"Can you get what you're alive?"

Guard Zhao said with shame: "Report to the general, it may be difficult. The assassin has very high martial arts skills and is also dead soldiers. We have seriously injured two of them, but they all bit their tongues and committed suicide."

My mother said lightly: "Then let's kill me, it's not difficult to guess who wants my life anyway."

"Yes!" Guard Zhao responded, and his mother glanced at her again and asked, "Can you stand it?"

Guard Zhao shouted: "Yes!"

"Okay." My mother started reading the military newspaper again.

Zhao Guwei said: "For safety reasons, please avoid it for the time being."

My mother waved her hand and said, "Since I can withstand what else can I avoid? Can I let Heijis people laugh at it?"

Guard Zhao said with a flushed face: "Yes!" She got up and drew her sword, standing beside her mother. The guards in the general's mansion were not panicked when they encountered problems. Some people kept running to the front to support them. There were also groups of guards who surrounded our courtyard, unsheathed their swords and huddled their bows, waiting for the development of the situation ahead.

At this time, the noise in front of us became louder, and the sound of soldiers colliding came one after another. From time to time, someone could hear a muffled groan and then silent. In addition, no one would shout loudly. The other party's martial arts were obviously very powerful. Several times the sound of fighting had gradually approached our location, but they were all suppressed back. Although the scene of the fight could not be seen, this thrilling moment was even better than seeing it in person.

I have never seen gang fights in groups, but this is the first time I have experienced such an occasion. I can't help but be afraid and nervous. My hands trembled slightly unconsciously. I want General Wang and the others to see what I am now, and they may even have to laugh. They probably haven't even heard of such a sword god? But I can't blame me. When a gang fights, someone's intestines scatters immediately as soon as they flow out. Now they are dying every minute and every second!

Gradually, the fighting sounded weaker. After a while, it finally returned to silence. A blood-covered team leader ran to us and knelt down and said, "Report to the general, all fourteen assassins were killed." She was cut off by a knife on the forehead, and blood was still bleeding, but her face was full of determination. The woman in the Women's Kingdom was ruthless, which was indeed even better than men.

My mother said, "Where are our people?"

The team leader said sadly: "132 deaths, and countless injuries."

My mother looked aching: "1 to 10? It seems that these are all tough characters."

The team leader said, "According to the observation of Beizhi, there are no less than 5 of them at the early stage of the sword master. The others have not looked at it carefully, and it seems that it will not be bad."
Chapter completed!