When the group escaped from the prison, they saw that the officials guarding the door had already been asleep for a long time, and the two of them were not surprised, and they calmly led everyone to take advantage of the night to carefully avoid the inspection of the Yamen.

At this moment, the night is extraordinarily quiet, and it seems that even the gentle wind in the ears is extraordinarily loud, although it is a short road, it seems to be extremely long, and everyone's hearts are gradually hanging in their throats, and a pair of hands can't help but feel cold and numb.

There were obviously dozens of people, but no one made a sound while walking, and seeing that they were about to walk out of the courtyard where the prison was located, everyone's hearts hung higher.

"Who is it?"

Just as he was walking through, a voice suddenly sounded, breaking the calm of the moment.

In the dreary twilight, as the moonlight fell, I saw two patrolling soldiers standing not far away, one of them holding the lantern with his hand slightly raised, and couldn't help but poke his neck to look carefully, while the other was on guard, and the hand on the handle of the knife would be pulled out at any moment.

When they saw a group of people not far away in this cold moonlight, their pupils immediately shrank, and the next moment, they could hear the vigilant voice of one of the soldiers almost roaring.

"Someone robbed the prison, hurry-"

Before the voice of the shouting could be fully spoken, two cold black shadows suddenly appeared in the quiet moonlight, and before everyone could even notice it, only the sound of sharp blades cutting through the throat could be heard.

The next moment, the surroundings fell silent again, and the smell of blood suddenly rose with the wind, and the two military soldiers who were still standing there had fallen to the ground miserably at this moment, only to hear the sound of "bang-" muffled, and there was only a thin blood mark on their necks, but the sticky and warm blood was gradually spreading uncontrollably.

After everyone was shocked, they couldn't help but feel a little afraid of the two people, and when they looked around, they saw the two people holding sabers in their hands, and the red blood slid down the cold and snowy blade, condensed into blood beads, and fell to the ground.

They didn't seem to care, they just stood condescendingly beside the two cold corpses, and said to them indifferently, "Go." ”

Just as they came back to their senses, the somewhat limp legs took a few steps, and they heard the sound of earth-shaking footsteps gradually ringing in their ears, as well as the sound of swords colliding like life.

After all, it was too late, and even if the two of them were extremely fast, they still attracted the military service who patrolled the surroundings.

I saw that the light of the lantern gradually condensed, as if it had turned into a fire dragon, and surrounded them heavily, and in silence, the military service led by the leader immediately drew his sword, and his words were full of fierce killing intent.

"Those who dare to rob the prison will be killed!"

Hearing this, the morale of the military service behind him suddenly increased, and although those people were in the prime of life, where had they ever seen such a scene, when they retreated, their faces were pale, and their lips were closed but they were speechless.

It seems that there is only one way to die.

"Uhhh

At this moment, under the pressure of the fire, the two of them were extremely calm, as if they did not put the military service in front of them into their eyes at all.

One of them sneered silently, and the next moment, his words were full of contempt: "If you want our lives, it depends on whether you have the ability." ”

As soon as the words fell, the hands of the two people holding the hilt of the knife turned coldly, and they pinched it tighter, and the people behind them were stunned, and they saw that the military service on the opposite side seemed to be angered by this sentence, and suddenly the sound of murder rushed over.

And in this lightning and flint, more than a dozen cold and dull figures quietly jumped down from the beams of the house, like ghosts, under the moonlight, I saw them standing silently in front of those Wujiang people, all pulled out the swords in their hands, at that moment, as if several cold lights flashed out.

Just when the soldiers didn't react for a while, they saw that the two also took the swords thrown by their companions, as if they were facing each other.

At this moment, the night seemed to be getting colder, and the next moment, the "clanging bell" of swords colliding filled the night sky.

I saw that although the companions of the two were only a dozen people, their agile skills were as cold as the wind, and the snow-like sword flowers flew in between them, and the moves were fatal, even if they cut through the opponent's throat and pierced the enemy's chest, they did not pause in the slightest.

As one person after another fell to the ground, the smell of blood, so strong that it was almost disgusting, rose to the sky. At this moment, it seems that in such a night, it is also dyed with a piece of blood red.

Seeing that his companions were all dead under the swords of those men in black, the military service behind them gradually hesitated, and in a panic, he could see them retreating little by little, and even the hand holding the knife was weakening.

Staying in such a comfortable and safe place as Hangzhou Mansion for a long time, how could they have seen such a fateful scene, although they are soldiers of the imperial court, and they are the court's Yulu, but their hands with knives are more accustomed to wiping cards and touching the soft wilts of those prostitutes in Xinghua Alley.

When they saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but shudder.

Originally, I wanted to take advantage of the many victories and the few people in front of me to clean up the people in front of me, but the dozen or so people in front of me seemed to be born for killing and bloodthirsty.

At this moment, they stood awe-inspiring opposite, Rao is scarlet and viscous blood splashed all over their faces, but none of them belonged to them, just like the majestic beast, a pair of eyes had already killed red, and the momentum of the body was as cold as ice, so that people did not dare to easily violate half a point.

And at their feet, there were countless corpses that were gradually cold, looking strange and terrifying.

"Fuck me—"

Seeing that the men behind him were all retreating, the leader roared angrily, but it had no effect.

And those people in front of them were like ghost officials in hell who asked for their lives, they could only watch those Diao people behind them, and no one dared to step forward to ask for their lives.

At this moment of cold stalemate, the sparkling lights from far and near, gradually gathered outside the courtyard, when two rows of officers and soldiers with knives solemnly walked in, the military service led by him seemed to see a savior, and the next moment, I saw a person wearing an official uniform, with a fierce face walking in.

When the leader saw this, he suddenly had a backbone, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Lord Zhentai—"

"Rubbish!"

Who knew that as soon as he got close, before the person could stand firmly, the person was beaten by Chu Zhentai, covering his left cheek, not daring to squeak.

Everyone was so shocked that they were silent, only to see that Chu Zhentai angrily glanced at the embarrassing tragic situation in front of him, and even more angry, pointing and reprimanding: "Just a few people, you can't take it for me, what do I want you to do!"

Everyone didn't dare to speak when they heard this, and the beaten person's lips moved, and finally he hardened his head and said cautiously: "Lord Zhentai, you don't know, those people are just like the ones who don't want to die-"

"Don't die?"

Chu Zhentai asked rhetorically, then sneered and glanced at the heavy figure on the opposite side and said, "Then let me see and understand." ”

"Bow and arrow ready!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that there were archers who came forward with a brush, pinching the bow in one hand and holding the arrow in the other, and the movements were uniform.

At this moment, it seems that even the air is gradually condensed into ice, and as long as an order is given, it is another tragic scene.