Two long spears rushed out of both sides of the street and stabbed towards Ning Buer in the middle of the road. After the long spear, there were two Tang soldiers, not constables from the north and south yamen, not the sixteen guards of the standing guards in the city, nor the Shence army guarding the imperial city.

The two soldiers' eyes were very calm, not like ordinary soldiers, who deliberately pretended to be cruel or cold, and they should be soldiers in the Tang Dynasty who had experienced fighting in battle formations.

Ning Buer took two steps back under his feet, and two spears collided. The two soldiers moved neatly and collected their guns together, setting a distance from Ning Buer, just where the spear was.

Is it Hu Mangou's border army? Ning Buer's first thought was that. In the imperial capital, there were no border army, only hundreds of soldiers who followed Yang Huzi to the city yesterday.

Two more sword and shield hands attacked from Ning Buer's back, holding the Tang Dynasty horizontal sword, which was the sharpest and most enjoyable when killing people.

The Dao Sword hit the round shield in front of the sword and shield hand, and knocked the two sword and shield hand away.

Seven or eight arrows, front and back, drilled out from the darkness. Each arrow pointed to the place where Ning Buer's life gate was located.

These people, these arrows, wanted to take her life away, Ning Buer looked at the two spearmen who were slowly approaching in front of him. The flying sword was already turning around, and the arrows were cut off again.

Two long spears took the opportunity to attack and attack Ning Buer's chest.

Ning Buer reached out and grabbed it in the air. She held the two airs tightly in her hands. After a breath, they were crushed.

The spear did not fall, and blood was already leaking from the corners of the mouths of the two spearmen, so they took a few steps back.

Arrows hit one after another, becoming increasingly dense. At least seventeen or eighteen archers were hiding in the dark and firing cold arrows towards Ning Buer. If you are not careful, the arrows will penetrate into Ning Buer's life gate.

The Dao Jian was not very difficult to deal with, so Ning Buer could continue to move forward, walking very slowly.

The two spearmen did not dare to stop them anymore and retreated to both sides of the road.

In front of the city gate, four soldiers with long halberds walked out. These should be border generals, and the armor on their bodies was different from those of the previous sergeants.

She glanced across the faces of the four generals, and Ning Buer's eyes were still calm. She had not yet murderous intent.

If these people continue to stop her, she doesn't mind letting these people feel the feeling of death.

"Ning Buer!" A general looked at Ning Buer. His voice was a bit rough and a little cold: "Under the Anxi Protectorate of the Tang Dynasty, Song Xiaosi, the captain of the border military in the inner palace, advises you to stop there. Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences."

"Ning Buer, under the rule of the Anxi Protectorate of the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Ji, the army on the Hedong border, advises you to stop there. Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences."

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Four border generals reported their names one after another, and advised Ning Buer to stop. If he stopped, he would sit and wait for death and surrender. That was not Ning Buer's style.

She smiled, her eyes with a decisive look: "I just want to ask, is Guo Xiaojiu outside the city?"

The four generals did not answer, and the long halberd was already pointing at Ning Buer. Hidden in the streets and alleys, nearly a hundred border soldiers who were ready to move came out with weapons and surrounded Ning Buer in the middle of the road.

Ning Buer walked forward, and they also started to attack after the four generals nodded.

The border army wanted to kill her and Guo Xiaojiu, but she didn't know why. But she was Ning Buer never feared death. There were many people in the entire Tang Dynasty who wanted to let her die for various inexplicable reasons, but she had been living well until now.

Those soldiers took action, and they were all elite border troops who had experienced battlefield fighting. Every time they took action, they might kill people.

These border troops are good at cooperating with combat, but they are not inferior to ordinary martial artists. There are swords, shields, and spearmen in front, and there are crossbowmen who are specifically responsible for the black hand. But these people cannot be injured.

The Taoist sword entered the formation like a long snake, wandering in the formation, constantly taking the lives of these soldiers. When Ning Buer walked a dozen steps away from the four generals, nearly half of the soldiers were lying on the street.

The remaining soldiers did not take any more action because the long halberds in the hands of the four generals were divided into two rows and stabbed towards Ning Buer.

The four long halberds danced very quickly, each with its own strengths. I don’t know how many souls were stained with each long halberd. It was even more terrifying than the actions of those ordinary soldiers.

It was already very close to the city gate. Ning Buer's sword technique was quickly squeezed, and the Taoist sword flew past and hit the four long halberds. A series of sparks burst out everywhere.

Ning Buer still did not retreat. Did those people want to take her life with these border troops? Stop Ning Buer's footsteps?

"Retreat!" After the voice fell, one general took two steps back. The other three generals were a little slower than him, but the long halberds almost retreated.

The Dao Sword was revealed, and the four generals could not stop him. Ning Buer was still walking forward, and the Dao Sword stood in front of her.

The four generals made way out of the middle of the road, gradually retreated behind Ning Buer, and stood with the bandits of border troops.

These people looked cold in their eyes, and looked at Ning Buer's back, like poisonous snakes hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Unfortunately, there was no chance for them, because Ning Buer had already stood under the city gate, and she was about to reach out and support the city gate.

A dagger fell from above the door opening, and an assassin stabbed Ning Buer's back.

The Dao Sword was behind Ning Buer and was lifted away by a dagger. The Dao Sword seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, but did not fight back immediately. Instead, it was a little cowardly and did not dare to move forward.

Ning Buer, who was staring at everything from the corner of his eyes, turned his body slightly, wiped the corner of her clothes and stuck it on the city gate.

He reached out to hold the hilt of the Dao Sword, and Ning Buer was almost certain that the assassin's dagger was a bit strange, and the strangeness came from the strange carvings on the dagger. The Taoist long silk at the end of the Dao Sword was dancing lightly with the wind.

While the dagger was not yet drawn by the assassin, Ning Buer swung his sword and slashed it, not controlling the Taoist sword, but swinging the sword.

The Dao Sword saw blood and dripped onto the ground. Half of the arm fell onto the blood drops, and the dagger was still inserted above the city gate.

The assassin held the broken half of his arm and took several steps back, jumped, and actually hid in the wall on the top of the door opening.

The four generals looked at everything in front of them and still did not choose to take action. As long as Ning Buer opened the city gate, there would naturally be someone outside the city to kill her, so they would need to take action again.

So Ning Buer reached out and gently buckled the city gate.

"Ning Buer." The Dao Sword rushed towards the wind. There was a young man wearing a sword above the sword body. He was anxious and reached out to stop.

Hearing the sound coming from behind, Ning Buer's arm, which fell on the city gate, slowly lowered it. She quickly turned her head and looked behind her. On the Dao Sword, who else could it be if it weren't Guo Xiaojiu?

Her brows frowned tightly, and she didn't understand why Guo Xiaojiu appeared in the city.

The sword was unsheathed, and the Taoist sword stood in front of Ning Buer. Guo Xiaojiu stood with the sword, looking at the many soldiers in front of him, which were border troops, the border troops of the Tang Dynasty.

The border troops of the Tang Dynasty should not die here. He raised his sword and pointed at the generals in the front: "No matter what the reason you come from, I don't want you good men of the Tang Dynasty to die under the swords of their own people, not on the battlefield."

Guo Xiaojiu stretched out his hand and took Ning Buer's hand. Two Taoist swords surrounded Ning Buer's body.

"Aren't you outside the city?" Ning Buer asked in a low voice in Guo Xiaojiu's ear.

"I will tell you this matter slowly when I return to the restaurant." Guo Xiaojiu had not yet thought about how to explain to Ning Buer, so he could only make an excuse for the time being.

The sword was held in his hand, and Guo Xiaojiu led Ning Buer into the city.

The four generals at the forefront didn't look very good on their faces. The previous one was enough for them to drink a pot, but now there was a Guo Xiaojiu suddenly appear, and they were definitely not even opponents.

After the leading generals took a step back slightly, these border troops made way for a road.

The blood of their border troops was on the road, and they died in the imperial capital.

Several generals looked at the corpses and blood on the streets and alleys, held the long halberd in their hands, but still did not take action. It was not because they were afraid, but because they had a more important mission and could not all die in the imperial capital.

Even if they wanted to, the Lord Protector would not agree.
Chapter completed!