It is like a scroll of Shurachang with sudden changes in painting style. With the fall of the first person, the pungent fresh bloody smell also diffuses ubiquitously, stimulating everyone's senses and smells.
Suddenly, those musicians who had blown up the nest screamed out a few figures holding cold gleaming sharp blades one after another. It was like a salmon swimming upstream, alternately covering each other and rushing to the center of the lobby.
Just as the crowd in the background of the seats shouted in exclamation and screaming, as the people who were competing to be chopped down and overturned in the way, the blood was already splashing out; at this moment, many people closed their eyes and turned their heads terribly;
However, after a burst of cracking sound like fried beans, the figure of these musicians dressed up suddenly stopped as if they were caught in the law of triumph, and a lot of details appeared on their bodies. A thin splatter of blood.
And the head of the person suddenly lost a large piece of his forehead out of thin air, and it turned into red and white splashing far away. Then, under the inertia of the body's conditioned reflex, he moved forward a few steps, and laid it on the ground like a hill and a column.
At this time, someone noticed that the entourages and guards crowded in front of the Taiping Metropolitan Governor were already lined up in several rows with their bodies as shields, and they were holding short wooden handles at each end, and they were curling up. The green smoke comes.
And just now, they alternately emitted a burst of fireworks, and the assassins who rushed out, together with the musicians who could still stand behind, were put down and shot to death;
Then, there were more than a dozen sporadic sounds, and suddenly those bodies that were crawling and struggling on the ground stopped moving; and the others who had not been affected even dodged and retreated far, leaving only one side. The siding was full of blood stains and hollows.
After a few more breaths, the female voice’s gasps and weeping sounded, but they fell from the holes in the beams and slabs above, and there were already some dead bodies; it was just the sharp blades and the scattered around them in their hands. Blowpipes and other things clearly show their corresponding identities.
And that Zhu Xiaolangjun fell on the ground more like frightened and lost, his legs trembling and trying to stand up several times, but he failed.
"Open to the general governor, the top has been emptied..."
Then there was an unhurried voice from upstairs; and those who fled out in the panic, they also flinched and retreated under the threat of yelling from the outside and the threat of swords, bows and crossbows reaching in. In the hall.
And most people finally realized that this was only what happened between a dozen breaths, but at least four groups of assassins with different identities had appeared one after another.
After that, their own wealth and life were in danger, and they were all held in the hands of the chief governor who might be angry and retaliated. They knelt down one after another like falling dominoes and fell to the ground.
"Go on, just play whatever you want"
Watching these backstabs die and then fall to the ground, the same corpses dressed as slaves, Zhou Huaian continued facing the panic behind the scenes.
"It's rare to use this kind of battlefield over and over again... Why haven't there been more surprises..."
However, what disappointed him was that the target in the induction stayed in place, just like other people who were at a loss. Even the heartbeat showed no signs of emergence at all.
After the guards had completely controlled the situation, then someone brought a bag of utensils and inspected the drinks spilled on the ground on the spot, and then whispered a report after a while.
"The Governor, this drink should be a special erysipelas extracted from alchemy."
Then, someone went over to check the old man who was no longer struggling, took off some beards, hair buns and other objects from the other side's face, and continued to report:
"I'm afraid this guy is also a fake stuff..."
At the same time, Zhu Xiaolang, who was sitting on the ground, squeezed a flattering smile while trying to affect his face, but his heart became more and more desperate; it is said that since ancient times, the only death is difficult.
Although he was determined to wait for the opportunity to die with the head of the thief, he also prepared a pen-tube concealed weapon called Tou Gu Nai. But when things came to an end, after seeing the scene of flesh and blood, he was inevitably unable to move in horror.
Then, he can only tell himself that this is to stay in the useful body, continue to deal with the thieves and save more of the expedient means of the elders of the village, and should not be like the woman who throws rocks and asks for directions, and died in vain early. Prepared in the hands of the thieves.
What's more, when did the famous Su Lao Mao, the leader of the city’s scholars and citizens, get lost? In addition to the assassins among the musicians, there are also the masters who ambush the beams. Who arranged it? , He didn't even know.
But he can also confirm one thing. After this frightening change of the elders' meeting in the city, most of the people who are eligible to appear will be affected by this, and they will be imprisoned and even lose their lives.
And even those who didn't appear on the scene, as long as they were involved in the corresponding; after all, the assassination was enough to give these peaceful thieves who were originally harsh on the gentry, they could raise their butcher's knives and pretend to kill them.
But this might not be where his opportunity lies. Once the only remaining families in the city are swept away, the remaining share of sea trade and shipping will not be easily controlled by the peaceful thieves.
Whether it is to further please these thieves, or to expand one's own family business in order to achieve a more long-term plan, it is a good choice;
Thinking of this, although he was still weak in his legs and feet, he couldn't help but show the Zhou thief a smile that was uglier but more sincere than crying.
It’s just that his attitude was ignored, because Zhou Huaian had already walked up to a group of singers who were surrounded and looked at it carefully, but this behavior caused a low exclamation and sobbing. .
"Why don't you do it... What a great opportunity."
He said to the two Scarlet Singing Girls who cringed and hugged each other in the corner. Although his body was trembling, one of them was surprisingly calm in Zhou Huaian's vision, and even his muscles did not tighten.
Although she couldn't scan any threatening objects from head to toe all over her body, since being an assassin, wouldn't she be able to put people to death with her bare hands, or that she was a natural weapon from head to toe.
Since the other party was bent on pretending not to admit it, Zhou Huaian would naturally not take it lightly, and let people rush to take it back and slowly concoct it; anyway, tonight is already exciting enough and not bad for this addition.
At the same time, Xiling Gudu on the south bank of the Qiantang River, in the dim sporadic lights under the Shuizhai outpost, there are many endless flashes of light reflected, and the boats and boats lined up along the river bank are even more so. Winding out for miles away.
"Report to Lian Shuai, news from the North Shore, that the thief leader is particularly treated by the elders and scholars in Qiantang City..."
A man dressed as a small servant in Putou, Tsing Yi, is also facing Zhong Jiwen, who has become a Mingzhou provincial governor and an observer of East Zhejiang, bows and crosses his hands:
"In addition, the Erlangs who stayed on the other side have also made a special trip to investigate. The Taiping thief's boat master is still in the Guantang Lake generation east of Lin'an, and is driving the civil service to dredge the siltation of the river channel..."
"Thanks to the demon monk of the first week of the peaceful thief, who treated the gentry so harshly and indifferently. If this generation has never been so low and soft, I beg our army to cross the river to ask the thieves to give a way to survive..."
The other ministry will immediately complimented.
"The method of using troops, of course, is to do the opposite. Now that the armies are gathered and they are backed up, the right situation cannot be vented, and it should not be delayed for a long time..."
Zhong Jiwen said slowly.
"These local wealthy surnames are just in response to the trend... If you can fit inside and out, it will be a little bit less lethal."
"Lian Shuai... Qiantang water has begun to rise... it can be described as easy to sail..."
At this time, someone once again reported loudly in Jiang Feng, which was gradually becoming rush:
On the north bank, as the lights were getting closer and closer, Xie Daozhen, the former head of the metabolizer in Qiantang’s Sixteen House, was also watching this scene nervously in the shadow of an abandoned water station full of the stench of river grass.
"Aweng, why is this? Abel and the others have already decided to... Have you met the chief governor? The Mingzhou Zhongdi has a flat head, but it is not a good match..."
And beside him, a young man with a sad face also said to himself.
"Those Taiping thieves don't look down on our local elites; they can endure the humiliation and seizure of our belongings..." Xie Daozhen, dressed as a business traveler, sighed sadly.
"But why do they step on our decency and goodwill, and let people spread the perverted sayings that make those mud legs threaten the owner's house."
"If he is only accusing us of the accumulated abuses in the world among the scholars, I really can only bear it and admit it. I can only wait for the room for debate and recovery in the future;"
"You can instigate those mud legs to disregard Lun's dignity and inferiority, wantonly invading and occupying the owner's property for virtue, but to cut off the foundation of our generation to accumulate good virtues for the heirloom... How can it be, how can it;"
"At least let Zhong Diping, who was born as a private trader, come, and there may be a chance to stay in my house after being fed, but if the peaceful thieves drive those mud legs into force, I will wait for the family, but there will be nothing in the future. Up..."
"Dalang and the others are blinded by the emptiness of the thieves' army. No matter how high they are in the sea, they are nothing but vain things that look at the sky; but every storm can be taken away by a single miss; It’s true that there are real estates on the ground that are handed down to the world..."
"So, for the better survival of this family, it can only be a slight sacrifice..."
Between the words, the first batch of boats crossing the river that came along the water had already landed, and many soldiers jumped down between the sound of the water and the footsteps, and then rushed in under the guidance of the swaying lights on the height of the water station. (End of this chapter)