The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 160 With the King's Head, Sacrificial Robe

The expressions of Erha and the others suddenly changed.

They were all seriously injured, and at this time, a few random people with handles in their hands could take them all in one go.

And hearing the dense sound of horseshoes, there must be more than three or five people coming.

The fight between Zhao Yu and Jiang Nanyue may sound cumbersome, but in reality it was not even enough for two sticks of incense.

Jin Yichuan and the others went to kill King Yun fifty miles away. Counting the round trip, the time for two incense sticks was simply unrealistic.

Therefore, the sudden sound of horseshoes is definitely not the warriors of the supervisory department led by Jin Yichuan!

Those bloody wrestlers who were scolded by Zhao Yu looked at each other the first time they heard the sound of horseshoes, and then picked up the waist knife on the ground without saying a word, stood up tremblingly, and put Zhao Yu was surrounded in the middle.

After a few breaths, Yiqi jumped over the mountain pass and appeared in front of Zhao Yu.

When everyone saw Jin Yichuan sitting on horseback, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The wrestlers appeared one after another behind him. In addition to Jin Yichuan and the wrestlers, there was also a middle-aged man in a brocade robe among the cavalry.

"How did you come back so quickly?"

Zhao Yu looked at Jin Yichuan who dismounted and came in front of him, then looked at the man surrounded by warriors, and said with some doubts.

Even though their crotches are all first-class horses brought by the army, but the horses don't have wings.

Fifty miles away, how to capture King Yun in two sticks of incense, and then return to this mountain depression?

"Returning to my lord, the subordinate led the people to rush for ten miles, but they met them who turned back..."

Jin Yichuan pointed to King Yun behind him, and clasped his fists at Zhao Yu and replied.

It turned out that when the guards beside King Yun were chased and killed by Zhao Yu, Jiang Nanyue wanted to stay and stop Zhao Yu and others.

King Yun was very confident in Jiang Nanyue's skills, not to mention Zhao Yu, even Li Xunhuan was no match for Jiang Nanyue.

The overconfident King Yun didn't listen to Jiang Nanyue's words and went straight to the capital. Instead, he turned back with the only two remaining guards, wanting to see what kind of person this Jinyiwei Beisi Zhenfu envoy who chased and killed him was like.

At this sight, he met Jin Yichuan who was about to surround and kill him. After a fight, he beheaded the two guards and brought him back to King Yun along the way.

But just like what Zhao Yu thought before, except for him and Erha, the minds of the people in the supervisory department are quite normal.

Although King Yun was captured, Jin Yichuan and the warriors did not dare to act rashly, they just planned to bring King Yun back to threaten Jiang Nanyue.

Everyone knows the consequences of besieging and killing the vassal king!
"You are Cloud King Zhu Rui?"

With the support of Erha, Zhao Yu came to the front of Central Cloud King.

Although Zhao Yu had never met King Yun himself, but the first time he saw King Yun, he knew that this guy was definitely King Yun.

That shoehorn face is definitely a true biography of the old Zhu family!

Although King Yun is now a prisoner, he still feels good about himself.

Seeing Zhao Yu's question, he raised his nostrils to look at Zhao Yu, and scolded condescendingly: "Bold! You are just a royal family slave, how dare you call me by my king's name?"

"Ah."

The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth twitched slightly upon hearing this.This guy is really unstoppable!
How the hell have you come to this point, and you're still putting yourself on the airs of a prince?
Zhao Yu didn't say much, but walked to a place in the mountain step by step.

On the ground under his feet, he could still vaguely see traces of a fire not long ago.

And here is the place where the strongman from the headquarters of the supervisory department committed suicide by the sword of Jing Wuming!
Zhao Yu, who came here, looked at the burn marks on the ground, and then waved behind him without looking back.

"My lord, please!"

Seeing this, Jin Yichuan came to King Yun, and coldly made a gesture of please.

King Yun sneered at Zhao Yu, who had his back turned to him, and then stepped forward. He really wanted to see what this slave of the Zhu family could do to him!
King Yun walked slowly to Zhao Yu's side, and was about to speak, but the corner of his eyes inadvertently swept across the ground not far from Zhao Yu.

The snow had been cleared away, and there were some traces of previous burns scattered on the open ground.

What surprised King Yun was that there were two dead heads side by side on the open space!
Of these two heads, one is Shangguan Jinhong, the leader of the money gang, and the other is his concubine, Jiang Nanyue!
"Zhao Yu! If you dare to kill the concubine, this king will have you..."

boom!
Before King Yun could finish speaking, Zhao Yu glanced directly at Erha next to him, and Erha, who understood, knocked directly on the crook of King Yun's leg with the scabbard.

How could the pampered King Yun endure such pain?

He bent his legs and knelt down in front of the open space.

"princess?"

Zhao Yu turned his head to look at King Yun, who was kneeling on the ground, and said with a sneer, "How can a mere princess be worth my worthless robe?"

"grown ups……"

Listening to Zhao Yu's words, King Yun couldn't react for a while, but Jin Yichuan behind him broke out in a cold sweat.

He has been following Zhao Yu for a long time, after these words, combined with Zhao Yu's actions in the past two days, he guessed what Zhao Yu was going to do.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing Zhao Yu's trembling hand taking over the ordinary waist knife handed over by the big man beside him, King Yun was startled.

"I am the King of Daganyun, how dare you?!"

"Killing the prince is to destroy the nine clans, Zhao Yu, you have to think clearly!"

"This king is a vassal king, you can just say what you want, and I can forget about the past..."

……

The more expressionless Zhao Yu was, the more fearful King Yun became.

At this moment, he finally believed that this guy really wanted his head!
But he is the cloud king!

The most honorable prince of the royal family!

He, Zhao Yu, is nothing more than the envoy of Jinyiwei Beisi, a servant of the royal family!How dare he do such a rebellious thing?
"I just want one thing..."

Zhao Yu slowly drew out the ordinary waist knife worn by the warrior, and looked at the terrified King Yun with a calm expression.

"What, as long as you can say it, I will definitely promise you!"

King Yun seemed to grasp the last straw, and hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Zhao Yu turned his head and glanced at the place where the strongman died, then looked at King Yun and said lightly: "I want your head to sacrifice to my robe..."

head?

King Yun was a little confused.

He is a majestic pro-vassal prince, and he actually wants to pay a head for a minion?
Just as King Yun was stupefied, Zhao Yu, who had already been exhausted all over his body, took his last breath and raised his knife to chop off King Yun's head.

Panting, Zhao Yu paused for a moment, then picked up the head that King Yun had rolled down, and gently placed it next to the heads of Shangguan Jinhong and Jiangnanyue.

brush!
After finishing all this, Zhao Yu put the waist saber of the powerful man in front of the three heads, and then knelt down on one knee.

All the warriors from the supervisory headquarters watched Zhao Yu kneel down, and then restrained their shock, and followed Zhao Yu to kneel down.

"Today, I, Zhao Yu, use the king's head... to sacrifice my robes!"

(End of this chapter)