Chapter 472: Pull the Lamp and Arrive!

Because her brother was by her side, Pei Xiaoniang supported the guards. The murderer's eyes were vicious, and when he found the target, he resolutely and decisively pounced, so frightened that Pei Xiaoniang hid behind Pei Qing and called for help.

Chang'an, a prosperous place of fireworks, a peaceful and gentle hometown, Pei Qing has lived in Chang'an for a long time, how has he ever seen such a bloody scene, and he has never encountered a scene of a scimitar cutting head-on, the blade is cold, and the Hu people are hideous, almost frightening Pei Qing.

Fortunately, in the few months that Long Wu rode in vain, no matter how bad Pei Qing was, he also knew how to draw his knife to block.

"Bang dang!" A sonorous sound sounded, Pei Qing's heart was shocked, and after being shocked, he found that he was still alive, and only half of the broken blade was left in the hands of the Hu man opposite.

Only then did Pei Qing remember that the weapon in his hand was the Damascus scimitar given by Li Huaitang, which was extremely sharp.

After reacting, Pei Qing was in high spirits and raised his knife to fight back. The two Hui people did not entangle, and their actual combat experience quickly retreated. However, they did not hide and continued to bloody killings of passers-by. Obviously, the Uighurs were prepared, and they had backup weapons with them. In the blink of an eye, two more merchants were stabbed in the back, and their terrible screams pierced the peace in the market.

No one knows what's going on, what the Hui people have eaten wrong, like a wild cow with mad cow disease, harvesting life at will in the market without asking for any reason.

This is just one of the scenarios in the market.

Scenario two. A horse-drawn carriage galloped through the street, the baffle of the carriage had been removed, and a Uighur stood on the frame with a long wooden stick and waved the stick, using the carriage as a chariot, screaming everywhere he passed.

There were no garrisons in the market, patrols were full of patrols in wartime, and there were few soldiers in peacetime. With the defeat of the Turgish people and the "liberation" of the Shi Kingdom, people forgot about the threat of war, and even Li Huaitang was careless.

The carriage galloped past, and the central street of the commercial market was like a road of death, with more than a dozen corpses and wounded people lying down, some of whom were directly hit by the carriage, and some of whom were smashed by wooden sticks, and the blood was stained from the street to the end of the street, and the heavy smell of blood filled the air.

Scenario three.

In a textile workshop, two Hui people rushed in with knives and ignited the white cloth and cotton in the warehouse, and the fire instantly engulfed flammable materials, and the smoke rose to the sky......

Scenario four. In front of the Huarong Yunshang Workshop, two Hui people sneakily stared at the several carriages that had just arrived and stopped in front of the door......

After receiving the news, Li Huaitang was quite shocked and pulled the lantern to arrive!

All indications are that the bloody violence in the market was not accidental, but a well-planned conspiracy. The scene of the attack was the busiest street, the largest shops and flammable spinning workshops, and the target was the merchants, and the target of the attack was the trade road on which Ningyuan City depended.

It was the identity and motive of the thugs that Li Huaitang could not understand, if it was the Turks, it could be understood as the revenge of Sulu Khan, but what about the Hui? It seems that he has no conflict of interest with them, and he is not geographically connected. Li Huaitang was confused.

The scene was bloody and has been cordoned off. The Uighurs who committed the murder were all cold corpses, and there was no way to ask questions.

Hu Yijian hatefully replaced the corpse of a Hui man, and said angrily: "Damn the Hui people, shameless coward!" I was hit by Lao Tzu's arrow, but I looked for civilians to take revenge......"

"Revenge?" Li Huaitang looked at Hu Yijian, as if his subordinates had had an unpleasant intersection with the Hui people.

At the beginning, the trivial matter of Ye Ji's trip to Chang'an to find relatives was ignored by everyone because of many major events on the return trip, so Li Huaitang didn't know, and when Hu Yijian told the ins and outs, a trace of doubt left in his mind finally came out.

The sniper attack of the Hui people in Bahuan City was indeed not accidental, and like today's brutal incident, it was all deliberate revenge!

Li Huaitang's head is big, and the Hui tribes are numerous and widely distributed, so far, he doesn't know who the specific opponent is and where he is hiding.

As the leader of the spy with the wind, Shi Yun was embarrassed and guilty, and on his ground, the Hui people slapped him hard. Originally, he had already smelled a certain smell yesterday, but he didn't expect the Hui people to make such a simple and sharp move, fast, ruthless, and accurate, directly hitting Ning Yuancheng's lifeline, which caught him off guard.

Ningyuan is based on industry and commerce, and the killing of merchants has undoubtedly greatly damaged the confidence of merchants, and without life support, which foreign caravan would dare to come to Ningyuan City? The impact of this egregious act will spread rapidly with business travel everywhere, and the consequences are unpredictable.

However, the matter is far from over, and Shi Yun will be slapped in the face even more.

The frightened Pei Xiaoniang appeared from the crowd and threw herself into Li Huaitang's arms to find comfort, and in her low cry, she had no intention of mentioning that Su Zizi and the others went to Huarong Yunshang early in the morning!

"It's broken!" Li Huaitang's heart sank rapidly, Hua Rong Yunsheng became famous, and the world knew that the proprietor of Hua Rong Yunshang was the three ladies of the General's Mansion, and it was unlikely that the Hui people would ignore it.

In front of the Huarong Yunshang Workshop, there was a mess and it was shocking. Bloodstains were all over the ground, a number of carriages lay in the distance, a woman's severed arm lay strangely on the stone steps in front of the door, and a long bloody path stretched into the distance......

The door of the workshop was closed, and there was silence in the workshop.

Li Huaitang slammed the door in a hurry, causing a chaotic exclamation inside the door.

"It's me, open the door!" Hearing the many female voices, Li Huaitang's heart relaxed slightly, at least it means that most of them are still alive, judging by the voices, the workshop is still controlled by female soldiers.

"It's the Admiral!" There was a sudden burst of cheers in the workshop.

The door opened, and the courtyard was also stained with blood. Li Huaitang looked around for the shadow of Yiren.

"Li Lang!" Three coquettish cries came from behind the female soldier at the same time, aggrieved, panicked, and coquettish.

The female soldier dodged the gap, the three ladies rushed over, and the big stone in Li Huaitang's heart fell to the ground.

The three beauties escaped an assassination without danger, and when the two fierce Hui people arrived at the workshop, they suddenly rushed over, and stayed in a peaceful atmosphere for a long time, the female cavalry was not vigilant, and was caught off guard, but fortunately, the female soldiers were well-equipped, and the solid cotton armor protected their lives, Rao so, one of the female soldiers was still cut off his arm, and finally the female soldiers desperately protected the three ladies and retreated into the workshop, and repelled the assassins with crossbow arrows.

After figuring out the situation, Shi Yun let out a sigh of relief, and secretly called it a fluke, if anything happened to any lady, he would not be able to escape the blame.

Shi Yun is still very nervous, although the whole city has been martial law to arrest all the Hui people, but there are many Hu people in the city, and their appearance is not good to distinguish, especially the Zahu, God knows the belonging of those Zahu, and even, as long as the Turks are willing to take refuge in the Hui tribe, then he is also a Hui people, and the faction of the Hu people is as simple as that.

Outside the eastern part of Ningyuan City, a young knight was stationed in the wind, his expression was grim, and he was looking at a thick pillar of black smoke rising in the city.

The young man muttered: "Li Huaitang, you wait, this is just a greeting gift." The revenge of killing your father is not shared, and one day, you will regret it. ”