Chapter 6: The Sting (Mikami)

There were only twelve people who came, and one of them was a passer-by who led the way. But these twelve people pressed more than 100 servants to the point that they didn't even dare to come out. The other party had all the crossbows in his hands, and none of the officers dared to doubt that if they dared to take the lead in sending an arrow, everyone would be immediately shot into hedgehogs by the other party. Although, in fact, eleven crossbows can produce at most the same number of victims.

In the blink of an eye, the Wyvern Guards had rushed to the front. Two people flew out of the horse team, one left and one right to protect Wang Xun who was standing on the ground, and the other eight guards cheered, and instantly dispersed, forming a circle with wind on all sides, trapping hundreds of errand soldiers in the center of the official road.

"Give all their weapons to Lao Tzu!" Zhou Xiaofeng, the scar-faced general who led the team, was the first to arrive, but he was the last to pull his mount, and after riding his horse in a circle, he stood in the center of the official road and shouted orders.

Everyone, including the servants and remote spectators, was dumbfounded. Besieging hundreds of soldiers with eight Praetorian guards, and disarming the opponent's weapons, only a madman would give such an order. However, the eight Praetorian Guards did not hesitate to split into two teams again. The four continued to besiege with their crossbows, and the other four handed their wound bolts to their companions in charge of watching, and rushed to the officers with their bare hands.

The officers had weapons in their hands, but they did not dare to resist, but they just tried to hide to the side. Soon, the four Wyvern guards who rushed into the team were impatient with them, and they slapped them and greeted them directly in the faces, "Bang bang!" "Put down your weapon, don't feel uncomfortable." "Pap" "Take the weapon and dismount yourself, otherwise grandpa will be welcome!" ”

"Don't, don't ......." It wasn't until this moment that Jia Jilin finally had the appearance of leading the team to catch the head, raised his hands high, and shouted loudly: "Don't, don't slap your face, save some face for the old and young masters in Chang'an County!" ”

"Face?!" Zhou Xiaofeng sneered and pouted, "The faces of the old and young masters in Chang'an County have long been lost by you!" Allowing masked assassins to commit murder in broad daylight. When I saw someone who was upset, instead of being grateful, I tried to accuse him of being a thief. You dare to do this kind of bullshit, and you're embarrassed to show some face in front of people. Bah! Don't pee first and take a picture of yourself! ”

Jia Jilin was scolded so red-faced that he wanted to ridicule him, but he was afraid that the other party would really make a big deal and shoot the crossbow arrow at his throat. He muttered a few words and slowly lowered his head.

Standing beside him, the guy who suggested shooting Wang Xun to death with a cold arrow just now was a little bolder. poked his head out of the crowd and protested loudly: "Captain opposite, don't be too arrogant. We are the servants at the feet of the Son of Heaven, if you ......."

"The servants at the feet of the Son of Heaven can take people's lives?" Zhou Xiaofeng immediately turned the crossbow arrow around and met this person's eyes, "Today's matter, even if it hits the emperor, Zhou will not take care of it." Give it to me, and after you drop the weapon, ask who is in charge! ”

There is no need for him to emphasize again, Li Yuanqin, Zhao Huaixu and others have already snatched the weapons of the servants and thrown them all over the ground in a mess. The officer standing beside Jia Jilin tried to resist, but Su Shenxing was quick and quick, and with a clasp of his index finger, he sent the crossbow arrow into the person's shoulder socket. The pain was so painful that the man dropped his weapon, covered his arms and rolled on the ground.

With such a living precedent, the next task is much easier. Some of the servants symbolically dodged and handed over the meal in their hands. Some of the officers were even more simply throwing away their weapons, jumping off their horses, holding the back of their heads with both hands and being slaughtered.

The spectators on both sides of the official road finally understood what it meant to be "playing tricks", and they opened their mouths one by one, and saliva flowed out of the elder. The Flying Dragon Guard, relying on the identity of the emperor's personal soldiers, has been walking sideways in Chang'an City, which everyone knows well. But the servants in Chang'an County are not easy to mess with, and the power in their hands is far greater than that of the ordinary yamen, and ordinary people dare not provoke them at all. The two sides have also had pinpoint-to-needle fights in the past, winning and losing each other. But like today, the scene of eleven Wyvern guards treating more than a hundred servants and helpers as a lesson for the gray grandson has never appeared.

"Those aren't ordinary Praetorian guards!" Finally, a small official of the Ministry of Works, who jumped out of the carriage to see the excitement, found a little famous, shook his head, and whispered.

"The guy who has never seen blood, and the Anxi veteran who has rolled on the battlefield, it's strange if he doesn't suffer!" Another ceremonial official in a green shirt came over and explained with a smile to a few colleagues who were stuck in the road.

"Are they Gao Xianzhi's people? No wonder I felt a murderous aura just now. Someone immediately shook his head, and then he suddenly realized.

"But this is too bad for Chang'an County!" Some people were upset and didn't dare to raise their voices too high, lest they be heard by the generals with scarred faces.

"Face is earned by yourself, not by others!" Someone shook his head and pulled his mount around the road, "On the one hand, there are gangsters who haven't seen blood in thirty years, and on the other hand, veterans who have been killed all the way back from the banks of the Gangros River, and this can only be the case!" ”

In the midst of everyone's gloating whispering, the servants and helpers in Chang'an County all became bare-handed, and their mounts were also snatched away, squatting on the ground one by one with their heads in their hands, like roosters that had been deflated.

Seeing the appearance of the guys under his feet, Zhou Xiaofeng suddenly became a little excited, "Shame!" He put away his bolts and spat heavily at the ground. Then he turned around and scolded Wang Xun loudly: "Since you are in trouble, why don't you run back to the barracks as soon as possible to ask for help, what are you doing standing here stupidly." Are you afraid that others will not be able to plant blame on you? What the hell is going on? Tell me more about it first! ”

"No!" Wang Xun couldn't hold back his desire to laugh, in line with the idea of saving some face for the officers in Chang'an County, he tried not to laugh out loud, "Subordinate, subordinate today, subordinate asked for leave to go home today, and found a few masked guys blocking the road and robbing a carriage on the way, so he ......"

According to Yan Jiming's previous suggestion, he tried his best to describe this fight as righteous and courageous, without mentioning Bai Jingzhi's name or why he sat in the former's carriage. As he spoke, he gently pressed the face of the captured assassin under his feet with the tip of his boot, suggesting that Zhou Xiaofeng didn't want to make things too desperate.

Seeing him so careful, Zhou Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile and shake his head. "Stupid, since you have been caught alive, you should escort him back to the barracks for interrogation, do you still want to set up a private court? Come on, see if this one is dead, if not, drag Lao Tzu back to the barracks. Dare to rob near White Horse Fort, obviously he didn't take our Flying Dragon Guards seriously! ”

"No!" Su Shenxing and the others, who were in charge of monitoring the officers, saw that the other party had completely lost the idea of resisting, so they agreed and turned to the latest task. Jia Jilin, the head catcher of Chang'an County, immediately turned pale, and wanted to stop it, but he didn't have the courage, raised his head and looked at the other party secretly, his face full of begging.

Zhou Xiaofeng just looked at him, and met his gaze in mid-air, "Did you hear it?" Repeat it to you again with someone who doesn't use me? ”

"I heard, I heard!" Jia Jilin's eyes didn't dare to meet Zhou Xiaofeng, but he just nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice. In his heart, he longed to throw a flying sword, and cut off the other party's head unconsciously.

"Remember?" Zhou Xiaofeng brought his mount forward, and the servants moved backwards in fright.

"Remember, remember!" Jia Jilin, the head catcher of Chang'an County, already had a faint cry in his answer. Bullying, too much bullying. No face at all. If there are only two parties on the official road, there are still many people around who see everything today! After returning home, even if the hole can be plugged up from above, he and his brothers will not have the face to see anyone again for a long time to come.

In desperation, he suddenly heard the other party say, "I have always been reasonable! Others don't bully them, and they don't think about themselves! ”

As if he suddenly saw a ray of sunshine in the darkness, Jia Jilin raised his head, his face full of anticipation.

As if guessing his thoughts, Zhou Xiaofeng shrugged his shoulders and added in a relatively relaxed tone, "I will take the living and the murder weapon back to the barracks, and the dead bodies will be carried away by you." We're not good at trying cases, so we might be able to kill the last assassin with a little effort. Therefore, how to conclude this case in the end, I still bother you Chang'an County to put a little more thought. Anyway, so many eyes have seen it, but I'm not afraid that you will reverse black and white! ”

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Jia Jilin was like being amnestied, and he couldn't wait to hold each other's boots and kiss them a few times. These words couldn't be clearer, the scar-faced lieutenant is just protecting his shortcomings, and he doesn't want people to frame his cronies. As for General Fubo's crossbow and the assassin's real name, people don't bother to care at all!

With this commitment, the pressure he is about to face is much lighter. He laughed a few times, raised his face and asked, "Then, then Master Jun, I, can I carry the corpse now?" For the Chinese New Year, the bloody drenching on the official road is really not good-looking! ”

"Whatever you want!" Zhou Xiaofeng glanced at him and promised in a deep voice. Then he waved his big hand at the brothers, "Go, go, go back to the camp to play chess with General Gao." The general is still waiting in the camp! ”

"Hmm!" Jia Jilin, who was just about to get up, almost didn't sit on the ground again, no wonder the other party was so horizontal, it turned out that Gao Lishi was behind his back, when did this dead old eunuch become so nosy!

Slander is slander, on the surface, he has to smile and watch the other party go away. It wasn't until the backs of the Flying Dragon Guards disappeared from the official road that they regained their former arrogance, and shouted at their subordinates and helpers: "What are you doing standing stupidly? I haven't picked up all my weapons yet. When something happens, it's strained, Lao Tzu raised you bunch of waste in vain! ”