Chapter 18: Frosty Wind and Murderous Intent

Chapter 18: Frosty Wind and Murderous Intent

Chapter 18: Frosty Wind and Murderous Intent
The night was deep, there was no moonlight in the sky, and snowflakes were falling like catkins.
It covered the entire world, with only the snowflakes flickering faintly in the darkness.

The cold wind blew the trees around the caravan swaying and making rustling sounds that blended with the occasional sound of horse hooves.

At this time, a figure appeared on the side of the convoy like a ghost.
He was wearing a linen shirt and a black cloth on his head, leaving only a pair of eyes flashing with a cold light.

His steps were light and swift, as if leaving no traces on the snow, and he moved silently among the convoys.

Wu Fuliu stared at the convoy and saw that the hot air emitted by the horses quickly condensed in the cold air, forming patches of white mist.

The people in the convoy were wrapped in thick cotton jackets and gathered around the campfire to take the gifts.

He carefully hid on the side of the carriage and looked at the faces through the gap between the wheels.

After a quick scan, he found that Yan Wujian was not there, so he quickly walked to the back of the convoy!

Soon, he passed the carriage containing the wounded and saw the two carriages used to carry the bodies.

When he saw the carriage, a cold light flashed in Wu Fuliu's eyes.
In this northern border area, human life is worthless. Why is it carried in a horse-drawn carriage? There must be something fishy going on.

Thinking of this, Wu Fuliu's steady heartbeat began to thump, and an unprecedented feeling began to spread.

Killing his enemies with his own hands, nothing in the world could make his blood boil more than this, not even fighting in the battlefield.

His eyes were fixed on the soldier sitting in the driver's seat.

He didn't know the man, but he thought he was Yan San's subordinate.

Xiao Shunzi said that there were two people in the last carriage.

Now the driver went to the camp to eat, but this man stayed here, enduring the cold.

Wu Fuliu already knew what this meant!
Yan Wujian was right here, in that pitch-black carriage.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Fuliu pushed off the ground with his left foot, stepped out with his right foot, curled up his body, and rolled to the side of the carriage!
He gently held the dagger in his left hand, his eyes flashed fiercely, he stood on tiptoe, and gently approached the driver's position!

In the darkness, the cold murderous intent spread little by little.

The horse seemed to feel a little uneasy and snorted softly, padding its hooves slightly.

The soldier was eating from a bowl when he was startled and kicked the man.
"You can't even let me eat in peace, you damned animal!"

The soldier's eyes suddenly widened, a dull look flashed through them, followed by a deep fear.

A cold hand silently passed through his neck and tightly clamped him!
This hand was incredibly powerful, like a spear forged from fine steel. No matter how hard he hit it, he couldn't break free!
The big bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and the broth spilled into the wind and snow, making the white mist even thicker.

Wu Fuliu pressed his body tightly against the soldier, and no matter how he struggled, his right hand remained motionless.

His left hand had already been quietly raised, and the dagger flashing with an icy light was pressed against the soldier's neck!

"Follow the right master in your next life."

Without hesitation, the sharp tip of the dagger slid down the skin from top to bottom, piercing the flesh.
With a slight "puff" sound, the long knife pierced into the neck from the upper left to the lower right!

The knife avoided the vital part, and no blood splattered, but it cut his throat.
The cramped and suffocating feeling came double.

The man shivered a few times, his pupils dilated, his mouth opened wide, his face was full of fear, and he fell silent.

Wu Fuliu was not at all upset about this.
He gently pulled out the dagger, switched it to his right hand, and climbed onto the carriage with a little effort!

He stared at the carriage curtains, his face thoughtful.

He snorted coldly, stretched out his dagger and gently poked it open!

There were not many things in the carriage. Two bodies covered with white cloth lay quietly inside, making the carriage seem eerily quiet.
I didn't see Yan Wujian as expected.

But there was no disappointment in Wu Fuliu's eyes, only a hint of sarcasm.

It was because the white cloth covering the body on the right was shaking slightly.
Maybe it was the little remnants left by the whistling cold wind.

Wu Fu moved his body gently, and the creaking sound was particularly obvious in the dark night.
The closer he got, the more violently the white cloth shook!

Before he got close, Wu Fuliu's eyes lit up with ferocity.
He raised his right hand high, lunged forward, and stabbed the white cloth with force!
He did not lift the white cloth to see,

On the battlefield, life and death are at stake, so never hesitate when given the opportunity to take action!

As for whether it is true or not, it will be the same after killing him and then seeing.

But at this moment, the corpse covered with white cloth on the left suddenly stood up, and a sharp long knife chopped down from top to bottom!

The white cloth was lifted, and Wu Fuliu's pupils suddenly contracted. There was another one! !

At the same time, the body covered with white cloth on the right suddenly shrank back into the carriage, revealing a face that was extremely familiar to him.

Yan Wujian with a face full of fear!
There was a fierce light in Wu Fuliu's eyes, and a strong excitement surged up. He found it!
In an instant, Wu Fuliu's pupils shrank into a dot.

My sight met that snow-white sword.
The long sword that was originally as fast as the wind suddenly slowed down, and time seemed to stand still.
The ferocious and angry face of the strange soldier was immediately visible, and there was a strong cruelty in his eyes.
But Wu Fuliu's eyes were calm at the moment. In his world,

Finding the enemy means the fighting is over.

The dagger in his hand was the first to arrive, and it rose up and collided heavily with the long knife that chopped down.
"Ding!" The sound of fine iron colliding rang out.
Then, as the big man's eyes widened in astonishment,

The dagger gently slashed upwards, from the tip to the handle, and the long knife was swung open.

Wu Fuliu flashed at the same time, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, and quickly moved closer.
The muscles of the right hand that was raised high suddenly tensed up, and he stabbed down with the backhand!

The dagger cuts through the air like a dragon.
With the force of thunder, he stabbed the soldier's neck!

It only takes a moment to turn the tables!
The sound of the dagger piercing flesh echoed in the carriage, and the man looked shocked.
Wu Fuliu did not hold back, and slashed with the dagger.
The huge force caused the dagger to burst out from the back of the man's neck.

Then he swung his arm and bent the bow like a full moon.
The dagger turned into a silver moonlight and stabbed straight out!

I saw a little ripple in Wu Fuliu's calm eyes.
Just like the morning light breaking through the darkness, murderous intent instantly filled his eyes!

"Death!"

The soft voice echoed in the carriage, but to Yan Wujian's ears it sounded like a loud bell!

"Rao"

Without giving him a chance to speak, the dagger had already pierced his throat like an arrow.
The dagger pierced through the neck and penetrated deeply into the compartment wall!
"Boom!"

At this moment, Wu Fuliu had already turned around. Hearing the sound, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly disappeared into the darkness.

What is a brave soldier? He kills two people in one move and then leaves without hesitation.

Yan Wujian waved his hands feebly, his eyes filled with disbelief and panic, not daring to touch his neck.

In the dim light, he felt his hands being drenched in warm liquid, and a wisp of white mist emerged in his sight.
His vision became increasingly blurred, and his hands gradually became weaker.
Until his hands fell down weakly, his head seemed to lose support, leaned back and hit the wall of the compartment.
thump.

In the darkness, Wu Fuliu no longer spared his speed and strength.
He threw the hemp clothes aside, and the whole person moved as swiftly as a cheetah in the snow.

Grab the snow on the ground with both hands and rub it on your hands to get rid of the bloody smell and blood stains.
He quickly arrived at the carriage, looked around vigilantly, and jumped in with a light jump!

There was no one in the carriage, but Wu Fuliu did not stop.
He quickly took the package and put on a slightly worn piece of clothing inside.

Then he swept his eyes around, picked up the long knife placed on the side, pointed the handle at his chest, and smashed it hard!
But the next moment! His arm suddenly stopped, his face thoughtful.

After thinking it over again and again, he put the long sword aside.
In such a dangerous situation, we cannot allow ourselves to lose our fighting power!

After doing all this, he got into the simple bed on the ground.
Try to control your breathing, inhale less and exhale less, so that your face becomes paler little by little.

Time passes little by little, and the waiting time is undoubtedly long.
But along with the joy of revenge, Wu Fuliu felt that time did not seem so slow.

A quarter of an hour later, scattered footsteps were heard outside the carriage, accompanied by some soldiers talking.

"This is a really filling meal, and there's even mutton."

"Yes, yes. I haven't eaten such delicious food for a long time. This Mr. Lu is really amazing. He always gets something good."

"Didn't you go take a look ahead? There might be something better there, hehehe."

"You mean those women?"

"Otherwise, even though she doesn't look good, she has a great figure. I heard that she's very tight, hahahaha."

"Hey! Xiao Shunzi, it is said that a man has three wives and four concubines.

You are disabled now, and you only have one wife left. Buy a woman to serve you, so that you can have at least two wives. "

"I...I can't. I don't have any money."

Xiao Shunzi's voice sounded a little awkward and his steps were a little flustered.

"Nonsense, I've heard it all. You beheaded a lot of people this time, so the reward is enough.

Here, you give me the money and I'll pick out a nice one for you!"

"No, that's not necessary." "Hey! Although we are not familiar with each other, we are all comrades, so don't be polite!"

Wu Fuliu in the carriage narrowed his eyes slightly, coughed lightly, and spoke hoarsely:
"Xiao Shunzi, come in quickly."

He took the long knife from his side, gently lifted the curtain and looked out.

I saw a sturdy soldier struggling with Xiao Shunzi.

Seeing him looking over, the soldier's eyes showed a hint of fear and he used less force.

Xiao Shunzi then squeezed over, climbed into the carriage without saying a word, and pulled the curtain!

"Tsk, what are you so proud of? You're already disabled, why are you going back to work as a carriage driver? I'm still freezing here!"

When Xiao Shunzi heard the noise outside, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he was about to grab the long knife.

But Wu Fuliu grabbed him and said softly:
"Let him take advantage of the benefits of words. It's okay. I can make it up to him later."

Xiao Shunzi nodded and asked quickly:
"How about it?"

Wu Fuliu smiled gently: "Everything went well."

Xiao Shunzi's eyes suddenly burst into intense joy, followed by surging tears.
He held the empty cuffs, felt the wetness of the wound, and smelled the blood in the carriage.
Unable to suppress the grievance in her heart any longer, she buried her head between her legs and her suppressed sobs finally came out.

Wu Fuliu's eyes softened a little bit, and he patted him gently.
After all, Xiao Shunzi is only a sixteen-year-old child, and he must have been extremely scared these days.

"We have avenged our great vengeance. When our injuries have healed, I will treat you to a drink."

"Yeah," Xiao Shunzi raised his brows and nodded repeatedly.

"No, I won't be discovered."

Xiao Shunzi raised his head, his eyes and nose were red, and his face was flustered.

After the impulse of revenge, what follows is the fear of being discovered!
"Don't panic, you and I are disabled people. Yan Wujian has done many evil things, he deserves to die!"

Just then, a scream came from outside!
"Enemy attack!! Enemy attack!!"

"Dead! Dead!"

Xiao Shunzi's body suddenly tensed up, and panic flashed in his eyes again, but Wu Fuliu patted him gently and nodded heavily at him!
Let him ease his nervous mood a little.

Under the sky, snowflakes fluttered down like catkins, silently covering the ground.

In the darkness of night, a carriage stood alone at the end of the convoy.
The snow was deep on the wheels, and the horse hoof prints were covered with fresh snow.

Inside the carriage, dim moonlight shines through the cracks, casting mottled shadows inside the carriage.
The curtains of the carriage were half open, and cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew in, and the air in the carriage condensed into ice!
The soldier approached the carriage, and a cold breath hit him.

When I saw the scene inside, I couldn't help but shudder.

Inside the carriage, a body was nailed to the wall with a dagger, and blood was splattered.
There was a dagger stuck in his neck, the tip of the dagger was inserted into the wall of the carriage, nailing him firmly to the wooden board of the carriage.

The blood had already solidified with the clothes and wooden boards, forming a glaring red.

The man's face was distorted and hideous, his eyes were wide open, as if he still had the fear and despair he felt in life.

His hands hung limply, the bloodstains on his fingers looked hideous and terrifying, and his fingertips turned white due to the force.

On one side, there was a corpse with its neck cut open, with a look of shock on its face.

On the other side of the carriage, there was a bruised corpse with a large hole on its neck, which was now frozen.

The tragic deaths of the three men caused the soldiers who came to the scene to gasp in shock.
In the end what happened?
At this time, an older soldier came forward with a stern face, and stayed beside the soldier with bruises on his face for a long time, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

"Brother Chen, how is it?" someone asked.

"Stop making noise, do you think I'm a god?"

The soldier cursed loudly, stared at the bruises on his neck, and shook his head slowly:

"What a strong force! Li Laoyi, come and see, do you have such great strength?"

"Hey, here we come."

A muffled voice sounded, and a big man came over, reached out and touched the man's neck, and shook his head:

"Brother Chen, no, this man's neck is broken."

"Even you don't have this strength? Could it be a Yuan person?"

The older soldier climbed onto the carriage, gently grasped the dagger, and used some force to pull it out. His face became solemn again.

"What a great strength! I have only felt this kind of strength in Yuan warriors!"

"Yuanren???"

The soldiers present cried out in surprise, their long swords flew up one after another, and they looked around vigilantly.

"Old Chen, are you sure?" At this time, the general flag escorting the captured spoils came over and asked.

“I’m not sure, but with such a great force, we have thousands of households, but not many.

In the last competition, only Liu Hei Ying could shoot a bow weighing 200 jin, so he couldn’t have killed him.”

The general's face suddenly darkened: "Who else?"

The soldier thought for a moment:

"Lord Lu should be able to do it too. Last time he killed that Yuan soldier, he chopped his head in half with one sword. This is much more difficult than shooting a bow two hundred times." The soldier named Chen said again.

"Stop talking nonsense!" The general flag showed an angry look on his face.

But soon, he saw the soldiers around him with strange expressions on their faces.
Suddenly he woke up, his eyes sharp, and he stabbed the soldier named Chen:
"You mean it could have been done by the two of them?"

The soldier named Chen shrugged his shoulders and did not answer directly. Instead, he pointed at the corpse at the back and said:

"He is Yan Wujian. It was he who caused Wu Fuliu to collapse in the car.

He was convicted by Lord Xiao Lu, and as for why he is here, I don't know."

The general flag glanced at the soldier named Chen, somewhat dissatisfied.

Such an old sly fellow, only speaks half the words.
Isn't it obvious why this person is here?
Someone is trying to protect it, and there is no need to say who it is, everyone present knows it.

After taking a deep breath, the general said in a deep voice:

"Put the body away and have the coroner perform an autopsy after we return to Gyeongju."

"Sir, aren't you going to investigate the murderer? You can tell a lot about a person right after he dies.
If it's one more day, it will be difficult to find the murderer." The soldier named Chen warned suspiciously.

"Shut up! Our military duty is to transport the captured.
If the Yuan people really come here, we will be blamed.
The best thing to do now is to be on guard to prevent further deaths. Okay, hurry up and act!"

The soldiers around smiled softly and moved reluctantly.
The general who saw this scene breathed a sigh of relief.

He is not stupid. Being caught between Lord Lu and Captain Yan, it is best for him to do nothing. Otherwise, it would be uncomfortable if he offended both sides.

The soldier named Chen was also busy at one side.
He walked around the carriage calmly, his eyes constantly scanning the ground.

When he came to the side of the carriage, his eyes fixed.
I saw half of the footprint hidden behind the wheel, not yet covered by the snow.

He chuckled, glanced at the darkness in the distance, scratched his ears, and walked over as if nothing had happened.

As he walked he shouted:
"Do it cleanly and clean up the blood around the carriage. If you attract wolves, I will not spare you."

In the distance, the captain-general looked at the busy soldiers and sighed helplessly. He stretched out his hand and pinched his brow.

He waved to one of his trusted followers;
"come over."

"Sir, what do you want me to do for you?" The soldier had a simple and honest appearance and dark skin, and looked like a reliable person.

The general thought for a moment, leaned forward and lowered his voice and said:
"When tomorrow morning comes, you will return to the camp and tell the captain about Yan Wujian.

They said that three people were inexplicably killed or injured, and they suspected that it was done by the Yuan people. Two of them were soldiers accompanying the army, and the other one looked very similar to Yan Wujian. "

"Sir, he is Yan Wujian. I have seen him specifically."

The general's chest suddenly swelled, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and slapped the car:

"Don't I know him? There are 413 of us on this trip. Is his name among them?

No matter who asks you, just say you don't know him or her. Don't say anything else. Be smart!"

The soldier scratched his head, his honest eyes full of confusion: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)