Chapter 1273: The Mysterious Assassin
As soon as he called for the winter cicada to understand, he shouted crisply: "It's okay, the general is inside, and there are some things to explain." ”
The soldiers responded, and did not doubt call for the winter cicada, fulfilled their duties, and protected the Chinese army's big tent.
The winter cicada swept around, and the camp tent was no longer the trace of the man in black just now, and in the blink of an eye when he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, the man in black had disappeared without a trace, and there was nothing unusual in the tent, and he didn't know where this person came in or escaped from.
"General, who is it?"
"Assassin." After Li Luo was helped back to the table by the winter cicada, he took a few breaths and coughed suddenly.
"General, are you injured?" Hucha Winter Cicada asked quickly.
"Don't worry, don't let the generals in the battalion know, so as not to mess up the morale of the army."
"This? I'm going to search for him, how can I let him hurt the general!" "Hucha Dongcicada was furious, adding a little self-blame, it was himself who patrolled the camp tonight, I didn't expect to let the assassins into the camp, and also hurt Li Luo, if I came later, in case Li Luo encountered an accident, Hucha Dongcicada really can't imagine how to deal with himself at that time.
Li Luo shook his head slightly, his breath gradually stabilized a little, and said in a low voice: "No need, I can't find it." Caohai is empty, this person is not weak, and he is good at hiding and hiding, which adds to the worries of the soldiers in the battalion, and it is useless. After that, Li Luo paused slightly, and Wen Yan continued, "It's not easy for the assassin to kill me, the life and death just now is only in a blink of an eye, the assassin may kill me, and I may kill him before the assassin." This time the assassination failed, the assassin may not be less injured than me, don't worry, the assassin will not come again anytime soon. ”
"But ......"
"The county lord doesn't need to blame himself, this kind of skilled assassin is rare in the world, and it is reasonable to enter and leave the camp. Don't say that you are an assassin who specializes in this, even if it is not impossible for me to infiltrate a large army camp, no wonder you, I was careless, let the assassins get a loophole, and I will not let them succeed easily next time. ”
"Where's the Assassin!" Hucha Winter Cicada said angrily, and his heart was difficult to solve.
Li Luo pondered for a long time, shook his head and said: "It's not good to judge at the moment, the assassin only has two moves to fight with me, and I can't see the tricks, it is plausible with Dagan's martial arts, and it is also different from the martial arts of Caohai, maybe it is the force hidden in the shadows who wants my life." ”
"It's all my fault." Hucha Dong Cicada smashed his knee hatefully, and the color of chagrin and self-blame did not decrease but increased.
Li Luo laughed and said, "Don't worry, I have been fighting horses for half my life, and I have experienced a lot of life and death, and I don't put an assassin in my eyes." It's just that I'm worried about the battalion generals, the assassins won't be able to kill me, and it won't be good if they attack you. There is no need to spread this matter, but the battalion must be guarded, let the generals be careful and send more people to guard. ”
"yes, I see."
Li Luo glanced at the Hucha Winter Cicada, and said in an accentuated tone: "You are the same." ”
The winter cicada sighed and was silent. Li Luo smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid that the assassin's killing methods are not much different from my righteous sister, I should be glad that they came to kill me, and I don't want to see anyone in the camp." Okay, go and rest, I'll do it. ”
"Your injuries?" Hucha Winter Cicada raised his eyes and glanced at Li Luo, and asked softly.
"It's just a small injury, it's a little more dangerous, but the assassin's killing move is halfway, and it has not been used, and it will be fine after a few hours of pranayama."
Hucha Dongcicada hummed, got up and saluted, and left the Chinese army's tent. Just listening to the footsteps, Hu Cha Dong Cicada did not go far, and passed a few general orders to the Chinese cavalry soldiers outside the tent, and then stayed outside the Chinese army tent, not leaving an inch. Li Luo was very helpless, but he was afraid that persuasion would be useless, so he had to call the winter cicada.
Waiting for the winter cicada to leave the camp, Li Luo dimmed the candle flame, his face turned red, and suddenly turned white, and he repeated this twice, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face calmed down. Li Luo wiped the blood on his lips, his expression was cold, and his eyes were a little more confused, when was there such a powerful killer in the world, but he just took Li Luo's life a little bit. Li Luo's understatement is really difficult to describe the danger of what happened, when did the assassin enter the camp after the lights were turned off, Li Luo didn't even notice it at all, if it wasn't for the Ming Hong knife in the pass, most of what Hu Cha Dong Cicada saw was Li Luo's corpse.
It's dangerous and dangerous, if it weren't for the assassin who missed the Ming Hong knife and the blood-red lark, next year today might be Li Luo's death day.
The sharp weapon used by the assassin is not so much a thin sword, but a needle with a length of a ruler, such a strange weapon Li Luo scavenged the memory in his mind, and he didn't think that which sect would use this kind of strange knife on the rivers and lakes, and what shocked Li Luo was that this assassin's shot faintly had a sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Li settled down behind the table, breathing his luck while carefully recalling the past fights. Suddenly, Li Luo's eyes widened, and the sparkle in his eyes skyrocketed, and he finally remembered where to give himself this sense of déjà vu.
Lingshan, Fenghe Valley.
At that time, Li Luo led the army to quell the coastal criminals, and once designed an ambush in Fenghe Valley to ambush the East China Sea Liukou, killing countless enemy soldiers and soldiers, and the shepherd wolf also had casualties, and most of them died in the hands of some wandering and strange masters. Afterwards, Li Luo found out that these people may not be all the way with the Liukou, and ordered Zhai Liaoyu and Leng Bing to lead the two camps to secretly visit, but these people seemed to appear out of thin air, and then disappeared, leaving no trace, and finally Zhai Liaoyu had to return with a feather, which was a pity.
Time has passed, and these mysterious people have reappeared, and this time the signs are aimed at Li Luo.
The assassins who shot this night were far better than the masters in Fenghe Valley that day, but there was still a vein to be found, just a high and a superficial.
Killer assassins are different from masters of the rivers and lakes, masters of the rivers and lakes have morality to speak of, and they are bound by dignity, but killers are different, killers only want to kill, not to win, only to live and die. A top killer can kill a master whose martial arts are much higher than his own, and it is precisely because of the killer's unscrupulous means, one-hit killing moves, but incognito's style of acting, Li Luo has always stayed away.
Such as killer assassins, Li Luo is no stranger, Li Yuanxi is a top assassin, and there are also many killers in the Privy Council, doing things that are shady but have to do. Shen Xiangdong had intended to set up another branch in the art camp to specialize in assassination, but Li Luo was somewhat resistant at the time, and then he stopped doing so.