"Greetings to the Lord Zhongtang, the lower official Zhao Wuyan has come to rescue him late, and I hope to forgive him." A military officer passed by everyone and came to Li Zhongtang and bowed.

"Let your men put down their weapons. It was the young man who saved me. If he hadn't been there today, I would have died at Dorobel's hands." Li Zhongtang's voice was calm and his expression was not angry.

After a sudden change, the old man, who was over 60 years old, still had no panic on his face.

The person who came was his student, Zhao Wuyan, the admiral of the Nine Gate.

Zhao Wuyan waved his hand, and the group of officers and soldiers immediately put away their weapons and retreated to the back. Only Ning Xiu and Dorobel were left on the field.

"Mr. Zhao, you are here just in time. Protect Benbele quickly. This crazy man wants to kill me." Dorobel shouted loudly.

Zhao Wuyan looked at Ning Xiu still not stopping, frowned and said, "Okay, leave the next thing to me and the teacher. You can go back and recuperate."

"If I kill him, I will naturally leave."

Ning Xiu replied casually, his tone was plain as if he was talking about something extraordinary.

As soon as the words came, the scene was silent, and only the whimpering sounds of the cold wind blew, as well as the sound of people's own breathing.

In the silence, everyone looked alert and looked at Ning Xiu with a slight uneasy look. Li Qingyi looked even more worried in the crowd.

Zhao Wuyan, the admiral of the Nine Gate, walked slowly forward and looked at Ning Xiuyin and said angrily: "What do you want to do?"

"Do you know what you're going to do?"

"Do you know what you are going to do will bring us and how much trouble it will cause to the Lord Zhongtang?"

In early spring, snow suddenly fell in Sijiu City, and snowflakes fell from the sky, and there was still a burning fire behind him.

Ning Xiu looked up and continued walking forward with a big gun.

On the other hand, Dorobel lost his previous panic at this time. He knew that even if Li Zhongtang and Zhao Wuyan and the others wanted to kill him like Ning Xiu, they would come out to protect him.

"If you want to assassinate my Qing Beile in front of the world, I will admire your courage and stupidity very much."

Dorobel was unscrupulous.

"Collecting with the Gentiles and selling the country for honor is unfaithful; doing such rebellious things by the royal family is unfilial; supporting evil and meat to the people is unkind; assassinating colleagues and killing innocent people is unrighteous."

"Kill an unfaithful person!"

"Kill an unfilial person!"

"Kill an unkind person!"

"Kill an unrighteous person!"

Ning Xiu criticized Dorobel's crimes one after another, looked back at Zhao Wuyan, and said, "Why can't unfaithful and unfilial people like this betrayal and unrighteous?"

"Mr. Zhao, I want to ask where you were when the British and French coalition forces entered the city?"

"Where were you when the Old Summer Palace was burned?"

"Where are you when those beasts plunder and humiliate the people?"

"Ahem......"

Li Zhongtang, in the distance, suddenly coughed in pain after hearing Ning Xiu's words. His gray eyebrows were covered with snowflakes, like two sticky snow that refused to fall. He was a little angry and helpless.

"Dorobel broke the law, and he will have a court judgment. You would rather have a great future than ruin yourself for this person who is destined to be doomed."

Ning Xiu turned around and looked at the old man and said, "Sir, the times should change."

"You advocate learning to change, yes, but this is just a skill, not a Tao, and it cannot solve the root cause of things."

"This world is not the world of the Qing Dynasty, nor is it the world of his Aisin Gioro family. This world is the world of the world of the people!"

"There is no man who can't see the future, and the dead cannot call the next step."

"From now on, I would rather kill people than borrow from others."

"Quick! Stop him!"

The old man shouted in the crowd.

But it was still too late. Ning Xiu's spear broke through the wind and snow and penetrated Dorobel's throat.

Dorobel didn't think clearly until his death, how dare the other party?

I am the Beile of the Qing Dynasty. As long as I am not a rebellion, no matter how serious the crime is, I will be punished to go to Zongzheng Temple.

I don't want to die yet!

Li Zhongtang looked at Ning Xiu, perhaps because of an illusion that the old man suddenly became much older.

There was too much in his eyes to say, but in the end he just turned into a sigh: "Why do you have to do this, why do you have to do this?"

Ning Xiu reached out and brushed a few snowflakes on his shoulders and said casually: "Someone said he admired my stupidity and courage, but in this world, there are too many smart people, too few stupid people, too many cowards, too few brave people. That is why the guy who cried and called his mother on the ring could bully us, and outsiders bullied us and we beat us back. Scum like this who helps outsiders bully our own people must not be kept. Master Zhongtang, some things always need to be done by someone. Since I came to this world, I always have to do something."

"Come on, take him!"

Zhao Wuyan looked at Ning Xiu with a gloomy face and said coldly.

Countless officers and soldiers leaned towards Ning Xiu, but Ning Xiu had no intention of resisting. He looked at Li Qingyi behind the crowd, opened his mouth and silently said to take care of him.

A gust of wind and snow blew, and Ning Xiu was gone in the crowd.

Only a place of at a loss is left.

......

Heavy snow continued to fall towards the old imperial city.

Under Li Zhongtang's tough measures, the storm a few days ago finally got an idea.

The two sides reached a compromise.

Dorobel died at the hands of crazy bandits, and Ning Xiu, the champion of the Sino-foreign martial arts exchange competition, also died heroically while protecting Dorobel and Viscount Buck and the bandits.

Only by giving this to both parties in this way, no, it should be said that both parties can explain it.

This was the best result that Li Zhongtang could achieve. Ning Xiu's words gave him great inspiration and strengthened his determination to change.

That day, there was a young man in the crowd who heard Ning Xiu's words. His last remarks before leaving were like a fire in the hearts of these young people, and one day they would ignite the hearts of all Chinese people.

After that day, Li Zhongtang suddenly had an adopted daughter, and one Qingyi was missing from the Pear Garden in Sijiucheng.

On this day, Laosha Inn closed the door early.

Sha Zilong walked out of the city alone with a jar of wine.

The boundless wilderness is quiet at night and there are few people.

In front of a new grave.

Sha Zilong poured a bowl of wine and placed it in front of the grave, and said, "Old guy, I'm here to see you. It's your favorite Zhuyeqing."

Then he poured himself a bowl, drank it all, stood up, looked at the stars in the sky, and remembered his majesty of 64 shots in a wilderness in the wilderness.

Subconsciously, I wanted to practice shooting skills again, but found that the gun in my hand was gone, and the shadow under the moon covered his cheeks, and I couldn't see the emotions on his face at this moment.

I could only vaguely see the news that was curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Not spread! No spread!"
Chapter completed!