has his own murderer who killed Fukangan as the number one wanted target of the Qing court, Wang Jianying and Wang Jianjie are the secondary targets of the Qing court,

Yang Yun's thoughts turned in his heart, and then he drank the tea, threw a few copper coins on the table, and prepared to get on the horse and hurry.

At this time, there was a sound of horses' hooves on the avenue, dull as thunder, horses' hooves trampled on the earth, the sound came from far and near, Yang Yun turned his head to look, only to see a team of cavalry wearing cyan armor and hats and helmets, at this time, the cavalry team of the Qing army, about 100 people, in front of them were two men with knives and hammers.

The two men with long knives and hammers were strong and vigorous, with eyes like eagles and sharp eyes. At first glance, he is a master of high-class martial arts.

"It's not good, it's the cavalry of the imperial court!"

After the caravan resting at the tea shop saw this group of cavalry, everyone's complexion changed, especially the owner of the caravan complained in his heart.

As the saying goes, when an army crosses the border, chickens and dogs are not left. The military discipline of the soldiers and horses under the command of the Qing court has always been not very good, and when encountering caravans on the march, it is still a trivial matter to take advantage. I'm afraid that they will be like horse thieves, and they will rob the caravan with a vote.

When the time comes, who can offend the officers and soldiers of the court for the sake of a few businessmen?

"There's a caravan?"

When the hundred-strong cavalry team passed through the avenue, they were immediately attracted by the dozen carriages next to the tea shop, and the eyes of some Qing cavalry had already shown greed.

"Two adults! There is no village in front of the village, there is no shop in the back, there is only one teahouse, should we do a vote?"

A cavalryman brought his horse to the two in front of him and whispered.

"Don't be too troublesome, the most important thing now is to do a good job and find that daring thief! As long as you can find a target, there will definitely be a reward on it!" The man with the long knife in it frowned with a solemn face, and did not like the general advice of the cavalry general.

The Qing soldiers called the general only yes, but the eyes of the caravan were still a little unwilling. It's hard to go on a business trip, and if you don't get enough oil and water, you feel a little pity when you think about it.

"What the eldest brother said is good, but we can't starve the stomachs of the brothers, it's better to let the steward of this caravan send some filial piety, and forget it!"

The man with the hammer glanced at the boss beside him, smiled, and gave the other party a step down.

When the man with the knife heard this, he did not object, and the cavalry of 100 people began to slow down and surrounded the tea shop in a semicircle as it passed by.

This avenue is an official road, but it is located in the wilderness, dozens of miles away from the county seat before and after, there are few pedestrians passing by except for the merchants on the road, and there are more than a dozen people in the caravan steward in the tea shop, and there are different expressions when they see the hundred cavalry surrounding the tea shop.

"The villain has seen all the soldiers!"

The steward of the caravan was bitter in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he nodded and walked towards the cavalry.

"What kind of soldier, blind your dog's eyes, these two are the inner guards of the capital!" the cavalry general shouted, domineering.

"Ouchi guards?"

Yang Yun, who was about to leave, suddenly looked sideways, as far as he knew, Emperor Qianlong did not trust the Han people after dealing with the Red Flower Society, and he did not need to guard a Han person in close quarters, and selected warriors from Manchuria, Mongolia, and Tibet to serve as guards.

Among them, there are four Manchurian, five Mongolian, and nine Tibetan monks, and the four Manchurians are the four masters of Manchuria. Known as the Four Masters of Kanto.

The two people in front of him are neither Mongolians nor monks, they must be the four fulls of the eighteen guards in Ouchi!

"In order to find me, the Qing court even sent out the inner guards! It seems that Qianlong was not very angry after knowing that I killed Fukangan!"

Yang Yun thought to himself in his heart. Today, he happened to meet two of the eighteen guards in Ouchi, and he naturally would not let go of this opportunity, and was ready to kill these two people first to weaken the power of the Qing court masters.

"Manchu Tartar, give me my life!"

He made up his mind, and immediately used his skills to smash the monument with both hands, and blasted at the two guards on horseback.

The two Ouchi guards were caught off guard, and they didn't expect that there would be a sneak attack on the side at this time, among which the guards with knives were more powerful, and after sensing the danger, they instantly bent down and turned over to the belly of the war horse.

Another guard with a hammer was hit in the chest with a palm, click, his body was blown away with a bang, his bones were shattered inch by inch, and he was killed directly before he could scream!

"Who's the thief?"

The cavalry next to him was always furious, and hurriedly drew his waist knife and commanded his cavalry to prepare for a counterattack.

The caravan steward who was about to endure the pain and send filial piety suddenly encountered this kind of fighting scene, and hurriedly retracted into the tea shop with his head in his hands, and at this time, more than a dozen people in the tea shop looked at each other, revealing a look of shock.

"What a powerful palm! Who is this person? He dared to make a move with the officers and soldiers, and even killed a large internal guard?" everyone was puzzled, and each drew his weapon to protect himself from being affected by the battle.

Yang Yun hit the guard's chest with a palm, and while blasting the other party away, he snatched the hammer in his hand with his hand.

Rumble!

With a flick of his right hand, the hammer burst out of the air and smashed into the heads of another group of horses, which neighed violently and fell to the ground.

Killing people, seizing hammers, and bombarding war horses are just momentary efforts! The dozen or so people watching the battle not far away were all discolored, and they were afraid that they would not be able to react to such a quick action.

At the same time as the war horse fell to the ground, the guard who had just flipped into the belly of the war horse immediately let go and landed, rolled over, and ejected from the ground, and the long knife in his hand broke through the air and slashed towards Yang Yun.

"The knife technique is not weak!"

The sword-wielding guard can serve as Qianlong's guard, and he naturally has real kung fu in his hands, just with this knife technique, ordinary people in the rivers and lakes can't catch it, and compared with the gossip knife of the Wang brothers, the knife technique is only slightly weaker.

Yang Yun laughed, although the opponent's sword technique is not weak, but it also depends on who he is compared to, he stepped forward, did not dodge, and his right hand reached forward, and through the flaw in the opponent's knife technique, he grabbed the right hand of the sword-wielding guard.

"How is that possible?" the sword-wielding guard looked horrified as he watched as the other's palm passed through the sword light.

Click!

Yang Yun relied on his unrivaled strength to break the opponent's wrist and snatch the weapon from the guard's hand.

"Die!"

At this moment, the cavalry brought the general and several elite cavalry on horseback, and several of them held swords in their hands and attacked Yang Yun's head and chest.

Yang Yun turned around and swung it out. A terrible sword light burst out dazzlingly, and the sword aura was full of vigor and sharpness! When the sword-wielding guard saw this knife, his face suddenly turned like ashes, and he felt that he had practiced the sword technique for so many years, and it was not as good as the other party's casual knife.

Poof!

The light of the sword is like the wind and thunder, and it is as fast as lightning. Yang Yun followed the sword, and returned to his original position in an instant, and the cavalry wielding his weapon shot a fountain of blood from the necks of several cavalry elites, and fell to the ground with a plopping body.