The prince is very fierce

After leaving Qiufeng Town, there is an endless snowfield ahead.

There are no landmarks in the wilderness. The only things that can be used to identify the road are the corpses on the snow. There are people, horses, and wolves. Some of them have freshly frozen blood, and some are half buried under the snow, with only a few bones showing.

On both sides of the road, wolves were wandering in groups, howling low in the wind and snow, staring at the slow-moving pony carriage with bloodthirsty eyes. From time to time, wild wolves came nearby to test, and after seeing the weapons on the carriage, they quietly retreated. Follow patiently and wait for the opportunity.

Perhaps even the wolf knew that such a lonely little carriage would not survive long in the wilderness.

Xu Buling drove the carriage an unknown distance north. It wasn't until the wind and snow stopped and the stars lit up that he stopped on the endless snowfield.

The cold winter in Mobei is only white, and not a single tree or mountain can be seen. All that can be seen is the boundless sky and earth, and the vast silence.

Xu Buring jumped off the carriage, took out the iron pot and dry firewood from the back, dug a small hole in the frozen soil, and melted the snow to heat hot water.

Cui Xiaowan was wrapped in a fox fur and sat outside the carriage. She raised her eyes and looked at the starry sky within reach. The stars were reflected in her eyes, making it difficult to tell whether the starry sky was more beautiful or the person looking up at the starry sky was more beautiful.

After looking at it for a moment, Cui Xiaowan turned her gaze back and said doubtfully:

"Why haven't the robbers come yet? Are they lost?"

The two of them ran from Dayue to Northern Qi, and there was a chaotic fighting area. It was impossible not to encounter some unsighted bandits on the way. Naturally, the result was that Xu Bu Ling's sword was lifted up, and the world was saved from a few disasters.

Cui Xiaowan has a somewhat special personality. She regards life and death as the blooming and declining of trees and flowers. She likes to let nature take its course and dislikes fighting and killing between people. However, Cui Xiaowan is also sensible and will not avoid fighting and killing when it cannot be avoided. , and also liked watching Xu Buling get rid of those evil people who caused harm to others, just like pulling out weeds in a flower bed.

Xu Buling whistled softly, and the little sparrow that had been flying all the way fell from the sky. With the slightest noise in the wind, he chirped to alert the horse bandits to their location, and then got into the carriage.

Xu Buling stood up, picked up the shovel from his side, started digging a hole in the snow, and said with a smile:

"You go first into the carriage and hide. The beating and killing are too bloody. It's not good for my daughter's family to see."

Cui Xiaowan held the carriage with her hands, gently swayed her skirt, shook her head and said:

"Just be gentle and you'll be fine soon. Finish it in two or three times, then dig a hole and bury it. Then we can eat and sleep early. We have to leave early tomorrow. Are you going to inquire about the Dongyue envoy?" Well, don’t delay your business by just traveling with me.”

"I know."

Within two words, the sound of horse hooves could be heard from the snowfield behind.

Six fast horses surrounded them from behind. The man on the horse was holding a simple knife and wrapped in a large animal skin coat. He exuded a strong aura. He could take over the job in Qiufeng Town, so he obviously had some skills. At this time, the horse bandits all covered their faces with black scarves. They shouted and shouted along the way and sprinted to the carriage at full speed. They circled around the carriage and glanced at the strange men and women on and off the carriage.

The boss of the horse bandits wielded two swords and was quite burly. When he saw Cui Xiaowan wrapped in a fox fur on the carriage, he was slightly stunned. After looking at it twice, he focused on the red fox fur worth thousands of gold. Go up and say:

"You're still a fat sheep. Boy, you're not going to have to drink the wine as a penalty. If you spend some money in town to hire a few of our brothers, according to the rules of the world, you won't touch the employer even a penny. Now that you're in the wilderness, you But there’s no chance…”

Xu Buling used a shovel to dig a big hole for six people to lie down, as if he had never heard of it.

Cui Xiaowan came here and had experienced it many times. At this time, she looked at the boss of the horse bandits and pointed to the hole in the ground:

"Hey, wait until he digs the hole before you start. It will be easier to bury it later."

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The six horse bandits circling around were confused. The leader of the horse bandits frowned and muttered: "It turns out he is a fool. It's a pity that he can't buy it at a good price."

Perhaps because he thought there was something wrong with these two people, the bandit boss turned his attention to Xu Buling again:

"Boy, there's no need for you to dig a hole yourself. I really want to be buried in the ground. Call me grandpa, and I will bury you. Remember to be smarter in the next life."

Xu Bu Ling dug a hole seriously and ignored him. After all, there was no need to waste time with the dead.

"Hey--"

The six horse bandits were also annoyed. After wandering in the wilderness for so long, this was the first time they had seen such short-sighted people.

The weather was too cold, and the bandit boss was in a hurry to go to town. He had no time to wait for Xu Buling to slowly dig a hole. He immediately raised his knife and struck Xu Buling in the back.

Although there was strength in numbers, the leader of the bandits was also an old man. To prevent his ship from capsizing in the ditch, his moves were very conservative, leaving a lot of room for retreat to prevent him from kicking the iron plate and being counterattacked.

Xu Buling gripped the shovel tightly, preparing to slap the head of the horse bandit behind him into a rotten watermelon with his backhand. But before Xu Buling took action, the sound of breaking wind suddenly came from the distance, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a knife whirling out of the night.

The blade is long and slender, the handle is dark, and it is as fast as a meteor, almost at the same time as the sound of breaking wind.

Xu Buling narrowed his eyes slightly, looked a little more serious, and stopped waving the shovel.

The reaction of the six horse bandits was much slower. After hearing the sound of breaking wind, the leader of the horse bandits changed his face slightly. Before he could duck to avoid it, the sharp blade swiped past the right hand holding the knife.

Cha——

The knife sliced ​​through the arm without any obstruction.

Blood splattered in the night, and a thick arm fell to the snow.

Before the leader of the horse bandits could scream, the scimitar had already flown over the side of the carriage and chopped off the chest of a horse bandit behind him.

The huge force directly chopped the unprepared horse bandit off his horse.

"Ah--"

The shrill scream sounded in the night wind, and the half of the horse bandit leader's right arm was bleeding like a spring. He turned around and wanted to run away on his horse.

The bloody scene made Cui Xiaowan, who had a mysophobia, shrink her neck, and quickly fell back and flipped into the carriage, not forgetting to close the door.

"Who!"

"Who!"

The five horse bandits were in a mess. Just by this knife, they knew that they had encountered a certain hero in the northern frontier. The horse bandit leader even recognized the flying knife. Not long ago, he had seen it in Qiufeng Town, hanging on the waist of a young swordsman.

"Run!"

The horse bandit leader was also a man. He endured the pain of a broken arm and ran towards Qiufeng Town with his horse's belly.

It's just that within a short distance, the best horse in the world can't match the instantaneous explosive power of a warrior who has reached the peak.

In the direction where the knife flew, a figure wearing a bamboo hat appeared. His body was like a falcon wandering on the snowy plain, swift and light, leaving no trace on the snow, and making no sound, but in the blink of an eye, he was near the carriage.

Xu Buling's eyes showed some admiration. Apart from anything else, this body movement is definitely at the level of a master. If it was an assassin, he would probably be scared by a sneak attack.

The young swordsman obviously not only has outstanding body movement, but also outstanding killing methods.

The biggest difference between the warriors of Northern Qi and the warriors of the Central Plains is the smell of blood on their bodies.

The warriors of the Central Plains value rules and seniority, and they also pay attention to "stopping at the right time" when competing and sparring. They generally don't show their killing moves unless they have to. Under the absolute dominance of the government, there are not so many people who can be killed indiscriminately.

The warriors of Northern Qi were different. They were driven out of the Central Plains sixty years ago and faced endless banditry in the wild land. The young generation of warriors grew up through killing, just like raising a Gu, using the blood of others to raise the sword in their hearts.

This method is inhumane, but it is obviously in line with martial arts, because martial arts are killing skills; only by fighting for life and death in desperate situations can you improve with half the effort. If you rely on just enough competition, you will never reach the peak in your life.

There are very few top warriors in Northern Qi, but the warriors who can kill from the wild land of Mobei are all top killing gods without exception. And the young swordsman in front of him obviously came from this path.

In the night, the young swordsman wandered to the front, without a word of nonsense or extra movements, hooked the saber on the broken arm with his toes, held the blade upside down and pulled it diagonally, and the head of the horse bandit leader flew into the air.

The remaining four horse bandits fled in fear, but before they could run a few steps, the young swordsman stepped over the heads of four horses like a dragonfly skimming the water and landed on the snowfield in front.

There was a red line on the necks of the four horse bandits, their eyes were wide open like copper bells, and almost at the same time, they fell off the horses that were still running.

Dongdongdong——

After a few soft sounds, the horse hooves went away, and the snowfield became quiet.

The young swordsman stuck his saber into the ground, turned around and picked up his bamboo hat, slowly drew and put away his sword, revealing a slightly feminine chin:

"This is not the place you should come."

His tone was calm, but also a bit lonely.

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Xu Buling raised his eyebrows. He has always been the one who drew his sword to help when he saw injustice on the road. This is the first time that someone has been showing off in front of him.

But no matter what, it is a fact that the young swordsman helped in times of crisis. If Xu Buling was an ordinary civilian who was powerless, he would owe the young swordsman two lives today.

The word "knight" is not about the level of martial arts, but about the spirit.

If you have chivalry in your heart, even if you are just a weak scholar, you dare to stand up when the weak are in danger, then you deserve the word "knight", and you are no worse than the martial arts masters in the world.

Xu Buling did not have the idea of ​​showing off his martial arts to attack the opponent. He showed the admiration he should have. He stuck the iron shovel into the ground and raised his hand to perform a Jianghu salute:

"Thank you for your help, young knight. I am Xu Shan. May I ask your name?"

The young swordsman should have left, but he did not understand why the person in front of him was digging a pit when he was ambushed.

If he dug it for himself, then the person in front of him should be a very interesting person, and it is worth discussing his thoughts at that time.

If he dug it for the six horse bandits, then the person in front of him would be even more interesting.

Just like the innocent little girl who was fortune-telling in the wolf den in Qiufeng Town, the person who looked harmless in a dangerous environment but was still alive must be the most dangerous person.

The young swordsman covered the handle of the sword with a straw raincoat, walked up to Xu Buling, and smiled:

"My name is Liu Wuye."