Chapter 138 Rescue

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night of murder.

Just after the hour, it rained heavily in the sky.

The people of Jinju City are sleeping, as the weather gets hotter, the early hours of the morning become the most comfortable time of the day, after the heavy rain, it is even cooler, and good dreams leave people to sleep.

Wu Lihan looked at the heavy rain outside the window and said, "My lord, the heavens really help me." ”

"Yes, Ullihan, get ready."

Yang Lian Zhenjia, Wu Lihan is dressed in black and masked, dressed as a night walker. Ulihan wiped a short blade in his hand and pinned it to his waist.

"Let's go." Yang Lian Zhenjia glanced at Wu Lihan and suddenly said, "Wu Lihan, I will take care of the affairs of your family." ”

"Thank you, Priest."

The two jumped onto the roof and disappeared into the rain-drenched night.

The Zhongyong Battalion is a guard built by Jia Rudao when he served as the envoy of the Jinghu system, and its structure is completely modeled after the imperial guards, and the selected people are all strong men in the army, and the team of only 200 people has a unified name and two deputy commanders, which shows the high standard. After Jia Nidao entered the court, in order to avoid the royal family, he left the Zhongyong battalion in Zhenzhou, and it was clearly classified under Li Tingzhi's rule, in fact, only Jia Nidao could command, and Li Tingzhi felt the grace of Jia Nidao's promotion, so he ignored it.

Over the past few years, the Zhongyong Battalion has basically become Jia Nidao's private army, except for the detention of Hao Jing and his party and the prisoners secretly imprisoned by Jia Nidao, there is nothing to do, and the battalion sergeants are well paid, and they do not have to go to the front line, so they are happy.

The current commander of the Loyal Battalion, Jia Niyu, is a younger brother of Jia Nidao, and he is loyal to Jia Nidao, although he has no ability to lead troops, he is also quite trusted by Jia Nidao. The two deputy commanders, Feng Ping and Guan Shutai, each led a team of 100 people and were responsible for guarding the prisoners.

"It's raining so heavily, let's take turns to rest the brothers." Guan Shutai said to his guards.

"Yes, the little ones will pass the message, or the adults will know how to love this group of brothers."

As time passed, the Loyalty's defenses began to loosen as well.

"Wait, visit Hao Jing's residence every other hour, remember not to forget this."

"Got it, sir."

After the guards left, Guan Shutai stretched his waist and said to himself, it should be very comfortable to sleep in this weather.

Except for the ten sentry posts next to the gate, which were still standing in the shining sentry tower, the entire camp was basically dark.

Outside the barracks, Wu Lihan pointed to a two-storey courtyard in the northwest corner, next to it was a barracks of rows of soldiers, Yang Lian Zhenjia nodded, indicating that he understood, the two had repeatedly observed the distribution of the Zhongyong Barracks, which could be regarded as a light car, Yang Lian Zhenjia stretched out his hand and made a gesture to attack, and then took the lead in action, like a huge bird, rushing towards the reading courtyard.

Wu Lihan secretly praised himself, what a clever light body technique, followed by also jumped off the wooden fence.

The heavy rain is still falling, and the visibility is extremely low, almost to the extent that you can't see your fingers, but this is difficult for Yang Lian Zhenjia, who has good eyesight, and the Mongolian Tianya High Priest is not someone who can do it.

At the speed of the two of them, they had reached the roof where Hao Jing was being held in a few breaths.

Yang Lian Zhenjia's eyes lit up, and he glanced around the courtyard, and the sentry posts in front of the compound were nowhere to be seen, and it seemed that they had all hid in the house on the first floor to avoid the rain.

Ullihan didn't have such good eyesight, but just quietly watched the priest.

In an instant, Yang Lian Zhenjia patted Wu Lihan's shoulder, thumbs down, and said softly, "Down." ”

The two of them hooked the eaves with their feet, and in an instant, they landed on the corridor on the second floor, and even the subtle sound of Ullihan was muffled by the sound of the rain.

The iron lock on the door is just a piece of cake for Yang Lian Zhenjia. According to historical records, Yang Lian Zhenjia and Yun Ze stole all over the imperial tombs of the Song Dynasty, and mechanism science is what he is good at.

Hao Jing lay on the bed in a daze, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

For others, the heavy rain in the early morning is the hypnotic sound of falling asleep, but in Hao Jing's ears, it is undoubtedly the sound of time. Time is constantly lost in the tick, five years, a full five years of wasted time, these five years are the most energetic time in life, I was detained in the Zhenzhou Zhongyong Camp from the age of thirty-seven, to today I am forty-two years old, and my physical condition began to deteriorate, my blood, ambition is not the end here?

Hao Yi, the old servant next to him, heard Hao Jing tossing and turning, and sighed, in the past few years, his master has spent his life like this, how can his body stand it for a long time, but Hao Yi knows Hao Jing too well, knowing that his master's body is getting weaker and weaker, and he can only be anxious.

"Lord Hao, Lord Hao."

In the haze, a low cry sounded in Hao Jing's ears.

"Dreaming?" Hao Jing thought that it was still Mongolian.

Hao Yi was the first to react and sat up from the bed with a bang.

"Shhh, don't make a sound, I'm Yang Lian Zhenjia, the high priest under the throne of the Tianya God, and I'm here to save you."

"It's really Mongolian." Hao Jing muttered softly and sat up.

"Is it Lord Hao Jing?"

"Exactly, you're from the end of the earth?"

Wu Lihan untied the short blade from his waist and handed it to Hao Jingdao: "My lord, this is a token of the Great Khan, you can see it at a glance." ”

Hao Jing how can Yang Lian Zhenjia's eyesight, in the dark light can not see clearly, Hao Jing touched it carefully with his hand, yes, this short blade is the beloved thing of the Great Khan, selling gold and jade, extremely sharp, called the dragon, is one of the two treasure knives obtained when Kublai Khan's father Torre Khan traveled south, there is a saying that the Great Khan also wants to give this blade to himself, so he is very familiar with this short blade, but he is a scholar, does not understand martial arts, and uses this is also a tyrannical thing, so he will not accept it.

"It's indeed a dragon slay." Hao Jing returned the dragon slaying to Ulihan.

Yang Lian Zhenjia said: "Lord Hao, this is not the place to speak, you first change into Wu Lihan's night clothes." ”

Hao Jing didn't know why he said: "Change clothes? ”

"Exactly, Lord Hao, quickly."

Although Hao Jing was frail, he was tall and roughly similar in size to Wu Lihan.

After Wu Lihan changed into Hao Jing's clothes, he said: "Lord Priest, you take Lord Hao and leave quickly, your subordinates will try their best to delay the time, and make sure that your Excellency rushes to the border." ”

"Okay, Ulihan, worthy of being a good Mongolian man." Yang Lian Zhenjia clasped his palms together, saluted to Wu Lihan, and took Wu Lihan's dragon slaying short blade.

"Priest, what is this?"

"Master Hao, needless to say, I'll carry you on my back and leave immediately."

"Just the two of us? And what about them? ”

The Zhongyong battalion will inspect Hao Jing's house every other hour, if they all leave, then it will only take an hour at most to be discovered, even at the speed of Yang Lian Zhenjia, it will not be able to reach the border at all in an hour, so that the officers and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty will block all the way from Zhenzhou to the border, and Yang Lian Zhenjia will take a Hao Jing who is not proficient in martial arts to leave the Song realm, which is basically hopeless.

After Yang Lian Zhenjia and Wu Lihan knew about the deployment of the Zhongyong Battalion, they made a plan, and Yang Lian Zhenjia took Hao Jing away, while Wu Lihan pretended to be Hao Jing and stayed in the house to delay time. From Zhenzhou Hui Spring, through the woods, and then through a large area of hills, you can go directly to the Song and Mongolian borders, this route does not need to detour, the distance is the shortest, although it is all mountain roads, but for the high priest of Tianya, it is not a problem at all.

As long as Ulihan could buy four or five hours (eight to ten hours), Yang Lian Zhenjia would be able to reach the border, where the Mongol army would respond.

"My lord, let's go." Hao Yi also urged.

"Nope." Hao Jing said, "We're leaving, what should you do with Wu Lihan?" ”

Yang Lian Zhenjia didn't hesitate anymore, lightly slammed Hao Jing with his palm, knocked Hao Jing unconscious, carried it on his back, returned the door lock to its original state after going out, and jumped onto the roof.

At this time, the rain decreases slightly. Yang Lian Zhenjia recognized the direction, raised the light body technique to the extreme, and quickly headed north.