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Chapter two hundred and thirteenth silver in hand

Everyone originally thought that Qin Zongheng, the leader of the enemy camp, had been fighting on the front line for a long time, and had already put life and death aside. How could he surrender? He always had the skill of cutting his neck, and he never thought he could take him alive.

Now, I didn't expect that the second young master of the Qin family would surrender at the end when his personal guards were almost dead and injured! Several people immediately spat contemptuously, and Duan Mingyu still held a big knife and strode towards Xiao Gan.

Qin Zongheng also reached out to him, looking like he was waiting to be a prisoner.

Duan Mingyu grabbed his hand and was about to pull him up. However, Qin Zongheng took advantage of this force and rushed forward to pull out his sword from his waist, stabbing straight at Duan Mingyu!

"Young Master (Jing Shuai) Be careful!"

A "swish" sword light flashed, and an arm soared into the sky.

Wang Aiqing's eyes, which had just been closed, slowly opened, but Zheng Yingying took action faster than Qin Zongheng. With a sword, Qin Zongheng's right hand had already flew out with his sword, and blood splashed out, making the wooden board red spots!

Qin Zongheng didn't say a word, looking at his broken right hand with an expression of disbelief, pressed his arm and slowly took a few steps, leaning heavily on the Taishi chair behind him.

At this moment, the ship was burned to a shaking state, and the wood chips fell down, making everyone present full of heads and faces.

Qin Zongheng laughed and scolded, "Zhi Mom, you can't help but want to pull a cushion. You Yingtian Jiedushi, so powerful!" He ignored the blood flowing from his hands and smiled at Duan Mingyu, "It's all warriors, so please give someone a pleasure, don't let someone go to Chang'an to get angry with those birds,

Death at the hands of you Duan Mingyu, I, Qin Zongheng, are not wronged, let's take action!"

There were countless voices behind Duan Mingyu at the same time: "Mr. Jie Shuai, capturing this guy alive is even more of a great achievement. Then we will ask Chang'an for credit and reward!"

Duan Mingyu ignored them and walked forward slowly, wiping Qin Zongheng's throat with one sword.

"You are willing to surrender to our Songzhou. Those who are willing to surrender stand on the left, and those who are unwilling to surrender stand on the right!" Duan Mingyu stood up slowly and said.

The dozens of remaining people looked at each other in a row. Shaoqing, a few of them stood on the left hesitantly, and some stubborn people stood on the right.

Duan Mingyu said, "Those who are willing to surrender will leave first, get on the small wooden boat. Those who are unwilling to surrender will line up their teams. Wait for the subsequent small wooden boat to pick you up on the shore. After getting ashore, I will get out of Songzhou City early and get out of Songzhou City. Don't let me see you again. If you see it once, kill you once!"

After saying that, Duan Mingyu slowly walked off the big ship, and the small wooden boat had already arranged to meet him.

Wang Aiqing followed closely, and a hint of cruelty flashed in Duan Mingyu's eyes, and he said to Wang Aiqing, "No one left!"

There were still more than twenty Caizhou assassins who did not surrender on the big ship behind him. Duan Mingyu did not look back and glanced at him. When everyone was leaving, Wang Aiqing surrounded the big ship with small boats.

The people on the boat were still shouting freely, "Let the boat come over and let us go!"

Wang Aiqing looked at the group of foolish stubborn men with contempt and said, "I really never repent. Come on, shoot an arrow!"

Rockets suddenly burned on the surrounding boats, and all the string control men pulled the bowstrings, and the sound of arrows "swhoosh..." was endless.

Wang Aiqing cursed, "Don't the Caizhou thief's attacking soldiers like to set fire? Today I will let you taste the taste of the fire!"

Today's affairs were finally in danger, but after several twists and turns, Mrs. Cheng Junyu and Mrs. Wan Yanyan were almost buried in the sea of ​​fire, Lord Cheng Zhiyuan was almost besieged to death, and even the governor Duan Mingyu was almost deceived by Qin Zongheng's treacherous plan and suddenly became killed!

Duan Mingyu was also cruel to not make the soldiers in Songzhou feel angry. It would be difficult for Duan Mingyu to make up his mind if he didn't leave such an order, but today, he was indeed in a real fire.

Wang Aiqing looked at the big ship burning in the distance, and felt a sigh of anger in his heart, "Let's go back and find Lord Jieshuai!"

...

"Wang Aiqing, what do you mean by living alone for the sake of your life?" Duan Mingyu looked at the beautiful big ship on the shore and said softly. His face was light and far-reaching. Wang Aiqing had only seen him laughing and laughing without seriousness. He had never seen the meditative version of Duan Mingyu. He blinked a few times and thought to himself that I was wrong, is this still the handsome guy?

"I can't explain clearly. It should be good if you have food, clothing, clothes and family to accompany you forever, just to make them happy." Wang Aiqing hesitated and said.

"My dear, you said it well, you said it well!" Duan Mingyu laughed and said, "Make the people you like and those who like you always be happy. This is what we men should do. Then let me talk about it, how many wives should a man marry?"

"Is this necessary to think about it?" Speaking of this, Wang Aiqing suddenly became excited: "As long as you can support it and love each other, you can marry as much as you want. Even if you marry it and put it at home, you will hit it a hundred times every day without looking or touching it, which is better than her following others." You are a rude person, but you are so rude, but it is really insightful to express the voice of a man.

"Mr. Jieshuai, you have to give us an explanation for what happened today, or we will fight you to the death!" Cao Song jumped out of nowhere, rolled up his sleeves, and followed a large group of scholars, saying indignantly.

"Yu, Cao Song, today there are rebels coming to assassinate the imperial officials. You guys come to make trouble with each other. Could it be that they came to rebel together?" Duan Mingyu not only did not frighten, but shouted angrily.

The talented men around hurriedly took a few steps back and were far away.

"Ahem, you heard it wrong. It's not a rebellion. I'm here to visit me." Cao Song was covered in cold sweat and hurriedly grabbed Duan Mingyu's topic.

"Oh, come and visit? When did Brother Cao Song have a relationship with Duan Jieshuai? This is the first time I heard of it." A scholar asked in confusion.

"It wasn't there originally. But when I came here once today, I had this friendship. Do you think so, Mr. Cao?" Duan Mingyu asked with a mysterious smile.

Under such circumstances, Cao Song could not say anything and nodded repeatedly.

Duan Mingyu smiled and said, "Mr. Cao and I are old friends. I used to drink wine together. He has nothing to do today. He is just a tight hand in his hands recently and wants to make some money to spend money, right? Mr. Cao?"
Chapter completed!
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