Chapter 5: Search (IV)

"Abandon the horse!" In an instant, Zheng Ziming's sweat-like hair stood upside down. He instinctively let out a scream, his spine and hip bones exerted force diagonally at the same time, hiding in his kick.

"Puff puff puff!" The sound of feather arrows shooting into the flesh body was continuous, followed by the screams of people and the wrath of war horses, "Ah——" "Mom——" "Hmmm——" "Hmmm——" "Hmmm"

"Abandon the horse! Take the bow and arrow and weapons and enter the house on the right!" Before the mount fell, Zheng Ziming fell to the ground with one knee, and then rolled quickly to the right. "Go to the house to avoid the bow and arrow, and then find a way to fight back!"

"Abandon the horse, take the bows, arrows and weapons, and enter the house on the right!"

"Abandon the horse, take the bows, arrows and weapons, and enter the house on the right!"

"Give up the horse, take the bow and arrow and weapons, and enter..."

A low echo sounded around. All the personal soldiers who were not "inconvenient" on the spot, regardless of whether they were injured or not, as long as they could still get up, they all repetitively retreated to the house on the right side of the official road.

Another row of feather arrows flew to the sky, shooting the fallen war horses, making them covered in blood. However, the killing of personnel was far inferior to the previous round.

In addition to the Chief Secretary Fan Zheng who was hired by a large sum of money, Zheng Ziming and the group of brothers around him are all survival experts on the battlefield. Without the need to use the brain to indicate, the body will instinctively change its direction and height during the rapid movement, and it will fluctuate, making it impossible for the sneak attacker to aim at it.

The number of dead soldiers who could hide from the Cangzhou Army's checkpoints and lurked to the "gate" of the county town to assassinate could not be too many. The feather arrows shot out in a hurry could not cover the entire area. So, the assassins could only watch Zheng Ziming clamped an old scholar under his armpit, rolling several times in a row and then disappeared.

"Mom--"

"There are assassins--"

"Run!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Give me your life—"

“…”

At this time, the many people crowded near the city gate to see the true face of the defensive master finally recovered from their shock. A series of vague screams came out of their mouths, and ran away with their legs.

"Kill Zheng Ziming!" "Kill Zheng Ziming!" "Kill Zheng Ziming and eliminate the harm for the people!" The assassins failed to achieve success in two consecutive rounds of cold arrows, and their eyes were red. While striving to gather at the position where Zheng Ziming and others had disappeared, they raised their steel knives to "crazy" slashing at the innocent people around them.

. "Ah——" "Give up your life——!" "Good man, grandpa!" The people who were watching the fun were not the opponents of these vicious spirits? In the blink of an eye, they were killed in a river of blood. Some people knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but were killed by the assassins who rushed over without hesitation. Some people were panicked and turned around and ran away. The assassins rushed to the house on the right side of the official road like sheep driving.

Zheng Ziming's personal soldiers also had bows and arrows in their hands. Hiding behind the walls of the house to resist stubbornly will cause great trouble to the assassins. Therefore, the assassins who lacked attacking equipment decisively chose to drive away the people as the pioneers.

For them, the people of Cangzhou are tools, and it doesn’t matter how much they die. For Zheng Ziming, the Cangzhou defensive envoy, shooting arrows by mistake is equivalent to deliberately murdering the people under his control.

This move was indeed effective. Several Cangzhou soldiers were drawn from behind the low courtyard wall, but they released the bowstring again because of their concerns about killing the people. Several other Cangzhou soldiers finally aimed at the target. During the flight, the feather arrow was blocked by the panicked people. They found nothing except for their shrill screams.

"Zheng Ziming is here, if you have the habit, let him come over!" Seeing that the people were already close to the courtyard wall, Zheng Ziming's face suddenly flashed out of the entrance of a wide open door. He suddenly waved his right arm. Half of the earthen bricks rose into the air with the sound of wind, and passed by four or five innocent people, smashing an assassin hiding behind and bursting a flowery face.

"Zheng Ziming is here--" "Kill Zheng Ziming!" "Kill Zheng Ziming!" "Kill Zheng Ziming and eliminate harm for the people!" The assassins immediately found the target of assassination, threw away the people, and rushed forward.

They were greeted by two old elm-wood "door" boards. They were thick and heavy, and they smashed the two assassins who rushed to the front and then rushed into the yard. Zheng Ziming's figure had long disappeared. Only a few adobe that had just been broken off from the yard wall and a broken "door" bolt were left.

"There is there, there, the surname Zheng is there!" Outside the yard, there was another shout of excitement. However, the assassins who had no time to rush into the "door" saw Zheng Ziming's agile figure.

When the assassin leader heard this, he immediately felt confident. He turned around and rushed out of the yard, leading the team to chase in the direction of the accomplices. Several acres of bricks flew over one after another, knocking down two or three of his accomplices around him. Pan Mei, Zheng Ziming, and several other personal soldiers appeared on the courtyard wall not far away, condescendingly, aiming at the assassins' heads with mud bricks.

"Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows! Shoot them to death, don't rush them!" The assassin leader was so angry that he waved his steel knife and shouted. More assassins gathered up and shot arrows. Zheng Ziming, Pan Mei and others quickly climbed down the courtyard wall and disappeared before the feather arrow fell.

"Kill Zheng Ziming!" "Kill Zheng Ziming!" "Kill Zheng Ziming and eliminate the harm for the people!" Under the cover of feather arrows, the assassins shouted and rushed into the yard, but lost their target again.

Soon, Zheng Ziming, Pan Mei and others appeared again on the roof not far away, smashing the nearby assassins with bricks and tiles to pieces.

The assassins were furious and gathered together to bend their bows and shoot. Zheng Ziming and Pan Mei once again disappeared, causing all the feather arrows to waste in mid-air.

The assassins walked around the house and searched around. Zheng Ziming and Pan Mei appeared together, and the broken bricks and tiles were endless. After the assassins finally came up with another team of archers, Zheng Ziming and Pan Mei retreated decisively, not giving them the opportunity to achieve success.

After tossing and turning, both sides went back and forth. In a short period of time, they were helpless with each other. The people who were wrapped up by the assassins took advantage of this opportunity to jump over the wall and drill the dog's hole, and escaped cleanly before the assassin leader reacted.

"Think of a way and send someone to the city to bring reinforcements!" Without the constraints of the people, Zheng Ziming immediately became much calmer. He led his men to occupy a high-walled courtyard, bent his bow and arrows, and shot several assassins through the wall. While lowering his voice, he ordered Pan Mei beside him.

"I'm afraid it's difficult!" Pan Mei raised a newly removed 'door' board to block the feather arrow that was shooting towards Zheng Ziming. At the same time, she lowered her voice and responded, "For such a long time, even the sound of gongs in the city has not sounded. It must be that our own people have a problem. Either the group of dragons have no heads or there is a collusion with the assassin!"

"Who is stationed in the city?" Zheng Ziming was shocked when he heard this, his eyelids twitched, and he asked in a low voice.

"Li Fang, Li Jin, you two take the men to occupy the beam on the left. Pan Liang, Pan Yi, you two take the men to the right. If someone approaches, hello with a cold arrow. If someone is targeted, hide on the other side of the beam and then change the position to fight back." Pan Mei knew the situation of her own army very well. While commanding her brothers to kill the enemy, she responded quickly, "This county is too small and there are no troops stationed. The county magistrate is Li Yishan, and comes from Lijiazhai. She is the old brother we brought here. She was originally the head of the head under Li Shuner. She was injured a while ago and then withdrew from the army!"

Li Yishan... Zheng Ziming frowned, and a honest face flashed in front of him. He also had an impression of this person. The village man from Lijiazhai performed well both during training and during combat. Therefore, he was promoted to Dutou very early. After retiring due to injury, the position he was assigned was not too low.

In theory, such an old man should not betray him easily? How could he collude with the assassin without any reason in advance? If Pan Mei's judgment is true, the assassin's ability to win over and corrode is too strong, which is simply unpredictable!

"It will not be the betrayal of the county magistrate, otherwise, we should not be assassinating at the gate of the city. Instead, we should be put into the city first, and then catch the turtle in the jar!" While he was confused, the chief clerk came over from the hidden place, holding a head of hay foam, and panting.

"Indeed! Huh--" Zheng Ziming nodded quickly, then let out a long breath.

If even an old brother of Dutou level cannot be trusted, he, as the defensive commander, failed too much. Even if he escaped today, he would sooner or later be cut off from his sleep.

However, before his breathing was over, Pan Mei had a stern face and gave a more desperate answer. "That is, the county magistrate was arrested or died! Most of the yamen runners and gangs in the county were locals. The county magistrate has not yet taken office, and as long as someone suddenly kills the county magistrate, the entire county magistrate will be completely paralyzed."

"Then find a way to kill out and capture the thief and the king!" Zheng Ziming did not question his judgment this time. He quickly glanced out from behind the courtyard wall and made a decision in a low voice.

Except for those who were killed and injured by assassins, the people had already escaped completely. Therefore, the strength of their opponents could be clearly seen at a glance. There should be a total of 100 people, all wearing green clothes and dressing up as ordinary farmers. However, they only had uniform corner bows and horizontal swords in their hands, but they clearly told others that this was an army, as if they were fake.

"Swoosh swish swish swish..." Several feather arrows fell into the yard, and rolling blue smoke rose.

"Set the fire, set them to death!" The assassin leader was in a hurry and actually mobilized his subordinates to launch a fire attack at the place where Zheng Ziming and others were hiding.

The weather was dry and the best time to set fire. Soon, a fire broke out from the two thatched cattle sheds. The thick smoke rolled up red stars and spread around, making the people in the yard unable to breathe normally, coughing and tears rolling.

"He has a 'milk' and 'milk', and he has met an expert in killing! Li Fang, Li Jin, you two protect the adults break through." Pan Mei's face changed drastically. She used the 'door' board to block her body and move her way out for a few steps, and was about to take the lead in rushing out of the yard and fight to the death with the assassin. "The rest of the people, fight with me and get out of the assassin. Don't enter the county town, let's go to Zhaojiazhuang twenty miles away to meet!"

"Let's go together!" Zheng Ziming reached out and pulled it, but did not hold it back. He watched Pan Mei hold up the "door" board and plunged head toward the assassin team.

"Sir, go quickly, don't let Pan Meibai die for you!" Fan Zheng jumped up and staggered Zheng Ziming with his shoulders. His old face was full of determination. "If you don't die, everyone's revenge will be avenged sooner or later. If you die, everyone will not be able to die a good end!"

"What did you say? You..." Zheng Ziming staggered for a few steps, bursting into tears. Then, he gritted his teeth and turned around and turned over the nearby courtyard wall.

"I will avenge you! I will definitely avenge you!" While leaning down to escape, he kept looking at Pan Mei and others with his eyes. Pan Liang and Pan Yi had already fallen down, and their bodies were covered with knife wounds. The other brothers formed a narrow triangle with Pan Mei as the front, rushing left and right in the enemy's army. Wherever they passed, the red smoke soared up.

The two brothers fell seriously injured, and then two more were again. Zheng Ziming's tears flowed down uncontrollably, and his legs moved, and while running, he continued to look back.

Three more brothers fell down, and then two more. He was very familiar with these brothers, and they could call out each person's name. He had fantasized about taking them to seek the future. But now, everyone died before they could succeed.

Several dark green clouds suddenly surged behind the assassin team. They moved quickly with wind and thunder. The assassins surrounding Pan Mei suddenly relaxed, and then turned their bodies in a panic, raising their horn bows and horizontal swords.
Chapter completed!