As soon as the words fell, a group of people dressed in strange clothes poured into the door of the prison, holding strong bows and crossbows, arrows on the strings, like a full moon, aimed at everyone in the prison. It seems that there are a lot of people coming.

Rao is indifferent to the experience of Xiting Dao, and he didn't notice the slightest abnormality in advance, and he couldn't help but be secretly frightened. The heroes of the righteous army were even more shocked, and said one after another: "Two seniors, how is this good?" "Who are these people, are they the subordinates of this dog official?"

Mo Zhen's face flashed with surprise, and he said calmly: "Don't panic, everyone, if they are really the subordinates of this dog official, they must be some pus-filled feet, don't be afraid of him!" There are very few officers and men who are so brave.

The head of the Xiting Road unhurriedly put the chess sets into the baggage, bent down to pick up the chess pieces scattered on the ground one by one, and when he picked up more than ten chess pieces with both hands, he suddenly shouted, his hands were raised, and all the chess pieces were issued. I only heard the sound of ah-yo-yo, and everyone of unknown origin was shot one after another, some of the acupoints were pointed, and some bows and arrows were out of their hands.

I only heard one person in the crowd shouting: "Shoot the arrows! This old secret weapon is very good, don't let him go unpunished!" Before the words landed, the arrows were already fired on the roof and at the door of the prison, and suddenly there was a loud swishing sound, and the feathered arrows flew sideways on the corridor in the prison.

The arrows were shot from different directions, making people unable to guard against them, and several heroes were injured in an instant. Mo Zhen said angrily: "Old Niubi, you block the front, I'll clean up these rabbit cubs on the roof!" said that the broken sleeve was raised above his head and quickly circled and waved, and his body suddenly pulled up, and the arrows shot from the height were all caught or flying.

The head of the Xiting Dao responded, and the long sword in his hand turned into a white light, and gradually connected into a wall of light as his body moved, only to hear the sound of clanging and clanging was very dense, and most of the arrows shot at the door of the cell were blocked, and only a few leaked in. The heroes of the rebels who guarded the cells also swung their blades to fight, and they were able to resist for a while.

As soon as he approached the gap, he hurriedly raised his true qi, and slapped his palm upward, using the most proud palm technique in his life - the wind palm. The archers around the gap were hit by the force of their palms, and they fell to the sky in all directions, only to hear a few clicks, crushing the roof and falling down. All of them were seriously injured and vomited blood, and they could no longer be ruthless.

Mo Yi used up his strength to hurt the enemy, and his body fell, and his body shook to the bottom of a nearby gap, and he jumped up as if he was concocting his body, and was about to make a palm, when he suddenly heard a shout above his head, and a large black thing fell down rapidly, and the momentum was very vicious. Hurriedly moved a few feet sideways to avoid falling back to the ground.

There was a thud of dust, and things fell to the ground, which turned out to be a large rock. Mo Zhen scolded angrily: "What a thief, you dare to hit Lao Zhaohua with a stone! Tonight, I will let you see how powerful Lao Zhaohua is!" Stretched out his hand and picked up a handful of mud and sand and threw it into the gap, turned his head and said to a group of heroes of the righteous army: "You guys go to the root of the wall!"

Everyone quickly retreated to the corner of the wall and stood against the wall. Mo Zhi picked up the boulder with both hands, lifted it above his head with a hey sound, and then sent it upwards with force. Two or three hundred pounds of boulders flew upwards and crashed into the beams of the roof. As soon as Dashi made a move, he retreated to the root of the wall and shouted to the head of the West Pavilion: "Old Niu's nose flashes quickly!"

I only heard a bang, the girder was broken by the boulder, and most of the roof collapsed with a bang. In an exclamation, the archers on the roof fell down along with the tiles and rafters. All the oil lamps in the corridor were suddenly extinguished, and only a faint light of night poured in through the huge gap in the roof. The prison was broken and in shambles.

This cell was used to house prisoners who were about to be executed, but all those who were held here were death row inmates who were about to be executed, and were usually executed the night after the same night, so they were not as solid as the rest of the cells.

The sight of the archers was blocked by the darkness of the night, and they stopped firing their arrows. Someone shouted loudly: "We only need three people here, as long as you release the two heroes, Master Li and Wang Wu, we will withdraw immediately! Otherwise, you will be killed and there will be no place to be buried!"

Mo Zhen sneered: "What are you, you also deserve to threaten the old man! The prisoners who are imprisoned here are all prisoners who steal chickens and dogs, corrupt and bend the law, where are there any bullshit heroes!" After speaking, his figure flashed to the side.

Only a few swishing sounds were heard, and several feathered arrows were fired at the position where he was just now.

Li Baohua's voice said: "Mr. Songtsam, save me, I'm here!" The tone was very eager, and there were seven surprises in the eagerness.

The man who spoke just now snorted and said, "You still have the face to let me save you, I can't do a little thing, what's the use of leaving you!" After speaking, he said: "Light the torches and see how long they can hide!"

Mo Zhenwei and others secretly shouted that it was not good, as long as the fire was lit, when the cell was neutral, arrows would rain down. Li Baohua and others were secretly happy in their hearts, this person reprimanded on his lips, but he wanted to save him in his heart.

Mo Zhen's mind was racing, and suddenly he had an idea, and said loudly: "Old Niubi, you hurry up and go out and go to the south of the city to inform the brigade of the righteous army to come." I'll take care of it, go and go!"

The head of the Xiting Daoist understood and replied in a loud voice: "Okay, forgive them and they can't stop me! As soon as the brigade of the righteous army arrives, see which of them can get away!" As he spoke, he dodged and rushed to the door, stabbing with the long sword in his hand, and several archers fell to the ground with a scream.

People who came to see that the long swordsmanship of Xiting Dao was so good, they couldn't help but be shocked, if they stepped forward to stop him, they would definitely die, if they let him go out, it would be even worse, the righteous army team arrived, then it would be difficult to escape with wings, and then it would become a place for their own death without a place to bury. The man who had just spoken shouted, "Let's go!"

Everyone walked away cleanly in an instant, and Mo Zhi and Xiting Dao Chang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that this method worked. He immediately ordered that he be put in prison and interrogated by Lin Fengsheng at the right time. The roofs above the cells were crumbling, and the rough wooden fences were still intact, and he smiled intently: "If you don't change cells, you will lock them up here, and let them know what it means to be in danger." ”

At that moment, he asked everyone to find some rafters in the ruins, built a few fires, untied the wine gourd and poured it over his mouth, but found that it was empty, and said: "It's a long night, and it is not difficult to send it when there is wine to drink and meat to eat, go, you go and get some wine and meat!"

Everyone thought: "Where to find wine and meat in the middle of the night, the seniors are really embarrassing us." Fortunately, he only said to do it, not to buy it, so the means don't have to be rigid. "Thinking of this, rushing to go.