Crowds, even those of the most highly trained, are full of unpredictable variables, more unpredictable than the most restless seas, and only seasoned old boatmen can see the slightest clue before the storm arrives.

Deputy Commander Gu Lun looked at the faces of hundreds of commanders, this was the crowd he was familiar with, most of them could accurately name and come from the tribe, but now they were as strange as a pack of beasts, and their smiles were full of hostility, as if they would tear him apart at any moment.

There is no need to have illusions, the facts are in front of you, Gu Lun said to himself, the dragon king may be able to create miracles, but he can't pin all his hopes on a foreigner, Azheba and the others are too reckless, but they dare to put their ideas into practice, and he has to do something.

The five candidates for the Grand Lieutenant sat in a row, and each of them placed an empty wine jar in front of him, and all the generals and officers from the commander down had five small sheepskins in their hands, one of which was stained with blood, and they would walk in line in front of the wine jar, and throw a sheepskin in each jar, and the one with the most blood sheepskin would become the new Grand Lieutenant of the Guards.

According to the rules, no one is allowed to show his sheepskin to the candidate, let alone speak, so eye contact becomes the only means of communication.

Gu Lun received many glances that hinted at his surname, and if every one of them was true, he would undoubtedly become the new Grand Lieutenant.

He replied with a confident and determined gaze, but he knew in his heart that he was just a decoration like the other three candidates.

When the voting was over, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Gu Lun stood up, smiling, greeting everyone who passed by warmly, occasionally stopping to listen to the whisper of an officer, pretending that everything was still undecided.

The Saint King, the mediocre prince who was once known for his love of alcohol and birds, has now become a hot figure in the North Court, the results have not yet been announced, and there are already officers who can't wait to congratulate him, and Gu Lun has to squeeze through the crowd to get close to him.

"Gulun Duwei ......" King Shengyue opened his arms in welcome, and a few ridiculous words had already reached his throat.

Gu Lun also thought of polite words, but temporarily changed his mind, and rushed in front of the Shengyue King in one step, the dagger in his hand was raised high, but he was not a killer, he couldn't resist the temptation of words, and shouted loudly: "The traitor of the North Court ......"

Those who entered the main tent were not allowed to carry weapons, but in the North Court, the dagger was more of a tool than a weapon, and no one cared about it, let alone searched the body of the lieutenant.

The Holy King was so frightened that he didn't even have time to put away the smile on his face, so it looked even weirder.

Gu Lun felt a pain in his waist, and fell on the body of the Holy King, and he no longer had the strength to stab out the dagger.

The second assassination attempt in the camp also failed.

Gu Lun was stabbed in public, and died in front of hundreds of eyes, and the news immediately spread throughout the camp at the speed of the flood gate.

No one knows how the news changed in the process of spreading, in short, more and more people began to talk about the word "dragon king".

"How can there be such a coincidence, as soon as the captain died, the dragon king appeared nearby, is he a flying immortal?"

"He's not a fairy, he's a devil, you forget, he has a magic bird, it is said that the bird loves to eat the dead, and there have been a lot of dead people in the Dragon Court recently......"

"Really, I saw a very large black shadow in the sky the night before yesterday, and it was certainly not a cloud. ”

"The Dragon King ordered the Demon Bird to kill the Grand Captain, and then appeared to pretend to be a good man. ”

"The Dragon King brought the medicine from the Western Regions, and after Captain Gulun ate it, he became a different person. ”

"Everyone remembers, since the arrival of that demon, the Dragon Court has entered an eventful season, and bad luck has happened one after another......"

The soldiers woke up from the silence, like a group of puppets suddenly given life, summoned by a mysterious power, to gather towards the dragon king's tent.

The impact of the rumors was wonderful, and while the Dragon King became a murderer, his power and image were also exaggerated a thousand times over, and the crowd stopped dozens of paces away, stopped under the mutual pull of hatred and fear.

"Silver Eagle Exorcism. Someone said, these four words are like a code, a ** spread, no one asked how the Khan's winged guards suddenly appeared in the camp.

The duel that was about to start was interrupted, and the silver eagle glanced at the crowd of onlookers, "I said, you can't escape the grassland. ”

Gu Shenwei shook his head slightly, "I also said that I didn't kill people." ”

The silver eagle looked up at the shining starry sky, he never believed in ghosts and gods, he almost felt that the eyes of the old Khan King were staring at him, he couldn't explain such a coincidence, his challenge to the Dragon King, would get so much support, he was not sure of victory, but now he felt that defeat was unimaginable.

"What are you waiting for? Kill the Dragon King, subdue the demons and subdue the demons!"

It seems that someone can't wait.

"Hey, aren't you the guard of King Yao, why are you wearing the clothes of the close guards?"

King Yao's subordinates had just caused trouble in the camp, and this question immediately attracted attention, and no one found the questioner, but everyone's eyes quickly focused on a soldier, who was shouting "Kill the Dragon King" just now.

"He is truly the man who is known as the King of Yao. ”

The identified soldier panicked, there were people in front of him, left and right, and there was nowhere to escape, "I, my borrowed clothes, I hate the Dragon King as much as you do, he is a devil, bringing bad luck to the grassland......"

Someone said a few words in strange language, Gu Shenwei couldn't understand it, but the soldiers present could hear it clearly, and this person was questioning whether King Yao's guards were from Beiting.

This person obviously didn't understand, he was the same as Vajra Toutuo, he was from Hexi, and he had a lot of dealings with the people of Beiting, but he didn't learn the local language seriously.

"I am loyal to Beiting, and no one can question ......"

No one questioned it, and the crowd rushed towards the outsiders like a whirlpool of water, and when the whirlpool dispersed, there was an additional corpse on the raised arms of the crowd.

The corpse drifted forward like a small boat, and was finally thrown heavily in the dueling arena, covered in bruises and shredded clothes.

Old Man Mu quietly disappeared and quietly appeared, except for a few people in the Dragon King's tent, no one noticed his whereabouts.

Old Man Mu winked at Shangguan Ru, showing that the corpse in front of him could not be counted on himself.

There are thousands of ways to kill people, and the sword is just one of them, Shangguan Ru sighed lightly.

The old man Mu found out the annihilation, but he failed to wash the white dragon king, and the soldiers of the close service still regarded the dragon king as a monster.

Silver Eagle has taken a step forward, believing that this is the best time to get started.

Gu Shenwei also had the same idea, and preemptively issued the first knife.

Thousands of people witnessed the duel.

The Dragon King and the Silver Eagle had more spectators for the first time, but it was a melee of more than 20 people, and the Dragon King adopted dodge and counterattack tactics, which ended extremely abruptly, and the vast majority of people did not see the process clearly.

This time, although it was night, it was a one-on-one duel, and from the time the dragon king stabbed the first sword, some soldiers began to light torches and throw them into the field, not to disturb the two sides, but to shine brighter.

Soon, there was a circle of torches around the dragon king and the silver eagle, forming an irregular field, and under the light of the fire, every movement of the two became clearly visible.

Old Man Mu chose to notice the change in the Dragon King's sword technique, and frowned and looked at it for a while, "The Dragon King is not going to be a killer anymore?"

Few people understand the meaning of this sentence, but Shangguan Ru and Shangguan Fei are clear.

Jinpeng knife technique emphasizes fast and strange, always strive for a flank attack, after a move, whether it is in or not to retreat, although the dragon king has greatly transformed the knife technique according to the dead man, probably the principle has not changed much.

But now he sacrificed his strengths and fought with the silver eagle, making thirty moves in a row, and the distance between the two did not exceed five steps.

In the eyes of thousands of soldiers, this duel was very ornamental, the top masters of the North Court fought with the Dragon King of the Western Regions in close combat, their bodies were as fast as two clouds of unpredictable smoke, almost touching the ground, the piercing screams when the narrow knife collided with the scimitar were endless, and each knife had the power to cut iron and break stones.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, a torch flew over everyone's heads and fell directly on both sides of the battle.

The two of them are like tight strings at the moment, plucked by a magical hand just right, and any external force, not even a grain of dust, can attach to the strings.

No one had their hands free to deal with the torch, but it could not land naturally, as if an invisible juggler was constantly throwing upwards.

After a few jumps, the torches were torn apart, and the remaining sparks were like scattered fireflies, jumping upwards and disappearing into the darkness.

Very few people could see how the torches were shattered in the strangulation of the two knives, the silver eagles had slowed down, and Gu Shenwei was no longer blindly seeking speed, but the knives in their hands still exceeded the eyesight of ordinary soldiers.

Old Man Mu's face was as dead as ashes, and he kept whispering: "Dajue Sword Sutra, Dead Man Sutra ......" The Dragon King's sword technique was beyond his imagination, and he couldn't help but be jealous.

Shangguan Fei admired and had a lot of doubts, "Is this the Great Jue Sword Sutra?" Why is it not very similar, the Dragon King didn't use a sword, what kind of sword technique is this?"

"This is the Gu knife technique. Shangguan Ru whispered that many years ago, she had seen an old man perform this set of knife techniques at the gate of her house, and although she couldn't see it all, it was deeply imprinted in her mind.

What Gu Shenwei performed was not exactly the Gu Knife Technique, it was also transformed by the Dead Man's Sutra, and with the non-similar palm of his left hand, he had not practiced this set of knife techniques for a long time, and he was still familiar with it, and he was not at all hand-raw.

Until the age of fourteen, he practiced almost every day, even to the point of boredom, and the result was that he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

The Gu family is known as the double absolute of swords and guns, and Gu Shenwei once felt that they had a false name, until he had the two true qi of yin and yang, could simulate the harmony and strength, and listened to Lian Qing's explanation of the method of strength, that he could truly understand the true meaning of the Gu family's knife technique.

It is not suitable for killers because it is an open-board knife technique.

Sometimes, even the best killers can be forced out of the dark shadows and lose the advantage of sneak attacks, and at this time, the Jinpeng knife technique seems to be overstretched.

Gu Shenwei has been immersed in the environment of a killer for a long time, and it took many lessons to understand this truth: he can't and doesn't want to hide in the dark forever.

(To be continued)