There were only six guards around Liu Yuan, and they suddenly became prominent, and the remaining four guards immediately drew their weapons and rushed forward, wanting to kill the assassin. Who would have thought that the assassin was really good at martial arts, and he assassinated the four people one by one in three or two strokes, the action was simple and decisive, but the speed was extremely fast, and the move was deadly.

Liu Yuan's pupils shrank, he could be his personal guard, but he was a real elite of a hundred battles, and he was assassinated by that person so easily. Is there such a master of swordsmanship among the Huns?

Thinking subconsciously in his mind, Liu Yuan was not slow at his feet, and when the first guard was killed, he quickly fled in the direction of the main hall.

After the assassin had eliminated the guards, he pursued them without hesitation. The movement here has already alarmed the surrounding soldiers, and they have already come to support one by one.

Liu Yuan ran wildly, not caring at all about his demeanor, and the assassin behind him was extremely fast, holding a sword in his hand, and hurriedly approached. The long sword was behind, his life was threatened, Liu Yuan fled more happily, and when he went to the Danqi outside the hall, he almost ran and crawled to the ground, and was guarded by a team of guards who rushed behind.

Gasping for breath, Liu Yuan stared at the assassin who was surrounded by hundreds of soldiers below, his eyes extremely cold. Feeling the rapid beating of his heart, Liu Yuan's face swelled with excessive shame and anger, he had not been so embarrassed for a long time.

And the assassin too, panting, sweat dripping down his forehead, finishing six guards in one go, and chasing Liu Yuan in a hurry, was far from being as easy as he appeared. He didn't expect that the dignified Hun Da Shan Yu, the so-called generation of male lords, would behave so "unbearable" when he was assassinated, and he would flee for his life and act so cowardly. As long as Liu Yuan hesitated a little, he had the confidence to take his head with a sword, but it was a pity.

"Coward!" Seeing Liu Yuan, who was heavily surrounded, the assassin scolded angrily. He knew that the opportunity had been lost, and he would meet the crazy counterattack of the hundreds of Huns around him. Changed his posture, clenched the hilt of his sword, and stared coldly at the guards around him.

Listening to his pure Chinese dialect, without a Hun accent, Liu Yuan was stunned, is this a Han? Then he ordered: "Catch it alive!" ”

"Take it!" The centurion spat out two words, and the surrounding soldiers rushed forward in formation. Instead of rushing up, the siege was very orderly, and the pressure on the Assassins was significantly greater.

The original flexible body could no longer be easily deployed, trying to move around and disrupt the attacking guards' formation, but with little success. I was never able to get rid of the tight guard sergeant, and there were more soldiers around the periphery, and after a long time, I also had a lot of injuries on my body.

This is not a romance, it is completely impossible to face hundreds of iron-blooded warriors alone, and want to escape with one enemy and hundreds. After killing and wounding more than a dozen warriors, he lost his physical strength and was captured. Even so, it is enough to prove that it is dangerous and fierce.

Seeing that the trapped assassin was brought to his side, Liu Yuan moved two fingers and commanded. Soon a guard brought a basin of ice water and poured it on the Assassin's face, revealing the Assassin's face, a middle-aged man.

"Han Chinese? It's a good time! Liu Yuan asked coldly: "In recent years, I have always been friendly with the Han Dynasty, opened up trade widely, and did not plunder the Han people. Why did you assassinate Ben Danyu? ”

Originally, Liu Yuan thought that he would be like an ordinary dead soldier, so he kept silent. But he didn't expect that he looked at Liu Yuan's eyes very calmly: "Liaodong Wang Yue!" ”

"Wang Yue? Swordsmanship is truly extraordinary! Liu Yuan was a little surprised, was it the famous swordsman Wang Yue? Then he asked: "If you are not in Luoyang Nafu, how did you become an assassin, and come all the way to Meiji to find trouble and bury your reputation in this life?" ”

"You know me?" Seeing Liu Yuan's reaction, Wang Yue was also a little surprised.

"Tell me, who sent you?" Without answering, Liu Yuan continued to ask.

"There's nothing to hide, I'm ordered by Zhang Huan Zhang to take your head and eliminate the threat to my Han!" Wang Yue spat and replied with a stiff face.

"Zhang Huan?" Liu Yuan became more and more surprised, and his mind couldn't turn around: "Hasn't he been dead for several years?" ”

"Zhang Yuanjun has a kindness to me, and before he died, he sent a letter to ask me to go north to stab you!" Wang Yue's eyes were clear, and he looked directly at Liu Yuan: "I have been lurking in Meiji for more than two years, and I have never found an opportunity. Compared to the Hu chieftain I have met in my life, your defense is too tight. If it weren't for your civil strife this time, I wouldn't have found a chance to get involved! ”

"Huh! I never thought that you were really patient, so painstakingly wanting my life? That's a lot of money! Liu Yuan sighed playfully, and understood, it seemed that Wang Yue's move was just a coincidence. But this Zhang Huan, when he was dying, he still had to leave such a trick for Liu Yuan. For the sake of Dahan, he really exhausted the last drop of effort.

He stared at Wang Yue again, shook his head twice, and turned around to leave. Qing Piaopiao left a sentence: "Kill it!" Start quickly, you are also a generation of swordsmanship, don't be humiliated! ”

Even if it is the sword master Wang Yue, even if there are many fans in this life and the next generation. On Liu Yuan's side, if he wants his life, no matter what his identity is, no matter what his intentions, he will completely kill him and show no mercy.

It was as if he heard Wang Yue's soft snort, it should have been a sharp knife piercing his body, and then his life passed slowly, and there was no sound again. Liu Yuan didn't look back, a Wang Yue was just a killed assassin at this time.

Back in the dormitory, I untied my clothes under the clothes of the maids, and slept peacefully.

The news of Da Shan Yu's assassination soon spread out of the palace, at this time, it really makes people have to think more, and there is a hidden mastermind behind the scenes? For Liu Yuan, Wang Yue's failed assassination was over, but for the nervous Xiongnu nobles, it was a great event, and on this night, I don't know how many people didn't sleep.

From the second day onwards, there was no announcement, and one order after another was issued from the palace. A heavy punishment from Da Dan Yu has come, this is the voice of all who know the order.

All the tribes and tribesmen who participated in the rebellion were taken down, and the rebel nobles, relatives, and relatives, regardless of age, were all killed. The female dependents of the descendants were not spared, and the rest of the women were all reduced to slaves, just to reward the soldiers of the Northern Expedition.

A massacre of the rebellious Xiongnu nobles and tribesmen unfolded vigorously, and the guards and soldiers were slaughtered rampantly. After a few days, the purge of all the old nobles who opposed him spread to the whole of the nobles, putting everyone in danger.

Xu Bu Chiti and others realized that something was wrong, and they couldn't persuade Cambodia, and they were reprimanded by Liu Yuan, who was angry. So far, no one dares to persuade again.

……

"Da Dan Yu, the relatives of Zheyu's family, the ministers have all been killed!" Standing by the door of the palace, Wan Qian leaned slightly and reported.

There were already snowflakes in the sky, and when I took it with my hand, I felt a chill. "What about his two sons?" Waiting for the snowflakes to melt and soak the palms of his hands, Liu Yuan asked.

"The minister personally solved it!"

"Stand down!" Liu Yuan said softly.

The two sons of Zheyu are only six or seven years old now, and they have hugged them. However, it is better to die, at least not to suffer from hatred.