Meng Xin thought about what had happened in the past few days, and it was really as Zhao Xiu said. Since Zhao Xiu was assassinated in the restaurant yesterday, he has been like a dog sniffing around. The two people who were caught said that the mastermind behind the scenes was Zheng Xinshi, so everyone rushed to Zhang Jin's mansion, but they found nothing.

After a while, the assassin's lair was discovered, so everyone hurried again, only to find that the house was empty.

Immediately after that, Xuemao chased Zheng Xinshi's hiding place, so a new round of competition began. The whole process they were like headless flies, running around.

Meng Xin's face was also very bad, he, like Zhao Xiu, didn't sleep all night.

"Old Meng, I thought of a possibility. Maybe I'm thinking too much, but ......" Zhao Xiu was interrupted by Meng Xin as soon as he was halfway through speaking.

"Lord Wang, you say, I'll do it." Meng Xin's six words were concise and to the point.

Zhao Xiu suddenly had a feeling in his heart that he had returned to seven years ago, the feeling of being trusted and entrusted.

"Okay, you now take someone back to Zhang's Mansion immediately and pay close attention to Zhang Jin's movements, I always feel that from the assassination to this small courtyard, these two things don't seem like Zheng Xinshi's methods at all. Back then, you and I fought against him, and he was either a person who forbears and accumulates strength, or a fatal blow, and even if he misses a blow, he will never retreat easily. With his temperament, as long as he still has manpower, he will definitely die to the end. ”

Zhao Xiu looked at Meng Xin's eyes, the two of them looked at each other, and each saw the question in each other's eyes.

Meng Xin nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take someone to keep an eye on Zhang Jin immediately, if they can't catch Zheng Xinshi, as long as Zheng Xinshi still has something to do, they will definitely contact Zhang Jin." Lord, I'll go now, but I'm leaving, there will be not enough people here, I think you should go back to the house first. ”

Zhao Xiu said: "Okay, I'll go back to the house right away and allocate manpower for you." ”

Meng Xin was really a little worried, but when he heard Zhao Xiu promise to go home, he couldn't help but feel at ease. He folded his hands and bowed to Zhao Xiu, then ran outside the courtyard and left the small courtyard with all the remaining demon guards, and walked towards Zhang Jin's mansion.

Zhao Xiu looked very sassy in a black robe, and the long sword in his hand gradually loosened as Meng Xin left.

Zhao Xiu came to his own good horse, turned over and on his horse, and muttered over and over again: "I hope I think too much, I hope something goes well." Whew~"

Zhao Xiu exhaled, pulled up the reins, and walked out of the courtyard. The palace guards in the courtyard have gone from 300 to more than 40 now, and the rest have been transferred.

More than forty palace guards were automatically divided into three groups, the first group was already ready to open the way for the horse team at the end of the alley, and the second group surrounded Zhao Xiu in eight directions like an iron bucket, without a single gap. The third group followed closely behind Zhao Xiu to protect the back row.

He only wanted to go back to the house as soon as possible and send more people to help Blood Mao Ah San and them, so he unconsciously sped up.

"I'm going to coax Miao'er when I go back, this little girl must be complaining about me at home. But that's fine, the province is always sticking to me day by day. I was able to relax for a few days and relax for a few days. ”

Zhao Xiu and the guards of the palace walked in the same alley, but the difference was that there were many people when they came, and the sound of horses' hooves was both rapid and loud. Now there are only more than 40 horses, and the speed of walking is not as fast as it used to be.

The golden armor on the palace guards became very dazzling in the afternoon sun. Zhao Xiu, who was flashing with golden light, could barely open his eyes, for the first time he found that the golden armor he designed was so inapplicable, although the smooth surface of the iron armor could affect the attacker's sight when the enemy attacked, but more importantly, it affected the sight of his own people, which was the so-called hurting others and hurting himself.

Zhao Xiu was thinking about how to improve the golden armor after returning home, when a sharp sound interrupted Zhao Xiu's thoughts. This voice is very familiar to Zhao Xiu.

The sound came from behind Zhao Xiu, and the sound was very similar to the sound of a kind of fireworks breaking the wind, and I saw a red firelight shoot into the stone wall on the left side of the alley, spewing out a large cloud of red and white fireworks.

This is Zhao Xiu's special signal fireworks, and the whole fireworks are a small bamboo tube, which is used to call for help when encountering emergency danger. Normally, the fireworks should be released into the sky, so that more people in the city can see them. But just now, I don't know who shot the signal fireworks into the walls on both sides.

As soon as Zhao Xiu and the palace guards turned around, they saw that on the walls on both sides of the alley, there were many more masked people dressed in earthy brown cloth at some point, and there were about thirty of these people, all of whom were holding Liaozhou's special short crossbows in their hands, and the arrows on the short crossbows were all pointing to Zhao Xiu without exception.

"Protect the prince, protect the ......" The palace guards reacted immediately, and immediately surrounded Zhao Xiu and protected him inside.

The assassin on the wall flipped the switch, and the short crossbow in his hand immediately shot out three powerful crossbow arrows in a row, due to the short distance, even Zhao Xiu's special golden armor was shot through by the short crossbow of the Liaozhou Manufacturing Bureau.

In an instant, more than 20 palace guards fell, and nearly half of them were killed or wounded.

Others may not know how powerful the short crossbow made by the Liaozhou Manufacturing Bureau is, but Zhao Xiu knows it in his heart. The Liaozhou Manufacturing Bureau sells only 1,000 short crossbows to the outside world every year, but this kind of three-shot short crossbow made only by the Liaozhou Manufacturing Bureau is extremely expensive, and those who can afford it are some big people. What Zhao Xiu was most distressed about was that he was about to die in the hands of the short crossbow he invented, and he felt guilty in his heart.

Zhao Xiu watched the people in front of him fall one by one, death was so close to him, there was no trace of fear in his heart, but anger surged. He stared at his red eyes and roared, "Counterattack, counterattack!" Kill, kill! ”

At close range, the lethality of the short crossbow is multiplied, and if it continues to be consumed like this, more than forty palace guards will be wiped out in less than two rounds, and only by rushing up to fight in close quarters can there be a chance of victory.

The remaining twenty or so palace guards rushed forward with their swords when they heard Zhao Xiu's order, and the assassins at the head of the wall also jumped down, and the two sides fought together.

Zhao Xiu quickly pulled out the signal fireworks he carried with him from his arms, skillfully pulled the bottom bolt, and a red light flew into the sky, and when it flew into the sky, it dispersed with a "bang", making a red and white smoke appear in the sky, which was very eye-catching.

Zhao Xiu suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him, subconsciously drew his sword with his right hand, pounced forward, quickly turned around, and swung a sword backwards like lightning, and the head of an assassin instantly fell to the ground, and the blood column on his neck sprayed high.

Zhao Xiu's martial arts have also grown a lot after seven years of practice, one-on-one, it is no problem to kill a little minion.

However, the situation was not optimistic, the assassins were not only more than 30 people under the wall, there was a shout of killing at the exits at both ends of the alley, and nearly 40 killers appeared.

Desperate!

There are eight people left around Zhao Xiu, eight against sixty. Zhao Xiu and the eight palace guards around him were blocked in the alley, he hadn't been in such a desperate situation for seven years, but in just two days, he felt the feeling of dying twice in a row.

The last time someone blocked an arrow for him, what about this time?

Zhao Xiu kept waving the long sword in his hand, resisting the long knife that was slashing at him. There was a hole in the defense of the eight people, and a long knife slashed at Zhao Xiu's arm.