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Chapter 94, Death

Fu Bian looked at these assassins with a long knife. He already knew who was assassinating him.

He smiled bitterly and said: "Don't you want your hometown to end the war? My hometown Liangzhou has been in war, and even now it is still fighting. It has been a hundred years, and the war is endless. A place bigger than Jizhou, killing The population is less than one million, do you also want Jizhou to become like Liangzhou, let your family members die in the war, let your descendants live in the war, and live in panic every day?"

The assassins around were silent, and many even put down their swords. Obviously Fu Bian's words touched them! After all, Jizhou has been in a bit of troubled times in the past two years. It was in Fu Bian's hands that Jizhou only had some chaos this year. Peaceful look!

"Fu Bian, stop using your clever words. Our commander already knew he was deceiving him, so he sent us to kill you!" the assassin leader said coldly.

Fu Bian shook his head and said: "It's already reached this point, and you are still framing me, but what's the use of killing me? As long as you continue to create refugees, it is impossible for the Yellow Turban Army to be killed, and sooner or later you will suffer the consequences! "

The assassin leader said angrily: "Shoot them to death!"

But few people are willing to shoot crossbows!

The assassin leader said fiercely to his men: "Do you also want to rebel? Shoot!"

Under the threat of the assassin leader, the assassins took crossbows and shot at Fu Bian and the others!

Zheng Qin roared with murderous intent: "Create a bloody path to protect the Lord and leave!"

Others also shouted loudly: "Fight a bloody path!"

Fu Xie was also affected and said with pride: "It's not that easy to kill me, Fu Bian, I will lead you out of the siege!"

The soldiers around Fu Xie raised their weapons and roared loudly: "I will follow you to the death!"

"kill!"

Its sound shook the sky, penetrated the clouds and cracked rocks. The assassins around were so shocked that they even forgot to shoot their crossbows!

Fu Bian and others rushed into the group of assassins and fought with them in close combat!

"Come in!" Fu Bian was also a fierce general in Xiliang. He led these dozen soldiers and killed seven people in a row. He rushed into the crowd of assassins. The soldiers behind him also had high morale. They followed Fu Bian and trampled and slashed indiscriminately. Hurry and fight your way out.

"Shoot them to death! Hold on! Everyone hold on, don't let the enemy rush in!" The assassin leader kept giving instructions, but it was too late. Fu Bian had already rushed into the group of assassins, so that the assassins did not dare to use crossbows.

The bravery of Fu Bian and the others made the assassins' livers and gallbladders burst. They were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in a circle. They were so frightened that they unconsciously wanted to escape from here!

The assassin leader roared: "There are only a dozen of them, what are we afraid of when there are hundreds of us!"

Fu Xie slashed three soldiers to death with his long sword, and blood was everywhere. The soldiers behind him took his place and continued to fight a bloody path.

Fu Xie was so excited about killing that he couldn't help shouting: "Let's fight out alive together!"

The assassins had no morale at all, and were defeated by more than a dozen people!

When the assassin leader saw that Fu Bian was about to run away, he didn't care about his own people, and shouted: "Load the crossbow, don't let any of them escape!"

"Lord, those are our people!" the assassin shouted loudly.

The assassin leader was so angry that he chopped off the head of the assassin just now with a flying knife.

"Who else objects?" He raised his bloody sword and pointed at his stunned men.

The assassins were intimidated and had no choice but to obey his orders!

"Boohoo!"

A shower of arrows fell, and half of Fu Bian and the others fell down immediately, and the remaining people were also stuck with several long arrows! Of course, dozens of assassins around him were also killed.

But the assassin leader was overjoyed when he saw the effect: "Keep shooting!"

"Boohoo!"

The people around Fu Bian fell to the ground one after another. In the end, even Fu Bian's body was filled with long arrows, and he could only rely on the bodies of his men to maintain his standing posture!

At this time, the assassin leader came to Fu Bian. Looking at Fu Bian who was bleeding from all his orifices, he sneered: "This is the result of going against us. You actually sided with the ant thieves. Don't blame us for not treating you as one of our own." !”

After saying that, he inserted a dagger deeply into Fu Bian's heart, and Fu Bian died immediately!

Then the assassin leader said: "Clean everything here, leaving some tattered swords, vines, armor and the corpses of the Yellow Turban Thief. We must let everyone in the world know that the Yellow Turban Thief Zhang Yan assassinated Fu Bian without keeping his word!"

A figure on the battlefield kept squirming and stood up with difficulty. This man was Wen Chou. Maybe he was lucky. He was hit by more than a dozen arrows, which were either blocked by the armor or missed the vital area, so he was spared one life. He is now Not only was he looking for Fu Bian's figure, but there was already a river of blood all around him. This man kept searching for the body, and it took him a long time to find Fu Bian with a dagger stuck in it!

"Ming Gong!" Wen Chou cried sadly.

"Subordinate, I will definitely not find the murderer to avenge you!"

"Quick, quick! Let's see if your Excellency is here again!" A Han army commander shouted in panic!

When Wen Chou heard this voice, he immediately found a hidden place to hide himself. He didn't know whether the other party was a friend or an enemy, and he was afraid of being killed and silenced.

Half a day later he heard a panicked voice shouting: "Oh no, Mr. Zhou Mu has been assassinated!"

"Ming Gong!" a voice cried sadly.

"Ziyu, I'm here!" Wen Chou shouted with difficulty upon hearing Yan Liang's voice.

Yan Liang ran over with someone and said: "Uncle Evil, you are still alive!"

He sadly asked: "Did Zhang Yan assassinate Duke Ming?"

Yan Liang is Fu Bian's servant and confidant. Naturally, he knows that Fu Bian secretly negotiated with Zhang Yan to recruit him. But now that Fu Bian is dead, there are a large number of rattan armors on the battlefield. These are the Yellow Turban Thieves. The most equipment, that’s why he had such suspicion!

Wen Chou replied with difficulty: "It shouldn't be the case. The people who assassinated Duke Ming were all dressed in black and well-equipped. The traces left on the battlefield were deliberately created by them."

Then he sighed and said: "It should be the aristocratic nobles in Jizhou who did it. They have never wanted Duke Ming to recruit Zhang Yan, and they hate Duke Ming deeply!"

Yan Liang's expression changed greatly. Both of them were from poor families, and the Yellow Turban Army did not harm them much, so they did not object to recruiting Zhang Yan. This made him Fu Bian's confidant. But now that Fu Bian is dead, their biggest backer If the people behind the scenes know that Wen Chou is not dead, maybe everyone who comes here will be silenced by the people behind the scenes.

As long as he was not stupid, he would have known that Fu Bian, who was protected by hundreds of people, could be assassinated, and the forces behind him were not something he could resist.

He thought for a while and said: "Uncle Evil, if you hide during this period, I will also ask everyone to hide the news that you are still alive. If you are discovered by the people behind the scenes, everyone's lives will be in danger!"

Wen Chou said: "I will be careful. I will also find the person behind the scenes to help Ming Gong take revenge."


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