Yan Tieyi was lying on the eaves, and he deliberately wore a blue-gray dress today, so that he could better hide in the blue bricks and gray tiles.

He was now waiting, waiting for the moment of that assassination.

A gourd of cold wine in his hand, this is what he continues to live.

Of course, he was not the only one here, beside him, and on the roof opposite him, there were assassins in ambush.

These good hands are all carrying strong bows and crossbows, all of which are the best bows and crossbows from the craftsmen of the Dazong Dynasty - Song crossbows, which can fire three arrows in a row.

Of course, their bows and arrows could not penetrate the rotten silver armor of Bei Moci, regardless of the filament chain mail.

It stands to reason that no matter whether Bei Moci comes to Dawu City today or not, the spies who are looking for intelligence outside the city should put back the news. But until now, Yan Tieyi has not received any information.

However, he felt that today was not the norm.

Yan Tieyi glanced at the downtown under the house again, and he recognized that the place not far away was the blacksmith shop. He took a small sip of cold wine and exhaled carefully.

Seeing that winter is about to begin, that is, Mengdong is coming, the dry cold is gradually replacing the slightly bleak cold of late autumn.

Yan Tieyi's breath also turned into white gas. But it made Yan Tieyi even careful to breathe.

Every inadvertent event may be wrong.

At the east gate, that is, the main gate of the Great Dance City, Bei Moci stepped in with a tall head and a whip.

We remember that this Northern Moci General had his hair tied, and neither he nor his twelve ghost generals were wearing face armor.

They have their purpose.

"Hahaha, Liu Dafu, Liu Dafu, you are really lucky. If you don't die, you can still become the lord of such a small city. Seriously, the last time the head of this regiment came here, he envied you. Bei Moci said to Liu Dafu, who was leading the horse.

Behind him, the twelve ghost generals have been scattered on both sides in order to better protect him.

"Captain, don't laugh at the little ones. In this hundreds of miles of land, where can it be compared to Linhuang Mansion. Liu Dafu replied.

"What, you are still thinking about the position of the city lord of Linhuang Mansion?" Bei Moci looked at him playfully.

At the same time, Bei Moci has already seen the six roads and listened to the eight directions. For on the way here, he roasted a white dove.

"Captain, Captain, what are you talking about? The villain has ten guts, and he knows that it is impossible to reinstate the official. Liu Dafu was scared out of a cold sweat. His official robes were also soaked.

"What are your thoughts Liu Dafu, don't you know yet? Put your heart in your stomach, even if you can't be reinstated, since you have asked the head of this group, the head of this group will definitely say a few good words for you. Bei Moci said.

They slowly came to the more lively downtown in the Eastern District, that is, the market where Yan Tieyi bought knives.

With a gesture from Bei Moci, the twelve ghost generals and all the cavalry tensed their nerves and held down the weapons in their hands one after another.

"The head of the group, these people are the gentlemen of the big dance city, and there are some businessmen and celebrities, they heard about the prestige of the head of the group, and they specially made an appointment to come and make friends. Liu Dafu restrained the horses of Bei Moci.

"I've seen General Bei Moci. They knelt in front of their horses and raised their hands above the top of their hands to present the gifts they were going to offer to Bei Moci.

"The villain Zhuoerta is a tea and horse merchant who travels from south to north. I heard that General Bei Moci was the general of Xiangzhen Linhuang Mansion, so he specially presented a sword, and hoped that General Bei Moci would accept it with a smile. "Zolta is neither humble nor arrogant, although he points to the ground on one knee, he straightens his back.

Behind him, the same is true of Ji Xin and Yan Liuhe.

Bei Moci looked at the source of the sound, he~ The Hu people in the Northern Regions who are like iron towers, in this pile of people who are only promised, say that they are all wronged by Zhuoerta.

At the moment, Bei Moci has a heart of love.

I saw him turn over and dismount, personally take the sword box containing the broken sword, and then go to help Zolta up.

Ji Xin and Yan Liuhe also stood up.

"General, look at this sword. Zolta raised his hand, made a gesture of please, and then helped Bei Moci open the sword box, revealing the sword.

He grabbed the sword, took the hilt of the sword and pulled it out of its sheath, and admired it with Zolta, so that Zolta could explain the sharp sword to him.

On the roofs of the houses on both sides of the horses, the Assassins pulled their crossbows and quietly aimed at their targets.

Yan Tieyi even took out the winter remnant dagger and stared at Bei Moci.

"Hahaha, what a sharp sword. Zolta, come with me, and I want to thank you for your kindness. Bei Moci was dazzled by the reflection of the sword, and he narrowed his bronze bell-like eyes because of this.

Not only that, Bei Moci's next action kicked off the prelude to the chickens and dogs jumping in this market.

Because of the sharp sword body, mapped to Ji Xin's side, a guy dressed as a gentleman touched out the murder weapon.

"There are assassins!!" Bei Moci threw down his sword, and a harrier rolled over and flashed into the formation of twelve ghost generals.

was discovered!!

Yan Tieyi and the other assassins' hearts were raised to their throats.

But when he heard a "whoosh" sound of breaking through the sky, he didn't know that the unruly assassin's fingers trembled and released a feather arrow.

The barbed, poison-fed feathered arrow pierced through the armor of a ghost general, biting into the back of the ghost general's heart.

"Shoot the arrows—"

Although something went wrong, Yan Tieyi, who was frowning, still made a decision and decided to act.

He and some other good men fell from the sky with hand-armed men.

Behind Ji Xin and Yan Liuhe, those assassins hidden among gentlemen and celebrities have been exposed, and there is no need to hide.

They showed their swords one after another and slaughtered Bei Moci and the military horses that protected him.

Attacks swarmed from all directions, and the locust-like feathered arrows alone reaped many lives.

For a while, Bei Moci really panicked.

At this time, a man raised his sword in front of him, swinging his sword to block a swift feather arrow for him.

"General, this place is not suitable for a long time, let's get out of here quickly. Before Drota could finish speaking, a masked assassin had already approached, and his target was aimed directly at Bei Moci.

Zolta hurriedly swung his sword to meet it.

However, the masked assassin's attack was vicious and tricky, and Zolta couldn't resist it several times.

At this moment, Bei Moci's golden gourd wolf tooth hammer broke through the air and smashed into the back of the masked assassin at once.

Zorta also raised his sword and knocked the masked Assassin to the ground.

It all happened between the lights and the fire.

Although three of the twelve ghost generals died under the first round of feather arrows, the remaining nine were obviously not easy to mess with. The distance was too close, and the horses hindered them from showing their strength. They simply dismounted, wielding long-handled ghost-headed broadswords, opposite the Assassin's swordsmen.

Although the Assassins were all good hands, how could they be opponents against these well-armed heavy cavalry?

Soon, all the Assassins were cut down to the ground.

There was only one person left, still struggling to support, his chest had been stabbed and was trickling blood. But he used a winter remnant dagger against a broken sword and a golden gourd wolf's tooth hammer, and he seemed to have no pressure.

"Ah, Ji Xin, look, that's the winter dagger. Yan Liuhe's eyes were sharp, and he saw the ice-like winter dagger in the assassin's hand.