Shuang Daqin Comparison, No Comparison, No Harm

More than a dozen yamen servants died under his knife, but he was unscathed.

This made the remaining 20 or so yamen servants hesitate to step forward.

They surrounded Zhao Ze, they bowed their waists and held their knives, not daring to make a move on Zhao Ze.

The convoy blocking the door did not leave, and a man with a beard protruded from the front of the convoy.

The man is the leader of the convoy, except for the people below who call him Big Brother, ordinary people call him Big Beard.

He is a barbarian, with well-developed sweat glands and thick hair, and his life is very different from that of ordinary people.

The bearded man told the younger brother: "Go and see what's going on?"

Here, Zhao Ze was fighting fiercely with the yamen servants, but he was able to defeat ten with one. The so-called "ten" refers to "three, four, seven" and he is still quite a powerful soldier.

The yamen servant's skill was not enough in his eyes at all, and he could only see a sarcasm smile from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the more than twenty yamen servants did not intend to take the initiative to attack, on the contrary, they raised their swords and directly killed them.

Those yamen servants were not his opponents at all, and they died directly under his sword without blocking a few moves.

Seeing that more than 30 yamen servants all fell to the ground, all the common people who watched the play behind were dumbfounded.

"Who is this, so blatantly killing people at the gate of the city?"

"Excellent, this one person directly killed more than 30 yamen servants, let's see if he is a general of any country with this skill.

"I think it's possible, I'm afraid you won't be able to find two of them in the entire city of Hedan."

The people behind him talked a lot, but Zhao Ze calmly withdrew the sword in his hand, and got into the carriage under the eyes of the people stopping.

Seeing that the convoy in front hadn't left yet, Bian Que shouted to the convoy: "Can the one in front leave?"

At this time, the little brother with the beard came back, got into the carriage where the beard was sitting, and said out of breath, "Brother, let's leave quickly!"

There were still many people who wanted to go out of the city in the back, and the bearded brother urged the younger brother beside him to drive the horse, and asked the younger brother who had just got into the carriage: "What's going on behind the scenes!"

The younger brother said: "It seems that the two behind are the ones that the government officials want to arrest. I heard that they seem to have kidnapped the younger brother of the county magistrate, and even cut off his finger.

Knowing the situation, the bearded man glanced behind again, just in time to see Bian Que poking his head out of the carriage.

He glanced at Zhao Ze and Bian Que, looked away, and continued on his way.

There were 15 carriages in the front team, and Zhao Ze's carriage could only follow behind.

It is necessary to go fast in the front convoy, without delaying the journey of Zhao Ze and the two of them.

On the carriage, he was still taking a nap.

It meant that the bumping of the carriage still did not affect his sleep.

After entering Hedan City these days, I was so frightened that I didn't sleep well.

Suddenly a strange smell penetrated into the tip of Bian Que's nose.

The taste is faint, but it is disgusting. After a while, Bian Que woke up from the nightmare.

In the dream, he was lying in a sea of ​​corpses, surrounded by corpses, and a rotten hand bone was pressing on him.

I tried to struggle but found that I couldn't push it away.

After a lot of effort, she felt that her hand could move, and only then did she realize that she had woken up from her dream.

It was only by looking around that he gradually came back to his senses.

The smell in the dream did not dissipate, and it was still floating faintly.

The taste is very strange, Bian Que thought for a while, then suddenly startled.

"What's on their carriage?" Bian Que poked his head out of the carriage, pointing to the wooden box on the front team's carriage.

Zhao Ze glanced at it, but didn't see any clues, "What do you suspect?"

"Just now I smelled the stench of corpses in the air, which also mixed with the smell of wood vinegar, and chrysanthemum chrysanthemum leaves were placed under the wooden box."

Wood vinegar can prevent corpse odor, and Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum leaves are the same.

Mixed with the smell of corpses, it is difficult not to suspect that the wooden box may contain corpses...

Realizing what Bian Que meant, Zhao Ze said, "Then let's follow along!"

The two rode in a carriage, chasing the bearded people in front of them.

As soon as the two stepped out of the territory of Hedan City, they encountered obstacles in the way.

I saw a group of people blocking the middle of the road with big knives in their hands.

Staring at Zhao Ze from a distance, he made a mocking sound.

Judging from their purpose, it is clear that they came here for robbery.

Zhao Ze was driving the carriage, staring at them very calmly.

These people chose to rob here because it belongs to the junction of the two countries and no one cares about it.

But the goods exchanged between the two countries have to pass through here.

They are lurking here, just to get a share of this pie, and start in advance.

Zhao Ze glanced and knew that with their strength, they were no match for him at all.

I saw him holding the horse rope in one hand, and took out his sword in the other.

He flew down from the carriage and faced the bandits who were directly in front of them, rushing away with such powerful force as to overwhelm mountains and seas.

Before the people standing in front of him could react, they were crushed to death by Zhao Ze's moves, directly knocked down by the force they couldn't resist.

That strength was like a big mountain, which fell straight down 1.7 times, catching them off guard.

They tried to struggle, but found that their limbs seemed to be firmly fixed on the ground.

Fortunately, this powerful force did not harm them, it seemed to only suppress them.

They fell to the ground, squinting at the oncoming carriage.

"Who is this person? He is so powerful. We were unlucky to meet him today!"

"Hey, who knew this guy was so powerful.

They usually choose carriages with few people to rob. For example, they didn't dare to rob the bearded group who passed by just now.

Specially pick this kind of lonely striker.

But I didn't expect to stumble today. .