Chapter 41: Sacrificing one's life to protect

These personal soldiers are all the personal soldiers of the brigade commander. They fought from Huizhou to Youzhou, more than a thousand of them. They experienced the difficult encirclement and suppression by the imperial court and survived many deaths. Now, there are only more than two hundred left.

It can be said that each of them is a strong soldier of the Tianxing Army.

Now, seeing the skills of these three guards, they all reacted quickly.

He brought out the same desperate attitude he had when he counterattacked the brigade commander.

Although these three guards are strong, there are only three of them after all.

There are more than ten people here, and no matter how strong the opponent is, they can't defeat them.

What's more, the other party had to protect the three powerless young men, the old man and the woman.

What they are thinking about at this moment is how to defeat the other party at the lowest cost.

The three guards of the Duke had to constantly judge whether the attacks of the besiegers were real or fake, while also protecting the three people behind them and confronting these people.

Finally, one of the bodyguards could no longer hold back and slashed at the old man with a knife.

Since he is a duke, these three guards will certainly not ignore him if he is in danger.

The soldier's judgment was correct.

The national security is in danger, which is more important to the three guards than their own lives.

Regardless of whether the opponent's attack was real or fake, they would never dare to gamble.

One of the guards put his knife on the chopped-off sword, which played into the opponent's trap.

Another bodyguard slashed at the opponent's abdomen the moment the opponent raised his knife to block, cutting a piece of the armor and causing blood to flow out.

The guard cried out in pain, blocked the knife, and slashed at the face of the man who had wounded him.

The guard exerted great strength in his hands and slashed with his sword, leaving a line of blood on the soldier's head.

The soldier glared and fell to the ground.

The other bodyguards took advantage of the guard's opportunity to draw his sword and slashed at him, instantly forcing the guard to squat down.

The other two guards were furious when they saw their brother being chopped down. They roared and instantly charged into the battle.

The flashes of swords and sabers flashed by.

There was a burst of "clang, dang, dang" sounds of fighting, perhaps the guards shouting or the screams of personal soldiers.

Xia Yuan opened his arms to protect his father and sister behind him, and looked anxiously at the two guards who had more and more scars on their bodies.

Xia Qingyu looked at the guard who had fallen down and could never get up again, and the two people whose bodies were stained with blood but who were still fighting.

Seeing that the two uncles who had watched him grow up were becoming increasingly unable to hold on.

The crystal light in Xia Qingyu's star-like eyes streaked across her creamy face and dripped down.

He raised his head, looked at the man who was still staring at him on the horse, and said in a voice trembling with tears like a spring:

"Sir, please let our two uncles go!"

As soon as Xia Qingyu said this, she was stopped by the old man, who stood in front of her, blocking the lustful gaze that was about to shoot out, and angrily scolded:
"Qingyu, don't beg him! Even if we beg, he won't let us go!"

When Zhao Zheng heard the woman's clear voice like a spring speak for the first time, begging for mercy, he felt his bones numb.

He even closed his eyes and said with a look of enjoyment:
"Wonderful! Wonderful! Such a beautiful face, such a beautiful voice, such a beautiful prayer. I, Zhao Zheng, am so blessed."

As he spoke, he opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the old man, and whispered to Xia:

"Such a beauty, I wonder, your tearful cry will lead me, Zhao Zheng, to what kind of heavenly bliss?"

The tears on Xia Qingyu's face rolled down. The other party's dirty words made her stubborn and unwilling to say another word.

"brute!!"

"You're looking for death!!"

Duke Xia and Xia Yuan cursed at the same time.

The two guards who were still fighting were stabbed countless times, with their flesh and blood exposed. When they heard Zhao Zheng's words, they tried their best, let go of all their defenses, and slashed at the bodyguards with one sword after another.

After two of Zhao Zheng's personal soldiers were chopped to the ground, the two guards also took the opportunity to stab each other in the chest and abdomen again and again by the personal soldiers, turning the two men into hedgehogs.

The two guards opened their eyes wide, blood flowing out of their mouths, staining their entire bodies red, and fell down unwillingly.

Zhao Zheng watched the two guards fall down with cold eyes.

When his personal soldiers went to besiege the three guards, he remained on his horse and did not get off to fight with the enemy.

Firstly, these three guards were extremely strong. Even in a one-on-one fight, he was not absolutely sure that he could defeat any of them in a short period of time.

Secondly, he was the leader of these personal soldiers. If the three men saw his fate, their first target would definitely be him. They would want to capture him as the leader. In that case, the personal soldiers would be restricted in what they could do.

Of course, the most important thing is that these three people have the ability to kill him, and he is not willing to take the risk.

After watching his personal soldiers stab the three guards on the ground a few more times and confirming that the three guards were completely dead, Zhao Zheng turned his attention to the three unarmed members of the Xia family.

He grinned, looking past the somewhat panicked old man and young man, and said:
"Beauty~Now, no one will disturb us."

Amid the evil laughter of his personal soldiers behind him, Zhao Zheng rode his horse forward with a "clattering" sound.

Now, all he could see was that fair and tender face and those star-like eyes.

Looking at the frightened expression on the other person's face, it was like a sharp arrow piercing his heart, making his heart beat uncontrollably.

He laughed heartily, and, steering his horse, was ready to pull the beauty onto it.

At this moment, the old man pushed the two people behind him hard, causing them to stagger backwards, and then shouted:
"run!!".

Now, the three guards are dead and they no longer have anyone to protect them. As an old father, he can only protect his two children with his aged body.

The old man rushed towards Zhao Zheng who was riding a horse, and tried to hug the horse's legs, trying to use his body to stop the horse from moving forward.

If he could scare the horse, his son and daughter might have a chance to escape.

He just stood in front of the horse Zhao Zheng was riding.

When the warhorse saw someone in front of it, it raised its hooves and kicked randomly a few times, hitting the old man on the shoulder.

"Bang!"

The old man was kicked and fell backwards several times, and returned to the side of the Xia brothers and sisters who were standing there in a daze and had not reacted for a while.

The old man spat out blood, staining his gray beard red. Seeing that the two were still in a daze, he spat out blood and angrily shouted:

"What are you doing! Go! Xia Yuan! Take Qingyu and go quickly!"

The old body staggered to the warhorse and hugged the horse's legs.

The horse was frightened and kept kicking, swinging the old man's body back and forth.

The old man coughed up blood, but he held on to the horse's front legs tightly and said to his children behind him:

"Take Qingyu to Qianzhou, go quickly! I'll stop you!!"

(End of this chapter)