"Cluck, cluck, cluck......" The herald stared at her big innocent eyes at the feathered arrow stuck under her ribs, her face full of disbelief.

More cold light flew in, smashing on her body and the carriage, hitting the plantain like rain.

The life force is quickly depleted as the blood flows. The female officer dropped the silver arrow, stretched out her hand, and tried to grab it, but she didn't catch anything. The body fell from the horse's back like a hay bag, and he did not blink an eye.

"Kill, kill—" The rest of the women dressed as martial artists were usually flying and domineering, where had they seen such a bloody scene? Seeing his companion fall from his horse and die, he suddenly came back to his senses, screamed and fled in all directions.

However, the people who lined up to enter the city were far more experienced than the "female warriors". Finding someone stabbing in the street, he decisively threw down his burden, cart, and large and small animals, and rushed to the side of the road with his head in his hands before he suffered from the fish in the pond. The wide and straight official road was completely left to the assassins and assassinated targets as a battlefield.

"Senior brother, hide behind the carriage, don't fight hard. Zhang Gui, jump out of the car! Shao Guogong's guard of honor is behind! Zhang Qian's voice finally rang out, hoarse and thin.

Although after wearing the Tang Dynasty, he has been knocked on the head countless times by reality, and has been reminding himself in his heart that before Li Longji came to power, Chang'an City was not a safe place.

However, he was accustomed to the good law and order environment of the 21st century, but it still took a lot of effort and a long time for him to force him to accept the bloody reality in front of him!

There are assassins who assassinate the five rank officers in the streets.

And that unlucky five-rank life officer is him, Zhang Qian, the young superintendent of the Ordnance Prison who has just been promoted for a few days!

God, where is this Tang Dynasty, ancient Rome is just so barbaric!

Fortunately, the carriage he was riding in was strong enough, and the female officer who gave the order was arrogant enough, so that he was not shot into a sieve by feathered arrows and throwing knives before he could recover his senses. And after relieving himself, his first reaction was to order Guo Nu and Ren Cong to find a way to protect themselves.

Before the words fell, a string of angry roars had already come from outside the carriage, "Except for the Demon Guardian Dao, no one else dodge!" ”

"Demon Destroyer!"

"Only the first evil will be punished, and the rest will not be blamed!

……

With a roar, five evil monks with sallow faces and fleshy faces rushed out from behind the willow trees on the side of the road, and the Zen staff and ring knife in their hands were full of cold light.

More than a dozen young monks, either holding horned bows or holding throwing knives, continued to greet the carriage. In the blink of an eye, the horse pulling the cart was shot into a bloody blur.

"Shhh......h Zhang Gui, the coachman who was already paralyzed by fright, was thrown out more than half a foot by inertia, and he fell on the official road and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Zhang Qian in the carriage was also thrown forward because of inertia, and his head hit the roof of the carriage fiercely, and Venus appeared in front of him in an instant. It was all because of his good physical fitness that he was not knocked unconscious on the spot.

And Guo Nu, Ren Cong and the family members under the command of the two, although they tried to ride their horses to fight back, they did not carry bows and arrows, and were suppressed by the monks with horned bows and flying knives, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of them fell off their mounts.

"Demons die!" It was too late, but it was too fast, and the monk who took the lead had already rushed to the vicinity of the carriage, raised the Zen staff in his hand high, and struggled to pat down.

"Bang!" A scabbard flew into the air and slammed into the man's chest. The evil monk's movements were disturbed, and his body staggered, and the Zen staff in his hand smashed against the edge of the carriage, and the dust splattered.

"Brother Zhao get out of the car quickly!" Wang Zhihuan screamed and rode his horse to rush behind the carriage, while using the speed of the war horse to dodge the feather arrows and throwing knives shot by the monks, and at the same time smashed the things he could find one after another at the fierce monk closest to the carriage, trying to create a chance for Zhang Qian to escape.

"Bald donkey, die!" Wang Han is strong in martial arts, and he is a person who has been on the battlefield and has rich experience. Riding the horse in a circle, he made a detour to kill the young monks who were armed with bows and arrows and flew in, forcing the two evil monks who were rushing towards the carriage to turn around and block them to provide protection for the monks.

However, the two of them finally rushed to face the battle, lacking preparation and unable to do more for Zhang Qian. The other two sallow monks broke through the obstacles of the family members and raised their swords one after another, "Evil thief, suffer death-"

"Dangchang!" "Dangchang!" At the last moment, Zhang Qian lifted the copper pipe containing gunpowder and blocked the repeated attacks of the ring knife. Immediately, he didn't care about looking for something to start the fire, so he endured the sharp pain on his head, and swept with a stick, "When Changchang-"

The strength of the pipe made of bronze is not as strong as that of fine iron, and the weight is far higher than that of fine iron. was waved by Zhang Qian's hands, the momentum sank, and in the blink of an eye, he smashed a ring knife upside down and flew up.

"Ahh The evil monk with empty hands let out a short breath from his mouth and quickly retreated. The other monk sneered and turned around the blade of the knife and slashed at Zhang Xian's lower abdomen.

"Dangchang!" There was another crunch, sparks splashing. But it was the bronze pipe erected by Zhang Qian that blocked the fatal blow of the evil monk.

Whoosh! Three feathered arrows flew past him, forcing him to scramble.

Before he could regain the strength of his arm, the evil monk who had smashed his staff into the air roared and jumped up again. The huge staff smashed into the top of his head with the sound of the wind.

"Be careful—" Wang Zhilian, who had nothing to throw away, shouted a reminder, and then closed his eyes.

"Boom!" The sound of the carriage shattering was a chill, followed by a terrible scream, "Ahhhhh

Wang Zhilian's eyes opened uncontrollably, looking at the source of the sound.

The tragic picture of speculation did not appear. Zhang Qian carried the bronze pipe and jumped out half a foot away. And the evil monk, who was determined to win, threw away his Zen staff, held his knee with one hand, sat in the fragments of the carriage, and howled miserably.

Farther away, there is also a gourd hammer, "bonely" and "gurgling" on the ground! "Scroll back and forth.

"Young eunuch, set the tone with a hammer!" Wang Maozhong, who smashed the kneecap of the evil monk with a flying hammer at the critical moment, changed his horizontal knife and continued to pounce on the person holding the ring knife, so that he could not take the opportunity to attack Zhang Qian, and at the same time, reminded loudly in his mouth.

Zhang Qian, who was carrying a bronze pipe and didn't know how to make a move, his eyes lit up instantly. At the risk of being hit by the feather arrows and flying to the ground, an arrow rushed back to the wreckage of the carriage, raised the bronze pipe high, and smashed it with all his might, "Down-", and smashed the head of the evil monk with a knee injury!