Song Qiang's body and face were also covered in blood, and he was almost unrecognizable.
"Prime Minister, I have solved one for you, and you can figure out the remaining two!"
Song Qiang held up a knife and slashed at the assassin who didn't have a knife in his hand: "If you want to be like him, you don't have to run!"
The blood all over Song Qiang was so fierce that the other party's feet went limp when he saw it, and he knelt down on the ground, begging for mercy with tears: "I beg General Song to spare my life!"
At this time, the sound of hurried footsteps sounded outside the gate, shadows faintly on the whitewashed wall.
"Catch the assassin!"
"The assassin is in the chamber!"
With the shouts, hundreds of soldiers with swords, shields and crossbows ran in from the courtyard, and surrounded the entire meeting hall.
"Take him!" Song Qiang said, pointing to the assassin kneeling on the ground.
A few soldiers came over with ropes and tied the assassin into rice dumplings.
Song Qiang took the knife again and jumped into the meeting hall.
Yan Li didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he was at a disadvantage, and was forced to retreat again and again by the opponent.
"You two brothers, one surrendered, and the other was cut off by me, what will happen to the two of you!"
Those two people didn't listen to Song Qiang's words, they just attacked Yan Li blindly. If he doesn't help, Yan Li may be injured.
But in Song Qiang's view, it's rare for one person to deal with two. On the battlefield, he often deals with five or six, or even hundreds, by himself.
His eyes caught a knife on the ground, and Song Qiang kicked it with his toe. The knife jumped up and fell into Song Qiang's hand as if it was alive.
"Prime Minister Yan, it's already a disadvantage for one person to deal with two, and it's even more dangerous if you don't have a knife in your hand! Take it and chop them!"
Song Qiang threw out the big knife in his hand, Yan Li reached out to catch it, and made three sharp moves, forcing the opponent back a foot away.
Song Qiang also joined the battle circle: "One fights one!"
Only at this time did the two assassins realize that the outside of the meeting hall was already full of soldiers, their bows and arrows were pointed at them, and the point of their knives and swords were also pointed at them, and they could no longer escape.
"If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent! Killing Yan Li is the beginning and the end!"
Not only did the two not have the slightest fear, but their hostility increased greatly, and they ignored Song Qiang. One of the two knives attacked Yan Li's bottom, and the other attacked Yan Li's top, making Yan Li unable to take care of both. As the saying goes, the arrogant are afraid of the stupid, and now the two of them are fighting together, which is a kind of "stupid fight", and Yan Li's danger has increased a bit.
"Do you think I don't exist!"
Song Qiang jumped behind them, stretched out his ape arm, lifted one of the assassins, and threw his head towards the outside of the meeting hall, throwing it face down, like a pig arching a trough.
"Tie him up!" Song Qiang shouted loudly.
Five or six soldiers jumped on the assassin, two held down his legs, two held down his hands, and one was tied with a rope. After a while, the assassin was also tied into a rice dumpling.
There was only one assassin left, and he suddenly realized that he was the only one left. He was taken aback, and this time his attack was slow, giving Yan Li a chance to fight back. Phew, the white knife pierced the assassin's lower abdomen.
Yan Li hated them for killing Menzi, his eyes were jumping with angry flames, so he turned his wrist again, and then pulled out the knife.
The ferociousness and pain gradually froze on the assassin's face, and as Yan Li pulled out his sword, he fell to the ground with a thud and never moved again.
This vicious fight was really soul-stirring. If Song Qiang hadn't had an idea, I'm afraid neither Yan Li nor he could escape unscathed today.
"These assassins are too sharp, they almost got caught just now!" Even though Song Qiang killed two and forced one to surrender, he was still afraid.
Yan Li walked to Menzi's body, pouted his mouth, closed Menzi's eyes, raised his face, two tears rolled down his cheeks.
Menzi told him whether the time was long or short, Yan Li treated Menzi like a brother and never regarded Menzi as a real "menzi". This time when he beat Pan Meichen, Menzi not only saved Yan Li's life by virtue of his superb shooting skills, but also made great military exploits. Yan Li originally wanted to promote his disciples and become an official in front of Li Hai. Who would have thought that today But he died in Huangquan!
Rao is Song Qiang's resolute temperament, and he is also crying at this moment. Suddenly, Scanning saw the two assassins tied up outside the conference hall, Song Qiang's eyes like copper bells burst into flames.
One in each hand, he brought the two assassins in and threw them beside Menzi's body, "Quickly tell me, who sent you here!"
The two assassins, you look at me, I look at you, without saying a word.
Song Qiang held the shining big knife and placed it on the neck of one of the assassins. The blade had sunk into the flesh, and blood flowed down the knife.
"I'll count to three, whoever speaks quickly, I'll spare him! Whoever speaks slowly, that's what the person whose shoulder was cut off is like!"
"It was the emperor, the noble concubine, and Master Liu who arranged for us to come!" The two said in unison, neither of them wanted to die.
Song Qiang gritted his steel teeth, and cursed fiercely: "The faint king, the treacherous minister, and Daji are all like dogs!"
Yan Li's body trembled slightly. Li Hai actually planned to kill him? It seems that Rong Changan also encountered an accident in the palace. He suddenly remembered the pigeons that Menzi sent in.
"Doves! Doves!"
Yan Li shouted at Song Qiang.
"What pigeon?" Song Qiang asked.
"It's the pigeon brought in by Menzi just now! It's a secret letter from Chang'an!"
A soldier outside the chamber pointed to a low locust tree and said, "Prime Minister, the pigeon is on the tree!"
The fight just now scared the pigeon away, and it stopped on the locust tree. At that moment, the soldier climbed up the tree, took down the pigeon, untied the small wooden bucket, took out the paper inside, and handed it to Yan Li.
Yan Li held the paper in his hand, like holding a newborn baby, placed it on the table of the Eight Immortals, and spread out the letter. The astonishment on Yan Li's face gradually spread, and his dark eyes were full of doubts.
"What did General Rong write on it?"
"Look!" Yan Li handed the letter to Song Qiang.
Song Qiang took a look, and saw a quadrangle courtyard drawn on the paper. In the courtyard, a woman was looking up at the bright moon, and there was a poem beside it, which was Yan Li's favorite "Like a Dream" Ling. Chang Ji Taoyuan Deep Cave"
"What does this mean?" Song Qiang scratched his head, but couldn't think of what Rong Changan wanted to express, "Zeng remembers the deep cave in Taoyuan, a Qing song and dance phoenix, Chang remembers when I want to say goodbye, I go out with tears Send. Like a dream, like a dream, the waning moon and falling flowers and heavy smoke? I don’t understand! I don’t understand! General Rong doesn’t know why he’s playing such riddles with us.”
The more Rong Changan couldn't write letters in a normal way, it meant that she was in danger and was being watched and followed. Yan Li's face became more and more gloomy and dignified.
"What does it mean to draw a person looking at the bright moon in the courtyard?" Song Qiang pinched his chin and pondered, and he patted one of the assassins with the back of his knife, "Do you know how the emperor treats Queen Rong now?"
The assassin said: "We don't know about the queen, but maybe I know the meaning in the painting."
They are assassins, sometimes it is difficult to explain clearly, and they often draw some marks and pictures with the meaning of the code to communicate, so they have a thorough understanding of Rong Changan's talisman.
"Say it quickly!" Yan Li asked quickly.
The assassin said: "Sihe Yard is a word for mouth, and there is a person in the yard is a word for prison. According to this picture, Empress Rong is imprisoned by the emperor."
As soon as these words came out, both Yan Li and Song Qiang's eyes widened, horrified.
Rong Changan was imprisoned, and Li Hai could take her life at any time. Yan Li regretted that Rong Changan should not have been allowed to enter Beijing. He should have thought earlier that Li Hai had already planned to kill Rong Changan! Why, he always knows it later!
"This stupid gentleman!" Song Qiang almost gritted his steel teeth, "Then what do you mean by General Rong looking at the night sky?"
The assassin said: "Is this simple? Empress Rong is always watching you to save her!"