touchnovel Chapter 11: Khitan Soldiers
Chapter 11: Khitan Soldiers
"The precious hairpin, covered in dust, temporarily rests in this small shop; our destined match has not yet arrived, and we must each go our separate ways."
"Urgent and urgent matters are all human affairs; choices and sacrifices are all based on business principles. Sir, please take your time."
The teller wasn't angry; she just smiled and gestured for them to proceed.
Pawnshops are a more lucrative business than robbery, and most of them are ruthless. Although from a business perspective, there's nothing wrong with one party willing to buy and the other willing to sell, the deliberate demeaning tactics are truly infuriating.
Fortunately, Wu He was not the kind of person who desperately needed money to save his life.
After leaving the pawnshop, I looked at the silver hairpin in my hand, pondered for a moment, and finally decided to keep it for now.
All crows are black, and Wu He is certain that if Taiping Pawnshop offers one tael of silver, the price will only get lower and lower if he goes to other pawnshops.
Rather than wasting such a precious resource, it's better to keep it; it might become more valuable in the future.
back.
After finishing his business, he headed towards the location of the Desire Immortal Pavilion.
Ta-da~
Ta-da~
Just after passing through a market and about to enter the southern part of the city, Wu He suddenly heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves.
There was some unrest in the market behind us.
"stop!"
"Capture that Khitan spy!"
The two loud shouts were deafening, like a flint thrown into the crowd, instantly causing an uproar.
Whoosh!
At the same time, two soldiers not far from Wu He rushed out with their knives.
Ta-da!
Ta-da!
The sound of iron hooves pounding the ground grew ever closer, and the screams of pedestrians rose and fell.
Wu He quickly retreated to the side of the street and looked back in the direction he had come from.
In the distance, a burly man was riding a tall horse and charging recklessly through the market. His rough, sallow face was contorted with rage, and his wide-open mouth revealed his yellowed and blackened teeth.
Even from a great distance, Wu He could almost smell the stench emanating from him.
It's him.
Suddenly, I remembered the person who bumped into my shoulder in the tavern earlier.
He was actually a Khitan spy!
"Get out of here!"
"Get out of here!"
The burly man brandished his curved sword, slicing through the arrows that came from behind him with a clanging sound.
Meanwhile, the flashing blades were slaughtering civilians who couldn't escape, as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.
A crimson bloodline-lined airship, severed arms and fingers flying high into the air, screams, the sound of horses trampling flesh and blood.
It was a veritable battlefield.
"Stop!"
"Stop!"
The two swordsmen intercepted from the left and right, their movements swift and agile. As they swung their swords, they severed the horses' legs!
The blade is cold, the blood is hot, and the tall horse neighs mournfully.
Pfft!
Its massive body crashed to the ground, overturning several stalls and scattering fruits and vegetables everywhere.
"The Blade-Splashing Technique"
Wu He quickly recognized their style.
Unfortunately, they are clearly not yet proficient; they are neither fast nor aggressive enough.
It would have been impossible to break the horse's leg without the combined efforts of two people.
Although the Khitan soldier dismounted in time, he inevitably stumbled and fell to the ground.
With a somersault, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the fat on his face screamed "death!"
Clang clang!
In an instant, the scimitar spun like teeth, weaving between the two swordsmen at an extremely fast speed, directly cutting nicks and cracks into their longswords.
stab-
Amidst the ripples of cold light, the chilling sound of a blade slicing through flesh and chopping through bone was even more unsettling.
Before they could even react, their blood was spraying out, and they were hacked to death in the waist.
A bloodied arm flew high into the air, crashed to the ground, and the long knife it was clutching slid down.
The strong smell of blood filled the air, and Wu He's heart pounded violently.
Although he had witnessed killings since his transmigration, the scene before him, with its bloody carnage and people being chopped like vegetables, truly terrified him.
Having lived two lives, I've never seen anything like this!
"Stop him!"
"A reward of one hundred taels of silver!"
At the same time, several tall horses were rapidly returning from a distance; they were armored soldiers, and the young man at the head of the group was shouting loudly.
The Khitan soldiers, carrying blood-stained scimitars, ran for their lives.
"A reward of one hundred taels of silver!"
"A reward of one hundred taels of silver!"
As soon as he shouted, the surrounding crowd, who had been watching, did indeed start to look at him differently.
Including Wu He.
One hundred taels!
One hundred taels!
That's enough to pay off all the debts.
That's enough to buy medicinal soup for martial arts training!
Decent clothes and a handy weapon.
And... the dignity and freedom to live as you please, without being controlled by others!
Wu He's heart was in turmoil, and after a moment of hesitation, his eyes suddenly turned cold and resolute.
boom!
With a stomp of his foot, the long sword held by the severed hand flew into his palm and was firmly grasped.
The cold street is bathed in cold light, casting long, slender shadows.
A lone figure stood, the blade flashing wildly.
"court death!"
The Khitan soldier, his face stained with blood, looked rather crazed. He charged forward in one stride, his curved blade aimed straight at Wu He's neck!
The action is fast.
But I can see it!
Wu He calmly retreated, the sharp edge of his curved blade almost touching his skin as he slashed away.
It was icy cold, which was quite extreme.
"Being able to keep up with the movements means that this person's cultivation level is about the same as mine, probably also in the mid-stage of the Skin Tempering Realm."
"Perfect, let's test our strength!"
The principles of the Splashing Blade Technique flashed through Wu He's mind, and he subconsciously raised his blade and swept it horizontally!
Swish!
The knife moved with lightning speed. The Khitan soldier clearly did not expect that the ragged man in front of him could be so skilled. Caught off guard, he was stabbed in the abdomen.
His expression was solemn, realizing that Wu He was not comparable to the two people from before.
They immediately changed tactics and used their close-range advantage with their curved blades to close the distance!
Ding ding!
Wu He moved with steady steps, handling the frenzied attacks with ease.
Suddenly, it dawned on me.
[Progress completed (Python Pattern Technique): 75/200]
[Progress completed (Blade Splashing Technique): 2/100]
……
[Progress completed (Python Pattern Technique): 76/200]
[Progress completed (Blade Splashing Technique): 3/100]
The subtitles for "She Tian Ce" (赊天册) appeared briefly.
Fighting can also make up for the progress!
Wu He was overjoyed to see this.
It seems the last battle was too short, while this one is a true life-or-death struggle, with both the Python Pattern Technique and the Splashing Blade Technique contributing to the fight.
Not only can it provide progress updates, but it's also incredibly efficient!
He was overjoyed, and a smile crept onto his face.
In a flash, the Khitan soldier saw Wu He's smile and his eyes widened in surprise.
Immediately following was a burst of rage, as if he had been humiliated.
"ah!"
He suddenly slashed vertically with his sword, and Wu He temporarily avoided the attack by taking two steps back.
The sword strike is complete, almost done!
Wu He's palms were burning hot, and the pent-up power of his blade caused the longsword to tremble slightly.
immediately,
Splash the knife!
Swish swish swish~
Suddenly, the blade flashed like waves, layer upon layer, crashing down fiercely!
The Khitan soldier's pupils constricted sharply, and he gripped his sword tightly.
But it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
The cold light that was unleashed with the full force of the blade directly shredded his curved sword, tearing open his flesh and spurting out blood.
In a moment of distraction, the last sharp, cold light slashed towards him!
bass!
Wu He ducked and swept past him, his long sword severing both of his legs cleanly.
"what!"
The scream startled him, and in an instant, a cold, blood-stained longsword was plunged into his mouth.
The bloody, icy knife pressed against my teeth, the chill seemingly reaching straight to the top of my head.
The crimson blood bar rose, and the person holding the knife stood sideways, his handsome face no longer showing the tension and anxiety he had shown at the beginning.
Under the bright sunlight, his cold eyes were chilling.