Tonight, the thin clouds in the sky obscured the moonlight, casting the mountain village in darkness. Amidst the unusual silence, the occasional barking of a dog could be heard far away.
Li Feng, Liu Ruoyu, Si Mashao, and Wen Lin led several crossbowmen they had transferred from the army and stealthily made their way to the east straddling courtyard.
There was a person standing on the roofs of several houses in the east straddling courtyard. Although it was hard to see them clearly in the darkness, they could still tell whether they were standing or walking on the roofs.
Li Feng and the others made a light gesture and quietly spread out to search for their targets.
"Move!"
In the darkness, Si Mashao decisively gave the order. The crossbowmen who were lying on the walls took aim at their targets and pulled the triggers. Swish swish swish …
The sound of the arrows breaking through the air was different from that of the arrows. The sharp arrows fell like rain and pounced toward their targets. Some of the targets were sitting on the roofs, some were standing there, and only one was walking on the roofs. Because the roofs were slippery, he couldn't move fast and couldn't avoid these master archers.
The moment the arrows arrived, these people were hit and rolled down the roofs with miserable screams. Almost at the same time, Chen Guang, Stan, Fang Ziyu, Xing Su, and the other martial artists led their subordinates into the courtyard. Their clothes fluttered in the wind as they rushed toward the Prince of Luling's room.
Moving like tigers, just as they approached the Prince of Luling's residence, several figures rushed out of the shadows like hungry wolves and clashed with each other.
"Kill!"
The assassins responsible for disturbing the enemy, creating chaos, and cutting off the sleeping guards gripped their shining steel blades and broke through the doors and windows to slash at the sleeping figures on the beds.
Pfft!
As soon as the steel knives fell, the subordinates felt that something was wrong. Before the assassins who broke through the door could react, the hundreds of bodyguards and internal guards who followed closely behind the screens, the beams, the doors, and the windows like shadows chopped at the assassins' necks.
Holding two giant axes in his hands, Huo Qilin led a few of his trusted subordinates. Taking advantage of the fact that the guards outside the Prince of Luling's door were locked in battle with the Prince of Liang's Residence, they proudly passed by them and charged straight for the door of the Prince of Luling's room. Along the way, when they encountered the Prince of Luling's guards who were fighting, they did not lend a hand to help their own people break out of the encirclement. As for the Prince of Luling's guards who were charging at them, they did not linger to fight.
The door was kicked open by him. Huo Qilin was startled when he saw that the central room was brightly lit. There were many lamps already lit up. The floor of the central room was paved with green bricks and there was a picture of a crane and a pine on the wall. There were two vertical scrolls and a person was standing in the middle of the central room with a blade hidden behind his elbow.
Huo Qilin's eyes narrowed. Yang Fan didn't recognize him, but he recognized Yang Fan. Back when Yang Fan wrestled in the palace, he had been King Liang's personal guard and had been among the spectators. He recognized the power of Yang Fan's wrestling technique and knew that this person's movements were light and nimble. This kind of small and nimble martial arts was his bane, especially in a place like the room, which would hinder his ability to display his skills.
But the Prince of Luling was in the room, so he had to get past this hurdle.
Huo Qilin waved the giant axes in his hands and suddenly let out a sinister laugh as he strode through the door.
Don't be fooled by his sturdy stature and heavy weapon, this leap was as swift as a ghost, his body moved like a floating cotton. Before he even landed on the ground, the wind and thunder were already raging. 'Pi Pi Pa La' sounds were incessantly heard. The tables and chairs used to entertain guests, the decorative flower racks, and the antique shelves were all smashed under his pair of giant axes.
It seemed like Huo Qilin wanted to sweep away all the obstacles in his way so that he could display his tyrannical martial arts. Yang Fan's blade was hidden behind his elbow the entire time, a faint smile on his face. He was like a withered leaf in the autumn wind, fluttering under his giant axes.
"Kill your way into the room!"
Huo Qilin kept Yang Fan busy while shouting orders to his subordinates.
Just as the subordinates were about to charge into the room, the doors to the rooms to the left and right suddenly opened. The curtains were also silently raised, but they couldn't see anyone standing there. The assassins who were about to barge in were startled.
"Kill your way in!"
Huo Qilin brandished his giant axes, causing a storm in the central room, the sound of his giant axes tearing through the air.
When the subordinates heard his words, their courage was boosted. They roared and charged into the rooms to the left and right. When they entered the room, they saw that the room was also brightly lit. A lady was standing in front of the bed, holding a three-foot-long sword in her hand. She was looking at them with a faint smile. Other than her, there was no one else in the room.
Si Mashao abandoned his crossbow and pulled out his blade to join the battle. The enemy he was facing was Huang Xuchang. Huang Xuchang wielded a thick machete with a ring hilt. It was heavy and powerful, and when he swung it, it was like lightning.
Si Mashao was a fierce general in the army, he could fight on the battlefield, but with this level of martial arts, he was no match for Huang Xuchang. After a short while, a palm-sized piece of flesh on his arm was sliced off by Huang Xuchang's blade. He cried out in pain and took a few steps back. Luckily, Liu Ruoyu and Wen Lin raised their blades and saved him.
Si Mashao took a few steps back and suddenly tripped. Luckily, that thing was soft and did not trip him. Si Mashao turned his head and saw that it was a 'corpse'. There were three arrows stuck in the chest of the 'corpse', all the way to the end of the arrows. This' corpse 'was probably the result of their shooting from the roof, but … this' corpse 'did not have a face.
It was a scarecrow!
The arrows were real, the screams were also real, but the corpse was actually a scarecrow!
Si Mashao shouted, "We've been tricked! There's an ambush! We've been tricked, there's … "
His shout had cost Liu Ruoyu her life. Liu Ruoyu subconsciously turned her head to look. Her hand only paused for a moment before Huang Xuchang's machete sliced open Wen Lin's chest. With a splash of warm blood, Huang Xuchang chopped towards Wen Lin's head. Si Mashao's shout had only created more chaos for his own people, but it did not have any positive effect.
In the central room, Huo Qilin's pair of axes were swinging like wheels. Although this type of heavy weapon could save a lot of energy when swinging it, it was still a heavy weapon. The thunderous roar that filled the hall had disappeared. Although in the eyes of others, Huo Qilin was still swinging his axes like a windmill, in reality, his speed had greatly decreased.
Yang Fan had been following Huo Qilin's axes, advancing and retreating. He did not move away from Huo Qilin, nor did he move half a step closer. The knife was hidden behind his elbow, and his pair of bright eyes stared coldly at Huo Qilin's shoulders, forcing him to not dare to rest. Seeing that Huo Qilin's energy was gradually depleted, Yang Fan suddenly took three steps back, escaping from Huo Qilin's attack range. However, this retreat only lasted for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, he pounced forward again.
In the eyes of others, it seemed as if Yang Fan had not retreated at all. He had only made a feint of retreating, and then his whole body bounced back. His knife came out from behind his elbow, and swept upwards from Huo Qilin's lower body. The cold light from the knife was like a raging wave that rolled upwards.
At this moment, the axes in Huo Qilin's hands had just crossed, and with a split to the left and right, an opening appeared in the middle. This opening and closing only took a moment, but Yang Fan's knife was precisely in this moment, and like a bolt of lightning, it flashed through the gap. Almost at the same time that the axes in Huo Qilin's hands split to the left and right, Yang Fan's knife had already struck out.
It looked as if Huo Qilin's arms had stretched out, and he had taken the initiative to use his body to receive Yang Fan's knife. This knife went from his left hip to the right side of his chest, and there was a long, diagonal wound. Blood quickly dyed his robes red, and Huo Qilin staggered a few steps back. His heel knocked against the door sill, and his whole body fell backwards.
"Bang!"
Huo Qilin landed heavily on the ground, but he did not let go of the pair of axes in his hands. The backs of the axes smashed against the green bricks, and there was a splash of brick dust.
Yang Fan slashed out with his knife, and without looking at him again, he rushed towards the room that Lan Yiqing was in. He was very confident in Gao Ying's martial arts, and Lan Yiqing was, after all, a little younger. Although there were no mediocre inner guards, he was afraid that something would happen to this girl. He rushed into the room, and Lan Yiqing happened to come out from the door, and the two of them almost bumped into each other.
Lan Yiqing's eyebrows raised, and he said proudly, "It's done! It seems that I was just a little faster than Sister Gao Ying … "
Gao Ying came out from the opposite room with a long sword that was dripping with blood. She snorted coldly, "Keep bragging, hurry up and finish off those people outside!"
Lan Yiqing stuck out his tongue, rushed out side by side with Gao Ying, and Yang Fan also followed closely behind. A knife and two swords suddenly separated and combined, turning into a group of fierce and frightening sword light, unstoppably killing the enemies in front of them …
The shouting and killing in the Liang Mansion was unusually obvious in the quiet night. First, the dogs barked from far and near, and then the villagers woke up one after another. But listening to the shouting and killing, these people who had lived in this small mountain village all their lives did not dare to find out what was going on. It was not until the sky was bright, until the sun was high in the sky, until it was noon …
The Liang Mansion had been quiet for a long time. Liang Lizheng really could not hide anymore, so he gathered all the strong men in the village, holding a manure fork, an axe, a kitchen knife, and a spear, and entered the Liang Mansion, trembling with fear.
Very soon, they discovered that there was no one left alive in the mansion. The pitiful Old Steward Liang had been decapitated and died tragically in the backyard. Soon after, his wife, son, daughter-in-law, and a little granddaughter were found dead in the cellar, all killed with a single stab.
In this small mountain village, stealing and fighting with neighbors was already the biggest incident of the year. When had such a murder ever happened? But this was not the most horrifying thing. The most horrifying thing was that the Liang Family's West Stride Courtyard had already become a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. There were dripping blood everywhere, cold corpses were everywhere, and broken limbs could be seen everywhere inside and outside the courtyard.
Liang Lizheng did not have the courage to carefully investigate, nor did he count how many people had died. He immediately went home to lead the donkey, and called two strong men to be more courageous. A group of three hurried to the county government office to report to the county magistrate.
Yang Fan and the others did not go far. At this moment, they were only two mountains away from the Liang Family's courtyard. There were a few new graves on the hillsides, which were the burial places of the hundred cavalry and inner guards who had died in battle.
Xu Liang walked to Yang Fan's side, smiled bitterly, and said in a low voice, "There are two less suspicious targets, because … they have died in battle!"
Yang Fan patted him on the shoulder with a heavy expression, and said to Huang Xuchang, who had just paid his respects to the dead brothers, who had rushed back to his side, "We can't go on like this. If we continue like this, even if we can return to the capital, only a few people will survive."
Huang Xuchang said with red eyes, "What can we do? We eat military rations and take military pay, isn't this the business we do? "
Yang Fan said slowly, "We have to think of a way! There must be a way! "
He turned his eyes and suddenly saw Li Guo'er sitting quietly next to Prince of Luling. His eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of a feasible way, so he walked toward her …
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