It has been a long time since the last time he was assassinated. It has been so long that everyone has forgotten that it happened.
After the last assassination, Xiang Yun walked out of Longyou and walked to central Guizhou, Southeast Road, Jiangnan Road, and then to the capital, without encountering any assassination.
But Xiang Yun did not forget.
He knew that the assassin would appear again, and he could even feel the assassin snooping around him.
He knew that there was no perfect defense in this world, he could only keep practicing.
These days, he is training with the soldiers in the army, and everyone admires his ability to endure hardships and keep his figure low.
Using these trainings, he and his guards rehearsed dozens of assassination scenarios and how to kill the assassin.
He didn't need to arrest anyone alive, nor did he need to find out who was behind it, he just needed to kill the assassin.
For the mastermind who wants to murder him, the most effective deterrent is to kill the assassin.
There was only one assassin who could attack him secretly despite the heavy guards, but he could not withstand the killing array formed by the guards.
Xiang Yun looked at the man who was surrounded and killed by the army, like a fish trapped in a net. The fish was very big, very flexible, very reluctant, and very smart. Knowing that he could not break free of the iron net, he wanted to turn it into a
Your own weapons, integrated with yourself...
The iron man wrapped in the iron net rolled and collided on the tip of the spear. The man fell to his back and his horse fell to pieces.
But so what, if one wall collapses there will be another.
Xiang Yun waved his hand, and the soldiers and horses surrounding him shouted in unison and rushed towards the assassin...
There was a crisp sound, and warm moisture splashed into Xiang Yun's ears. Without any hesitation, he instantly turned over under the horse's belly and saw the soldier beside him falling from before his eyes, with an arrow piercing his throat.
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And there are assassins! Tune the tiger away from the mountain! The assassins here are the real killers!
"Protect the Governor!"
The soldiers and horses were running around, spinning and gathering, entangling Xiang Yun layer by layer. Killing the assassin was not important, but Xiang Yun not being killed was the most important.
The soldiers and horses turned into iron nets and surrounded Xiang Yun. The assassins wrapped in the iron nets fluttered and jumped, threw off the iron nets, and jumped into the chaotic crowds of fleeing, screaming, sheep, chickens and ducks...
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There was chaos on the road outside Linzhou City.
It was originally a mess. There was no open space here. There were large and small houses built with masonry, wood, and thatched huts. Vendors were crowded among them, as were cattle, horses, sheep, chickens, ducks, and pigs.
Leaving the main road, the soldiers and horses seemed to have broken into a bamboo forest. Their movements were blocked and the military formations stumbled and collided.
The assassin caught in the iron net, everyone only remembers the iron net, and the faces of the people under the iron net are not seen at all, while the other assassin only has an arrow and disappears without anyone appearing...
The arrest also became confusing and clueless.
Xiang Yun pressed his shoulder and said without looking at the chaos, "Let's go back to the military camp."
The deputy general looked around with vigilance. It was like a frying pan was exploding. People were everywhere, running, screaming and crying...
Xiang Yun looked over his shoulder and pulled out a dagger as thin as a cicada's wing from the armor piece. The assassin's attack was fast and accurate. The dagger pierced the gap in the armor. If he hadn't been prepared, he would have worn an extra layer of locks.
Zijia, this poisoned dagger could kill him if it scratched even a little bit of flesh.
Xiang Yun stretched out his hand to measure, and found that the dagger was only one finger from his neck...
It's so dangerous, and there's more than one assassin.
Xiang Yun looked at the chaos in front of him. Because he didn't know what happened, Linzhou City actually closed the city gates...
The people outside the city fell into greater chaos, as if rebels were attacking the city.
"Continue to search for the assassins, notify the government, the city gate guards, and appease the people." Xiang Yun felt a dull pain in his forehead and turned the horse's head, "I will go see Your Majesty."
There was an assassination attempt on the imperial general at the gate of Linzhou City. The emperor would probably be frightened to death. The first way to solve this matter would probably be to drive away the person who attracted the assassin.
He must appease the emperor immediately.
Standing on a high wooden platform, I watched with my own eyes the small boat below breaking through the waves, and then suddenly a storm and huge waves arose on the water. A fight came and went like a strong wind, leaving behind a undulating, noisy and chaotic water surface, and all this
It happened so fast that the lingering sound of Lao Hu's assassin faded away. He was still stunned and his palms holding the railing were not sweaty. It was over.
Seeing this assassination from a high place is much clearer and more shocking than being in it.
The soldiers all exhaled in unison.
What a ferocious assassin, what a smooth assassination, what a terrifying assassin!
Such an assassin has arrived in Linzhou. How many people are he hiding there and how many people are he going to assassinate?
As the guards near the city gate, they were about to get busy. Everyone looked at Lao Hu, who was still in a daze. A soldier reminded him to call Hu...
As soon as he opened his mouth, Lao Hu slapped the railing and burst into laughter.
Regardless of how dangerous it is and how unkind it is to laugh like that, let’s have a good fucking laugh first.
"Xiang Yun, this fellow, has been blowing very hard all day long. How can he manage the army? He was chased to the city gate and assassinated."
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In the densely packed streets, it was impossible to distinguish an alley. A group of people were wandering around in it, causing a lot of curses and shouts.
"You kicked the wall of my house."
"Get off my roof!"
"Mom, someone is walking around in our yard."
Hearing this, Xiang Qiubeard was a little annoyed and glared at the child sitting on the ground playing in the mud: "This is obviously a street, why has it become your yard?"
Before the child could answer, a woman rushed out of the shed with a shovel in hand: "Why isn't it my yard? His Majesty the Emperor personally assigned it to my house, and this is my yard! You guys are trying to rob us all day long.
A place for orphans and widows.”
Crying and shouting, he swung the shovel and hit him.
Xiang Qiubeard yelled: "You woman are shameless! You obviously take the road that everyone is walking on, but it has become yours. I will demolish your shed today."
As he spoke, he knocked the woman away and started to shake around the woman's thatched shed. Behind him were the woman's shouts like killing pigs and shovels hitting her like a rain...
Xiang Qiubeard got angry, climbed up to the hut and ran away.
The woman shouted and cursed, and behind her came the sound of chaotic footsteps and the collision of armor. A group of guards rushed in, "Capture the assassin!" "Everyone is under investigation!" "You reported your identity one by one, what were you doing just now?
"Have you seen anyone suspicious?"
After hearing the first sentence, the crying woman became quiet. When she heard the second sentence, her eyes lit up and she pointed at the hay shed with a shovel: "Yes! The assassin just ran over from the roof of my house."
The guards were stunned for a moment. Just as they were about to ask again, the people around them started shouting.
"Fat sister-in-law, don't go too far."
"People are just complaining about injustice, so you frame them falsely."
"I'm telling you, I've long wanted to kick down your thatched hut. Do you also want to say that I'm an assassin?"
The guards were confused and confused. The leader grabbed the woman and asked, "Is there an assassin?"
The woman was not frightened by the ferocious look of the guards' armored weapons. Instead, she grabbed the leader of the guards and cried: "You have to make the decision for me. His Majesty the Emperor promised me this place. They want to rob it every day! We are orphans and widows."
Mom can’t survive!”
The onlookers also ran out and surrounded the guards, saying, "Master, it was this woman who robbed the alley first." "This is where we walked." "She acted like a fool and deceived the government." "She didn't allow us to come from here.
If we pass, we will have a hard time getting out." "Guan Ye, you have to make the decision with us."
The guards searching for the assassins had not yet checked the identities of these people, but they were surrounded and clamoring for a verdict, and they were immediately distressed.
In other places, the guards entering homes and alleys, climbing walls and rooftops to conduct inspections and searches, were also in chaos.
His majesty is kind and protective of the people. The government treats the people according to the principle of turning a blind eye to the big things and turning a blind eye to the small ones. Therefore, there is no division of areas and no detailed population registration. Everyone survives the rebellion together and waits for Daxia to return to normal, which leads to a search of everyone.
They are all like suspects, and their origins are unknown.
Xiang Qiu beard shuttled through the complicated outer city, climbed up walls, drilled through windows, cursed people, quarreled, stole clothes and changed shoes like a fish in water. After several ups and downs, he became a handsome young man.
The young master gently shook his folding fan and passed by a door. Someone happened to pour a basin of water out, and he jumped up towards his beard. The folding fan covered him, but he was still splashed with mud. Before he could curse, there was a crash behind him, and it seemed that he was getting splashed with mud again.
Someone pours water....
That's not water, it's an iron lock! Flying sword! Stone hammer!
Xiang Qiubeard could only move forward. The boy carrying the water basin shook his hands, and the water basin came over. Xiang Qiubeard smashed the water basin with his body and sword.
But there were two iron whips in the boy's hand, which wrapped around his waist and pulled him into the door.
Xiang Qiu's beard was wrapped with an iron whip, and a large net had been opened in the courtyard to cover him.
"Head, hands, feet, mouth."
There was a voice shouting, Xiang Qiu's head was grabbed, his mouth was pinched, his hands and legs were twisted behind him at the same time, and he was tied up tightly in an instant.
"Don't let him die." The voice continued, "I haven't asked him a question yet."
Xiang Qiubeard is an assassin. He never thinks that he will never be caught. He promised Mrs. Wu to live, but he was prepared to die every time. The poison was in his mouth...
But this time the opponent was faster than him. His head was held down, his mouth was pried open, and his tongue was pulled out. It was impossible for him to die on the spot.
But can torture be used to extract a confession from him? Xiang Qiubeard laughed silently and saw a blurry figure in the room.
The voice came from inside: "Bring people in."
Xiang Qiubeard was carried in and walked from the outside to the room. The intersection of light and darkness made his vision dim.
This is an ordinary hall. There are a slender figure and a strong figure standing in the hall...
"Bring the things up." The slender figure waved his sleeves and said in a pleasant voice.
He glared at his beard to show his contempt for any instrument of torture, but after adapting to the room, he saw two men carrying... a pot of flowers and placing it on the table.
The green leaves are like stacks of clouds and mountains, and a pink and white flower trembles in the leaves like a beautiful woman covering her face with a fan.
Xiang Qiu’s beard looked at the flowers and smiled tenderly. He died under the flowers. He was also a celebrity.
A hand as delicate as a flower stretched out, snapped off the delicate flower with a click...
Xiang Qiubeard's gentle eyes solidified, following the delicate flowers to the person's temples, and saw half of the handsome side face, and the flowing eyes...
"Let me ask you." The pleasant voice asked, "Is this flower beautiful?"