Yao Runeng chased Zhang Xiaojing all the way to the north, and suddenly heard a drum sounding from the watchtower not far away, which was a fixed message! He gripped the reins and listened intently on his horse. This pattern was so rare that he had to think hard to recall the corresponding code in the booklet.

"Fake Watchtower?!" Yao Runeng could hardly believe his ears, which would make this death row prisoner instantly become one of the most powerful people in Chang'an.

But he didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly drove the mount side by side with Zhang Xiaojing, telling him about this new appointment. Zhang Xiaojing didn't have any excitement on his face, and just commented: "Li Sicheng is a person who understands in the end - you tell the watchtower now, let them keep an eye on the broad-tailed carriage!" ”

These Turks robbed the carriages of the Su Ji chariot and horse shop, which were used to transport goods over long distances, and the wooden wheels at the rear of the cars were wide and durable, while the cars walking in Chang'an City were generally sharp and narrow like swallowtails, so as to facilitate walking through the streets and alleys. The difference between the two is generally unknown to people outside the car.

It is a bit difficult for the Wuhou on the watchtower to distinguish such a subtle difference, but this is the only way to quickly distinguish the wolf guard carriage at present.

Yao Runeng stood up from the horse, holding two small red and yellow flags, and began to compare paintings with a little funny. By the time he passed the order, the two had already crossed the intersection of Yanfu Yongping.

The farther north the street, the more people there are, and the festive atmosphere becomes stronger. On both sides of the neighborhood, many soap-clothed workers climbed on the bamboo frame, and were busy picking up colorful lanterns with bamboo poles, and the spring silk of Shangyuan hung down one by one. Below, a group of people in the east and a group in the west leaned under the tree, looking up and pointing at the same time. Artists from the Western Regions are singing and dancing with ropes, vendors selling steamed cakes and pomegranate water are walking around, and restaurants are selling fish sorrel, sheep cheese and roasted camel hooves. There is even a group of teenagers holding a moon cane, playing a bow ball on the street corner, dusty, every time a ball is scored, a few onlookers beat the drum, more energetic than the Son of Heaven playing.

This lively scene of leveling and leveling, in the eyes of Zhang Xiaojing and Yao Runeng, is extremely heavy. If the Turkic Wolf Guard is not caught soon, it will all fall into hell.

The only good news is that the street is crowded by these people and there is only a narrow road in the middle, and it is not easy to ride through it, let alone the carriages and horses. As long as the Turkic wolf guard continues to the north, it will only get more and more blocked, don't try to raise the speed.

At this moment, a low sound of lizardskin drums sounded, and through the commotion, it clearly reached the ears of the two people. The two of them were in good spirits, and Yao Ru could quickly distinguish the direction and look towards the east side of the watchtower.

"In front of Chongxian Fangnan, there are two carriages! Northbound! ”

This is where the benefits of the holiday come into play. If the watchtower had been transmitted back to Jing'an Division, and then passed over, the target would have moved to nowhere.

Yao Runeng shouted loudly, "Jing'an Division is doing things, get out of the way!" The two shook the reins, bumped into a few Haiyu who had jumped into the military drama, ignored the scolding and screaming all the way, and quickly rushed over. They soon saw the two carriages, which were walking slowly. Yao Ru was able to show his heart, took the lead in blocking the front, ordered the coachman to stop, and showed the waist card of Jing'an Division. But soon he was dumbfounded, this was a small band from Luoyang, and the carriage was full of musical instruments and dance clothes, which was for the birthday performance of a certain nobleman.

At this moment, another message entered: "Longevity and virtuousness, three wide-tailed cars, westbound." ”

Longevity Square and Waiting for Grace Square are located on West Fourth Street of Suzaku Gate Street, which is not said to be on their estimated Third Street route. Yao Runeng didn't dare to specialize this time and looked at Zhang Xiaojing.

Zhang Xiaojing waved his hand: "Chase it over and take a look!" ”

Third Street is very congested right now. It is very likely that the Turkic Wolf Guard will first make a slight circle to the west, and then turn back from Huaiyuanfang. The two threw down the panicked troupe and ran sideways to the west.

East-west streets are a bit smoother than north-south streets. The horse's hooves flipped and flew, leaving a long trail of hurried hoof prints on the road. They soon arrived at the entrance of Changshou Zhixian Street, and the nearby watchtower reported the latest developments in time: the three cars had just turned north.

This is exactly the same as Zhang Xiaojing's estimate. His face turned pale, and he copied out*, so that Yao Runeng could hold the cigarette pill in his hand. They ran about a hundred steps north, and Yao Runeng suddenly shouted, "It's that!" ”

At the street intersection not far away, three horse-drawn carriages were parked at the intersection, and the horses' heads were diagonally to the east. They were all the same shape, with long spokes, a wide and thick tail, and several large barrels in the carriages, which were covered with straw curtains. They did not advance, for a convoy of vans coming from the north was turning awkwardly east.

The street crossing is too small, and if two groups of carriages come in opposite directions and turn in the same direction, they must pass in turn. There are hexagonal luan bells hanging in the four corners of this van, and there are several high-headed horse guards next to them, presumably a few noble ladies and relatives who have bought things in the West Market and returned to Dongcheng.

According to the traffic rules of the "Ritual Order", avoid the noble and avoid coming. The three carriages did not hang any flags, and their status was low, so they could only give way obediently.

Zhang Xiaojing slapped the horse's buttocks to speed up and quickly approached. The three carriages stopped diagonally, so that the silhouette of the coachman could be seen from behind, and a familiar face was soon reflected in the one-eye.

It was this person who used a knife to spin off his flesh in the Xiuzheng Workshop, and then escaped with Wen Ran hostage!

As if he had a sense, as soon as Zhang Xiaojing approached, he also turned his head in a ghostly manner, and the two happened to look at each other. Ma Ge'er fell into a moment of consternation, and then shouted. Five or six wolf guards came out of the three cars, poured a large area of pitch-black oil with a water ladle and a wooden basin, and then one man threw down the pine torches, and the ground burst into flames, forming a wall of fire that was not too high.

It seems that they have been prepared for the possible pursuit of Jing'an Division.

Zhang Xiaojing was not afraid, but the horse let out a frightened cry, raised its front hooves, and refused to jump over. Taking advantage of this, the three carriages started suddenly, and despite the fact that the van in front of them was still turning, they slammed into it viciously.

With a frontal impact on the fragile side, the van was immediately knocked to the ground with a thud. For a moment, the screams of the ladies in the car and the neighing of the horses were mixed. The surrounding guards are all blinded, how have you ever seen such a vicious coachman in Chang'an City?

There were guards who still had to pull the reins, and Ma Geer was so murderous that he took out his dagger and stabbed three guards and a female relative to death, and then made the carriage take a few steps back and push forward again.

Zhang Xiaojing saw that the mount was no longer usable, turned over and dismounted, covered his face with both hands, and rushed through the fire wall. Yao Runeng, who was behind him, saw that the enemy was on track, threw out the smoke pill without hesitation, and then drew his knife and pounced. Black and yellow smoke tangled in one place, reaching into the sky.

After Zhang Xiaojing walked through the wall of fire, his eyebrows and hair were burned, and his skin was painful. He didn't care about it, he barely opened his one eye, and saw that Mager's car had already topped the overturned van and moved east. The two cars behind also accelerated, ready to flee.

He took two quick steps and jumped onto the roof of the overturned van. The female relatives in the car were about to get out of it, but Zhang Xiaojing stepped on her head, and she retracted with a miserable scream. The guards roared angrily, but they didn't dare to come over. Zhang Xiaojing stood on the carriage and jumped forward high with his height, landing just at the rear of the third car. The wide tail provides an excellent place to stay.

One of the wolf guards in the car poked his head out and stabbed him with a short wooden spear. Zhang Xiaojing clamped the spear shaft with his armpit, and fired the crossbow in his left hand at his temple, shooting directly in all directions. At this time, another wolf guard also pounced, Zhang Xiaojing threw the crossbow away, leaned over and picked up the triangular stone used to fix it when parking, and wedged it into his eye socket. The wolf guard screamed, and he kicked him off the speeding carriage.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't stop, he stepped on the narrow edge of the carriage, and moved towards the front of the car with his hands on the buckets. The driver in front of him felt that something was wrong, and was about to resist when a sharp barrier knife had already slashed through the back, almost slicing half of his neck.

This series of actions, like lightning and fire, cannot be used intermittently. Zhang Xiaojing glanced at it and found that there was no one else in the car, so he raised his knife and cut off all the ropes of the horse in front of him, and then jumped on the horse's back to chase the second car.

The car ran out of power and slowly stopped. Later, Yao Ru could arrive, but he didn't dare to leave. The car was loaded with several barrels of fierce fire mines, which could erupt at any time. He had no choice but to put a cigarette pill first, called Cui Qi's troops to follow in time, and then looked ahead, and saw that Zhang Xiaojing was already level with the second car, raised his arms high, and raised his thumbs.

This is not a compliment, but a pre-agreed code. Zhang Xiaojing should immediately notify the Jing'an Division to set up a blockade at the intersection of Guangde Huaiyuan Street in front of him and evacuate the people. Up to now, Zhang Xiaojing has no way to guarantee that every carriage will be intercepted, and he must plan for the worst.

After all, the horses were much faster than the carriages, and Zhang Xiaojing quickly approached the side of the second car. This time, instead of using spears, the wolf guards tore off the tarpaulin and poured it with stone grease instead. A black, viscous liquid spilled down from the wagon, and the thing could have had trouble throwing a torch. Zhang Xiaojing didn't dare to get too close, so he could only follow closely.

It can be seen that the carriage is loaded with five barrels of fierce fire mines, which occupy half of the area of the car plate. If these five barrels burst, I'm afraid that this street will be gone.

The two frantic carriages showed no intention of slowing down, and a series of exclamations were heard in front of them, and vendors and pedestrians were knocked to the ground. They were already close to the most prosperous place in Xicheng, and they were not far from the dead line drawn by Li Yu.

Zhang Xiaojing gritted his teeth, stabbed the horse's back with a knife, and the horse roared and jumped forward.

The wolf guard of the second car immediately poured stone grease again, only to find that the horse suddenly turned sideways, but the man on the horseback was gone. It turned out that Zhang Xiaojing desperately turned the horse's head, and he quickly hung on the other side with his clever riding skills, and used the huge horse body as a shield to block the stone grease. Taking advantage of the enemy's momentary distraction, Zhang Xiaojing turned over the horse's back and jumped towards the carriage.

But this time he was not as lucky as the last time, there was a wolf guard standing on the tail, and the two of them collided together, and their bodies fell together in the middle of the carriage, and for a time they staggered the big wooden barrels. The coachman, who seemed to be experienced, immediately made a sharp turn to the left. Zhang Xiaojing couldn't control his balance all of a sudden, and his body fell out crookedly. The other two wolf guards pounced on him and gave him a hard thrust in the chest.

At the moment when his body fell out of the car, Zhang Xiaojing was in a hurry, his hand shook, and a long shadow like a snake flew out.

This is a rope made of cow tendons, and it is the equipment used by bad people in the capital to catch and steal. The old qualified bad people throw out the ropes like their arms and fingers, and even the turtles are juggling to themselves. Zhang Xiaojing is not handsome, and his skills are naturally even more clever.

The rope is usually wrapped around the wrist of the right hand, and when needed, it can fly out with a flick of the arm. The moment Zhang Xiaojing landed, the end of the rope was already wrapped around the davit on the side of the carriage. The carriage was still galloping, he grabbed the handle on this side, and did not let go, the whole person's back was close to the ground, and he was dragged forward by the carriage, leaving a long and shocking drag mark.

The wolf guard in the car took out his dagger and tried desperately to cut the rope, but unfortunately the rope was too flexible, and it couldn't be cut for a while.

The people in the carriage couldn't shake him off, but he couldn't climb into the carriage again. dragged out thirty or forty steps, the back of Zhang Xiaojing's shirt had been worn out, and his back was blurred with flesh and blood. He suddenly fished on the ground with his other hand, grabbed half of the green brick, and smashed it along the castration hook. The brick made a beautiful arc, right in the eye of the horse on the right side in front of him.

The horse was suddenly frightened, and leaned desperately to the right, and the other horse followed suit. The driver couldn't control how he pulled and shouted, and the whole car unconsciously deflected to the right.

At this time, they were on the horizontal street between Huaiyuanfang and the south wall of Xishi, and a huge light wheel was sitting on the right side of the street in front of them. The light wheel is as high as six zhang, and the bottom is set up with a town stone and wood platform, and the upper part is a huge bamboo frame in the shape of a spoke, and the outside is pasted with embroidered paper and spring victory patterns. A few soap-clothed little girls climbed on top and carefully picked up the big lanterns with bamboo poles.

The carriage could not contain its momentum and hit the bottom of the light wheel headlong at a very high speed. This time the downward momentum was extremely violent, and the two horses collided and burst. Where can the wooden lantern wheel support this kind of strength, only a loud bang was heard, and the whole shelf fell down with a bang, and the small guy on top and a dozen or so huge fish and dragon lanterns, Fushou lanterns, and Qibao lanterns crackled and fell, and they all fell on the carriage.

Several wolf guards in the car were crushed by the light wheel rack and couldn't move. Under the violent collision, several large wooden barrels behind the car gurgled and rolled out.

Zhang Xiaojing let go of his hand in time before the carriage collided, and was not dragged into the collision by the carriage. He lay on the ground, his palms were bloody and his back ached. Before he could get up, a familiar smell wafted into his nose.

Not good! Zhang Xiaojing's face changed greatly, leaned over and dragged an unconscious soap-clothed little guy out, while desperately shouting to the people who gathered over: "Get out!" Get out of the way! Get out of the way! ”

A fierce fire is not a reliable ignition and can catch fire at the slightest collision and friction. After a series of chasing and collisions just now, those wooden barrels were already in danger, but now they were hit so hard that the barrel mouth was awakened by the fierce fire, and it could ignite the stone grease at any time. You know, these vats are more than five times more than the amount in the warehouse just now......

Those ordinary people don't know what is at stake, and they are still watching the excitement. Seeing that the warning was ineffective, Zhang Xiaojing untied a cigarette pill from his belt in a hurry and threw it into the crowd. As soon as the smoke pill exploded, it made those people blow up their nests, and everyone didn't know what kind of evil was doing, and they screamed and avoided back.

Zhang Xiaojing heard that there seemed to be movement behind him, and immediately fell to the ground. At the same time, a roar came from behind him, and a hot wind blew up. However, the roar was not as explosive as in the warehouse, but close to the whirring of flames after the fire was poured into the fire.

Zhang Xiaojing propped his elbows on the ground, turned his head carefully, and saw that the five large barrels in front of him had turned into five dazzling fireballs, five blazing flames licking the huge lamp wheel, the paper lanterns and paper skins were the first to turn into flying ashes, and then the entire large bamboo shelf, the carriage and a few nearby elm trees also began to burn, and from time to time there was a crackling sound of bamboo crackling, like firecrackers to ward off evil spirits in the New Year. The flames of black smoke rose into the sky, higher than the wall, and the outer side of the wall had been dyed a shocking black.

As for the person who was pressed under the lamp wheel, except for a small guy who was dragged out by him with great difficulty, the others must be hopeless.

But this is already a blessing in misfortune.

One of the big problems with the fierce fire is that even with the fierce fire as the trigger, the success rate of the explosion is still not high. More often than not, instead of triggering a resin explosion, it is simply set on fire. There were a total of five barrels of stone grease that the wolf guard put on the car, probably because the seal was not good enough - so it was spilled all the way - not a single one of them exploded, and all of them burned on their own.

In this way, although the fire is still fierce, it is showing a trend of spreading, and the power is greatly reduced, otherwise Zhang Xiaojing and the people on this half of the street will be finished.

He stretched out his aching arms and lay on the ground gasping for breath. Although the pursuit just now was short, it exhausted all his physical strength. The last carriage of Mager ran farther and farther, and it must have been too late to catch up, so he could only hope that Jing'an Division would lay down the blockade in time in front of him.

The fire was so big that it soon alarmed the Wuhou shop in Huaiyuanfang. More than 20 Wuhou dressed in fire cloth hurried over, holding splash cylinders and linen ties, and some people carrying water bladders. Today's Shangyuan Lantern Festival, Wuhou Shop in Zhufang has received orders to deal with the fire alarm at any time and be fully prepared.

But when the soldiers saw that the fire was so big, they knew that it was impossible to extinguish it, so they had to draw a barrier to prevent it from spreading, and then wait for it to extinguish itself.

Several of them saw Zhang Xiaojing and the little guy lying on the edge of the fire, and dragged them up, swearing and swearing in their mouths, obviously taking them as the culprits of arson. After Zhang Xiaojing's waist card was lost, he didn't care about making up for it, and he couldn't prove his identity. Fortunately, at this time, Yao Runeng arrived from behind, took out his waist card, drank everyone back, and helped Zhang Xiaojing to the corner and sat down.

Zhang Xiaojing asked the water vendor next to him to ask for a scoop of sweet plum water, and drank it all in one gulp, snorting and panting.

Yao Runeng noticed that when Zhang Xiaojing fled from the explosion area, he didn't forget to drag out a soapy guy he didn't know.

A despicable man who betrays his colleagues in exchange for information, a veteran and ruthless former bad marshal, a saint who speaks to protect the insignificant people, and an operator who is dissatisfied with the court but works hard. All kinds of contradictory images make Yao Runeng fall into cognitive confusion.

He remembered what Zhang Xiaojing said before, and suddenly had a strong impulse to ask Zhang Xiaojing, what is your capital crime? But now this occasion is a bit abrupt, Yao Runeng hesitated for a moment, but still closed his mouth.

Reality did not leave him with a chance to regret it. In the next moment, the drum of the watchtower sounded again, and the drum beat rapidly, and at the same time, at least ten yellow smoke rose into the air in the distance. This means that there is an extremely important change happening, and all the subordinates of the Jing'an Division must put down everything in their hands and rush to gather.

Zhang Xiaojing opened his eyes after the first drum sounded. He saw the yellow smoke rising into the air, and muttered in his mouth: "Guangde Huaiyuan......"

Guangde Huaiyuan is a dead line drawn by Li Mi himself, and it is absolutely not allowed to be crossed to the north. What kind of state of affairs can make ten yellow smoke rise in this sensitive place one after another? What happened to the slippery carriage full of fierce thunder?

Yao Runeng said a little worriedly: "Captain Zhang, you are injured, or should I go over and see what is going on first?" Zhang Xiaojing pressed his shoulder, pressed his hand, and stood up with grinning teeth.

"Let's go." He said in a hoarse voice, Yao Runeng had no choice but to obey.

Their location is on the main road between Xishi and Huaiyuanfang, and it is only more than two miles away from the street. Zhang Xiaojing and Yao Runeng immediately got up and rushed to the east. After running out a few steps, Zhang Xiaojing suddenly stopped, pulled past a Wuhou who was extinguishing the fire, and snatched the fire cloth cloak from his body.

The fire cloth is not bad through the fire, and it is a weapon for firefighting. Zhang Xiaojing did this, which shows that he has decided that there will be great danger ahead. Yao Runeng hesitated for a moment, then also stopped a martial marquis, and semi-forcibly requisitioned another cloak with Jing'an Division's waist card and draped it on his body.

They ran all the way to the junction, and saw in the distance that the soldiers of the brigade were dragging several thorny hedges across the middle of the road. Many ordinary people and dignitaries were blocked aside, and the crowd was full of voices.

Blocking roads, especially such an important one, is the last thing Jing'an wants to do. Since Li Mi has given this order, it means that the situation has reached an almost irreparable point.

Yao Ru was able to get out of the way of the soldiers of the brigade army and let the two of them in. They soon saw that the four sides of the street had been strictly blocked by horse rejection and thorn fences, and that on the south, east, and west sides were Cui Qi's brigade troops, and on the north side were full of soldiers with large shields. These are not the direct subordinates of Jing'an Division, but the elite of the leopard cavalry subordinate to the right Xiaowei.

The north of Guangdefang is Yanshoufang, and Yanshoufang is obliquely to the northeast, and it is only one street away from the imperial city and the palace city. The wolf guards have rushed to such a close distance, no matter how sluggish the sixteen guards of the Nanya are, they should have reacted, and the leopard riders were the first to assemble.

However, with the intervention of the military, I am afraid that Jing'an's life will be difficult.

At this time, the intersection of Guangde Huaiyuan Road was empty, only two half-pasted lamp stands stood on the side of the street, and a double-wheeled carriage stopped in the middle of the street. The tarpaulin had been ripped off, revealing five large dark vats inside. Magar stood between the barrels, holding a flaming torch in his hand. Not far from the carriage, three corpses lay prone on the ground, each with dozens of feathered arrows stuck in their vests.

Obviously, Ma Ge'er drove the carriage to the corner of the street, and was stopped by Jing Ansi, who was waiting for him. After a battle, the other wolf guards were all killed, but they bought enough time for Magar to light the torch and deliver it to the barrel.

This hand shocked everyone, and no one dared to let these five barrels of fierce fire thunder explode in such a sensitive area. With a hideous face, Ma Ge'er put the torch only a few inches away from the mouth of the barrel, and slowly let the horse walk forward. The nearby archers are at a loss, and who can guarantee that they will be able to kill this fang with one arrow? Who can guarantee that after his death, the torch will not fall right at the mouth of the barrel?

Yao Runeng looked forward and saw that in the southwest corner of Guangdefang, Li Yu and the others were standing in a high pavilion, staring at the street entrance. The fire burned to the door of his house, and he could not sit in the temple.

Margar was the last of the wolf guards, knowing that he was going to die, but he had no fear. So many Tang people were buried for it, what a rare opportunity! He laughed, clutching the torch in one hand and gently shaking the reins with the other. Unaware of the tension, he just lowered his head and walked forward. Their direction is still to the north, towards the most prosperous and lively neighborhoods.

Yao Runeng said: "No! I have to tell Li Sicheng that the fierce fire and thunder are ignited, but they may not explode! Zhang Xiaojing stopped him: "But it may not be explosive." This is Chang'an, there is no 100% certainty, and Li Sicheng does not dare to take risks. ”

Yao Runeng hurriedly said: "What should I do?" Just staring at him and watching him go north? Zhang Xiaojing didn't answer, he narrowed his eyes and wrapped the Huohuan cloth cloak tightly.

The situation at the intersection of the street has reached the point of tension, and it can explode at any time without the need for fierce fire and thunder. Motionless and unoccupied, Mager's carriage finally reached the edge of the blockade to the north. The horse slammed into the wall of thorns, and its two front hooves kicked the front of a row of shields.

The surrounding soldiers could obviously kill this Turkic wolf guard with a single blow, but no one could touch him in the slightest. Those five brown vats are five silent impermanences. In this wonderful confrontation, the elite leopard riders kept retreating and scattering, and they were squeezed out of the way by the carriage. The general who took the lead had a gloomy face and did not dare to act rashly.

Li Mi stood on the high platform in the corner of the square and closed his eyes. As soon as the dead line is crossed, the nature of the whole incident changes completely, and a decision must be made. He said in a deep voice: "Prepare the rocket!" ”

Immediately, twenty elite archers ascended the high platform, and the twenty auxiliaries next to them dipped the round cotton arrowheads prepared in advance in pine oil, lit them, and handed them to the archers. As the team gave an order, the archers quickly mounted their arrows, pulled the circle, and aimed at the carriage outside the square.

Sitting back and watching the wolf guard approach the imperial city and the palace city, it is Jing'an Si who does not take the safety of the Son of Heaven and the civil and military officials seriously. The two evils are the opposite, Li Mi would rather let it blow up half of Guangdefang and his own face into the sky than allow it to go north any further.

There was the creaking of the bowstring in his ears, and he knew that if he spit a word out of his lips, the whole thing would be over. Twenty rockets, it is impossible to deviate from the target at this distance, but what will happen next can only be left to fate.

"Childe, it's too dangerous here, so let's ...... first What is that? Tan Qi originally wanted to persuade Li Mi to go down first to avoid being affected by the explosion, but she suddenly saw a movement at the street entrance and couldn't help but exclaim.

Everyone followed the direction of her jade hand and looked towards the street.

A figure rushed towards the carriage at unprecedented speed, without hesitation. He wore a cloak of strange colors, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Magger's attention was all focused on the blockade line ahead, and he didn't notice it for a while. The figure took the opportunity to jump into the carriage, and the long rope in his hand shook, wrapping around Ma Geer's wrist.

"It's Xiao Jing!" It was actually Xu Bin, a short-sighted eye, who was the first to recognize that figure.

When the people of Jing'an Division heard this name, they were all refreshed. This death row inmate has repeatedly performed miracles in the past few hours. No matter how desperate the situation, he can always tenaciously find a way to break the situation. From the main thing to the small officials, all of them are happy and convinced.

Zhang Xiaojing made a brazen move at this time, making the hero image in their minds even more perfect. If it weren't for the etiquette, they would have cheered. Only Li Mi remained silent and looked at the carriage with his hands in his hands, and the twenty rockets were still aimed at the carriage.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't care about Jing Ansi's reaction, his whole mind was on the Turkic bandit in front of him. The slightest mistake could blow up the entire wagon.

He had just put on a cloak, and under the cover of the crowd of onlookers, he quietly approached the north entrance of Cross Street. One of the soldiers in the blockade just now couldn't withstand the tremendous pressure, and the spear in his hand was raised one point, which temporarily attracted the attention of Ma Ge'er. He seized the fleeting opportunity, galloped twenty paces, and with a keen spurt, jumped into the carriage from behind.

Mager immediately recognized the man who had repeatedly troubled them, and he yelled in Turkic: "You should have been killed a long time ago!" Zhang Xiaojing smiled coldly and didn't say anything, but the fierce one-eyed lone wolf-like made Ma Ge'er palpitate for a while.

The two men fought desperately in the carriage. Zhang Xiaojing only needs to pull Ma Ge'er half a foot away, which is enough for other soldiers to come up to help; As long as he could buy half a snap of his fingers, he would be able to dig the torch deep into the barrel. The two of them are like standing on a rope between a deep cliff, and if they are not careful, they will be crushed.

This confrontation only lasted a few short moments. First, Zhang Xiaojing's fist smashed Ma Ge'er's right eye, and the broken iron between his fingers directly pierced the wolf guard's eyes, and then Ma Ge'er hit Zhang Xiaojing's nose with his forehead, causing his blood to burst out. The two of them fought in a completely disorderly manner, but they were extremely fierce, like two bloodthirsty wounded wolves.

Ma Ge'er's wrist was entangled in the shackles, and his movement was restricted, and Zhang Xiaojing took the opportunity to slam his head. Unexpectedly, Ma Ge'er did not dodge or dodge, endured the severe pain of being hit the head, and stretched out his fingers to pick the wound under Zhang Xiaojing's armpit. This wound was exactly what Ma Geer left for Zhang Xiaojing in the Xiuzheng Workshop. This time, the pain made Zhang Xiaojing's eyes darken, and his actions froze.

It makes no sense that Mager didn't take advantage of the victory. He quickly picked up the torch, glanced at the soldiers who were crawling up from all sides, muttered a Turkic word, and threw the torch into the barrel. Zhang Xiaojing screamed, rushed over and smashed Ma Ge'er out of the car, but it was too late.

The mouth of the barrel quickly emitted a sulphur smell, and light smoke curled up.

The soldiers who had climbed up like ants were so frightened that they retreated like a tide. Li Mi on the high platform closed his eyes in frustration, didn't it work out after all?

"Childe, look!" Tan Qi exclaimed. Li Mi opened his eyes again, and everything in front of him made him take two steps forward in a disgrace, and he almost fell off the high platform.

I saw Zhang Xiaojing jump into the coachman's seat, whip the horse, and desperately make gestures to the soldiers in front of him to get out of the way, and drive north.

"What does Zhang Duwei mean by this?" One of the directors of the Jing'an Division shouted.

"Could it be that he wants to get the carriage to safety? Where does this come in time? ”

"Even if it's in time, the direction is not right, this is still north!"

"Isn't that the same thing the Turks want to do?"

If Zhang Xiaojing chooses to retreat now, no one will accuse him. But at the risk of being consumed by the flames, he drove the carriage northward—there was no open space where the five barrels of fire could be safely detonated.

In the midst of the gossip, a strange conjecture surfaced in everyone's minds. This person, but he once openly expressed his dissatisfaction with the imperial court, wouldn't he want to push the boat down the river and drive the carriage to Miyagi to take revenge?

The team of the archers couldn't help but shout: "Li Sicheng, the carriage is about to leave the range!" Li Mi's eyes flashed, and he finally issued an order: "Withdraw the arrow." The team's eyes widened, thinking that they had misheard, and Li Mi repeated again: "Withdraw the arrow." The tone is unmistakable.

Twenty archers had to put down their bows, inexplicably. The principals looked at Li Mi together, Li Sicheng has always been known for his bold decisions, but this time he was too bold.

At this time, Li Yu's heart was also fighting fiercely. He remembered what Zhang Xiaojing said to him: "You choose people, I choose the road, and we all have to be responsible for our own choices." "Since you have made a huge bet on this death row inmate, you will simply gamble to the end.

He believes that Zhang Xiaojing must have his reason for doing so. But with Li Yu's cleverness, he couldn't figure out how to crack this game.

Zhang Xiaojing drove a horse-drawn carriage and galloped wildly through the wide street between Xishi and Guangdefang. Black smoke was coming out of the barrel behind him. The fierce fire and thunder did not sound at the first time, which was a blessing in misfortune, but the fire had already started, and the stone grease was ignited, and it could break out at any time.

Zhang Xiaojing suddenly bent down and tapped the horse's left ear with a rope, and the whole carriage began to deviate and turn to the left.

"Wheel track!" Li Bi suddenly reacted, and then Xu Bin also shouted: "Wheel base!" He saw that the other principals were at a loss, and said two more words: "Xishi, wheel base!" ”

There are two entrances and exits in the West Market, one east and one west, respectively, and a dragon threshold is set up respectively. The dragon sill is a stone sill that sits horizontally under the door, and there are two notches on the sill, and the two slots are five feet three inches apart. In other words, only a carriage with a wheel base of five feet and three inches can enter the West Market. If it's too wide or too narrow, you can't get in. The distance between the two gaps is only four feet, and only narrow cars are allowed to pass through the dragon thresholds of other squares in Chang'an City.

In this way, the wide-distance carriages that transport bulk goods can only enter the east and west markets, and cannot go to other markets; The narrow-distance cars used in Chang'an City can pass between Zhufang without hindrance, but they can only enter the two cities. The diversion of large vehicles, small cars, and cargo passengers not only avoids congestion, but also facilitates the management of the Municipal Bureau and Jingzhao Mansion.

Su Kee Carriage & Horse Shop has always only transported bulk goods, so it is natural that vehicles will be prepared according to the standard of 5 feet 3 inches. If Zhang Xiaojing wants the carriage to leave the main street as soon as possible, entering the West Market is the only option.

The east gate of the West Market, which at this time happened to be about sixty paces in front of the carriage, and it was instantaneously accessible at the speed of the carriage - but! The West Market is also an important town in Chang'an, where there are countless merchants, a mountain of goods, and wealthy businessmen from all over the world. If it blows up in there, it will also suffer heavy losses.

What kind of medicine is sold in Zhang Xiaojing's gourd, Li Mi doesn't know at all. There was nothing he could do now but follow the death row prisoner with his gaze, one way to the dark.

In full view of everyone, Zhang Xiaojing showed a very clever car driving skill. He replaced the whip with a rope and turned the horse a little westward, and the wheels pressed two near-perfect arcs on the loess road. When the car turned completely to the west, the hooves of the two horses happened to cross the threshold of the east gate of the West Market.

The two flying wooden wheels cut into the two notches on the dragon sill accurately, and they fit perfectly. The speed of the whole carriage was not affected by the steering in the slightest, and roared into the West Market.

As soon as he entered the West Market, he did not follow the main road to the cross street, but plunged into the courtyard of the house next to him. First slammed open a dozen large soju urns stacked on top of each other, then stepped down several fences and half a wooden house, and rushed straight down a sloping dirt slope.

What is the condition of those five wooden barrels, Zhang Xiaojing doesn't need to look back to know. After so many collisions, the sulfur flavor has become more and more intense, and it is infinitely close to the limit. In fact, the fact that the fierce fire and thunder have been able to persist until now and have not exploded is already a miracle blessed by the gods and Buddhas.

Death was near, but there was no panic or despair in his single eye, only silence, a stony stillness.

At the bottom of the slope is a canal about six feet wide, and the surface of the canal is covered with a thick layer of ice. This is called Guangtong Canal, which enters the city from Jinguang Gate, and flows into the West Market along the two squares of Jude and Qunxian. In order to facilitate the transportation of timber in the Qinling Mountains, the Guangtong Canal has just been widened once in the second year of Tianbao, the canal is deep and the water is wide, and it can be used for a large ship of 500 stones.

Three hours ago, Cao Poyan jumped into the river here to escape the pursuit. There is still a cracked hole on the ice, which is the trace of Cui Qi falling into the water.

Zhang Xiaojing wrapped his cloak tightly with an expressionless face, and whipped the horse hard one last time. The castration brought by the slope, combined with the horse's painful running frenziedly, brought the carriage to an extremely high speed. It swept past the rammed loess ladder embankment and fell towards the wide expanse of ice without hesitation.

The heavy wagon flew through the air and slammed into the thin ice. With a loud bang, the ice collapsed without accident, and the icy waves turned into countless hands that dragged the carriage deep into the water. At the same time, the fierce fire and thunder in the carriage finally burst open, and a series of fire clouds were half on the surface and half under the water, making a muffled sound, and the circle of ripples expanded rapidly outward.

Like a frightened giant snake, Guangtong Canal suddenly rolled wildly. The water splashed and sparked at the same time, and countless small pieces of ice splashed high, accompanied by thick smoke into the sky. If the poets who wandered around the capital at this time stood on the shore and saw this wonder, they would surely chant a lot of famous sentences.

Not long after the explosion, a large number of elites of Jing'an Division and Right Xiaowei rushed to both sides of the canal embankment. At this time, the ice surface of this section has completely crumbled, and only half of the mutilated wheels are floating on the water, and the whole body is charred black.

The whole thing starts from the ice here and ends underwater here, as if it is the embodiment of the reincarnation of Buddhism.

After a preliminary count, a large crack was found in the embankment of the canal, the water gate was crooked, half of the small temple of the city god near the canal was destroyed, and some trees and boats near the bank were destroyed, and several porters broke their legs - this is the total loss.

How many of those five barrels of fierce fire and thunder exploded are no longer verifiable. But one thing is clear, if Zhang Xiaojing had not sent the carriages into the Guangtong Canal to overcome the fire with water, no matter where they detonated, the losses would have been dozens of times higher than they are now.

The crisis was finally resolved, and everyone breathed a long sigh of relief. Only now did they understand Zhang Xiaojing's intentions - in that critical situation, the Guangtong Canal in Xishi was the only solution, and it was really difficult for him to think of this solution, and even more difficult for him to dare to implement it himself.

People from the Jing'an Division arrived one after another, ready to start cleaning up the scene. Xu Bin ran faster than everyone else, and he rushed to the ditch first, looking anxiously at the river, trying to find the trace of his friend. He searched back and forth several times but didn't see a figure, and his lips couldn't help but tremble. It was he who introduced Zhang Xiaojing to Jing'an Division, and if he harmed his life because of this, he would really feel guilty for a lifetime.

Xu Bin was so anxious that he grabbed Yao Runeng's arm next to him: "My eyes are not very good, you can see accurately, have you found him?" By the way, the West Municipal Bureau is equipped with six grasshopper boats in the Guangtong Canal, so quickly transfer them to the center of the river to find them! ”

Yao Runeng had mixed feelings at the moment, and this death row prisoner had completely convinced him. It turned out that Zhang Xiaojing didn't brag, he was really born and died for the city. Looking back now, in addition to killing Xiaoyi, Zhang Xiaojing's actions in the past few hours are really blameless. Yao Runeng was even more ashamed, he had been suspicious of such a hero.

However, he believes that under such a violent explosion, it is unlikely that there will be survivors. Yao Runeng couldn't bear to tell Xu Bin this judgment, so he kept standing by the river and kept silent, staring solemnly.

If Zhang Xiaojing dies like this, he and his experiences will become a permanent mystery.

There was a sound of footsteps, and when he looked back, he found that Li Sicheng had also arrived in person, standing on the dirt slope from a distance and watching, unable to see his expression clearly. The beautiful maid stood beside her, her goose-yellow brocade jacket particularly eye-catching. Yao Runeng thought to himself, at the beginning, Li Sicheng tried his best to appoint Zhang Xiaojing against public opinion, and even fell out with He Jian because of this, I don't know what kind of mood he will feel when he faces this ending now.

At this moment, on the bank opposite the canal, there were bad people waving their hands and shouting excitedly. Yao Runeng hurriedly put away his thoughts and looked over there at the same time as Xu Bin.

They saw that several unscrupulous people were walking from the river to the shore with a figure in their arms. The figure was wearing a cloak and looked very weak, but at least it could move. Behind them was a tall lotus petal nine-story stone scripture building.

The Tang Dynasty believes in Buddhism and becomes a trend, and an important place like the Guangtong Canal naturally needs to erect a prayer building, and ask the Bodhisattva to bless it, which has the effect of measuring the depth of the canal. The figure just now should have been lying under the stone scripture building, so it was not discovered by the first searcher.

Xu Bin jumped up excitedly, almost wanting to swim straight over. He urged Yao Runeng and asked again and again if it was Zhang Xiaojing. Yao Runeng forcibly suppressed the beating heart and looked into the distance. His eyesight was excellent, and at a glance he could see the gray-brown cloak with several large black holes in it.

That's right, it's the Fire Cloth Cloak.

So, Zhang Xiaojing is still alive?!

It is estimated that he took the initiative to jump out of the car in a moment before the explosion, but was thrown by the shock wave of the explosion to the side of the stone scripture building. The cloak kept him safe from the first waves of the flames, and the eight-sided shape of the stone prayer building was suitable for climbing and keeping him from sinking to the bottom. This is really blessed by God and Buddha!

Xu Bin and Yao Ru could cheer like children, and their joy was beyond words. Yao Runeng breathed a big sigh of relief, such an ending couldn't be more perfect. He began to think in his mind about whether it would be better to congratulate him on his pardon or apologize again.

Little did Zhang Xiaojing know that there were two people on the other side of the river cheering for his survival. He was still dizzy, his body was very weak, and he had to sit down after being carried a few steps. Although I was extremely lucky to avoid the explosion just now, the smell of being burned first and then soaked in ice was really unpleasant. The wounds on the severed fingers, armpits, and back began to bleed again.

A few unscrupulous people diligently removed the wet and tattered cloak and robe for him, and put a dry coat over him. "Captain Zhang, thanks to you, everything is safe now." One of the bad guys said flatteringly, handing over a cloth towel.

Zhang Xiaojing took the cloth towel, wiped the water stains in his eye sockets, and handed it back to the bad guy, but his face was not at all relaxed.

The wolf guard was indeed dead, but he always felt that the whole thing was not over yet. The number of fierce fire mines is not too much, but too few, only fifteen barrels, at most a few squares will be blown up, and it is far from enough to burn Chang'an. Is it really so simple for the Turks to have high hopes for the "Quelehodo"?

It's really that simple, just drive and collide, what kind of square map guidance do you want.

What's more, Wen Ran's whereabouts are still unknown, and there is no trace of any woman, whether it is in the warehouse or in the three carriages just now.

There are too many questions about this matter. Zhang Xiaojing was thinking about how to tell Li Mi about this, when he suddenly heard sonorous footsteps from far and near, and when he raised his eyes, it turned out to be Cui Qi. Cui Qi was in charge of the search on this side of the canal, so he arrived first.

"Cui Lvshuai, the matter is not over yet, take me to see Li Sicheng immediately." Zhang Xiaojing said loudly.

But Cui Qi had a stiff face, and there was no smile. He walked up to Zhang Xiaojing, and as soon as he raised his hand, the soldiers of the two brigades rushed over like wolves and held Zhang Xiaojing's arms down.

"Take it away." Cui Qi didn't even touch his line of sight.