Chapter 470: Unguarded Tower
When the city prison is located in the corner of the west of the city.
Unlike the neighborhoods, there is only one bluestone road outside the prison that connects to the city, and not only are there no houses on either side of this bluestone road, but not even a single tree has been planted. On both sides of the road, there are only two bare yellow earths, and the prison guards can generally see the situation outside the prison at a glance, day and night.
But tonight is an exception, there is no moon in the night sky, not even half a star. Thick clouds flowed in mid-air, obscuring the moonlight and starlight that could bring some light to the world at night, and also provided the best cover for the more than ten people in black.
More than a dozen men in black quickly ran to the nearest street to the prison, burrowed into an alley, and quietly watched the prison that was not too far from them.
The leading man in black stood at the mouth of the alley, poked his head out slightly, and looked into the prison.
The prison not far away was silent in the night, and the dark house only showed a vague outline, like a giant beast lurking in the night, crouching quietly, as if it would swallow the people who approached it into its belly at any time.
After staring at the prison for a while, the man in black in the lead looked to the other side of the street, and saw that there was no one else on the street, so he waved his hand behind him, bent his waist, and ran towards the prison quickly.
On the walls of the prison, every few steps, a lone wooden tower was erected. In the past, these towers were used by the soldiers guarding the prison to observe the surrounding environment, but due to the presence of the Luoyang army, the entire prison has been released, except for those heinous felons and the captured assassin, and it is precisely for this reason that there are no sentry posts on these towers.
Quickly ran to the prison courtyard wall, looked up at the empty tower, the leading man in black frowned slightly, muttered for a moment, suddenly beckoned behind him, lowered his voice, and said to the rest of the men in black: "Go!" Get out of here! ”
The more than ten black-clothed men who had been ordered to come here to kill the assassin were all stunned when they heard the words of the leading man, and did not leave immediately, but looked at him blankly.
The leader didn't give them much explanation at all, and before the dozen or so people came to their senses, they jumped towards a dark place where there were no streets, but private houses were close together.
The figure of the man who jumped out of the jaw had not completely disappeared into the dark night, and more than a dozen black-clothed men who followed him were about to raise their heels, when the door of the prison suddenly opened, and a group of people with torches rushed out of the gate.
Seeing a large group of people rushing out of the prison, the more than ten black-clothed people were suddenly startled in their hearts, knowing that they had been ambushed, and hurriedly rushed towards the dark place where the back of the leading man had just disappeared.
As soon as they rushed out of the two steps, a large net suddenly appeared above their heads. The big net came down from top to bottom, covering the more than ten black-clothed people.
As the net fell, there were countless dragoons wearing red armor and golden feathers on their helmets on the walls of the prison courtyard, where there was no one at all.
More than a dozen black-clothed people were covered in a net, and they didn't have time to restrain their steps, so they tripped over the net and fell to the ground one after another. As soon as the dozen or so people fell, a black dragon rider appeared on the courtyard wall, jumped off the courtyard wall, and quickly rushed towards the black-clothed man who was still struggling in the net.
A sword with a glint glittering in the night pointed at the man in black who was covered in a net, and as soon as the group of dragoons controlled the man in black, hundreds of dragoons with torches who had run from the main entrance of the prison cell had also rushed closer.
Hundreds of torches burned, and the surging flames joined together, dispelling the night outside the prison and illuminating the open space outside the prison.
Zhao Yun, who was wearing a snow-white robe and silver scale armor, separated the crowd and walked to the more than ten black-clothed people who were covered by the net, still falling to the ground, and struggling in the net.
He pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand, and looked down at the more than a dozen black-clothed people who didn't dare to struggle particularly strongly after being fenced, but just kept twisting their bodies.
"General, run one!" Zhao Yun was looking down at the group of black-clothed people, and a dragoon guard officer ran to his side, clenched his fists and bowed to him and said, "I didn't expect that that person would suddenly escape." ”
"I should have set up a sentry above the tower!" Turning his head to look at the tower in the prison, Zhao Yun sighed with a little regret in his expression: "I have underestimated this person......"
The dragoon guard officer who spoke did not respond, but maintained a posture of clenching his fists and bowing, standing beside Zhao Yun.
"Take them back to the prison and wait for you to guard the dragoons!" Looking down at the more than ten black-clothed people in the net, Zhao Yun said in a very indifferent tone: "Interrogation overnight tonight, and report to His Highness tomorrow!" ”
"No!" The dragoon guard on the side answered, waved to the dragoon guard behind him, and shouted to everyone: "Take it back to the prison!" ”
More than a dozen dragoons stepped forward to cut through the big net covering the man in black, and pulled the man in black out of the net one by one.
When he caught the last man in black, the man in black's eyes rolled twice, and he reached out to grab the short sword that fell on the ground on the side.
As soon as his hand reached out, a nearby dragoon stepped forward and stepped on his hand, which had already touched the hilt of the sword.
Stepping on the black-clothed man's hand, the dragoon guard crushed his foot a few times. His heels grinded against the back of the man in black's hand, and the man in black let out a heart-rending howl.
But this was not the end, the man in black was grinning loudly, and another dragoon guard on the side jumped up with the Pu knife, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed the Pu knife with force.
With an even more terrible howl, a thick bloody aura suddenly spread, and the hand of the man in black touching the sword was actually cut off by Qi Brush, along with his arm.
The more than ten black-clothed people who were pulled out of the net first, at the moment when their companion's arm was cut off, their eyes widened one by one, and they looked at the black-clothed man with a broken arm and a miserable howl with a panicked face.
"Take it away!" The arm of the man in black was cut off, obviously not causing much touch to the dragoon guards present, and the dragoon guard officer who had just asked Zhao Yun for instructions waved his hand and shouted again at the dragoon guards present.
The officer was obviously of a very high status among the dragoons, and when his shout fell, hundreds of dragoons answered in unison, and surrounded the dozen or so black-clothed men who had been pulled out of the big net first, and went to the prison.
No one helped the man in black, who had had one of his arms cut off, and the dragoon, who had stepped on his palm, raised his foot and kicked his severed hand aside, then walked behind him, grabbed him by the collar at the back of his neck, lifted him up, kicked him on the hip, and shouted, "Go! ”
The buttocks were kicked, and the man in black with a broken arm stumbled forward at the waist, and the whole person rushed forward four or five steps. Because the broken arm still transmitted unbearable pain to the cerebellar cortex, the pain involved every muscle in the body, the legs of the man in black were weak, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.
"Slaughter it!" As soon as the man in black fell, another dragoon guard stepped forward, and instead of helping him, he stepped on his back, holding the Pu knife in both hands, and pointed the tip of the knife straight to the back.
The more than ten black-clothed men who were escorted away by the dragoon guards were the first to stop, and when the dragoon guards who escorted them stopped and turned their heads to look back, they also stopped and looked at the black-clothed man who had fallen.
The night was dark, but the torches in the hands of the dragoons illuminated the vicinity. In the light of a torch, the figure of the man in black lying on the ground looked so helpless and depressed.
A simple knife that flashed cold light under the firelight pointed straight at the black-clothed man lying on the ground. The dragoon guard, who was holding a sword, turned his head to look at the leading dragoon officer, and his eyes showed a bit of inquiry.
The dragoon guard officer didn't seem to dare to make a claim, turned his face to Zhao Yun, and cast an inquiring look at Zhao Yun.
frowned slightly, and glanced at the black-clothed man lying on the ground, Zhao Yun did not speak, but nodded slowly.
Seeing Zhao Yun nodding, the dragoon guard officer waved his hand at the dragoon guard who was holding a Pu knife in both hands.
Seeing the officer waving his hand, the dragoon guard smiled at the corner of his mouth, holding the Pu knife in both hands, and stabbed the tip of the knife fiercely into the back of the heart of the black-clothed man lying on the ground.
With a soft sound of "poof", half of the Pu knife sank into the back of the black-clothed man's heart, and the black-clothed man who was lying on the ground and was still howling miserably stiffened, twitched a few times, kicked his legs, and the miserable howl stopped abruptly, and after a while, he exhaled the last breath, his cheek was on the ground, and there was no more sound.
The murderous dragoon guard, when he used his hands, was clean and neat, and pierced the back of the man in black with a knife, his expression was unusually calm, and he was not touched at all by the fact that he had just killed someone. Looking back at the more than ten black-clothed men of the dragoon guard, seeing that he stabbed without hesitation, all of them twitched in their hearts, for fear that bad luck would befall them next.
"Drag it away!" The officer, who was originally standing beside Zhao Yun, walked to the corpse, raised his foot and kicked at the corpse, and gave a command to the two dragoons on the side before turning around and waving his hand at the others.
Two ordered dragoons dragged the corpse into the darkness of the night, not knowing what they would do with it.
The rest of the dragoon guards, led by Zhao Yun and the officer, escorted the newly captured man in black and walked into the prison gate one after another.
In the darkness not far away, before the dragoons appeared, the man in black who had fled was lying on the roof of a private house, looking at the torches that were gradually pouring towards the prison, let out a long breath, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
If it weren't for the Luoyang Army's negligence in the layout of the prison and the failure to set up a guard post on the tower, which made him feel that something was wrong, and escaped from the place of right and wrong in time, I am afraid that at this time, he would also be captured by the dragoon guards along with those black-clothed men.
The dragoon guards captured a group of black-clothed men in the prison, but at this time, Pang Tong's residence was still lit by candlelight.
Kneeling behind the low table, in front of Pang Tong, there was the map that Liu Wei had obtained from Pang Degong's residence. On the map, there are countless tiny lines that meander across it. In addition, there are many small letters with the name of the place.