At this moment, Li Banghua must rush back to the Ministry of War as soon as possible to coordinate the emergency situation. This attack is directed at the Ministry of War. If he does not take measures, greater losses will come one after another.
He was extremely anxious. This was the backlash of their efforts to poach the Jingying camp. Otherwise, the head of the Zhifang Division would have been beaten to death by a beggar. The Zhifang Division was making a lot of money by buying and selling the Beijing camp's identity. Because only they could modify the files.
Military officers across the country are promoted and dismissed, and file management is done by the in-service department.
The powerful Beijing camp that Yang Fan left behind was to be handed over to the nobles. They had already decided that the emperor had no other choice. Now, the Ministry of War's behavior is poaching them.
A group of people quickly passed through Mianmian Hutong and took a shortcut to the Ministry of War. The Ministry of War was on the south side of Chang'an Street.
"Don't take the small road, go from Dongdan Commercial Street. Go past Taiji Factory." Li Banghua's voice came from the sedan.
The leading servant, Li Wu, immediately called out and led everyone into the bustling Dongdan Commercial Street.
Not far away, a thin, yellow-faced man glanced at the U-turned sedan, waved his hand, and led the people away.
Li Banghua had just felt the dangerous atmosphere in the alley in front of him. It was too quiet somewhere. The imperial capital was half palace wall and half city tree, and there were birds chirping wherever he went. Even if there was no one around, there were birds singing happily.
But there was deathly silence ahead. There was no sound.
Li Banghua is a man who has led soldiers and horses. He is familiar with the battlefield and has a keen sixth sense.
A group of people walked quickly on Dongdan Commercial Street. The servant in front pushed away the surrounding crowd and did not let anyone approach the sedan. For the bodyguards, the best security measure is to maintain isolation.
Suddenly there was a commotion in the front. A man seemed to have had his money stolen. He grabbed someone and shouted, and the people around him immediately gathered around. It is the nature of the people of the Ming Dynasty to watch the excitement.
In this era of scarcity of entertainment, as long as there is something exciting to watch, there will be a lot of audiences.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Li Wu, the leader of the servants, shouted loudly.
But no one paid attention to him, and people around him still came up.
The caught thief shouted loudly: "Who said this is your money? If you call it, it will agree."
"You, you thief, you bully others too much, I will never let you go. Come with me to see the official, go to the official." An old man shouted breathlessly.
"Everyone, tell me, why does the money in my bag belong to this old man? Can you help me see if it can have his family's mark on it?" As he said this, the suspected thief grabbed the money in the bag.
A handful of copper coins were thrown out in all directions.
Immediately the crowd exploded. Everyone rushed to pick up the money.
The crowd became even more crowded for a while. Li Wu was sweating anxiously. He still couldn't display the banner of Da Sima, who knew if there were murderers among these people. So many people in the Ministry of War were already in trouble.
At the moment when everyone was bending down, six people who were bending down suddenly slapped their hands on the back.
The swordsman, who had been watching with cold eyes, instantly flashed to the door of the sedan.
Each of the six crossbows hidden in his waist fired three crossbow arrows. The dense crossbow arrows instantly knocked over the five servants in front of him. Three crossbow arrows were inserted into Li Wu's body, and all the crossbow arrows fired by an assassin hit him.
It's on him.
The swordsman Cang Lang pulled out his long sword with a sound and swung it. Three crossbow arrows were shot down to the ground, and two crossbow arrows hit the wood of the sedan's frame, causing waves of tremors.
After blocking the sword, the swordsman immediately jumped forward and reached the assassin in a few steps.
With a flick of the long sword, the three people's throats were pierced, and blood gurgled out.
The three men at the back immediately pulled out the soft swords from their belts and shook them in the wind. The soft swords trembled straight and went straight to stab the swordsman in the lower third.
Because they were still bending down at this time, the swordsman jumped up to them.
"Qiu Chan, take Da Sima away. Take the small road back home." The swordsman called.
Needless to say, they couldn't reach the Ministry of War. There were already countless people hidden along the way.
No one knows who is the assassin.
The maid took out the hairpin from her bun, which was clearly a pair of copper water-dividing Emei thorns. She opened the sedan door, picked up Li Banghua and left.
The remaining two bearers of the sedan pulled out two short knives from the bottom of the sedan and cut them off at the back.
The five servants guarding behind immediately protected them and rushed sideways to the alley next to them. They were preparing to protect Da Sima from the alley back to Li Mansion.
It will be safe once you arrive at the Li Mansion. The Li family has at least a hundred servants and many masters.
At the moment when the swordsman and the three assassins were fighting, the thief grabbed a handful of copper coins and threw them at them.
Qiu Chan's pupils shrank, and with her sharp eyes, she could clearly see that the handful of copper coins, although they looked like they were Chongzhen Tongbao, new coins minted by His Majesty, were golden and sparkling. They were very dazzling in the sun.
However, the edges of the high-speed flying copper coins reflect sunlight. Even though there is only a trace, martial arts practitioners have keen eyesight and can see it clearly.
Copper money dart!
Every copper coin flying at high speed is a copper coin dart with a sharp edge.
Darts are a special kind of weapon in the world of martial arts. There are many sects and schools and countless masters.
In a busy city, using a weapon like a copper coin dart is very powerful and very concealed. Anyone who goes out without bringing some copper coins will not arouse the vigilance of others at all.
In terms of technique, the money dart is thrown using the force of the wrist.
Judging from the strength of the force, the money dart can be slashed downwards diagonally, or it can fly far away in a flat plane. The flat flight is suitable for far targets, and the diagonal flight is suitable for close targets.
It can attack the enemy's eyes, throat, wrists and other parts, and the key to injuring the enemy is. In addition to the strength of the wrist, it is also related to the rotation speed of the money dart in the air.
It is extremely difficult to master this thing. Within thirty meters, you can almost hit the target with perfect accuracy.
The two bearers and two servants were instantly attacked by the overwhelming money darts, their throats and wrists were cut, and the blood in their arteries spurted out more than one meter high.
Qiu Chan danced her Emei thorn in an instant, spinning like a flywheel. After a few dings, the money dart that was shot at her and Li Banghua was shot down.
But the swordsman was dealing with the weak swords of the three assassins. While he stabbed the three assassins to death, his knees and calves were hit by more than a dozen money darts.
Although his long sword was pulled back in front of his throat in an emergency, blocking a money dart that was cutting diagonally towards the carotid artery, his legs weakened and he fell to his knees.
The old man who was quarreling with Thief Tou'er pulled out a soft sword from his belt. Thief Tou'er pulled out a shovel from his calf and stabbed at the swordsman one from the left and the other at the same time.
The swordsman could no longer move at this time. He gritted his teeth and turned to one side to avoid the vital point, but he was struck by the sword. He groaned miserably.
His right arm was as fast as lightning, and he took off the thief leader's arm with one sword stroke.
Seeing the thief leader rolling to the ground, the old man ignored him and rushed towards Qiu Chan.