Luo Sanlang has never been so nervous like today. He is not nervous because he wants to kill, but because he is going to kill in this environment. Of course, there is also some excitement that makes his hands tremble slightly. This is the Martial Arts Field, one of the most solemn places inside and outside the imperial capital except for the imperial palace, and he is going to kill someone in this place where ordinary people can't even enter.
This is not the reason to make him excited. The reason why he feels his heart beating wildly and his breathing heavy is that His Majesty is also in the martial arts arena.
Killing people under the eyes of the emperor is very exciting no matter how you think about it.
Luo Sanlang is Luo Wen's family general. Ever since Luo Yao, the left avant-garde general Luo Yao sent him to Luo Wen as his bodyguard before Luo Wen came to the Imperial Capital Yanwu Academy, he has become Luo Wen's confidant.
In the imperial capital, a place full of power plots and traps, Mr. Luo has no choice but to trust him. Therefore, Luo Sanlang firmly believed that once the young master left the Martial Arts Academy and entered the army, he would still be the young master's confidant, because he knew too many secrets of the young master, and also helped the young master to do too many things that could not be seen in private. Mr. Luo can't do without him now, and even more so in a new environment.
For example, this time I want to kill the boy who broke his right arm and looks like a dog.
When the young master was in the imperial capital, his confidant was at best an errand runner. But once the young master enters the army, he will naturally get a not-so-low military position. You must know that from a fourth-rank general, it is easy to be a sixth-rank lieutenant, as long as you put it down, it is not impossible to become a fifth-rank general if you are willing to recommend him.
Once he had a military position, Luo Sanlang knew that his destiny would really change.
In the Luo family, he was just a domestic slave.
Even if he has some status in Luofu, he is still a slave after all.
Therefore, he pinned his future on Luo Wen. As long as the boy with the broken arm is killed, no one will know that Luo Wen didn't come up with the way to break the Tucheng. In this way, Luo Wen can justifiably win the first place, and then directly enter the sixteen guards to serve.
Rowan's future looks bright, and so does his.
With more than a dozen domestic slaves from Luo Mansion, Luo Sanlang urged his horse to go straight to the barracks where the troops were stationed before. That young man was a shameless person, he could only hide in the barracks and wait to return to Chang'an City with Mr. Luo Wen. Furthermore, even if he wanted to escape, he couldn't escape. He can come in, but not out.
No one is leading him, let alone whether he can go out, even if he goes out, will the people waiting outside to kill him let him escape again
So Luo Sanlang firmly believed that the boy with the broken arm was still hiding in the barracks.
More than a dozen war horses rushed into the barracks like the wind and lightning. The camp that can accommodate 500 people is really not big. Dozens of tents stand scattered like big tombs. When Luo Wen started to attack Tucheng, Fang Xie was in his big tent. Waiting for news. So Luo Sanlang rushed out of the big tent with his people, he made a gesture and asked his subordinates to surround the big tent to make it impenetrable.
"Little brother, are you still there? I was ordered by General Luo to pick you up, come out quickly."
Luo Sanlang yelled into the big tent, then listened quietly and waited for Fang Xie's answer.
After waiting for almost a minute, there was still no sound in the big tent. Luo Sanlang's face changed slightly, and he pointed to the big tent. Immediately, three servants got off their horses, drew out their horizontal knives and leaned over cautiously. A house slave slowly opened the door curtain of the big tent with a knife, leaned over and took a look inside, then shook his head to indicate that there was no one inside. The two people who followed immediately opened the door curtain and rushed in quickly.
At the moment when the door curtain was lifted, several crossbow arrows shot out of the tent like lightning. Before the two house slaves realized what had happened, they were pierced through their chests by several crossbow arrows. Under the huge force produced by the crossbow machine at this distance, not only did the crossbow arrows almost completely sink into their bodies, but also hit the two of them and fell out of the tent.
"He's in the tent!"
Someone yelled, with a slight trill in his voice.
In just a few seconds, the companion who was chatting with them just now was shot to death. Luo Sanlang's face became extremely cold, and he drew out his horizontal knife and pointed at the tent, motioning for everyone to come over. A house slave reminded in a low voice: "Or set fire to the tent and burn him alive!"
"fart!"
Luo Sanlang scolded: "You are a fucking idiot, once you catch fire, you will immediately attract people. Your Majesty is in the martial arts arena right now. If those people from the Ouchi guards rush over, there are not enough of us." They have stuffed their teeth!"
"Look for a shield and rush in against it. Only one of him has broken his right arm. As long as he rushes in, can he still block a dozen horizontal knives?"
"yes!"
Several house slaves found shields from other tents, four or five of them crowded together into a ball, pushed the shields in front, and slowly squeezed into the big tent. After the door curtain was opened, no more crossbow arrows were seen shooting out. These few people breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed in with all their strength.
ah!
The miserable cry came from the tent, which made Luo Sanlang's face even uglier.
After the house slaves who rushed in screamed a few times, the people behind dragged the two who entered first out of the tent.
Those two people's feet were pierced by something, and blood flowed all over the floor. It must have been that the boy had buried something sharp in the soil where he entered the door. There are barbed caltrops in the barracks specially used to deal with infantry charges, and if they are scattered all over the ground, there will be no place to stay. Luo Sanlang reckoned that it was this thing, and his subordinates rushed in so eagerly that they didn't notice anything wrong with their feet.
"It's a bit of a skill."
He cursed ferociously, jumped off his horse and ordered loudly: "Go find a bow and arrow, and shoot random arrows into it!"
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There is no shortage of anything in the military barracks in the Martial Arts Field. Basically, the Sui warrior standard equipment can be found here. Not only are there hard bows, but there are even continuous crossbows that are not generally equipped with troops. Because the cost of the Liannu is too high and the production process is complicated, this thing has always been equipped only by the most elite troops. The Martial Arts Field is the place where the most elite generals and soldiers are trained. As long as there are almost everything related to military and martial arts, there is no shortage.
The crossbow bolts that killed two people from the tent before should have been shot by Liannu. From this it can be seen that the young man with the broken right arm was thoroughly familiar with the barracks after the army set out.
Therefore, Luo Sanlang has some headaches.
If he rushed in without fear of death, it would not be too difficult to kill that young man, but he would inevitably lose manpower in this way, too many people died, and he couldn't explain to Luo Wen. And with so many dead, it will be difficult to clean up the scene. If there are any clues left, it is very likely to be discovered.
So if he hadn't been driven into a hurry, he wouldn't even order his men to shoot arrows into the tent.
But at this time, if you are worried about those small things, I am afraid that the longer you delay, the more difficult things will be. The Tucheng has been destroyed, and it won't be long before Luo Wen and the three of them will be received by His Majesty the Emperor. Then the people from the martial arts field will come back to clean up the barracks and count the equipment.
There is not much time left for Luo Sanlang.
"Shoot, don't delay!"
He roared in a low voice, and took the lead in drawing a hard bow and shooting it into the tent. Two people were holding the curtains of the tent on one left and one on the right, and the others stood at the door like crazy, pouring feather arrows into the tent one after another. After everyone shot at least three feather arrows, Luo Sanlang yelled fiercely, and led several people to throw away their hard bows and rush into the tent with knives.
Rushing forward like wading through water, no one dared to take a big step.
He knew that shooting feather arrows indiscriminately might not be able to kill the boy, but it would definitely make the boy flustered. As long as the boy had no chance to aim and pull the crossbow, it would be easy for them to kill with a horizontal knife after rushing in. Although they are domestic slaves in Luo Yao's mansion, under General Luo's command, even the domestic slaves are all skilled bow horses.
After rushing into the tent, Luo Sanlang was dumbfounded.
There was no one in the tent at all, and several repeating crossbows were tied to the table facing the tent door. The ropes on the brackets had been broken. Obviously, the people who rushed in before pulled the ropes when they opened the curtain, and then the repeating crossbows The crossbow arrows in it shot out by themselves. Indeed, a lot of barbed wire was sprinkled on the ground, some of which were still stained with blood.
"be cheated!"
Surprised, Luo Sanlang immediately turned and walked out.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared from behind the domestic slaves surrounding the tent. That black shadow was hiding in another tent, waiting for the right time. As soon as the man appeared, he pulled the trigger of the crossbow on the backs of those slaves, and with a muffled sound, four or five slaves fell down with a howl of arrows in their hearts.
The Sui standard continuous crossbow is extremely powerful, and it is easy to shoot through the heart from the back. The man aimed so precisely that he hardly wasted a crossbow bolt.
After killing four or five people in a row, the black shadow disappeared behind a tent in a flash.
Luo Sanlang's face turned cold, he cursed and led the rest of the people to chase after him. The servant who ran in the front turned around the tent, and saw a young man smiling at him, and then stabbed the spear in his hand with one arm. With a bang, the spear pierced the slave's heart fiercely. After the sneak attack succeeded, the boy turned around and ran away.
When Luo Sanlang turned around, he could only see his subordinates who had fallen limply, and their backs that disappeared in a flash.
"Chase!"
Luo Sanlang yelled, and led the men to continue chasing forward.
After going around three or four tents, the boy disappeared again. Before he stopped, suddenly a spear was thrown from nowhere, directly piercing a slave to death. The remaining four or five people turned around to look for them, but no one could be seen anywhere. When they were frightened, they suddenly heard screams from a distance, and they rushed over, only to see that the necks of the two house slaves who had injured their feet had been wiped off, and blood was still spraying out like a waterfall.
Luo Sanlang's heart almost jumped out of his throat, he looked around eagerly, but he couldn't see the boy who was elusive like a devil at all.
"Third brother... let's go. We can't kill him... If this continues, we will all die here."
A house slave said tremblingly.
Before Luo Sanlang could speak, another throwing spear was thrown over, and it precisely pierced the back heart of the speaking slave, and the sharp point of the throwing spear came out from the man's chest, bringing out a stream of thick blood , Sprayed Luo Sanlang all over the face.
Watching the hideous corpse fall down, Luo Sanlang's heart twitched involuntarily. Up to now, there were only three people left under him, three people who were scared out of their wits.
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"From now on, let's not separate, look forward back to back, four people close together, he can't sneak attack!"
Luo Sanlang gave an order, and the four of them leaned back against each other, and then slowly moved forward to find the trace of the boy. As they moved forward, a black shadow climbed to the top of a tent like a gecko, Although he only used his left hand to climb upwards, his speed was still extremely fast, and his movements were flexible and vigorous.
After climbing to the top of the tent, the boy took the throwing gun in his mouth, looked at the four people below and sneered, then threw the throwing gun down. From top to bottom, the throwing spear was inserted from the top of a house slave's head, all the way to the neck. Before he could even groan, his throat was blocked. As soon as his body went limp, the house slave fell down slowly. The half of the spear protruding from the top of the head was placed on the tent, and the posture of the dead body looked weird and made people tremble.
The three of Luo Sanlang turned pale with shock, and quickly looked up. The moment they looked up, they saw the young man jumping down from the tent like a single-winged eagle. The young man in mid-air pulled out the horizontal knife from his back and slashed down. With a bang, he directly removed the head of a house slave from his shoulders.
In the next second, the boy's horizontal knife stabbed straight through the throat of a house slave, and the tip of the knife came out from the back of the house slave's neck.
Putting away the knife, the boy pointed at Luo Sanlang who had just raised the knife with the tip of the knife dripping with blood, and said coldly: "Be good, I won't kill you."
Luo Sanlang trembled in his heart, and subconsciously dropped the knife in his hand.
"Hide all the corpses in the haystack over there. Be quick and slow. I will first remove your limbs and then goug out your five sense organs."
Fang Jie gave an order, and Luo Sanlang immediately stumbled and ran out, pulled all the corpses one by one to the edge of the haystack, and covered them with hay.
"Take off your clothes."
Fang Jie pointed at the tip of Luo Sanlang's nose with the tip of his knife and said, "I didn't kill you because you have to go back to report to your young master and tell him to bring someone back to deal with the body, otherwise if the matter is exposed, I will kill you." There is nothing to be afraid of such a small person, but your son's future is probably ruined. If your son is smart enough to forget about today's incident, if he can't forget it and wants to kill me, I'm afraid he will have a hard time... remind you My son, he is about to be promoted to general, so you should think more about your own future."
Trembling, Luo Sanlang took off the Sui Youzuowei battle suit on his body, knelt on the ground and dared not even move.
Fang Jie knocked Luo Sanlang on the back of the head with a knife, knocking him out, and then quickly changed his clothes. After changing, first cut off Luo Sanlang's ear, and then cut off the tendon of Luo Sanlang's right arm. The severe pain woke Luo Sanlang up, and he couldn't help howling.
"roll!"
He cursed in a cold voice, then turned over and jumped on a horse and rushed out.
In Luo Sanlang's sight, the demon gradually disappeared.