The three assassins didn't succeed, so of course they wouldn't leave easily.
In a hurry, they didn't know whether there was an ambush behind Yingzi's mouth, so they didn't dare to chase Wang Zhen. They placed their long bows in front of them and drove their horses slowly towards the cliff.
Regardless of whether they had seen his face clearly just now, Xu Huai still tore off a piece of cloth to cover his face, but just as he reached behind his head to tie the cloth, a sharp arrow swung out.
Shoot towards his face.
Xu Huai subconsciously moved his neck a few inches, and felt a strong wind blow past his face. Then he heard a "whoosh" sound as the arrow hit the pine tree behind him, and the arrow shaft also made a "buzzing" vibration.
"What a fast arrow!"
Xu Huai was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
He practiced martial arts since he was a child, but before he regained his consciousness, he was a bit clumsy in everything he did. In addition to his extraordinary strength, he could never master complex boxing and sword skills, and his riding and shooting skills were also very average.
Even after he regained his consciousness, those deep-hidden strange memories could not immediately improve his skills like a whole new person, but in addition to his sharper and clearer thinking, his eyesight was also different from before.
He just quickly tore off a piece of cloth to cover his face, but still stared at the assassins. Even if he was distracted, the time was very short, and the leading assassin seized the opportunity to shoot an arrow.
With such amazing rapid fire and accuracy, even Uncle Seventeen might not be as good as him.
Xu Huai did not dare to slack off anymore and held the hatchet behind his waist.
He also did not immediately pull out the hatchet behind him, which would have prematurely revealed his timidity in front of this group of assassins.
Xu Huai then raised his foot and kicked down a rock the size of a washbasin. It made a clattering sound and rolled down against the cliff.
Except for the gap that is more than ten feet wide in the middle of Yingzizui, the mountain ridge to the south is so steep that it is difficult to climb over it on foot, let alone on horseback; and not far to the north is a canyon nearly thirty feet deep, through which the Huai River flows.
Xu Huai kicked down the rock to warn the assassin not to try to force his way through the gap.
No matter how powerful these assassins are, as long as they hit them from a height with a rock the size of a washbasin, it will be hard for anyone.
The three assassins stopped sixty or seventy steps away from the cliff. The leader stared at the head of the cliff and asked with a gloomy face:
"Who is your eldest brother? Since you expected that we would attack Wang Zhen here, you don't know who sent us, right?"
"Your murderous intentions have been exposed, and you are still asking questions. You are so audacious. Are you really not afraid that the soldiers from the military camp will come to arrest you?" Xu Huai shouted in a rough voice.
"What evil things did we do in broad daylight, and the officers who patrolled the military camp came to arrest us? Just based on Wang Zhen's words?" The leader laughed unscrupulously and said, "Wang Zhenhuo
The crime was demoted, not to mention that he is still fine now, even if his head is missing in Tongbai Mountain, which state or county government would dare to investigate this case in depth? "
Seeing the assassin being so brazen, Xu Huai was secretly frightened.
The short paragraph that flashed in my mind a few days ago said that Wang Xun died in an encounter with bandits on Yingzizui Road in Tongbai Mountain. But thinking about it now, it may not be that the assassin concealed it well, but the deeper reason is the person behind the scenes.
The power was so powerful that the county government did not dare to investigate further, so the case was finally settled by encountering bandits?
To be honest, Xu Huai didn't know who Wang Zhen was, but he knew that the official position of Censor Zhongcheng that Wang Zhen held before he was demoted should not be underestimated. He was one of the few senior officials in the court who could be respectfully called "Xiangong".
Ordinary officials are only qualified to be called "Lang Jun".
A "prime minister-level" figure was demoted. Even if he had no title, he could never be regarded as a civilian. He died suddenly in Tongbai Mountain, but the state and county government officials did not dare to delve into the cause of death. Who was the person behind the scenes?
Xu Huai suddenly felt that it would be of no benefit to him to find out who was behind the scenes. He just hoped that the matter in front of him could be fooled quickly. Xu Huai said nothing, stepped on the rock, and held the handle of the knife at his waist tightly with his right hand.
He looked like he didn't bother to pull out the sword in a hurry, but it actually gave the assassin a strong sense of oppression.
The three assassins had beards all over their faces, all of which were glued on randomly. The leader had a very obvious scar on his left cheek, which was quite far apart. The man narrowed his triangular eyes and stared at the head of the cliff like a hawk. He didn't know.
What's going on in his mind.
"Shall I touch him from behind?" the thin-faced assassin on the right said.
"Look at his posture of bending down and holding the knife, does it look familiar to you?" The scar-faced assassin's face darkened and he asked the other two.
"Yes, it's a bit like the sword-wielding posture taught by Jing Shengjun. But he was distracted just now, but he was still able to avoid Lord Jin's arrow in a sudden. His skill is not weak, and he is so tall and strong.
..." The thin-faced assassin thought with some retreat.
"More than 20 years ago, Wang Xiaocheng learned about Tangzhou and vigorously wiped out the bandits in Tongbai Mountain. Later, he was transferred to the commander-in-chief of the Jingsheng Army and incorporated many bandits into the Jingsheng Army. After Wang Xiaocheng's death, the Jingsheng Army
Some old soldiers were disbanded and returned home. It is not surprising that there are remnants of the Jingsheng Army in Tongbai Mountain. However, Lu Xiong, who is also a remnant of the Jingsheng Army, chose this road to escort Wang Zhen to Biyang.
It’s more complicated than we thought—" The scar-faced assassin frowned and pondered.
"Is it possible that Lu Xiong united with the remnants of the Jingsheng Army to protect Wang Zhen, with the intention of overturning the past?" Another person took a breath and asked, knowing the old relationship.
"Whether it is or is not, this matter is not trivial. Someone must return to Bianjing immediately to inform the Prime Minister..." the scar-faced assassin said.
At this time, there was the sound of horse hooves in the west, rushing towards this direction. The expressions of the three assassins changed drastically. After hesitating for a while, they finally turned around and galloped towards the east...
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Xu Huai didn't know the past events of Jing Sheng's army. When he saw Lu Xiong and several cavalry soldiers quickly rushing to Yingzizui, he thought the assassins were scared away by them.
The soldiers who came over were killed. The leader was about thirty years old. He was wearing brown leather armor and had a strong build. He had thick eyebrows and leopard eyes. He had a rough appearance. He held a shoulder knife in his hand and pulled the rope to stop his horse at the foot of the cliff. He looked up and saw
Xu Huaihao stood at the top of the cliff and asked:
"Xu Huai, you kid were not hurt by those horse thieves?"
"No - they ran to the east!" Xu Huai was really relieved at this time. He greeted his seventeenth uncle Xu Wujiang, carefully looked for a place to stay, and slipped down the cliff.
"These dog thieves dare to run wild in Huaiyuan. Let's catch them and skin them!" A young soldier with a velvet beard on his upper lip was only one or two years older than Xu Huai. He could still see those thieves at this time.
The figure of the "horse thief" was yelling and cursing, trying to slap the horse with a knife and chase after him.
Xu Wujiang stretched out his hand to stop the impulsive young soldier and said:
"Don't chase after poor bandits. Besides, it's almost dark today. I'd rather count these horse thieves' lives today and don't argue with them."
Although the sky is a little overcast, it is only after noon, so to say that it is getting dark soon is a lie that even a blind person would not dare to say.
However, from Xu Wujiang's point of view, as long as Xu Huai and others are fine, that's fine.
How much salary do they get in the military camp for a month? Do they have to go to these horse thieves who are licking blood from their swords all day long?
Lu Xiong remained silent. He had experienced vicissitudes of life for half his life and knew what soldiers and warriors in the country were like nowadays.
Not long after they escaped from Yingzizui, they encountered this group of soldiers. They hurriedly said that they met horse bandits on the way and asked them to come and rescue the villagers trapped on the Yingzizui cliff. Now this group of soldiers came over and surprised the assassins.
Thank God for leaving, what more could he expect?
What he didn't expect was that the leader of this army of soldiers was actually acquainted with the Yatou boy.
When Xu Huai carefully climbed down from Yingzizui, he saw that the boy was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and Lu Xiong was even more surprised.
In addition to being quite muscular and half a head taller than most soldiers of normal height, he looked exactly like a country boy. Even his movements when climbing down the cliff were a little stiff and not flexible enough.
Wearing a shabby short shirt, the sleeves were scratched in several places by branches and rocks; a straw rope was tied around the waist, and it turned out to be a hatchet stuck in the back of the waist, and there were still rust stains!
He and Wang Zhen's husband were actually saved by such a young man today?
Lu Xiong saw that the leader of the soldiers did not know their identities. So who was the "big brother" the young man just mentioned? How could he know that they would pass through Yingzizui and arrange for the young man to wait here?
Of course, exposing the assassin's case would have no other benefit than stimulating Cai Zheng, the thief, to send people to persecute him even more ferociously.
Lu Xiong was puzzled, so he just kept silent and didn't ask any more questions, but the look in his eyes at the young man was still filled with gratitude.
He is very powerful, but Wang Zhen, his grandson, grandson and wet nurse are defenseless.
He knew that in this mountain road with no room for maneuver, without this young man holding the assassin back, even if he had the ambition to sacrifice his life for justice, he would not be able to protect Wang Zhen's ancestors and grandson Zhou Quan.
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After hearing that Xu Wujiang and Xu Xin'an came over and regarded those people as "horse thieves", Xu Huai knew that Wang Zhen and Xu Wujiang and Xu Xin'an did not tell the truth when they met.
Now that he has a clear mind, it is not difficult to understand why Wang Zhen and the others are like this.
Of course, he didn't want to get involved in these untouchable disputes anymore. He glanced at the "cartman" beside Wang Zhen and did not go over to greet him. He shared a horse with Xu Xinan and followed Xu Wujiang and others.
Head towards Huaiyuan Town.
When he was still four or five miles away from Huaiyuan Town, Xu Huai saw the dilapidated carriage Wang Chen was riding parked on the side of the road.
Wang Zhen, who was wearing a green shirt, and Deng Gui, the Huaiyuan inspection envoy, were standing beside the carriage and talking, surrounded by a group of soldiers.
Huaiyuan Town is under Biyang County, but it is 130 to 40 miles away from Biyang County by mountain road.
Deng Gui, the inspection envoy stationed in Huaiyuan Town on behalf of the government, was the largest official in Tongbai Mountain. Xu Huai naturally recognized this short, stocky guy with a sinister face.
When he passed by Yingzizui, he opened the car curtains, and the girl who gave Xu Huai a sense of surprise at the first glance was sitting at the front of the car, looking over with concern.
As if stimulated by this scene, Xu Huai flashed dozens of beautiful faces in his mind at this time. They should be some women who will be remembered deeply by later generations, but none of them can be as beautiful and bright as the girl in front of him.
It's so strange, why do these picture memories appear out of nowhere?
Of course, Xu Huai hasn't figured out his own situation yet, and he doesn't know if the flashing of these pictures has no warning meaning.
Besides, on Yingzizui Cliff, the distance was so far at that time, it was really unlikely that the assassin could see his face clearly. He should have just escaped from the back cliff. Now that I think about it carefully, I still feel that inexplicable strong emotion.
In the end, he decided to help Wang Zhen and the others escape first.
What are those mostly forgotten memories, the sporadic fragments that occasionally flash up, and the sudden inexplicable emotions?
Is he actually a lonely soul from later generations, who took possession of this body when he was young, and then grew up in confusion for sixteen years?
Xu Huai was sitting on the horse, his mind was churning endlessly, and he even forgot to dismount. However, the girl thought that he was staring at her stupidly, so she turned her face away in embarrassment.
"You idiot, but you know how to stare at girls!" Xu Wujiang felt a little embarrassed. He took the handle of the riding crop and poked Xu Huai. After dismounting, he threw the reins into his hand and said, "Hold the horse for me."
"Ah!" Xu Huai came back to his senses and saw Xu Wujiang and the "cart driver" walking towards the inspection envoys Deng Gui and Wang Zhen...
(Two more alliance leaders have been added. Thanks to book friend 57, good people... The first five alliance leaders in the new book were all produced before the official activities of Zongheng. They were not able to participate in Zongheng's new book lottery. I will make up for the mysterious gifts later...)
