In the Twelve Prefectures of the Moon Dynasty, Yancheng is located in Luozhou in the southwest and central part, and is one of the seven cities in Luozhou.
Yancheng is connected to Jiulian Mountain to the east, Wangchuan River to the west, Shichayuan to the north, and Xiliupo to the south. Although it is not a battleground for military strategists, it can still be regarded as a relatively important city.
Therefore, Yancheng City has high walls and thick walls, and its defensive capabilities are not comparable to those of a small county like Huaian.
At nightfall, Zhuo Junyan came to the foot of Yancheng City and saw that the city wall alone was nearly ten meters high, making it difficult for even a light kung fu master to jump up.
There is a moat under the city wall, and there are arrow towers everywhere on the city wall, and some soldiers are patrolling and defending.
When Yanchengzi closed the city gate, Zhuo Junyan rushed over quickly and finally entered the city before the gate was closed. The badge representing his identity was made by him in Huaian in advance, so the name he used was naturally not Zhuo Junyan.
It was already late at night. After entering the city, the streets were deserted and there were not many people in sight.
The moonlight shone coldly on the long street, bringing with it a hint of chill.
It's a bit cold tonight!
Zhuo Junyan had already inquired about the location of Zhanhu Hall in advance, and after entering the city, he headed straight towards Zhanhu Hall. The clatter of horse hooves was extremely clear in the long lonely night.
As we were approaching Zhanhu Hall, a small group of officers and soldiers suddenly rushed over not far away. They thought they were on patrol at night. They were not many in number, only seven or eight people.
The leading officers and soldiers held torches and pointed their sabers at Zhuo Junyan: "What are you doing? Riding your horse late at night, what do you want to do?"
Zhuo Junyan slowly took out the Pavna Witness, screwed on the silencer, and took some time to rest: "I just came back from outside the city, aren't you about to go home?"
The officer and soldier's face straightened: "Why don't you look like a good person to me? Why don't you dismount?"
Zhuo Junyan smiled.
There was no need to use a gun against these little people, so he simply jumped off his horse and was about to take action when he suddenly heard a loud call from a distance, an angry voice mixed with the sound of weapons clashing.
Looking up, I saw two masked men in black clothes running across the roof in the distance. One of them had a big bag behind him.
Zhuo Junyan pointed at the two men in black: "Sir, those two don't look like good people, do they?"
The soldier looked back, but did not pursue him. Instead, he glared at Zhuo Junyan: "I'll arrest you first."
He actually didn't intend to care about the two masked men in black.
Zhuo Junyan frowned: "I understand, you have to pick the soft fruit and eat it."
"Take it!" the soldier said, brandishing his sword.
Several officers and soldiers rushed forward like wolves and tigers.
Zhuo Junyan took a step forward and easily avoided the oncoming knife. He grabbed the officer's neck and easily twisted it with a little force. Then he bumped his shoulder, causing the second soldier's tendons to break and his bones to fly up.
, punched out, knocking down the following officers and soldiers to the ground.
Although he doesn't have any offensive martial arts, he relies on his strong physique and fighting skills to kill with one strike.
The soldier leader was shocked and slashed out with his sword, the blade of the sword flashing a little light.
"He's someone who has practiced, but it's a pity that he's only at the first level." Zhuo Junyan smiled and stepped forward. While dodging the knife, he pinched the opponent's throat.
The soldier beat Zhuo Junyan desperately, but it was like a cricket shaking a tree. Zhuo Junyan took advantage of the situation and broke the soldier's neck.
Zhuo Junyan easily defeated this group of officers and soldiers, and seeing that the deterrence value only increased by two points, Zhuo Junyan didn't care.
It happened that the two masked men in black over there also ran nearby and were surprised when they saw Zhuo Junyan and the corpses of the officers and soldiers there under the firelight.
The man in black behind said: "This kid is capable, but he dares to kill officers and soldiers? I'll go and weigh him."
The masked man in black with a cloth bag in front said in a deep voice: "Don't cause trouble and leave quickly!"
"It's okay, just have fun." After saying that, the masked man in black behind him raised his hand and fired a dart at Zhuo Junyan.
Zhuo Junyan flashed his face, picked up the knife with a kick, and threw it at the masked man in black who was firing the dart.
The masked man was shocked: "This is a tough idea, let's go!"
"Leave now?" Zhuo Junyan sneered, kicked out several knives in succession, and flew towards the two of them accurately.
The man in black who resisted the bag was shocked: "Misunderstanding!"
Zhuo Junyan's figure was approaching like a ghost: "Where is the misunderstanding?"
He casually grabbed the person who sent the dart. The person who sent the dart took out a knife and stabbed Zhuo Junyan, but found that it did not go in. He was slightly shocked. Zhuo Junyan had already grabbed the person's neck with both hands, and followed the trend.
One twist.
Unexpectedly, the person who sent the dart turned his head in a circle and didn't break it. Instead, he gave him a kick.
"Huh?" Zhuo Junyan was also surprised.
What kind of skill is this?
He allowed the man to kick himself and continued to twist his neck. He turned around again and twisted the man's neck into a twist.
The man spoke with difficulty: "Can't...turn...anymore..."
Those who had previously resisted the sack had already issued the sack and stabbed Zhuo Junyan in the back of the head.
Buzz!
The golden bell rings.
"Golden bell cover?" The person who resisted the bag was stunned.
Zhuo Junyan twisted it again, and the head of the dartman snapped and broke, and he died.
At the same time, new magic has appeared in Zhuo Junyan's magic column.
Boneless body.
"It turns out it's a strange skill, but it's a pity that it's so weak." Zhuo Junyan chuckled.
The man behind him was also shocked. He dropped the bag and jumped up very quickly.
Unfortunately, no matter how fast he is, he is still not as fast as Zhuo Junyan's bullets.
flutter!
With a slight sound, the man screamed and fell from the air.
The man exclaimed: "Are you Zhuo Junyan?"
"The answer is correct!" Zhuo Junyan punched the man in the chest.
Open the barrel with one blow and knock out the bullet.
That way no one would be able to tell that he was shot.
Returning to the cloth bag, he opened it, and a young scholar with good features rolled out of it. There was still a cloth stuffed in his mouth, and he looked at Zhuo Junyan in horror.
"It's actually a man?" Zhuo Junyan was amused.
Shouldn't this kind of kidnapping of people late at night be about kidnapping beautiful women?
He knelt down and patted the other person's face: "What did you hear?"
The scholar nodded, then shook his head desperately.
Zhuo Junyan smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. I just don't want people to know that I came to Yancheng for the time being, but it won't matter soon. But before that, don't say anything, okay?"
The scholar nodded wildly.
At this time, a group of people rushed towards them from a distance. Zhuo Junyan glanced at them and said, "The people who save you are here. I'll take the first step."
Then he jumped on the horse and walked towards the other side.
In a moment, a group of people arrived in a hurry.
The leader was a white-haired martial artist. When he saw the scholar, he rushed towards him with great joy: "Young Master!"
He hugged the young scholar, loosened his bonds, and then knelt on the ground: "My subordinate is incompetent, which frightens the young master."
The scholar stood up slowly and his expression returned to calm.
He said calmly: "Forget it, it's a near miss."
As he spoke, he quickly came to the dead gangster, looked at it, and frowned: "Strange."
The white-haired martial artist followed up: "Young Master, what's wrong?"
The scholar said: "Two second-level martial arts masters. The eldest brother and the fourth brother want to deal with me. Why would they send such low-level martial arts masters?"
The white-haired martial artist said: "The opponent is cunning and lured us away in advance."
The scholar shook his head: "This is no reason to use weak soldiers. Why do I think... maybe they are not my eldest brother's people?"
The white-haired martial artist was stunned: "Young Master is saying..."
"Well, I suspect it's just bad luck this time. But it looks like something is going to happen in Yancheng. By the way, Xia Shan, go ask about someone." The scholar's voice suddenly dropped: "My name is Zhuo Junyan, he should be here.
The area around Iwa City is quite famous, so just tell me after you inquire."
The white-haired martial artist nodded: "Yes!"
The scholar had turned around and returned to his home. A group of people came forward to guard him closely. They walked grandly and had a majestic demeanor.