Shen Honglian's eyes flashed: "No, I'm not afraid, I don't like you, why should I be afraid of you." ”

"Come out! If someone wants you to die, you have to die. This time, the adults dispatched so many people to cut off Zhang Wenxuan's wings. You are Zhang Wenxuan's diehard, Your Majesty believes that you have a quarrel with Zhang Wenxuan, and if you don't believe it, you will die. If you die, you can still let your woman live, and if you don't want to die, you all have to die here today. A voice stifled all the words Fan Tong was about to say next.

He said to Shen Honglian: "Did you hear that?" Listen, he's going to kill you. ”

Shen Honglian didn't know if she had a convulsion in her head or if she trusted those people too much, so she suddenly stood up, waved her hand over there and said, "Don't do it, your own people, your own people"

The sharp arrow didn't have long eyes, and flew over at a fast speed, piercing through Shen Honglian's thin body without hesitation. The arrow passed through the body, knocked out a shallow pit in the bluestone slab, and bounced a few times before it died down.

The bright red blood on the tip of the arrow glistened in the sunlight.

Fan Tong was stunned, he was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

Isn't Shen Honglian someone who is a big man in the capital? Didn't she approach herself just to get a secret about the boss?

Why?

What is the reason for all this?

The person hiding behind the special cloth on the opposite side was also stunned, especially the person who was the leader, he didn't expect Shen Honglian to stand up at this time, let alone that his subordinates didn't aim at all, and it was completely a very mechanical random shot.

He wanted to rush out, but the situation would not allow him to rush out, and his men would not stop shooting without an order.

Fan Tong's hand gripped the edge of the ditch, and he was immediately forced back by the arrow, which was less than three feet away.

Shen Honglian was lying on the ground, red blood gurgling out of her abdomen, and soon stained three bluestone slabs red.

The Soaring Cloud Rider in the shadows was even more angry, those people were the ones who had followed Fan Tong the longest and knew Fan Tong best. They knew how important Shen Honglian's position in Fan Tong's heart was, and they also knew how crazy they would be if they lost Shen Honglian Fan Tong.

However, in the face of a continuous rain of arrows, they had no choice but to keep shooting and then revealing their position to be shot by the enemy.

Knowing that archery would reveal their position, they still did not hesitate. Everything is for a brotherhood, a brotherhood that can't be exchanged for life.

Fan Tong's eyes were cracked, and he tried to rush out of the ditch several times without success.

It's not that he's afraid of death, it's that he doesn't want to make senseless sacrifices.

The sound of horses' hooves was heard in the midst of the rattling of arrows, and the sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and soon it was so clear that everyone could hear it.

Fan Tong frowned, thinking about where he came from.

He thought it was reinforcements from these people, and if that was the case, he couldn't think of anything other than a desperate battle.

Similarly, the leader of the visitors from Beijing, who was standing on the opposite side, was also confused, and he clearly remembered that he had no reinforcements.

After about half a tea time, the sound of horses' hooves finally approached, and there seemed to be not many people listening to the sound, only three or five hundred.

Immediately after, the vermilion lacquer gate, which had only been used for less than half a year, was smashed open from the outside by a huge force, and a group of people in black armor walked in quickly with black long sticks.

The visitors from Beijing only turned around and pointed their bows and crossbows at the door, and the long sticks in their hands had already spat out tongues of fire.

This is the light of death, and this is a weapon that no one can resist.

Except for a small number of firearms made by the Ming Dynasty, most of the others were stored in the warehouse of the craftsman's supervisor.

Firearms were vigorously promoted by Zhang Ru, and many old craftsmen in the craftsman prison regarded Zhang Ru as a benefactor, so that the craftsman supervisor did not even listen to the words of Mu Bin, the commander of the Jinyi guard, for a period of time, claiming that no one was allowed to have firearms without the orders of His Majesty and the Dingbian Marquis.

The long black stick was fired three times, and the armor made of special cloth was shattered.

Naturally, the visitors from Beijing behind the cloth were not spared, and many of them died under the iron sand sprayed by the long sticks. More people can't survive but can't die, because although the lethality of these iron sand is great, as long as they are not shot in a large area, they will not be able to die for a while and a half.

In this era, most of the people who died under firearms, except for close-range attacks, died of pain or excessive bleeding.

The cavalry did not stop their movements, and after the first row of about 200 men had finished firing rapidly, they immediately gave up a position, and the people behind them immediately filled in the gap, and without saying a word, they raised their guns and fired.

The visitors from Beijing who reacted wanted to raise their bows and crossbows to fight back, but they had already lost the opportunity at this time. Sporadic bolts were fired, killing several musket-wielding cavalrymen, and a second barrage completely shredded the tortoiseshell-like cloth.

Now those who are hiding in the shadows have an opportunity.

They jumped out of their hiding places one after another, drawing their weapons while firing with their bows and crossbows, and quickly approached the visitors from the capital who had been completely panicked.

"Fan Tongke is fine." After three rounds of shooting, all but a few people were not shot, and everyone else was basically waste.

It's not that these people are dead, if they are healed in time, they will be alive again in three or five months.

Fan Tong's heart was settled, and he didn't answer the shout of the cavalry captain who was the leader, and his hands were at the bottom of the ditch, and the person had already arrived at Shen Honglian's side.

"Red Lotus, how are you!" Fan Tong hugged Shen Honglian, his expression was anxious, his tone was hurried, and the hands holding her were trembling.

Shen Honglian was already angry, and the arrow might have injured her internal organs, so much so that blood came out of her mouth when she opened her mouth.

Fan Tongyi hurriedly said while holding her wound with his hand: "Don't, don't talk, hurry up and call the medical officer, the medical officer!" ”

Soaring Cloud Riding is equipped with one medical officer for every fifty people, and these medical officers are not from the rivers and lakes, but are specially trained by Zhang Ru.

The medical officer, who was killing vigorously, heard Fan Tong's call unexpectedly, and then remembered that Shen Honglian was still lying on the ground, he hurriedly threw down the enemy, and turned around and ran away without saying a word.

When he ran to Fan Tong's side sweating profusely, Shen Honglian made a gesture to him not to come.

The medical officer looked at Fan Tong and didn't know what to do.

"Don't bother, I don't have much time to take care of, you let him go, I have something to say to you." Shen Honglian grabbed Fan Tong's arm with great difficulty, and said with difficulty.

Fan Tong hesitated for a moment, and waved his hand at the medical officer without looking back.

Shen Honglian smiled, at this moment, she smiled like a flower.