The dancers and musicians huddled in the corner, and the guards came in one after another.
Zhu Kuan's reason for eating human flesh was to make up for it with the body. Naturally, he was a guy who was afraid of death. There were quite a few guards around the big tent.
The commander and Xuan Qing were surrounded layer by layer.
Xu Yin's hand hidden under his wide sleeves clasped the small crossbow, and his eyes searched for traces of Zhu Kuan.
The musician next to her looked at her tremblingly. The scene was too chaotic at the moment. The guards were restrained by the two people in the middle and had no time to care about her. However, the musician could clearly see that this person had just thrown a knife at the assassin!
Xu Yin noticed his gaze, turned his head and made a silent gesture.
This gesture appeased the musician. He hesitated, opened and closed his lips quickly, and whispered: "He has soft armor and a goggles on him, so he must hit his head."
Xu Yin was a little surprised, but he quickly reacted, nodded to him, and took advantage of the chaos to squeeze forward.
In such a short time, the commander and Xuanqing had killed a circle of people, but there were even more people surrounding them.
"Protect the general!" Yan Ling shouted among the crowd and took the opportunity to squeeze to the front.
The guards' attention was attracted by the commander and Xuan Qing, so their patrol team squeezed into the front position.
There were only two rows of guards in front of Zhu Kuan, and this distance was enough.
Yan Ling winked, and Xuan Tiewei understood the idea and launched an attack at the same time!
The gleaming swords were drawn out at the same time, turning back to slash at the guard in front of Zhu Kuan.
In just a moment, the entire row of guards was gone.
Zhu Kuan was shocked: "They are spies! Catch them quickly!"
Yan Ling has already arrived here, how can he stop? He stepped forward and shouted loudly: "The Yan's Black Iron Guard is here, whoever dares to stop will be killed without mercy!"
Yan family, Xuan Tiewei.
As soon as these five words came out, there was a brief silence in the tent, and Zhu Kuan's expression changed drastically.
"Yan family, Zhaoguo Duke's Mansion!"
"Yes." Yan Ling stepped forward with his sword in hand.
The Black Iron Guards rushed forward, entangled the last row of guards, and cleared the way for him.
Zhu Kuan also held a sword in his hand, but stepped back step by step.
He looked at Yan Ling and understood: "Are you Yan Er? You and I have no grievances, so why do you want to trouble me?"
"Who asked your people to go out to rob and stop me?" Yan Ling said, "I am a vengeful person!"
Zhu Kuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied: "It turns out that my subordinates were offended, and Zhu is here to apologize to the Second Young Master Yan. The Second Young Master Yan is coming here, and I would like to show him a favor. Zhu is calling it a big banquet. Please
How about you guys drink a glass of water and drink to relieve your fatigue?"
Yan Ling chuckled: "No need, I've seen your banquet, I'm afraid I'll eat it and spit it out!"
Hearing this, Zhu Kuan knew he couldn't be kind. He didn't want to go against the Yan family, so he wanted to bribe him with money, but Yan Ling rejected him.
If peace cannot be made, then we can only fight to the death. Yan Er came silently, and he must not have many people with him. This is his base camp. Can thousands of soldiers and horses not be able to deal with a few of his people?
However, the tent was too small, and his guards could not match Yan Er's elite, not to mention that Yan Er himself was a top expert. He had to run. As long as he ran out of the tent, the soldiers and horses outside would be able to surround Yan Er and the others to death!
While he was thinking about it, he realized that Yan Er had already arrived. Zhu Kuan turned around and ran away, throwing various utensils and furniture out to block him while hiding.
The throne in the middle of the tent was broad and heavy, and the chair behind it could block people, so Zhu Kuan walked around it to avoid it.
I have to say that his method is very effective. No matter how powerful Yan Ling is in martial arts, he can't use it when blocked by so many things.
He glanced around and kicked the golden plate on the ground, causing Zhu Kuan to stumble and fall to the ground.
Seeing the sword thrust, Zhu Kuan turned pale with fright, and used his hands and feet to get under the throne.
Yan Ling strode forward, and just when he was about to kick the throne away, a shadow jumped out from behind and ran towards the door.
"Where to go!" Yan Ling moved forward quickly and slashed with his sword.
"Pfft!" Blood spattered out, but the head that rolled down was not Zhu Kuan's, but that of a guard.
Make a sound in the east and attack in the west!
Yan Ling immediately turned around and saw that Zhu Kuan had already run towards the other side. This distance was no longer enough to catch up. In an emergency, Yan Ling pulled out the dagger from his waist and threw it at him.
The dagger hit Zhu Kuan hard in the back of the heart, but his figure just shook.
Have a protective goggles!
It was too late to regret at this time, and Yan Ling immediately decided to pursue him.
Does Zhu Kuan think he will be safe if he escapes outside? The Xuantie Guards have already attacked and come in. He doesn't believe that Zhu Kuan can't be killed!
At this time, Zhu Kuan ran next to the group of musicians. A piano player standing on the edge suddenly raised his sleeve, revealing a delicate crossbow inside. She lightly hooked her fingers, and at a very close distance, the crossbow arrow pierced him like a poisonous snake.
the back of the head.
Under the influence of inertia, he stumbled and ran forward for a few more steps, but finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.
Zhu Kuan reached out to cover the wound on the back of his head and tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see who was plotting against him. He was obviously so careful...
In the blurred field of vision, a petite violinist took off the mask on his face and looked at him indifferently.
The face he caught a glimpse of became the last scene left in his pupils.
The woman, so beautiful, uses a crossbow... Is she that Miss Xu San...
Zhu Kuan could no longer get the answer. The crossbow arrow almost pierced the back of his head. In a short time, he lost consciousness and breathed his last breath.
Screams rang out again in the big tent, and the dancers and musicians huddled together.
The guards were stunned for a moment and shouted: "General!"
They rushed forward to snatch Zhu Kuan back, but the commander had already jumped forward and chopped off Zhu Kuan's head with a knife. He raised the bloody head high and shouted loudly: "The Zhu thief is dead! This is what you are doing."
An example!”
The guards met Zhu Kuan's unblinking eyes, and the formation quickly became chaotic.
Finally, someone shouted: "Run!"
They rushed out of the camp, but there were more Black Iron Guards outside.
Xu Yin stopped the dancers and musicians in time: "Don't move around, just follow me!"
They looked at each other in fear and finally chose to obey.
Xu Yin turned around, looked at Yan Ling, then turned around and led these people out.
When Xuan Tiewei saw her, he made way for her, and Xuan Qing quickly caught up. One after the other, they led these innocent people out of the camp - taking away the two who were knocked unconscious by them along the way.
At the gate of the camp, Feng Chuncao, who was waiting anxiously, saw the two of them and happily came forward to greet them.
"Miss Third, you are finally out."
Xu Yin nodded and said to her: "It's time to start."
"Yes." Feng Chuncao raised his hand to set off fireworks, and the lurking teams that had occupied various places began to take action.
The oil-soaked arrows were shot with fire throughout the camp, and soon the camp became a sea of fire.
Feng Chuncao led his men to stop in front of the camp and kill them one by one.
Xu Yin looked at it indifferently, without any fluctuation in his eyes.