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- Chapter 248: Clean the knife and cut it with one stroke
After Fang Jie¡¯s carriage entered the courtyard of Sanjin Houfu, the people watching outside waited for half an hour before the gate opened again. I thought that Wu Yiyi and the others would leave the city immediately when the gate of Chang'an City opened. Who would have thought that they would stay inside for such a long time. The moment the door opened, everyone watching in the dark was shocked.
There was more than one carriage coming out of the door. But eight identical carriages in a row. The drivers who drove the carriages all wore bamboo hats and lowered their heads. They wore the same clothes and it was impossible to tell who was who. Even in terms of body shape, there is almost no difference, which instantly makes the person in the dark dumbfounded.
Eight carriages filed out, four to the left and four to the right. Every time a carriage passed through a street corner, a carriage was sent out, and the eight carriages actually took eight different routes.
"what to do?"
The face of Zhang Kuang, who was sitting at a food stall table, changed, and he subconsciously asked Mo Xiandao next to him.
Mo Xiandao did not expect to encounter such a situation. He pondered for a while and ordered the people around him: "Go and tell the adults' men to keep an eye on the four carriages going to the left. Our Snake Guards We stared at the carriage going to the right, and started to attack as soon as we left Chang'an City. Wu Dao wanted to disperse our people, but his own people were separated because of this. He didn't have many people, so he took eight more carriages. , What kind of manpower can he have! It¡¯s an idiot¡¯s strategy. If he keeps all his men around, he still has the strength to fight!¡±
"Here!"
The snake guard beside him responded and turned around to look for the men sent by the adults.
"Let's go."
Mo washed his knife and stood up, took out a handful of copper coins from his sleeve and put it on the table to pay for breakfast. He counted it carefully, picked up the extra copper coin and put it into his cuff. This action made Zhang Kuang's heart sore, and when he thought about himself again, the hatred in Zhang Kuang's heart emerged inexplicably.
"I hope we won't stop Fang Jie."
He whispered something, stood up and walked out to the right side of the street.
Mo Xiandao shook his head and looked at the package beside him. Inside the package was his weapon, the Huanshou knife that had harvested countless heads in Dongchu. After carrying the package on his back, he looked back at the door of Sanjin Houfu, his eyes suddenly changed, and then he walked back and sat down.
"Tell Deputy Zhang to lead his men to chase him. I have something to do here. You all should go with Deputy Zhang."
The snake guard beside him nodded and left, leaving only him. After sitting down, Mo Xidao took out the remaining copper coin from his cuff, held it in his hand and played with it. After waiting like this for more than half an hour, suddenly the door of Sanjin Houfu opened again, and two identical carriages came out of the Houfu. The drivers looked at each other and waved their whips to drive the carriages in the opposite direction. The direction galloped out.
Mo Xiandao smiled coldly and looked at the two carriages carefully. Judging from the speed at which the horse-drawn carriage started, he could tell that the carriage going to the left was much lighter. He immediately stood up and followed the carriage, keeping a close distance. Another carriage went to the right, apparently going to the east city to leave Chang'an.
The reason why Mo Xiandao wanted to judge which carriage was heavier was because he knew that Fang Jie was a person who was afraid of death. Fang Jie would never send away the people he could trust, which meant that Shen Qingshan and others should be in the carriage, so the carriage seemed heavy. The other carriage was obviously much faster, and Mo Xidao suspected that Wu Yiyi was in this carriage.
The eight carriages before may have been a deception.
Zhang Kuang, who had already led the people far away, ordered his subordinates: "Don't cause unnecessary trouble by killing Wu Dao. If you alert the people of the Ouchi Guards or Chang'an Mansion before killing Wu Yiyi, today's errand will be difficult to handle." Divide into four teams and intercept the carriages one by one after they leave the city. If there is no Wu in the carriage, let them go. "
"Here!"
His snake guards responded, quickly divided into four teams and chased the carriage out.
Just after Zhang Kuang finished giving his instructions, he found another carriage coming up from behind. His arrogant expression changed, and he hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and followed.
¡°I don¡¯t know why, but His Majesty the Emperor came to court much later than usual today. Moreover, the emperor seemed to be very talkative, calling out adults from various ministries to inquire about matters from time to time. As a result, today's morning meeting was much longer than before, and many people in the Tai Chi Hall had anxious expressions on their faces, as if they were sitting on pins and needles.
The emperor refused to announce his resignation, so they could only bear it anxiously.
The five carriages on the left chose different city gates to go out, one after another. Although the Snake Guard has a lot of manpower, their assigned strength is somewhat insufficient. openKuang sent people back to Prince Yi's Mansion to ask for instructions. Half an hour later, there was someone beside him, a person that Zhang Kuang hated very much.
This young man wearing a scholar's Confucian shirt has too much yin energy. Zhang Kuang hates him because he can feel that this person is dangerous.
"The prince asked you to guard the courtyard, why did you follow?"
He asked with a somewhat cold voice.
Fang Henshui, who was following him, smiled and said: "The things in the yard are actually not important at all. They are just some flags and other things buried in the yard. Manager Qin had already sent people to do these things last night. It's all taken away and distributed, and there's no point in me staying there. You asked Manager Qin for help before, and Manager Qin asked me to help. "
Zhang Kuang frowned and said: "There are so many carriages, why do you have to follow me?"
Fang Henshui smiled and said: "Because I know you are a very good scout. If there is really Fang Jie or Wu Yiyi among the five carriages going this way, then it must be in the carriage you chose to follow. If it is Wu Daodao, come and kill him. If it's Fang Jie I guess you might not be able to kill him, so I'm here."
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Chunhe Gate is a relatively small gate among the many gates in the east city of Chang'an. The guard here is usually guarded by Zuo Wuwei of the Sui Dynasty. But Zuowuwei will send troops tomorrow, so the task of defending the city is handed over to General Xu Xiaogong's Youzhenwei troops. A carriage came slowly from the city. The driver stopped at the gate and showed his customs clearance certificate to the gate guard. The guard checked it and let him go without any embarrassment.
The coachman thanked him and returned to the carriage, cracked his whip and drove the carriage out of Chunhe Gate.
Not long after the carriage left, a team of dozens of people escorted the two cars to the door. There was a escort flag on the car, which obviously belonged to a escort agency in the city. The escort bureau has detailed reports in Chang'an Mansion, and only then are they allowed to travel with weapons. They must also be carefully inspected when entering and leaving Chang'an, so the defenders at the general city gate are also familiar with them. But today is different. The people guarding the city gate are the newly replaced soldiers of Youzhen Guard.
For fear of making mistakes, the defenders checked extra carefully, only to find that one of the two carriages was empty, while the other was occupied by a young man in a Confucian shirt and a middle-aged man in smart clothes.
The soldier inquired carefully and found out that the escort team was not escorting escorts, but picking up escorts. There would be no problem if they left the city empty-handed, so the soldiers let them go. When they were going out, Fang Henshui, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't help but laugh. He didn't know what he thought was funny.
Zhang Kuang rolled his eyes at him and said nothing.
"Are you nervous?"
Fang Henshui asked.
Zhang Kuang still ignored it, but took out the horizontal knife from the package and began to wipe it carefully.
Fang Henshui said in a gentle tone: "Only when a person is nervous will he find some seemingly boring things to do, such aswiping his weapon. Your weapon is very clean and not stained with blood. What is there to wipe? ? In fact, you are doing this because you have a guilty conscience, because you are going to attack your own friends."
"Shut up!"
Zhang Kuang gave a cold drink.
"OK"
Fang Henshui smiled and said: "If you really can't do it, you can think about whether your friends will be kind to you when you do it."
Nancheng
A carriage had to stop about ten miles out of the city because the road was blocked. In the middle of the official road, dozens of men in well-dressed clothes stopped, and they had already drawn the knives from their waists. After the carriage stopped, many people rushed out from the woods on the roadside and blocked the carriage's retreat.
This carriage is the fifth carriage heading to Nancheng, and it is the one that Mo Xidao is staring at personally. The people from the Snake Guard had all gone to Dongcheng, and those surrounding the carriage were all the courtiers' men. No matter which court official he is, he will have many Jianghu people in his house. Although Chang'an City is very peaceful, after all, they will cherish their lives even more after reaching this status.
These killers often have murder cases on their bodies. Because of their good cultivation, they are secretly rescued and become private bodyguards. They all had a fierce aura about them and stared at the carriage with cold eyes.
The driver who drove the carriage took off his bamboo hat, turned back to the carriage and said with a smile: "There are not many people, so Fang Jie is a good way to disperse the enemy."
The person in the carriage hummed and said calmly: "Then clean it up quickly, we don't have much time."
"Understood."
The coachman responded, untied his raincoat and threw it aside. After taking off the bamboo hat and raincoat, I realized that the coachman turned out to be a surprisingly fat guy. He is wearing brand new clothes, and many people in Chang'an City can tell at a glance.?Clothes cost a lot of money, even though they are just common clothes.
He stood up from the carriage and stretched his body, and then the point under his feet suddenly flew out like a large ball of cotton wool. His figure doesn't look very fast, but it's so erratic that it's hard to figure out. The twenty or so men who were blocking the front came forward with swords and surrounded the fat man. But the fat man's movements were so weird that more than twenty horizontal knives could not even touch his clothes.
The dozen killers at the back did not dare to rush directly to the carriage. Instead, they took off their hard bows from behind and started firing arrows at the carriage. They didn't stop until their arms were numb from shooting. Each person had to shoot at least ten feather arrows. Although the carriage's carriage was very strong, many arrows were still shot through the windows. It looks like the carriage is a big hedgehog.
The killers looked at each other, then abandoned their bows and charged forward with their swords drawn. At this moment, a man suddenly flew out of the carriage. He was as skinny as firewood and wearing a torn leather jacket. He jumped out very fast, with no weapons on his hands, but a pair of gloves with steel spikes.
Soon, the fat man in front and the thin man in the back were surrounded by killers.
At this moment, a figure swept out from behind the crowd. In mid-air, the man drew out the ring-headed sword from his back and slashed it down in the air. A sharp and ruthless sword energy struck the carriage, and with a bang, it actually split the carriage into two halves!
The carriage shattered into pieces, and Mo Xi's sword appeared at the right moment and struck down quickly with his second sword!
There was only one person left in the carriage, wearing the iconic royal blue brocade suit.
He was the richest man in the Sui Dynasty, and he was the leader of Wu Dynasty!
At this time, there was no guard around him.
There was joy in Mo Xida's eyes. He had always been very confident in his knife. In the records of the Yanwu Academy, he wrote that he was at the fifth level of cultivation. In fact, he had already advanced to the seventh level three years ago. He can transform his inner energy into sword energy, which is majestic.
The moment his second sword fell, the joy in his eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by surprise and a hint of fear.
Wu Yiyi sat in the carriage with a calm face, without any guards around him.
But there are arrows.
Twenty dozen feather arrows that the killers had shot into the carriage were now floating calmly in front of Wu Dao, as well-behaved as pets trying to please their master. When Mo Xidao's sword fell, Wu Daodao slowly raised his head and looked at the figure in the air, then stretched out his hand and pointed forward.
In an instant, those feathered arrows were like flying eagles that had received instructions. They suddenly changed their direction and shot at Mo Xiandao like a heavy rain! - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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