"The prime minister's feet are slow, but he can take the first step."

After Cao Yi finished speaking, he picked up a classic book from a pile of classics on the ground and read it silently.

"In this way, the old man and the soldiers are one step ahead."

Cao Cao, who knew that Cao Yi was not an ordinary person, stood up when he heard the words.

Arch your hand.

Left the shrine with the fierce general Xu Chu.

Soon, there was the sound of a large number of departing footsteps outside.

Cao Yi looked at it for a while, put down the classics, and picked up an incomplete classic, which was "Lao Tzu Xiang'er Note" written by Zhang Tianshi, the founder of Wudou Rice Dao.

Halfway through, in the temple, Cao Yi's voice sounded: "Just get a complete copy of "Lao Tzu Xiang'er Note" and go back." ”

……

In the evening, the sun, which had released the heat of the day, hung down weakly like a dying old man, and the orange-red glow, with the residual temperature, began in the western sky and quickly dyed the whole earth.

Yecheng, a historical city operated by Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, also ushered in the tail of the day.

Whether it was a woodcutter carrying firewood, or a dignitary who went out to play, they all rushed to the city gate while it was still dark.

The evening time always passed quickly, and it was getting dark.

The last group of people to enter the city were surprised to find that the west gate was still open, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, a few miles away in the night, dozens of fire points appeared, presumably torches or the like.

Then, the sound of horses' hooves was heard. Although it is impossible to see how many cavalry came, there were always hundreds.

"There are thieves"

"Close the gates"

……

Many people subconsciously exclaimed.

The captains and soldiers guarding the city gates were indifferent and stood like sculptures.

After twenty breaths, Cao Cao came to the gate of the city with hundreds of cavalry, grabbed the reins of the horse, glanced at the captain and soldiers, and asked, "Before sunset, did you see a man in a blue robe enter the city?" ”

"The Road of Poverty Has Been Reached for a Long Time"

With a faint voice.

A Taoist priest in fluttering clothes walked out of the darkness unhurriedly.

It was Cao Yi.

Cao Cao got off his horse and said, "Let Mr. wait for a long time"

"Standby"

As the words fell, a carriage that had been prepared for a long time drove over from the side of the city gate.

"Sir, please"

Cao Cao raised his hand.

The people around, except for Xu Chu, were all shocked in their hearts, who was this person, and he actually got such a courtesy from the prime minister.

Cao Yi, who had even sat in Qin Shi Huang's carriage, didn't think it was a big deal, and got into the carriage directly.

Cao Cao then got into the carriage as well.

With the two whips of the coachman, the carriage slowly entered the city gate.

Hundreds of cavalry, divided in two, half went around to the front, half remained behind.

Xu Chu rode a horse, closely following the side of the carriage, his eyes glanced at the half-open carriage from time to time, the prime minister rashly rode in the same carriage with a person with unbelievable means, he was not nervous in his heart is fake.

In the carriage, Cao Cao, who was less than two feet away from Cao Yi, was in a diametrically opposite mood. He had seen Cao Yi's amazing methods several times in a row, and knew that Cao Yi wanted to kill him in the mountains, so there was no need to run here.

The carriage had been traveling for a quarter of an hour.

Cao Yi, who had been closing his eyes to recuperate, opened his eyes and closed them again.

Cao Cao suddenly asked: "The old man heard the sound of the hole flute twice in the mountains, but did the gentleman blow it?" ”

Cao Yi opened his eyes: "Exactly"

"Wonderful"

Cao Cao praised.

"Passing the prize"

Cao Yi replied modestly.

The carriage marched a hundred or so paces, and a dense swishing sound came from the left and right directions.

Someone threw arrows at the houses on both sides!

Then, there were screams one after another.

"Protecting the Prime Minister"

There was a big shout from Xu Chu outside.

The cavalrymen closest to the carriage dismounted and rushed over to defend the carriage with their bodies.

A denser whoosh came from both left and right directions.

More screams rang out.

A few of them, even through the gap, shot to Cao Cao's side.

In the romance, Cao Cao, who always fled in panic, sat upright like an old man, motionless, giving Cao Yi the illusion of seeing Yingzheng in the mythical world.

"Kill the Cao Thief"

"Kill the Cao Thief"

……

Deafening shouts of killing came from outside.

Cao Yi closed his eyes and listened, and according to the strength of the voice, his brain made up a picture.

The cavalry-based 100 soldiers could not give full play to their advantages on the narrow long streets.

The Assassins, who were slightly outnumbered by them, retreated.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking wind came from the front, interrupting Cao Yi's brain.

Immediately after, several screams rang out in succession.

A crossbow arrow, several times thicker than an ordinary sharp arrow, pierced the carriage and pointed directly at Cao Cao's heart.

At the last moment, Cao Yi's big hand like iron tongs grabbed the crossbow arrow.

The tip of the crossbow arrow was less than half a foot away from Cao Cao's heart.

"Bed Crossbow"

Cao Yi spit out two words.

Cao Cao glanced at the crossbow arrows, and his face was cold and dripping.

Whoosh...... The sound of sharp arrows coming from the left and right directions came again, this time, in addition to the screams of the soldiers, but also the cries of the two horses pulling the cart.

Immediately afterwards, the whole carriage moved forward, constantly shaking violently.

Cao Yi directly made up for the two injured horses, relying on madness and great strength, crashing into the soldiers guarding the carriage, knocking away the soldiers and assassins who were blocking, and galloping forward.

"Prime Minister"

Xu Chu's roar came.

This was followed by a violent metal impact, and Xu Chu seemed to be in trouble.

In the midst of a constantly jolting carriage.

Cao Yi didn't move.

Cao Cao also didn't move, because he had a palm on his shoulder.

The carriage had not gone far, lost its strength and stopped.

"The thief is in the carriage"

"The thief is in the carriage"

……

There was constant roaring of assassins.

All the Assassins surrounded them, spears piercing in.

The palm in Cao Yi's sleeve was slightly bent.

The dozen or so spears that pierced in all of them collapsed as if they had encountered high-temperature rubber.

"Dead?"

"I didn't hear the cry of the thief"

……

Outside, the chaotic roars of the Assassins could be heard.

Cao Yi continued to use the method of turning decay into magic, and more than a dozen spears slammed into the assassin.

All of a sudden, a lot of screams and falls rang out.

Suddenly, a muffled drum horn sounded.

Immediately afterwards, there were thousands of dense, neat footsteps.

Reinforcements have arrived!

"Wind"

"Wind"

……

Cao Yi, who heard the familiar voice, tore off the broken curtain and saw a familiar picture.

Rows of red-clothed and black-armored foot soldiers armed with spears, led by a captain holding a long sword, pressed over from the end of the long street like an iron wall.

Seeing that nothing could be done, the remnants of the Assassins fled in opposite directions.

But after rushing for less than 300 steps, he was blocked back by rows of foot soldiers in red clothes and black armor holding Zhangba spears.

An eight-haunt long iron-tipped spear stabbed from both directions, and dozens of assassins fell, blood staining the ground.

At the same time, the houses on both sides of the street were constantly being stabbed down by the soldiers who had already poured onto the rooftops.

Half an hour later, all the Assassins were dead.