The sun is like water, and the wind carries the sound of dysprosium.
When the sound of arrows flew into the sky, the chaos of explosions and fighting was already unfolding on the long street. In the restaurants and teahouses on both sides of the street, bloody scenes were spreading through the windows. People fighting were looking out of the windows.
, jumped out from the top floor of a nearby house, and on the street in the distance, someone drove a convoy and rushed over.
"Kill the golden dog!" "Men of the Wu Dynasty will never surrender!" "Get out of the way -" the shouts were mixed with the chaotic sound, and the ranks of the imperial army formed a formation and charged under the wave of the general.
In a courtyard further away, Li Pin, who was having a secret meeting with several generals, noticed the noise coming from the air. He turned around and saw that the morning sun was becoming dazzling.
Several generals left one after another to participate in their actions. At two o'clock, the city's martial law bells rang along with the shrill military horns. The people in the streets of the city rushed towards their homes in panic. Not long after, panic broke out.
Several more chaos broke out among the crowd. Wushu had been outside Lin'an City for several months. Except for harassing Lin'an at the beginning of the new year, he never attacked the city again. Today's sudden daytime martial law, most people are unaware of what happened.
What happened.
But of course something happened.
Most people rushed to their homes, but some people took to the streets at this sensitive moment, armed with knives and guns. In the southwest of the city, some workers and students from the paper mill and newspaper office run by Li Pin took to the streets and faced the crowd.
He shouted that the imperial court wanted peace and that the golden dog had entered the city. Soon, he was in a confrontation with the police patrolling the city.
At the Five Elements Boxing Gym in the east of the city, a dozen boxers and hundreds of warriors wearing red scarves and carrying swords were heading towards the Anding Gate. Behind them was not the power of the Princess Mansion, but the owner of the gym, Chen Hongsheng, had practiced martial arts in Bianliang in his early years.
After receiving two instructions from Zhou Tong, they have been shouting for the fight against the Jin Dynasty since then. Today they got the news a little late, but they can no longer care about it.
In the west of the city, Niu Xingguo, the commander of the imperial army, galloped all the way. Then, before the martial law order was fully issued, he gathered hundreds of close associates and headed towards Andingmen to "support" them.
More people and more forces are moving in this city. Some of them can be seen, but more actions are hidden from people's sight.
Fifty miles away from Lin'an City, at this time, Wushu's cavalry had already broken out of camp, and the sound of hoofbeats raised an astonishing amount of dust.
In the streets near Andingmen, a steady stream of Forbidden troops had blocked several intersections. When the explosion sounded, stumps and minced meat could be seen in the bloody dust. A group of soldiers led a convoy of Jin envoys and began to detour.
The Iron Sky Eagle covered in blood ran on the roof of Lin'an City, roaring like a tiger, leaping towards the houses on the other side of the street, where other figures were also running and fighting.
The long knife slashed the oncoming enemy upside down in the air, with sparks and blood flying everywhere. Iron Sky Eagle's figure was slightly lowered, like a rushing, devouring tiger, and flew past the hanging platform of three houses in the blink of an eye.
The policeman holding a steel ruler came up to him, but he split his shoulder open with a knife. A shadow enveloped him, and on the roof on the other side of the long street, a master rushed towards him like a flying eagle. In the blink of an eye, he closed the distance, and Tietian
Eagle held one end of the steel ruler and pulled it up with his backhand. The steel ruler hit the opponent's chin and side of the face. There was a sound of penetration in the air, and the bones, teeth, and flesh on the person's face were pointing towards the sky at this moment.
Flying, the Iron Sky Eagle has rushed out of the hanging platform on the opposite side.
The golden envoy's carriage was spinning, arrows flying overhead, and beside him, countless people seemed to be fighting. In addition to the assassins from the princess's palace, there were also helpers who came from unknown places, who were also doing the same thing.
Tie Tianying could hear the sound of muskets in the air, and the flying projectiles and arrows penetrated the side wall of the Jin Envoy's carriage, but no one could confirm whether the assassination was successful or not. The army was gradually closing in on the assassination crowd.
surrounded and divided.
After exchanging knives with an intercepting master, Tie Tianying was still fighting forward. Several soldiers rushed towards him with guns. After a fight, he was half-blooded and followed the convoy. The golden envoy, half-covered with blood, emerged from the carriage.
He rushed out in panic and was surrounded by armored guards. As he moved forward, Tie Tianying walked through the stairs of the house to the second floor, climbed to the roof and went down again. While fighting two enemies, a bloody figure emerged from the other side.
He chased out from one side and killed an enemy for him while raising his sword. Tie Tianying chopped down the other person. Just as he was about to continue chasing, he heard the man say: "Tie Catcher, stop! Tell your people to leave."
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The person who came was a middle-aged woman. Although she had helped kill the enemy before, but now when she heard her say such words, Tie Tianying's blade sank back. Even though she was prepared to prevent a sneak attack, the woman followed: "
I am Wei Lingxue, the Chinese Army, and I can’t leave if I don’t leave.”
Hearing the words "Hua Xia Army", Tie Tianying was slightly startled and stood still. The woman with a Chinese character named Wei Lingxue was seriously injured and gasped heavily: "The current plan is to go to the palace to pick up the eldest princess as much as possible.
, Jin makes it meaningless to kill or not to kill, you retain your strength..."
When she said this, a group of soldiers on the street across the street shot arrows into the room. The Iron Sky Eagle's steel sword danced wildly and moved towards the woman from the Chinese Army. However, he himself was wary of the other party, and they were separated from each other.
A little further away, when the arrow rain stopped, the opponent shook twice in the middle of his chest and fell down.
Tie Tianying subconsciously grabbed the opponent's shoulder and rolled down behind the wooden pillar in the room. Blood gushed out from the woman's chest, and after a moment, she was no longer alive.
The old catcher hesitated for a moment, then finally roared and rushed outside...
"kill--"
The shout shook the long street, and in a blink of an eye, it was drowned out by the sound of people.
At three o'clock, a lot of news had been fed back. Cheng Zhouhai made arrangements and left the back door of the princess's palace in a carriage. It was confirmed that the palace had been ordered by Zhou Yong, and the eldest princess would not be able to act normally in a short period of time.
The means are out.
The notice has been notified, and more means and connections may be carried out later. The entire situation in Lin'an has been suffered by Wanyan Xiyin and everyone in the city for four months, and everyone is in a sensitive state.
In this state, someone lit a flame, and everything was about to explode. At this moment, people watching in the dark rushed to stand in line, fearing that they would be left behind.
The sudden martial law in the entire city has not yet been completed, but the imperial guards, policemen, and government officials patrolling the city have already taken to the streets. Cheng Zhouhai got off the carriage at a street intersection and headed towards an inconspicuous yard at the other end of the lane.
, after entering the courtyard, several people accompanying him became alert. Cheng Zhouhai went into the small room in the courtyard to tidy up his things, but a moment later, there was still a knock on the door.
One person opened the courtyard door, and eight police officers filed in: "Lin'an government office, sir, please ask Mr. Cheng to come over."
"Mr. Cheng, are you making a mistake? There is no..."
"Stop being so verbose, I know you are in there, Mr. Cheng, come out. I know you are a nobleman of the princess's house. We brothers should treat each other with courtesy and don't make the scene too ugly. We are all following orders."
Cheng Zhouhai opened the door of the small house. Six police officers were observing the situation in the yard, always on guard against anyone taking action. Two police officers came over and said, "I have seen Mr. Cheng."
"We've found them all here. Doesn't Luo Shuwen have this ability? Which family do you belong to?"
"This is our brother's sign, and this is an edict. Don't think too much, Mr. Cheng. It is indeed our Lord Yin who wants to invite you." The two catchers showed the sign and documents, and Cheng Zhouhai shook his eyes and sighed.
Tone: "Okay, I'll get the things."
"No need to take things..."
The catcher waved his hand, and Cheng Zhouhai glared sharply: "Don't be so shameless!" In the past, he was one person below ten thousand people in the princess's mansion. In this glance, his eyes were so majestic. Although the several catchers relied on
Cheng Zhouhai turned around and went in, holding the door open. After a while, the two arresters sensed something was wrong and rushed into the room one after another.
There was no one in the house, so they rushed to the door hidden behind the bookshelf of the cabin. The moment the door was opened, blazing flames burst out.
The entire small courtyard, the houses in the courtyard, and the open space in the courtyard exploded one after another with a roar, submerging all the police officers. The explosion in broad daylight shook the entire nearby area. One of the police officers rushed out of the back door.
He was blown away by the air waves and rolled several times. He had good martial arts skills. When he struggled to raise his head on the ground, Cheng Zhouhai, who was standing in front, was holding a short cylinder to his forehead.
With a "bang" sound, the catcher leaned back and his head was blown open.
"Ning Liheng's stuff is really useful..." Cheng Zhouhai murmured, his hands trembling. Around his sight, several cronies were coming from different directions. The remnants of the explosion in the small courtyard were horrifying, but in Cheng
In Zhou Hai's eyes, the entire city was already in motion.
If it were normal times, a Lin'an Prefecture Yin would not be able to do anything to him. Even on normal days, with the majesty accumulated by the Princess's Palace for a long time, even if he sent people directly into the palace to snatch Zhou Pei out, I'm afraid no one would be able to do anything to him.
Dare to take it. But at this moment, it is not that simple. It is not a simple struggle between two factions or the liquidation of enemies.
Emperor Zhou Yong just sent out a weak signal, but the real help came from the fear of the Jurchens. Countless visible and invisible hands were reaching out in unison to completely suppress the behemoth Princess Mansion.
There is even the composition of the Princess Mansion itself in the middle.
No matter how majestic the Princess's Palace was in the past, it could not completely eliminate Zhou Yong's influence on the ideological work of the Princess's Palace - and Zhou Pei was not willing to consider what would happen if he confronted Zhou Yong.
, this kind of thing is too treacherous and unethical. Although Cheng Zhouhai is ruthless, he cannot act beyond Zhou Pei's will in this matter.
So at this point, when Zhou Yong made up his mind to stand on the side of the peace faction, the chain of interests of the Princess Mansion suddenly collapsed. At this time, what still controlled many people to side with Zhou Pei was no longer the threat of swords and guns, but only the threat of swords and guns.
It's just on their conscience.
Cheng Zhouhai could not calculate how much conscience in this city was worth.
Looking at the bombed-out yard, he knew that many escape routes had been blocked.
He sighed slightly, and before being surrounded by the startled crowd, he quickly ran away with a few of his confidants...
Noon is approaching.
The early summer sunshine in the sky did not appear hot. Iron Sky Eagle climbed over the low courtyard wall and walked forward in the small deserted courtyard. His hands supported the wall, leaving bloody palm prints one after another.
Chaos continues in the streets outside.
Yu Zihua rode over and looked at the corpse of the Jin envoy among the soldiers on the street with some panic.
The willow trees in the city swayed in the sunshine, and the streets were far and near. There were countless corpses and indescribable blood. The blood-red paved the streets in front and behind.
Someone was laughing in a pool of blood.
Yu Zihua turned around and shouted loudly. The nearby soldiers came over and impaled the laughing assassin under the gun with hesitation.
Further away, Wanyan Qingjue, dressed as a soldier accompanying him, put his hands behind his back and breathed in the air of the city. The blood in the air also made him feel intoxicated. He took off his hat, put on his official hat, and walked across the ground.
His body, accompanied by his entourage, walked forward.
The blood everywhere was the red carpet in his eyes.
Soon after, he told Yu Zihua his identity as deputy envoy with a stern face, and took out the document written by Xi Yin. Yu Zihua breathed a sigh of relief, got off the horse, and spread his hands toward him forward.
An entourage picked up the body of the dead Jin Envoy, and Wanyan Qingjue walked forward. He knew that at the end of the long road, the majestic palace, which symbolized the dignity of the Southern Dynasty, was waiting for his questioning and trampling. With victory, he
Walking through this road paved with the blood of countless people from the Wu Dynasty, the sun shines through the leaves on the roadside. In the shade of the trees is the corpse of the deceased, with eyes that cannot be closed. The slightest movement of the wind is like the sound of victory.