Chapter four hundred and seventy-six rainy night to arrest the murderer
A boat floats in the misty mist, the west wind falls and leaves fall on the five lakes in autumn.
The gulls and herons are members of the alliance, and they are proud of the princes, even if the bass does not take the bait.
——"The Fisherman's Ci" by Zhao Mengfu (Yuan Dynasty)
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"Baifu!" Cui Han was shocked and shouted: "My sons, line up to fight!"
More than thirty men in black instantly formed a fish-scale formation, using shields to protect the two commanders Cui Han and Niu Zhao.
The shield held by the man in black is a sharp weapon of Jin Wuwei. It is made of fine steel, light in weight, hard and strong. Once it is formed into a fish scale formation, even strong bows and crossbows cannot damage it, let alone raindrops.
After the formation was completed, more than a dozen crossbow arrows were exposed in the gaps between the shields. Cui Han gave an order, and the crossbow arrows were fired in succession, like a swarm of bees, towards Bai Fu.
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On one side of the long street is a dyeing workshop, with several pieces of dyed gray cloth piled up in the corner of the door.
With a wave of the white sleeved robe, a strong force rolled up the gray cloth, shook it and unfolded it, like several curtains, blocking the front of the pavilion.
When exposed to rain, the gray cloth became firm and pliable after being soaked, soft yet strong. All the power of the crossbow arrows was neutralized, and dozens of crossbow arrows nailed the gray cloth curtain into several pieces of wolf tooth cloth.
Seeing that the gray cloth curtain was blocking his sight, Cui Han quickly divided his troops into two groups and asked Niu Zhao to lead a group of troops to cut off the rear. He then led the rest of the troops to bypass Bai Fu and climb the city wall from the other side.
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After several rounds of crossbow arrows were fired, there were very few arrows left in the arrow pot. At this time, the pouring rain had stopped, and the rain net disappeared without a trace.
Niu Zhao was overjoyed and shouted: "Everyone, use your shields to protect yourself and charge at full speed!"
Everyone waved their weapons, walked vigorously, and ran at full speed. Their feet stepped on the accumulated water in the long street, causing splashes of water.
Bai Fu turned a blind eye and played the silky melody calmly.
Twenty feet…ten feet…five feet…three feet
Just as the Dark Night Man came within shooting range, Bai Fu's fingers plucked the strings, and streaks of Xunkan energy shot out from the strings.
The energy was like invisible scythes, extremely sharp, slashing at the ankles of the suicide squad members.
The man in black was defenseless while running, and his vision was unclear in the darkness. He had no time to jump, and his legs were cut off by an invisible sickle. He fell to the long street, and wailing could be heard everywhere.
Only Niu Zhao was left in the entire stormtrooper team.
Niu Zhao was stunned on the spot, neither advancing nor retreating.
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At the same time, another group of men in black led by Cui Han were using flying tigers to climb the city wall.
Bai Fu closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and felt the rhythm of these people climbing.
Brushing...shushing...shushing!
This is the rhythm to which most men in black climb.
Bai Fu opened his eyes, and with a burst of inner energy, the sound of the guzheng was loud. The rhythm was short and sonorous, consistent with the frequency of a flying tiger grabbing and swinging.
Feihu grabbed the rope and shook violently, as if he was suddenly hit by a hurricane, spinning in mid-air. The men in black gritted their teeth, dropped their weapons, and held the rope firmly with both hands to prevent themselves from being thrown down. .
Bai Fu's hands flew together, his fingers and palms plucked vigorously, and the sound of the strings was wild.
Feihu grabbed the rope and the vibration became more violent, as if an invisible giant hand appeared in the dark night, swinging the rope arbitrarily like a swing. The force was so great and the swing was so huge that it was impossible to resist.
The men in black could no longer hold on, and were thrown into the sky, and then fell one after another. Like a bag of food, they fell heavily to the ground, breaking their bones and tendons.
Cui Hanbao's eyes widened and he shouted: "Throw away the rope and replace it with a pickaxe!"
Everyone suddenly understood and hurriedly took out two iron pickaxes from the backpacks behind them. With one pickaxe, they knocked the pickaxe head into the gap between the walls, then threw away the rope, and then stabilized their bodies.
Then, using a pickaxe and a support, like rock climbing, slowly move up.
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Bai Fu pressed the strings with his hand, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. Bai Fu got up from the table and walked slowly to the edge of the pavilion.
When Niu summoned Bai Fu, he had no weapon in his hand. He raised his heart and gritted his teeth to charge forward.
He held the sword technique with his left hand and dragged the long sword diagonally with his right hand. He took three big steps "噌噌噌噌"" and rushed forward. The tip of the long sword quickly dragged on the bluestone, creating a spark, which was impressive.
Bai Fu took good care of himself and straightened his clothes.
A stream of raindrops fell from the eaves. Bai Fu flicked his middle finger and hit a raindrop. Kanding's "soft" strength followed his finger and broke out of his body.
The raindrops were not broken, like a crystal grape, passing through the rainy night, hitting the Tanzhong point on Niu Zhao's chest. Niu Zhao fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.
Bai Fu took a stroll in the courtyard, walked out of the pavilion, passed through the wailing crowd, came to the foot of the city wall, and looked up.
After a few more feet, the group of men in black could climb up the tower and cross the wall.
Under the city wall, there are dozens of unused flying tiger claws left by the men in black. Near the corner, there is a huge stone millstone, which should be used by ordinary people to grind grain.
Bai Fu originally wanted to use crossbow arrows to shoot down the men in black one by one. Seeing this millstone, he thought of all the wonderful ideas of Zhang Xun guarding the city, and suddenly had a whim.
Bai Fu twisted several strands of flying tiger claws together into a thick rope, and then tied one end to the millstone.
Bai Fu raised his hand, and seven or eight flying tigers grabbed the stone millstone and flew steadily towards the city tower. The dozens of steel hooks grabbed by the flying tigers firmly hooked on the city wall and stomped on the arrows, while the stone millstone on the other end was like a
The huge pendulum swayed back and forth along the city wall.
The huge stone millstone swept along the wall, and the man in black could not avoid it. If he grabbed the iron pickaxe, he would be swept away by the stone millstone. Once he let go, the city wall was smooth and there was no place to stay. He had poor body control.
, you will fall. Even if your hands and feet work well together, you can avoid it once, but you will not be able to avoid it the second time.
The huge stone millstone swung back and forth, sweeping down the men in black who were clinging to the iron pickaxes one by one. The people who fell this time fell from a higher point on the city wall and fell into a bloody mass.
When the stone millstone swept up to Cui Han, Cui Han was heartbroken, threw away the pickaxe, jumped up, firmly grasped the bottom edge of the millstone with both hands, and swung back and forth with the millstone.
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The millstone finally slowed down and slowly stopped swinging.
Only three or five men in black were lucky enough to escape the attack of the millstone. They were so frightened that they used their hands and feet to climb desperately.
Bai Fu was like a civet cat playing with a mouse. He was not in a hurry to kill these people immediately, but instead let these people continue to experience the fear of approaching death.
In the end, there was only one man in black, Cui Han, who was still one step away from climbing the tower and escaping.
Seeing this, Bai Fu launched the final blow.
Bai Fu holds the rope with his left hand and spins the Flying Tiger Grab with his right hand. He twists the two strands of Xunkan's true energy into twisting force and injects it into the rotating Flying Tiger Grab.
Filled with strength, Bai Fu threw the flying tiger out with "soft strength" like a hammer.
The flying tiger spun out and rushed to Cui Han's side.
At this moment, Cui Han was mentally exhausted and no longer had the strength to block.
The flying tiger grabbed hold like a python, spiraling up and wrapping Cui Han tightly from feet to head.
Cui Han fell from the air like a tightly bound meat dumpling.
Cui Han closed his eyes and thought: "My life is at stake."
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When Cui Han opened his eyes again, his body was lying flat on the ground, and his hands and feet seemed to be no longer on his body, and they were so painful that they were numb.
Bai Fu looked at Cui Han with a half-smile but not a smile, and said: "Captain Cui, long time no see. I didn't expect that after we said goodbye that day, it would only be a few years before we met again..."