I started as an exile, and I relied on space to support my family of loyal heroes.

"You..." Shi Qiang glared at Cong Chongqiu angrily.

The words "shame on you" burned in my mouth, but I couldn't say them out loud.

The old patriarch looked at the two people who persisted, frowned and glanced at the assassins around him.

Seeing that Cong Chongqiu refused to give in, he thought that he probably didn't notice anything wrong with the wine.

The most important thing now is to coax Cong Chongqiu into drinking the poisoned wine, and let the assassins go out for a while, which is no problem.

Cong Chongqiu would not suddenly attack him. After Cong Chongqiu drank the poisoned wine, he would not have the ability to attack him again.

After the old patriarch thought carefully, he waved his hand at the dead soldiers.

"You guys go wait outside the tent."

"Yes." The assassins walked out of the tent very decisively.

They are well-trained assassins, and the first requirement is to learn to obey orders.

If their master tells them to go out, then they just go out.

Shi Qiang was startled when he saw that the old patriarch actually let his assassins go.

Damn it, does he have to kneel today?

Shi Qiang was extremely conflicted and wanted to kill Cong Chongqiu to the extreme.

After watching the assassins leave, the old patriarch turned around and looked at Shi Qiang with a slightly threatening look.

"General Shi, if you want to apologize, you should look like you are apologizing. If you owe it to the soldiers, you should apologize sincerely."

As he spoke, the old patriarch walked to Shi Qiang with his hands behind his back and put one hand on Shi Qiang's shoulder.

"Drink this cup of apology wine, and then clink glasses with General Cong, and this matter will be over..."

Shi Qiang gritted his teeth and looked back at Cong Chongqiu.

"Okay!!! I kneel!"

After saying that, Shi Qiang turned around and knelt towards the west with his back to Cong Chongqiu. He didn't want to kneel down in front of Cong Chongqiu and let Cong Chongqiu take advantage of him before he died.

At this time, the old patriarch also turned his back to Cong Chongqiu, put one hand on Shi Qiang's shoulder, gently squeezed it twice, and signaled him to stay steady.

Cong Chongqiu's eyes lit up, and without hesitation he took a quick step behind the two men.

The old patriarch felt as if someone was coming from behind. Just as he was about to turn around, he felt a pain in his neck. Then he fainted without even having time to shout out.

Shi Qiang, who had just knelt down with a wine glass in his hand angrily, saw a shadow falling in front of him.

When he turned around, he saw the old patriarch was knocked unconscious by Cong Chongqiu's knife.

Shi Qiang's pupils trembled in shock. He opened his mouth to shout, but Cong Chongqiu's other hand had already chopped his neck.

He instantly felt a sharp pain in his neck and rolled to the ground.

He was not as useless as the old patriarch who was knocked down in an instant.

The moment the old patriarch fell, Cong Chongqiu raised his toes to support the old patriarch's fallen body, then he retracted his feet, and the old patriarch fell to the ground without making any sound.

All this happened in just one or two seconds.

The moment Shi Qiang rolled out, Cong Chongqiu had already let go of the old patriarch and chased after Shi Qiang.

Just as Shi Qiang stood up and was about to shout, a fist as big as a sandbag was thrust in front of him.

Shi Qiang's pupils trembled and his head tilted back, and he didn't have time to make any sound in his throat.

Cong Chongqiu pressed forward step by step, leaving Shi Qiang no time to even breathe.

Just when Shi Qiang finally got the chance to catch his breath, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"what!!!"

Shi Qiang lowered his eyes and saw that Cong Chongqiu's fist had become a dagger.

The dagger pierced his left chest accurately.

The severe pain in his heart made Shi Qiang's expression extremely distorted.

He let out a scream of pain, quickly lost consciousness, and fell straight down.

Shi Qiang's screams attracted the attention of the assassins outside the tent.

The four most trusted warriors of the old patriarch frowned and shouted,

"Owner!!?"

However, there was no response from the old patriarch in the tent.

The assassins looked at each other, frowned, and immediately opened the tent and rushed forward.

At this time, Cong Chongqiu had already knocked down Shi Qiang and rushed back to the old patriarch.

As soon as Cong Chongqiu pulled the old patriarch up and grabbed his neck, the assassins rushed in.

"You are courting death if you dare to touch my master!!"

The assassins glared at Cong Chongqiu, showing no intention of retreating.

They have followed the Wu Ma family for so many years, and no one in the imperial city disrespects them.

Even if they saw the empress, they didn't have to kneel down. They didn't take a mere border general seriously.

"Stand back, if you take another step forward, your master's life will be in danger."

Cong Chongqiu grabbed the old patriarch by the neck and glared at the group of assassins.

Of course, he hoped to use the old patriarch's life to threaten these assassins.

However, judging from the current situation, he did not see any intention of retreat in the eyes of these assassins.

We can only prepare for the worst.

"Let my master go, or you will die without a burial place!!"

The assassins simply ignored Cong Chongqiu's words. They didn't believe that Cong Chongqiu dared to kill the old patriarch.

The status of the Wuma family in the Xiliang Kingdom is comparable to that of an empress. Who dares to touch the ruler of a country? Is this a rebellion?

Not only did the assassins show no intention of retreating, they even took a few steps forward.

Cong Chongqiu frowned, pinched the old patriarch's hand hard, and pinched the unconscious old patriarch so hard that he twitched.

When the dead soldiers saw the old patriarch's painful expression, they roared loudly.

"Be bold!"

Several assassins suddenly rushed towards Cong Chongqiu, trying to rescue the old patriarch.

Their mission is to protect the old patriarch, and there is absolutely no reason to compromise.

Cong Chongqiu's heart sank when he saw the assassins rushing towards him.

Damn it, these damn assassins really don't pose any threat at all.

However, Cong Chongqiu had the old clan leader by his side, so this group of assassins were restricted in their fight.

Cong Chongqiu directly held the old patriarch's neck as a shield. Not only did the assassins fail to hurt him, he also hurt the assassins several times.

At this time, the assassins who had been lying in ambush around the tent early in the morning also heard the noise inside the tent.

Just as they were about to carefully surround the tent, they saw the area around the tent suddenly light up.

The torches that suddenly appeared illuminated the area around the tent brightly.

Just as this group of assassins were about to blink, a rain of arrows whizzed towards them.

No matter how powerful the assassins are, they cannot withstand such dense arrows.

But in just a few breaths, more than half of the assassins were knocked down.

At this time, the rain of arrows showed no sign of stopping, as if the arrows would never stop.

Shi Qiang's tent was pierced by arrows and turned into a giant hedgehog...

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