Chapter Twelve Beating the Prince
Judging from the reactions of the two of them after hearing Ziying's shouting, these two guards should be said to have a lot of experience in fighting, and they immediately responded when they heard the sound.
Although Ziying had a precedent for defeating two master generals in Sima Shang's mansion, the family generals in Sima Shang's mansion had no malice towards Ziying, and the other was that most of the family generals taken in the mansion were soldiers whose limbs had been damaged on the battlefield.
After all, Ziying is still young and lacks experience. If these two guards can pay enough attention to Ziying, it is believed that it will be difficult for Ziying to have good fruits in their hands.
However, the two of them ignored it, even without caring, and they were destined to have a tragic ending.
Ziying jumped up, just like a child who had not learned sword skills, slashed the wooden sword horizontally at one of the guards as a long sword. The careless guards did not move too much, just raised their arms slightly, trying to block the wooden sword with the outside of their arms.
The wooden sword was blocked, and he never thought that he would turn around with the help of the arm blocking power, and use a change in Mozi's sword skills to turn the wooden sword in one direction and stab the throat of another guard.
He was watching the joke and was using his brain to imagine that a wooden sword could change so much, turning his direction and stabbing him. Although he tried his best to avoid it, after all, the matter was suddenly, and the time left was too little. He just tilted his head slightly and avoided the fatal key. The wooden sword stuck to his throat and stabbed it through about one centimeter from the skin.
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After getting rid of one, Ziying immediately turned around and jumped backward, avoiding the first guard's kick.
Before he could land safely, another kick came. Ziying leaned back slightly and kicked his leg, and kicked the guard's thigh. The guard suffered a little pain and his body leaned forward unnaturally. Seeing this, Ziying turned his head with the wooden sword in his hand, and threw it out with all his strength, stabbed it firmly on the guard's other thigh. The guard completely lost his balance. A standard movement of dog biting shit was lying on the streets of Handan. Ziying threw out the strength of the wooden sword, rolled on the side of the road and felt a piece of bluestone about a foot long from the side of the road. He turned his head and slapped the guard's head hard.
The Second Guard also followed the footsteps of his ancestors and fainted unwillingly.
After a moment, the two guards of the young master of Jinbo had fallen to the ground. Seeing this, the young master of Jinbo quickly stood up from the embroidery pier, hid behind the man in green and shouted loudly: "Who are you? Don't come over, don't come over. Otherwise, my father wouldn't let you go." Although the man in Qing in front of him did not abandon his master and fled, his legs were shaking a little larger than the master behind him.
The man in blue is just an ordinary person who is not as weak as an adult. After Ziying kicked her over to the side, she rolled her head and crawled out of the wall without turning back.
Watching Ziying walk towards him with a smile, the young master of Jinlang was so scared that his face turned pale. He squatted back and squatted on the ground. As Ziying moved forward, he kept supporting the ground with his hands until his back was at the base of the wall and had no choice but to retreat.
Ziying walked forward, grabbed his collar, and slapped his other hand mercilessly. Although Young Master Jinyi was much larger than Ziying, he was shocked by Ziying's actions just now, so he obediently let Ziying grab his collar and did not dare to move. After a while, Young Master Jinyi, whose face could have been said to be handsome, was beaten blue and purple.
At this moment, a rapid sound of horse hooves approached from a distance. The onlookers quickly gave up a passage. It turned out that the city guards who were responsible for guarding Handan City had arrived. On the side of the leading general, a servant in green was running quickly while strolling.
"General Pang, the young master is right in front of you, forced by the evil people. You must catch him, otherwise the king will blame him..." It turned out to be the rescuer who had just escaped.
Ziying felt bad: "It seems that the young master who was fighting should have some background, otherwise he would not be able to move the city guards as a reinforcement, and now he wants to run away but cannot run away. It is impossible to win this army with his own skills.
I can only take one step at a time for the current plan. But I believe that with my own identity and Sima Shang's background, I would not be able to die directly."
Seeing the arrival of the city guards, the young master Jinpao immediately regained his spirit in his eyes. He was so stern that he was so timid that he shouted, "You untouchable, don't let me go, I will dismember you five horses later and throw them into the moat to feed the turtle."
Hearing this, while the city guards were still a few steps away, they slapped the young master in his hand again, making him cry. They looked at Ziying in fear, then shrank his neck and said nothing.
Seeing that the young master of Jinpao was beaten, the city guards quickly accelerated their pace and quickly surrounded Ziying. Ziying knew it was difficult to resist, simply let the soldiers arrest him.
The servant in Qingyi rolled and crawled to the young master Jinyi, and opened his duck-like voice, "Young master, the villain deserves to die. The villain is late to save him, and the villain will die and he will die. "I am very loyal.
Young Master Jinyi pushed him aside in anger and stood up viciously. When he stood up, he didn't even touch the wound. His expression was so painful that he twisted. He kicked Ziying's lower abdomen.
Because Ziying was locked by the soldiers, she had no choice but to avoid it and was not guarded, Ziying had to be kicked. Just as the young master Jinyi was about to continue to move forward, he suddenly was blocked by the leader of the city guards on his back.
"Pang Ju, do you want to rebel? Your old man is dead. Do you want to follow him too?"
After hearing the merciless words of the Young Master Jinyi, the head of the city guards looked a little ashen. After all, he was also a general of Zhao, but he was so humiliated in public, and his face was a little uneasy.
He replied, "The prince of the reign, and the crime of this person still needs to be determined by the officer. It may be inappropriate for the young master to impose punishment. The person who came to imprison him in prison and was punished after he was convicted. Li Xu, you will lead your subordinates to escort the reign to the palace."
After hearing this, Ziying understood the identities of these two people and also realized that he seemed to have caused a big disaster. This young master in the brocade robe was clearly the prince of Prince Zhao Daoxiang, and the general of the city guard who later stopped him from committing the crime. The prince Qian said that he should be Pang Ju, the son of Pang Xuan, the veteran general of the four dynasties of Zhao State!
Just as the city guards were about to lead Ziying away, two figures, one big and one small, rushed to the front. The youngest was Sima Jingjing. The incident just now obviously scared the little girl, and rushed to Ziying's chest and cried. The other one was the old woman who had just been beaten. The old man knelt down in front of Pang Ju and said with tears in his eyes: "The general's matter has nothing to do with the young master, it's all caused trouble because of his old man! If you want to catch me, arrest me and let the young master go!"
Chapter completed!