Chapter 24 The Deadly Game, The Unlucky Li Chongrun
Before Li Chongrun could react, Chen Zi'ang next to him had experienced the battle formation and could already hear the sharp whistling sound just now being the unique sound of the three-bow crossbow used to attack the city.
Chen Zi'ang just made the first sound of the enemy attack before he made it. Three thick crossbow arrows were arranged in an inverted triangle shape and rushed out of the direction of the horse team. They fell from the ground with a meteor from the heads of the two.
With a force, he shot towards His Majesty the Emperor at the gate of Putrajaya.
Although the crossbow arrow is fast, it is still a little slower than the sound.
Hearing the sound of the crossbow, two powerful men holding huge feather fans immediately determined the direction of the crossbow arrows. The huge feather fans in their hands stood horizontally, blocking the emperor one by one and one behind.
But when I heard two loud noises like a gong, the feather fan was cast from fine steel, blocking two of the three crossbow arrows from the predetermined direction and flew obliquely to the sky.
Two fan-carrying heroes were as if they were hit by a flying truck, and their mouths were sprayed with blood and flew backwards. The steel feather fan in their hands was shaken by the huge force carried by the crossbow arrows, and they penetrated into the yellow earth in front of the emperor.
The floor is more than the depth.
The third crossbow arrow was a little slower, but when he arrived, the emperor had no choice but to avoid it.
The palace maid who had previously held a Thousand Niu Sword in the cave had no time to draw the sword to block it. Regardless of the majesty of His Majesty, he stretched out his left hand and pushed Wu Zetian to the ground, protecting the feather fan that was inserted into the ground slanted.
after.
But her left arm was too late to retract, and was rubbed by the iron-leaf tail feather of the feather arrow. Her skin was instantly torn into a silk ribbon. Blood was scattered like fog, and the left arm was instantly soft.
Got down.
The feather arrows were cast and rushed into the ceremonial guard behind the emperor. After piercing through several palace eunuchs, they inserted into the ground. More than ft. of arrows were all over the ground, leaving only the iron-leaf tail feathers.
The trembling leaked outside, still vibrating endlessly.
This is complicated, but it actually happens between breathing.
When Li Chongrun heard the sound of crossbow arrows flying over the sky, and turned to look at the emperor, he only saw that the feather fan that was originally standing behind the emperor was inserted obliquely on the ground, but the emperor was no longer seen.
At this time, the sound of "assassin" sounded one after another from the emperor's ceremonial war.
"The fake emperor Wu clan harmed loyal and kind, and stole divine artifacts. People and gods are jealous of each other, and the world is not tolerated!"
A series of high-pitched calls sounded from behind Li Chongrun, and a line of figures holding horizontal swords showed their bodies from the horse team, including servants, book boys, and coachmen who had just driven the car for Li Chongrun.
The assassins drew out their crossbows, abandoned the newly dug out of the bed and crossbows that had been buried in the soil, and wading through the many ministers between them and the emperor, and rushed straight towards the emperor.
Several ministers were stabbed under the knife just because they could not hide.
Many assassins rushed to the emperor in just a few steps.
But at this moment, there was a swordsman holding a long sword in front of the emperor.
The long sword was slender and the tip of the sword was vaguely damaged, and it didn't look particularly sharp.
However, the hand holding the sword was extremely stable. The four-foot long sword stretched straight into the air, but the tip of the sword did not shake at all.
The assassin was coming and he didn't take the swordsman seriously. As soon as he came into contact, three people instantly cut their throats by the slightly blunt sword tip, and they died without any sound.
The assassins were frightened that this man's sword technique was so fierce that his offensive momentum was greatly reduced.
The uninjured guards in the ceremonial war had already arrived at this time and fought with the incoming assassins in a regiment.
Lu Yu, hiding in the crowd, retreated under the desk when he heard the sound of the bowstrings. At this time, he secretly stretched out his head and looked at the back mountain behind Longmen behind Wu Zetian with hope.
There is still snow on the back mountain.
There were a group of white-clothed archers who were killed before they were released.
There was a team of more than a hundred black-clad cavalry led by a fat old man.
"Di Renjie, Sima of Luozhou, came to rescue the emperor late, and I hope your Majesty will forgive him!"
"The rebels ambushed outside Changxia Gate have been wiped out by me, and the thief chief has been killed. If you want to leave your entire body, you will surrender as soon as possible."
Di Renjie's voice came slowly from the back mountain, with a very penetrating power, with a few slight scent of deception.
"The fake emperor Wu clan harmed loyal and kind, and stole divine artifacts. People and gods are jealous of each other, and the world is not tolerated!"
The assassins would rather die than surrender, shouting their own slogans.
However, their offensive was no longer as fierce as before. The speed of the weapon swing was obviously slower, and they were gradually forced to retreat by the guards.
The enemy's power was sluggish, and the attacks of the imperial guards and the swordsman became more and more fierce, and dozens of assassins fell to the ground one after another.
After a while, only a few people like the most powerful martial arts leader were left, and they fought and retreated to Li Chongrun to escape.
Several guards shot several arrows from afar, but were blocked by the assassins dressed in the coachman with horizontal swords.
Chen Zi'ang was hit by the assassin who had pounced forward and fell to the wound. He was grinning in pain on the ground and trying to sit up.
Li Chongrun was originally going to help him, but was seen by the assassin who disguised himself as his coachman. The knife drew a semicircle and forced the guards in front of him with the sword. He stretched out his left hand and grabbed Li Chongrun in front of him.
The assassin forced Li Chongrun's neck to move slowly backwards as a hostage and as a shield.
The half-disabled Chen Zi'ang enjoyed the same treatment.
The swordsman leading the guard seemed to recognize Li Chongrun's identity. He raised his left hand and grabbed it in the air. Several guards who had already aimed at the target then released the bowstrings.
"Let the hostages go, I guarantee you to stay alive!" The swordsman's voice was soft, but with a hint of perseverance.
"Do you think I'm stupid?" The assassin disguised himself as a coachman grabbed Li Chongrun's hand tighter. "This young master's surname is Li, and I think he must be an important person. He died today. Are you not afraid that I will kill you?
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Several assassins unexpectedly caught a big fish by chance. The remaining people followed each other with horns and slowly retreated to the horse team.
"Let him go, I'll let you go!" The swordsman's voice was not as gentle as before, with a bit of anxiety.
"Let go of the siege and let me leave. Without pursuers, I will release this young master. Otherwise, everyone will die together!"
Li Chongrun felt that he should have shouted a few more heroic slogans at this moment, such as "Fire at me!" and "Don't worry about me, killing the enemy is important!", to show that he is not a coward.
But before I could open my mouth, I felt a pain in the back of my head, and it seemed that I had been hit by some hard object, and I fainted when my eyes turned dark.
Shangguan Wan'er had already helped the emperor up and was about to arrange a guard to protect him, but when she saw that Li Chongrun had been taken hostage by the assassin, she looked at Wu Zetian anxiously, with a strong sense of worry in her eyes.
"Let them go."
Wu Zetian's voice sounded, but she no longer had the previous open-mindedness, but she was more ruthless.
If this kid loses a hair, I will definitely kill your nine clans!"
"Then I will thank Your Majesty for your kindness. The nine tribes in the lower nine have long been slaughtered by Your Majesty, and we are the only one left. Your Majesty doesn't have to threaten us with dead people." The assassin who grabbed Li Chongrun shouted and said, "There was already quite far away from him."
The emperor shouted.
After listening to Wu Zetian's order, the guards slowly let go of the encirclement. They could only watch as the assassin threw Li Chongrun and Chen Zi'ang on the carriage, got in and left.
Princess Taiping showed up in the corner of Putrajaya that had been removed, and her face was exposed. Her white Confucian scholar's robe was covered in blood. Under the corner of Putrajaya, several palace servants and eunuchs lay on the ground, not knowing their life and death.
Princess Taiping reached out and made a gesture. A few fast horses were galloping out from the black knight on the back mountain, and chased after the carriage from afar.
The assassin has withdrawn, and the chaotic scene has gradually restored order.
The scene was in chaos and chaos before, and the injured ministers fell in desolately in the loess and moaned, glad that they were not the one who was cut off by the assassin and half pulled their heads.
Countless guards, palace servants and eunuchs shuttled through the crowd, captured the fallen assassins, tied up the injured, and collected the bodies of the victims.
The swordsman helped her junior sister up, but saw the injury on her left hand and knew that it would be impossible to save her left hand. An imperial physician rushed over and hurriedly bandaged her.
Wu Zetian looked at the departing carriage from a distance, as if he was thinking about something.
"It is said that Princess Taiping, Di Renjie, Zhou Xing, Lai Junchen, and that Lu Zi will come to see me tonight!"
"Return to the palace!"
When Li Chongrun woke up, he was lying in the galloping carriage, bumping like a dancing rabbit on a trampoline.
Of course, there was also a rabbit-like Chen Zi'ang beside him.
Li Chongrun felt that he was really unlucky.
real.
Others travel through time and food, drink, and beautiful girls.
Not to mention that I was imprisoned for several years after traveling through time, I was the only time I went out for a spring outing and was assassinated.
Although he was not the target of assassination, he was caught as a hostage by the assassin. He was thrown into the carriage like rice dumplings, and the carriage had not been loaded with springs.