Chapter 301: Fighting in Beijing.

Seeing that the enemy is weak and we are strong, how could Fan Xian let go of this opportunity to defeat a helpless enemy?
The black dagger shot out like lightning! And he also turned into a shadow and rushed out.

The man knew that this was a matter of life and death, and without hesitation, he used his palm as a knife to cut towards Fan Xian's dagger, and then just before contact, he changed the cut into a grab, trying to clamp down on Fan Xian's attack.
The weirdo understood that he might not be able to return alive this time.

The dagger was obviously poisoned. If he used his bare hands to fight the enemy, even if it was just a scratch, he would not be able to withstand it for long.

But, at least we should die together with the other party!

The only way to accomplish this is with the cooperation of two people!

The jet-black dagger pierced the strange man's palm, and then Fan Xian's wrist was grabbed by the other party. Seeing the other party's actions, Fan Xian was shocked and subconsciously punched the other party in the chest with all his strength!
However, the opponent did not defend himself, but took the opportunity to close the distance and hugged Fan Xian!
Behind my head, the sound of a fist breaking through the wind came in an instant!

Is this the boxer from before? How could he still have the willpower and stamina to deliver such a fatal blow?
Although this was the last attack launched by the two opponents at the risk of their lives, it also put Fan Xian into a great crisis!
At the critical moment, Fan Xian let out a strange cry and punched the person in front of him with all his strength again. A silent sound came, but the other party did not say a word. Fan Xian looked carefully and found that the other party had died.

But before he died, the other party still held Fan Xian tightly.

That's too late!

Fan Xian's right hand loosened, and the dagger in his hand slipped down, and was caught by his left hand in an instant. In a flash, Fan Xian pressed the button on the dagger.
A sudden ray of light connected the two of them.

On one side is the end of the handle of the dagger in Fan Xian's hand, and on the other side is the boxer's forehead!
This is a tricky and ruthless spike!

It is also Fan Xian’s last resort!

A weak fist landed on Fan Xian, without causing any movement. The opponent had already stopped breathing before landing. The reason why this weak fist could still land on Fan Xian was only because of inertia.

"Ah!"

With a loud shout, the domineering true energy burst out again, and the broken bodies of the two people flew in two directions uncontrollably.

Just as Fan Xian was about to break free and breathe a sigh of relief, a voice came at the right moment:

"Fire arrows!"

At some point, a huge crossbow was placed at a high point, and the flashing cold arrows were aimed at Fan Xian.

In addition to this giant crossbow, countless arrows were also shot down from above. Although many attacks were blocked by the trees, the number of remaining attacks was also considerable.

This was shot from the upper left side of the forest. This group of snipers had obviously planned carefully and blocked all possible paths for Fan Xian to escape.

But Fan Xian’s subsequent actions left everyone stunned!
He bent down with a solid iron bridge, allowing him to dodge the fatal arrow. Then he tore off the lining on his body with a huge force, revealing his naked body covered with scars. He kept turning his wrist to inject his true energy into it, and the cloth was like a rotating propeller, constantly wrapping the flying arrows in it, preventing them from getting any closer!
Then he stepped on the ground with his left foot, and slid towards the city guard crossbow like a fox.
Countless arrows belatedly rubbed into the mud behind him, as if they were witnessing his figure.
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When Wu Zhu walked here holding the bloody iron rod, Fan Xian had been sitting on this broken giant crossbow for some time.

Looking at the Gundam and Wang Qinian in Wu Zhu's left hand, Fan Xian chuckled, "Uncle?"

"They just passed out. Do you need me to wake them up?"

After saying this, without waiting for Fan Xian to answer, he threw the two men to the ground and gently pinched their necks, and they woke up.
"Sir? I'm still alive?"

Gundam was unable to stand up due to his leg injury.

Wang Qinian quickly stood up, knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and saluted, "Sir, I failed to do my job well and almost put you in danger. Please punish me!"

Fan Xian watched Uncle Wu Zhu disappear silently in the field again and shook his head slightly.

Looking at the bloody mess on the field, filled with a dark red color, he sighed and said, "There are only three of us alive." Wang Qinian was not injured, which was lucky. Fan Xian felt stuffy in his chest, but it was not a big problem. However, the rest of the Supervisory Council were not so lucky. There were less than 30 people in the team who followed Fan Xian back to the capital, and now there was no one left!
No matter what, at this moment, Fan Xian's tense heart finally relaxed.

The other side had no survivors. Perhaps from the moment Wu Zhu took action, Fan Xian should not have expected that any survivors could be left.

Standing on this high ground, Fan Xian looked around indifferently. He did not feel sorry for the group of soldiers in front of him, but felt it was not worth it for his own comrades who died. They did not die in the war with foreign countries, but died in this meaningless internal friction.

Their loyalty is worth remembering, and we also need to move forward.

"Send a flare, a level one flare!" Fan Xian whispered to Wang Qinian.

The other party understood and stood up. After rummaging in his arms for a while, he took out a long tube and pointed it at the sky. Then a bright light that could be clearly seen even in broad daylight shot out.

"Sir, these are all soldiers."

Although Gundam is not very smart, he also realized something.

Fan Xian nodded and began to think.

The Qing army is indeed the strongest among all the countries. This unknown army is also a powerful force! This powerful fighting power and iron-like discipline. Thinking about the dying blow of the two just now, it is really a terrible fighting will.

How great would it be if these people were facing Northern Qi?

The three of them found some usable items on the ground and put them on their bodies. Fan Xian also picked up a piece of clothing that was not too damaged and put it on the outside. Each of them held a long sword in his hand and walked towards the official road.

They returned to the damaged carriage. Fan Xian went inside to check and found that the clothes he carried were almost destroyed. He put away his medicine powder and came out to wait there.

This time, he calculated his route and time to return to Beijing so accurately.
Fan Xian's eyes swept across Gao Da and Wang Qinian imperceptibly. This was one of the suspicious points.

Why the other party would take action on the edge of Kyoto became the second most concerning question for Fan Xian!

Why choose here?

If the Black Cavalry returns to the camp, will he relax his vigilance?

It is true, but the cost outweighs the gain!

How is it different from rebellion to do such an act under the nose of Emperor Qing? And who has the ability to mobilize so many military supplies and city defense equipment?

Of course, there is another question: Why did the Kyoto garrison, which was responsible for protecting the safety of Kyoto, not notice it?

Even now they haven't arrived at the scene!

The countless questions did not give Fan Xian a headache, but just made him feel cold in his heart.

Perhaps noticing that something was wrong with Fan Xian, Wang Qinian rolled his eyes and suggested, "Sir, how about we withdraw from the vicinity of Kyoto first, return to Weizhou, get in touch with Kyoto, and then enter the city?"

"At worst, we can go to the Black Knights' camp first."

"Someone is coming!"

Fan Xian turned his gaze to the side of the official road, where he heard a rapid sound of horse hooves coming from far away and approaching quickly.

(End of this chapter)