Heartbreaker

Barbara once said that Lame and I had the worst wine of all.They are both vicious and insane, just like two mad dogs jumping and jumping, echoing each other to cause harm to the world.

I hardly ever let myself get drunk because I can't remember much when I'm hungover.This is the bottom line, I don't allow memory voids in my head that I can't control.The crippled Laiger drank like hell, and he always got drunk every time. He liked to put on a drunken greasy face to harm girls.

But this time, I clearly knew that he was not drunk.His double hammers split the smoky air like two thunderbolts.It was not easy to resist his attack with a bone-cutting knife. Although the cripple had lost one leg, the remaining leg was as solid as a rock, not to mention that he was the strongest among the three brothers. In terms of arm strength, even Eminem was slightly weaker. A little bit - I guess it's all due to the characteristic of this cripple who doesn't want to die.While roaring with his mouth crooked, he viciously smashed my blade with a pair of hammers, comparable to the frequency of hailstones hitting the ground.

"This hammer hits you for your ingratitude!" He roared, the hammer swiped in the air and hit my left shoulder, and I dodged sideways.I turned and kicked him, and his good leg was like a stake in the dirt, keeping him motionless.

"Yo heh, I'm so ungrateful to you! What are you?! I let a fool like you live to this day, you should be fucking grateful!" I yelled, swiping my knife around him to dodge, Deliberately stumbling around him with his feet.The cripple's face turned more than ten colors from my anger.It's easy to go up against the crippled, because they are easily provoked and show their weaknesses, especially the crippled.

"You didn't know what to do with that blow, damn it, you thought you were a king!" cried Lame Reig, his voice cracked, as if killing me was a supremely good deed.I held his hammer with the knife, and my palms felt numb, as if struck by a bolt of lightning.The attendants around shouted in surprise, for fear that their king's head would be smashed.I decided not to spend any more time with this cripple, and kicked his useless leg somewhere, causing him to let out a terrible howl!

"It's not that I thought, but that I am the great King of Wanjiang." I sneered in his cry, "Who the hell doesn't know what's good, Raig the Stable Master?"

His calf twitched in pain, I laughed out loud, and kicked that spot again, frantically swung the knife and slammed at his hammer, even pointed the blade at his thigh, threatening to cut it off at the root.After being kicked to a stubborn illness, his face was ashen, and he was kicked to the ground by me-his fall meant that the victory was over.I opened my eyes excitedly and laughed wildly. The laughter was sharp and piercing, and my pupils were bloodshot.Seeing my appearance, the others didn't dare to step forward. I stepped on his side with one foot, stepped on his chest with the other, and said with a smile, "What did I say before, the stable master?" ? If you can answer, the benevolent king may consider to spare your life."

"Ah bah!" The cripple grinned and cursed, "You are a benevolent king, you are a fart! Quack quack, kill me if you have the ability, and I will not let you go even if I turn into a ghost, little thief king! I'll see how long you can sit on the chair, I'll keep my eyes open to see how hell you go!"

With a bang, at the same time that my blade stabbed Reiger's chest, a meteor hammer slammed towards me, knocking my knife flying.I caught a glimpse of the reddened face of the broken-arm E-Mu, and even the veins on his neck collapsed.He squeezed a sentence out of his teeth, "You dare to kill my elder brother, I'll fuck you forever, Lemon Bone Spur..."

I immediately punched the cripple.With a ghostly scream, the broken-arm E'mu swung the chain hammer so loudly that even the airflow was hit with several sparks.I jumped aside, quickly picked up my knife, and threw myself at the cripple with few arms.He wrapped his long chain hammer around my knife and grabbed me.The two of us dropped our weapons and began to fight with our bare hands.This crippled arm is really not covered, so I got slapped by him, nosebleeds splattered immediately, and I became dizzy.I beat his pig face until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and I twisted his shoulder hard, dislocating his other arm.Aha, wringing an ingot out of the water couldn't be more difficult than that.

Accompanied by the pain of the broken arm Emu, I heard the cursing and roaring of the crippled leg, "Ai Er, just stand there and watch, watch carefully!"

I got up and looked at Ai Er, my eyes were swollen with pain, but I was still staring at him, wishing I could turn my gaze into two sharp iron hooks.Dust stained my clothes, my hands were thickly covered with charcoal, and the blind, one-eyed man stood in front of the charred stable, his head bowed in a pile of ashes.

After a long time, I saw him throw away the saber at his waist, and slowly raise the pointed hammer amidst the silence of the crowd and the curses of his two brothers.

So he used the sword before?Isn't his weapon a pointed hammer designed to poke people's eyes? — That was my first thought.

"No one is allowed to come forward, I want to have a private meeting with this blind man." I said calmly, feeling the flame in my heart go out little by little, but turned into a coldness that went deeper into my heart.

"I always thought you were the sensible one among the three brothers, Irre." I rarely said nonsense, "You've disappointed me so much."

"Sorry, Your Majesty." He looked at me with those deep and dark eyes. Even though the depths of his pupils were calm and calm, like stagnant water, I could still feel the unfathomable power.

"This will be the last time I will raise the hammer in front of you." He gripped the handle of the hammer tightly and said in a deep voice, "After this time, if you are still angry, I beg you to execute me alone and spare my brother If you are merciful and spare three of our lives, I will be very grateful."

"There's no need to say any more." I sneered, "Let's do it, Ai Er."

****

I was wandering outside, and the experience of several years of culling in the bloody storm taught me that any battle must be won and lost, and you must not leave yourself with future troubles.

I finally made an exception, it doesn't feel good to slap myself in the face.

It has been five or six days since Fallows led the Winter Ting Army to set off. Every day, ravens fly to my window sill with messages. , and some greetings from Luo.I lay prone on the mahogany table, buried in a pile of paper scrolls, read the information dazzledly, made the next plan for the Legion's reference, and didn't have a good night's sleep for several days.

The summary of the battle situation was satisfactory, the secrets of the march were as expected, and I swallowed all the notes with greetings written by Luo.I don't know what's wrong with me, the idiot writes nothing more than "don't worry" and "rest" crap, but I just chew and swallow one by one, staring out the window at the dark sky, feeling Chewed confetti burned to ashes by the fire in my belly.One day I even brought a lyre and fiddled with it, which almost scared the servants outside the door to death. Looking at the king's eyes was like seeing a schizophrenic lunatic.

Richard the Foreign Secretary went out of his way to please me like a wagging pug dog.I don't have any impression of him, but I think he is a bald wimp who always talks sweetly, wishing to blow his little credit to the bottom of five layers of cowhide.He was not the former foreign minister of the Wanjiang Empire. He probably died in the war, so such a fool took over.

Today, too, the bald man moved himself to tears as he spoke, "Your Majesty, under your rule, the Wanjiang Empire will surely reach its peak again! You are young and promising, and you became a king at the age of 15. Your future is bound to be limitless." It is a great honor for me to be your foreign minister, Richard Olliting, and I feel the glory of God showering on this desolate and lonely city of vultures every day, making it look new and full of vitality! As long as it is your order in the future , I will do my best and follow to the death!"

I smiled and let him go.

Besides, the Minister has been persistent in letting his stupid girl Demier into my bedroom.One day when I went back to my room to rest, I didn't expect this silly woman to lie naked on the bed, coyly and boldly winking at me.

I was a little excited that day, so I asked her to climb out of my bed and get dressed.She did so tremblingly, and squeezed out a decent smile.I pressed her on the carved wood at the head of the bed, swayed a cold dagger, cut her dark green silk dress into neat rags with a smile, put my fingers into the gap, and pinched her hard skin.

In the end, this woman howled like a pig, which made me lose all desire, so I could only laugh and let her go.

The one and only note I wrote to Lo said succinctly: "Come back soon, I want to fuck|you." Then he didn't reply, tsk.

****

The three crippled brothers are going to leave Wangcheng after all and go to the lower city.Although I said that I don't blame the lame Reiger, it hurts the eyes to stay around.What's more, the broken-arm Emu who used to talk to me cheerfully was also silent, and just followed the dead cripple wholeheartedly, like a dog that comes and goes when it is called.

Oh, let's go.It doesn't matter if you leave, anyway, they are all annoying waste, more than enough to succeed, more than nothing to do, one less is one.

Facing the silver-white moonlight and the vast stars, I stroked a sharp long sword from the blade to the scabbard.The cold moon is like a piece of round and pale nails, piercing the night sky and deeply embedded in it, refracting the milk-colored halo on the sword body, covering it with soft brilliance.I swiped a few times casually, feeling the lightness of the sword and the blunt knife.This is still a sword that has not been sharpened, its buzzing sound is like the sound of a smart piano, unlike the heavy and clumsy bone cutting knife that shouts blood and killing.

"It's late at night, you are really in a good mood, Your Majesty."

I stopped my sword-swinging arm, turned around and saw the one-eyed Ai Er standing quietly in the shadow of the moonlight, looking at me from a distance, like a tired and vicissitudes of life statue.I stayed where I was, so he approached slowly, knelt down on one knee, and said, "I have always wanted to thank you for your generosity for letting us three sinners go, but there are too many things these days, so I can only take advantage of it tonight." Farewell to you one last time."

"Fart your mother, speak human words to me, you blind bastard." I said calmly, feeling my palms trembling, and laughed, "Isn't it fun to put on a pose with me?"

He smiled lightly, "It's not just putting on airs, it's the etiquette that should be given to a noble king."

I said, "I handed over the Godhunters to you, and you just ran down the city with that cripple?"

"His Majesty……"

I took a step forward, grabbed him by the collar, pulled him off the ground, and said viciously, "Say it! I hand over the army to you, and you are pointing at me with a pointed hammer! I only say let your bastard The elder brother left, but he didn’t let him pack you and Eminem away! You guys, you didn’t wait for the cripple to mess around, but you threw everything away and followed! Are your lives so cheap? !"

My roar echoed under the quiet moonlight, and the one-eyed Ai Er let me grab and vent my anger, and the deep pupils were as pale as an ancient well.I threw him away angrily, and chopped a rock randomly with my sword, making countless harsh and noisy sounds, ruining the tranquility of the moonlit night.

After a long time, I heard Ai Er whisper, "I'm sorry...Lemon."

I clenched my fists, feeling the brains under my skull boiling and churning, dull and dull like lead water.He slowly approached me, picked up the sword that I threw aside, looked at me and said, "That's not how swords are used, do you want to know more?"

"Okay!"

I roared.The blades met, and I slashed wildly at his raised sword, which was more like pure venting of anger than a contest.Ai Er guided my sword edge with ease, drawing out my anger bit by bit from the ferocious sword move.I was not good at swordsmanship since I was a child, and because of Ai Rong, I even had an indelible hatred for swords.But I have an unspeakable longing for the sword, because it is my weakness, and it is also honor, nobility, and decency, everything that was difficult for me to get.

"Don't be distracted, look at your feet."

Ai Er reminded me, meeting my eyes under the silver blade.Whenever I pierced his pupils with my fiery eyes, he would engulf everything with his eyes like an abyss.I can't beat him, I know that.I can aggressively kick his crippled brother down, and beat his second brother with a broken arm aggressively, but I can't beat him.I remember how his pointed hammer pierced through the gaps in my knife skills, stopped it just above the bridge of my nose, and stopped the attack.

Then he said calmly, "I lost, Your Majesty."

At that moment I suddenly wanted to kill him, more than I wanted to kill Lame Raig.

I don't know how long it took, I leaned on the sword, sweat condensed on the tip of my hair, reflecting the splendor of the stars.Ai Er was still standing not far from me, staring at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking, and just said lightly, "I'm very glad to meet you, Lemon...I'm really happy."

I said, "Don't be fucking sensational all of a sudden, you disgust me."

He turned his head and stared at me, put the sword back into its scabbard, and handed it to me.I took the sword and said, "Maybe you don't know, in Tattoo Castle..."

He listened to me quietly, I raised my head, looked at his sharp and sharp face, and said, "When I first saw the 'Blood of Christ', the holy sword of the Silver Scale Knight... the candidate I thought of ,It's you."

He stood still for a while, and suddenly there was a tiny crack on that face, like frost lines on a glacier, so thin that it was almost invisible.He turned his back to the moonlight, and the blurred shadow obscured his expression, but I seemed to be able to see it.The faint, surprised, fleeting joy and sadness on his face.

"I didn't expect..." He whispered, his voice seemed to be rolling and choking, like a dying person who finally heard the call from heaven after praying hard.

"Thank you, Lemon."

What happened after that, I don't really remember, probably even I thought it was an insignificant memory, so I simply erased it.I only remember the way Ai Er looked at me at the end. It was the same as the first time, as if we had never met, as if we had known each other for a long time. All grievances and grievances formed a simple circle, empty and tasteless, but still unbreakable.

In this way, a few days after the three crippled brothers left Wangcheng, I, along with Vulture City, ushered in the victory of the Winter Ting Army.

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