Yisang, the most prosperous city in the world, has a steady stream of caravans and travelers pouring into the city from all directions every day, even late at night. Therefore, in the hours when the gates of other cities have long been closed, four of the twelve gates of Yisang are still open.

The child is at the right time, and it is at the north gate. Caravans and dusty walkers waited to cross the border, and sleepy soldiers checked the wagons one by one against the papers, and took notes on the personnel.

A traveler came to the checkpoint, and the smell of herbs made the soldier cheer up and look at the strange guy in front of him with alarm. He wears a hat with a veil hanging from the edge of the hat to cover his face. The black shirt enveloped him, his hands were wrapped in gauze, and not an inch of skin was exposed. He was wrapped around an old scarf, carrying a roll of tattered straw mats, and carrying a large medicine sac cross-body.

"Where?" Although the other party did not answer, the soldier had already decided in his heart that he would not be a Yisang.

Under the veil was a man's voice: "Jianghu people, the four seas are home." ”

"Name?"

"No name. ”

The soldier silently wrote down the information in the register of entries into the city, noting "suspicious" on the side.

"What for?" the soldier glanced at the medicine bag beside the man.

"Doctor. ”

"What are you doing?"

"My friend asked me to pick up something from him tonight. ”

"What friends?

"You won't want to know. ”

The soldier stopped writing, raised his head, and pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword. Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers stopped their scrutiny and took up arms to surround them. The rest of the caravans waiting to pass the customs were talking for a while.

The soldier said coldly: "Yisang City is not a place to play tricks, lift the veil!"

"When will I be able to enter the city?" the man remained calm.

The soldier drew his knife and pressed the tip of the knife against the man's left chest: "Lift the veil!"

The man didn't react at all. A merchant with his caravan approached and said to the soldier behind the man, "Sir, a prodigal son, what are you doing with him? Why don't you let my people go first? ”

"Get out!" the soldier shouted without hesitation. A hint of gloom crossed the merchant's eyes.

Suddenly, a brilliant silver firework rushed into the night sky, accompanied by a piercing scream, which instantly attracted the attention of the whole city. The caravans waiting to enter the city outside the four main gates fell into an eerie silence at the same time, and the soldiers looked back in amazement.

"Now I can go in. The soldier's indifferent voice woke the soldier from his stupor, and the soldier turned his head and stared blankly at the veil on the man's face. A spear burst out of the man's chest, piercing the soldier's body. Frightened, the soldier stabbed the steel knife out and stabbed the man in the heart. In an instant, dark blue and bright red blood splattered.

The merchant viciously stirred the spear through the wound and pulled it out. The other merchants behind him also drew their weapons from the van. The soldiers reacted immediately and hurriedly lined up to meet the enemy. At this time, several swill carts were preparing to leave the city, and the "coachmen" took out homemade wooden crossbows from between the barrels and set the carts on fire. The cracks in the barrels were filled with hay, and the barrels were full of flammable and explosives. A strong man rushed to the city gate with a cart and rolled to the side halfway. Out of inertia, the cart rushed into the city defenders like a meteor. The flames erupted, and after the explosions and wails, the thick black smoke was clearly visible even in the night sky. Several smaller barrels cracked, and an ominous purple-black liquid flowed out, and the fire continued to burn along the liquid. The surviving soldiers scattered, crossbow arrows came from their backs, and mercenaries disguised as merchants rushed into the city gates and slaughtered indiscriminately.

"Enemy attack!" a mournful shout echoed through the city gates. The same black smoke rose from the other three main entrances.

The innocent merchant turned around and ran, some daring not to forget to pull away the wagon laden with goods. The wanderer, who had lived away for a long time, sat down on the ground, not knowing what to do. Some people immediately rushed into the city, trying to find the people they cared about before misfortune happened. The walkers, who had seen many things in the world, were stunned in place, and couldn't help but recall the tragedy that happened in Shaoyang not long ago.

Drums sounded, beacons lit up, and the army came in quick support. The mercenaries rushed into the city, killing and fleeing in the streets. Everywhere they passed, screams rang out, crowds fled, and some people jumped directly into the Zhai Buzzard River to survive. The mercenaries who had been lurking in the city in advance set fire to the streets, and people fled from their homes to the streets. When the fleeing mercenaries encountered brothels, casinos, hooks, etc., they were also burned. The number of dead and wounded trampled by the people as they fled far exceeded the number killed by the mercenaries. The pursuing army was stopped by the fleeing crowd, and the palace forbidden army could only build a defense outside the palace walls, unable to cross the flow of people to pursue the mercenaries. For a time, both armies could only break into the market with small units.

In the firelight, the leader of the mercenary squad slashed to death the old man who was staggering in front of him, wiped the warm blood on his face, and laughed hideously.

"Daddy!" a dusty young man arrived from the other side of the alley. His face was blackened with smoke, and cloudy tears slowly dripped down his face, rushing towards the mercenaries in desperation. He didn't expect that when he came home for the first time after going out for many years, he would face such a scene. A mercenary cut his neck mercilessly, and he didn't even get close to his father's body.

"Yi Sang, what you gave us back then, we will return it to you now!hahaha!" the leader of the squad laughed maniacally, and the other mercenaries laughed too.

If it weren't for hatred and despair, who would be a dead man? He was just a ferryman on the Zhaichuan River, and he had a little skill. Trapped in his livelihood, his wife divorced him and married his son to Kaiyi City. He was sad, but his daughter remained with him. It is precisely because of his daughter that he will not become a drunkard who fights all day long. He has no big ambitions, he just knows how to work hard and spend the rest of his life peacefully with his daughter.

As a result, when he grew up, his daughter was slim, and that was his pride. As a result, one day, she disappeared. He reported to the authorities, but the government investigated for two days and then there was no movement. He frantically searched for his daughter in the city of Yisang, and finally, one night, he watched a body drop from a pleasure boat in the middle of the Zhaiyang River. It was his daughter's body. His proudest daughter bit her tongue and committed suicide, and those brutes can even do such a thing. He was so discouraged that he sat on the stern of the ship after reporting to the officer, not knowing what to do. In the evening, he waited for nothing but the officers and soldiers who had come to round him up. In a fit of rage, he killed a few people, sneaked into the Chuan Buzzard River, and escaped from Yisang City by water.

He joined the Desert Blade and became a dead soldier. His original plan was that his son would receive a large sum of money after his death. And when he was sent to attack Yisang, he almost cried with emotion, and revenge became a stronger motivation. Most of his subordinates also have similar experiences, and many of them are also Yisang people like him.

There are many people who live happily in Yisang, and they are not among them, and the unfortunate people do not even have the right to exist.

"Then what you gave to Yi Sang, I can also return it now. An indifferent voice rang out. The ghost in a black ghost mask, a black tights, and a ghost with two knives in his hand will stand at the mouth of the alley, like a god of death.

When the mercenary saw the comer, his laughter stopped abruptly. The figure of the charm general flashed away, and the shadows holding the double knives appeared behind the mercenaries at the same time, indifferently took out the knives, ended their lives and re-condensed into the charm general, and the double knives were already back in their sheaths. Bodies fell one after another beside him. It's a slaughter on different levels.

"I'm sorry I'm late. As he spoke, the general walked past the old man's corpse without looking back, "All those who endanger Yi Sang will die." ”

He was covered in blood, though it wasn't noticeable because the tights were black. The clothes on the back of the shoulders were burned through a small hole, and a burning smell came out. The forehead of the ghost mask made of Kui wood cracked slightly.

Eighty-one charms are not always able to stay in Yisang and be on standby. In addition to the attrition that could not be replenished in time after the dead and wounded, there are also the charm generals who are on a mission outside, and there should be twenty-two charm generals who stay in Yisang tonight. And the twelve people were suddenly transferred to carry out the mission, and they have not returned yet, and the envoys Xi, Falcon and Xiu are also missing, and there are only seven charm generals who can be dispatched, and some of them are still injured.

The strength of this mercenary team is not strong, even if it is the leader, it is just an ordinary person with good skills. There are some teams with strong players, and it takes a bit of work to get started. What's more, in such a chaotic city, with only seven of them, it is impossible to completely clean up all the vandals in a short period of time.

Yi Sang was in a state of confusion, and the man who had been impaled by spears and steel knives outside the north gate was still standing in place, and the corpse of the soldier was lying in front of him. He casually pulled the steel knife and spear out of his body, and the wound healed instantly. He straightened his clothes and walked into the city as if he were shopping. I took off my hat and played with it for a while, and when I passed by a house that was on fire, I threw it into the fire and burned it.

Gray-blue skin, white eyes without pupils, and a face that is usually enough to cause panic are not noticed at this moment. He walked along Fengzheng Street like this. Anyone who approached him with a weapon, whether a soldier or a mercenary, would quietly turn into a gray corpse and fall.

Above his head, a bursting black figure swept through the night sky and swept towards Miyagi. She raised her head and smiled, "Don't forget what I want." ”