I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man: 118. Knock the bone and **** the marrow
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Three days later , Fang Yuan, who was following the side of the carriage, suddenly stopped the horse and sternly shouted: "Stop!"
"What's the matter?" Qin Nuo asked the probe while pushing the window of the car.
"My son, there is an abnormality in front of him, so he turns around quickly." Fang Yuan's expression was abnormally solemn.
"What's the exception?" Qin Nuo was surprised, looking at the guards around him, they were all puzzled.
Qin Nuo moved his lips, before he said a word, his eyes widened suddenly. Countless arrows suddenly appeared on the dark sky, like migratory locusts suddenly rising, rushing in the direction of the carriage from the end of the sky.
The sound of breaking through the air is extremely harsh! Even the dull guards were aware of it.
I don't know who screamed: "There is an assassin..." It stopped abruptly without finishing a sentence, and then the heavy body fell from the horse's back, splashing mud and water mixed with blood.
Qin Nuo couldn't see all of this anymore. Just as the arrow appeared in the sky, Fang Yuan kicked the car door, took his arm, and then dragged him out.
Qin Nuo rolled on the ground, feeling a kick on his waist, and rolled directly under the carriage.
The rain of arrows overwhelmingly reached the target. The arrow hit the top of the carriage and the wall, making a sharp rubbing sound, making Qin Nuo even think that it was not an arrow, but a bullet.
There was also a dull sound piercing through the bones and the screams of the guards, which made people frightened.
Through the gap under the car, Qin Nuo could see that the guards around the carriage were waving their swords and resisting with the car body as a shelter, but soon, one after another screams and falling sounds rang out.
The rain of arrows is endless, shooting from all directions.
The crimson blood ran down the winding rain to the bottom of the carriage.
Qin Nuo trembled uncontrollably.
Soon, there was no living guard around the carriage, and more than two dozen guards were wiped out, except for the one beside him.
Fang Yuan got in as soon as he tucked him under the carriage.
He stared outside with a solemn expression, watching his colleagues fall one by one, his eyes closed and opened again.
"My lord, when the arrow stops, there must be an assassin to clear the field. When the time comes, your subordinates will go out first and lead people away. You immediately run back, don't look back. There is a place in the back where we are coming. In the mountain stream, you can escape by jumping into the river."
"Huh?" Qin Nuo looked blank, feeling that the whole world had collapsed.
When did I have such a powerful enemy? This kind of imposing manner that must kill himself, and can't wait for a thousand swords, he is just a powerless and idle princess!
"My lord, now is not the time to be afraid. If you want to escape this disaster, there is only this opportunity." Fang Yuan reminded him concisely and concisely, "The subordinates don't know how many assassins are there and how much time they can delay. Please take care of everything."
A wry smile appeared on Junxiu’s face. After being defeated and captured in the Southern Dynasties, he has gone through many humiliations and lived here. I didn’t expect to die in order to save an enemy king. Ha, I don’t know if that person knows it. What kind of reaction, will you scold yourself for betraying your faith and forgetting one's righteousness? Forget it, for the sake of this young lord's benevolence...
After the brief explanation, he stopped talking, as if the entire world was left with only the vast rainstorm and overwhelming arrows.
Qin Nuo gradually calmed down, and the sound of the arrow rain outside gradually decreased. It seemed that the assassin estimated that the man was almost dead and was about to stop.
He tilted his head slightly and saw Fang Yuan's whole body tense. His eyes were cold and clear, and it was the look and aura that truly belonged to a soldier. At this moment, his gentle Tsing Yi attendant was no longer in front of him, but a sharp sword, waiting for the moment when he pulled out the scabbard and surprised the crowd.
Is he really just an ordinary lieutenant colonel? Thinking of the information given to me by the battlefield, Nanchen was born as a concubine, a seventh-ranked school lieutenant in the army, and was defeated and captured...
Qin Nuo didn't know why he was still thinking about these inconspicuous things at such a nervous moment.
The arrow rain stopped. There was no more sound in the surroundings. In this deathly silence, Qin Nuo felt more and more suffocating fear.
Not long after, low footsteps came, gradually approaching from all directions.
Qin Nuo could hear his heart beating like a drum. He swallowed, and recalled what Fang Yuan had said to him just now. He was about to run back soon, but he felt his legs and feet were soft.
The sound of the enemy's footsteps approached step by step, and the people around him were desperately preparing, and they were about to jump up.
However, variables are born again!
Among the corpses that had fallen on the ground, suddenly there was a "fraud corpse".
He leaped up, and the light of the knife opened the dark rain curtain, and in an instant a **** flower was swept up. It was the blood of the enemy. Two of the assassins separated their heads and screams before they even screamed. They fell dead on the spot.
There are still people alive! The black assassins are all well-trained killers, and they immediately turned around, and a dozen good men surrounded the guards who had just cheated the corpse.
Accurately speaking, it was not a guard, but a coachman. The coachman assigned to him by the Zhao family workshop for temporary use. Just now, he had been shot with a mess of arrows. I thought he had been shot and killed. I didn't expect to die under the horse carcass. , And now violent wounding.
The blade is horizontal and horizontal, fast as lightning, and every move is full of fierceness and determination. Is such martial arts just a coachman? Even though his life was hanging by a thread, Qin Nuo still looked a little dazed.
Every time the coachman takes the blood of his opponent, it doesn't seem to be of much use. There are nearly a hundred people in black, and they are all good at martial arts, but there is only one coachman.
Fang Yuan under the car chuckled lowly, "God has given me a great opportunity, and the chances of the prince's escape are greatly increased. When the subordinates go down to help that person, please take care of yourself."
Before speaking, he rolled around on the ground and rushed out of the bottom of the carriage.
An accident happened again, and the formation of the man in black was suddenly messed up, "There is still an ambush, surrounded! Don't let any one go!"
The stern voice confessed the mission to kill.
Fang Yuan calmly dealt with the enemy's ultimate move, while gradually approaching the coachman's teammates, and gradually away from the carriage.
After fighting for a while, Fang Yuan suddenly shouted, "Go!" His violent moves, conflicting left and right, connected and chopped down several assassins, and successfully reunited with the coachman.
The assassins only thought that he wanted to greet his companions to break through, but Qin Nuo under the carriage understood that at this time he warned himself, the time had come!
He gritted his teeth and rolled out from under the carriage, then jumped up and ran back immediately.
The sound of the boundless rain, the sharp screams of killing, all intertwined into a curtain of horror, shrouded the entire world. In this depressed background, Qin Nuo ran forward desperately.
He hasn't run so desperately in his two lifetimes. He even suspects that if his current speed is used for future generations, he might be able to break Liu X's record.
His actions were quickly discovered by the man in black, and a thunderous shouting sounded: "There are still people! Hurry up, can't let him run...Ah!" The shouts and screams were intertwined, Qin Nuo Understand that it was Fang Yuan and the others fighting for their own escape time.
The two legs were as heavy as lead-filled quickly, but Qin Nuo didn't pause at all. Soon, the small river passing by when he came appeared in front of him.
From time to time, arrows fell by his side, Qin Nuo couldn't take care of it anymore, so he rushed to the river and jumped inside.
Fortunately, I can swim. Swim forward orderly in the river. At this time, he was 10,000 fortunate, and he was down the river.
Because of the heavy rain, the originally calm river rushed turbulently. Qin Nuo was like a small fish in it, ups and downs, trying his best to swim forward.
Finally, after swimming for an unknown amount of time, he climbed onto the shore, and there was no movement of the chasing soldiers behind him. He took two breaths, and then he got up and continued to run forward! He was going back to find the rescuer, Fang Yuan and the coachman were still fighting desperately. He can't give up on them!
Just when he felt that he was going to die from running, there was a rush of horseshoes in front of him.
Who is it! Qin Nuo couldn't take care of it anymore, he rushed out and fell on the road.
Help!
The people walking on the official road should not be the Assassin’s comrades. When I was exhausted, there was only one thought left in my mind.
The young man obviously knows Qin Ze very well, and he smiled: "Do you still need someone to introduce you to the concubine? This is confidential. Naturally, the less people know, the better."
While speaking, he casually bowed, "See the empress."
Concubine Ge Xian did not care about etiquette, raised her hand, and asked: "Where is the assassin?"
"I am the assassin." Huo Bin smiled.
Qin Ze opened his mouth wide in surprise, and the Huo family was willing to let this most distressed young son be an assassin.
Ge Xianfei couldn't help but said: "The son of a daughter, don't sit down, there are countless masters in the Huo family, why should you take the risk?"
"Although there are many masters, most of them are defeated by my sword, and the humble people are living with low temperament, how to pretend to be a prince? Pei Ling is not only extremely martial arts, but also has a vicious look in the eyes. Once he notices it , It is bound to fall short."
I heard the tune and my friend, talking about an old story about Pei Ling. Pei Ling is quite infatuated. More than ten years ago, his original wife died of illness, and he has never renewed the string since.
In the past few years, he has made outstanding achievements in warfare and has risen step by step. Many families want to marry him and introduce their daughters, but he declined.
There is a high school in Beijiang, whose young lady fell in love with Pei Ling at first sight and vowed not to marry the non-jun. When the father was tossed by her daughter, she really couldn't help but came up with a strange trick.
In order to love her daughter, a bureau was specially set up and Pei Ling was invited to come to a banquet, where her daughter pretended to be a luthier to perform.
At that time, Pei Ling was still a budding young military officer in Northern Xinjiang, and he was not as powerful as it is now. At the end of the song, the owner, as an elder, offered to give him the luthier. Among the nobles, it is very common to give handmaidens to each other.
The family's decision is that as long as the daughter enters Pei Ling's mansion, she will announce her identity later and act as Pei Ling. Anyway, the two have a good relationship with Pei Ling, even if they are reluctant. I can only marry a daughter.
I didn't expect Pei Ling to see through it with a glance, and laughed at how the humble people can be worthy of the voice of wealth. The implication in the words is that the identity of the young lady has been seen through.
This matter was later widely circulated as Pei Ling rose up step by step. Everyone praised General Pei as worthy of being a son of a family. Even though he had been in the army for more than ten years, he was still elegant and elegant.
What Qin Ze wanted to say to Huo Bin, but was blocked by Ge Xianfei's words.
"When will you act?"
Huo Bin represents the meaning of the Huo family. Since they themselves are willing to let their son take risks, why bother to talk about it as an outsider.
"The empress is really refreshing." Huo Bin praised, "The decree for calling Pei Ling and several important ministers into the palace has been drawn up, and they will be sent out in half an hour. Let's change our clothes and get ready to do something. ."
When things came, Ge Xianfei's expression shifted a bit, and she paused before she said: "Second son, I think you are three points taller than Ze'er. Rather than pretending to be Ze'er, it is more suitable for His Royal Highness Jiu." /
These remarks were a little guilty. She thought that the Huo family must arrange for a master doorman to perform the assassination, but she didn't expect that even her son would be sent out. In such a comparison, she seemed cowardly.
Huo Bin looked over her shoulder and looked at Qin Nuo who was lying unconscious on the couch.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw a person lying on the couch. He thought it was Concubine Ge Xian who cleaned it up for fear of getting in the way, but he didn't expect it to be the idea. A trace of contempt flashed in Huo Bin's eyes, and he smiled cheerfully: "Alright, it's just borrowing clothes anyway."
Ge Xianfei and Qin Ze both breathed a sigh of relief.
It shouldn't be too late, Qin Nuo's coat was taken off by Qin Ze just now. Now it was handed to Huo Bin, and he changed his clothes three times.
The prince’s costumes all have dark beauties, silver threads are intertwined, and the brilliance is drifting. When Huo Bin wears it, it looks even more splendid and extraordinary. He drew out a long sword that was as thin as a cicada's wings and hid it close to his waist.
Seeing the actions of the opposite Qin Ze staring at him, Huo Bin smiled brightly, showing white teeth: "Does your Highness Ten like this?"
Qin Ze's eyes flashed, "Such a long soft sword is rare."
"Ha, this is not something for children to play with." After hiding the soft sword, Huo Bin quickly opened the door and left.
The interior calmed down again, and Ge Xianfei sat down on the chair in despair, half-sounding, groaning and groaning, "This...can it be successful?"
Qin Ze said with a sullen face, "Who knows, these chaotic officials and thieves!"
"What?" Ge Xianfei almost didn't believe her ears.
"Father hasn't died yet, so they openly messed up, huh, isn't it a chaotic courtier?"
Ge Xianfei was so frightened by him that she jumped up from her chair and scolded: "What are you talking about! Don't kill me!"
Qin Ze's face was gloomy and didn't speak.
Ge Xianfei continued to reprimand her son in a low voice: "It is the meaning of the empress and the prince. The throne will be handed over to them sooner or later. Even if the emperor knows it, she won't say anything."
Is it throne? His prince's brother relied on the Huo family to get that position, how is it different from the Huo family's puppet? Now that the clan is weak, the prince Qin Cong is okay, and the rest of the princes, such as the Huo family and the Pei family, who hold heavy soldiers, who will put them in their eyes!
The dazzling expression of Huo Bin's contempt for himself just now may just be careless, but the attitude revealed in the carelessness is the most true!
Qin Cong clenched his fist tightly. "One day in the future, I won't have to be despised by this kind of martial artist..."
What do you think? Concubine Ge Xian did not expect that her son would suddenly mention this, and frowned, "The second son Huo was about to take a dangerous move just now. It is inevitable that he was negligent in etiquette. I must have inadvertently. My son, you are the prince of the clan, why bother about it."