Chapter Ninety-Three: Traces of Blood Mist
When he walked out of the side hall, Zhang Yu couldn't help but think of Fan Lan's reminder.
Because this time, most of the forces of the Xuanfu went to the north to encircle and suppress the plague gods, including some of the people sent by the Metropolitan Protectorate to support. Therefore, the power in Ruiguang City seems to be relatively weak, so let him be careful.
In particular, it is the Divine Captain Army that must be guarded against, and it is difficult to ensure that they do not resort to any shady means at this time.
At this time, he couldn't help but glance in the direction of the affairs hall.
According to the meaning of Fan Lan's words, in order to ensure victory, when this battle is launched, all the forces that can be called upon will be invested, so it is likely that even Xiang Chun will be present in person at that time.
If this is the case, the Xuanfu will indeed be extremely empty by then.
However, as long as the head is still there, there should be no big problem, but it is inevitable, and some small places may be difficult to consider.
But for Xuanfu, there must be a trade-off here.
The extermination of the plague gods is to ensure the safety of the granaries on the northern plains, and anything else can only be placed in the back.
A few days passed in a flash, and soon it was the tenth day of the ninth month, which was the preaching day of the Si Li Ya Office, Guo Shang took a carriage and followed Wang Zhi of the Si Li Ya Office to Wenqi Square.
Because of the two accidents in succession, some people suggested that the location of the preaching should be moved to the city and then heavily protected by heavy troops.
But one section of the group made it clear that it was against it.
If you change places, won't it seem that the Metropolitan Protectorate is unable to deal with it?
And when did the Metropolitan Protectorate ever fear the threat of these alien gods again?
But that being said, in order to ensure safety, this time they were accompanied by a hundred guards from the government office, and there were also twenty Sikou to open the way, not only that, but Wang Zhi also had a young Xuan Xiu in charge of supporting.
Before Guo Shang came out, Jiang Dingyi proposed to send Qin Wu beside him to protect the convoy, but he refused.
The celebrant office is not a powerful yamen now, and there is no need for the Assassins to assassinate them.
Moreover, there is a Xuan Xiu by their side on this trip, if they call another sword master to protect them, it will be distrustful of each other.
After the convoy came down from the terrace, it drove all the way out of the city without incident, and stopped a short way from the square.
The government department's escort team entered first and checked around.
Everything was fine, but after a while, there was a sudden commotion in the distance, and then there was the constant clash of blades and the roar of fire.
Xuan Xiaowu, the servant next to Guo Shang, seemed to have seen something, his expression changed greatly, and he stopped Guo Shang who was about to get off the carriage, and sent him to the carriage, saying, "Yajun, go back." ”
And at this time, a strange force came, and the two of them felt that their bodies were heavy, their legs became like lead, and they couldn't move at all, and the sound of fire guns also became sparse all of a sudden.
As soon as Xuan Xiaowu saw this situation, he knew that he couldn't go, gritted his teeth, pushed Guo Shang back hard, and said, "Yajun, stay here and don't make a sound." ”
He turned around, leaned back against the carriage, took out a bottle of red liquid medicine from his coat pocket, and wanted to pour out one or two drops to take it, but after thinking about it, he simply poured it all into his mouth and swallowed it hard.
The liquid fell down his throat, and he felt a scorching breath churning in his chest, and in an instant it spread all over his limbs, and his mind couldn't help but feel dizzy, and he didn't know how long it took, with a deep and long breath, he suddenly woke up, and the strength of his body also came back at the same time.
He stood up, only to find that the battle ahead was over in the time he was unconscious, and as far as the eye could see, there were broken weapons and bloody corpses everywhere.
The carriage in front of him had flipped to the side, blood dripping from it, and a burly figure with bulging muscles was tearing an elite guard who could still move into two pieces.
When his gaze fell on his face, a cluster of shadows suddenly appeared in his vision, and he shook his head to look again, only to find that it was still the same.
He turned his head to look to the side again, the young monk who was in charge of protecting the king, but at the moment he had been stunned on the back of a stiff horse, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or also suppressed by the other party's strength.
He gritted his teeth, and now he can't count on others, so he can only do it himself.
The burly figure had already thrown away the corpse in his hand at this time, and walked towards the place where Guo Shang's carriage had stopped.
Xuan Xiaowu pulled out a three-bladed short thorn from his waist, kicked the ground under his feet, and rushed towards the burly figure of this person, under the effect of the medicinal power, his speed had already exceeded the limit of ordinary people, and as soon as he shook in front of him, his arm stretched out, and poked it in the face.
The burly figure didn't move, but the short stab came up, as if it had touched a layer of hard metal, and it actually made a piercing grinding sound.
Xuan Xiaowu was startled, he still wanted to change his move, and then the figure stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist, just a slight pinch, the flesh and bones were forcibly squeezed by the huge force.
Xuan Xiaowu's face was distorted, but he didn't make a sound, but stared at the other party, took a deep breath, and at this moment, the temperature of his body rose sharply, and his flesh and blood became extremely hot, and the whole person swelled outward, and then ......
Rumble!
A loud explosion erupted in the square.
"Xiao Wu!"
Guo Shang leaned sideways, lying in the carriage and called weakly, although his body was suppressed by a force, his consciousness was very clear, and he could only watch this scene.
The blood mist of the explosion slowly dissipated, and a small crater appeared in the ground, but the burly figure was still standing there intact.
He shook his head, then walked towards Guo Shang's carriage, stopped in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Tianxia people?"
Guo Shang's eyes only kept shaking the figure, but when he heard this, he still struggled to prop up his body, opened his eyes wide, and responded in a firm voice: "Tianxia people!"
The burly figure looked at him, raised his fist, and ...... Fall!
Rumble!
The entire carriage exploded.
After there was no sound near the square, the Si Kou outside dared to come in slowly, but when they arrived at the ground, the scene in front of them made them vomit one by one, and one of the Si Kou was pale, and he muttered again and again: "Something is wrong, something is wrong." ”
Zhang Yu only learned about the attack on Guo Shang's convoy when it was close to noon, and when he heard the news, he immediately changed his clothes, came out of his residence, and rushed to the place where the incident occurred.
By the time he reached the border, the blood stains had not yet been completely cleared, and a twisted corpse was covered with a cloth and placed on the side of the square.
Jiang Dingyi had already come here first, while Qin Wu and the others were all following him, accompanied by a few Divine Captains who belonged to the Dutang.
When Qin Wu saw Zhang Yu coming, he walked over, bowed his hand to him, and sighed: "The people of the Metropolitan Protectorate have checked it, and they said that it was done by a strange god, more than a hundred guards, as well as the accompanying officials and servants, are all dead, I have seen it, Guo Yajun's body is very broken, it is difficult to fight together, only your people from the Xuanfu are still alive." ”
Zhang Yudao: "What about people?"
Qin Wu gestured to a certain place and said, "There." ”
Zhang Yu turned his head to look to the side, and saw a young Xuan Xiu sitting there in despair, the whole person lost his spirit, curled up in a ball, and only buried himself in the collar.
It's just that he can perceive that the aura on his body is not far from that of ordinary people, and he obviously doesn't have much combat power.
Obviously, the people who came this time deliberately left the people of the Xuanfu not to kill.
He thought for a moment, and then walked towards Jiang Dingyi, who was still followed by a child at the moment, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he was dragging Jiang Dingyi's sleeve, but after seeing him coming, he immediately wiped away his tears, respectfully waved him, and said, "Sir." ”
Jiang Dingyi sighed: "This kid is very stubborn, don't let him come, he has to come." ”
Zhang Yu stretched out his hand, stroked the child's head, and said slowly: "Go back early, don't let your mother worry, the adults will deal with the outside affairs." ”
"Yes, sir. The child wiped his eyes with his sleeve, tried to raise his head, and said to Jiang Dingyi with red eyes: "Uncle Jiang, I'm going back, I'm causing you trouble." ”
Jiang Dingyi sighed slightly again and said, "Uncle, I'll send you back." ”
Zhang Yu watched the child being sent away by Qin Wu, then he retracted his gaze, transferred the seals involving all senses, looked at the traces left around him, and suddenly, he looked in one direction as if he had realized something.
He shifted his steps and stood beside a small pit, staring at the charred flesh in it.
The breath in this exudes a burning feeling of déjà vu, it should be left by Xuan Xiaowu next to Guo Shang, looking at this situation, he should have taken some secret medicine and detonated his own flesh and blood here.
As soon as he looked up, under the convergence of the three seals of his eyes and nose, he could observe that a faint trace of blood and potion was extending outward, and all the way into the distance.
It's just that this trace is erratic, and with the increase of people and the passage of time, it is gradually disappearing.
Undoubtedly, this is the direction in which the alien god left.
If you catch up now, you might be able to catch up.
But now in the Xuanfu, I'm afraid there is no suitable person to do this.
So......
He tightened the Xia Sword in his hand, turned around, walked all the way to the young Xuan Xiu, and said a word in a low voice, and when the latter heard it, he was shocked and suddenly raised his head.
Zhang Yu didn't say anything more, grabbed the brim of his hat with both hands, put it on, hid his face in the shadows, and then walked quickly to a horse, turned over and saddled, and with the sound of horses' hooves, he was already galloping towards the place where the blood stains were far away.
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