I don't want to be king

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Bao Kui suddenly raised his voice, "If you dare to insult the lord's reputation again, even if I lose, I will fight to the death!"

"Oh?"

The man in white sneered, "He's a good slave."

"Listen to orders!"

Bao Kui jumped over Zhang Mian and shouted, "No!"

After all, Zhang Mian is an outsider, so he can ignore the prince's reputation!

However, as a guard of the palace, if he doesn't care about the reputation of the prince, what face will he have to face the world!

"war!"

The roar from behind resounded through the sky!

"I didn't expect there to be so many third-ranks, but I underestimated that waste prince,"

The man in white continued, "Although it is troublesome, I can keep you all here."

Suddenly, a torch was lit at the foot of the mountain.

"Dodge arrows!"

After Zhang Mian yelled, a burst of bows and arrows flew past him.

"kill!"

With red eyes, Zhang Mian was the first to rush towards the man in white.

He knew that there was no way out!

"kill!"

Bao Kui followed closely behind, and the two rushed towards the man in white at the same time.

Another round of random arrows came from the foot of the mountain, and a group of officers and soldiers swung their swords and swords to chop off the arrowheads, and all of them slashed at the bandits rushing down the mountain.

"It's just you?"

When the man in white waited for Zhang Mian to arrive, he had already seen the gleaming sword and gently swung his sleeves.

As soon as Zhang Mian raised his knife, he was ready to go all out. He slashed straight at the opponent's forehead. Unexpectedly, the opponent swept it away and landed on the ground, vomiting blood profusely!

"Nine grades!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Bao Kui who had landed next to him, already in a coma, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"You'd better catch him without a fight, and save your life in vain."

The white-clothed man watched a dozen officers and soldiers coming forward with their swords raised, darting around among the swords, and knocking them down one by one after a while.

Then one pile after another pounced on.

Seeing his brothers fall to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead, Zhang Mian's eyes were red and bleeding!

Looking back at the foot of the mountain, the fight is still in full swing.

After all, he felt something was wrong, he had three ranks under his hands!

How could it be possible to fall into a stalemate with the thief!

"Enough!"

Faced with the officers and soldiers who were besieging them, the man in white suddenly became a little impatient, and his moves became more and more fierce.

"I fought with you!"

Zhang Mian gritted his teeth and stood up, about to charge forward again, but suddenly saw a sword light sweeping towards him.

"It seems to be enough."

Zhang Mian then heard a familiar lazy voice: Ye Qiu.

Then he saw the three and the first swordsman.

Sandwiched between him and the man in white.

This time, the man in white had no choice but to move in the face of Ye Qiu's sword, and fell from one tree to another in an instant.

With a click, the original crown of the tree was cut off and fell directly to the ground.

I heard Ye Qiu say, "After all, you guys are useless, otherwise I wouldn't have to come out. I haven't used swords for a long time."

"Thank you, Young Master Ye."

Zhang Mian stood up unsteadily, and saluted Ye Qiu, "I don't know why Mr. Ye is here."

"The manager is practicing in closed doors, don't worry about you,"

Ye Qiu said angrily, "Otherwise, do you think I'd like to come?"

"Let the young master bother."

Zhang Mian clutched his chest, still vomiting blood non-stop.

Seeing that his brothers were fighting with the bandits rushing down the mountain, he couldn't bear to think about it, so he picked up the knife and charged into the bandits again.

"Who are you?"

The man in white looked at Ye Qiu who was dressed by Xiao Si, tilted his head and said, "Tang Que at the Batang Gate, do you want to be my enemy?"

"So what?"

Ye Qiu said indifferently, "Whoever insults the prince will die!"

He repeated Hong Ying's words exactly.

If Hong Ying knew that the other party was not dead, he would have to die.

That's for sure.

Therefore, this time he swung his sword, and he didn't keep any back moves.

Tang Que stepped back, and along with him were rolling trees, all of which fell in the direction of his retreat one by one.

"It's been ten years since no one can make me draw a knife. You are the first one, very good!"

As soon as Ye Qiu's sword was gone, Tang Que finally drew the knife on his back.

The waning moon lightens the edge of the goblet, and the dawn of the forest rises in the distance.

The light shoots the sky and the earth, and Lei Teng can't rush.

Zhang Mian and others, including the bandits from the mountain, were all dumbfounded.

When they came back to their senses, they could no longer see Tang Que and Ye Qiu.

In the darkness, more and more thieves rushed over.

Wang Tuozi came over and said, "My lord, no, there are at least five or six thousand thieves!

And damn it, there are still many good players! "

Even a fool would know that they were ambushed.

"Quickly inform Chen Xinluo and others to come to help!"

Zhang Mian was startled, unlike the rogues he met before, all the thugs in front of him were not afraid of death!

Even for the third rank, it is still powerless to face dozens of gangsters' chaotic knives by one person. Zhang Mian watched one brother after another fall with his own eyes.

Zhang Mian was fighting endlessly with the seven or eight enemy bandits who were attacking. With a loud roar, he leaped with all his strength, took the opportunity to jump out of the circle, and turned his head and said angrily, "Retreat!"

There are many thieves, and there is no shortage of good players. To deal with five or six thousand well-trained enemy bandits, it is basically a fool's dream to win!

"Yes!"

Those who responded to Zhang Mian's order were weak.

Each tried their best to carry the unconscious or injured companions around them.

They also don't understand why there are so many good players among the enemy bandits!

At the back of Zhang Mian's palace, when the retreat was almost done, he picked up Bao Kui, who had been silent all this time, and strode back the same way.

There are enemy bandits behind them, and while they are on their way, they rely on the terrain to resist.

On the third day, Chen Xinluo led more than [-] reinforcements and finally ushered in.

The enemy bandits seemed to have received the news in advance, facing more than [-] officers and soldiers, they had already retreated halfway.

Zhang Mian and others counted the casualties, all of them were injured, and more than a hundred people were seriously injured and died one after another.

Even Zhu Rourong, who escaped, was crying so hard that he couldn't say a word. Many officers and soldiers who died were all his regular customers, and they were very familiar with him.

For a while, the team of nearly 3 people was gloomy.

"We have 3 people, so what else can we be afraid of?"

Li Sanniang had a pretty face, but she couldn't help crying loudly after all.

"Brothers work together, so naturally you are not afraid of anything,"

After Chen Xinluo finished speaking with hatred, she looked at Zhang Mian who was lying on the carriage and said, "Master Zhang, you should take the injured brother home first.

I swear I won't go back if I don't break through Daxi City! "

Zhang Mian sighed, nodded in agreement, and was escorted back to Baiyun City by more than a thousand people.

Chen Xinluo continued to bring nearly 3 people, regardless of the difficulties and obstacles, and continued towards Daxi City.

It was the summer harvest in Baiyun City, and it was a busy scene. Suddenly seeing the dejected team in front of them, and the flies surrounded by the stinking corpses on the carriage, they all fell into a daze.

One pass one, ten pass one hundred, more and more people gathered on both sides of the road.

Some family members who participated in the suppression of the bandits ran back and forth on both sides of the road, shouting their names loudly, and some laughed loudly, laughing more and more presumptuously.

In the end, there were some who cried, and more and more crying.

"Why is this..."

Scorching sun.

The rotting corpses stink already.

But Lin Yi stood in front of the carriage and did not move.

"Conviction of humiliation!"

Bao Kui was unconscious, and Zhang Mian was the only one who could kneel and talk, but his body was covered in blood and his spirit was listless.

"Didn't it say that the third grade is more powerful!"

Lin Yi's face was gloomy, he wanted to cry but suddenly couldn't cry, more than a hundred lives were lost just like that!Many of them fell into the mountain stream with no bones left!

"My lord's condolences!"

Seeing Lin Yi like this, Qi Peng was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

"Don't you claim to be well-informed?"

Lin Yi looked at Qi Peng, "Why don't you know that there are nine ranks in Daxi City?

Damn Tang Que?

Still a person from Jizhao Temple! "

"capital offense!"

Qi Peng crawled directly from the wheelchair to the ground, with his face on the ground, and his knees were unable to support him to kneel up.

"Get up, don't act like it's for me,"

Lin Yi waved at Pan Duo, motioning for him to help Qi Peng get up, "Actually, I was the one who made the most mistakes, and killed so many people!"

He has no face to blame others.

"My lord..."