Jiao Ting was slashed by a sword and lowered his head, the back of his head and the upper part of his neck were exposed from the armor, and with a defensive flaw, Xiao Yuanjiao would definitely kill Jiao Ting with this sword slash.

Xiao Yuanjiao gritted his teeth and was ruthless: Grandpa broke a leg, and with my light swordsmanship and experience, I may not be able to escape. I'm going to kill you.

Unexpectedly, a guard grabbed Jiao Ting and fiercely blocked the sword.

Swords clashed.

Xiao Yuanjiao heard it properly, but when he returned to the sword, he felt a light in his hand, and he couldn't help but be more shocked in the horror of losing his leg.

The flexible sword he had become famous for was as missing as half of his leg.

In the tense battle in the dark night, his vision was not clear, and he did not notice that he had fought with Jiao Ting several times before, and the sword he had always believed in had been cut by Jiao Ting's sword. The guard's all-out slash inadvertently struck the most severely wounded spot, destroying the sword.

As soon as the move was successful, the guard did not pause at all, gritted his teeth and stabbed Xiao Yuanjiao in the chest.

Xiao Yuanjiao instinctively swung his sword to resist, but was shaken by the flashlight on the guard's helmet, and he missed the interception with a slight mistake, and was stabbed through with a knife.

As soon as the guards competed, the treasure knife cut through Xiao Yuan's chest and pulled out, he didn't look at Xiao Yuanjiao, and pounced on other enemies.

Xiao Yuanjiao's eyes quickly turned black, and before he died, he regretted that he was not short of money for half his life, and he really shouldn't have coveted heavy rewards, let alone listened to the demagoguery and instigation of the Cui family in Yandi, and came to assassinate Marquis Wen Cheng from the ground, in order to get rich and become more famous, and from then on dominate the rivers and lakes.

The most powerful Xiao Yuan died. But there are still a few master assassins. There are many people.

Jiao Ting and his five guards fought desperately, but they couldn't stop any of the assassins from setting fire.

In the house where oil was splashed, the fire on the wall ignited first and quickly spread upwards. It may be the wind that fuels the fire and burns the city.

Jiao Ting suddenly remembered something in a fit of rage, and shouted, "Take sand to extinguish the fire." ”

Breath and drink. Slash an assassin to death and break through the siege. Scattering his legs as if he were rushing to the side of the atrium.

There were hundreds of bags of fine sand.

But when he first came to Qingzhou, he lived in the blue brick mansion in the backyard of the prefect's yamen for a long time, and the Hou Ye was considerate of the guards, and he didn't want the guards to patrol and keep vigil too hard in the harsh winter, scorching heat, and storms, so he built an ear room behind the living room, with a resting kang stove and tea and snacks, so that the guards could guard the backyard in the house.

In addition, the Great Song Dynasty was a liuguan system. Local officials are frequently transferred, and officials who are officials here today may go elsewhere tomorrow, and they will not spend a lot of money to repair their residences, and they don't know who will be cheaper after repairing them in a time-consuming manner. Officials also did not have the habit of repairing and renovating the yamen. It seems that the more dilapidated the yamen, the more incorruptible and wise the officials here become.

I don't know when this old yamen mansion was built, but I am afraid that it has gone through the previous week, and many places are dilapidated. The residence of the officials is good. The quarters of the servants and guards were numerous, and they were not only leaky. Some are even dangerous.

Zhao Gonglian didn't care about the stereotypes and bad habits of officialdom, regardless of his false name, as soon as he came, he ordered the yamen to be vigorously repaired and reinforced. The rockeries in the yard have been cleared, and the stone road has not been paved. In addition to the bamboo forest and the flowers and grass in the corner of the yard, it is also paved with cement to save a foot of mud on rainy and snowy days. A spacious and flat place is also good for martial arts training.

That's how the sand came from, and I didn't throw it away when it wasn't used up at the time. When the spare ones are piled up next to the backyard earroom.

I don't want Zhao Gonglian's thoughtfulness and courageous style towards his servants to be rewarded at the most critical juncture tonight.

The sand was packed in a bag of about fifty catties in later generations. At that time, it was convenient for transportation. Jiao Ting grabbed a bag, carried it with one hand, and danced the knife in the other hand, relying on the toughness and protection of the armor, and rushed back.

The guards all cooperated tacitly, and the two rushed together to move the sand. Leaving three to fend off the assassins from bursting through the back window to assassinate and set fire.

At this moment, the three guards immediately divided one person and went all out to protect Jiao Ting.

Jiao Ting freed his hand, raised the bag and threw a large amount of sand towards the fire. This trick really worked. The flames that began to exert their power were extinguished by the sand, and at least the fire weakened and died.

The main force of the assassins is the dead soldiers raised by the Cui family of Yandi, and the rest are the outlaws of the Song and Liao countries who came with a lot of money. Seeing that the plan was about to fail, these people were furious: You people want to resist our assassination and put out the fire at the same time?

Originally, there was a fierce battle, they were outnumbered but suffered heavy casualties, and they were already afraid of the guards' strong armor and sharp weapons, but together with anger and courage, they began to attack frantically again......

Besides, Zhao Gonglian, who was asleep on the warm kang, was awakened by Tong Gang's roar.

He opened his eyes and rubbed his face vigorously, and soon sobered up, immediately got off the kang, quickly put on his armor, carried a knife in his hand, comforted the little bean sprouts who woke up not to be afraid, and asked her and her son to put on their clothes and wait quietly on the kang to prevent fire and transfer, and he entered the front room to appease the guards and observe the enemy.

He was extremely vigilant, but he didn't expect that the city would be so heavily defended, but the enemy would be able to enter the city in large numbers, and use the oil that non-military forces could not bring into the city in large quantities to carry out a crazy fire attack on the Hou Mansion.

A flame erupted in front of the house.

Tong Gang has five guards, but he is responsible for protecting the safety of the Hou Ye's family, and he must block the doors and windows to prevent the enemy from taking advantage of the situation to enter the room. Tong Gang hated and blamed himself for arranging too few guards on duty tonight.

Zhao Gonglian couldn't help but be highly nervous when he looked outside, but at this time, he couldn't mess with himself and shouted: "Fire oil is not terrible." Don't panic. ”

When the dragon and tiger brothers of the Miao family in the left and right ear rooms heard the sound, their hearts were certain, they dropped their bows and crossbows, and each took ten guards to hurriedly kill.

The Cangzhao guards have all played with the flame bombs produced by Cangzhao, understand the characteristics of gasoline combustion, and are anxious in the chaos. There was no sand, so they eagerly poured water from the kettle of tea from the stove and water from the water tank in the house on the quilt, and rushed out to cover the wet quilt on the fire.

The oil fire could not burn through the wet quilt for a while, and the air was cut off, and it was quickly extinguished......

The dead soldiers of the Cui family, who frantically pounced on the fire, fell to the corner of the wall with arrows all over their bodies, smiling and watching the flames rise and wait for death, and the fire that they didn't want to exchange for their lives was so easily extinguished. Their eyes were full of disbelief and unwillingness, and they wanted to struggle to let go, but they were ruthlessly slashed to the ground by a steel knife.

The guards without quilts roared and followed the Miao brothers to kill the enemy.

Miao Zhenglong, who rushed to the front, slammed his iron rod into an assassin who quickly got up from the corpse of his companion.

The assassin slashed away, but his knees went limp with the ferocious force and he almost fell to his knees. He bent over. A crossbow arrow came out of his back, shooting straight at Miao Zhenglong's face. (To be continued.) )