Chapter 315 Fighting against each other

The north wind swept up the wave-like coldness, and everyone was frightened outside the house.

On the ground, the Liao man curled up and moaned in great pain. His face was pale, and he could even see the continuous cold sweat.

With murderous eyes, he looked at those Liao people who stood still and dared not go forward. Wherever Yang Yanzhao's eyes went, the Liao people bowed their heads and dared not look at each other, and some even retreated back a few steps in fear.

Finally, the man who was kicked away by Yang Yanzhao was helped up by his men. His painful white face trembled slightly because of anger and resentment. He stared at Yang Yanzhao for a moment, broke free from the hands of the two soldiers, grabbed the long knife that fell aside and roared and rushed up.

"Do your own sins, you can't live."

Gently spit out such a sentence. Yang Yanzhao's tense body was like an arrow with a string. He rushed out quickly. Before everyone understood what was going on, he heard a sound, and the long knife with a cold light fell to the ground. After that, he saw that the burly body of the Liao people fell heavily like a kite with a broken line. On the masonry a few feet away.

Struggled, the general was still unable to get up in the end. Yang Yanzhao strode forward, and every step he took, the Liao soldiers around him retreated a few steps in fear.

This is what he looks like when he subdues people without fighting. Behind him, Wang Pin said secretly in his heart. Suddenly, he seemed to feel a flame in his body.

In a trance, the figure in front of him became tall and insurmountable.

When he was in a twe, Yang Yanzhao squatted down in front of him, picked up the black felt hat beside him with a smile and patted the mud stains on it with his hand. He whispered, "Today, I just want to let you know how to be in the future. Don't shout like this in the future. Isn't this unbredged, isn't it a disgrace to your master?"

With that, he got up and pouted at the Liao soldiers beside him, "I'm stunned. Why don't you help our general up?"

Hearing what he said, the Liao soldier, who had been stunned for a long time, actually helped up the general who spit blood in his mouth. Yang Yanzhao put the felt hat on his head and whispered, "Go back and tell your master that one day, I, Yang Jing, will take his head and let him come over by any means."

After saying this sentence, the general roared. Before his dancing hand reached out and touched Yang Yanzhao, he vomited another mouthful of blood and suddenly fainted. Seeing him like this, the remaining Liao soldiers naturally left with others.

I didn't go to see the retreating Liao soldiers. Turning his head, Yang Yanzhao hugged Wang Pin and others and said, "Thank you brothers. Later, I'll ask people to prepare some wine to warm everyone up."

Perhaps it was the first time to sweep away the prestige of the Liao soldiers. These soldiers seemed to be particularly excited, but Wang Pin was excited and had a trace of worry in his heart.

He stepped forward and whispered with Yang Yanzhao, "Your Excellency, these people are the subordinates of Brother Yelu Xiu, and now that Brother Yelu Xiu has learned that the adult has returned to Beijing, I'm afraid he will not give up. I hope you can make a plan as soon as possible."

With a grateful smile, Yang Yanzhao nod and said, "Thank you, Captain Wang. I already have a plan in my heart, but it's inevitable that Captain Wang can't do it."

Knowing that Yang Yanzhao already had a countermeasure, Wang Pin smiled happily and patted his chest and said, "What did the adults say? My subordinates and others were ordered to protect the adults. What's more, we have long seen that those Liao people are not happy. Today, adults are also for Wang Pin. I have a bad breath with your brothers, and now my heart is very comfortable.

When these words fell, there were countless echoes. They all smiled and thanked Yang Yanzhao. Seeing this scene, the latter couldn't help sighing secretly. It seemed that even if the Yelu royal family implemented the division of the north and south courtyards, it still could not change the inferior status of the Han people.

These men who have left their hometowns also have indelible blood, which may be very useful for him.

After saying a few words, Yang Yanzhao entered the room. Chen Moer guarded the door with a rabbit in her arms. When she saw him come in, she smiled. The left woman on one side was still rigid and didn't even want to look at him.

Touching Chen Moer's head, Yang Yanzhao directly ignored Zuo Po Sa and went straight to the study, but he did not forget to let Housekeeper Chen buy some wine to share food with the soldiers outside the yard.

Returning to the study and thinking about what had happened before, Yang Yanzhao understood that it would not be long before Brother Yelu Xiu would kill him. Thinking of this, his eyes were full of hatred.

I really want to cut him under the knife and relieve my hatred!

The chest is constantly undulating, and the breathing is getting heavier and heavier. The nails are deep in the palm of the hand, but I don't feel any pain.

"I can't kill him. I'm really unwilling!"

For a long time, Yang Yanzhao exhaled and said resentfully, forcibly suppressed the hatred in his heart. After all, now he has no extraordinary cultivation. Naturally, he can't kill Yelu Xiu in the capital and retreat all over his body. What's more, he is still placed by Ye Luming, a supreme master. I'm afraid there is a responsibility. If something changes, he will be subdued by the latter.

It seems that revenge still needs to be considered in the long-term, and it is even more important to make a good plan to return to the Song Dynasty.

As she was secretly calculating, she heard the rapid footsteps outside the house. Before long, she saw Chen Moer stumble and trotting in, with fear on her face, and even tears in her big eyes. Maybe she was too flustered. The rabbit in her arms was a little painful by her, and she danced her claws to get out.

Seeing her like this, Yang Yanzhao hurried forward and asked in a low voice full of concern, "What's going on?"

"Father, the yard is outside... A lot of people came, my father... No, Housekeeper Chen was arrested by them!"

Hearing the words, Yang Yanzhao hurriedly let Chen Moer stay in the study and walked out quickly. He really didn't expect Brother Yelu Xiu to come so fast. Thinking of meeting the enemy, his heart couldn't help but be a little faster.

As soon as he got to the yard, he heard a loud 'bang' sound. Zhu Men was knocked open. To be precise, it was smashed open. With the opening of the door, several figures fell into the yard, but it was the blue-faced housekeeper Chen, Wang Pin with blood in his mouth and his two men.

After that, a tall figure stood on the edge of the threshold. When he looked at Yang Yanzhao, his eyes suddenly widened, and the wireless hatred and murder ignited.

With a cold face, he stared at Yang Yanzhao. Yelu Xiu took out a long knife full of jewelry, gold and silver on the sheath shell handed over by the bodyguard around him, and threw a bright light into the warm sun of the three rods, making the dazzling light reflected on the bright knife surface.

Of course, this light can't cover the coldness of the long knife, nor can it stop the appalling murder in the eyes of the person holding the knife.

I don't know whether Brother Yelu Xiu only stared at Yang Yanzhao or deliberately did it. The long knife crossed the ground and made a harsh jingle.

The long knife was getting closer and closer, and the heavy breathing became louder and louder. Everyone raised their hearts and looked at Yang Yanzhao, who was standing in place.

Why does he still stand there quietly and don't move?

This calmness makes people a little panicked. Maybe it has been scared and stupid. The Liao soldiers who poured into the yard couldn't help speculate in their hearts, and also secretly despised and spit on Yang Yanzhao in their hearts. Isn't it so mysterious that they can only accept their fate in front of the king?

The long knife was lifted up when it was still a foot away from Yang Yanzhao. The cold blade was only facing his face. Brother Yelu Xiu, who held the knife, roared like a beast and rushed forward, and the tiger boots on his feet pedaled on the masonry.

"Your Excellency!"

"Father!"

Wang Pin and others, who were lying on the ground and were trampled by the Liao soldiers, couldn't help screaming. Behind them, Chen Mo'er also ran out. At this moment, his little face turned pale and stayed there. The rabbit in his arms jumped out, as if he was frightened by the murderous spirit, rushed to the corner of the side of the yard and hid in a pile of firewood. Medium.

"Bold, Brother Yelu Xiu, do you even dare to kill me!"

Just when everyone thought they were going to have a long knife stained with blood at the next moment, Yang Yanzhao, who had not moved, shouted, and then a token was taken out.

As soon as the token came out, the roaring knife stopped in mid-air, and on the other side, all the soldiers knelt on the ground, chanting some Liao scriptures.

It seems that the bet is right this time.

He was secretly relieved. Yang Yanzhao held the token and stared at Yelu Xiuge, who was still holding the knife. He couldn't help shouting angrily again, "What, do you want to do something to me, the 'Xiaoyao envoy' of the witch religion?"

Listening to this scolding, Brother Yelü Xiu's face was gloomy and scary, with dark clouds. It seemed that there would be a storm in an instant, and his hands holding a long knife were secretly grasping the handle.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Yelu Xiuge roared and chopped the long knife in mid-air again, with a suffocating chill, straight to Yang Yanzhao's face.

Thousands of thousands of knife light phantoms, like the surging river surging out, the murderous air is densely woven into a net, like a thousand feet flying all over the sky,

Seeing this situation, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but be shocked. He never thought that Brother Yelu Xiu would do such a thing. What's more, he didn't expect that the other party's knife method would be so fierce. The distance between the two was only one foot, and Brother Yelu Xiu suddenly made trouble. How could he take this move? Only one The donkey rolled and dodged to the right.

But as soon as he stopped his body, he felt a chill coming straight to his head. He was shouting badly, but he heard a rattle, and half of the knife fell at Yang Yanzhao's feet.

"Next time, there will be no mercy!"

The voice was still cold, like the frost that never faded on Zuo Po's face. The remaining half of the knife was held by her slender and white hand, which was on the neck of Brother Yelü Xiu, and traces of blood were faintly visible on the cold blade.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Brother Yelu Xiu stared at Zuo Posha and Yang Yanzhao fiercely. He clenched his fists tightly, and the blue veins on his neck burst out, making the blood color on the blade more and more obvious.

"Oh, oh, what's wrong, but it scared the villain!"

With a shrill voice of fear, Yang Yanzhao turned his head and saw that Zhang Dequan, the servant in the palace, turned pale and came in tremblingly.

Obviously, he did not expect that there would be such a big scene in this small courtyard, but at least he had been crawling and rolling in the palace for many years. Zhang Dequan still had some eyesight. He stepped forward and bent down to Zuo Po, "The little man has seen the saint."

After Zuo Posah hummed gently, he saluted Brother Yelu Xiu with a knife around his neck. Then he nodded to Yang Yanzhao, and then said, "Lord Yang, I called you into the palace and specially asked the little one to lead the way."

Since Ye Lvxian wanted to see him, of course Yang Yanzhao wanted to go, so he nodded and said, "It's your help, Mr. Zhang."

After saying that, Yang Yanzhao walked out, but Zhang Dequan was stunned. He looked at Zuo Poshan and Yelu Xiu. He opened his mouth, but said nothing. He saluted the two again and trotted and chased out.