A gust of cold wind blowing through couldn't help but make people shiver fiercely, but this cold air was directly negligible compared to the biting murderous aura in this half of the city.

Assassinate the city lord? Xinji City is definitely the existence of the Zhujiu clan, and other cities may just be corpses hanging on the door, but in Xinji City, Huang Zhonghe definitely has a hundred ways to make you regret living in this world.

Everyone held the cold spear tightly in their hands, Lin Duwei had already said that the person was a demon monk assassin, the monk has always been mysterious to these ordinary soldiers, and the mystery means that the person must be extremely difficult, and even today this time it will take a lot of lives to fill this hole.

Lin Shaohua finally stopped holding the red lacquer railing with both hands, but slowly pulled out the matching sword at his waist, pointing at the small inn.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flew out of the window, and a little tiptoe jumped into the air and jumped onto the roof.

The bright moon was shining, and under the gaze of more than a hundred archers, this extremely light and agile action seemed extremely arrogant.

It was at the moment when Yaruda jumped on the roof that Lin Shaohua finally ordered: "Kill!" ”

As pointed out by Jian Feng, more than 100 archers took their bows and arrows only for one breath, and after one breath, the long arrows left Xuan.

Hundreds of arrows were fired at Yaruda from all directions.

Although the Xuanren Prefecture in the northern realm of the human race has not been warped for thousands of years, Lin Shaohua was born in a family of soldiers, and he also served as a soldier in several other states in his early years.

When the rain of arrows came, Yaruda didn't dare to have any support, and he just wanted to buy his brothers more time.

In the end, he is still a man who has really picked up his life on the border line, in an army of millions, and he does not have a single trick of showing off his skills with bells and whistles, and every stroke is clean and neat.

Lin Shaohua narrowed his eyes slightly, there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes, and a hundred arrows were fired in a volley, saying that no one under the king could catch it was definitely a compliment, after all, this is the standard C-level strength bow on the border of the human race, and it is more than enough to kill a little-known little assassin of the demon race, but this scene in front of him had to make Lin Shaohua solemn about this assassin.

If a salvo of 100 arrows is said to have hit every arrow, it is definitely a fool's dream, but after all, it is surrounded on all sides, so you have to be hit by dozens or twenty arrows as a hedgehog, but Yeruda is a small and big guard, and the flying big knife directly achieved the realm of a little martial artist who does not enter the water, and protects the critical parts, a rain of arrows fell, and Yeruda was only hit by seven or eight arrows in the back, although he was injured, he lost his combat power.

The deputy general on Lin Shaohua's side looked at this terrifying scene, took half a step forward, and Lin Shaohua was half a body away, complaining: "General, this is a bit too exaggerated, isn't he really a monk?" ”

Although Lin Shaohua's temperament is a little colder, he is still very patient with his brother: "It is indeed a martial artist, as for the few realms, I can't see it now, Xuanren Continent has not been a wolf smoke for thousands of years, and it is normal for you to have not seen a martial artist with this kind of combat power." ”

The adjutant general broke the casserole and asked to the end, and continued to ask: "Is it possible that the general has seen something more exaggerated?" ”

Lin Shaohua nodded, but did not speak, the deputy general waited for a while and did not wait for the following, and the deputy general who knew Lin Shaohua's heart did not dare to ask again, and took half a step back to his original position.

Lin Shaohua raised his head slightly, why haven't you seen it, that day the demon clan invaded the border with an army of 500,000 people, with a white-foot-tall demon beast as the vanguard, and then out of nowhere a demon scout of hundreds of people, the person led by him, just leaped over and punched the head of the demon beast alive, and then Changyang left.

Afterwards, Lin Shaohua found out that it was the kind of demon beast that did not have long eyes and stepped on the demon soil.

Since then, Lin Shaohua has known two truths, it turns out that the demon clan is really unreasonable, and he must not choose the place where the three parties gather to start a war.

The first round of the siege in Xinji City had ended, and in the gap where the archers bent their bows and arrows again in shock, Yaruda jumped into the air and then smashed down heavily, directly through the roof and fell back into the room.

In the room, Lu Yiyi turned his back to Yaruda and packed up his medicine box, and Yeruda did not continue to trouble this demon traitor, and directly slammed open the door and stumbled out.

Chu Shishanhe pressed Chu Xinsu's little head and shook his head at her.

Chu Shishanhe is a little uncertain, how can there be such a coincidental thing in the world, as if this scene was directly placed in front of him and deliberately played for him, so he must not act rashly.

Yaruda lowered the roof, and the archer's "It doesn't mean much", but it doesn't mean that Lin Shaohua is going to let this demon man go.

"Life or death." Lin Shaohua withdrew his long sword and looked at the main entrance of the inn, the archers were originally consumed, and Lin Shaohua's real killers were those foot soldiers from beginning to end. All that's left to do now is tighten your pockets and trap your prey.

The lieutenant clenched his fists heavily, shouted "No", grinned, and then pulled out the long knife that was staggered left and right behind him, jumped off the tall building, and smashed right in front of the spearman.

The first floor of the inn secretly advised the tenants not to go out, so that the first floor of this small inn rested early.

Yaruda went down to the first floor, and the empty first floor was only his own brothers.

Yaruda ventured to the top of the building in an attempt to attract the attention of the defenders of Shinji City so that the brothers could escape, but it backfired, and everyone was surrounded in a discreet inn.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

"Big brother, we..."

Yeruda patted the brother and shook her head to signal him not to say anything.

In fact, everyone understands that the only way to survive is to give it a go.

However, with the wounded, everyone could be wiped out.

Worth it or not, in fact, everyone has a scale in their hearts.

Yaruda walked to the bed that was improvised from two tables, and smiled at the extremely weak demon man: "Xiaobo, don't worry, I'll take you back to my hometown alive." ”

The young man who was called Xiaobo was too weak to speak, but he still shook his head with tears in his eyes, as if he was rejecting his eldest brother.

"Big brother!" Finally, someone burst into tears and pointed out the door like crazy: "Outside, outside are all killed, we all want to go home." ”

"But as long as we take Xiaobo, we can't go alone, he wants to go home, we have to go home, as long as we take Xiaobo, we can't rush out."

The man knelt and threw himself on Yaruda's body: "Big brother, look at the brothers, we all want to go back alive." ”

Suddenly, a dagger was slowly pulled out in the scabbard on his chest, and the man walked towards Xiaobo without saying a word.

Yeruda broke free from the restraints, stopped the man, and shouted angrily, "Guo Sha! What do you want! Did you kill your own brother with your own hands? ”

Guo Sha looked at Yeruda and said heavily: "Big brother can't do it, I'll come." Don't worry, Xiaobo won't be lonely when he dies, I'll go down to accompany him! ”

"Nonsense!" Yeruda pushed away this man who insisted on going his own way, and then slammed the big knife in his hand on the ground, and then patted this one on the chest: "It was I Yeruda who took you out of your hometown, and it must be me who brought you back completely, Xiaobo is our brother, he is still alive, as long as he lives, I will bring you back, even if the king comes, if he wants to move you, then he has to step on my corpse!! ”

The dagger clenched in Guo Sha's hand also fell weakly, and after landing on the ground, it bounced up again, and finally calmed down after a few times.

A few blocks away, the storyteller turned his head to look at Wu Ming, who was protruding from him, and asked, "If it were you, what would you choose?" ”

Wu Ming scoffed: "If it were me, I would rush out alone and kill that captain." ”

The storyteller nodded, not the slightest surprise at Wuming's answer, because the answer was very Wuming.

"Storyteller, what about you?" Wu Ming asked rhetorically:

Without thinking, the storyteller replied, "Kill that man." ”

"Oh." Wuming replied perfunctorily, because this question is idiotic, just like the storyteller asked, because the answer is very storytelling.

In fact, these two answers are very Emperor Yuan Palace, but some people don't know, and some people don't dare to say it.

One hundred and fifty foot soldiers were already approaching the inn, and at the same time a hundred archers came down from the roof, stood in front of the foot soldiers, and pointed their arrows at the window, which in a sense was a piece of iron.

The deputy general was at the front, and suddenly roared strangely, and shouted at the inn: "The demon clan is small, dare to assassinate my Xinji City anchor, arrogant!" Hurry up and get out, grandpa will leave a whole corpse with you! Otherwise, a thousand knives will be cut, and death is not a pity! ”

Lin Shaohua frowned, and couldn't help but complain: "This is all a stinky problem that I learned from." ”

The guard on the side reminded: "There is a storyteller in the Guangdelou Teahouse, Commander Du will listen to it if he has nothing to do, he should have learned it from there." ”

Lin Shaohua held his forehead and sighed helplessly, and instructed the guard: "Go back and tell Du Xiang that he will use the stinky problem in the storytelling again, and then go to brush the pot for a month for the gang's camp." ”

The guard hurriedly nodded and said yes.

Du Xiang shouted for a long time that there was no movement in the inn, and Du Xiang didn't bother to waste his tongue anymore, and with a wave of his big hand, the archers, who had already been ready to go, bent their bows and arrows again.

The arrows shot into the inn like meteors, and the cold iron arrows carried a chill, which made people shiver.

However, in the noise of ping-pong, the arrows sank into the sea like mud and did not stir up the slightest disturbance.

Run away? Of course it's impossible, General Lin wrapped this inn like an iron bucket, who would believe it.

The only explanation is that the demon assassin is just poised for a final death throes.

But our old Du is also a soldier brought out by Lin Shaohua, who can't believe this form.

"Attack!"

At the command, a hundred archers withdrew, and in their place were the one hundred and fifty foot soldiers armed with steel spears.

It means onslaught.