At the same time, on a trail hundreds of miles away, corpses were lying on the ground.
As far as the eye can see, there is no end in sight, and there is a strong smell of blood floating in the air.
On the trail, there were a large number of figures, covered in blood, holding large knives, checking the corpses back and forth to see if there were any breathing bodies. If so, they would stab them without mercy.
Obviously these people had experienced a tragic battle. Some of them called to their companions and quickly left here and ran towards the rear.
After walking for about a mile, I stopped. Under a giant tree, there were about ten people, most of them guards. Their faces were tense and their eyes were scanning.
Among them were two young men, Su Qi'an and Huang Wenyan who had left Beijing.
Counting from the day they left Beijing, they walked on the road for more than ten days. The attacks and killings they encountered along the way made these guards a little numb.
There are at least ten waves every day, and the number and strength of the people killed in each attack are very different.
The high ones are comparable to top-notch masters such as Tong Zhan, while the low ones are no different from ordinary soldiers, and can only rely on numbers to win.
In these assassinations, Su Qi'an was determined to break through the tight siege.
Of course, all this is due to the hard work of these two hundred guards and the new army.
Breaking through the siege, the casualties were also huge. The 200-strong guard now had less than 50 people. Even the new army, which had experienced hundreds of battles, had suffered half of its casualties.
Adding them all up, Su Qi'an would have no more than eighty people available.
But these eighty people have gone through more than ten days of treacherous fighting, and now they can easily fight one against a hundred, or one against ten.
And as we get closer and closer to Xizhou, the number of attacks and killings has also decreased significantly. .
Zheng Guogong's power is very huge. He united with other princes in Kyoto to hunt down Su Qi'an, almost covering the sky with one hand.
But the huge power has a scope after all. As it moves away from Kyoto, it gradually gets closer to Xizhou.
Zheng Guogong's arrangement of assassins gradually seemed to be insufficient, and the assassination lasted for more than ten days.
No matter how strong the master is, or depending on the number of people, if there is a wave, there will be a wave of death.
Absolutely no one left alive.
This also invisibly gave these killers a shock.
Although the killer is ruthless, he still has to ensure that he survives.
The reward for assassinating Su Qi'an this time is high, but if everyone dies, no matter how high the reward is, what's the use?
Therefore, the number of assassins Su Qi'an encountered in the future was much reduced, and most of them chose to quit after careful consideration.
Only a small number of people were left, still following closely, preparing to see the right moment and kill Su Qi'an with one blow.
Su Qi'an was not too nervous about this group of killers who wanted money rather than their lives. As long as he was alert enough, no one would get away as many as they came and died.
After listening to the report from his subordinates, Su Qian nodded and got up after a while, ready to set off.
For some reason, as he got closer to Xizhou, Su Qi'an felt quite agitated and had an ominous premonition.
This premonition was hard to explain and came for no reason. Su Qi'an frowned every time he thought about it.
Su Qi'an Quan thought it was just him during this period. He was too tired and could only comfort himself in this way.
Under the cover of the remaining elites, the rest of the road was relatively smooth.
Surprisingly, after traveling for more than a hundred miles, I didn't encounter an assassination even once. This is somewhat surprising.
It was estimated that after walking more than a hundred miles, Su Qi'an would be able to return to Lingbei County, so Su Qi'an was not in a hurry.
And as you get closer, there are more roads ahead, and you can even see some escorts escorting goods, as well as pedestrians on their way.
Of course, it was impossible for these people to get very close to Su Qi'an. Even if Su Qi'an and the others changed into clean clothes, they still had a strong smell of blood, making people afraid to get close.
In this regard, Su Qi'an also kept a distance very wisely.
Li, this return home is for safety, not to cause trouble. After returning to Dongshan Village, I will take a good bath to relieve some fatigue.
Just as Su Qian was thinking this, suddenly, a child of about eight or nine years old appeared in front of everyone.
He was holding a little rattle-like gadget and jumping towards Su Qi'an and others.
Behind him, there were more than ten people chasing him.
It seems that he should be the young master of a certain family.
The child passed by the guards without doing anything drastic. The dozen or so followers behind him continued to chase the child as if they had not noticed the guards.
The guards who saw this scene felt relieved and lowered their hands on the hilt of the knife.
After more than ten days of bloody battles, their nerves were so tense that even the children could not help but take action.
Fortunately, Huang Wenyan spoke up in time, otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous.
As the children passed by, the guards' minds also tightened.
Just as they continued to move forward, suddenly, the hair on their backs exploded without warning.
They instantly realized something was wrong.
Subconsciously, he turned around and slashed behind him with the handle of the knife in his hand.
Their reaction was very fast. After more than ten days of life-and-death bloody battles, their sensitivity to danger reached a very high level.
But it was still a step too late. The moment he turned around, a smoke bomb exploded directly in front of everyone from behind.
That smoke bomb was none other than the rattle in the child's hand.
As the smoke filled the air, a sharp and cold voice suddenly sounded, "Hey, Su, you can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime. Come and take your life!"
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of metal collision in the diffuse smoke.
Then, a powerful blast came, and a short figure flew backwards out of the smoke.
His body was very flexible and he rolled several times in mid-air before finally landing smoothly on the ground.
This man is exactly the child who looked harmless before, but now he has a scarred face of forty or fifty years old.
As the child appeared, behind him, more than a dozen followers stood behind him with cold expressions and holding short knives.
The smoke gradually dissipated, and the child with the scarred face frowned.
Because at some point, several more shields appeared in front of Su Qi'an.
His previous attack failed.
But it doesn't mean that he has gained nothing. In front of the shield, there are already more than ten guards lying on the ground.
Just a face-to-face contact caused Su Qi'an to lose more than ten people.
It is enough to show that the group of people in front of them are not simple things.
Soon, someone recognized them.
These people are a killer organization called the Secret Door, and their leader is this unassuming dwarf called the Thousand-Faced King.
What he is best at is the art of disguise. With his height advantage and superb imitation, he is very famous among the Kyoto Killer Organization.
Especially this King of Thousand Faces, who ranks second on the Kyoto killer list.
It must have taken a lot of effort for Zheng Guogong to be able to invite him. The money was one thing, but the main reason was that this man was moody and the people he killed were completely random.
From the powerful to the common people, anyone who is targeted by him will die. They are notorious in Kyoto.
Regarding this person, the powerful people in Kyoto also sent soldiers to encircle and suppress him, and spent a lot of money to hire experts to kill him, but the result was that he escaped again and again.
On the one hand, it can be seen that this person is very powerful.
Unexpectedly, this time he targeted Su Qian.
The reason given was very simple. Su Qi'an was in the limelight during the defense battle in Kyoto. He wanted to learn how powerful this Dongshan Marquis was.
Moreover, Su Qi'an is still a member of the royal family. If he really wants to kill him, it will be another good experience in his career as a killer.
This person is so weird and famous, but now that he has offended Su Qi'an.
No matter who it is, Su Qian will not let him leave alive.
"It just so happens that Su also wants to eliminate harm for the people, but he wants to see how powerful the so-called second on the killer list is."
"Hey, I'll teach you a lesson. I hope you can still be so tough-mouthed before you die."
The Thousand-faced King sneered, and the next moment, he headed straight for Su Qian, his speed was very fast.
In just a few moves, the iron claws of both hands tore through the guard's defense and rushed in front of Su Qi'an.
The iron claws moved and actually tore several pieces of the shield they were protecting. This scene surprised the shield bearer.
What kind of iron claw is this? Not even a shield can stop it.
Seeing this, the guards wanted to stop him, but were stopped by the Thousand Faces King's men.
Looking at Su Qi'an who was so close, the Thousand-faced King sneered, "Dongshan Hou, you have to pay a price for arrogance. I always kill with one hit! So you can die!"
The iron claws of both hands slashed at Su Qi'an angrily, and Su Qi'an pushed Huang Wenyan away.
In the pupils, the iron claws enlarged rapidly, and under the attention of everyone, the iron claws directly cut through Su Qi'an's clothes.
The Thousand-faced King sneered, looking forward to seeing the iron claw piercing Su Qian's chest.
But the moment the iron claw touched, the imaginary scene of blood spurting did not appear. Instead, there was a sharp metal sound, accompanied by sparks flying.
The Thousand-faced King's expression changed, and he instantly understood that he had been fooled. He was about to retreat, but was caught by Su Qi'an.
Su Qian sneered, "King of Thousand Faces, come whenever you want and leave whenever you want. Have you asked me?"
Then, under the shocked gaze of the Thousand-Faced King, there was an extra piece of explosive on his iron claw.
The dynamite fuse was ignited. Looking at this scene, the Thousand-Faced King shouted, "You madman! Let go!"
No matter how much the Thousand-Faced King screamed, Su Qi'an grabbed his arms tightly, making it impossible for him to break free.
Seeing that the fuse of the explosive was about to be ignited, the Thousand-faced King gritted his teeth and made a decision. He shrunk his hands and broke free from the iron claws attached to his arms.
His legs took over and he kicked Su Qian's chest fiercely, but what came out was the dull sound of metal.
Following the reaction force, the Thousand-Faced King quickly retreated.
The moment his body hit the ground, the explosive exploded, and a huge plume of smoke rose up, swallowing up everything in front of him.
Seeing the scene in front of him, the Thousand-faced King laughed out loud, "Haha, I thought Dongshan Hou was a figure, but he was just a lunatic. He blew himself up. It's really ridiculous."
