A group of people from the Nalan Construction Department behind them also caught up, showing their ferocious colors and standing with knives.

The Qiang leader, who was still kneeling on the ground, was full of nervousness and said carefully, "Lin Zhifu, I have done what you want. You have to save my life. I have no intention of rebelling against the court."

Lin Zimo, who stroked his chin, rarely saw a person who could see the situation clearly, so he did not look at the Qiang leader kneeling on the ground, but focused on the bodyguard beside him and said, "What's your name?"

The blood-stained bodyguard did not show timidity. He looked straight at him and said in a loud voice, "Wu Maqiu."

Lin Zimo, who had his head down, looked at the ordinary young man standing in front of him with bright eyes and sighed, "Unfortunately, you have followed the wrong person, otherwise..."

Before he finished his words, several people in Nalan Construction Department couldn't help killing the man who laid down his weapon one after another. After all, one more enemy's head can get an extra reward. One after another, he fell down one after another, making most of the Qiang people who had just put down their weapons killed by the other party before they could pick up the weapons on the ground.

The leader of the Qiang clan, who had already been the frightened bird, knelt down at Lin Zimo's feet and said in horror, "Lord Lin, help!"

Lin Zimo, who was expressionless, did not move. He saw Wu Maqiu rolling and picking up a half-moon knife on the ground. He turned around and was the enemy of his own clan who had been cut down one after another. As long as they don't give the order to shoot, no one dares to disobey. After all, the top-grade generals are basically veterans who followed their two brothers all the way to death in Guangxi. They knew that Lin Zimo's appearance was completely opposite to his inner appearance, so they sincerely surrendered to his order.

Seeing that only the men of this tribe were left with their leader and Wu Maqiu's Lin Zimo, he shouted, "Shout."

The Qiang officer leading the team was a member of the Nalan Construction Department. He was not dispatched by him, and his mind would not turn around, so he did not give him face and did not mean to stop at all, but continued to besiege Wu Maqiu.

Lin Zimo, who doesn't like to say the same meaning twice, smiled strangely and said, "If you don't listen to my orders, kill without mercy."

Officers and soldiers who heard clearly and understood immediately obeyed their orders. The archers and gunners among them shot a wave of feather arrows and iron bullets at the Nalan Construction Department. Wu Maqiu, who had suffered several knife mountains and had been forced to the mountain wall, saw seven and eight enemies surrounding him falling one after another with screams.

This sudden incident made the leading Qiang officer stunned for a moment. The other sergeants he led no longer moved forward, but retreated with knives. They couldn't figure out this situation at all, and they didn't understand why the officers and soldiers began to take action against them. They still think that the two families should have a cooperative relationship.

At this moment, more than 30 officers and soldiers with shields and long guns, led by a hundred households, gradually surrounded the people of Nalan Jianye. Behind them closely followed more than 20 sergeants with long-range weapons. In my mind, I recalled that Lin Zimo was the officers and soldiers who had once said the order of 'not to kill the obedient, killing the disobedient', and insisted on destroying this Qiang people.

The Qiang officer who led the team felt that the danger was approaching step by step, so he looked at Lin Zimo and shouted, "Your Excellency, what are you going to do? We are the tribe of Master Nalan.

Lin Zimo, who shouted 'stop', walked over to him, quickly pulled out a long knife from the waist of a sergeant who was guarding him, and directly cut off the head of the Qiang officer who was still talking to him a few seconds ago and said, "If you want to live and drop your weapons, get out of here, or put your head Leave it for me."

The soldiers of Nalan Construction Department saw that their boss had been stabbed by the Han man in front of them and did not pay attention, so they dropped their weapons and turned their heads and ran back. Seeing that the pursuers had disappeared, the leader of Qiang did not pity the bodyguards and the dead guards who protected him. He limped and ran to Lin Zimo to worship and thank him.

Lin Zimo, who held the knife in his right hand, did not hesitate at all. He raised his arm slightly and directly cut off the head of the leader of the Qiang clan. He didn't look at the long knife that was still dripping blood and threw it on the ground. The Qiang women and children who fled for their lives curled up together and dared not look directly at the Han magistrate who killed their leader in horror.

Lin Zimo, who turned around and walked to Wu Maqiu, said solemnly, "I think your skills are not bad, and I want to give you two choices. First, your life is mine, be my servant; second, I will give you a chance to avenge your former lord, but I will kill you with my own hands. You can think about it slowly when you have a cup of tea. If you choose to commit suicide, I will bury you. It would be a waste if you follow a fool to bury it like this. Think about my words!"

With his hands behind his back, he turned away and lay on the big bluestone again to entertain himself. Wu Maqiu, who worshiped the strong, saw that Lin Zimo was the master worth following. After all, his killing decision was not slow, and he was indeed a man who made a difference and did great things. He was originally an orphan of this Qiang tribe and was raised by his predecessor.

Although he knew that his deceased master was not ambitious and weak, he had been following him to repay his father's upbringing. His master has been killed, and he understands that this clan will no longer exist. Wu Maqiu, who is not loyal, knows that he has come to this point, which is the result of his master's incompetence.

"You boy really hit shit and have a chance to follow Lord Lin." Baihu, who came over, smiled coldly and said, "Do you understand me, or do you think your martial arts are extraordinary? Damn, ignorant idiot. If you have a chance to enter the Wolf Tooth Guard, you will know what a well frog is. There are mountains outside the mountain, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are capable people outside.

Wu Maqiu, who was interested in being stimulated, was afraid of his own pain and said doubt, "Your words are not lying to me, are they?"

"Your boss is really cowardly. It's entirely your own fault for this end." Hundreds of households with cold eyes looked very unconvinced and said coldly, "Do you think I'm interested in talking nonsense with you? Everyone is a person who eats with knives. Just be happy, so that Lord Lin won't wait for a long time.

Wumaqiu, who had made up his mind, and the long knife in his hand, was led by Baihu. He slowly walked to Lin Zimo's side, knelt down and swore, "Wumaqiu, willing to be Lord Lin's most loyal servant in his life."

Lin Zimo, who didn't open his eyes, said lightly, "If you can't die, then go down and treat the wound. After you recover from your injury, someone will naturally come to assess your martial arts skills. If you unfortunately die under the knife, you will live a little more time. If you can pass, I will take your life."

Wu Maqiu, who is not stupid, immediately appeared in his mind the wolf tooth guard in the hundred households of officers and soldiers. Although he was hit several times, none of them were fatal or mutilated. Full of expectation, his face showed excitement and stopped talking, but prepared to retreat and find someone to bandage his wounds.

Hundreds of households that have not left asked for instructions in a regular manner: "Lord Lin, how to deal with those Qiang women and children?"

Lin Zimo, who wanted to try Wu Maqiu, took this excuse and casually said, "Wumaqiu, go and kill all your people to show your loyalty to me."

Wumaqiu, who once protected his master from the siege, killed nearly ten other Qiang men. At this time, he did not seem to hesitate and said, "I will kill whoever the master wants me to kill."

"They are not only your people, but also a group of unarmed women and children. Can you really do it?" Lin Zimo, who still didn't open his eyes, said lightly.

"Once the most loyal and fierce hound here sincerely recognizes its owner, it is bound to die. Whether it is to chase beasts or hunt similar species, it will have no hesitation. For the first time in his life, Wu Maqiu, who was willing to make up his mind to recognize the Lord, said seriously, "I am a hound like you."

Lin Zimo, with his eyes closed, not only listened to his vow, but also wanted to take a risk and test the authenticity, so he ordered his hundred households to say, "Go down first and leave the knife to him."

I don't trust this barbarian hundred households at all. As he took off the knife at his waist, he said, "Lord Lin, this..."

Lin Zimo, who was not going to listen to him, added, "You ask them all to withdraw."

Hundreds of households who dare not resist can't say much. After all, there have been examples before. He threw the knife in front of Wu Maqiu and slowly withdrew the brothers around him. At this time, Wu Maqiu only needs to pick up the knife on the ground and pull out the scabbard. He has a great chance of winning, or kill Lin Zimo, so as to avenge his former master and clan.

Lin Zimo, lying on the big blue stone, turned over and turned his back to him. Wu Maqiu looked directly at the long knife, and his heart muttered. After a while, he picked up the knife and suddenly stood up and pulled out the white blade without hesitation.