They looked at the eighteen fallen corpses on the long street with trepidation.
At first, they thought there were more than 20 people, but after walking in, they found that some of the bodies were only half of them.
The patrol team members knelt in front of Wang Ding.
"We have neglected our duty, please punish the General Chariot and Cavalry."
When they arrived, the battle was over.
Fortunately, Wang Ding is fine, otherwise the people responsible for patrolling tonight will not be able to escape the blame tomorrow.
Wang Ding said: "Everyone, get up."
The battle didn't last long and the patrol could arrive now. Wang Ding didn't blame them.
As for not discovering the assassin in advance, we can't blame them entirely.
Chang'an City is so big and it's late at night. It's really hard to spot a man in black hiding on a roof two feet high.
When Wang Ding passed by, he didn't notice that there were more than a dozen assassins hiding on the roof.
It was the bay red horse that sensed it in advance and allowed Wang Ding to avoid the first round of crossbow arrows.
"Clean up the body. Don't publicize what happened tonight."
"Here." Duan Yuan nodded hurriedly.
He is the son of Duan Shen, and he was responsible for the night patrol in Chang'an during this period.
When such a big thing happened, he could not escape responsibility. He was afraid that Wang would be angry and deal with him, and even implicate his father Duan Xuan.
Duan Xuan is suspicious and cautious, and Duan Yuan also inherited part of his father's character.
Wang Ding will not deny Duan Yuan's work during this period just because of one assassination.
Even if another person is responsible for the assassination tonight, it will be difficult for the man in black to be discovered in advance.
Every time Wang Ding returns from the military camp, he is very careful and walks through different streets every day.
But this last long street cannot be avoided.
The king's residence is on this long street. Unless the king decides not to go back, he must pass through this long street.
Because there are ministers' mansions on both sides, and the lanterns at the door stay lit all night, it is also nicknamed Changming Street by the people of Chang'an.
When he was assassinated tonight, Wang Ding himself was a little careless.
I thought that by taking a different route every time, the enemy would not be able to ambush in advance.
But I didn't expect that the other party would be so bold as to ambush directly on Changming Street.
If they were not courageous, they would not have been able to assassinate Wang Ding in Chang'an City.
Wang Ding left with his guards.
In an instant, he entered his mansion.
After Wang Ding's figure disappeared, Duan Yuan focused on the body on the ground.
Tragic!
Too bad.
The ground was covered with blood, and not a single body was intact.
Either his head was missing, or he was cut in half, or he was directly split in half.
Even though Duan Yuan had followed Duan Xuan to the battlefield, looking at the broken corpses lying on the ground now, he felt sick to his stomach.
Not to mention the soldiers of other ordinary patrols.
Most of them have not actually been on the battlefield, but are only responsible for the security of Chang'an City.
"It's too scary." A patrol member turned his head, not daring to look at the body on the ground.
It's not like they haven't seen corpses before.
But the scene in front of me is really too bloody.
A team member wants to put the two halves of the body together.
"Ugh..."
After he had just put half of the body in order, he couldn't help but vomited out all the food he had eaten tonight.
"Something is not working anymore."
He turned around and lay down on the street, vomiting wildly, with tears falling down. It took him a long time to wipe his mouth, but he saw another head, facing him.
A pair of eyes stared straight at him, scaring him so much that he took a few steps back in panic, tripped over the half-body corpse on the ground, and was covered in blood when he got up.
"Sir, I want to go back."
After one team member finished vomiting, he pitifully said to Duan Yuan.
"If the body is not cleaned up, whoever dares to go back will be unable to get out of bed for a month." Duan Yuan threatened.
It was only after a few team members got to know Duan Yuan that they dared to joke a little. Seeing Duan Yuan's serious face, all of them could only hold their noses and continue to deal with the corpses on the ground.
Duan Yuan got two wooden carts and threw all the bodies into the cart.
"Captain, it seems there is still a head missing." A team member said.
So after some searching, I saw a solitary head in a corner of the street, with disheveled hair, covering its face, so that it had not been discovered immediately before.
Duan Yuan grabbed his hair, threw the head onto the wooden cart, and mixed it with other corpses. He didn't care which corpse the head belonged to. He said, "I will take the corpse away, and you will wash away the blood on the ground.
Don’t disturb the people who will go out early tomorrow morning.”
There is blood all over the ground. If this is not cleaned up, even if he removes the body, the people around him will not dare to go out tomorrow morning.
Wang Ding returned home and asked Lu Hao and the others to clean up separately.
He himself also took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and made sure there was no blood smell on his body before entering the room.
In the room, Diao Chan was sitting at the table, holding a book of The Analects of Confucius in her hand.
Diao Chan was adopted into the Wang family since she was a child. Although she was only a slave, Wang Yun was very kind to her since she was a child. She also studied with Wang Ding for a period of time when she was a child.
It's just that she is a female after all. She only learned more than a thousand words. Diao Chan didn't learn the following Four Books and Five Classics. The gentlemen in the mansion didn't like to teach girls to read.
But now under the influence of Wang Ding, Diao Chan is now interested in learning.
While reading the Analects of Confucius, she waited for Wang Ding to return.
There is a refreshing fragrance in the room, which smells very comfortable.
Diao Chan sniffed gently and asked doubtfully: "Why does my husband still smell of blood on his body?"
On weekdays, Wang Ding would take a shower and change clothes when he came back.
After all, after staying in the military camp for a whole day, Wang Ding's body was still smelly of sweat.
He didn't want the smell of his sweat to pollute the fragrance in the room.
Holding Diao Chan in his arms and smelling the fragrance, he slept very comfortably every night.
Wang Ding said: "I have washed everything, can you still smell it?"
Diao Chan nodded. She was very sensitive to smells and asked doubtfully: "Husband, what happened tonight?"
Diao Chan wouldn't be surprised if Wang Ding returned from the battle smelling of blood.
But during this period of time, Wang Dingke was in Chang'an City, so how could he suddenly be stained with the smell of blood?
Wang Ding took a shower on purpose, and he didn’t want to hide it. He immediately said: "It’s nothing. It’s just that on the way back, I met a blind assassin."
Diao Chan stretched out her white and tender hands and walked around Wang Ding's body. After making sure that Wang Ding was not injured, she felt relieved and said, "Do you know who sent the assassin?"
Wang Ding shook his head: "They are all dead soldiers. They would rather die than speak."
Diao Chanfu worriedly said: "If my husband doesn't come back early in the future, or if it's too late, he will stay in the army."
Wang Ding said: "Don't worry, there is no one in this city who can kill me."
Since those who want to kill him fail tonight, they will have no chance in the future. Wang Ding will only become more and more cautious.
The Three Kingdoms was really a great era of assassinations.