Chapter 125: Bloody Battle Xuande Hall (Third Watch)
Wang Shouyi shouted, "Kill these Ming dogs and rescue the three heroes, quickly!"
Wang Shouyi shouted, and 6 people rushed towards the three halls, two people in one hall, which was quite average.
"Catch these thieves, and don't let them go!"
Yang Wanli led people to guard the gate of the main hall in the north, the prince Zhu Cihong led people to guard the gate of the main street in the east, and Wang Chengen led people to guard the gate of the main hall in the west.
At the entrance of the main hall in the south, there were crossbowmen from the Ming army and Jinyi Guard, as well as more than 30 muskets, all of which were aimed at these 6 thieves at this time.
"Amitabha, ladies and gentlemen, the six thieves have been handed over to the two of us, so there is no need to mobilize the people."
As he spoke, two more masked men jumped down from the room, chanting the Buddha's name, and then took off the veil of the mask, revealing their true colors.
It was the two monks brought by the void, one was called Zhishen, and the other was called Zhiming.
Yang Wanli, Wang Chengen and Prince Zhu Cihong saw that there were really a lot of people coming today, no wonder Your Majesty was so cautious, there were really thieves.
Who are these 6 thieves?
Could it be that this Shaolin monk is not in the same group as them?
Puzzled in their hearts, they did not act rashly when they guarded the door of the palace.
At this time, the two Shaolin monks attacked these masked people.
"The poor monk threw you down and didn't fall to your death, and he didn't repent!"
"Bald donkey, it turned out to be a good thing you did!"
The three of the wolf gang were angry, screaming and slashing with the knife.
Zhishen shrank his head, and after dodging the knife, he used a trick of the old monk to hit the bell, and knocked this guy away with one head.
It hit a pillar just right, fell down, and spat a mouthful of blood to the ground, the masked man didn't move, and the steel knife bounced down as far as it made a crisp metallic sound.
Zhiming here, a chain of shadowless legs, the two guys of the Wild Wolf Gang were kicked away by him.
When he fell down again, his body twitched for a while and he didn't move.
Wang Shouyi saw that the disciples of the Wild Wolf Gang were really too scumbag, and they were simply vulnerable in front of the two Shaolin little monks.
At this time, two of his disciples, Zhang Ping and Wang Lang, rushed over and fought with the Shaolin monk, and another disciple of the Wild Wolf King also rushed up 3 to 2, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for the time being.
Wang Shouyi couldn't fall in love with the war at first glance, and he had to save people.
He picked up his sword and flew towards the main hall to the north.
Yang Wanli didn't say anything, and an arrow step man jumped into the air, touched the ghost head knife with both hands, and slashed at Wang Shouyi.
Wang Shouyi turned his head in the air, the ghost head knife slid against his cheek, and the black knife in Wang Shouyi's hand was not idle, and he suddenly turned to Yang Wanli's neck.
Yang Wanli leaned back desperately, and the black knife swept away against the tip of his nose.
Both of them hit the ground.
But Yang Wanli didn't stand firm because of the dodge knife, and at this time, Wang Shouyi kicked sideways and kicked Yang Wanli away.
The ribs are so hung that they are broken.
The cultivation of the two people is one level apart, and they can distinguish the high and low as soon as they meet.
Seeing that Yang Wanli was defeated so quickly, Wang Chengen and the crown prince Zhu Cihong's faces changed, and they shouted, "Release the arrow!" Release!"
Woooo
The crossbowmen who had been prepared for a long time shot at Wang Shouyi, and the arrows were like flying locusts.
But the black knife in Wang Shouyi's hand, like an eye, fell as fast as lightning, cutting off all the arrows that were shot at him, and a few arrows shot into the night sky.
Bang Bang Bang ......
The fire cracked out, but Wang Shouyi flashed and whirled in the air like a ghost, and the musketeers were not easy to aim at all, and all the bullets missed.
A round of muskets passed, and all the muskets became dumb.
The Ming army couldn't stop him at all, including Jinyiwei, who was killed by Wang Shouyi, and blood flowed.
Wang Chengen came over with a big axe, Zhu Cihong carried a single-edged halberd, and Yang Wanli also pounced at this time, 3 to 1.
But the king
Shouyi became more and more courageous the more he fought, and the golden black sword technique flew up and down, and soon all three of them were injured and fell to the ground.
Wang Shouyi added his feet to his sword, and the soldiers of the Ming army fell again.
Wang Shouyi swooped into the north hall.
The pillar in the middle of the hall is tied to Liu Zongmin, and there are 4 brocade guards standing here on the left and right of Liu Zongmin.
I saw Wang Shouyi flying in.
These four brocade guards each pulled embroidered spring knives and pounced on Wang Shouyi together, and the four knives slashed at Wang Shouyi together in the air.
Wang Shouyi stood up, the knife in his hand was like playing the piano, and pressed the 4 embroidered spring knives on it
Then the two feet popped out, and all 4 brocade guards flew out upside down.
Wang Shouyi fell in front of Liu Zongmin, "Master Liu, Wang Shouyi, the helmsman of the Gyeonggi Division, has rescued you."
Wang Shouyi was afraid of causing misunderstanding, because he was a masked man, and he first reported his name.
"It turned out to be Wang Daxia, there is Lao Wang Daxia, and I will definitely thank you in the future." Liu Zongmin didn't expect that someone would break into the palace to save him.
I was very happy in my heart.
Wang Shouyi waved the black knife in his hand, the cold light flickered, and the rope on Liu Zongmin's body broke a few pieces and fell to the ground.
"Master Liu, quick, follow me." Wang Shouyi was in front, Liu Zongmin picked up a steel knife from the ground, and the two rushed out.
Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen