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The sky suddenly became gloomy, without any sunlight.
Although he was anxious, Wang Junlin knew that the news of Yang Liang's death would soon spread, and Taiyuan City would soon fall into chaos. At this time, he couldn't act in a hurry, otherwise he would cause unnecessary trouble.
The group of people rushed towards the south gate at a leisurely pace. From a distance, Wang Junlin saw the shadowy figures behind the battlements at the head of the city. He did not know how many officers and soldiers there were, as well as the cold light of swords, guns and bows. The most important thing was the city gate.
It was already closed tightly, and behind him, shouts of killing came from the direction of the Han Dynasty Palace, the direction of Xiao Mohe and Wang Kun's mansion, and the direction of several military camps.
Taiyuan City is in chaos, and although Wang Junlin and others are powerful, it is difficult to fight their way out of the city surrounded by thousands of troops when the city gates are closed.
"Let's go first." Wang Junlin whispered, and the group turned around and walked towards the city.
"Sir, where are we going?" Shan Xiongxin asked.
Wang Junlin thought for a moment, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Go to Xiao Mohe's house."
Shan Xiongxin was a little surprised, but when he saw that Nie Xiaoyu didn't say a word, he bowed and accepted the order, and the group went to Xiao Mohe's house.
"There are four people following us." Nie Xiaoyu suddenly said.
"Kill the person following you." Wang Junlin said indifferently.
"The scholar in white is behind, the vendor pushing a cart on the right, the beggar with a broken bowl on the left, and the young man walking around in front." Nie Xiaoyu said quickly.
Shan Xiongxin agreed, and with a wave of his hand, the four swordsmen dismounted and blended into the crowd.
Not long after, four screams came almost at the same time, and screams rang out on the street. Suddenly, the already chaotic street, which was already in a hurry, became even more chaotic. Four swordsmen rushed back quickly.
Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu gave up the carriage directly, and asked Nie Xiaoyu and Chunqiu Laonu to blend into the crowd. Hidden in the dark, the blood-maned horse raised its head to the sky and let out a long neigh. Wang Junlin and the Six Swordsman galloped away along the street.
On the road, I saw a lot of Taiyuan city defense officers and soldiers lined up. If someone tried to stop them, the infantry would rush directly into them. If they encountered the cavalry, they would also fall into chaos amidst the neighing of the blood-maned horses, and then be easily penetrated by Wang Junlin and his entourage, killing them.
passed.
The sound of fighting in front of me was getting louder and louder, and the streets were illuminated by blazing fire.
Wang Junlin became a little anxious, because he judged from the shouts of killing from several military camps in the city and the Han Dynasty Palace that only part of the army in the city was controlled by Gao Ying, and if he could rescue Xiao Mohe, the latter would be able to summon loyalists to him
His subordinates have a greater chance of winning, whether they regain control of Taiyuan City and the Han Palace, or use their troops to fight out of the city.
Suddenly, a group of about 200 people appeared in front of them, blocking the way.
"Who is riding a horse in the city? Hasn't the King of Han long ago issued an order not to ride a horse and gallop?"
"Get out of the way, we are General Xiao's generals, get out of the way quickly, get out of the way..."
Wang Junlin said this deliberately because he wanted to judge the situation and distinguish between friends and foes.
After hearing this, the other party showed a ferocious smile and instead of getting out of the way, he stopped.
A general emerged from the crowd, wearing a helmet and a robe and a girdle.
He stepped off a Hualiu horse and held a gold-backed machete in his hand. He held it with a majestic and murderous look. He pointed at Wang Junlin and his group of seven people and shouted: "They are the assassins who assassinated the King of Han. Kill them."
Of course the speaker did not know Wang Junlin's identity, and no one except Zhang Chuchen knew that Wang Junlin killed Yang Liang. This person was just looking for an excuse, but this excuse was really the truth.
Before the enemy could finish his words, the blood-maned horse jumped out of nowhere and appeared in front of the man with a roar.
Without saying a word, Wang Junlin raised his hand and struck out with a sword. A scream was heard as the sword pierced the air. The general instinctively fell back, and an iron bridge escaped the sword. The man escaped, but the horse could not.
But he didn't hide away. Hearing a scoff, the horse neighed miserably and fell into a pool of blood. The general was also thrown to the ground by the horse and rolled a few times before he got up.
At this time, Wang Junlin had already rushed into the crowd.
But when I saw the Dragon Bird Sword, it was like a message sent by the King of Hell to summon the souls. Wherever it went, people fell on their backs and blood flowed into rivers.
With Wang Junlin's current swordsmanship, coupled with the cooperation of the blood-maned horse, he is simply an evil god. And the six swordsmen behind him were originally masters in the stasis period. After several months of Nie Xiaoyu's training, everyone
They are all already at the top of their game, not to mention the six of them are good at cooperating, even on horseback.
However, the six swordsmen followed Wang Junlin and rushed over, picking up weak ones along the way. No wonder, the more powerful one was hacked to death by Wang Junlin with a sword, and no one could make a round in front of his horse. That guy
The general was already stunned... He had never seen such a ferocious person in such a long life, and the mount's eyes turned blood red. He had just witnessed the horse bite the eye of one of his subordinates.
Come down.
Oh my god, is this still a horse? It's a roaring beast, and the man riding on it is simply not a person, he's a legendary demon king.
Wang Junlin rushed to save people, but he didn't bother to pay attention to the general who had fled aside, and rushed over with his men.
Just like this, the officers and soldiers on the street were alerted. Many officers and soldiers rushed up to stop Wang Junlin. But they were no match for Wang Junlin. With a single sweep of the Dragon Bird Sword, four or five of them were beheaded.
Fall off the horse.
Wang Junlin felt angry and roared: "Make way for me!"
The dragon bird sword kept flying up, down, left and right, causing screams everywhere it passed, and a pile of corpses fell from the horse at a distance of ten feet.
In just a short journey, nearly a hundred people died under Wang Junlin's sword.
The six attendants behind him were also merciless, and they followed them and killed them with all their might.
Xiao Mohe's mansion can be seen in the distance.
I saw six to seven hundred Taiyuan City Guards officers and soldiers shouting and attacking Xiao Mohe's mansion, shooting arrows like raindrops from Xiao Mohe's mansion, and the two sides were in a stalemate. Wang Junlin breathed a sigh of relief, and the bloody mane on his crotch
The horse was like a sharp arrow leaving its string, and six swordsmen followed him. They looked at the six or seven hundred officers and soldiers as if they were nothing, and rushed to the door of Xiao Mansion like the wind.
Wang Junlin shouted loudly: "How are you, Third Grandfather? Hong Shi is here to save you!"
"It's that kid, let them in quickly!"
The voice of Zheng Shengqiu, the number one master under Xiao Mohe, came from behind the gate. Immediately after the door opened, Zheng Shengqiu appeared at the door, waving his hands and saying: "Envoy, come in quickly, come in quickly... Elder Xiao is seriously injured.
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Wang Junlin and six sword attendants rushed into the palace gate on horseback, and the palace door closed again with a bang.