The fire burned the sky red, and the rising black smoke obscured several nearby streets from the sun. There were flashes of swords, roars of killing, and figures running in the river of blood. Occasionally, young and old staggered out of the fire, and then were killed.
The passing sword reaped lives.
The cries of the children have disappeared, and what is left is just pure killing, a killing that is inhumane and genocide.
Zuo Zhou rubbed his eyes and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. The words "Ding Mansion" hanging in front of the door made his heart skip a beat.
In the Ding Mansion, Zhan Zhao's fiancée is called Ding Yuehua, and she is the youngest in the family. She has two brothers, Ding Zhaolan and Ding Zhaohui.
The Ding family has a certain reputation in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty. The two brothers of the Ding family are known as the two heroes of the Ding family. They are naturally generous and generous, and they are praised and praised by everyone who meets them.
And Ding Yuehua also has the character of a brother, a chivalrous and righteous person, and hates evil as much as his enemies. Will such a wealthy family be attacked?
Zuo Zhou frowned, but he didn't rush in anxiously. Judging from the intensity of the fire, the battle had already started for at least half an hour. Fortunately, he rushed over first, otherwise he would probably have seen everyone waiting for them to come together.
Just ruins.
As soon as he turned his eyes, the dragon's claw hand directly grabbed the neck of an officer and soldier. Yes, officers and soldiers, these thugs who yelled and killed and chopped anyone on sight were all wearing official uniforms. But judging from the clothes, they didn't look like local government officers and soldiers.
, more like the regular garrison of the Song Dynasty.
As soon as he made a move, the nearby officers and soldiers immediately surrounded him, but Zuo Zhou ignored it and lowered his head and asked, "Why did you attack Ding's house?"
The officer and soldier were very tough. He widened his eyes and shouted: "Whoever dares to take care of the affairs of the Imperial City Division will find... ha!"
The Imperial City Division is a secret service agency similar to the Imperial Guards of the Ming Dynasty and the Blood Drops on the Sticks of the Qing Dynasty.
Zuo Zhou thought he might have forgotten the hand on his neck, so he reminded him with a little force.
"The Imperial City Division is arresting the rebels, so don't meddle in the officials' business."
Zuo Zhou raised his eyebrows, "Very good, you can finally speak properly. But as far as I know, the Ding family has never been involved in officialdom, and has never raised a flag to rebel. Why did they become rebels?"
"Sheltering and sheltering imperial prisoners is naturally a traitor!"
The officer and soldier began to struggle as soon as he finished speaking, but an officer and soldier behind him saw Zuo Zhou unprepared and slashed at him with a knife.
Dingyin!
Yong Wei first appeared behind Zuo Zhou and blocked the blow firmly. Zuo Zhou's back was turned by Yong Wei first, and the stick suddenly popped out and hit the officer's head.
"Why can't you talk properly?" Zuo Zhou pinched the officer and soldier's throat and swung it around, sweeping away the officers and soldiers who wanted to come up.
At this moment, a sword shadow pierced out from the flames and pointed directly at Zuo Zhou's back heart.
The surging zhenqi caused the surrounding flames to sway crazily. Zuo Zhou didn't even look back. He didn't even dodge and just swept his stick towards the back. Why hide? Is your sword as long as my stick?
The clothes of this officer are obviously different, and judging from his innate skills, he obviously has a serious official position. But this guy obviously has no mercy at all. Seeing that he didn't kill just now and is a gangster, shouldn't he give a warning?
A pass? When did people in the imperial court dare to kill Jianghu people at will? Even under the situation of the Song Dynasty, it should not be done?
Bang, bang.
Yongwei hit him directly on the elbow first, and half of his arm was paralyzed, making him unable to hold the sword anymore.
Zuo Zhou took two steps forward, holding a stick in one hand and inserting it between his legs, and twisting his thumb with the fingers of his other hand.
"Ah...it hurts, it hurts!"
Zuo Zhou retaliated and twisted hard again, and the officer and soldier suddenly screamed, and then, just like the officers and soldiers before, they began to pretend to be powerful, as if everyone was afraid of him and the Song Dynasty court, "You gangsters are helping the emperor to do harm, are you really
Aren't you afraid of the imperial soldiers attacking you?"
Zuo Zhou understood as soon as he heard this. He had heard Zhan Zhao say before that the two heroes of the Ding family had a wide network of contacts. It seemed that they had many friends from all over the world to help.
After thinking for a while, he didn't know the cause and effect before he struck hard. After all, everyone knows that Li Yuanfang is not an unreasonable person. With this thought, Yongwei stabbed the officer in the ribs first, crisply
The sound of cracking bones was heard, and the officers and soldiers were throbbing in pain.
Zuo Zhou turned around and entered the fire. The shouts of death were still there, indicating that not all of the Ding family were dead.
"Everyone, hold on, I've sent out the signal and support is on the way!"
Zuo Zhou heard a shout before he reached the battle site. He paused and was a little confused. It seemed that the Ding family had already anticipated the disaster, so they found backup?
This made Zuo Zhou a little curious. They probably didn't know when he would come, so the support was not from him.
So Zuo Zhou was not in a hurry anymore. He wanted to see who the Ding family was protecting.
He made a mistake and walked around the place of fighting towards the house, only to find that these officers and soldiers were not stupid at all. They actually thought of the same place as him, and even sent people to secretly take the escape route.
But obviously this time the Jianghu people are not stupid. How could there be no one watching behind them?
As soon as these officers and soldiers climbed over the wall, they were shot down by six arrows. Zuo Zhou was a little surprised. You must know that he also relied on archery to start his career. He knew how difficult it was to fire six arrows at once.
However, as soon as these six arrows were fired, the officers and soldiers also knew that they were exposed. One by one, they no longer lurked quietly, and the yelling ones began to hit the wall.
After all, they are all the elites of the Imperial City Division, and ordinary courtyard walls cannot stop them. However, they were met with a head-on attack as soon as they entered.
A monk held a Zen staff as big as a baby's fist, shouted, and pushed them all out again, like they were flying.
This shocked Zuo Zhou. Damn it, there was no real energy reaction at all. He relied solely on strength. What the hell is this innate divine power?
This monk has a full beard, a red robe and blue trousers. The monk's clothes are dirty but have a blood-stained look. His roar has already had the effect of shocking people. Well, he is also dressed like Lu Zhishen!
However, the weapon is wrong.
Zuo Zhou had the impression that Lu Zhishen used a crescent shovel, but this man's Zen staff was a serious Buddhist instrument. There was nothing special about it except that it was heavier and more gorgeous.
Could it be that he was a master of martial arts in the Song Dynasty?
Zuo Zhou shook his head and stopped thinking about it. It was normal for a country as big as Song to have some masters. He thought about flying and jumped onto the roof.
The monk took advantage of the gap in the wall to stop everyone behind him, which was really unreasonable. Therefore, everyone's attention was attracted to him, but no one thought of walking on the roof.
However, Zuo Zhou's trip did not go well. He was about to take off the tiles to see what was going on inside the house, but he suddenly sensed that the crisis was approaching. He stepped forward bravely and a sharp arrow pierced through the tiles and hit him.
The huge force on the stick made Zuo Zhou's body jump unconsciously.
Before he could stand firm, the roof suddenly collapsed, and Zuo Zhou fell into the house along with the tiles. He could already hear the whistling of sharp blades in mid-air!
"So cruel? We are one of our own!"
Zuo Zhouguai screamed and held the stick in his right hand to deflect the steel knife, but his left hand held the sword that was piercing his throat.
"Huh? It's quite beautiful!"
"lecher!"
Zuo Zhou teased casually, but the person who stabbed him was a beautiful female general wearing light armor. Her innate energy in the innate realm did not seem to be too strong, and she had just entered this realm.
The other person was a middle-aged man with a goatee, carrying a hard bow and holding a steel knife. Naturally, he was the one who had just started shooting.
The female general couldn't draw her sword, so she kicked her, and the men behind her followed suit and struck with the sword.
Zuo Zhou didn't want to fight, so he pulled the blade of his sword to block the knife attack behind him. At the same time, his eyes swept across the room. There was a slightly older man sitting on a chair. There was no internal force reaction in his body, so he was probably not practicing martial arts.
At this time, he was not afraid of Zuo Zhou's scrutiny. His eyes were full of indifference and guilt. There was no hatred, but only sympathy. It seemed that those who were ordered to kill him were all lost lambs.
Such a person...is an imperial prisoner?
"ha!"
The female general saw that she couldn't draw her sword, so she raised her sword and cut Zuo Zhou's throat with her hand. Zuo Zhou turned his head to avoid it and stabbed his eyeball again.
"You're so cruel, and I'm not wearing an official uniform. How did you know I was an official?"
"..."
Yongwei got stuck between the two fingers of the female general, causing her fingers to be bruised. However, the man behind him did not take the opportunity to chop at her. Instead, he cupped his fists and said, "Here comes the good man. I was so offended just now. Please give me your name."
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Zuo Zhou glanced at him and put the stick behind his back, "It's easy to say that Miss Ding's fiancé is a close friend of mine. I came here to pick her up to meet her fiancé. But I don't know what happened to the Ding family?"
The man didn't care when he saw that Zuo Zhou didn't sign up. After all, more troubles are worse than less troubles in the world. He smiled and said: "It seems that Pang Wanchun, one of our own, is a friend of the Ding family. This time I learned that the Ding family Come to help if you are in trouble."
Zuo Zhou nodded when he heard the words, as if he had never heard of it, but in his heart he was from Men Qing, Pang Wanchun, and Fang La!
Well, those who have read Water Margin must know Fang La, and those who don't know must have heard of it.
Thinking about it, he turned to look at the female general, who is this? Is he an exile? Speaking of entering the Song Dynasty, they had a lot of things to do, and they had not dealt with the local exile gangs yet.
When Pang Wanchun saw this, he smiled and said, "This is my sister-in-law Baihua, she is already married."
Huh? What do you mean? I just introduced you, and what about marrying as a woman? Am I some kind of lecher?
Zuo Zhou lowered his eyelids and said perfunctorily, but then he heard the squatting middle-aged man ask: "You said you are a friend of Mr. Yuehua's husband, let me ask you, how many sisters does he have?"
Damn it!
Zuo Zhou's eyes widened. You are such a bad old man. There are so many people in the Zhan family. How could I know how many there are?
"Hmm...more than seventeen anyway!"
"..."
There was silence, and the atmosphere became inexplicably awkward.
Zuo Zhou understood. He didn't know how many men there were, but if you randomly named a number, it would definitely be a lie. Because Zhan Zhao's sisters all defected from the Shishamen.
"This... imperial prisoner, what is your surname?"
"My surname is Song, Song Ci, my courtesy name is Huifu, I came from the imperial examination, but now I am just a cloth..."