The CIA has always been rigorous in its actions. How could it possibly arrange one or two waves of killers to deal with a nine-life demon cat like Yang Zhi? The last killer was hidden among the Green Camp soldiers.
The first two groups of assassins create chaos and reduce the enemy's attention. When everyone thinks they are safe, there is a good opportunity for the last assassin to take action.
The poison-quenched dagger glowed with blue light and struck Yang Zhi, who was lying on the carriage. It was too close. Before the two knights could grab him, the dagger had already pierced the court uniform and entered directly into the ribs.
ah! Yang Zhi screamed, and blood burst out from his left rib!
This is a dagger stained with snake venom. As long as it is stained with blood, you will definitely die. The last assassin was a dead soldier raised by the CIA. He was a descendant of the Nian Army who had a deep hatred against the Manchus. Dozens of his family's lives were lost at the hands of the Tatar army. Inside.
Death is as happy as returning home to him!
The crazy cavalrymen slashed at the assassin with their swords, but even if they killed the assassin, Yang Zhi, the Nine-Life Cat, he was still dead!
The scene was deathly silent, with the assassin lying on the ground drained of blood. Yang Zhi on the carriage was already vomiting black blood, with a blue dagger stuck between his ribs.
My whole body was stiff and I couldn't help but feel dead!
"What should we do? The Lord is dead...the court will chop off our heads!"
"How good is this...why did the nine-life demon cat die today? You've tricked me to death..."
If an important official like Yang Zhi is assassinated, these guards will definitely sit together. The furious Manchu Qing court will definitely vent their anger. If they can't afford to offend Xiao Letian and the CIA, they will definitely take it out on these little reptiles.
Everyone was dumbfounded, timid and even frightened. The two groups fought. More escort soldiers from the distance were rushing over the mountains and plains, and soon the place would be completely surrounded.
No one among the more than 30 cavalrymen and the 200 green battalions can escape being interrogated. Even if they don't die, they will have to shed their skin!
Just when everyone was helpless, the cavalry from the Xishan New Army Camp further away had arrived first. Seeing the scene in front of him, the cavalry company commander gasped.
"Everyone squats down... put down their weapons... put their heads in their hands... no movement is allowed without orders..."
"Disarm them first, call for help from behind, call for help urgently..."
No one dared to resist. Under the bayonets of the Xishan New Army cavalry, all the Green Camp soldiers squatted on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, and their weapons were taken away one by one.
More and more new troops gathered, and soon even the surrounding villages were controlled by soldiers. The village chief, security chief, Li Jia... the stewards in Manchu Zhuangzi were all put under separate supervision. Awaiting careful interrogation.
At 4:30 in the morning, more than a thousand Xishan new troops had gathered at the assassination site. Those Green Camp soldiers who had experienced the assassination turned pale with fright, and the timid ones among them even fainted from fear.
But the strange thing is that these Xishan new troops did not take any action, as if they were waiting for someone, maybe waiting for senior officials to deal with it!
Sure enough, at five o'clock in the morning, a black Western-style carriage drove slowly from the west, surrounded by a large group of cavalry. The New Army troops on the road immediately gave way to an alley, guarding the carriage vigilantly.
The cavalry guard who was kneeling on the ground did not dare to raise his head. He just used the corner of his eye to see the carriage wheels equipped with solid rubber tires slowly stop in front of him. Then the door was opened, and a pair of official boots appeared in the guard's sight.
Not daring to raise his head, the cavalryman just silently chanted in his heart, "The Great Merciful and the Great Compassionate Guanshiyin Bodhisattva...save me...don't let the officials find me! Please help the Bodhisattva..."
But unexpectedly, out of fear, the pair of official boots stood beside the carriage. It may be that the officials were looking at the corpse and studying it.
Then a pair of shiny big leather boots worn by foreigners appeared on the carriage, black and spotless!
Why is there a foreign devil here? The cavalry guard secretly raised his eyelids and saw Western-style trousers and suits, but he only saw the waist and no longer dared to peek upward.
After the official boots and the big leather boots chatted in English for a while, the official boots turned around and walked straight towards the cavalryman who was chanting Buddha's name!
"You! Raise your head..."
Sure enough, he still didn't escape. The cavalryman was finally called. He straightened his back and eyes and looked up!
"Ah!" A scream made the kneeling soldiers around him subconsciously raise their heads.
"Master Yang...Master Yang...nine lives...the demon cat..."
Different names came from different people's mouths, but who was the official with a cold face in front of him if he wasn't Yang Zhi?
Yang Zhi is not dead? He is actually alive again, but look at the corpse on the carriage, isn't it also Yang Zhi?
"Don't look at it...that's not me...he's just a substitute for me!"
At this time, everyone realized that the person who had been escorted before was not Yang Zhi himself. The nine-lives demon cat indeed had nine lives, and he had an identical double to protect him from the knife.
"Tell me everything that just happened. Don't hide anything. It depends on your attitude if you want to survive..."
The guards and cavalry around Yang Zhi were all very familiar with their master's temperament. Knowing that they did not dare to hide anything, they quickly said everything like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.
How did the three waves of assassinations happen? The time, place, and circumstances were all flawless.
At the end, Yang Zhi suddenly said, "So... this last assassin... is... a Green Camp soldier!"
When the master said the words "green battalion soldier", he sounded a little more serious. How could a slave who has been commanding for several years not be a little clever?
The leader of the cavalry guard who was kneeling on the ground understood immediately and quickly kowtowed and replied, "Yes, the last wave of cavalry came out of the Green Camp. At that time... none of the Green Camp soldiers seemed to know the situation... It seemed... …”
"It seems like something..."
"It seems that they consciously let the soldier driving the carriage get closer to your substitute..."
"Ah!" a Green Camp leader next to him yelled, thinking, "This grandson is going to use our Green Camp soldiers as scapegoats!"
"Sir! Don't listen to his nonsense... We are here to save people... God knows what happened to this guy... Why don't you send the body to the Jiumen Admiral's Office and let the real gangster check it out? Maybe it's Yi Allow!"
"We will never dare to have evil intentions even if we die!"
The green battalion soldiers stationed at Wanshou Mountain were directly under the management of the Jiumen Admiral, that is, the soldiers of Prince Chun Yixuan. In order to survive, the chief of the shed had to carry out all the masters above his head.
It's a pity that Yang Zhi didn't take this trick at all. Instead, he sneered, "It's still more than ten miles away from the city gate. God knows what will happen halfway!"
"Escort these Green Camp soldiers to the nearest New Army camp. Prince Gong has many experienced interrogators, let them handle it!"
Upon hearing what Yang Zhi said, the two hundred Green Camp soldiers went crazy for a short time, and many of them were about to provoke a rebellion!
All fools knew what Yang Zhi was going to do, which was to put all the blame on Luying. Although he didn't understand why, the big shot could decide the life or death of these people with just one sentence.
The Green Camp and the New Army are not the same system. If you fall into the hands of the torture officers of the Xishan Camp, you will have to shed your skin even if you don't die!
"I'm not convinced... I'm not convinced... Are we guilty of rescuing people? We're going to the Nine Gates Admiral to reason with us! Instead of going to Xishan, we're going to the capital!"
