Even during the daytime, when the crowds are at its highest, Suzaku Street is not congested.

This is the most majestic city in the world today, the central main road of Chang'an City, and the most extensive and prosperous street in the world.

There was only a red cloud left in the sky.

At this moment, there is no one on the street, and the Marquis of Wu, who is patrolling the night, has already galloped on this Suzaku Avenue.

But that was in the past, and although Li Wenshuo had also encountered a few martial artists at this moment, they were lying on the ground with pitch-black arrows stuck in their heads or chests.

There was a thick smell of blood wafting through the air.

Li Wenshuo stood in place, frowning slightly, and the sound of feather arrows breaking through the wind came from his ears, and with two pounces, the feather arrows penetrated the Confucian robe on his body.

Li Wenshuo's figure was crooked, and he fell to the ground on one knee.

In the night, two figures swooped down from the roof of the building, like two predatory eagles, their sharp straight knives hidden in the darkness, and there was a faint glimmer of light.

Both of them were dressed in black, their faces were expressionless, although their martial arts skills were not high, but relying on the crossbow treasure knife in their hands, they had already killed five people tonight.

But it wasn't enough, because it was commanded that anyone who showed up in the street tonight to get in the way was their target.

Like them, there are still many black-clothed people who are moving between the walls and courtyards, and the blades drink blood.

"The sixth. ”

The knife was already close to the back of the neck of the young man in the Confucian shirt, and the two of them were still expressionless, they were in groups of two, one mended the knife, and the other supported, and the five people before, even if the martial marquis who was a little more powerful was powerless.

But at this moment, the change is abrupt.

The young man in the Confucian robe, who was originally shot by a crossbow arrow and fell to the ground, suddenly stood upright, grabbed his wrist holding the knife, and before the man in black could make a move, he met the opponent's dark eyes, and the cold killing intent came to his face, and it was suddenly in his bones.

The other man in black was also stunned, he was already very close, and he had been paying attention to the movement here, but he still hadn't followed the movements of the young man in the Confucian robe.

The straight knife in his right hand swung out violently, but Li Wenshuo was obviously much faster than him, and with a twist and a flick of his hand, his partner was smashed into his body as a weapon. The two of them rolled on the ground five or six feet away before they stopped.

"Hey, who the hell are you?"

Li Wenshuo walked closer, kicked twice, and saw that the two still had no reaction, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he reached out to open a person, and found that the corners of his mouth had been dripping black blood, and he had committed suicide by taking poison.

Li Wenshuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly looked at the Mingde Gate not far away, and there was a faint sound of swords and soldiers fighting from there.

At this moment, under the Mingde Gate, the camp is divided into two sides.

On one side is a sword-wielding armor wearing bright armor, and on the other side is an assassin dressed in black and armed with various weapons, suddenly attacking.

Zhou Jin waved the dark golden long sword in his hand, feeling the force coming from the sword, his arm was numb from the shock, his brows were slightly furrowed, he gritted his teeth, split the other party, panting, and didn't know what was going on.

As the son of the first assistant of the dynasty, although he is also a civil and military person on weekdays, but Zhou Gongming was born as a commoner, although the official is in a high position, he still has no title, so he has to come to this Jin Wuwei for a walk, that is, to mix up the qualifications, to make some preparations for stepping into the officialdom in the future, how could he have thought that this kind of sword and sword shadow could be encountered in this Chang'an City.

The number of opponents is similar to them, but the skills are generally above them, and the moves are not at all like those military warriors who usually face them, if it weren't for the fact that it was their turn to be on duty at Mingde Gate on this day, there were a few good players arranged by the father in the team, otherwise I am afraid that a face-to-face, this team of people will fall here.

But the situation is not much better.

With a low shout, Zhou Jin knocked a man in black to the ground and shouted: "Brothers, hold on, if this group of traitors break into Mingde Gate, we will also die!"

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked in the body. Zhou Jin only felt pain in his waist, and his body flew up uncontrollably, and before he got up, he saw a terrible knife light slashing down his head, and he felt a chill in his heart, and he was faintly desperate.

The man in black pounced on him with a knife, and then fell on top of him, never moving again.

Zhou Jin was slightly stunned, pushed away the corpse on his body, and when he looked up, he saw a young man in a Confucian robe holding a long sword, his body was flying, the long sword was dancing, and there was a Sen Sen's sword qi breaking out of the air.

also hurriedly got up and took the remaining twenty or so brothers to fight back with all their might, and after a while, these black-clothed people all fell to the ground.

wiped the wet sweat on his head, but only found that his hands were full of sticky blood, and he didn't care much, a heavy armor piece rattled, walked up to Li Wenshuo, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the strong man's help, dare to ask the strong man's name, you can know the origin of this group of thieves." ”

Li Wenshuo frowned, did not speak, felt the vibration on the ground, and looked up at Suzaku Street.

Seeing this, Zhou Jin was a little puzzled, and also looked at Li Wenshuo's gaze, his pupils also shrank, he gasped, and hurriedly turned around to close the palace door, but found that the door bolt had been destroyed at some point, his brows were furrowed, and he shouted: "Array, defend it!"

The low voice came far away, but there was no movement, if it was usual, there should have been a brother who should have come to support, thinking of this, Zhou Jin's heart sank, probably guessing what was happening, but he didn't speak, just tore off a strip of cloth from his body and tied the iron sword in his hand tightly.

I saw that in front of me, a black iron armor and an iron knife in hand formed a large team, silently rushing towards the direction of Mingde Gate, black and pressing, looking at I don't know how many.

Li Wenshuo frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Who are they, they also look like my soldiers from Liyang, do you know what's going on." ”

Zhou Jin let out a sigh, smiled bitterly, and said: "Looking at the costumes, it is probably the private army of the Jing'an Palace, and the number is only eight hundred. ”

"How long will it take for someone to come to help?"

Hearing this, Zhou Jin frowned slightly, gritted his teeth, and said coldly: "Now only the Imperial Forest Army in the palace can come to support, but ten of the thirteen guards in the Imperial Forest Army are all under this prince, and it is estimated that the palace is also chaotic at the moment, a good one should be foreign aid, and a good one is a chaotic thief." ”

Li Wenshuo also squinted his eyes slightly, although he didn't know much about the affairs in the court, but he didn't know anything, and now Liu Xiu, the king of Jing'an, had an incident, and the biggest enemy to get rid of was not the unconscious emperor, but his good brother, the crown prince Liu Ye.

And Liu Ye happened to be in the palace at this moment.

"There are no reinforcements, which means that you can only hold on?"

Zhou Jin nodded, looked at the armorers kneeling on one knee not far away, standing there in a row, holding crossbow arrows, and the cold light bubbling on the crossbow arrows, and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Then hold on for a while, the affairs in the palace, I believe he can handle it well, as for the affairs outside the palace, it will be solved outside the palace!"

A cold light flashed in Li Wenshuo's eyes, and he only heard a sonorous sound, and the long sword behind his back was unsheathed.