Rebirth of the Phoenix

Self-help and God-help

Oh, it turns out that this young man with a handsome silver helmet is the legendary "little war god" Ying Wuhen.

She first arrived and met this young general on the first day she went on the street. She was very lucky.

Ying Wuhen did not look at her, but pointed the red tassel gun in his hand, pointed at the thugs surrounding her, and shouted like a king: "Leave immediately, I will not be skeptical about you, otherwise, I will give you a chance today

Blood splattered on the streets!”

As soon as he appeared, the thugs looked fearful and did not dare to take action. They just stared at him with a fierce look.

"What are you looking at? Are you afraid of you?" Ying Wuhen sneered, not taking their murderous aura seriously at all.

Finally, a thug who seemed to be the leader waved the sword in his hand and said loudly: "This woman killed our elder brother, killing people to pay for her life. What's wrong with us killing this woman? Ying, you have to even do this kind of thing.

Do you care?"

Ying Wuhen sneered: "Today is my general patrolling the streets. If I want to, I will take care of it. If I don't obey, I will be killed without mercy."

The other party was very dissatisfied, but he did not dare to disobey him. After squirting his nose, he shouted: "We are under the jurisdiction of the north, not the east, don't meddle in other people's business..."

His voice stopped.

Ying Wuhen's spear tip was pressed against his throat.

Ying Wuhen looked at him condescendingly: "Since you are not under my control, you are an outsider. I have always liked to kill the roots of outsiders."

His gun tip suddenly rushed forward.

But the big man was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he was always on guard against him. When he showed murderous intent in his eyes, the big man retreated at a very fast speed and flashed past the tip of his gun.

Even so, the big man's face changed.

"Hidding so quickly!" Ying Wuhen smiled, his lips and teeth white, "But where can you hide?"

Suddenly, his smile stopped and a word burst out: "Kill!"

Behind him, a group of young soldiers with good horses, good clothes and good guns, immediately swung their guns and stabbed them at the thugs.

At this moment, another thunderous voice sounded out of thin air: "General Ying stopped! He also depends on his master when he hits a dog! They are my people, and whoever dares to kill them, I will never forgive him!"

Hongzhuang turned her head and saw a burly man with a long beard and a scarf on his head. He had a little Guan Gong smell. He rode on a majestic war horse, holding a six-foot long-handled sword, pointing at the shadow.

Without traces, the momentum is extremely strong.

"Beimen Falcon is here, the enemy is narrow, and this drama is getting more and more lively..."

When Hongzhuang heard others' comments, the onlookers retreated one after another, which was enough to show that this Beimen Falcon was not a simple character.

Of course, the garrison here is not ordinary people who can suppress these mobs.

Before Hongzhuang arrived at the dangerous Shaanxi Pass, she did a lot of homework.

Hen Wuhen is the guardian of Dashun, guarding the "east side", and this Beimen Falcon is the guardian of Beituo Kingdom, guarding the "north side". The big man just said that he was under the control of "north side", which means he

Only Beimen Falcon has the right to manage him.

No matter how arrogant the mob here is, it will be hard to hear. If they do not obey the jurisdiction of any of the Three Kingdoms, then the soldiers of any country can kill him. No matter how strong he is, they will not be able to gain a foothold. Therefore, they often choose to belong to one party.

Pay taxes to which party, obey the management of which party, and at the same time, that party will also provide corresponding protection.

However, this kind of "obedience" and "management" are very limited, and everything is measured by interests.

Just like now, the man killed by Hongzhuang, the organization he manages controls a lot of business and pays a lot of taxes to Beimen Falcon every year. Beimen Falcon does not want to lose this source of wealth, so he stands out for his organization.

say.

If there is no sufficient benefit, whether it is Beimen Falcon or Heng Wuhen, it will turn a blind eye to the bloody incident that happened here.

"Oh, it turns out it's the dog of the General of the North Gate," Ying Wuhen showed a gentle and delicate smile again, "The so-called good dogs don't block the way, I asked these dogs to get out. Not only did these dogs not get out, but also barked at me. This is not

I deserve a beating. Is it like this how the General of the North Gate keeps a dog?"

Beimen Falcon's face darkened and said to the thugs: "What are you still standing there? Get out of here, don't block General Ying's way!"

The man in charge shouted: "That smelly woman killed her brother, we have to let her pay for her life!"

He pointed, but the place where Hongzhuang was standing just now was empty.

The three women didn't know where to go.

"Damn it, I actually ran away. I have to pull her out..." the big man cursed.

"If you run away, you run away." Beimen Falcon said coldly, "What kind of head of a man who can't even fight with women? Can Qi is just a waste! From now on, you will be the head of the Canxue Sect, so hurry up.

Take the body for Canqi and get away."

The big man was happy when he heard that Beimen Falcon asked him to be the head of the organization. He didn't care about his brotherhood and waved his hand: "Come on, move Can Qi's body away, let's just forget about this."

In a blink of an eye, they disappeared along with the previous corpse.

Beimen Falcon glanced coldly at Ying Wuhen, turned around and left by horse.

Ying Wuhen also hummed, pulled the reins and walked towards another street.

That woman is "Liang Hongye", right? She looks like a killer, but her calmness and ruthlessness are the same as the legendary one.

Half a month ago, he received a secret decree from the Empress Dowager, asking him to openly and secretly help the head commander of the Silhouette Army of Xiliang Kingdom and a woman named "Liang Hongye" beside him to create the illusion that the other party was "undercover" of Dashun, and also

Let him do a better job.

The secret order comes with two portraits, the portraits of "Yejiu" and "Liang Hongye", so he recognized "Liang Hongye" at a glance.

He had asked the spies from Ouchi before that there were many rumors about "Ye Jiu", but no one could determine which legends were true. The rumors about Liang Hongye were well-founded, had noses and eyes.

I knew she was not a simple character and didn't treat her as a weak woman.

If the unruly people and mobs here treat her as a woman who can bully her at will like Can Qi, the fate will be the same as Can Qi.

A dozen streets and alleys away from him, Hongzhuang had already put away her weapons, wiped her face, and continued to wander the streets.

Her clothes were still covered with blood. She didn't care, and others were used to it.

However, the things she did just now had spread quickly, and most people no longer showed the expression of seeing her as prey, but some people were more interested in her - in this place, they were not afraid of death

,There are so many people who love adventure and challenge that they are so popular that they are full of disasters.

She didn't care at all how many people were, who were interested in her, soldiers came to block the enemy, and water came to flood the earth. Everyone was the same, and she was not afraid of it.

The strong prey on the weak, the winner, no, the living survives - she is well aware of this truth, and what she did just now is to prove to the people here:

She is a strong man!

Most of the streets here are narrow, long and short, chaotic, straight and curved, just like lines drawn by children, crossing into a ball.

She circled around and turned back to the slave market she had passed before.

In the clearing, the girls and children were already half missing, and the miserable crying still couldn't linger.

Hongzhuang glanced at the person who was regarded as a commodity, sighed slightly, and was about to walk over.

However, after seeing a girl next to her, her steps stopped.

The girl, about eleven or twelve years old, was very thin, had a pretty face, and was covered with whips and bruises. She was wounded more than other children who were being sold. Obviously, she was malnourished and suffered a lot of hardships.

However, there were no tears and fear on her face, only hatred, anger, unwillingness and unyieldingness.

She had several circles of ropes tied to her body, and her mouth was blocked with towels. She could not move, so she could only stare at the man who bought her with her eyes.

The man was old and vulgar, and he didn't want to look at the second time. He held a rope in his hand, holding the little girl like a livestock.

Judging from his outfit, he was not very rich, so after buying this little girl, he could no longer afford to buy other children, so he could only stare at the girls on the field with his wretched eyes.

This man is undoubtedly a pervert. No matter which child falls into his hands, he will be worse than death.

Hongzhuang was not interested in this man, nor did she want to get out of touch with the people, she was only interested in that little girl.

There were many people watching the population transactions, all staring at the slaves on the field, and no one noticed her.

After observing the little girl for a while, she quietly squeezed to the little girl's side and quietly put the small, thin and sharp dagger in her arms into the girl's hand.

The little girl's arms were tied to her waist, but the part below her elbows could still move.

When she saw the dagger, she was stunned and looked up at Hongzhuang, her eyes full of anger.

Hongzhuang smiled slightly, bowed her head slightly, and whispered in her ear: "If you can kill this man and escape, go to the Silhouette Army in the south to find me."

The little girl was shocked.

Hongzhuang just smiled, said nothing, turned around and left.

This girl is a tough guy, with a strong indomitable and unwilling heart, a bit like herself before her death, but she will not take her away.

People need to save themselves before they are qualified to be saved by God. She gave this little girl a chance. Whether the little girl can seize this opportunity depends on her own efforts and luck.

The strong prey on the weak, and the living survives. This is the way of heaven here, and no one can reverse it.

Then, she circled the entire block and even went to three hills to visit. She encountered thirteen thieves and five batches of robbers, fighting a total of three, and then the first day ended

The brigade, return to the camp built by the Silhouette Army.

Xiliang Kingdom built its own military camp in Weishanguan, but that was for the guard generals and their troops to live there. Ye Jiu was not the guard general.

The real guard general was named Yue Dongsheng. His surname already means his origin - from a royal family.

He led 50,000 elite troops to station in Weishan Pass for a long time. Ye Jiu only came to assist him, or just serve as a foil for him, my brother.

He looked down on Yejiu and did not let the Silhouette Army move into the military camp, but only let Yejiu set up a tent near the military camp.

In winter, it is cold and cold. If you want to live in a warm tent, you have to spend a lot of money. The silhouette army was so angry that they gritted their teeth.