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Chapter 42 The whole city goes to war (2)

In the darkest hour before dawn, a group of people filed out quietly from the side door of the temple like ghosts. The leader was a gust of wind. Two horse thieves who usually served as temple servants walked in the middle. Black Baboon and Crocus were in the group.

At the end, each carried simple luggage.

Outside the door is a narrow alley, dark and quiet, with the moonlight blocked by tall walls. The corners are filled with garbage, exuding a rotten stench.

Further to the alley, a ten-man squad of soldiers patrolled back and forth, looking alertly. Seeing someone coming from the temple, the soldier captain made a gesture from a distance, and a gust of wind immediately returned the gesture.

The soldier captain picked up a bag and came over. "Boss, didn't you mean four people? Fortunately, I prepared an extra set." He untied the bag, and inside were five sets of the standard short robes of the soldiers of the Shahu tribe, night watch badges, and even

Sheath scimitar and high combat boots. The other soldiers also gathered around, blocking them like a screen. These soldiers were either the spies planted by the Storm Horse Thieves in the tribe, or they had been bribed by the Horse Thieves.

"One more was added temporarily." Xiufeng glanced at the black baboon and asked: "Are everything ready outside?"

The soldier nodded and said: "Everything has been arranged. Our route out of the city will try to avoid other patrol teams. The guard behind the city gate in the middle of the night has arranged for our people. All the brothers outside the city have also received the news and are ready to respond at any time.

"

"Quickly change into it." The black baboon handed a short uniform robe to Saffron.

"Uncle, what are we going to do?" Saffron opened his eyes wide and stared at the black baboon hanging the machete on his waist. In the middle of the night, he was suddenly awakened by the black baboon. In his daze, he seemed to hear

The temple abbot and the black baboon had a few arguments.

"Didn't I tell you before? Chief Shahu is arresting foreigners everywhere. For your safety, you must leave Crescent City immediately." The black baboon stuffed the short uniform into Saffron's hand. A gust of wind thought of the red-haired boy,

He was determined not to avoid unnecessary complications. However, if the red-haired boy stayed in the temple, he would be arrested as a horse thief's accomplices later. He could only take the crocus away with him and then make plans.

"But uncle..." Saffron was doubtful. He saw something was wrong, but he did not want to question the black baboon's good intentions.

A gust of wind put on a machete and glanced over with a cold gaze. The black baboon quickly held down the crocus and said, "Kid, don't you believe me?"

"Of course I trust uncle." Saffron blurted out. The city's interrogation of outsiders became increasingly strict, and it was difficult for him to stay any longer, let alone contact Gordon and Freckles. Maybe the two of them had already left the city to avoid trouble.

Everyone changed their clothes and walked out of the alley from the other end of the garbage dump, bypassing the square at the main entrance.

"Hey, it's so strange, how did those patrolling soldiers get out of here?" On a roof five hundred meters away from the temple, Sinbad stood on Ladin's shoulder holding a monocular observation mirror.

Gordon lay down next to him and whispered: "Count the number of people."

"Ah, there are several more people," Sinbad said in surprise.

Gordon asked: "Is there an abbot of the temple?"

"I can't see clearly. It's too dark in the alley. They are facing me sideways and their faces are always blocked." Sinbad kept turning the monocular to adjust the focus.

Laratin raised his fist to his lips and coughed lightly.

Sinbad said knowingly: "Who is the most handsome in the universe? Sir La Latina is infinitely handsome."

An intoxicated smile appeared on Ladin's face, and he held Sinbad with his fingers. The spherical dial emerged from Sinbad's pupils, faintly flashing red light.

In an instant, Sinbad's sight became as sharp as an arrow, and the faces of the soldiers turned from blurry to clear. Their sides, backs, and fronts were focused on the spherical dial from various angles, forming an all-round dynamic picture.

"It's the abbot of the temple, I saw him" Sinbad shouted.

Sensing something in the gust of wind, he suddenly looked back and looked into the distance. Under the deep night, many buildings and high walls blocked his sight, making it difficult to see what was going on.

"What's wrong?" The black baboon held the handle of the knife warily.

"We may have been targeted." Gust of Wind turned around and quickened his pace. After becoming a psychic, his mental power became more and more acute. Unfortunately, he was a wild man and had no one to guide him. He lacked relevant secrets and was not familiar with many of the spiritual sea.

I don't know anything about its usefulness.

The group of people zigzagged through the streets and alleys, going back and forth from time to time, and missed the groups of soldiers patrolling the night in time. Suddenly, there was a faint light of fire directly in front, countless figures were shaking, and ear-splitting shouts and dog barks could be heard in the distance.

"What's going on? Are you betraying us?" The black baboon unsheathed his scimitar and grabbed the soldier captain's neck.

The soldier captain said in panic: "I don't know anything about the three leaders. My life was saved by the boss. How could I betray him?"

"Wait a minute." A gust of wind shook his sleeves and shook the black baboon's blade away. He listened attentively, "They are calling for assassins. It should have nothing to do with us. Avoid them, hurry up."

The group of people turned around and ran away. Not long after, a large number of soldiers came from the street behind them, surrounding them with water.

"Which of your teams are running around? Go and block that alley. Whoever lets the assassin go will have his whole family killed." The leader is Sha Hu's captain of the guard. He is sweating profusely, has a ferocious face, and the veins on his forehead are tense.

The ground jumped.

"Yes, sir." The soldier captain responded quickly and bowed. Several people had to change directions and enter another alley.

"Why are you so unlucky?" A horse thief cursed in a low voice.

A gust of wind looked up and saw that the dark soldiers gathered into long dragons, sweeping in from all directions. The soldiers of the entire Shahu tribe turned out in full force.

"No matter what happens, we have to get out of the city as soon as possible." Xiufeng said solemnly. They did not stay here, but went straight through the alley to rush out before the soldiers surrounded them.

As soon as they came out of the alley, a gust of wind saw a figure rushing past. A large number of soldiers were chasing after him, and the sound of killing was loud.

"We are the palace secret guards, Sha Hu. You slaughtered the secret guards for no reason and committed treason." The fleeing people roared loudly, the source of energy in their bodies vibrating, and the roars went straight into the night sky. The reason why they came here was because a squad of secret guards was here.

Crescent City disappeared mysteriously and there has been no news for a long time. He asked Sha Hu, the chief of the city, to cooperate with the investigation. Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly turned against him and set up an ambush to surround him. Except for him, the captain, who tried his best to fight out, all the other secret guards were killed.

"None of you Storm Troopers who assassinated the chief can escape," Shahu's captain of the bodyguard also used his power and roared.

Hidden guards? Horse thieves? There was a gust of wind, and they were stunned for a moment, and then the pursuers rushed towards them. Several of them were trapped by the dense soldiers, and they were involuntarily involved in the crowd.

"That temple abbot probably won't come back. Sinbad, let's go in." Gordon tiptoed toward the Temple of God in the night.

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