Chapter 473 (1/2)

”Prefect!”

The counselors and others lost their voice and exclaimed, but they saw Dai Jiantong's blood seeping from the corners of his mouth. The black arrow feather penetrated his chest from behind him and hit the key.

In a moment, the man came down, looked back, and asked in a surprised voice, ”who's coming?”

Before the crowd had time to respond, countless horse hoofs startled the flying snow and dust, and the soldiers in black armor galloped here.

The first one, black clad Xuanjia, with a silver gun in hand, leaped over a crowd of rioters. One shot lifted Dai Jiantong from the ground to half air and penetrated his heart.

The blood stained the red tassel on the silver gun, but the visitor seemed to have not seen it. He looked up at the cold young man on the city gate, raised his lips, slightly nodded his head and said, ”Ye Wuji, the pioneer of the ink feather camp, asks the third childe to say hello!”

Her complexion is dark, but her eyes are very bright. Her facial features are exquisite and beautiful. Snowflakes are blowing around her, and the desolate city and wild land are a little less cold.

Xie Xuan stood on the gate, slowly put down the white jade flute on his lips and took it back into his sleeve.

The young man stood with his hands down and nodded to the man underground.

They looked at each other and didn't look away.

Ye Zhiqiu reined in his horse and looked down at the mob. Lang said, ”Ye was ordered to calm beizhou. He wants to abandon his sword and retreat a hundred steps. He wants to die...”

She threw away Dai Jiantong's body, raised her eyes and looked at the blood on the silver gun, killing her mind, ”and come forward!”

The 30000 Moyu army cut off the back of the mob, leaving only one opening for four or five people.

Dai Jiantong, who took the lead in the riot, was killed by Ye Zhiqiu. Several counselors and the junior officials immediately lost their ideas and fell into panic.

A moment later.

Someone took the lead in abandoning the sword, stepped back and said uneasily, ”general, we are all forced! We are all forced!”

Ye Zhiqiu sat on horseback, looked down at the crowd and said nothing.

Then, more and more people began to abandon their weapons and began to retreat.

”What are you afraid of!” the counselor who had been following Dai Jiantong suddenly said, ”they are no more than us! It's not Xie Heng who came! What's to be afraid of!”

The night gradually darkened, and everyone could not see how many people were coming.

The wind in my ears was like crazy, and the Counselor's voice became higher and higher. ”Today you abandon your weapons and are losers. In the future, if the court settles the old accounts, you are all mobs, you will still be convicted, and your parents and children will be involved! It's better to fight with them!”

Those who were going to give up their swords could not help hesitating when they heard the speech. They looked at Ye Zhiqiu and a group of Moyu troops, and at the people on their side. There was no disadvantage in the number of people and they might not lose.

”I'm usually most annoyed by these shouting!”

Ye Zhiqiu closed his eyes and threw the silver gun out directly.

In a flash of silver, the gun head went straight into the Counselor's heart and directly through his body.

They were stunned for a moment, and then fell into endless riots.

Ye Zhiqiu crossed the crowd, stretched out his hand and pulled out the silver gun. His face was as heavy as water and ordered, ”those who abandon the blade and retreat a hundred steps live. If there is resistance, kill!”

All the officers and men of the Moyu camp said in unison, ”get the order!”

The snow was red with blood in the dusk.

The sound of fighting broke the wind, and the residual knives and arrows fell all over the ground.

The victims in the gate hugged each other and wept and trembled.