Chapter forty-one
Archers, heavy armored soldiers, and cavalry that followed closely. This is no longer the private horse of a certain family, but the city defense force of the imperial capital.
Qin Shaofu looked around, looked around, then looked into the distance, and thoughts flashed through his mind.
A knight in a steel helmet rode his horse in front of him and took off his helmet. He was an old man in his fifties and sixties. He had a strong aura and extraordinary strength.
The battalion commander of the City Defense Force, the first-rank rank of the ground... Qin Shaofu almost joined the army and worked in the City Defense Force camp for three years. He knew very well the ranks and approximate strength of those people.
In addition to the surrounding city defense forces, it is impossible for them to escape...
Renault did not show up, nor did the people from the Dark Arbitration Institute come...
With a plan in mind, Qin Shaofu made a decision in an instant, throwing the knife that had been broken in his hand to the ground, stretching out his hands, and taking a step back: "I'll surrender, but you can send him to the doctor first, he can still rescue him."
He paused and added: "He is the second son of the Certon family, Joseph... Master."
"Um?"
When the knight heard this, he quickly turned over and dismounted, and turned Joseph, who was lying on the ground and still, and saw clearly the clan emblem on the chest of his clothes. After slightly identifying it, he immediately handed it over to the deputy behind him and asked him to send him to the hospital quickly.
Then he looked at Qin Shaofu and asked, "Who are you?"
After killing so many people by a person, he is so calm, and he must be no ordinary person. The other party is only at the fourth level of the Xuan level, and can actually kill these people, including two seventh level of the Xuan level. This is not only strength, but also the mind.
It cannot even be said to be a warrior, but a killer. Especially the knife that stabbed Joseph successfully avoided the fatal point, and the precise attack was definitely not something that ordinary people could do.
Qin Shaofu smiled and did not answer, but said, "I think you should detain me first, and then prepare to hand it over to the arbitration office for trial... but don't torture me easily."
He suddenly looked forward to what was going to happen, wanting to see what the Holy See would react after he was imprisoned. However, it would be better not to be tortured.
The knight snorted coldly: "This is not your final say... take him down first."
Immediately someone ran over with a chain, locked his hands, and tied them up. One of them tied him up and down while looking up and down.
After tied up, he suddenly took off his helmet and shouted in surprise: "Qin Shaofu, how could it be you?"
Qin Shaofu was stunned. He felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember what his name was. What was certain was that he should be a soldier in the camp where he was before.
The Knight immediately asked, "Do you know him?"
The soldier nodded quickly: "I used to be a clerk in the camp and was often sent to wash clothes and socks."
The Knight immediately glared at him: "If you can kill so many people, I will wash your socks in the future. Take him back first."
After the soldiers took Qin Shaofu away, the knight whispered and asked again: "What is his origin?"
"What a miscellaneous soldier." The soldier whispered in a hurry: "The general should have heard that there is a guy from the mixed-race of the Eastern race in our camp who is determined to be a knight. He was rejected for three or four years and has never given up. It's this guy."
"What later?" the knight asked again, suddenly remembering something and asked: "You said his name is Qin Shaofu, is it the one who killed Assad?"
The soldiers nodded with envious expressions: "That's right, it's said that he also has a Lord Knight."
"I understand, don't tell anyone else, remember it clearly."
The Knight reminded him and waved his hand again: "The third team stayed to clean up, and the others were withdrawn."
Then he led the heavy armored soldiers away.
City Defense Forces, Xiying, Dazhu.
“Get in.”
With a loud roar, Qin Shaofu was kicked into the cell. He stabilized his body, turned around, stared at the soldier with a cold face.
"What do you think you can go out?" The soldier roared: "Do you think you can still go out? A Eastern mistress beat the second young master of the Kerton family like that. Do you think you still have the life to leave?"
After staring at him for a long time, Qin Shaofu smiled slightly and didn't say anything. He just sat down in a corner of the cell, closed his eyes and rested without moving.
It seemed like he was resting, but his mind was sorting out some of the things that had happened recently. He felt as if he had overlooked something.
The things Renault arranged for him seemed casual, but in fact they all had profound meanings. From what Joseph said, it is not difficult to judge that the targets he assassinated recently should be from the Certon family.
It would be fine if one died, twenty or thirty or even fifty or sixty in a row, which would probably be equivalent to nearly half of the troops being lost. The Kerton family had to react.
What is difficult to judge now is whether these things were instructed by Hudros or Renault himself. If it is the latter, although I don’t have to worry about it, it is just that, but if it is the former, it would be interesting...
I'm afraid the Kerton family also speculated something, so the most important figure in the clan did not come forward, but just sent the second young master out.
If it is...wrong...
Qin Shaofu suddenly had an inspiration in his mind. Even if this matter was decided by Renault, with Hadros' intelligence network and his special treatment, he must have known everything he did in the imperial capital.
Since he did not stop it, it means that he also agreed to this matter.
However, they probably didn't expect that they would be so bachelor, and they surrendered and were arrested.
I'm going to bother me every day, it's time to mess with them...
After thinking through this, Qin Shaofu felt at ease for a moment and even hummed a small song.
"Shut up."
The soldiers guarding the prison door were extremely unhappy, so they picked up a spear and knocked heavily on the prison door: "Do you want to die?"
Qin Shaofu stood up and looked at him without moving, with a slight smile on his face.
That look, it seemed that he was extremely worthy of beating, which made the soldier even more angry. He actually stabbed directly through the gaps of the pillars with a spear.
Orientals have a low status in the West, just like prisoners. Once they enter here, the word "human rights" will no longer exist.
I don’t know how many Orientals or mixed races were abused to death before they could be tried. The soldier has been guarding this place for a long time and does not treat Oriental prisoners at all.
Qin Shaofu twisted his body, dodged casually, stretched out his hand and grabbed the spear. He spitted out his strength and pulled it. The soldier couldn't hold it, and he snatched it directly.
"Looking for death." The soldier was furious and was about to rush in.
Qin Shaofu stomped his spear hard and said coldly: "Come in and try it."
Seeing this, the soldier was afraid and froze at the door for a moment, not knowing what to do. The prisoners in the prisons around him started to cheer together, and it was suddenly noisy.
"What's going on?"
Someone roared above and the inside of the cell immediately became quiet.
The soldier immediately shouted, "No, it's okay."
After Qin Shaofu threw out the spear, he said viciously: "Should you wait for me."
Qin Shaofu smiled slightly and shook his head.
"I heard it clearly, you listen to it."
After saying that, he sat back to the corner again. This time, the soldier never dared to scold him anymore.
The night passed until noon the next day, when soldiers came down from above and hurriedly opened the door of Qin Shaofu's prison.
"Please, please."
Chapter completed!