The nearby Qin soldiers closed the team, and Song Yun naturally knew.

He hid in the room, covered the bleeding mouth of a Qin soldier, and slowly pulled out a bright red bronze sword in his right hand.

At the same time, through the crack in the window, quietly watch the enemy disappear into the twilight.

Observing the [Anxi Real-time Map], in this area of Beicheng District, all the Qin soldiers walked out of the houses being searched one after another, and lined up to gather in one place.

"Is this homecoming? It looks pretty much the same, it's already dark, and those who don't have a combat mission are all concentrated. ”

Looking at other places, the top masters of the two armies have been fighting and leaving during this time, and they have fought from the north gate to the south city district.

Looking at the entire Anxi Military Town, the four urban districts of the north, east, west, and central have all fallen, leaving only Song Yun with a yellow dot, flickering lonely on the map.

All the veterans of the Beiting Army were concentrated in Nancheng District, more than twenty miles away from Song Yun, and the sound of battle was already very weak.

But if you count the dots on the [Live Map], you can feel the fierceness and brutality of the street fighting.

In just a few breaths, more than a dozen yellow dots completely disappeared.

There are only more than 1,000 yellow dots left in the entire Nancheng District, and at this rate, I am afraid it will not last long.

Although the black dots representing the Qin army disappeared more, their numerical advantage was too great, and clusters of black dots crowded up, and they could soon engulf the yellow dots.

Song Yun involuntarily flashed several faces in his mind, and his eyes were a little gloomy.

"Isn't it too late......"

The next moment, he gritted his teeth, pushed the corpse of the Qin soldier who was spurting blood to the ground, spat out a spit full of sand, and said fiercely:

"Damn, it's all open, and I don't believe that I can't break the game!"

Song Yun wiped the bronze sword again, and at the same time studied the follow-up plan of action against the [Live Map].

"In several fallen urban areas, although there are not many Qin soldiers and there are no masters, they have all ended their scattered state and began to return to the camp one after another."

"When it gets completely dark, it is estimated that they will concentrate on resting on the spot, and it will be difficult to find another opportunity to start."

"To Nancheng? There are too many masters over there, the number of third-order warriors is hundreds, and there are dozens of fourth-order martial artists, and now my strength is still a little worse. ”

While frowning and pondering, the [Live Map] changed again.

Seven or eight miles away, at the camp where the Qin soldiers were temporarily concentrated in Beicheng District, more than 900 people suddenly rushed out.

These Qin soldiers split into three groups and quickly converged towards the area they were in.

"Found me? It's pretty fast. Song Yun's eyes froze.

He knew very well that with his current strength, he was really besieged by more than 900 people, and he was absolutely dead.

The martial artist is not strong to a certain level, and it is still difficult to defeat the four hands with two fists, and the gap in numbers is difficult to make up.

This is the reason why the army can sweep through most of the martial arts sects.

However, Song Yun relied on the [Anxi Real-time Map], and there was still the possibility of winning more with less.

Who killed whom, it is still unknown.

He slowly got up, sheathed his sword, opened the window, and looked up.

The blood-like remnant sun shed its last rays of light, and then it was hidden in the dark and boundless desert sky.

"It's dark."

Song Yun stepped forward and steadily pushed the door open.

Squeak.

……

Squeak.

The two chiefs held torches and cautiously pushed the door open.

The room was silent, the darkness receded slightly by the orange firelight, and a dry streak of blood appeared on the floor, leading crookedly to the back room.

The two chiefs raised their knives in front of them and nervously walked into the back room.

A Qin soldier with his throat slitted was lying on the ground, his pupils dilated awkwardly, and there was still a look of horror on his face.

"Another unlucky one."

The two chiefs searched around, and then shouted outside the door:

"One dead inside, no anomalies found."

Meng Su nodded, "Drag the body out." ”

At this time, there was already a row of Qin soldiers' corpses neatly placed in the middle of the street.

Meng Su was squatting on the ground, reaching out and flipping the corpse, carefully examining the wounds.

There were also several teams squatting down next to them, looking at them, their faces becoming more and more solemn.

"It's all a one-hit kill......"

"How can we not be aware of it without killing with one blow? These soldiers simply did not have a chance to call for help. Meng Su said lightly.

"Moreover, all the wounds have the same characteristics, they are made by the same sword, the same person."

"It seems that there is a kendo master in the Tang Army, who is lurking nearby, and has killed more than sixty people silently."

"W-How is this possible?" Several teams looked at each other in disbelief.

But then they saw Meng Su's glance at him, and they suddenly woke up again.

"Meng Ying is from a martial arts family, so naturally he won't look away, but this kendo master is too terrifying, right?"

"That's right, it's just a matter of secretly killing a few people, killing more than sixty people in a row, without making a single move...... We would never be able to do this kind of thing. "Another team is on the right track.

"It's hard for me to do it too." Meng Su frowned slightly, "This person not only understands the terrain, but also is good at stealth assassination, not like a soldier in the army, but has a bit of the shadow of the Jianghu sect." ”

"How could such a person appear in Anxi Military Town?"

Meng Su closed the wide eyes of a Qin soldier and got up and turned into the depths of the street, staring at the deep night beyond the firelight.

The atmosphere on the street suddenly froze, and the Qin soldiers looked down at the corpses, and they all shuddered.

After a long time, Meng Su spoke again: "The entrances to the streets are guarded by people?" ”

"The newspaper has been strictly guarded, and no one will be allowed to pass."

After hearing this, Meng Su sighed again:

"I thought it was a small stream of wandering Tang Bing, but I didn't expect it to be an old and spicy assassin. We may be late, such people are far away and will not be easily discovered by us. ”

As soon as the words fell, a scream suddenly came from not far away, which was particularly piercing in the silent streets.

The faces of the crowd changed dramatically.

"Let's take a look!" Meng Su hurriedly hurried with his subordinates.

When I came to the street entrance where the sound came from, I saw a group of Qin soldiers either desperately blowing their whistles, or looking around, or waving their swords and slashing indiscriminately, and the scene was chaotic.

There was a long one lying on the ground, with a deep hole of blood in his chest, from which blood spurted out like a spring, and he was not alive.

"Where did the Assassins get their hands on?" Meng Su didn't care about this, and dragged over a Qin soldier and asked sharply.

The Qin soldier was a little stunned, and pointed to a house in a trembling voice, "Shi Chang walked there just now, with his back to the window, and then suddenly fell. ”

"Didn't you be careful?" Meng Su was so angry and anxious that he grabbed a torch and rushed directly to the house.

I saw that the back door was open, and outside the door was a dark street, and there was nothing else.

Meng Su returned to the window, and the torch leaned over to take a closer look, and found a slight scratch on the window frame.

"This man was hiding in the house, and when someone outside passed by the window, he stabbed out with a sword."

Meng Su couldn't help but look back at the open back door, staring at the thick night outside, as if he could feel that there was a person hiding in the darkness, staring at him with murderous intent.

"He could go, he didn't!"

"He deliberately stayed, just to kill us!"

Anger flashed in Meng Su's eyes.