County government office, study room.

On this day, Yan Su sat in the study, but it was difficult to calm down his expectant and nervous mood.

His son Yan Sheng took people to the mountain to encircle and suppress the bandits of Mount Tai. Once he really obtained the Xuanyuan Sword, he would definitely have risen to the top and he will get rid of a small place like Nancheng County. In Yan Su's heart, Wang Yan was always a disaster, so Yan Su had already instructed Yan Sheng. After obtaining the Xuanyuan Sword, he waited for an opportunity to kill Wang Yan.

Even if someone asks me, it can be said that Wang Yan died when he fought with the bandits of Taishan, so he can hide it.

When Yan Su thought of the various benefits after winning, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

He stood up, walked out of the study room, sat in the yard to cool off. Looking up at the moonlight, Yan Su felt that everything was so beautiful. Especially tonight, the moon was particularly round, without any dark clouds, shining brightly, and very beautiful.

Suddenly, Yan Su's heart felt a heart-wrenching pain.

In my heart, I felt a little uncomfortable.

Yan Su held his hands tightly in pain, his steel teeth were tight, and the fine sweat on his forehead penetrated out and slid down. After a while, the pain completely disappeared. There was also a pale look on his face.

"What's going on? Suddenly I felt so distressed."

"Is it possible that something happened to Sheng'er? No, it is definitely impossible. There are Jian Shuo, Cao Cao, Yuan Shao and others on the mountain, as well as the 300 elite soldiers around Sheng'er. Wang Yan also participated in the encirclement and suppression of the bandits of Mount Tai. It is impossible for Sheng'er to have something wrong."

"This time, Sheng'er can definitely win the Xuanyuan Sword and take down Wang Yan."

Yan Su carried his hands on his back and forth in the yard, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

At this moment, his heart could no longer calm down.

"Go to the city gate and wait for news."

Yan Su was uneasy and ordered someone to call the chief clerk Yang Hui, and then head toward the city gate in a carriage.

Yang Hui had already gone to bed, and was called by Yan Su with sleepy eyes, and was listless. However, he had to cheer up, with a touch of flattery on his face, and said, "Sir, call Bei Zhi over overnight. Is there anything wrong?"

Yan Su had a serious expression and said, "I was restless and always felt like something big was going to happen? So, let's go to the city gate to wait for news."

Yang Hui smiled and said, "Sir, this battle must be the master who takes the Xuanyuan Sword and kills Wang Yan. You are just a little worried about the master. After all, the master is the first to go to the battlefield."

After saying this, Yan Su felt a little better.

The carriage arrived downstairs, and Yan Su took Yang Hui and walked straight up to the city tower.

At this time, there were very few soldiers on the city tower, not even fifty people. Because many elite soldiers stationed in the city tower had been allocated to Yan Sheng, the city defense was loose. The officials guarding the city were yawning and sleepy, so they had to accompany Yan Su.

A crowd stood on the city tower and looked into the distance.

But in fact, it was pitch black in the distance and nothing was there.

However, Yang Hui and the officials guarding the city dared not mention it, so they could only stand with staring blankly. Time gradually passed, Yan Su and Yang Hui stood at first, but they couldn't bear it in the second half of the night. They found a place to sit down and quietly waited for the news.

"There is fire, and there is fire outside the city."

Suddenly, the soldiers patrolling the night tower shouted loudly.

As soon as the sound came out, Yan Su stood up. He breathed rapidly, supported his hands on the female wall, stretched out his head, widened his eyes, and stared at the firelights that appeared in the distance.

Yang Hui stood beside him, frowned and said, "Can these firelights be ghost fires?"

Yan Su snorted: "These fires are constantly moving, how could they be ghost fires? I think you are a ghost, a crow's mouth, don't say unlucky words."

"Look at me, I really deserve to fight." Yang Hui said gently overcame this embarrassment.

At this time, everyone on the city tower was waiting eagerly.

As the distance was closer, Yang Hui muttered: "There are few fires outside the city. Judging from the blurry appearance, it seems that there are not many people. I remember that there are three hundred elites in the court, three hundred elites in the young masters, and Wang Yan even came out in full swing, sending more than a thousand people. But judging from the situation outside the city, it seems that there are not even one hundred people."

"Shut up!"

Yan Su was irritated and couldn't help but speak.

When the distance is closer to twenty feet, the situation under the city tower can be clearly seen through the fire.

Yan Su was in a low mood when he saw the eyes. Because the soldiers outside the city were dressed by the soldiers he sent out. Through the fire, he could see these people were covered in blood and even more exhausted. At the front, there was a burly man with a person on his back. When Yan Su saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat and his expression instantly collapsed.

Yang Hui's expression was gloomy and said, "Sir, young master..."

"Shut up!"

Yan Su interrupted directly, staring at the soldiers under the city.

"Young Master Yan Sheng was killed by the bandits of Mount Tai. Open the city gate and I want to see the county magistrate."

A loud and hoarse voice came from outside the city.

As soon as these words were said, Yan Su could no longer hold it back, his legs became weak, and he collapsed directly on the city tower. Yang Hui's eyes turned, and his feet fell to the ground. However, he got up first, supported Yan Su, and said, "Sir, let's go down and take a look. Maybe the young master will be saved."

Yan Su nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, maybe there is still help."

"Open the city gate, I will leave the city."

Yan Su staggered down the city tower. Soon, the city gate opened with a bang. Yan Su, Yang Hui and the generals guarding the city walked out of the city together.

Zang Ba carried Yan Sheng's body and walked slowly forward.

"Among the three people who left the city, the front is county magistrate Yan Su, the left is chief clerk Yang Hui, and the right is the general guarding the city. These three people are all the targets you want to kill."

A low voice rang in Zang Ba's ears.

Zang Ba said nothing, and continued to move forward with Yan Sheng on his back.

When the two sides were less than ten steps apart, Yan Su cursed and shouted: "Why is my son like this? How did you protect Sheng'er? I tell you that if Sheng'er has a good or bad fortune, you will all be buried with him."

In a word, Zang Ba's heart suddenly sank.

From the sentence just now, we can infer the character of the county magistrate Yan Su.

At this time, the distance gradually narrowed. When both sides stopped, Zang Ba put Yan Sheng on the back on the ground, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "When Young Master Sheng was fighting with the bandits of Taishan, he was shot in the head by a bow and arrow, and he had already died for his country."

"ah!"

Yan Su collapsed on the ground and felt sad.

Immediately, he looked up at Zang Ba and shouted: "How do you protect Sheng'er? I tell you, Sheng'er is dead, you are buried with poison. You all want..."

"Buzz!"

A tremor suddenly sounded.

A dazzling sword light suddenly passed by the night sky.

Puff!
Chapter completed!