When the guard saw the direction of the monkey's crossbow, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and he flew towards Mr. Wenyuan while shouting reminders.
Mr. Wenyuan had just gotten up from the ground in embarrassment. When he heard the shouts of the guards, he subconsciously turned his head and looked over.
Just in time, I saw a stream of light passing by, and then I felt a sharp pain in my leg.
When he looked down, he saw an arrow on his thigh.
"ah……"
When did Mr. Wenyuan suffer such an injury since he was a child?
He no longer had the graceful demeanor of the past, and began to howl like a slaughtered pig.
The guard had arrived at this time, and while the monkey was winding up again, he grabbed Mr. Wenyuan, pulled him behind the carriage and hid.
"Protect the young master!"
After telling a few house slaves, the guards flew out and went straight to the monkey.
The monkey's goal is not to kill the guard, because he knows that he is no match.
His goal is just to drag the enemy here.
When reinforcements arrived, he won.
When he noticed that the guards were coming towards him, the monkey didn't bother to string the crossbow, turned around and ran away.
And he specially sneaked into the crowd, hoping to use the crowd to block the escort.
Unfortunately, the people were frightened. When they saw the monkey running towards them, they were so frightened that they fled in all directions.
Hearing that the guards behind him were getting closer and closer, the monkey had no choice but to throw away the crossbow that had no time to be stringed, and pulled out the long knife with a cry.
Since you can't run away, then stop running and fight!
It's a pity that in his heyday, he was no match for the guards, not to mention that he is missing an arm now.
After only a few moves, he was kicked away by the guard again because he couldn't dodge.
I don’t know where the black knife flew to.
This time, the monkey didn't have time to raise his arm and was kicked in the chest. He struggled a few times but couldn't get up.
On the other side, the captain of the Fubing team discovered that among the four people killed by the guards, there was actually his own brother. His eyes suddenly turned red, and he led his Fubing team to launch a fierce attack on Mr. Wenyuan.
The domestic slaves usually followed Mr. Wenyuan to show off his power, but when they fought with real swords and spears, they were no match for the red-eyed government soldiers.
When the guards heard the cry of killing, they had no choice but to give up on the monkey and return to protect Mr. Wenyuan.
The killing just now was just to shock, but now he was completely murderous.
Seeing that the slaves were about to be unable to stop him, the guards finally came back.
The sword in his hand struck with fury and hit the squad leader.
The squad leader subconsciously ducked to avoid it.
But the guard was much faster than him. As soon as the team leader moved, he felt a chill on his shoulder.
When I turned around, I saw that the right arm holding the knife was gone.
Before the squad leader could cry out in pain, he was kicked away by the guard and bumped into the carriage.
The guard didn't even look at him and continued to kill other soldiers.
The squad leader fell off the carriage and felt a burning pain in his chest.
Blood kept pouring out of his mouth.
When he turned around to look, he happened to see Mr. Wenyuan huddled up in fear, sitting next to him.
The squad leader opened his bloody mouth and smiled at Mr. Wenyuan.
His parents have long since died, and his younger brother is his only relative.
After spending many years of savings, I finally got my younger brother to join the Fubing Corps. I thought we could enjoy the blessings together, but my younger brother was killed less than half a year after joining.
The squad leader, who usually only bullied the weak and feared the strong, now felt a burst of blood under the stimulation of his brother's death and severe pain.
Even if he dies, he will drag the young master who caused his death to die with him!
The knife had been lost along with his arm, and the squad leader could only struggle and pounce on Mr. Wenyuan, using his only remaining right hand to strangle his neck.
Mr. Wenyuan had been frightened for a long time, but stimulated by his survival instinct, he still pulled out the dagger he usually used to show off from his waist and stabbed the squad leader fiercely.
He didn't know how many times he stabbed him, and until the captain slipped off him, he was still swinging the dagger unconsciously.
Until the guard grabbed his arm.
"Sir, let's go!"
The guard grabbed Mr. Wenyuan by the shoulders and put him on the horse he was riding on.
Then he untied the carriage rope and got on the horse that had pulled the carriage before.
Seeing that Mr. Wenyuan has not yet come to his senses, he couldn't help shouting: "Sir, wake up, we have to leave quickly, otherwise we won't be able to leave!"
At this time, except for those who were scared away, the rest of the group of soldiers guarding the city gate turned into corpses.
There wasn't even a struggling injured person on the ground, which showed how ruthless the guards were.
Mr. Wenyuan was awakened by the sound of drinking. He looked at the corpses of the soldiers on the ground and felt extremely bitter in his heart.
He didn't know, things were going well, how could they become like this?
But now he has regained some sense and knows that he has been in serious trouble this time. Only by returning to the capital can he have any hope of survival.
He slapped the horse's butt hard, followed the guards and ran out of the city.
…
At Zhao's Inn, Jin Feng and Qing Mulan heard the sound of an arrow and immediately fired another one, calling for help immediately.
But the manpower was too scattered. After waiting for a few minutes, except for Qing Mulan and Amei who were already at the inn, only Da Liu who was nearby came back with two people.
While Jin Feng was waiting anxiously, a doctor carrying a medicine box passed by the door of the inn.
Seeing a war horse at the door of the inn, I wanted to step aside and walk away, but after recognizing Jin Feng, I hesitated and walked over with a medicine box on my back.
"For what?"
The frightened Da Liu immediately stopped the doctor.
"I have something to ask Mr. Jin."
The old doctor shouted to Jin Feng: "Mr. Jin, we have seen him before."
Jin Feng turned around and saw that the tired old man looked familiar.
Then I remembered that this was Mr. Wei who treated Tang Xiaobei during the Oiran competition. He was said to be the best doctor in Guangyuan.
Anyway, no one was here yet, so it was just a matter of waiting, so Jin Feng asked Da Liu to let the doctor in.
"Mr. Wei, do you have anything to do with me?" Jin Feng asked curiously.
"Mr. Jin, I heard that someone gave you a clue that Miss Xiaobei was kidnapped, and you rewarded them with three hundred taels of silver. Is it true?" asked the doctor.
"Of course it's true. Many people are watching, and the county governor vouched for it."
Jin Feng said: "Mr. Wei should know the county governor. If you don't believe me, you can ask."
The county governor is quite old, so it would be strange if he didn't see Dr. Wei for medical treatment.
"Mr. Jin said it, and I believe it."
After the doctor finished speaking, there was a flash of confusion in his eyes, and then he gritted his teeth and said, as if he had made a big decision: "I also have a clue that I want to sell to sir. Is it okay?"
"Mr. Wei, Xiaobei has been found..."
"What I provide is a clue to another matter." The doctor said.
"What's the matter?" Jin Feng asked with a frown.
"Soap," the doctor said, "A few days ago, someone asked me to analyze the formula of soap."
When Jin Feng heard this, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Who is it?"