Chapter 343 The Boy in White

The land bordering the sea in the east is the border of the Yan Kingdom, stretching from west to north for more than a thousand miles, there are mountains and mountains, and there is an opening at the end of the mountains, which is called the Ersheng Pass, which separates the north and the south, and one side is lush and green. On the border of the country, one side is full of wind, sand, flying snow and the sky is the side of Cang Yue.

Now in the north, it’s the middle of winter, everything is at rest, the sky and the earth are covered with white snow, the endless mountains stretch, the forest is as vast as the sea, and this place is covered in silver...

Amidst the wind and snow, a group of less than a hundred people walked slowly along the blurred road in the snow.

The people in the lead were all riding tall horses, dressed in black scale armor, and wore black and red pointed felt hats, which had already been covered with a layer of frost by the wind and snow.

Several carriages behind them were full of goods, covered by several pieces of wide and large sackcloth. Behind the carriages were several thick hemp ropes, and each hemp rope was tied to five or six people in different clothes. His face was full of mourning, and he staggered forward, being pushed and beaten by the soldiers behind him from time to time.

Suddenly, at the head of the team, a man dressed like a general stopped the horse under him, and raised his hand backwards to signal the horses and chariots to stop.

The fluttering snowflakes are gradually fascinating the eyes, looking straight ahead, there is a black shadow in the distance, drifting in the wind and snow, it seems to be coming in this direction.

A gust of strong wind blew over suddenly, rolling up a vast expanse of white dust, and the wind and snow began to grow a little bit with the gust of wind, like snow and fog, making people unable to see clearly what was in front of them.

The leader's complexion suddenly became tense, because he was worried about some fierce beast attacking, so he quickly ordered everyone to draw out their weapons and prepare to fight the enemy.

Several carriages were lined up around, forming an array that seemed round but not round, square but not square, and the vacant positions were filled one after another.

"If we get a chance later, one of the three of us can run away, but if one person can bring the news, the death of so many brothers on the road will not be in vain!" Those who were tied up with ropes were driven away Together, several people immediately began to whisper and whisper.

On the other side, the soldiers in black armor are all ready to fight, their knives out of their sheaths, and their arrows on the strings; in such a cold weather, everyone is walking on the ground, active; The bowstring breathed out the hot air in the mouth, so as not to let the bowstring break when it was engaged in battle for a while.

The black shadow gradually approached, and the outline of the black shadow could already be seen clearly, it was a person.

I saw that the person was walking in a very strange posture, swaying left and right, but his speed was extremely fast, and he immediately entered the shooting range of the soldiers here.

"We are the subordinates of King Muji, and we are escorting a group of prisoners from the Kingdom of Yan. I don't know what to call your Excellency?" The leading general saw that the man was alone in the wind and snow, and the speed of his movements seemed very strange. It is concluded that this person is a cultivator, so the question is also quite polite.

"Me? My name, my name is Ye... Tong, no, no, my name is Ye Tian!" The voice of the figure creaked, as if answering, and as if talking to himself, like a crazy person, I don't even know who I am.

At this moment, everyone had already seen the appearance of that figure, it was a young and handsome boy, wearing a relatively thin white cloth with black borders, his appearance was very similar to those who were tied up with hemp rope behind the carriage.

"Yan people! Let the arrows go!" The general pointed at the white-clothed boy in a panic, and shouted to the crowd behind him.

Immediately, the sound of "swish, swish" arrows leaving the string sounded, but those arrows just hit the outside of the young man in white abruptly, as if hitting something hard, and fell to the ground one after another.

The young man in white's eyes turned cold for a moment, and with his hands, he immediately rolled up the arrows scattered on the ground, turned around with his backhand, and those arrows were reflected back one after another. The arrow pierced straight through his body, killing him instantly.

Without waiting for the soldiers to react, the white-clothed boy had already jumped up and killed the front of the formation. The originally orderly formation was immediately turned upside down by the white-clothed boy who killed them. gap.

"This kid wants to save people, kill them all, don't leave them alive!" The general held the rein tightly with his hand, reined in the frightened horse's head fiercely, and shouted loudly behind him.

As soon as the leader's words fell, some soldiers who were not affected by the boy in white raised their blades one after another, and slashed at the group of people tied up with hemp rope.

"Brothers, someone is here to save us! Let's fight them!" The one who was whispering just now shouted at the top of his lungs after seeing this.

Those who were tied up with hemp rope had no way of escaping. Although they were unarmed, seeing this ray of life, they all tried their best to bump into the surrounding soldiers with their bodies. The square inch of the land is already in chaos.

In order to survive, the people bound with hemp rope had to knock down the soldier, and immediately someone jumped up and grabbed the soldier's neck with his hands tied with hemp rope, and bit the soldier's neck with his teeth.

At this moment, the only way to survive is to do everything possible to kill all the soldiers.

Therefore, these people who are bound by hemp rope can do everything, but they are limited to their hands tied together by hemp rope, plus running all night and starvation, how can they be the opponents of well-trained and well-fed soldiers .

It can be said that the whole scene is a one-sided massacre.

Even if these people tied up with hemp rope managed to bite a soldier to death by chance, they would often pay a higher price. Two, three, or even all the people tied up with hemp rope would all have to sacrifice.

The leader watched the young man in white fighting among the crowd, he saw him blocking attacks from left to right, as if he was strolling in a garden, no one could hurt him, but wherever the young man in white passed, there were fresh people all over the place. bloody.

The leading general suddenly looked a little gloomy. Obviously, the strength displayed by the white-clothed boy may be at least above the sixth level of congenital. Such a strong master, I am afraid...

The soldiers he brought, including himself, were only at the level of the acquired state, how could they compete with this young man with this little strength.

Without waiting for him to think about it, the white-clothed boy had already killed him in an instant, and he subconsciously raised his gun to stab him, but the white-clothed boy grabbed the barrel of his gun with one hand, and the other hand deftly flicked and folded the spear. It was snatched by the boy in white.

The leading general was slightly taken aback, apparently he did not expect that he would be defeated by the young man in white before he could take a single move, and what happened next made the general's eyes widen even more.

But seeing the young man in white holding the bottom of the spear with his palm, raising his hand and sending it upward, the spear pierced his whole body straight.

The leading general looked at the bloody hole in his chest with a look of horror and disbelief, his eyes widened and he fell from the horse.

The leading general's eyes gradually dimmed, and the killing shouts continued...

The sound of the wind whistling became louder, and the drifting snowflakes rushed to the ground in large pieces like goose feathers. After a while, those blood-soaked snow fields have been covered by white most of the time.

The boy in white wiped the neck of a black-armored soldier with a knife, and a stream of bright red blood sprayed out from the man's throat, splashing on the snow with a trace of heat in the wind and snow.

All around, there were only the restless neighing of the horses, and the whistling of the surrounding carriages and trees in the wind and snow. There were many corpses lying here and there on the entire road.

The boy in white stood up in the wind and snow, just staring blankly at everything in front of him, his eyes began to be a little lost.

"Little brother, come here quickly." Suddenly a weak male voice came, breaking the meditation of the boy in white.

The boy in white followed the direction of the voice, and found a man leaning against the wheel of a carriage. He had been stabbed many times on his legs and body. Although those wounds were not fatal, they were numerous. The snow had been dyed red, and the man's exhalation sounded a little bit more and more, and it was obvious that he would not live long.

"Little brother, thank you for saving your life. I have a secret letter here." After the man finished speaking, he pulled out a small white flake from his hair.

But the white-clothed boy just looked at him blankly, without moving, as if he had no intention of taking anything.

"This matter is about the life and death of the country of Yan. I hope that you, little brother, can do your duty for the people of the world. Be sure to deliver this item to the chief of the Tianqing tribe." Seeing that the young man in white was unmoved, the seriously injured man's tone suddenly became more serious. As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed up a pool of blood.

But the seriously injured man just held up one hand dryly, the boy in white stared at the seriously injured man for a while, lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, and then raised his hand to take the white sheet from the man's hand.

"Little brother, may I ask what your name is? Are you from the country of Yan? You mentioned your name just now, but I didn't hear it clearly later. I don't want to be someone who doesn't even know the name of my benefactor. Confused." Seeing the young man in white take the things, the seriously injured man immediately smiled with relief, and asked indifferently.

"I, what's my name, I, I, I remember that my name was Ye Tong, no! My name is Ye Tian!" The white-clothed boy was just like before, and his head ached when he was asked his name. She shook her head in distress and replied.

"What! You, you, your surname is Ye? Your name is Ye Tong? You, you are from the Ye family!" The middle-upper man's pupils dilated a lot when he heard the young man in white, and he wanted to stand up with some difficulty. But he couldn't, he could only open his mouth and say in surprise.

"Why, do you know who I am?" The boy in white asked hastily.

"Hahaha, yes, your appearance is exactly the same as that of the Patriarch when he was young. I am really confused! I just saw it! You can't be wrong! You can't be wrong! Hahaha, God has eyes, and let me see Ye My descendant, now I will die without regret!" The seriously injured man looked at the white-clothed man carefully, and suddenly burst out laughing.

It seemed that at this moment, the appearance of the boy in white made the seriously injured man see life and death, and at the same time he seemed to see hope.

The boy in white didn't know why the seriously injured man was like this. He didn't have this person in his memory, and even his mind was confused about the surname Ye, and he couldn't even think of his own name clearly.