Chapter 5: The Quest (4)

"Abandon the horse!" In an instant, Zheng Ziming's hairs stood on end. [No pop-ups.] Instinctively let out a shout, and the back and hip bones exerted force diagonally at the same time, kicking and hiding.

"Puff puff!" The sound of the feather arrow shooting into the ** was endless, followed by the screams of people and the sorrow of war horses, "Ah-" "Mother-" "Uh-huh-"

"Abandon the horse!Take the bow and arrow and the weapon, and enter the house on the right!" Before the mount fell, Zheng Ziming fell to the ground on one knee, and then rolled quickly to the right, "Go to the house to avoid the bow and arrow, and then find a way to counterattack!"

"Abandon your horse, take your bow and arrows, and your weapons, and go into the house on the right!"

"Abandon your horse, take your bow and arrows, and your weapons, and go into the house on the right!"

"Abandon your horse, take your bow and arrows, and your weapons, and enter the ......"

All around, a low echo sounded. All the soldiers who were not killed on the spot, whether they were injured or not, as long as they could still get up, all repeated while decisively retreating towards the houses on the right side of the official road.

Another row of feathered arrows flew into the air, shooting the fallen war horse into blood. However, for the killing of personnel, it is far less than the previous round.

In addition to Changshi Fan Zheng, who was hired with a lot of money, Zheng Ziming and the group of brothers around him are all masters of survival on the battlefield. Without the help of the brain, the body will instinctively change direction and altitude during the rapid movement, moving left and right, undulating and unstoppable, so that the sneak attacker cannot aim at all.

And the number of dead soldiers who can hide from the sentry post of the Cangzhou army and lurk at the gate of the county town to assassinate them is not too many. The feathered arrows fired in a hurry could not cover the entire area. As a result, the assassins could only watch as Zheng Ziming sandwiched an old Confucian under his armpit, and disappeared after a few consecutive rolls.

"Mother-"

"There's an Assassin—"

"Run!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Spare your life—"

“......”

At this time, the many people who had crowded around the city gate to see the true face of the defense envoy finally recovered from the shock. A series of muffled screams came out of his mouth, and he ran away.

"Kill Zheng Ziming!" "Kill Zheng Ziming!" "Kill Zheng Ziming and eliminate harm for the people!" The assassins failed to make two consecutive rounds of cold arrows, and they were all red-eyed. While struggling to converge towards the location where Zheng Ziming and the others had disappeared before, he raised his steel knife and slashed at the innocent people around him.

。 "Ah-" "Spare your life——!" "Heroic grandpa spare your life!" Look at the lively people, where are these fierce and vicious opponents? In the blink of an eye, they were killed and bled like a river. Some of them fell to their knees and begged for mercy, but were killed without hesitation by the Assassins who rushed at them. Some of them panicked and turned around and fled for their lives, and were driven by the Assassins like sheep to the houses on the right side of the official road.

Zheng Ziming's own soldiers also had bows and arrows in their hands, and hiding behind the courtyard walls of the houses to resist stubbornly would cause great trouble to the Assassins. Therefore, the assassins, who lacked the weapons to attack the fortifications, decisively chose to drive the people as the vanguard.

For them, the people of Cangzhou are tools, and it doesn't matter how many they die. For Zheng Ziming, the Cangzhou defense envoy, accidentally injuring the people by throwing arrows is equivalent to deliberately murdering the people under his rule.

This trick really worked, and several Cangzhou soldiers drew their bows from behind the low courtyard wall and were ready to fire, but because of their scruples about killing the people by mistake, they loosened the bowstring again. Several other Cangzhou soldiers finally aimed at the target, but the feather arrow was blocked by the panicked people during the flight, and they found nothing except the miserable screams.

"Zheng Ziming is here, if there is a kind of horse, let the horse come!" Seeing that the people were already close to the courtyard wall, Zheng Ziming's face suddenly flashed at the entrance of a wide open door. I saw him and waved his right arm violently. Half of the adobe bricks rose into the air with the sound of the wind, passing over four or five innocent people, and smashing an assassin hiding behind him all over the face.

"Zheng Ziming is here-" "Kill Zheng Ziming!" "Kill Zheng Ziming!" "Kill Zheng Ziming and eliminate harm for the people!" The assassins suddenly found the target of assassination again, abandoned the people, and rushed up.

They were greeted by two old elm door panels. Thick and heavy, it smashed the two Assassins who rushed to the front into the air. By the time the rest of the assassins slammed into the door and rushed into the courtyard, Zheng Ziming's figure had long since disappeared. All that was left were a few pieces of adobe that had just been broken from the courtyard wall, and a broken latch.

"There, there, the surname Zheng is there!" Outside the courtyard, there was another shout of excitement. But the assassins who didn't have time to rush through the door saw Zheng Ziming's agile figure.

When the Assassin leader heard this, his confidence rose again. Turned around and rushed out of the courtyard, leading the team to chase in the direction pointed by his accomplices. Several adobe bricks flew in quick succession, knocking down two or three of his accomplices. Pan Mei, Zheng Ziming, and several other personal soldiers appeared on the courtyard wall not far away, condescendingly, aiming at the assassins' heads with mud bricks.

"Shoot them, shoot them, don't live!" the Assassin leader shouted in a fit of rage, brandishing his steel sword. More Assassins gathered forward and fired their bows and arrows. Zheng Ziming, Pan Mei and others quickly climbed down the courtyard wall, and disappeared before the feather arrow fell.

"Kill Zheng Ziming!" "Kill Zheng Ziming!" "Kill Zheng Ziming and eliminate harm for the people!" The assassins rushed into the courtyard with a shout under the cover of feather arrows, but once again lost their goal.

Not long after, Zheng Ziming, Pan Mei and others reappeared on the roof of a house not far away, and smashed the nearby assassins with bricks and tiles.

Enraged, the Assassins gathered together to shoot with their bows intact. Zheng Ziming and Pan Mei disappeared again before they could, leaving all the feather arrows wasted in mid-air.

The Assassins rounded the house and searched around. Zheng Ziming and Pan Mei appeared together, and the broken bricks and tiles at hand were endless. When the Assassins managed to assemble another group of archers, Zheng Ziming and Pan Mei decisively withdrew, not giving them a chance to make a difference.

Tossing and turning, the two sides tossing back and forth. In a short period of time, they are helpless to take each other. The people, who were co-opted by the assassins, took advantage of this opportunity to jump over the wall, drill the dog hole, and escape before the assassin leader could react.

"Think of a way to send someone to the city to move rescue soldiers!" Without the fetters of the people, Zheng Ziming's response was immediately much calmer. The group occupied a high-walled compound, and while bending their bows and arrows, they shot at several Assassins through the wall. While lowering his voice, he commanded Pan Mei beside him.

"I'm afraid it's difficult!" Pan Mei lifted a door panel that had just been removed, blocking the oncoming feather arrows for Zheng Ziming. At the same time, he lowered his voice and responded, "For so long, there hasn't even been a gong in the city. It must be something wrong with our own people. Either the dragons are leaderless, or there is collusion with the assassins!"

"Who is stationed in the city?" Zheng Ziming was shocked when he heard this, his eyelids jumped, and he asked in a low voice.

"Li Fang, Li Jin, you two lead people to occupy the beam on the left. Pan Liang, Pan Yi, the two of you occupy the one on the right. When someone approaches, they greet them with cold arrows. If you are targeted, hide on the other side of the beam, and then fight back in a different position. Pan Mei knows the situation of her own army well. While directing the brothers to kill the enemy, he responded quickly, "This county is too small and there are no garrisons. The county lieutenant's surname is Li Yishan and he is from Lijiazhai. It was the old brother we brought over, who was originally the head of the capital under Li Shun'er. A while ago, because of a leg injury, I quit the army!"

Li Yishan...... Zheng Ziming frowned, and a simple face quickly flashed in front of him. He also had an impression in his head about this person. Xiang Yong, who was born in Lijiazhai, has performed well both in training and in combat. So he was promoted to the head of the capital very early. After retiring due to injury, the position he was assigned was not too low.

It stands to reason that such an old brother would not betray easily? How could he collude with the assassins without any warning in advance? If Pan Mei's judgment was true, the assassins' ability to win over and corrode was too strong, and it was simply impossible to prevent it!

"It can't be a betrayal by the county lieutenant, otherwise, he shouldn't have been assassinated at the city gate. Instead, let's put us in the city first, and then catch turtles in the urn!" In confusion, Chang Shi Fan came from his hiding place, holding a head of hay foam, panting and reminding.

"Indeed! huh-" Zheng Ziming nodded quickly, and then let out a long breath.

If you can't even believe an old brother at the level of the head. He, the defender, has failed too much. Even if they escape today, sooner or later they will have their heads cut off in their sleep.

However, before his breath fell, Pan Mei had a gloomy face and gave a more desperate answer. "That is, the county lieutenant has been arrested, or has already died! Most of the officials and helpers in the county town are locals. At present, the county order has not yet arrived, as long as someone suddenly kills the county lieutenant, the entire county government will be completely paralyzed. ”

"Then find a way to kill it, capture the thief and capture the king!" Zheng Ziming did not question his judgment this time. After a few quick glances from behind the courtyard wall, he made a decision in a low voice.

The people, with the exception of those who had been hacked to death and wounded by the Assassins, had fled cleanly. Therefore, the strength of the opponent can be seen clearly at a glance. There should be a total of more than 100 people, all dressed in green clothes, dressed as ordinary villagers. However, they only had uniform horned bows and horizontal swords in their hands, but they clearly told others that this was an army, and it was like a fake.

"Whoosh...... Several feathered arrows fell into the courtyard, billowing green smoke.

"Set fire, set fire to them!" After a long stalemate, the assassin leader was in a hurry, and actually mobilized his minions to launch a fire attack on the hiding place of Zheng Ziming and others.

The weather is dry and dry, and it is the best time to set fires. Soon, there was a fire on the two thatched-roof barns. The smoke rolled up the red star, spreading in all directions, smoking the people in the courtyard so that they could not breathe properly, coughing incessantly, and tears rolling.

"His grandmother's, he has met a murder expert! Li Fang, Li Jin, you two protect the adults to break through. Pan Mei's face changed in an instant. Blocking his body with the door panel for a few steps, he was ready to take the lead and rush out of the courtyard, and fight with the assassin to break the net, "The rest of you, follow me to kill and lead the assassin away." Don't enter the county seat, let's go to Zhaojiazhuang, twenty miles away!"

"Let's go!" Zheng Ziming stretched out his hand and pulled it, but he didn't hold it, and watched Pan Mei hold the door panel high and rush towards the assassin team.

"Adults, go quickly, don't let Pan Meibai die for you!" Fan Zheng jumped up and knocked Zheng Ziming with his shoulder. The old face was full of determination. "If you don't die, everyone's revenge will be avenged sooner or later. If you die, you won't have a good death!"

"What are you talking about?" Zheng Zi......ming staggered a few steps, tears streaming down his face. Immediately, he gritted his teeth and turned around and climbed over the nearby courtyard wall.

"I will avenge you! I will avenge you!" As he bent down and fled for his life, he kept looking at Pan Mei and the others with his eyes. Pan Liang and Pan Yi had already fallen, and their bodies were covered with knife wounds. The rest of the brothers, with Pan Mei as the front, formed a narrow triangle and rushed left and right in the enemy's ranks, and red smoke rose everywhere they passed.

Two brothers fell from serious injuries, and then two more. Zheng Ziming's tears flowed uncontrollably, his legs moved, and he continued to turn back without stopping while running.

Three more brothers fell, and then two more. He knew them all very well, and he was familiar with each of them by name. He had fantasized about taking them together for the future. And now, everyone is dying before they can get out of school.

Several dark green clouds of smoke suddenly rose behind the Assassin team. Caught in the wind, with thunder, move quickly. The assassins who gathered in front of Pan Mei suddenly let go, and then, in a panic, turned their bodies in a panic, and raised their horned bows and horizontal knives.

Before they could get ready to take their places, more than twenty horses were already roaring. On the saddle of the first war horse, there was a familiar and unfamiliar figure of Zheng Ziming, who raised his knife and slashed the head of the assassin leader into the air.