The young man actually knew who that Xuan Xiu was, and Qin Wu didn't say anything to him, but he had just occasionally heard Qin Wu say a few words when chatting with one of his senior brothers.

Fortunately, he was very clever, and when he looked at it, he soon saw Zhang Yu riding on a horse, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

In fact, those who could accompany him on horseback were the retinue officials and assistants of the government office. And Zhang Yu was wearing a cloak, and the whole person couldn't see each other, but his posture was upright, and he was still holding a sword in his hand, which was very in line with the image of a master in his heart, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Look, isn't that ......?"

The girl looked over and found that this one was a little different, but although she was curious, after taking a look, her gaze immediately retracted.

She knew that people like her master, Qin Wu, were very sensitive to other people's eyes, and they were even said to be cultivators. It's just that I still can't see any difference between this Xuan Xiu and ordinary people.

As a young swordsman, she longed for those legendary cultivators very much, but she couldn't get into the Taiyang Academy, and she couldn't enter the Xuanfu.

She vaguely hoped that an assassin would appear on the way, so that she could not only stretch out her hand, but also see the various miraculous manifestations of the legendary Xuan Xiu.

Although Zhang Yu was sitting on a horse, he was well aware of all the surrounding situations, and he could hear the conversation between the two young men and women just now.

However, it is normal for ordinary people to be curious about Xuan Xiu, and if they give a response, it will cause more trouble, so there is no need to pay attention to it.

As for his identity, I believe that those assassins have already managed to figure it out, so today these assassins will either not come, or they will definitely prepare some means against Xuan Xiu.

As the carriages and horses moved forward, the sky became brighter and brighter, and the streets of the city were filled with the strong fragrance of flowers, and more and more people on both sides of the road came out to watch the chariots and horses holding honor guards.

Fortunately, the people of Ruiguang have long been accustomed to preaching, so they just watched the excitement and discussed which chief was traveling today and what background and origin they had, and there was no excessive behavior and noise.

However, the young swordsmen who walked in the line were slightly uncomfortable. They usually hide behind their backs on weekdays, but now they are being watched and pointed out by everyone, and it is inevitable that they are a little stiff and unnatural, so they can only walk forward without squinting.

Zhang Yu could feel that there were one or two malicious and cold glances in the onlookers, which stood out among the many ordinary people, and it was most likely that the Assassins had sent them to inspect them.

However, in order not to alarm this generation, he did not turn his eyes to look.

Qin Wu looked around vigilantly, his gaze swept over those suspicious people from time to time.

After the convoy had been traveling for almost half a summer, the city gate was already in sight, and it was possible to turn another street and leave the city. After that, walk along the straight road for a while, and you will reach Wenqi Square.

And along the way, I didn't encounter any abnormal conditions.

Qin Wu was already thinking in his heart, would the assassin's assassination be on the way back?

It's also possible. Because the preaching lasts for most of the day, the physical strength and spirit of the guards will be consumed after a long time of guarding, and when they go back, it is easier to relax and slack.

But his judgment this time was obviously a little wrong, just when the carriage and horses were about to leave the city at the last intersection, his sharp eyes caught a trace of metal reflection, and immediately realized that there was a problem, and immediately warned him: "Watch ahead!"

With the short sound of brass trumpets, the whole team immediately stopped, and someone came out of the group, trying to search ahead.

As if they had been aware, a dozen people hastily stood up from the opposite ridge, all of them drawing their bows and arrows and shooting downward.

The people who were exploring the way in front immediately burrowed into the houses to take refuge, while the guards in the team raised their shields in unison, because of the distance, most of the bows and arrows were less powerful when they fell.

In the houses on both sides of the road, several crossbows were quietly stretched out, trying to shoot at the ranks, their main purpose was not to hurt people, but to cause chaos.

But at this moment, several archers in the escort team also stood up and fired back, and each of them seemed to be unhurried, and all of them were sure to hit the arrow.

In the blink of an eye, the crossbowmen were shot to death one by one. The two teams then broke into the house and searched for any remaining Assassins.

Then the archers turned to the front again, and under the cover of their shields, they returned their colors to the opposite side.

In contrast, the archers on the ridge, though numerous, were obviously very different, and they were immediately suppressed and lowered their bodies, but this was of no use, and the archers of the guards should immediately shoot and nail the assassins to the ridge one by one.

In front of them, there was no visible corner, and one by one the underground covers were lifted, and then a group of people walked out, holding a handful of firecrackers in their hands.

Leading the team was a lean young man, and he shouted: "Fight quickly, as soon as the fire rings, the Sikou Yamen and the guards will definitely hear it, and it won't be long before they rush over to help." ”

He led the team out of the street with great speed, came to the front, arranged for the men to line up neatly, and then raised the guns, but before they could pull the trigger, a row of musketeers stood up behind the shieldmen, and shot first.

Boom! Boom!

Under such a close shot, the assassins were immediately shattered and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The lean young man was furious, and while the gunners were still changing guns, he drew two swords and rushed forward with the remaining dozen or so men.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the musketeers could only retreat first, and the shields in front of the chariots and horses were raised again to cover their retreat.

But one of the musketeers seemed to be nervous, and retreated to the vicinity of the carriage without stopping.

Qin Wu, who was standing there with a sword in his hand, opened his eyes, suddenly drew his sword, cut off his head with a brush, and then kicked it away with another kick.

The guards on both sides were unknown, so they all turned their swords and spears at him.

Qin Wu said coldly: "This is a traitor, he has a medicine bag on him. ”

One of the captains of the guard took one look at him and went up to search for it. Sure enough, a loose medicine bag was found from the clothes of the firecracker, it was obvious that it was a paralyzing medicine powder, if it was scattered in the crowd, not to mention that everyone had lost their combat effectiveness, it would be a mess.

The captain of the guard raised his head, looked at Qin Wu's gaze with a little admiration, and said, "Good eyesight!"

Qin Wu hugged his sword and said nothing.

And the swordsman apprentices under him are all holding their heads up, and they are honored.

The young man who led the charge scolded secretly when he saw this, this time he missed the best opportunity, but if he retreated at this time, he would definitely be shot to death by those archers and musketeers, and at this time he could only rush forward.

So he screamed, and with the remaining seven or eight men, he rushed to the heavily guarded convoy.

On the ground near the square, stumbling debris fell from the top, and the man with eight eyebrows held his sword, looked at it and said, "It's already started." ”

Everyone was looking upwards and their ears were listening attentively to the movement above.

According to the pre-arrangement, they were the second group of attackers, and when the people outside had attracted the guards a little more, they rushed out again as the last and sharpest blow.

At this time, an old man with white hair and beard and a strong body stood up, he listened to it, and shouted: "It's almost, take the medicine!"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone took out a glass vial from their bodies, unscrewed the cap, and poured the liquid medicine inside into their mouths.

This is a drug that stimulates energy, and even if a weak person takes it, it can burst out with strength and speed far beyond ordinary people in a short period of time.

Because of the addition of the glands of some kind of spiritual creature and the blessing of the gods, there is a very small chance of unpredictable mutations.

The old man took the medicine, his eyes suddenly turned red, and there was a faint mist floating on his body, and he said: "Jiang Dingyi's most powerful body is the one surnamed Qin, as well as several of his apprentices, you meet them and be careful yourself." ”

After finishing speaking, he took a piece of cloth and wrapped his head and face, of course, more people didn't care about it, because they didn't take their lives seriously for a long time, and they came here today just to vent the injustice in their hearts.

The people walked along the long passageway, and when they reached the end, a row of steps appeared, and the old man was the first to go up, and squeezed the dirt above him to cover it, and came to the ground, where he appeared the inner house of a large house.

The old man shook his body, shook off the dirt from his body, and when everyone came out, he kicked up, and with a bang, he kicked down the entire wall in front of him, which had already moved his hands and feet.

He drew his sword and raised it high, shouting, "Seek justice!" and rushed out, and everyone behind him also drew their swords in unison, chanting the same slogan, and slaughtered out of the gloomy room, rushing towards the place where the light was a little dazzling!

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