Liu Ming took a step forward leisurely and said to the assassin in black: "You are now surrounded, and the only way left is to cooperate with us."
The assassin in black asked: "Did you kill Erlang?"
Liu Ming smiled slightly: "Oh, Erlang is your brother. He and we could have cooperated originally, but he was a bit pedantic and actually bit his tongue and committed suicide!"
The eyes of the man in black were covered with black cloth, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Of course he died at your hands, and I will remember this account!"
Liu Ming was surprised when he heard this and said: "You should think about yourself. As long as you dare to move, you will be shot into a hedgehog immediately!"
Blood trickled down between the fingers of the man in black.
Liu Ming looked at him. It seemed that the man in black had a higher status than the previous one and must be kept alive. Therefore, although the knife just wounded him, it was not fatal.
The man in black looked at Liu Ming with contempt and suddenly laughed loudly.
"Hahaha..."
Liu Ming was stunned for a moment and didn't know what method the man in black used. He only felt a bright light flashing in the room, dazzling his eyes, and the bright light made everyone unable to open their eyes.
Then there was a banging sound at the front window, and Liu Ming subconsciously hid in the corner. The hard crossbow strings in the hands of the soldiers outside vibrated with golden sounds, and more than ten crossbow arrows were shot out of the front window.
Liu Ming secretly prayed not to shoot him to death, but there was a bang on the back window, and then he heard a soldier shouting: "The assassin ran away from the back window, chase him quickly!"
Liu Ming screamed, opened his eyes hurriedly, endured the strong visual discomfort, and led the people in pursuit.
After another half an hour, night shrouded Wutouyi, and everything was pitch black. Only a faint light would come out from the low windows of the house. The night wind would get in through the gaps in the doors and windows, blowing away the flames of the oil lamps in the house.
There was a swaying sound, and the room flickered in and out of light. The faces under the lamp were reflected clearly in black and white, and the ink shadows on the wall behind them swayed wildly, making them look ferocious and terrifying.
Chen Chang had no intention of sleeping. Too many things happened that night, and many thoughts were mixed in his mind, which was extremely confusing.
He knew that his cousin naturally didn't want him to return to Jiankang, but he was the rightful heir to the throne. He was asked to give up this ninety-five-year-old throne, and he was asked to give up this great country, but there was nothing he could do.
Arrived.
Taking a step forward may lead to domination of the world, or may it lead to eternal destruction. How should we choose?
If I gave up my obsession and settled down to be a peaceful prince, would my cousin be willing to tolerate me?
"Your Highness, it's late at night, take a rest quickly!" The beauty was lying on her side on the short couch, with her jade body spread out, speaking softly, and the beauty of spring was indescribable.
Chen Chang glanced at the two concubines, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes. His two concubines were also considered to be first-rate beauties, but now they seemed to be missing something.
Suddenly, the delicate face of the woman he saw in the inn appeared in his mind...
……
The man in black endured the pain and stumbled out of the house, fleeing all the way south.
At this time, Han Zitong's Northern Zhou cavalry was also alerted, and the soldiers quickly deployed defenses on the outside. For a time, the soldiers mobilized back and forth, swords were drawn, and the Wutou Posthouse was completely surrounded. The atmosphere was extremely chilling.
In the wooden house in the backyard of the inn, it was pitch dark, and a woman's deep voice sounded: "Hou Andu is very cunning, you shouldn't take the risk of coming in to rescue!"
The man in black said: "Erlang was captured by them. He is a compatriot of mine. How could I watch him fall into the hands of the enemy?"
Just now, he pretended to escape southward, taking advantage of the unpreparedness of his pursuers to make a circle and reach the northernmost side of the inn.
"We are all from Han Sitang, and this life also belongs to Han Sitang. If you do this, it will ruin things." The woman's voice was devoid of any emotion.
The man in black said: "I, Dalang, cannot do this kind of thing of abandoning flesh and blood relatives."
The woman said: "You are injured and must leave immediately! Leave before the pursuers find your traces!"
The man in black looked at her with complicated eyes and said, "Junior sister, come with me. Believe me, we still have a chance to assassinate Chen Chang."
The woman said coldly: "What will happen if we kill him? In my opinion, it will be more beneficial to us if he is alive."
The man in black said: "As you just said, Chen Chang is easy to deceive, but Hou An is not that simple. I'm afraid he has already doubted your identity. Once you follow them across the river, it will be difficult to escape.
Erlang is dead. I can't bear to leave you here. Listen to my advice and come with me!"
The woman shook her head and said decisively: "The decision I made will not change."
The man in black advised: "Don't be stubborn anymore. Do you know that all the bandits who besieged Wubao have been killed by the Northern Zhou cavalry, and the Miss Wang you wanted was not captured after all. Sometimes, things are not like this.
What we want."
The woman said: "I have made up my mind. It is useless to talk more. Let's go. If you don't leave, it will be too late."
At this time, the sound of running footsteps and horse hooves of soldiers outside broke the quiet conversation between the two, and the woman said: "It seems that you can only use me as a hostage."
"Search for me, don't miss any corner."
The man in black heard someone shouting loudly not far from the southwest. It was General Nanchen who was pretending to be his brother.
"Little junior sister, why are you so confused?" The man in black stamped his feet angrily, turned around and was about to walk out of the room.
As soon as his foot stepped out, "Pfft!" a frightening voice sounded, and the expression of the man in black suddenly appeared. He slowly lowered his head and saw a wolf-tooth arrow piercing his heart diagonally. The short knife in his hand
He fell to the ground with a clang, his body swayed, his eyes flashed with disbelief, and he lost his voice: "How could..."
Before he could say a word, he fell on his back and crawled into the house with all his strength.
The face of the woman staying in the room changed drastically, she pulled out a short knife, fell to the ground at the same time, and screamed: "Ah... help..."
As soon as her voice sounded, there was a rain of arrows in the courtyard. The sound of arrows piercing the air was heard continuously, and arrows kept whizzing, and arrows kept shooting in from the doors and windows.
Although this woman was very calm, she was also extremely frightened at this time. The shout just now indicated that it was from the southwest, but the arrow that hit Jida Lang was shot from the southeast.
Ji Dalang is his senior brother and he is alert. If there were archers ambushing in the distance, he would have noticed it long ago.
She also looked outside just now, and there was no ambush anywhere she looked.
What about a small hill further away?
Impossible. Even if there were archers lying in wait, they wouldn't be able to shoot the arrow so far.
Therefore, this small hill was not within the scope of her consideration. I believe that the same was true for Ji Dalang. Since he knew that it was out of range, he naturally was not wary of it.
The soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty seemed to be carrying countless arrows. The sharp arrows pierced the air continuously and instantly pierced the small wooden house with arrows. The woman could only lie down on the ground and use a piece of wood to protect her.
The vital points on the head and back.
In contrast, Ji Dalang was much unlucky, as his legs were shot by three arrows.
When he was about to climb into the wooden house, the woman gently tugged on his hand and dragged him in.
This subtle movement is very concealed and will not be discovered by the soldiers outside.
"Senior brother! Senior brother!"
With a suppressed cry, the woman grabbed Jida Lang and moved him under the wooden wall.
"I was careless after all!"
Jida Lang only felt the blood boiling in his chest, and the pain was heartbreaking. He knew something was wrong, so he hurriedly grabbed the woman's hand, but now he had no strength left in his body, and even a double image appeared in front of his eyes. He quickly pointed to his own
Chest gesture.
Tears welled up in the woman's eyes. She had studied arts with her senior brothers since she was a child. The senior brothers and sisters were like brothers and sisters. As she grew older, Jida Lang expressed her love for him, but she always only treated him like an elder brother and had no love for him.
He read.
Even so, Ji Dalang always protected her and refused to let her get hurt at all.
However, as she carried out tasks again and again, her heart became colder and colder. She was surprised to find that this time she was able to remain indifferent to Ji Erlang's death.
She wiped her tears with her sleeve and swung her knife to cut off the arrow shaft stuck in Jida Lang.
Unexpectedly, Jida Lang had already taken action one step earlier. He tightened his grip on the arrow shaft and did not pull it out. Instead, he thrust it inward, and the arrow sank a little deeper.
Lang said "Uh", with infinite nostalgia in his eyes, staring at the woman, dying: "Master... sister... this... this is the last... the last time to help you!"
The woman's eyes widened in shock. She also knew that if her senior brother didn't come to save her this time, it wouldn't be a problem to escape with his skills.
But in order to save her, he put himself in danger. There were so many arrows outside that no one could escape from here despite the rain of arrows.
She looked at the dying Jie Dalang and sobbed in a low voice: "You shouldn't have come to save me. It was me who hurt you...it was me..."
Jida Lang was on his deathbed, struggling and trembling: "This... is my... choice, no wonder you... Although I know in my heart... you don't have me in your heart, but... I do it for you...
...I am still willing to do some things..."
The more he spoke, the more urgent he became, and the more he spoke, the weaker his breath became.
The woman's face was full of tears. Only at this moment did she realize that her heart was not actually made of stone.
The woman choked and said, "But you can definitely use me as a hostage to break out. Although these soldiers are brave, they are no match for you. They are surrounded by mountains and forests, and most of the Zhou army are cavalry. If you hide in them, there will be no trace."
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Jida Lang said angrily: "Just now... you said... you are right. The power of a dead person... is limited after all. Only by letting... let him live... can he serve us Han better...
Si Tang...used...used...
I have never... seen you cry, but today... I see you. To be honest, I am... happy. After I die, you are... safe, but... I still have to feel wronged... you
, so that... his doubts can be eliminated..."
This chapter has been completed!