The young man actually didn't know who the mysterious cultivator was, and Qin Wu didn't say anything to him. He only heard Qin Wu say a few words when chatting with one of his senior brothers.
Fortunately, he was very smart. He glanced around and quickly saw Zhang Yu riding on the horse, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.
In fact, those who can ride horses are the accompanying officials and assistants of the government office. Zhang Yu is wearing a cloak and cannot see his face, but he has a tall and straight posture and holds a sword in his hand, which fits his image of a master.
So he stretched out his hand and said, "Look, isn't that..."
The girl looked over and found that this person was a little different, but although she was curious, she immediately looked away after taking one look.
She knew that people like her master Qin Wu were very sensitive to other people's gazes, and they were even called Xuan Xiu. But she still couldn't see any difference between this Xuan Xiu and ordinary people.
As a young swordsman, she yearned very much for those legendary cultivators, but she couldn't enter Taiyang Academy, so she couldn't enter Xuanfu.
She secretly hoped that an assassin would show up on the way this time, so that she could not only stretch out her hand, but also see the various miraculous performances of the legendary Xuan Xiu.
Although Zhang Yu was sitting on the horse, he was fully aware of all the surrounding situations. He could clearly hear the conversation between the two young men and women just now.
However, it is normal for ordinary people to be curious about Xuan Xiu. If they respond, it will cause more trouble, so there is no need to pay attention to it.
As for his identity, I believe those assassins have already managed to figure it out, so if these assassins don't come today, they will definitely prepare some means against Xuan Xiu.
As the carriages and horses moved forward, the sky became brighter and brighter, and the strong fragrance of flowers wafted from the city streets. More and more people came out on both sides of the road to look at the teams of carriages and horses holding up ceremonial guards.
Fortunately, the people in Ruiguang were already used to preaching, so they just watched the excitement and discussed which official was traveling today and what their background was. There was no excessive behavior or noise.
On the other hand, the young swordsmen walking in the team were a little uncomfortable. They usually hide behind their backs, but now being watched and pointed out by everyone, they inevitably felt a little stiff and unnatural, so they could only move forward without squinting.
Zhang Yuneng could feel that there were one or two malicious and cold looks among the onlookers, which stood out among the many ordinary people. These were most likely the personnel sent by the assassin to observe.
However, in order to avoid alarming this generation, he did not turn around to look.
Qin Wu looked around cautiously, his eyes scanning the faces of suspicious people from time to time.
After the motorcade had been traveling for almost half a day, the city gate was already in sight, and we could turn around another street and exit the city. Then we could walk along the straight road for a while and reach Wenqi Square.
But along the way, we did not encounter any unusual situations.
Qin Wu was already thinking about whether the assassin's assassination would be carried out on the way back?
This is also possible. Because the preaching will last for most of the day, and the long-term guarding will consume the physical and mental energy of the guard, and it will be easier to relax when returning.
But his judgment this time was obviously biased. Just as the carriages and horses passed the last intersection to leave the city, his sharp eyes caught a trace of metal reflection, and he immediately realized that something was wrong, and immediately warned: "Be careful.
Front!"
With the short sound of the brass horn, the entire team stopped immediately, and someone came out of the team and tried to search ahead.
As if they were aware of it, a dozen people stood up hastily from the opposite roof. They all drew their bows and arrows and shot downwards.
The people exploring the path in front immediately got into the houses to take shelter, while the guards in the team raised their shields to cover themselves. Because they were far apart, most of the bows and arrows were not so powerful when they fell.
In the houses on both sides of the road, several crossbows were quietly stretched out, trying to shoot at the team. Their main purpose was not to hurt people, but to cause chaos.
But at this moment, several archers in the escort stood up to fight back. Everyone's actions seemed to be unhurried, and their arrows were all sure to hit.
In just a few blinks, the crossbowmen were shot to death one by one. Then the two teams broke into the houses to search whether there were any remaining assassins inside.
Then these archers turned to the front again, and under the cover of their shields, they fired back at the opponent.
In contrast, although the number of archers on the roof was large, they were obviously very different from them. They were immediately suppressed and lowered their bodies. But this was of no use. The archers guarding them should immediately launch their shots and name them one by one.
, nailing these assassins to the ridge one by one.
And at the unseen corner ahead, the underground covers were opened one by one, and then groups of people came out, holding a handful of blunderbuss in their hands.
The leader of the team was a lean young man. He shouted: "The battle is quick and quick. When the gun goes off, the Sikou Yamen and the guards will definitely hear it, and they will rush over to help in a short time."
He led the team out of the street very quickly, came to the front, arranged the people to line up neatly, and then raised the muzzle of the blunderbuss. However, before they could pull the trigger, a row of blazing blunderbuss stood out from behind the shield man.
hand, and shot first.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Under such close range shooting, the assassins' limbs were immediately shattered and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.
The lean young man was frightened and angry. While the gunman was still changing his gun, he pulled out two swords and rushed forward with the remaining dozen people.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the gunmen could only retreat first. The shields in front of the carriages and horses were raised again to cover their retreat.
But one of the gunmen seemed to be nervous and retreated to the vicinity of the carriage without stopping.
Qin Wu, who was standing there with his sword in his arms, opened his eyes, suddenly drew his sword, cut off his head with a swipe, and then kicked it away.
The guards on both sides didn't know why, so they turned their swords and spears and pointed them at him.
Qin Wu said coldly: "This is a traitor, he has a medicine bag on him."
A guard captain glanced at him and went up to search. Sure enough, a loose medicine bag was found from the gunman's clothes. It was obviously a paralyzing powder. If it were scattered in the crowd, everyone would be
If people don't say they lose their combat effectiveness, they must be in chaos.
The guard captain raised his head, looked at Qin Wu with a little admiration in his eyes, and said, "Good eyesight!"
Qin Wu held his sword and said nothing.
The swordsman apprentices under him all held their chests high and their heads raised, looking proud.
The young man who led the charge cursed secretly when he saw this. He missed the best opportunity this time, but if he retreated at this time, he would definitely be shot to death by the archers and gunmen. At this time, he could only hold on.
The scalp rushes forward.
So he yelled, and with the remaining seven or eight people, he rushed towards the heavily guarded convoy.
On the ground near the square, rustling debris fell from the top. The man with splayed eyebrows held his sword, looked at it and said: "It has already begun."
Everyone is looking upward, and their ears are also listening to the movement above.
According to the prior arrangement, they were the second group to attack. After the people outside drew the guards away, they rushed out as the last and sharpest blow.
At this time, an old man with white hair and beard and a strong body stood up. He listened and shouted: "It's almost done, take the medicine!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone took out a small glass bottle from their bodies, unscrewed the lid, and poured the liquid inside into their mouths.
This is a drug that stimulates energy. Even a weak person can explode with strength and speed far beyond ordinary people in a short period of time after taking it.
Because the glands of some kind of spiritual creature are added to it and it has been blessed by the gods, there is a very small chance that unpredictable mutations will occur.
After the old man took the medicine, his eyes suddenly turned red, and a thin mist floated from his body. He said: "The person who is most powerful in Jiang Ding's transformation is the man named Qin, and several of his apprentices. You met them."
Be careful yourself."
After he finished speaking, he took a piece of cloth and wrapped his head and face. Of course, more people didn't care about this, because they no longer took their lives seriously. They came here today just to vent the pain in their hearts.
A feeling of injustice.
Everyone walked forward along the long passage. After reaching the end, a row of steps appeared in front of them. The old man was the first to go up, squeezing the dirt above for shelter, and came to the ground. What appeared in front of him was
Interior wall of a spacious house.
The old man shook his body and shook off the dirt on his body. When everyone came out, he stepped up and with a bang, kicked down the entire wall in front of him that had been tampered with.
He drew his sword and raised it high, shouting: "Scream for justice!" Then he took the lead and rushed out. Everyone behind him also drew his sword and shouted the same slogan, and rushed out of the dark room towards the bright light.
