Xiao Yao walked alone on the main road leading to Yueyang Tower in the west of the city, looking at Yueyang Tower getting closer and closer, and had a feeling of dreaming back to the Song Dynasty. It is recorded in "The Story of Yueyang Tower" that Yueyang Tower was rebuilt during the Song Qingli period, and then looking at the Yueyang Tower in front of you, you can't see whether it is the original like this, or the appearance after reconstruction. I asked a few local indigenous people, but I didn't know.

The closer to Yueyang Tower, the more bustling pedestrians are on the street, and the shouting of various snacks on both sides of the street is chaotically intertwined, each shouting its own, and it does not affect each other. Xiao Yao walked up the stairs with the sugar gourd he had just bought, and came to the Yueyang Tower, overlooking the eight hundred miles of Dongting Lake and mountains, which was breathtaking.

On the other hand, there are two pillars in the middle of Yueyang Tower, and the left book: "Dongting Tianxia Water" and the right write "Yueyang Tianxia Tower" is really imposing, and the name is shocking in all directions.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" There was a noise on the street, Xiao Yao followed the prestige, only to see a pair of officers and soldiers trotting from east to west towards Yueyang Tower, and a few people in front quickly dispersed the pedestrians to both sides of the road and gave way to the main road. Officers and men stood on both sides of the station, standing neatly and waiting for important figures to arrive.

A quarter of an hour passed, and sure enough, I saw a few small sedan chairs being carried slowly and leisurely to the Yueyang Tower, and there were dozens of people on both sides of the sedan chair, holding boxes and burdens in their hands, all of which were different.

When the people in the sedan chair walked out of the sedan chair, Xiao Yao asked the people around him a few words, only to know that the person who came was Yu Yong, the envoy of the Baling Festival, accompanied by Liu Zhi, the guard of Baling County, and Zhang Yuanwai, who was also the richest man in the city, and several wealthy people in the city, no wonder there was such a big battle.

When the group came to Yueyang Tower, some of the entourages had already set up a banquet, and the banquet was full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and Xiao Yao realized that it was these things in the hands of those entourage. A few people sat down, only to hear the county guard Lord Liu "pop~" clapped twice, the drum music sounded, and several singers walked to the front of the stage and danced to the music to cheer up a few adults.

In this situation, Xiao Yao shook his head and sneered twice, and said in his heart, just looking at the county guard Liu Zhi's fat head and big ears, and his oily face, he knew that he was another fish and meat common man who was harming the stolen officials in the township, how could the person who could come here with him to eat, drink and enjoy himself be so good? I lost interest in playing, and I turned around and was about to leave to go back to the inn to rest.

Just then, I heard a message from the street: "There are assassins!" I saw a group of black-clothed people suddenly appear out of nowhere, killing towards Yueyang Tower, and the surrounding crowd of traders made a mess and fled in all directions. The officers and soldiers downstairs tried their best to resist, but they were cut by the men in black like cabbage, and officers and soldiers continued to fall, suffering heavy casualties. Under the chaos of the situation, I saw one of the officers and soldiers draw his longbow and shoot a ringing arrow into the sky, but as soon as the ringing arrow was fired, he was hit by a flying knife, hitting the center of the eyebrows, and he fell to the ground without blinking his eyes.

Xiao Yao hid in the corner and looked at this qiē, looking at the black-clothed man's killing methods and postures, he gradually narrowed his eyes, and touched his waist with his right hand. The enemies were very red when they met, and Xiao Yao had already recognized that this group of black-clothed people was from the same faction as the five black-clothed people who chased and killed Meng Ling'er that day, and they came from the same family.

If you have revenge, you don't want to repay the non-gentleman, Lao Tzu will collect some interest today!

The flying knife is in hand, Xiao Yao is secretly putting cold arrows, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he is secretly attacked, every time the flying knife is thrown, one person will die. When the five flying knives were used up, there were only seven or eight people left in the black.

The sound of killing downstairs in Yueyang shook the sky, and people turned over on their backs, and there was already a river of blood. Upstairs, a few people present, Zhang Yuanwai and several rich people were already panicked, and they all looked at the two adults.

The two of them smiled silently, with no melancholy on their faces, and calmly looked at what happened downstairs as if they were watching a play. Only then did a few people understand that it was obvious that the two adults had already known that someone was coming to assassinate tonight, so they would be calm.

The remaining eight men in black, seeing that the officers and soldiers had sent a distress signal, knew that there was not much time left for them, so they shot even more quickly and killed at the staircase. The officers and soldiers guarding the stairs were dealt with, five of them blocked the remaining soldiers on the street, and the other three men in black rushed upstairs.

Seeing this situation, several rich people who had just relaxed were immediately shocked and frightened, and their lower bodies were already trembling uncontrollably. If it weren't for the two adults next to him still sitting there, they would have gotten up and fled for their lives.

The three men in black raised their swords and went straight to the wine table, aiming at the Jiedu envoy, without paying any attention to the others. Their goal this time is to assassinate Yu Yong, the envoy of Baling Jiedu, who has the title of "military tyrant", and in their opinion, the other people are no different from ants, and it is not worth wasting their precious time on a few people.

"What a spirit! It deserves to be a military bully! Before he finished speaking, the sword was pierced out, without any mud or water. At this time, except for Yu Yong, the county guard and a few others had already hid in a distant corner to calm down.

Yu Yong was calm, still sitting there drinking wine by himself with a wine glass, not caring at all about the sharp sword that stabbed straight over. Seeing that the tip of the sword was getting closer and closer to him, several people standing in the distance were so frightened that their hearts were raised to their throats, cold sweat flowed, and their eyes widened and they looked at the Jiedu envoy who was sitting firmly on Mount Tai, and admired his courage beyond measure.

In the evening, he asked the wine to the sky, the enemy sword to his chest, and his face was calm. After a long time on the battlefield to refine iron bones, bloody battles are heroes. If not, how can we have such courage and courage?

In the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword was less than an inch away from Yu Yong's eyebrows, and several people in the distance were already frightened and closed their eyes.

Xiao Yao stood in the distance and saw this qiē clearly, and also sincerely admired the courage of this festival envoy Yu, and completely hooked Xiao Yao's throbbing heart, with that thrilling scene, he felt that his blood was gradually expanding, the blood flow accelerated, and the blood in his body began to boil. Whether in the past life or in this life, he has a special feeling for soldiers, and he admires this kind of military soul that is not afraid of danger.

Looking at the scene upstairs in Yueyang again, I saw that Yu Yong held the cup and resisted the oncoming sword impartially, and the tip of the sword pierced into the cup and was blocked from entering the inch. The man in black was about to draw his sword and stab again, Yu Yong shot faster, and with a "snap" he smashed the wine glass, grabbed the sharp blade, and twisted it violently again, with a crisp sound of "ding", the sword was broken.

Yu Yong broke the sword, did not give the man in black time to react, and slammed his backhand at the door of his face, with strong force and full of strength, and directly killed him under the palm. The action took place between lightning and flint, and this move alone would deeply shock everyone present, including Xiao Yao, who was far away in the corner, and was no exception. Xiao Yao knew the strength of those black-clothed people, and he couldn't imagine that the black-faced and rugged man in front of him had such skills and could kill them in a moment.