The knife was slashing at Cai Li's feet, cutting off the tips of Cai Li's shoes, which shocked Cai Li's soul and ran to the entrance of the carriage with a scream.

At this time, the guards of the carriage woke up like a dream, and they all drew their swords and pounced on the assassin.

Under the lights, a tall man of one meter eight or nine, standing proudly with a knife, was the person Zhao Hao was looking for.

"Wu Song, 94 in force, 61 in intelligence, 32 in politics, 65 in command, and 92 in health."

This is the attribute that Zhao Hao queried that day.

Brush brush brush ~

Two snow-bright steel knives attacked Wu Song from the left and right roads respectively.

Wu Song smiled coldly, the twenty or thirty pounds of ring knife backhand danced two knife flowers in a row, only to hear the jingling of gold and iron sound stirred, two armed forces of 65 or so, by Wu Song's ring knife stirred up a thousand catties of huge force shocked back again and again, unstable.

It was about Cai Li's life, and the remaining three didn't have time to think about it, so they outflanked Wu Song in a zigzag shape and continued to kill.

At this time, Cai Qi had climbed out of the carriage and was about to get off the car and escape.

Between the lightning and flint, Wu Song roared, his arms were concentrated on the strength of his whole body, and he viciously held a knife to meet the attacking general.

While~

The long knife in the hand of the person on the left was flicked by Wu Song's backhand, and he flew out, and his body retreated a few steps.

Bang~

The man in the middle was kicked in the chest, and his body flew up like a cloud, and he fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.

One person on the right, by the ring knife in Wu Song's hand, slashed his wrist, and fell to the ground with a broken palm connected to the long knife.

Call~

Wu Song retreated five enemies in a row, and his body suddenly rose up, like a whirlwind, and even people with knives rushed towards Cai Qi.

"There are assassins, there are assassins!"

Cai Di, who got off the wheel, knew that it was a matter of life and death, where did he dare to stop, while shouting, he spread his legs and ran towards the crowd with his life, only hating his father and mother for having two legs.

Seeing that he was only four or five steps away from the panicked crowd, he could get rid of the assassin by burrowing into the crowd. Moreover, dozens of family generals and domestic slaves have surrounded Wu Song with knives and sticks, which is enough to intercept the opponent.

Under the bright lights all around, Cai Qi ran wildly in a peculiar and fierce posture, he had never run so fast in his life, this was a survival instinct, which stimulated the potential of his whole body.

He is the governor of Hangzhou Mansion, and he is also the son of Cai Jing, the prime minister of the dynasty, and the official of the Great Song Dynasty.

A bright sword light flashed behind him.

Cai Li was only one step away from the chaotic crowd, and those family generals and slaves had already attacked Wu Song with knives and sticks......

At this moment, Cai Di's body suddenly broke.

A whole body suddenly broke in two, from the waist into two.

Burst~

His waist suddenly snapped back, and a stream of blood suddenly gushed out from the broken section of his waist, spilling blood flowers all over the sky, like a blooming peony, so gorgeous, so brilliant......

The upper half of the body, however, was still in a running posture leaning forward, detached from the waist, and fell to the ground with a thud, blood gushing out like a spring, staining the ground red.

Cai Yi struggled to support his body with his arms, looked back with a puzzled face, and when he saw that his waist and legs were spurting blood and falling to the ground, he finally understood what was happening, his eyes showed extreme horror, despair and unwillingness, and then his consciousness was slowly swallowed up by the endless darkness.

Cai Li, the prefect of Hangzhou, the sixth son of Cai Jing, died and ended his criminal life!

"Murdered!"

"Cai Hu is dead!"

"Run!"

The chaotic crowd around them became more and more chaotic, and they fled in all directions.

At this time, the surrounding generals and slaves had surrounded Wu Song, and one by one the water and fire sticks and the long knives pointed directly at the fierce and brave man in the field.

"Don't let him escape, or I'll be blamed!" A general hissed.

However, although everyone surrounded Wu Song, no one dared to move forward.

At this time, the nearby officials and van soldiers had heard the news, only to hear people neighing horses, and countless soldiers and horses rushed to this side with bright swords and guns.

Wu Song snorted coldly, held a long knife in his hand, burst into flames, and rushed towards the weak point of the encirclement.

……

At this time, Zhao Hao did not return home, but took Zhao Ling and others with him, and was still wandering around the West Lake with great interest.

There are a lot of food stalls by the lakeside, and there will never be any gutter oil or anything like that, so he took Zhao Ling and the slaves to taste it along the route of the food stalls.

The street by the lake is full of hot feelings, dragon and lion dances, lantern juggling, so lively. On the night of the eleventh lunar month, the dew is even deeper, the cold is heavy, and the heat rising from the stoves of the various vendors looks so warm and inviting.

At this moment, he was holding a long bamboo skewer of kebab in his mouth, and there were soup stains hanging on the corner of his mouth, and he was strolling leisurely on the street, looking at the men, women and children on the street with interest. If it weren't for the gorgeous clothes worth forty or fifty yuan, plus that extraordinary skin, the expression would have been like DIAO silk nine hundred years ago.

This is not to blame Zhao Hao for deliberately colliding into DIAO silk, but being forced to do helplessly.

This winter solstice festival, the whole city of men, women and children set out, it is a great opportunity for young boys and girls to find lovers and sisters, Zhao Hao has met a beautiful woman who deliberately dropped silk in front of him along the way, and a timid maid ran over to hand him a small note for his own lady, and a rich lady invited him to a restaurant to talk, which made him unbearable.

At this time, Zhu Xi's house has not yet been born, and the woman's three from the four virtues have not yet come out, and the woman is much more bold and open than after the Southern Song Dynasty.

Wandering all the way, I came across a fortune-telling stall, with a white cloth of "fairy fortune-telling", and the hexagram stall said "Don't open your mouth, know your noble surname".

This kind of trick, Zhao Hao has also seen in later generations, and was about to tease him, when he suddenly heard a commotion in front of him, and hurriedly looked up.

I saw that the chaotic crowd was rushing towards this side like a tide, and many stalls were squeezed around.

"Run, kill!

"Governor Cai is dead, and his body is split in two."

"The officers and soldiers have been dispatched to arrest the assassins."

Zhao Hao's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly said to Zhao Ling: "Go, follow me to have a look!" ”

After speaking, he took the lead in running over there, and Zhao Ling and the family slaves didn't have time to dissuade him, so they had to follow behind Zhao Hao and chase after him.

Zhao Hao led everyone to squeeze around in the crowd, and was squeezed back several times, but after all, he forcibly squeezed out of the dense crowd.

After running two or three hundred steps, I saw that the dense officers and soldiers in front of me had crowded the streets, like swords and guns in the forest, shining with a cold light in the lights.

The sound of fighting, roaring, and clashing weapons faintly came from ahead.

"I'll go and see!"

Zhao Ling shook his sleeves, a silk rope flew out, and the flying grab in front of him hooked the eaves, grabbed the silk rope tightly, stepped on the pillar of the house with both feet and went up to the beam, and then grabbed the eaves, and turned over and went to the roof.

Zhao Hao looked at the silk rope fluttering in the air, and thought that he didn't have this ability, so he had to shake his head and sigh.

Zhao Ling took off and grabbed it, and along the roof, he rushed towards the end of the street.

A dense encirclement, surrounded by swords, guns, crossbows and arrows.

In the center of the circle, there were several people lying horizontally and vertically, and Wu Song's body was entangled in six or seven ropes, but he was still resisting and fighting angrily, like a trapped beast.

Not far from him, six or seven strong men in brocade robes were desperately pulling the ropes to prevent Wu Song's body from moving, but even so, they were still pulled by Wu Song.

Four or five more people, carrying water and fire sticks, attacked Wu Song's lower plate, trying to knock him to the ground, but none of them could get close, and every time they just approached, before the stick was raised, they were kicked out.

After tossing and turning like this for a long time, it is still deadlocked.

Zhu Mian in the crowd, seeing such a scene, couldn't help but be furious, and sent more than a dozen brocade-clothed house slaves, holding water and fire sticks, swarming up, and the sticks only hit the head and face.

Finally, the tough guy in the crowd, his strength gradually ran out, and he was knocked to the ground by the messy stick, and then he was held down by everyone and couldn't move, and when he got up again, he was already in shackles, and his body was also tied with thick ropes, and there were three or four brocade-clothed people pulling him behind him to prevent him from running away.

Zhao Ling thought about it, but after all, there was nothing to be done, so he had to repay Zhao Hao.

PS: 1. Because there are too many controversies about the heroes of the Water Margin, this book does not want to describe too much, only writes about Wu Song and a few other heroes that most readers prefer, and recently, there are historical experts Yun Wusong who actually fought the tiger is not a tiger, but "Cai Hu", although most of the experts' words are not necessarily credible, but the plot needs it, let's believe it once; 2. Ask for recommendation votes, weekly recommendation votes to 2000 (already 1564), must be three more.