Figures continued to rush up and down, blood lines flying through the air like fire.

Sima Li's cough became weaker and weaker, the blood flowed more and more rapidly, the back standing in front of the crossbow machine became more and more curved, and finally the whole person lay on the crossbow machine, relying on the strength of his arms and half of his body to press the machine spring to fire.

But no matter how weak and near death he was, he never fell.

Always winding, loading, and releasing the arrows, even if it is getting slower and slower, but no one can cross the giant crossbow and rush to the halfway platform.

The remaining men of the Freemasonry, in the time he dragged with his life, all entered the small courtyard, climbed down the rope from the back window, Feng Pianpian tried to struggle, was knocked unconscious by Wen Zhen's elbow, and dragged in.

She glanced back when she finally stepped into the ruined courtyard of the courtyard wall.

Seeing Sima Li's last few arrows, he wanted to load the crossbow machine together with difficulty, but although the crossbow machine could shoot multiple arrows, it required a master's great strength to do it, Sima Li was naturally no problem at the time, but at this moment it was already the end of the strong crossbow, his hand trembled, and the blood on his back flowed like a stream along the iron-black body of the crossbow machine, gurgling into the same dark earth under him.

Wen Zhen only glanced at the position where the arrow of his crossbow machine was pointing and knew what he wanted to do.

At this time, the other party also saw that he wanted to shoot the last crossbow machine diagonally opposite, so he naturally made up his mind. Countless people poured out from behind the dark bunker, desperately climbing onto the crossbow machine in front of Sima Li, intending to cut him under the sword.

And Sima Li couldn't fire the remaining crossbow arrows together with all his strength, and couldn't help but let out a desperate roar.

Wen Zhen suddenly grabbed the starling who was trembling under the porch, tied a small bag to its paws, pointed at Sima Li, and signaled to it: "Fly lightly, don't shake." ”

Starling rolled his eyes reluctantly, and just wanted to scold, Wen Dan rolled around on its head.

Starling immediately swallowed back his greetings to all the female elders of Wen Zhen, flapped his wings and flew steadily, flying steadily behind Sima Li, his paws poking out and knocking on his back.

The small bag fell into Sima Li's hand, and when he glanced at it, his eyes lit up.

But he did not give up the action of loading the bolts, on the contrary, he ignored those who were about to climb over his crossbow machine and made a gesture of imminent fire.

The crossbow machine is a heavy weapon of the military, the cost is high, the whole Dongtang is only 30 units, more than half in Tianjing, the crossbow machine operator and the direct commander have full responsibility for the crossbow machine, once there is a non-war damage crossbow machine damage, to bear a considerable responsibility.

Sima Li seems to know this, so if he wants to delay time and retaliate, he has to concentrate the target on the crossbow machine, if all the crossbow machines are destroyed tonight, this army will not be able to please him when he goes back.

"Snort." One man crossed his crossbow machine and slashed him in the shoulder.

Sima Li didn't move.

Another person flipped over, the long knife slashed horizontally, Sima Li couldn't leave, he could only barely dodge, clicked, half of his arm left his body, rolled and fell to the ground.

Sima Li still didn't move.

With the only remaining arm, he was still slowly pulling the trigger of the crossbow machine.

More people flipped over.

One knife, another knife, countless knives.

Knives flying, blood flowing, pale half-mountain under the moonlit night, black bends circling in the middle of the mountain, iron-blue mountain walls, gray fog that has not dispersed, cold killing weapons, dense crowds like killer ants, bright red flowers and blood.

It's a poignant and glamorous picture.

This is the picture that Wen Zhen saw before he was about to leave at the end.

She also saw Sima Li, who was already out of human form in the crowd, and finally slowly stretched out half of his stump arm and gestured to her.

He was missing a hand, and he was missing a finger, and the gesture had no meaning.

But Wen Zhen already understood.

Immediately, there was a "boom".

There was a bang, and the sound shook the world.

It was a more ferocious movement than the previous powder explosions, and the entire Wufeng Mountain seemed to tremble in this loud noise, and everyone was instantly deaf, and the heavens and the earth in their eyes seemed to be wrinkled.

In that small bag, there are gunpowder bullets that have been studied and improved by the original I-shaped team, which are purer, more condensed, and more lethal.

Wen Zhen was originally going to keep it in case he encountered the Xichuan army, but at this moment, he gave it to Sima Li.

Black-red fireworks rose from the platform in the middle of the mountain, like a huge poisonous mushroom that could devour people's lives, the center of the poisonous mushroom splattered countless flesh and blood, stumps and broken arms, before the real disaster, there was no imaginary shouting and shouting, everything was swallowed up in an instant, everything was carried out at the moment when the earthquake sounded.

And that's the end of it.

The entire cliff was silent.

Suddenly, there was another bang, and a flash of lightning split the sky.

Like a majestic drum, a majestic elegy is played.

It was raining.

The rain in the mountains came quickly, and not long after the lightning flashed, the rain came with the clouds, and it poured violently, pouring everyone to the heart.

The flesh and blood on the platform of Feiliu Peak were carried away by the torrential rain, and slowly flowed into the mountains and rivers along the shallow ditches carved by crossbow arrows.

In the coming year, the flowers will be more leafy and the trees will be straighter.

At this moment, it was difficult to tell whether the rain was good or bad for the Freemasons, muffling out the various voices of the Assassins at the rest of the peaks, so that they could deal with those who were sleeping and unknown more quickly; And for the Feiliu Peak mid-mountain platform at this moment, the thunder and heavy rain swept away the black smoke and mad blood in the scene just now, and even made a natural cover for the loud explosion just now, so that the assassins on the rest of the mountain thought that it was also a thunder, and did not immediately rush to the mid-mountain platform.

The rain came strangely, but Wen Zhen didn't have time to be sad or amazed, and with that loud noise, she looked down there, took off the hook that was hooked on the windowsill, and replaced it with a rope wrapped around the pillar in the room.

With that loud bang, she jumped one last time and jumped out of the back window in the torrential rain.

That loud noise woke up Feng Pianpian who was carried down by the brother in the gang, but she didn't look back, only buried her head deep in the brother's back.

The man gritted his teeth and said nothing, and the water on his face didn't know if it was rain or tears.

Wen Zhen went down the cliff, looked down, Yi Renli, who was responsible for leading the way at the front, had already gone down half of the cliff, but according to her instructions, he did not go all the way down to the bottom of the cliff, but at the half of the cliff, turned a corner, where he could see the cableway, threw a hook, and after several temptations, hooked a ropeway chain that had not been destroyed.

The cableway crossing can not go under normal circumstances, first, there must be someone waiting for the rabbit, and secondly, the basket and iron cable must be damaged, so Wen Zhen chose to go down the cliff after the mountain and then go up the ropeway, the other party is in a hurry, and will not have time to destroy all the ropeways, some are not the iron chains of the key ropeways up and down the mountain, and they may still be intact.

Sure enough, Li Xiao had already tried it out with a hook, and a few hooks were hooked on the Hengshan iron chain, and the good ones swung directly over, and the poor ones climbed slowly.

On the ropeway, the rings will be distributed, which is the last time Yan Sui took Wen Zhen to slide all the way over, and made another batch, just in case, after all, he is in the bandits' den.

The five peaks are big, and no matter how many troops can't completely block the whole mountain, but all the escape routes on the surface must be guarded to the death, and in the case of going up the mountain, going down, and halfway up the mountain, the platform in the middle of the mountain is not passable, and it is the only way to go up the ropeway and enter the peak that no one else can think of.

Wen Zhen looked up for a while, and felt that his luck was very good, because the ropeway that had no problem was precisely the one that led to the middle of Suifeng.

She remembered saying before going down the mountain in English that there was a secret passage in Suifeng.

Since the ropeway was not destroyed, it means that the road that English leaned out of was top secret, and Tu Jue did not know.

The people below were anxiously waving to Wen Zhen, in their opinion, Wen Zhen came out too late, and it was easy for him to be caught up by the pursuers. And everyone climbs down one by one, and they can't surpass it if they want to.

Wen Zhen lifted her breath downward, although everyone urged her hard, she climbed very slowly, and her movements were very light, as if she was afraid of pulling the rope off.

But everyone knows that this rope is mixed with extremely flexible gold wires and tendons, and it can't be broken. But I can only do it in a hurry.

The last man also swung onto the ropeway, and the crowd slid and craned their necks to look at her anxiously.

Wen Zhen listened to the movement behind him.

A large number of people were killed on the platform, but with such a big movement, the rain could not cover it, and there would still be people nearby to rush to reinforce it. She could already faintly hear the noise of footsteps and shouting from above.

At this time, the rain also stopped abruptly, and the rain in the mountains really came and went quickly.

The water-soaked rope and the ropeway were slippery, and she climbed more and more carefully, and when she was halfway there, there was a shouting sound overhead, and the rope shook violently.

Soon someone descended the rope and climbed much faster than her, and soon it was no more than a foot away from her.

There was an exclamation on the cableway, and even the laughter was so shocked that he shouted: "Hurry, Sanniang!" ”

Wen Zhen suddenly let go of the rope.

In the exclamation, the moment she fell, she had already thrown another hook and hooked it on the ropeway.

But she didn't rush over, but hung on the rope, facing the direction of the small courtyard, as if waiting quietly.

The mountain wind swayed between the deep valleys, whistling like a song.

Wen Zhen's slightly thin body was also swaying slightly in the wind, like a leaf of fluttering grass.

The smile and coldness in his eyes are condensed, like this cliff that has not collapsed for thousands of years.

Everyone was anxious to want her to hurry up, but at this moment, they suddenly felt something, and they all quieted down, and waited while escaping quickly.

The black-clothed men on the rope quickly climbed down, and along the rope a long strip of dense ants, the front one was already close to Wen Zhen, and he was also well prepared, pulling the rope from behind his waist.

But suddenly there was a bang. ，

It was not the earth-shattering sound of the explosion of a gunpowder bomb, but the sound of an extremely heavy object breaking and falling to the ground, and then the rope full of people slid down quickly, and the people who were caught off guard screamed and fell down the cliff.

There are also people with relatively high martial arts who try to grasp the cliff, but then a huge pillar flies out of the top, rolling down the cliff all the way, and the group of people who tried to cling to the cliff wall are smashed down with blood splashes again.

A moment later, the dull sound of a heavy object falling from the bottom of the cliff came from the bottom of the cliff, and the people who were still hanging in the air jumped involuntarily.

The cliff is filled with smoke and dust, the houses are still collapsing, and the collapsed bricks and tiles are also pouring down the cliff, smashing those who escaped the two rounds of accidents and survived the two rounds of accidents.

Three rounds of death harvesting, countless people fell to the bottom of the cliff with smoke and dust, like a broken black butterfly floating in the night fog, and the miserable cries were intertwined with a long sound, echoing in the entire Wufeng Mountain.

The Mid-Levels Ropeway is as quiet as death.

When those people fell, Wen Zhen's body swayed, and he had already swung onto the ropeway, and he didn't take a second look at the disaster he had caused.

The pillar tied to the rope was naturally manipulated and broken, and if the carrying weight was too heavy, it would break, but if the other party wanted to be fooled, someone had to climb down in front of everyone, and those people would naturally climb down.

She was light and nimble, and climbed down safely, waiting for more people to get on the rope until she pulled the pillar down, triggering a chain reaction.

She swung up the ropeway to Suifeng, caught the rings thrown by Li Xiao, and the last one slid to the opposite Suifeng.

People did not disperse, they were still waiting in the mountains and forests, under the leadership of Feng Pianpian, kneeling and kowtowing in the direction of the middle of the Feiliu Peak.

Knock, knock, knock.

The sound of his forehead touching the ground was deep, like the man who stopped in the middle of Feiliu Peak with his own flesh and blood, fighting for the life of his sons, and finally his flesh and blood turned to ashes.

When they raised their heads again, everyone's eyes were blood-red.

When people stood up again, they all gathered around her at some point.

Hu Sanniang's calmness and counterattack when the crisis came, so that everyone naturally chose the strong to cling.

Wen Zhen sighed in his heart, things have come to this point, and it is impossible to draw a line with the Freemasonry. In this case, there is great strength in numbers, so let's break it together.

Don't worry too much, only by living, can there be more possibilities.

Wen Zhen has always been a person who looks slimy but is actually refreshing, and after thinking about it, he put it aside, so he asked everyone to report his mountain first.

At present, there are nearly 200 people in front of them, all of whom are middle-level leaders and elite leaders of the Freemasonry, and the most important backbone of a big gang.

Thanks to the Feiliu Peak platform is big enough, the weather is hot enough, and the wine problem is big enough, these people will not be able to return to their own mountains and sleep directly on Feiliu Peak.

Among them, there were more than thirty people who belonged to Suifeng, and Wen Zhen asked them to brainstorm and think about whether Suifeng had a secret path.

The people of Suifeng take care of their own mountain, and they go up and down in Suifeng every day, if they really want to talk about the road, they must be the most familiar with it, Tu Jue lives in the Four Holy Churches for a long time, and his subordinates are also in Zangrui Peak, so it is impossible to know the secret passage of Suifeng.

Wen Zhen was a little sorry that he didn't ask more English at that time.

Everyone pondered for a long time, and most of them shook their heads, saying that Suifeng had gone all over the top and bottom, and had never found any secret passages. Wen Zhen doesn't necessarily need to know where there is a road, but any suspicious things that he finds or hears about on patrol chats can be used to talk about it.

Suddenly, a person hesitated and said, I once heard a brother who was a little stupid say that there is a stream in the mountain behind Suifeng, and the water will do tricks and will always run away. At the time, it sounded like a joke, so I laughed it off, could this be a problem?

Regardless of whether it is true or not, you must always go and see, at this time, the lights of the mountain have been lit, and you can vaguely see the black pressure under the lights of the snake-like crowd, indicating that the assassin's assassination of the whole mountain has come to an end, and the next thing is that the army will enter the mountain to sweep and search the mountain, and the main strength of the Freemason League has been pulled out, so the prince's army of bandits can enter the mountain so unscrupulously.

The people of the Freemason also understood this truth, and Feng Pianpian looked at the torches, and her dark eyes were as red as blood.

They went to the vicinity of the stream, which was shallow and flowing, and there was no sign of running away.

At the end of the stream is a cliff, the cliff wall is very steep, almost 90 degrees straight up and down, the stone wall is extremely smooth, there is no possibility of climbing at all.

Not far from the bottom of the cliff, a river slowly winds around the nearby Luochen Peak.

The people searched up and down, but they found nothing.

Suddenly, Wen Zhen straightened his waist and looked into the darkness, his eyes narrowed.

"Who?!"

Everyone was stunned, and they all froze, looking nervous.

At this time, everyone had already heard the movement, in the sound of the long grass, there were some subtle friction sounds, the sound of grass blades breaking, there were still a lot of listeners, and there were all directions.

People's breathing became heavy.

Wen Zhen's guards were about to draw their swords vigilantly, but Feng Pianpian stopped them and made a posture of calming a little, and after a while, Wen Zhen saw the tall and shabby Golden Altar Altar Lord, with many people appearing in the dark, the Golden Altar Altar Master was holding a little girl in his arms, and he was still holding a weak and pale woman in one hand. Everyone looked embarrassed, mostly injured.

This group of people was even more vigilant than Wen Zhen and the others, and they clung to the bloodstained weapons in their hands, and they didn't let go when they saw Wen Zhen at the front.

When Wen Zhen saw them, he was overjoyed.

It seems that the losses of Freemasonry are not as heavy as they imagined, and there are still people who can survive.

She took a step forward and was about to say hello, when suddenly a cold wind blew on her face, and the cold light flashed, and a knife light like snow splashed down on her head!

Wen Zhen subconsciously retreated, but found that there was a cliff behind him.

When there was a loud bang, a starry flower flashed above her head, and the cold air of the terrible weapon cut through her face, and a strand of hair fell to the ground in her ear.

Feng Pianpian stood in front of her, and her double knives held the sudden cold axe.

There were a few loud shouts next to him, and Yi Renli Geng Guang and the others were furious, and this time it was Wen Zhen who stepped forward to stop them.

Feng Pianpian shouted coldly: "Mu Zhuo, what are you doing!" ”

Mu Zhuo, the master of the Golden Altar, was also drinking: "Three masters, why are you here!" How are you with Hu Sanniang! ”

"Sanniang saved us, we are looking for the secret passage of Suifeng."

"It can't be!"

Wen Zhen heard that Mu Zhuo's tone was wrong, and when he stepped forward, Mu Zhuo's axe was immediately raised.

"Hu Sanniang! Did you drugged the wine and open the door to lure the killer into the mountain! ”

Wen Zhen crossed his arms and looked at him.

"How come I don't know about such hot gossip? Who shared it with you? ”

"Less flamboyant. We heard it with our own ears! Those who broke into the mountain kept obeying Sanniang's orders! ”

Wen Zhen was stunned and almost applauded the prince.

This time he must have used up all the stock of his wisdom.

On the one hand, she colluded with the Tang family to use the traitor to poison the whole mountain, and on the other hand, she also identified the traitor as her in front of these unlucky people.

After all, she came from an unknown place, and she has many ways to go up the ladder, and she has not yet gained the true trust of the Freemasonry.

Whether it is an assassin or a whole mountain encirclement, it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net, and once these fish that slip through the net meet Wen Zhen, they will definitely regard her as a great enemy of life and death.

Then she will not only have to deal with the prince's killers, but also be hunted down by the Freemasons, which may last a lifetime, so that she will not be at peace at any time.

"yes." She crossed her arms and said coolly, "I'm in Suifeng, but I can remotely control the assassins and soldiers of the entire Wufeng Mountain to attack you, and by the way, I also mixed up with the Feng San master, and I can also trick the Feng San master to block the axe for me." When I think about it, I'm so good. ”

Mu Zhuo obviously couldn't answer this, blinked his eyes, Feng Pianpian sighed, and told the previous thing, everyone listened and listened, the knife hung down, Mu Zhuo's face was pale and stunned for a long time, and then he said miserably: "I have to get up every night to take care of Neiko, so I drank less, and on the way back, I fell into the stream and injured my arm, so I was much more sober." I knew something was wrong, so I ran back to inform my family and my brothers, but I was too slow to bring out half of my brothers, and the Assassin went up the hill ......"

Feng Pianpian's face looked a little better, and she turned her head and explained to Wen Zhen: "The Freemasonry has seen that the situation has not been good in recent years, and we have also been prepared for danger in times of peace, and some of our leaders have arranged secret strongholds in each peak, and they have also set a meeting place in Suifeng when something big happens, which is near this stream......

"Wait." Wen Zhen realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly interrupted her and asked, "Why did you make Suifeng a refuge here, and who proposed it?" ”

The person who proposes it probably knows where the secret passage is!

Feng Pian was stunned, as if she didn't know much, but Mu Zhuo suddenly said:

"It's the big boss."

……