Mang Zhong had no intention of fighting. His purpose was to rush to the door of His Royal Highness immediately to remind and protect His Highness's safety.
Looking at the direction of movement of these people, Mang Zhong knew that these people were coming towards the prince.
Immediately, he couldn't help but quicken his pace, sideways avoiding another Tubo man who was rushing towards him, hooking his big hand on the man's shoulder like an iron hook, and then pulling hard, the Tubo man immediately flew up, towards the three people who were rushing towards him. passed.
Mang Zhong and others are not good at battle tactics, but killing skills are his best martial arts.
At the same time that the man was pulled up by him, Mang Zhong leaped up again, bent one leg like a golden rooster, and slammed his knee into the chest of the flying Tubo man.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out of the Wu Tubo man's mouth instantly, staining the robe of Mang Zhong red. Several people behind him were hit by the momentum, and at the same time they lost their footing and rolled down from the roof one by one.
Mang Zhong didn't even look at the people. His light body skills allowed him to walk on the roof as if on flat ground. His toes lightly touched the tiles on the roof, and he jumped forward lightly.
Hua Meng shot several arrows in a row, which slowed down the Tubo people rushing up at the top of the stairs, but by the time he arrived at the top of the stairs, there were still seven or eight people rushing up.
The Yan-wing crossbow was pulled out from the waist, and the trigger was pulled. The arrow flashed with a cold light, instantly drowning the hearts of the Tubo people who rushed up. They saw those few people rolling down the steps like gourds. Roll down.
Hua Meng didn't wait for them to roll to his feet, jumped behind a few people, kicked the first person off the stairs with a flying kick, and there was a chaos at the stairs.
Jingzhe and Cheetah rushed out of the room not far from both sides of Li Hong very fast. The horizontal knives in their hands exuded a cold murderous aura under the moonlight.
"Protect the Crown Prince..."
"Kill out." As soon as Jingzhe finished speaking, Li Hong's cold voice sounded not far behind him.
The fight had only started not long ago, but Li Hong had already been awakened in the room. Banmei and Xunlan stood on both sides, looking up at the roof warily from time to time.
"Yes, Master." When Jingzhe and Cheetah saw that Li Hong was fine, a hint of excitement flashed in their eyes. It would be easy to handle if the master was fine. Tonight was going to be a night of killing.
Li Hong held a horizontal sword in one hand and a crossbow in the other, and shot an arrow above his head without looking.
Suddenly there was a very brief scream above the head, followed by the sound of a human body rolling down.
These people seemed to have received special training, and they were able to endure the pain without making a sound when being shot.
Li Hong's expression was cold, and he exuded a shuddering murderous aura.
The window was kicked away by the Tubo people. A Tubo man just flew in from the window. The sword in Banmei's hand had been waiting for a long time. Before the Tubo man could identify the direction, the sword reflected a trace of light under the moonlight that came in from the window. The cold light passed through the Tubo man's neck like a ghost. The Tubo man's eyes widened, he covered his neck and fell to the ground, his body twitching non-stop.
Cheetah and Jingzhe were in front to clear the way for them, while Banmei and Xunlan were behind them to stop the rear. The crossbow in Li Hong's hand shot forward and backward from time to time, helping them to eat more and more Tibetans.
But as the number of people in front increased, Cheetah and Jingzhe could no longer completely stop the Tubo people from rushing in. The two of them were involuntarily separated by a few steps, leaving a big gap.
"You don't have to worry about it." Li Hong's voice was very calm. Seeing that Cheetah and Jingzhe were about to give up resistance and turn around to protect themselves, Li Hong shouted immediately.
While he was speaking, the horizontal knife in his hand was not idle at all. The cold light passed by like lightning. The Tibetan man who had just rushed in from the gap between the two was beheaded by his knife at an angle. A large piece of his shoulder was cut off at the same time.
The Tubo man who originally continued to rush forward saw the person in front of him cut off his head when he saw the person in front of him. Before he could react, he saw the young man opposite. His eyes were full of cold murderous intent, and his hands were full of murderous intent. The horizontal knife inside was as fast as lightning, and before he could react, it pierced his chest.
"Trash!" Li Hong cursed angrily, then kicked away the Tubo man whose chest was pierced by him, pulled out the horizontal knife in his hand, and lined up with Jingzhe and Cheetah full of murderous aura.
Perhaps it was because of the overpowering aura of blood and killing that the Tubo people who continued to charge towards him felt a little frightened and involuntarily wanted to avoid him.
Banmei and Xunlan were closely guarding Li Hong, and the sharp swords in their hands were even more chilling. The two poisonous snakes were as elusive as they were, making it difficult for people to guard against them.
"Kill to Mansong Mangzan." Li Hong kicked away a Tibetan man who sneaked up from the side. He blocked the oncoming knife with the horizontal knife in his hand. While blocking the opponent's knife, he held a fist in his left hand and struck at that person. Face gate.
The extremely powerful fist suddenly made the man's vision go dark. Before he could even feel the pain in his nose, his body went limp and he fainted on the ground.
"If you want to get through, you have to get through me first." An equally cold voice sounded.
At the same time as the sound sounded, the figures of Mang Zhong and Hua Meng also appeared next to Li Hong, and the fighting temporarily stopped.
"Sir, there are a lot of people. The guards were blocked below and could not come up." Hua Meng's shoulder was slightly injured. Under the moonlight, black liquid could be seen slowly flowing out, soaking a large area of clothes on his left shoulder.
Li Hong's pupils were shrinking. He ignored Hua Meng's words and looked at a young man not far ahead who was blocked by the Tubo people. He asked coldly: "You are Xuelie."
Before Xue Lie could answer, a Tibetan man who was closest to Li Hong suddenly rushed towards Li Hong. Just when the Tibetan man was about to rush forward, he was kicked by Li Hong in the lower abdomen, and his whole body suddenly flew into the air. He was thrown to the ground with a thud, groaning in pain.
Xue Lie glanced at his subordinate who was kicked away by Li Hong and was lying on the ground squirming in pain. He couldn't help but feel secretly frightened by the strength of Li Hong's kick.
"I won't hurt you, as long as you put down the weapons in your hands and surrender." Xue Lie separated from his men in front, slowly walked to the front and looked at Li Hong.
There are dozens of people on his side now, while the Tang people only have seven people. Although many people on his side have died, as long as they can capture His Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty alive, these casualties will be worth it.
"It's just you?" Li Hong held the horizontal knife with ease, and his eyes slowly scanned the dozens of Tibetan people in front of him. His expression remained calm, and he did not regard the dozens of people on the other side as a threat at all.
"You have no way out now. There are so many of us, and the seven of you alone can't rush out." Xue Lie said confidently.
At this moment, the shouts of killing were already loud below the Red Palace. Li Hong's personal guards and the Tubo blocking warriors arranged by Xuelie were fighting to reach the exit above the Red Palace.
The entire Potala Palace seemed to wake up from a deep sleep and turned into a man-eating beast. The oil lamps in each room also began to be lit in twos and threes. After a while, all the rooms in the entire Potala Palace were lit up.
The torches on the corridors of the Potala Palace also illuminated the entire Potala Palace in an instant. The torches not far apart were like the colorful strips of lights that were dotted around the outside of the building in the previous life, lighting up the entire Potala Palace. The outline of the palace is drawn.
The tragic sound of fighting continued in the sky above the Potala Palace. Whether it was Li Hong's personal guards or Xue Lie's hundreds of warriors, they were all fighting in an almost barbaric way.
The blood dyed the snow-white walls of the Potala Palace red. Under the illumination of the moonlight and torches, the blood showed a dark brown color, and a cruel killing intent emerged on the snow-white walls.
Li Hong glanced at the fighting guards below, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth again. He slowly raised the horizontal sword in his hand and pointed at the snow column opposite him. Then he slowly moved the horizontal sword and pointed at the Red Palace. Below, he said: "Open your eyes and see, your warriors are already in defeat."
Xue Lie followed the guidance of Li Hong's Hengdao and looked at the chaos below. However, the battlefield was so fierce that it was true that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty said that his own people could no longer hold the entrance to the steps.
The fighting power of the Tang people exceeded his imagination. He originally thought that they only relied on thunder to defeat Luoshou City in one fell swoop.
Now looking at the Tang soldiers below, they are all unafraid of death and full of murderous intent. They are all as ferocious and brave as butchers. Every time the horizontal knife in their hands is swung, a stream of blood will fall in the night sky.
"Before they rush up, I will kill you first." Xue Lie turned to look at Li Hong, tightly clenched the knife in his hand, and said coldly.
"Then let's try and see who kills whom." The horizontal knife in Li Hong's hand was pointed at Xue Lie again.
Almost at the same time, not only Li Hong moved, but Hua Meng and others next to him also moved at the same time.
Li Hong's black cloak floated behind him as he moved quickly, following him closely like a dark cloud.
His goal is only Xuelie. If he captures Xuelie, the riot in the Potala Palace will stop. No matter how many people they have ambushed outside the city, they will all become more powerful after they regain control of the Potala Palace. Be useless.
"Dang, dang, dang," the sound of weapons clashing with sparks rang in the ears of the two of them. Each sword was aimed directly at each other's vital points, and each sword was equally sharp and cruel.
Xue Lie is worthy of being the best warrior in Tubo. He is not slower than Li Hong in terms of strength or speed, but compared with Li Hong, he lacks a trace of domineering tempered on the battlefield.
Li Hong waved his sword wildly, and every time he made a move, he not only threatened Xuelie, but also the Tubo people next to him.
No matter whether the horizontal sword is in the left or right hand, it will not affect the accuracy and strength of Li Hong's swing. This is his killing move that Lian Yangwu and Lian Tie suffered from when he was in Chang'an.
Coupled with the deliberate training on the battlefield in the past few years, he has already become extremely proficient. Suddenly, the continuous and breathless quick attacks not only left Xue Lie in a hurry and only had the strength to parry, but also By the way, he solved several Tubo soldiers who had gathered around him.
(End of chapter)