"Three generals, please don't misunderstand me. I am not the 'Prince', the 'Prince' is!" Fan Wenzong wanted to say something, but suddenly his eyes widened and he fell off the carriage with pain on his face.
, and there was a bright dagger stuck in his back vest. Immediately afterwards, he saw a figure flash out from the carriage, and rushed directly to Zhang Shanlei, who was still in a daze next to him. There was another cold light, and that
Zhang Shanlei screamed, and a large amount of blood spurted out from his neck, covering the person riding on Zhang Shanlei. In the blink of an eye, both Zhang Shanlei and Fan Wenzong died like this in front of everyone.
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"Choke!" Seeing the sudden change, Jiang Shanli and the other three were also startled. They immediately pulled out the swords from their waists and pointed them at the man. As for the driver on the carriage, he was no longer the same as before.
He was so arrogant that he dropped the carriage and hid aside in fear. However, he was a small coachman, so no one paid attention to him. Jiang Shanli and the other three stared at the man lying on Zhang Shanlei's body.
, shouted: "Who are you?"
"Hahahaha!" The man stood up staggeringly from Zhang Shanlei. The blood on his body had long turned him into a bloody man. Even though there were fire lights everywhere, his face could not be seen clearly. Only
Seeing that he was holding the dagger that had just killed Zhang Shanlei in one hand, he raised the other hand fully, wiped a lot of blood on his face, and smiled crazily: "Who am I?
Who am I? Haven’t you always wanted to find me?”
"Are you the 'Prince'?" Jiang Shanli was stunned when he heard what the other party said, and immediately asked: "Are you the 'Prince'?"
"That's right! I am 'Prince'. And do you know my true identity?" This man was obviously going crazy. He walked towards Jiang Shanli and the others step by step, his hands flying around him.
Especially the hand holding the dagger almost scratched his head several times.
I saw the man suddenly beating his chest with both hands and shouting: "I am Wan Yanchang, the prince of Dajin, and I am a relative of the emperor of Dajin. You thieves of the Southern Song Dynasty have ruined the good deeds of the Dajin Kingdom.
I will kill you! Kill you!" Wan Yanchang said, suddenly pounced forward, and rushed toward Jiang Shanli. The blood-stained dagger in his hand pointed directly at
Jiang Shanli’s face.
It's just that although Wan Yanchang is not an ordinary person, he is just a person. He just relied on a sneak attack to kill Fan Wenzong and Zhang Shanlei by surprise. But if he wants to kill several young and strong generals like Jiang Shanli,
, it’s simply impossible. As soon as Wan Yanchang rushed in front of Jiang Shanli, he was kicked by Jiang Shanli and flew backwards, hitting the carriage heavily.
Seeing Wan Yanchang lying on the ground moaning in pain, Jiang Shanli and the other three frowned. They never thought that this prince would be the King of Jin who kissed Wan Yanchang. Speaking of Wan Yanchang, they
Everyone has heard of this person. This person is as powerful as Jin Wushu and Nianhan. He can be regarded as powerful in the Jin Kingdom. Especially Wan Yanchang, who conspired with Qin Hui to weaken the Song Dynasty.
After the country occupied a large area of land in the Song Dynasty, peace between the Jin and Song Dynasties was achieved. Among the royal family of the Jin Kingdom, Wan Yanchang's identity and prestige cannot be underestimated. Now think about it, with Wan Yanchang's reputation, he is indeed qualified to drive people like Wan Yanchang.
A traitor-level figure like Qi Xi who secretly took refuge in the Jin people.
Looking at Wan Yanchang's miserable appearance, Jiang Shanli and others couldn't help but feel a little sympathy. However, thinking of what Wan Yanchang had done secretly in the Song Dynasty over the years, Jiang Shanli also knew that Wan Yanchang definitely had no personality.
A good end. And Wan Yanchang seemed to understand this truth. He finally stood up straight while holding on to the carriage, but
While vomiting blood, he turned his head and pointed at Jiang Shanli and others and said with a smile: "I can't kill all of you Han thieves in this life, but it's because of God's will. Even if I turn into a ghost after death, I won't let you go.
." After saying that, Wan Yanchang gritted his teeth, picked up the dagger in his hand, and stabbed himself directly in the chest.
Although Jiang Shanli and Liu Wenyuan guessed that Wanyanchang wanted to commit suicide, they had no time to rescue them and could only watch Wanyanchang commit suicide. They quickly ran to Wanyanchang's side, and Liu Wenyuan stretched out his hand to explore Wanyanchang.
He breathed heavily, finally shook his head, and said to Jiang Shanli: "Brother Jiang, he is dead."
Wan Yanchang is dead, and the leader of the rebel army is dead. It is unacceptable for everyone that this painstaking pursuit plan should end like this. Jiang Shanli took a deep breath and waved to the surrounding soldiers.
Said: "Okay. Clean it up and collect the bodies of these three people."
Although Wan Yanchang and others are dead, the three of them caused such a big incident after all, and it is definitely not something that can be ended so easily. Therefore, the bodies of the three of them must be carefully preserved and handed over to them when the time comes.
The guards will handle it.
The soldiers had just started to deal with it, and another troop of soldiers and horses came from the city, but this time Jiang Shanli and others were not prepared to fight. Because it was already dark at this moment, Jiang Shanli could clearly see the soldiers who came this time.
The horses were none other than the troops of our own that entered the city first. Among the leaders, Zhao Yun and Zhao Yiming were among them, and the one at the front turned out to be Ma Kuo, the Prime Minister of the Left.
Immediately, Jiang Shanli and the other three hurriedly took a step forward. Jiang Shanli took the lead and paid homage to Ma Kuo: "The last general, Jiang Shanli, pays homage to the Prime Minister." Among the three Jiang Shanli, only Jiang Shanli knew Ma Kuo, while Liu Wenyuan and Liu Congxi
But they didn't expect to meet the left prime minister. Several people were stunned for a moment, and then they quickly knelt down and worshiped.
Ma Kuanzheng came to the front of Jiang Shanli and the others, turned over and dismounted, and helped Jiang Shanli and the others with a smile, and said with a smile: "Three generals, thank you for your hard work. The three generals have contributed a lot to putting down the rebellion this time."
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Zhao Yun and others also dismounted and followed Ma Kuang. Looking at the bloody carriage next to them, Zhao Yun nodded and asked, "How is it? Have you caught the 'Prince' who is the leader of the traitor?" When he asked this question,
, Ma Kuo was also very concerned about this matter and looked at Jiang Shanli expectantly, waiting for his answer.
Jiang Shanli quickly replied: "Your Majesty. General. It has been found out that the mastermind behind the enemy's death is none other than Wan Yanchang, the spy of the Jin Kingdom. His accomplices Fan Wenzong and Zhang Shanlei were also killed by Wan Yanchang. Wan Yanchang was in
After killing Fan Wenzong and Zhang Shanlei, he committed suicide."
"Wan Yanchang?" After hearing Jiang Shanli's answer, Ma Kuo, Zhao Yun and others were all stunned. Ma Kuo immediately stepped forward, stared at Jiang Shanli closely, and asked: "Are you sure, 'Prince?'
Is he really Wan Yanchang, the royal family of the Jin Kingdom?"
"Huh?" Ma Kuo's question made Jiang Shanli, Liu Wenyuan and Liu Conxi stunned. Then Jiang Shanli nodded vigorously and said: "Reporting to the prince, this was said by Wan Yanchang himself, and at that time
On the carriage, there were only Wan Yanchang, Fan Wenzong and Zhang Shanlei. There was no one..." Before he finished speaking, Jiang Shanli stopped himself, raised his head suddenly, looked around, but
His face was filled with astonishment.
Zhao Yun shook his head and said: "No! No! According to what the disc department has previously found out, the 'Prince' is not Wan Yanchang of the Jin Kingdom's royal family. Nor is it Fan Wenzong or Zhang Shanlei. The 'Prince' is someone else."
"Oops." Jiang Shanli originally felt that something was wrong, but now that he heard what Zhao Yun said, his expression immediately changed. He looked around and exclaimed: "Where is that coachman? Where has that coachman gone?"
At the same time, in an alley not far from the city gate, the coachman who had just secretly escaped from the city gate was fleeing in a hurry. Wan Yanchang had just committed suicide, but it made all the Song army soldiers relax their vigilance.
, no one would pay attention to such a small coachman. And taking advantage of this, this coachman slipped out of the siege so smoothly, which can be said to be lucky.
After running through several alleys, the coachman ducked into a dilapidated warehouse next to the street. After hiding in the warehouse, the coachman leaned directly in the corner and carefully looked outside to make sure no one was catching up.
After that, he breathed a sigh of relief and put the old felt hat covering his head
He took it off and gasped for air. Taking advantage of the newly brightened sky, the coachman revealed a face that was extremely inconsistent with his status as a coachman. If it weren't for the shabby clothes, just this appearance and
With his magnanimity, you know that this person is definitely a big shot who has been in high places for a long time.
"Based on time, Wan Yanchang is already dead." The coachman raised his head, looked at the sky, kept making calculations in his mind, and muttered in a low voice: "Looking at it this way, it's probably impossible to leave the city now. Only
Find a place to hide for the time being, wait until the storm has passed, and then find a way to get out of the city
Well, as long as I can get out of the city, I will have a way to leave the territory of the Song Army. When I go there, the people who come there will not treat me badly. Bastard! After so many years of business, it was destroyed in one day." Thinking of this, the coachman said
, also known as "Prince", his face was full of annoyance, and he waved his fist vigorously.
At this time, there was a noise from the street outside. The "Prince" was so frightened that he quickly shrank and covered his nose and mouth with his mouth, for fear that his breathing would attract the pursuers. In the midst of the footsteps
After the sound of stepping, the outside gradually returned to calm. The "Prince" breathed a sigh of relief, put on his felt hat again, and poked his head outside, preparing to leave and find another safe place.
At this time, behind the "Prince", a cold snort suddenly sounded. The hair on the "Prince's" back stood up in shock. He quickly looked back. Only to find that at some point, there was someone there.
In the warehouse, there was a man dressed in black. The man looked at the "Prince" coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person. Finally, the man in black said again: "Humph! Zhao Zisong.
You have nowhere to run."
Hearing these words, "Prince" Zhao Zisong's legs softened and he fell directly to the ground.
Zhao Zisong, the sixth grandson of Emperor Taizu of the Song Dynasty, once formed an alliance with King Qin when Tokyo was besieged and contributed to the great cause of fighting against the Jin. In early 1128, someone reported that he had said in his anti-jin campaign that "Yi Ancestors built a country, and fortunes will be fulfilled for thousands of years."
"The emperor bless the Song Dynasty, and he will be born in the sixth generation."
This means that the descendants of Taizu may still be emperors again. Zhao Gou himself is a descendant of Taizong. Zhao Zisong violated Zhao Gou's taboo with this statement, so he was arrested and severely investigated, and finally exiled to Lingnan. However, he apparently died after being demoted, but secretly he came back to make trouble again, trying to seize the emperor's throne.
"Haha! Generals, don't be too depressed." Zhao Yun saw the mournful expressions on the faces of Jiang Shanli and Qin Hui, and couldn't help but smile: "This Wan Yanchang, Fan Wenzong and Zhang Shanlei are not ordinary people! Especially... The forced killing of Wan Yanchang will also have a great effect on dismantling the Jin people's organization in our territory. Besides, if you hadn't guarded the city gate, the enemy leader would have escaped Jiangling, and it would have caused endless harm. Ah. It seems that you have also made great achievements."
After Zhao Yun said this, the faces of Jiang Shanli and others finally looked better. At this time, the cleaning at the city gate had also ended. It was already dawn, and people in the city would be passing by here soon. If here If there were blood stains everywhere, it would inevitably cause riots. After explaining some things and asking people to guard the city gate carefully, Ma Kuo took a group of people and prepared to reply to the prince's mansion.
"Be careful." Zhao Yun, who was following Ma Kuo, suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed. He rushed towards Ma Kuo and threw him to the ground. At this moment, several sounds broke through the air. The sound sounded, and several arrows emitting blue light were seen nailed to the position where Ma Kuo was standing just now.
"There are assassins." At this moment, the soldiers around Ma Kuo seemed to have exploded. They immediately surrounded Ma Kuo, Zhao Yun and others who had fallen on the ground. Everyone looked around nervously and carefully. Take precautions and don’t dare to be negligent in the slightest.
Zhao Yun stood up, but at the same time he pinned Ma Kuo to the ground, preventing him from standing up. He took the silver spear from the hands of the soldiers beside him, pointed it in a direction, shouted angrily, and jumped towards that Bian leaped over. The silver gun in his hand flicked, but it happened to hook the saber on the waist of a soldier below. The saber immediately unsheathed and flew directly in that direction.
"Dang." I saw the saber flying towards the eaves of a house, but there was a crisp impact sound. When the saber was knocked away, a black shadow also flashed out from under the eaves, facing Zhao Yun. Come and kill.
"Hmph." Zhao Yun snorted coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the silver gun in his hand immediately turned into seven gun shadows, surrounding the black shadow from seven directions. However, Zhao Yiming and others below were frightened. Jump, Zhao Yun actually used a trick as soon as they met, which shows that this assassin's skills are unusual. Now Zhao Yiming and the others are more cautious. The other party who dares to assassinate Ma Kuo in Jiangling City is definitely a master of premeditation.
In the air, Zhao Yun and the assassin's figure passed each other, but there was a scream, and the assassin, who was dressed in black, began to bleed all over his body, and fell heavily to the ground, no longer alive. On the contrary, Zhao Yun held the silver gun and stood firmly without any injuries. However, Zhao Yun was not careless, but frowned, looked left and right, and shouted loudly to Zhao Yiming and others: "Be careful! There is more than one assassin."
As if to confirm Zhao Yun's words, several roars were heard, and hundreds of figures in black suddenly jumped out from the roofs of the surrounding houses. Each of those men in black held weapons and pointed towards them.
The horses that were surrounded jumped forward.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Yun was shocked and angry. Although he knew there were many assassins, he didn't expect there to be so many. You know, there were thousands of armored soldiers ambushing here just now. There were so many people hiding, but
No one noticed. These people are definitely top assassins who are good at lurking. Although there are still many soldiers here, these soldiers have no problem killing the enemy, but it is a bit difficult to deal with these assassins who are good at small kung fu.
Zhao Yun immediately stepped forward to block several assassins, but turned around and shouted to the people behind him: "Yi Ming! You escort the Prime Minister back to the original Prince Xin's residence and protect the family of the Holy Lord." In comparison, the guards at Prince Xin's residence were not so impressive.
They are all elites, and the masters of the guard army are stationed there all year round. As long as Ma Kuo and others can reach Prince Xin's mansion, they will definitely be safe.
Ma Kuo is a veteran of Zhao Zhen. Killing him is second only to killing Zhao Zhen for assassins. How could those assassins let Ma Kuo leave so easily? They all seemed to be desperate for their lives and rushed towards Ma Kuo crazily.
He rushed over from where he was. In order to protect Ma Kuo, Zhao Yiming and others naturally would not stand by and watch. They picked up their weapons and started fighting with these assassins.
Zhao Yiming and others were shocked by this confrontation. Each of these assassins were extremely skilled, comparable to ordinary generals. In addition, this kind of small kung fu was different from the battlefield fighting they usually came into contact with, and these few of them were unable to do so.
Blocked all the assassins. Liu Congxi, who was the weakest, was even killed by the assassins.
The dagger scratched the armor on his chest. Looking at the faint blue light emitted from the dagger, you knew that the dagger had been coated with poison. If the skin was scratched, it would probably mean nothing good. Now,
With this layer of fear, everyone will be more careful when fighting assassins, and they will become less and less able to stop the assassins' surprise attacks.
As for the remaining soldiers, they could only form a human wall in front of Ma Kuo and use their bodies to block the assassins. But even so, several assassins still got past the soldiers' obstruction and headed towards
Ma Kuo rushed over.
At this moment, Ma Kuo looked at the assassins rushing towards him, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he hooked one foot under his feet, but he lifted up a spear on the ground. He grabbed the spear with both hands and danced wildly,
Ma Kuo's whole body also rotated with the spear, and the dust on the ground around him was rotated around Ma Kuo at high speed, as if a tornado had blown up.
After spinning five times in a row, the assassin at the front had already rushed in front of Ma Kuo. He had no intention of being afraid of the spear in Ma Kuo's hand. He picked up the poisonous dagger and pointed it at Ma Kuo fiercely.
Pricked through.
At this moment, Ma Kuo's whole body suddenly stopped, and the spear struck down from top to bottom, hitting the assassin's head. Before the dagger could hit the assassin, the assassin was hit by this blow.
He was knocked to the ground and fell directly. After the dust settled, he looked at the assassin lying on the ground. He was motionless, his head was twisted to the side in an extremely weird shape, and the top of his head was a bloody mess.
Ma Kuo's move immediately aroused cheers from all the soldiers, greatly boosting their morale. Ma Kuo himself was neither arrogant nor impetuous, holding a spear in his chest and staring at the dozen or so people in front of him.
Assassin.
Since King Xin Zhao Zhen's uprising, Ma Kuo has rarely shown his skills in front of outsiders. Ever since he has been favored by King Xin Zhao Zhen, a large number of guards have been protecting Ma Kuo when he comes in and out. In addition, Ma Kuo is usually thin and well-groomed.
They are all very scholarly. In the eyes of outsiders, this prime minister is just a literati who has no power to restrain himself.
Don’t forget, Ma Kuo’s father was one of the few strong generals of the Northwest Army. From childhood to adulthood, Ma Kuo had to receive instruction from his father, Ma Zheng, as well as the generals of the Song Army of the Northwest Army every day. Those Northwest Army
The generals include masters from the Gao family, Yang family, Zhong family, etc. Among these people, there are also martial arts masters like Shan Hongfei, Zhao Yun, and Lin Yuhu. How could Ma Kuo, who grew up like this, be a mediocre fighter?