That face was like a Gutar who was smiling and kneeling under the horse at the Qiang people's martial arts performance.

The cry that pinned the hope of life on himself in despair was like a long-handed, extremely resolute black man in the water town of the south of the Yangtze River.

That look was no different from Uncle Liu, who helped himself into the saddle and stabbed him on the horse's ass when he was besieged by thieves.

yes, that's what they look like.

Since when did Ma Sanlang, who galloped fearlessly on the grassland, become Ma Junhao, who is now running fast in trouble? What made him, who boasted of being mighty and powerful, leave his brother who served the dead behind and only care about his own life?

Is it a noble title that is only one step away from being crowned a marquis? It was still the prestige of subverting the palace with one hand, and he actually taught him to become what he is today.

The failure to shed blood with Hefu had left him to regret in the years that followed, and now he didn't want to regret it anymore.

At the end of the long street, there were many thieves in pursuit, and there were no more than half a hundred of them, and they were less than fifty steps away from the fallen armorer.

Pulling open the armor buckle, the iron half armor was grabbed by him in his left hand as a shield, and he turned back with the ring knife in his right hand, Yang Feng behind him couldn't react, and grabbed Ma Yue's iron armor and said urgently: "What are you doing!" ”

Ma Yue's face was a little numb, the roots of his hair stood up, and he raised his knife with his left arm and pointed at the soldier who fell to the ground and said, "My people are still there!" ”

When he spoke, Ma Yue was facing Yang Feng's eyes, he was just waiting for Yang Feng's signature rebellious eyes, unexpectedly Yang Feng did not have the slightest disobedience this time, his handsome face reflected the moonlight was white, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and as soon as his hand was loosened, he held the Han sword to protect Ma Yue's left, "Please save people!" ”

Ma Yue also smiled, but it was more ruthless, Heifu's death at the hands of the bandits was the regret and indignation of his life, and he hoped that with ten Changshui soldiers around him, he would be able to reverse the defeat.

This time, there were ten Changshui sergeants by his side!

The sound of 'General go quickly' was a cry calling for the soul, and the blood in his heart was like a monstrous flame in an instant, and the iron armor in his hand protected his head and neck and rushed back with a knife.

"Beware of the crossbow, follow me!"

The originally quiet long street became chaotic, the men with weapons in the surrounding high-gate mansions were menacing, the strong crossbows on the high wall were winding up and ready to shoot at any time, and there were archers on the other side of the wall to go to the wall, the Zhu Gate of the Cheqi Mansion was opened, and the two columns of soldiers loyal to the Cheqi Mansion were like facing a great enemy.

Ma Yue was not frightened by these men with weapons, but rushed a little faster.

Xiliang has never lacked invincible courage, at this time, the majesty that once chased Zhang Bao in the first battle of the mainland Ze seemed to have returned to Ma Yue after many years, and this courage made him invincible.

This is the courage of the Way!

In the blink of an eye, everyone had already run out of more than ten steps, and Ma Yue rushed to the wounded soldier's side, wrapped the armor on his head, and supported him, and raised his head, the man who ran fast among the enemies was already close at hand, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he was slashed on the shoulder before he had time to react...... On the streets, in the Zhumen, a steady stream of assassins with swords in their hands poured out, and the shouts of killing were especially loud on this night.

At the moment of injury, the crossbowman of the Che Rider Mansion reappeared on the high wall, and the crossbow in his hand was already wound.

Not to mention that there is no shield, even if the shield is in hand, it is still impossible to block the crossbow arrow within thirty steps.

There is no way to rest in a battle, there are too many enemies, and a short hesitation will make the Changshui good hands around him be swallowed by the assassins, and the only way to survive is to turn back, and the way to turn back is always the way back.

"If you can't rush through, retreat, retreat to the palace!" kicked the man in front of him to the ground, and didn't even have the heart to make up for it, Ma Yue raised the knife left and right while holding the injured robe, "Quick, I'll break it!" ”

The only seven remaining guards were around him, and the Assassins rushed towards them, nearly engulfing them.

Today's Ma Yue regrets his pride, he is still too optimistic about the current situation. He was nervous for almost a month, only to relax when the big thing was about to happen.

This slightest slackness was keenly grasped by the enemy, and he put himself in the place of death.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

The injured Changshui man was carried on Ma Yue's shoulder, and when he heard the sound behind him, Ma Yue didn't even twist his head, but just ran forward desperately, this kind of sound was familiar to him, bow and arrow!

The strong crossbow is an armament, and the people are not allowed to hide it privately, and these six or seven strong crossbows in the Cheqi Mansion have given Ma Yue great fear, but at this time, the assassins who rushed up around him heard the sound behind him and had a strong bow in their hands, which was simply heavenless!

The arrows flew like locusts, no matter how fast a person ran, it was difficult to outrun the arrows, and the iron armor was on the back of his neck, and his back and injured robe were no longer within Ma Yue's range of thinking.

Behind him, he heard the wind in his ears, the cries of the enemy, the crisp sound of arrows nailed to the crotch armor behind his back, and...... The sound of the robe falling to the ground.

Looking back in a hurry, Ma Yue gritted his teeth and his eyes were about to split, and a long water armor soldier lay on his back, and the arrow was in the middle of the door, in order to prevent the enemy from returning to meet the enemy.

"Ho... Seedling! Zhao ...... Delay! ”

Yang Feng protected Ma Yue with one hand, bowed his body and held his sword and walked quickly, and the guards beside him Rao is well-trained face was also occupied by panic.

Ma Yue even noticed a chill in his back, and then a stinging pain took over his mind, and he almost fell to the ground.

No matter how strong the body is, at most there is some meager defense, and it is difficult to defeat the arrows.

His eyes were fixed on the little light at the end of the long street, which was the Chengyang Gate of the Imperial Palace, and he would be safe as long as he ran there.

Even if he was separated by more than 2,000 steps, he knew that as long as he ran there...... Safe!

The running and chasing continued, there was still a shout to the sky behind him, the torches behind him almost illuminated the road ahead, Ma Yue's breathing became heavier and heavier, and he ran hundreds of steps with one person in his body, which was already the limit of his physical fitness.

He was like this, except for Yang Feng's unexpected armor beside him, he was even more unbearable, his ears were filled with heavy breathing, arrows rained down beside him, and everything was chaotic to the extreme.

"Hold on! Hold...... Dry! Ma Yue kept his eyes on the front, and just as he was getting closer and closer, there was still less than a thousand steps to reach Chengyang Gate, when a group of black shadows suddenly appeared on both sides of the street, almost blocking the long street, and rushed towards them with his blade in hand!

Yes, this was a premeditated assassination, how could it leave a way for him to escape?

Everyone's footsteps stopped, there were enemies in all directions, where is this still an assassin, assassinating Ma Yue would use more than two hundred forces, how many soldiers are there in He Fu?

Ma Yue looked around, he was also panicked at this time, he knew that these people were here to kill him, there was a way to escape before, so that the six gods would not be ownerless, and at this moment, the roads in front and behind were blocked, where else could he go?

"San Lang, this way!"

Seeing that the road ahead was blocked, Yang Feng was also panicked, there were Gaomen mansions on both sides, not that he didn't think about taking the alley to detour back to the palace, but the nearest street was also in front, that is, the street blocked by the enemy, and there was no way out at the moment. Yang Feng's eyes were fixed on the Zhu Gate of the Mansion next to him, and he took three steps and two steps to climb the steps, and kicked on the Zhu Gate with one foot.

"Bang!"

The gate gate was almost kicked off, but Zhu Men shook violently but failed to kick it open, and waved Yang Feng stabbed his sword along the crack of the door, and was stabbing on the door gate.

The pursuers were getting closer and closer, and the black and oppressive figure blocking the road in front was less than fifty steps away, and they didn't even look at the name of the mansion hanging on the door, Ma Yue and Yang Feng glanced at each other, and at the same time kicked on the heavy Zhu Gate.

"Bang!"

The two worked together to finally break open the Zhu Gate, the gate gate was broken into two, the two broke into the door, and the accompanying guards also broke into the house.

The word Cui Mansion is written on the door of this mansion.

The door opened, and before Ma Yue and Yang Feng who broke into the mansion rushed down the steps, they just stopped their strong rush.

"Where did the thieves invade Cui's Mansion and retreat quickly!" The soldiers in the mansion were arrayed, the torches were like a forest, everyone looked at the uninvited guests who broke into the mansion, and the young man who led the way with a sword in front saw it clearly and asked in disbelief: "Ma Junhao?" ”

This young man is Cui Jun, Cui Yuanping, the eldest son of Cui Lie. The shouts of the riots in the city have long alarmed the surrounding high-ranking people, but recently there has been turmoil in the DPRK and China, and no one can figure out what is going on outside, and it is huge and difficult to find out the situation, so almost every household in the neighborhood is like this with all the soldiers ready to fight.

Ma Yue saw the person clearly, at this time his appearance was not embarrassed, carrying the robe Ze and grasping the armor, the shoulder was slashed and the blood flowed to the chest, staining the linen clothes inside, seeing that the Lang Cui Jun breathed a sigh of relief, he took a step forward but was shocked again, the hand holding the knife did not relax at all, and said: "The Cheqifu ambushed the assassins, begged the Cui Mansion to give way, let me wait to go over the wall." ”

He didn't dare to rashly seek protection, even if these soldiers were visible forces.

The two sons of the Cui family used to be staff members of the General's Mansion, and now the second son Cui Jun is the Taishou of Xihe, and the eldest son Cui Jun is the chief of the court, and he has no military power and is not involved in the battle for the palace to seize the palace, but Ma Yue cannot guarantee that the Cui Mansion does not want to take revenge.

"Change the gate, close the door!" Cui Jun barely thought about it, just turned his head and gave orders to the soldiers, and beside him, Cui Lie, who was dressed in a white bed and cloth, frowned and said: "Dare to assassinate Jiuqing, Guangluxun and rest assured to take refuge in the mansion!" ”

Hearing this, Ma Yue's hanging heart finally fell for the time being, and his gratitude was beyond words, so he put down his robe and bowed to Cui Lie and thanked him: "Ma Yue thanks Cui Gong for saving his life!" ”

"Important ministers of the court, even if they have different political views, they can't be lynched, Ma Qing's worship is still exempt, Cui doesn't want to have anything to do with people like you!" Before Ma Yue finished speaking, Cui Lie had already waved his hand and said: "Cui Mansion soldiers, go up to the wall and set up arrows, resist the gate, and see if the thieves have the courage to attack!" ”

Ma Yue's hand hung in the air awkwardly, and he slowly retracted it, his face was a little hot, and Cui Lie had something to say...... Intending to accuse him of killing He Jin in the palace, although Cui Lie did not appreciate it, he still said respectfully: "No matter what, Cui Gong's integrity is admirable. ”

Cui Lie didn't even look at him, and then turned around with a wave of his sleeve robe and said, "If the thieves attack, I'm afraid that the Cui Mansion will be difficult to resist for a moment." Rather than saying something nice, for now, I still pray that there will be no changes in the palace, and your Changshui Army can come to save you. ”

"Bang!"

As soon as the gate gate was placed on the door, Zhu Men was hit a lot, and Cui Jun climbed on the wooden frame behind the wall and shouted outside the wall: "General Che Cai, your courage is too great, even my mansion has to be attacked?" ”

Ma Yue stood with the soldiers of the Cui Mansion and resisted the gate of the Cui Mansion to the death. I only heard He Miao's hysterical roar outside: "Cui Yuanping quickly opened the door and handed over Ma Yue, today is either me or he dies!" Come on, burn it for me! ”

A torch flew over the door and into the wall, smashing into the ground and splashing sparks.

"Burn down the Cui Mansion for me!"

He Miao is already crazy. Cui Jun looked up at dozens of burning torches flying towards him, and froze......