The night is quiet, but the long street is filled with murderous intent.
Xu Yi, who was behind Wei Qing, suddenly rose up and attacked from behind.
Both sides are within easy reach.
But the lieutenant beside Wei Qing was faster than him, and he suddenly stepped forward and stood between Xu Yi and Wei Qing.
The two of them attacked and defended, and in an instant they had completed a confrontation.
What surprised Xu Yi was that the deputy general seemed to have been guarding against him for a long time. As soon as he made a move, he pressed his shoulders down and slammed into him.
boom!
The whole long street seemed to be shaken.
Xu Yi felt a force as violent as the Yangtze River rushing into his body. His body lost weight and retreated. A large amount of blood mist seeped out from the impact location, and the bones in his chest almost collapsed.
The bravery of this lieutenant is really unexpected.
"Stop him, he is not the real Xu Yi, hiding his head and showing his tail!"
There was a strong sense of friction in the deputy general's voice, his face had changed a bit after the fight, and his body shape had become much taller. He turned out to be Cao Qiao, who was under the command of the secret agent.
He appeared here because Ru Bohu and Huo Qubing judged in advance that the other party might want to kill Wei Qing, so they made arrangements.
A few days were enough for Cao Qiao to rush to Beiguan in person.
The assassin's mouth began to bleed, but a sly smile appeared on his face as he stared at Wei Qing: "You won't survive tonight!"
Changes follow.
Not far away, where the wall was cracked, a bronze chariot appeared behind the cracked wall amid the sound of pig iron grinding against the ground.
Cao Qiao turned around and looked, his expression suddenly changed: "Form up!"
I don't know how the military vehicle was transported to the heavily guarded border town and broke out of the wall. On the vehicle were two giant repeating crossbows placed side by side.
The crossbow cart is an ordnance placed on the city wall that can fire sixty large crossbow arrows and countless small crossbow arrows at the same time. It requires several people to control it. The clever thing is that the tail end of the large crossbow arrow, which is more than six feet long and looks like a war spear, is tied with a rope. After being shot, it can be quickly rolled up and retrieved with a winch winch for recycling!
This kind of crossbow cart was designed by Mozi, the ancestor of the Mohist family.
The ballista in front of me was glowing with green light, and there were incantations everywhere. It was by no means an ordinary weapon, and it must be more powerful.
Buzz!
The shape is exaggerated, like a ballista with open goose wings. The incantation flashes, the machine button sounds, and arrows are shot out in rows.
It's so fast that you can't even see it, like lightning flashes!
The surrounding pro-troops fell in pieces before they even had time to react, and the ground was instantly stained red with blood.
The sound of armor and crossbow arrows rubbing against each other was extremely harsh.
And even armor can't stop the attack of this kind of ballista.
Some pro-army soldiers tried their best to stand in front of Wei Qing. Even with the thickness of their corpses, they wanted to stop the arrows and protect Wei Qing.
The crossbow arrows were made entirely of bronze, and they were like thunderbolts flying across the sky, indestructible!
Behind, a stone wall facing the street was pierced by large crossbow arrows, earth and rocks flew away, the wall was shot through, cracked and collapsed, the power was extremely shocking.
The other party was able to mobilize a crossbow cart, but it was unexpected, and even Cao Qiao was shocked.
Behind the crossbow, there were five or six figures standing with different images, working together to control the crossbow.
The military energy in Wei Qing's body stirred up, and a layer of armor formed by the military energy appeared on his body, which combined with the energy of the people around him to form an array barrier.
Clang Clang Clang!
The arrows shot through the air and collided with the military formation formed by Wei Qing and his pro-army forces.
At this time, at the top of another building facing the street a little further away, a black shadow flew towards the long street with a low whistling sound.
But it was an oval metal object, spinning and flying from the top of the building, like a giant dart, with a diameter of several feet!
The Mo family's broken city wheel, Cao Jiao, felt nervous.
He was standing at the front of the queue, holding a black arm shield with staggered textures, also resisting crossbow arrows.
In the air, the city-breaking wheel headed straight for Wei Qing.
Several pro-soldiers swung their swords to chop, and their swords and spears were immediately strangled and flew away from their hands.
The city-breaking wheel uses a rotating force. The more it rotates, the stronger its momentum becomes, layer by layer.
When the surrounding pro-army troops were attacked by it and couldn't help but become confused, there was also movement in the shadow cast by the moonlight on the ground under the flywheel. Someone was hiding in it with secret techniques, and emerged like a ghost, offering something and pressing towards it. Wei Qing.
The thing landed on Wei Qing's armor of military energy, exploding countless spells, and then the spells also exploded at the same time.
Wei Qing's body-protecting soldier energy fluctuated violently.
The figure dodged left and right between the few pro-soldiers, as if it had no body, and was approaching Wei Qing.
Clang!
The sound of weapons clashing and the shadows of people interlacing.
Wei Qing took a step back, swaying slightly.
After his attacker landed, blood seeped out quickly from his chest.
At this time, the horseshoes on the long street were like thunder, and the Han army came galloping to help.
These Han soldiers held bows and crossbows and fired at the crossbow carts one after another.
"Walk!"
Someone in the secret attack team scolded them, and several people jumped up one after another, trying to evacuate.
When they jumped onto the surrounding buildings, they saw large nets suddenly dropped from the buildings, covering almost half of the street, covering several people head-on, and no one escaped the net.
On the street, Cao Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Wei Qing: "Are you okay?"
Wei Qing fought with the intruder, and there was a touch of blood in his lower abdomen.
The change in his face revealed that he was not Wei Qing himself.
He is a secret agent under Cao Qiao. He also practiced military skills and disguised himself as Wei Qing.
Cao Qiao looked at the soldiers who died in a short period of time.
Wei Qing was fake, and most of these pro-soldiers were disguised as spies, but the man was really dead, and his death was lighter than a feather, and he died under the attack and killing of this group of forces secretly.
Tonight, Wei Qing will appear on the long street, and Cao Jiao has been prepared for it.
But I didn't expect that the other party's attack would be so fierce and interlocking, almost a frontal attack, which was very different from the previous methods of hiding in the dark and planning. There are also large ordnances such as ballistas, and the offensive is so fierce that even though the secret agents have been prepared for it, the losses are not small.
On the long street, the smell of blood was strong and corpses were piled up.
"Are you fake?"
"Xu Yi, who was severely injured on the side, was not dead yet. He stared at Wei Qing who showed his true face and made a deep voice in his throat: It doesn't matter if it's fake. If you're not dead, the real one must die!"
Cao Qiao frowned.
It is true that Wei Qing is not here at all, but judging from what the other party said, they seem to know where Wei Qing is.
They probably launched two assassinations at the same time. Because they couldn't tell the truth from the false, they attacked and killed Wei Qing together?
At the same moment, Cao Qiao had a slight feeling and looked towards the corner of the long street.
In that direction, there was a faint breath of spiritual thoughts, which was quietly disappearing without a trace.
Just now, someone transformed into a soul to watch the battle in secret... Cao Qiao thought to himself: If someone is watching, we can trace his whereabouts. Huo Hou's arrangement will surprise these people...
Not far away, there was the rapid sound of horse hooves.
A secret reconnaissance guard rode closer: "General Wei Qing was also attacked!"
They really found the general's location. Cao Jiao suddenly felt his scalp numb.
Fortunately, the secret reconnaissance guard said: "The general is fine, he was just disturbed."
At the same time, somewhere in the city, in a dark mansion, a man opened his eyes in a quiet room and took back the soul he had released:
"The one on the street is fake. The secret agent may have expected that we were coming to kill Wei Qing and made arrangements in advance. They are all secret agents."
There was another person in the darkness beside the speaker, who continued:
"True or false, it was already expected. It's not surprising that both failed."
"Wei Qing is a general of the Han Dynasty after all. It's not that easy to kill him."
"Tonight is just a test of the defensive strength around Wei Qing. We have almost figured out the arrangement of secret agents and manpower. We will find an opportunity to kill him next time. It's a pity that we lost two ballistas and it is not easy to make."
The two discussed in low voices and exchanged opinions.
"Let's go. This border town will soon be under further martial law, and every place will be searched!"
Two figures walked out of the darkness, one of them had a square face, the other had a cold expression, both wearing dark clothes.
The one with a square face is wearing a Taoist robe, and the other one with a cold expression is old, around sixty.
"Li Ling, have you found out what Wei Qing is going to do to mobilize supplies and equipment at the border?" the older man asked.
"No. I'm checking and I'll leave first."
The two of them were about to leave when they suddenly looked at the door of the room, showing alert expressions.
The door opened silently, and a tall man in a wide robe and long sleeves, wearing a black Hanfu, walked in from the outside.
This man made no sound when he landed, and there was no trace of life in him. After entering the room, I saw that he had a slightly slender face and a pale complexion.
His eyes are sharp, the front of his nose is slightly curved, and the corners of his lips and chin are clearly curved.
This person who suddenly appeared was full of terrifying and intimidating aura.
"Who is responsible for attacking and killing Wei Qing tonight?"
The voice of the person who came in was calm.
The two people in the room felt a chill coming from their hearts inexplicably, and when they were about to take action, they saw the man's hands changing, forming a rather complicated hand seal, with a calm demeanor.
When the two saw the handprints, they immediately showed incredulous expressions.
That handprint is used by the forces they belong to to identify themselves. Even if outsiders have seen it, they will not understand its meaning.
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then said: "May I ask who you are?"
Thousands of miles away in Chang'an, in the main hall of the Guards, Huo Qubing slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Your Majesty?"
Around the assassination of Wei Qing, both sides made successive changes and had their own plans.
One of Huo Qubing's methods was to use his tactics to release the "writer" who was killed by him, and went to Beiguan with Cao Qiao.
The author is within the 'cult', and his status is obviously extraordinary.
If a person of this level is beaten to death, there is a high probability that it will not spread among them, so as not to cause unnecessary turmoil.
Furthermore, given the strange and secretive nature of the secret power, it is foreseeable that the members do not know each other.
Huo Qubing judged that the author was dead, and only the top people within the secret forces should know about it.
This gave him the opportunity to use his identity as a writer to do something.
In military strategy, this is called fishing in troubled waters.
The author who appeared was now controlled by Huo Qubing's differentiated soul and the art of co-refining the body and the yin, and he was able to revive his soul through the corpse.
There are still many flaws in this change of his, which is difficult to hide from people of the same level, but it is difficult for those with weaker cultivation to distinguish.
As for the gestures he used when he showed up, they were part of the information that Ru Bohu got out of the mouth of the rebellious Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the secret agent before he was executed, which gave Huo Qubing the opportunity to use it.
In the main hall of Chang'an, Song Ran, who was responsible for cooperating with Huo Qubing, observed his words and asked: "Has Huo Hou's plan been completed?"
Huo Qubing shook his head slightly and did not respond.
He was thinking that this secret force ultimately wanted to lure the Huns to break through.
So can we use the writer to send false news to the Xiongnu to provide strategic assistance?
Ps: The next chapter is in the early morning.
