The sun is like water, and the wind carries the sound of dysprosium.

When the arrows flew into the sky, the chaos of explosions and fighting was already unfolding on the long street, and the bloody scenes were spreading through the windows of the restaurants and tea shops on both sides of the street. Fighting people jumped out of windows, from the top floors of nearby houses, and in the distance in the streets, people rushed in convoys.

"Kill the Golden Dog!" "Wu Dynasty man, never surrender!" "Get out of the way—" The shouts mingled with the chaos as the ranks of the Forbidden Army rushed in formation at the wave of the general.

In a courtyard farther away, Li Pin, who was having a secret meeting with several generals, noticed the sound in the air, and turned his head to see that the morning sun was becoming dazzling.

Several generals left one after another to join in their actions, and at two o'clock, the bell of martial law in the city rang along with the terrible trumpet. The people in the streets of the city rushed to their homes in panic, and soon there were several more chaos in the panicked crowd. Wushu has been outside the city of Lin'an for several months, except for the harassment of Lin'an at the beginning of the year, and then there is no siege of the city, and today this sudden daytime martial law, most people do not know what happened.

But naturally something happened.

Most of them rushed to their homes, while others took to the streets armed with knives and guns at this critical juncture. In the southwest of the city, in the paper mill and newspaper office run by Li Pin, some workers and students took to the streets, shouting to the crowd that the imperial court wanted peace and that the golden dog had entered the city.

In the Five Elements Boxing Gym in the east of the city, more than a dozen boxers and hundreds of warriors wore red scarves and swords, and walked in the direction of Andingmen. Behind them is not the power of the princess's mansion, but the owner of the pavilion, Chen Hongsheng, once practiced martial arts in Bianliang, and received two instructions from Zhou Dong in his early years, and has been shouting for the anti-Jin since then.

In the west of the city, the forbidden army general Niu Xingguo galloped all the way, and then before the martial law order was fully issued, he gathered hundreds of cronies to "support" the past in the direction of Andingmen.

More people, more forces, moved in this city, some of which can be seen, but more actions are hidden from people's sight.

Fifty miles away from Lin'an City, at this time, the cavalry of Wushu had already drawn out of the camp, and the sound of hooves raised an astonishing dust.

In the streets near Andingmen, a steady stream of forbidden troops had blocked several intersections, and when the explosion sounded, stumps and minced flesh could be seen in the bloody dust. A group of soldiers and the convoy of Jin people's envoys began to detour, and the bloodied Iron Sky Eagle ran on the roof of Lin'an City, and with the roar of a fierce tiger, it flew towards the houses on the other side of the street, and other figures were also running and fighting.

The long knife slashed the enemy into the air, sparks and blood splattered, and the figure of the Iron Aquila was slightly low, like a rushing, devouring tiger, and in the blink of an eye, it flew past the outer overhangs of the three houses. The catcher with a steel ruler came up and was slashed off his shoulder. The shadow shrouded over, on the roof on the other side of the long street, a master swooped like a flying eagle, and in a blink of an eye, the distance was shortened, Tie Tianying held the end of the steel ruler, and pulled it with his backhand, the steel ruler hit the other party's chin and side face, the air was a seeping sound, and the bones, teeth, and flesh on the human face were flying towards the sky at this moment, and the iron skyhawk had rushed out of the hanging platform opposite.

The golden envoy's carriage was spinning, and arrows were whistling overhead and at his side, and there seemed to be countless people fighting around him. In addition to the assassins of the princess's mansion, there are also helpers from nowhere, who are also doing the same thing, Iron Aquila can hear the sound of muskets in the air, and the projectiles and arrows that fly out pierce the side wall of the golden envoy's carriage, but no one can confirm the success of the assassination, and the army is gradually surrounding and dividing the people who are assassinating.

exchanged knives with a master of interception, Iron Aquila was still killing forward, several soldiers rushed forward with guns, he had a fight, half bloodied, followed the convoy all the way, half bloodstained golden envoy rushed out of the carriage, and was surrounded by armored guards and walked forward, Iron Aquila walked through the stairs of the house to the second floor, killed on the roof and went down, and when he fought with two enemies, a bloody figure chased out from the other side, and killed an enemy for him between the swords, Iron Aquila cut down another person, and was about to continue the pursuit, I heard the voice of the man: "Iron catcher head stop!" Tell your people to go! ”

The person who came was a middle-aged woman, although she had helped kill the enemy before, but when she heard her say this kind of thing at this time, Tie Tianying's blade sank back, and even if she had the heart to prevent a sneak attack, the woman followed: "I am Wei Lingxue of the Huaxia Army, and I can't go anymore." ”

Hearing Huaxia Jun's three words, Tie Tianying was slightly stunned and stood still. The woman with a Chinese character face named Wei Lingxue was not lightly injured, and she gasped heavily: "Today's plan is to go to the palace to pick up the eldest princess as much as possible, it is meaningless for the golden envoy to kill or not, you reserve your strength......"

As she said this, a group of soldiers on the opposite street shot arrows into the room, and the iron eagle steel knife danced wildly, leaning towards the woman of the Huaxia army, but he himself was wary of the other party, the two were a little far apart, and when the rain of arrows stopped, the middle of the other's chest shook twice and fell.

Tie Tianying subconsciously grabbed the other party's shoulders and rolled down behind the wooden pillar between the rooms, blood gushing out of the woman's chest, and after a while, there was no life.

The old catcher hesitated for a moment, and finally roared wildly and rushed out......

"Kill—"

The shout shook the long street, and in the blink of an eye, it was drowned out by the sound of people again.

At three o'clock, a lot of news had been fed back, and Cheng Zhouhai made arrangements and left the back door of the princess's mansion in a carriage. In the palace, it has been determined that Zhou Yong ordered that the eldest princess will not be able to come out by normal means in a short period of time.

The notice has already been notified, and more means and tandem may be carried out later. The whole situation in Lin'an has been tormented by Wanyan Xiyin and everyone in the city for four months, and everyone is in a sensitive state, someone lights a flame, and everything will explode in an instant. At this moment, people who were watching in the dark scrambled to stand in line, for fear that they would be left behind.

The sudden martial law in the whole city has not yet been completed, but the forbidden army, arresters, and officials patrolling the city have already taken to the streets. Cheng Zhouhai got off the carriage at a street entrance, and went to an inconspicuous courtyard at the other end of the laneway, after entering the courtyard, several people accompanying him began to be on guard, Cheng Zhouhai entered the small room in the courtyard to tidy up things, but after a while, there was still a knock on the door.

One person opened the courtyard gate, and there were eight fast fishers rushing in: "Lin'an Mansion, let's invite Mr. Cheng to come over." ”

"What Mr. Cheng, is there a mistake? There are no ...... here."

"Don't be verbose, you know it's inside, Mr. Cheng, come out, you know that you are a noble person in the princess's mansion, our brothers still invite each other with courtesy, don't make the scene too ugly, it's all on orders."

Cheng Zhouhai opened the door of the small house, and the six catchers observed the situation in the yard, and were also on guard at any time that someone would make a move, and the two catchers came over: "I've seen Mr. Cheng." ”

"I've found it all here, Luo Shuwen doesn't have this ability, right? Where are you from? ”

"This is our brother's brand, this is the order, Mr. Cheng, don't think about it, it's indeed our Mansion Lord Yin who wants to invite you." The two catchers lit up the signs and documents, Cheng Zhouhai's eyes shook, and he sighed: "Okay, I'll take the things." ”

"You don't have to take things ......"

Catching the head and waving his hand, Cheng Zhouhai stared: "Don't be embarrassed!" In the past, he was above 10,000 people in the princess's mansion, and at this glance, his eyes were so majestic, although several catchers were in a hurry, they were also taken aback for a while. Cheng Zhouhai turned around and went in, covering the door of the room, and after a while, the two catchers felt that something was wrong and rushed into the room one after another.

There was no one in the room, and they rushed to the door hidden behind the bookshelves of the hut, and the next moment the door opened, a blazing flame erupted.

The entire small yard, along with the houses in the courtyard, exploded one after another in the open space in the courtyard with a roar, drowning all the catchers into it, and the explosion in broad daylight shook the entire nearby area. One of the catchers, who rushed out the back door, was swept away by the air wave and rolled around several times. He has good martial arts, and when he struggled to raise his head on the ground, Cheng Zhouhai, who was standing in front of him, was holding a short cylinder against his forehead.

With a "bang", the headcatcher leaned back, and his head was blown out.

"Ning Liheng's things, it's really a bit useful...... Cheng Zhouhai's hand was trembling, and he muttered, around his sight, several cronies were coming from different directions, and the remnants of the explosion in the small courtyard were terrifying, but in Cheng Zhouhai's eyes, the entire city had already moved.

If it was in normal times, a Lin'an Mansion Yin would not be able to do anything to him, and even on weekdays, with the majesty of the Eldest Princess's Mansion that had been accumulated for a long time, even if he sent someone directly into the palace to snatch Zhou Pei, I am afraid that no one would dare to do it. But at this moment, it is not so simple, it is not a simple struggle between the two factions or the liquidation of enemies.

Emperor Zhou Yong only sent a weak signal, but the real help came from the fear of the Jurchens, and countless visible and invisible hands were invariably stretched out to completely press down the behemoth of the princess's mansion, and there was even the composition of the princess's mansion itself.

No matter how majestic the Eldest Princess's Mansion was in the past, the ideological work of the Princess's Mansion could not completely eliminate Zhou Yong's influence after all-and Zhou Pei was not willing to consider what would happen if he was confronted with Zhou Yong, this kind of thing was too rebellious, although Cheng Zhouhai was ruthless, in this matter, he could not act beyond Zhou Pei's will.

So at this time, when Zhou Yongtie was determined to stand on the side of the Lord and the faction, the chain of interests in the princess's mansion also collapsed abruptly. At this time, it was no longer the threat of swords and guns that still dominated many people to stand for Zhou Pei, but only their conscience.

Cheng Zhouhai could not calculate the value of conscience in this city.

Looking at the bombed-out yard, he knew that many back roads had been blocked.

He sighed slightly, and ran away with a few henchmen before being surrounded by the alarmed crowd......

Noon is approaching.

The early summer sun in the sky did not look scorching, and the iron sky eagle climbed over the low courtyard wall and walked forward in the small barren courtyard, his hand propped up on the wall, leaving bloody palm prints one by one.

Chaos is continuing on the streets outside.

Yu Zihua rode over and looked at the corpses of the envoys of the Jin State in the group of soldiers on the street with some trepidation.

The willow trees in the city swayed in the sunlight, and the streets near and far were filled with innumerable corpses and unspeakable blood, which covered the streets in front and behind.

Someone laughed in a pool of blood.

Yu Zihua turned around and roared loudly, and the nearby soldiers walked over, hesitantly impaling the laughing assassin under the gun.

Farther away, Wan Yan Qingjue, dressed as a small soldier on his entourage, carried his hands behind his back, breathed the air of the city to his heart's content, and the blood in the air also made him feel intoxicated, he took off his hat, put on his official hat, stepped over the corpses all over the ground, and walked forward accompanied by his entourage.

The blood everywhere is the red carpet in his eyes.

Soon after, he told Yu Zihua the identity of the deputy envoy with a cold face, and took out the document written by Xi Yin himself. Yu Zihua breathed a sigh of relief, got off the horse, and stretched out his hand towards him.

An entourage picked up the body of the dead Jin envoy, Wanyan Qingjue walked forward, he knew that at the end of this long road, the majestic palace that symbolized the dignity of the Southern Dynasty was waiting for him to interrogate and trample, he walked through the road paved with the blood of countless Wu Dynasty people with a victorious attitude, the sun on the side of the road spilled through the leaves, and in the shade of the trees were the corpses of the deceased, and the corpses had eyes that could not be closed. The sound of the wind is faintly moving, like the music of victory, which is playing in this summer's pleasant noon......