Chapter Seventy-Eight: Bloodstained Matsubara
With Bushan's guard, Dongfang Yi was relieved, and then swept into the city, continuing to create the illusion of an enemy infestation for the Liaodong Army, and the Netherworld Hall also began to act at this time.
In the gloomy corner, the black-robed man looked at the orderly patrolling army, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "No wonder the Son of Heaven and the King of the South like this youngest prince, two armies that do not belong to him can be commanded by the arm, which is really the only thing I have seen in my life." β
When the killer who followed behind him heard this, his face was full of strange colors, and he said in his heart, "You seem to know military affairs too!"
With a long breath, the black-robed man said in a low voice, "According to the previous assignment, the first team will go to the Liaodong Army, the second team and the third team will go to the Qincha Guard, and the fourth team and the fifth team will deal with the Huanyu Army with me. β
Hearing this, everyone's faces were gloomy, and there was a trace of imperceptible hatred in their eyes, they are killers, but killers are also people, although they have forgotten what happened when they were children, but the desire for home has always been buried deep in their hearts, for those relatives who do not know life and death now, they took out a wax pill from their arms and put it in their mouths, and then turned to leave.
At the same time, the four people who rushed to the county government through the secret passage in the city quickly swept towards the back hall, but they didn't know that someone had locked the qi machine on them.
Putting down the teacup in his hand, Bu Shan got up and said coldly to the respectful palace guard on the side, "Let your people withdraw into the inner room and protect Yin Shimao, the other party has three Yipin." β
If others dared to say this about the palace guards, they couldn't say that Liang Suo would slap the other party away, but when facing Bu Shan, an acquaintance, Liang Suo said respectfully, "Then it's troublesome for Bu senior!"
Nodding expressionlessly, Bu Shan condensed an air sword, held it in his hand, and then walked slowly towards the door, since he promised Dongfang Yi, Bu Shan naturally would not let the other party have any chance to sneak attack, as for the other looming aura, he didn't care, it was okay to catch it, but if he couldn't catch it, if a second-grade could still kill Yin Shimao in the hands of the guards, it could only show that the guards were incompetent.
Silently landed in front of the door, the three people who acted as bait looked at each other, and then pushed the door open without hesitation, when they saw Bushan's figure in the door, the three of them did not talk nonsense, and tried their best to use their most proud move, trying to drag Bushan, but they saw the corners of Bushan's mouth showing a trace of disdain, and lightly broke the strongest move of the three, at this scene, the three hurriedly retreated, wanting to lure Bushan out of the room and create an opportunity for the ghost.
Who knew that as soon as they retreated to the courtyard, Bu Shanyi appeared above the heads of the three people, and immediately swung a sword, and the sword qi in the courtyard was vertical and horizontal, and the dancing sword continued to kill the three people, and at this moment, a black figure fell from the sky and broke through the top into the house.
Glancing at the killer who wanted to take the fire, Bushan let go of the qi sword in his hand, stretched out his right hand, and said lightly, "Come back!"
Seeing that the door was close at hand, but his body retreated quickly, the young man was shocked, turned to the three of them, including the ghost, and shouted sharply, "Stop him." β
But the three of them were struggling to support, how could they still have the strength to support the youth, so the ghost gritted his teeth and shouted, "Find a way yourself." β
Hearing the conversation between the four of them, Bu Shan smiled coldly, then stretched out his left hand, put his fingers together, and said softly, "Arrow rain!"
Maybe the four of them didn't know what it meant to be a word, but when they heard the swishing sound and looked up at the night sky, a rain of arrows suddenly fell in mid-air, as if someone had dumped feathered arrows over their heads.
Death is not terrible, meaningless death is terrible, knocking away the sword around them, the three of them hurriedly retreated, and on the way to retreat, they each waved a horse to attack Bushan, and strive to help the young man relieve the siege, as for whether they can save the youth, they don't care, it is better to die one than to die four, and they rescue with all their might, even if the black-robed man investigates afterwards, they have something to say, after all, they are facing Bushan, and they can't explain all three of them for the sake of a collaborator's heir.
It's a pity that in front of Bu Shan, the situation is not at all they can control, the right hand broke the attack of the three people, the left hand pinched the back of the young man's neck, Bu Shan stunned the young man with a hand knife, and then waved his big hand, and the rain of arrows in the sky suddenly attacked the three people.
Bushan was relaxed here, but Dongfang Yi was sad and angry, and finally forced the killer of the Netherworld Hall out, but the gap between the two sides was too big, this Zhao Que Zheng complained to Dongfang Yi with a depressed face, "This group of bastards is simply a loach that can't keep their hands, and they will withdraw after releasing the cold arrow, which is more annoying than the sniper captain you set up in Mobei." β
Although he knew that this was the reason for the identity of both the enemy and the enemy, His Royal Highness King Heng still sneered with an unkind face, "What's the matter?
Seeing that Dongfang Yi was full of danger signals, Zhao Que hurriedly shook his head and said, "Then how can it, even if they are all martial arts masters, but under our crossbow, they are still targets, but... It's just that my subordinates think it's a little strange!"
Dongfang Yi calmly continued, "Do you wonder why they keep disappearing so often?"
Stunned, Zhao Que nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes, just like a ghost, it always disappears for no reason." β
Dongfang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered meaningfully, "Have you forgotten who the other party is holding in his hand?"
Thinking of the Songyuan County Order, which had been nowhere to be found, Zhao Que suddenly said, "You said that Chu Xu is helping them?"
His Royal Highness King Heng sneered, "Help them? I don't think so, speaking from the heart, I always feel that Chu Xu seems to be a fan, through the Fengluan Palace, the news said, this Chu Xu young man is the first year of the Tianjia Tanhua and the first, it stands to reason that he should have been in the Ministry of Rites, but he never thought that he took the initiative to ask for release, just so the king is not in the attention to him, I don't know if you have asked the evacuated people, these six years, Chu Xu neither married his wife, nor brought his family to him, as if he was a lone wolf walking in the wilderness, and he paid great attention to the construction of roads and houses in the city, and the people of Songyuan respected him very muchγ β
It's not that Dongfang Yi thinks these are bad, but there is an unwritten unspoken rule in Daliang officialdom, all officials who are released basically have a purpose, some for money, some for fame, and none of them like Chu Xu put their energy on the development of urban people's livelihood, otherwise how could Ning Yi always inspect places on behalf of the sky?
Zhao Que looked around and said in a low voice, "Your Highness is doubting Chu Xu's identity?"
Listening to the killing shouts in the city, Dongfang Yi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and asked meaningfully, "Do you still need to be suspicious?"
This is the first time in Zhao Que's life that he has seen Dongfang Yi with such a strange expression, for some reason, he always has a kind of indescribable awkwardness, as if the person in front of him is not Dongfang Yi, but like a suspicious person pretending.
Because of this, Zhao Que smiled wryly, "Then what is Your Highness going to do, are you going to let the imperial court and the shadow guards intervene?"
Glancing at Zhao Que with a smile, Dongfang Yi put his hand on the other party's shoulder, and said with a smile, "It's better to ask for others than for yourself, the grievances between this king and the Netherworld Hall don't need to fake others, but the officials have made this omission, do you think I should use this to knock that group of people?"
Zhao Que frowned and said in a condensed voice, "But the Ministry of Officials is King Chen's territory, is His Highness sure?"
Chen Wang Dongfang Bai is the eldest brother of Dongfang Yi and others, the eldest son of the current emperor, not only in charge of the ministry, but also remote control of half of the army in the northwest, is one of the few people among the princes who can compete head-on with the Hengwang Party and the King of the Emperor, but he has been Taoguang and obscure over the years, and rarely shows his ambitions.
Letting go of Zhao Que's shoulder, Dongfang Yi said disdainfully, "You are wrong, this time it is not me who finds fault with the boss, but I help him start, although this is not a good start, but it is enough for him to achieve his goal." β
After thinking about the situation in the court, Zhao Que said earnestly, "Isn't it a bit risky?" The strength of the Northwest Army is no worse than that of the Liaodong Army!"
Dongfang Yi took out the award, looked at the night sky with an expressionless face, and sneered, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger, I will find an opportunity for the fifth child, start for the boss, if they don't put on a big show for me, how can I be worthy of the king's contribution?" Now this pool of water is too clear, before returning to Feng'an, I must ensure that it is muddy, otherwise they will turn their eyes to this king." β
It is undeniable that as long as the king is deceived, King Chen will fight with the king for a bright reason, but what if the king is not fooled? What if the Hengwang party will be wrong? Do you still expect several other princes to help stabilize the situation? Looking at Dongfang Yi's back, Zhao Que fell into deep thought.
Just as Zhao Que was thinking about the pros and cons of this matter, Dongfang Yi stood in the middle of the scene and shouted loudly, "Pass the order, order the Liaodong Army to return to the position before the incident, continue to shrink the encirclement, the Huanyu Army will withdraw from the scene, and make every effort to search the houses where the enemy disappeared, and the Qincha Guards will hunt the assassins with this king!"
"Whoa!"
To deal with the most hidden master of the Netherworld, the only way to deal with all changes is to respond to changes with the same is the safest solution.
Sure enough, when the soldiers and horses of the three parties were implemented according to Dongfang Yi's strategy, the situation in the city was immediately reversed, the killers of the Netherworld Hall were constantly exposed, and the tunnels of the black-robed men were also discovered one by one.
Staring at the Netherworld Hall that was forced out by the Liaodong Army At this moment, Dongfang Yi stretched out his head and pointed at the black-clothed man in front of him, and said with a cruel smile: "Kill with me!"
The stars are dense, and the cold moon is high.
Under the night, Songyuan City was completely reduced to a hell, there was a strong crossbow and Dongfang Yi, the killing god, the killers of the Netherworld Hall were like grass mustard, and they were constantly shot over by the crossbow arrows of the Liang Army, and those who were lucky enough to escape the crossbow arrow shooting were killed by Dongfang Yi one by one, and in the end, the blood soaked the thick brocade, and the streets were full of corpses, both the killers of the Netherworld Hall and the soldiers of the Liang Army.
Stepping on top of the coagulated blood, I can't help but make a sound under my feet, as if stepping on some kind of slimy air bag.