Jun Wuji said in a low voice: "That wolf of Wei State, I'm afraid it's about to come over, girl, we have to prepare as soon as possible." ”

Zhao Yu nodded and looked at Han Tangzhi with him.

Han Tangzhi bowed slightly.

It's the middle of the night.

The young man in brocade clothes came from the snow road in the forest with a hundred guards, and finally found the Zhao Guolian camp that was still lit up.

He reined in his horse on the hillside, condescending, and saw a banner embroidered with the word "Zhao", flying in the night snow.

He exhaled a ball of hot air, and his sister ordered him to persuade Zhao Yu to support the Wei State, and also promised Zhao Yu a lot of benefits.

This is a very important task, and it is imperative that he accomplish it successfully.

He thought about it, and carefully observed the Zhao State barracks, but saw that the guards were well guarded, and the soldiers patrolling back and forth were also neat, all wearing uniform Zhao State soldier uniforms.

His eyes fell on the tent in the middle, Zhao Yu, who was about inside.

He gestured and led his guards down the slope.

The soldiers at the gate of the barracks interrogated Lian Che and went in to pass the word before they came out and respectfully invited him in: "Our emperor hasn't slept yet, you can just see you when you go in now." ”

Lian Che stared at the entire barracks, and the experience of licking blood on the blade for several years made him intuitively feel that something seemed wrong with this barracks.

He frowned slightly, did not step off his horse, and led his men into the barracks.

Soon he walked to the big tent, and saw that the lights were bright, and he could faintly see someone wearing a piece of clothing, sitting on a soft couch and reading a book.

The little soldier who led the way raised his hand and asked: "Lord Zhaoyong of Great Wei, our emperor is inside." ”

Lian Che dismounted, stared at the little soldier, indifferently handed the saber at his waist to his guard, and then stretched out his hands to search him.

The little soldier laughed, said "offended", searched a little, and invited him in.

When Lian Che stepped into the big tent, he saw that the tent was quiet, and the wooden screens placed on both sides were tall and sturdy, and he couldn't see what was hidden behind it.

He held his breath and looked directly opposite, only to see that the bead curtain was hanging low, and on the soft couch inside, a slender young man, dressed in clothes, reading a few books, was about Zhao Yu.

He narrowed his eyes, and his voice was cold: "Emperor Zhao has worked so hard, it's so late, and he is still studying." ”

Behind the bead curtain, a low chuckle was heard.

Suddenly, all the candles in the tent were extinguished!

Lian Che quickly retreated almost reflexively, and quickly pulled out the two sharp blades hidden in his boots!

In the darkness, the bead curtain sounded chaotically, and then the sound of the steel blade breaking through the air was heard!

He parried with his double swords, wrestled with the visitor in the dark, and laughed angrily: "Han Tangzhi, you actually killed the Emperor of Zhao!" ”

Han Tangzhi didn't talk to him, his agile posture flew up and down in the dark curtain, like the most dexterous silver butterfly in the world!

He was the best assassin in the world, and he was the best at stabbing the heads of enemy generals among thousands of troops!

The assassin is not visible, so whether it is in the former Chu State or in the current Great Zhou, his identity on the surface is Wenchen.

But in his bones, after all, he is an assassin who kills people without seeing blood, and darkness is his domain and his kingdom!

On that day, he was on par with Shen Lianche in Zuixiang Building, but in the dark, he could firmly gain the upper hand!

With his amazing hearing and night vision, his knife skills are still as usual, and even faster and more accurate than in the daytime because of the lack of light interference!

It was already difficult for Lian Che to parry him, and countless killers poured out from behind the screen, and he was almost caught in a net.

There was a sound of fighting outside the tent, and the hundred secret guards he brought were being surrounded and suppressed by Jun Tianlan's people......

He struggled to draw a sharp sword light in the big tent with his long knife, killing most of the killers besieging him in one go, and sneered as he retreated towards the tent door: "My emperor's brother-in-law, what a good means!" On the surface, she is very affectionate with my sister, but secretly, she is doing such a dirty thing to betray her! ”

Han Tangzhi was always silent.

Lian Che's arms, thighs, and waist were all stabbed, and he endured the pain, and finally retreated to the tent, and when he saw that his horse was still there, he immediately turned over and got on the horse, endured the pain, and galloped to the side: "Withdraw!" ”

The surviving guards immediately followed him.

The torch was like a swimming dragon, Han Tangzhi took the longbow presented by the little servant, and indifferently drew the bow and arrows.

The cold arrow, aimed at Lian Che's heart from behind.

Lian Che's horse was extremely fast, and seeing that it was about to run out of the range that the long arrow could reach, Han Tangzhi carried the ultimate light skill and landed lightly on the crown of a tree.

Metal arrowheads, shimmering with an icy sheen on a bright snowy night.

It whizzed out.

Piercing the air –

Didn't enter Lian Che's back heart!

Lian Che leaned forward and spurted a big mouthful of blood forward!

Han Tangzhi stood under the moon, his wide sleeves and robe were hunting in the wind, his slender embroidered belt was dancing in the wind, and his side face was gentle and tactful, but it was extremely cold.

He said lightly: "Everyone, there is no mercy for killing." ”

Ye Liang led the men and horses and galloped out, chasing after Lian Che and the others.

The remaining dozen or so guards under Lian Che's hand glanced at each other and blocked behind Lian Che.

Although they know that staying is a dead end, if they can ensure that their master escapes, it can be regarded as loyalty.

And Lian Che lay on the horse, his eyes closed, life and death were unknown, and let the horse carry him to the depths of the snow forest......

After Ye Liang and the others dealt with Lian Che's men, they wanted to chase Lian Che, but it snowed heavily, which quickly covered his horse's hoof marks.

The night was cool and helpless, so he had to take someone back to report to Han Tangzhi.

Han Tangzhi stood at the door of the tent, looked at the neatly arranged hundred corpses, and said lightly: "My arrow hit him in the heart, he can't still be alive." As long as these people are dead, the Wei side will not get the news. ”

The night cool said yes.

Jun Wuji came over with Zhao Yu and said in a timely manner: "Now, can we enter Beijing?" ”

Han Tangzhi bowed slightly.

Just as the Zhao army was rising from camp, Lian Che fled deep into the forest, fell from his horse, and rolled into the snow.

Blood oozed from his wounds, quickly staining large swaths of snow beneath him.

He endured the pain, his teeth had already bitten his lip flap, and on his pale face, only the lip was terrifyingly red.

He opened an eye, stared at the snow, and sat up.

Tearing open his coat, he unwrapped the ribbon around his waist and removed the gold silk soft armor he was wearing.

The golden silk soft armor has long been stained red with blood, and there is a feather arrow stuck in the heart behind it.

"Sister, you saved my life......"

He chuckled.

This golden silk soft armor was forced by Shen Miaoyan to put it on before he came to the Central Plains, saying that there are mountains outside the mountains and people outside the people, and no matter how good the kung fu is, he may encounter opponents, and he is not allowed to take it off.

It was because of this golden silk soft armor that Han Tangzhi's sharp arrow narrowly missed his heart......

He put away the golden silk soft armor, and a hideous look appeared on his bewitching face, and he whistled coldly.

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