"The Prime Minister is slow, so you can take the first step."
After Cao Yi finished speaking, he picked up a classic from a pile of classics on the ground and read it silently.
"In this case, I and the soldiers will take the first step."
Cao Cao, knowing that Cao Yi was not an ordinary person, stood up after hearing this.
Arch hands.
He left the hall with the fierce general Xu Chu.
Soon, the sound of a large number of leaving footsteps could be heard outside.
Cao Yi read for a while, put down the classics, and picked up another incomplete classics. It was "Lao Zi Xiang Er Zhu" written by Zhang Tianshi, the founder of the Five Pecks of Rice.
After a while, Cao Yi's voice sounded in the shrine: "It's just in time to get a complete copy of "I Think About You" and take it back."
…
In the evening, the sun, which had released a whole day of heat, hung down feebly like a decrepit old man. The orange-red glow, with the residual temperature, started from the western sky and quickly dyed the entire earth.
Yecheng, this historical city run by Yuan Shao and Cao Cao successively, also ushered in the end of the day.
Whether it was the woodcutter carrying firewood or the dignitaries out for fun, they all rushed to the city gate before it got dark.
The evening time always passes quickly, and it is getting dark.
The last group of people entering the city were surprised to find that the west gate was still open, as if they were waiting for something.
Suddenly, dozens of fire spots appeared in the night a few miles away, which must be torches.
Then, the sound of intensive horse hooves came. Although it was unclear how many cavalry came, there were always several hundred.
"There are thieves"
"Close the city gate quickly"
…
Many people subconsciously exclaimed.
The captains and soldiers guarding the city gate were indifferent and stood like sculptures.
In just twenty breaths, Cao Cao led hundreds of cavalry to the city gate, pulled the reins of the horses, glanced at the captain and soldiers, and asked: "Have you ever seen a man wearing a blue robe enter the city before sunset?" ?”
"It's been too long since I was poor"
With a faint voice.
A Taoist priest with fluttering clothes walked out of the darkness slowly.
It was Cao Yi.
Cao Cao got off his horse and said, "Mr. I have been waiting for a long time."
"Prepare car"
As soon as he finished speaking, a carriage that had been prepared long ago drove over from the side of the city gate.
"Sir, please"
Cao Cao raised his hand.
Everyone around, except Xu Chu, was shocked. Who is this person? He actually received such courtesy from the prime minister.
Cao Yi, who had even ridden in Qin Shihuang's carriage, didn't think it was a big deal and got on the carriage directly.
Cao Cao then got on the carriage.
Following the driver's two whips, which were neither light nor heavy, the carriage slowly entered the city gate.
Hundreds of cavalry were divided into two, with half going to the front and half staying behind.
Xu Chu rode his horse and followed closely to the side of the carriage, glancing at the half-open carriage from time to time. The prime minister rashly rode in the same carriage with a man with incredible tricks. It was fake that he was not nervous.
In the carriage, Cao Cao, who was less than two feet away from Cao Yi, had completely opposite moods. Having seen Cao Yi's amazing methods several times in a row, he knew that Cao Yi wanted to kill him in the mountains and so he did it. There was no need to run here.
The carriage drove for a quarter of an hour.
Cao Yi, who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind, opened his eyes for a moment and then closed them again.
Cao Cao suddenly asked: "I heard the sound of the cave flute twice in the mountains, but was it played by sir?"
Cao Yi opened his eyes: "Exactly"
“Very wonderful”
Cao Cao praised.
"Excellent"
Cao Yi replied humbly.
The carriage traveled another hundred steps, and dense whooshing sounds came from the left and right directions.
Someone was shooting arrows at the houses on both sides!
Then, there were screams one after another.
"Protect the Prime Minister"
Xu Chu shouted loudly from outside.
The cavalrymen closest to the carriage dismounted and rushed over to defend the carriage with their bodies.
More intensive whooshing sounds came from the left and right directions.
More screams sounded.
Some of them even shot through the gap and hit Cao Cao's side.
In the novel, Cao Cao, who always ran away in panic, sat upright and motionless like a seasoned Taoist, giving Cao Yi the illusion of seeing Ying Zheng in the mythical world.
"Kill the traitor Cao"
"Kill the traitor Cao"
…
Deafening shouts of death came from outside.
Cao Yi closed his eyes and listened, and based on the strength of the voice, he made up a picture in his mind.
The hundreds of soldiers, mainly cavalry, could not exert their advantage at all on the narrow long street.
The assassins who were slightly more numerous than them were killed and retreated steadily.
Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking wind came from the front, interrupting Cao Yi's thoughts.
Immediately afterwards, several screams rang out in succession.
A crossbow arrow several times thicker than an ordinary sharp arrow penetrated the carriage and pointed directly at Cao Cao's heart.
At the critical moment, Cao Yi grabbed the crossbow arrow with his big iron-like hands.
The top of the crossbow was less than half a foot away from Cao Cao's heart.
"Bed Crossbow"
Cao Yi spit out two words.
Cao Cao glanced at the crossbow arrow, and his face was so cold that water dripped from his face.
Whoosh...the sound of sharp arrows coming from the left and right directions came again. This time, in addition to the screams of the soldiers, there were also the screams of the two horses pulling the cart.
Immediately afterwards, the entire carriage moved forward, shaking violently.
Cao Yi directly imagined the scene of the two injured horses, relying on their madness and great strength, knocking away the soldiers protecting the carriage, knocking away the blocking soldiers and assassins, and rushing forward.
"Prime Minister"
Xu Chu's roar came.
What followed was a violent metal collision, and Xu Chu seemed to be in trouble.
In the constantly bumpy carriage.
Cao Yi remained motionless.
Cao Cao didn't move at all because there was a palm on his shoulder.
The carriage ran not far before it lost its momentum and stopped.
"The thief Cao is on the carriage."
"The thief Cao is on the carriage."
…
The assassins kept shouting.
All the assassins around him gathered around and thrust their spears in.
The palms in Cao Yi's sleeves were slightly bent.
The dozen or so spears that penetrated became soft as if they had encountered high-temperature rubber.
"died?"
"I didn't hear Cao Thief's cry"
…
The chaotic roars of the assassins came from outside.
Cao Yi continued to use the magic method of turning decay into magic, and knocked the assassin upside down with more than a dozen spears.
Suddenly, there were many screams and falling sounds.
Suddenly, a muffled and low sound of drums and horns sounded.
What followed was the sound of dense and orderly footsteps, numbering in the thousands.
Reinforcements have arrived!
"wind"
"wind"
…
Cao Yi, who heard a familiar voice, tore off the broken and shapeless curtain and saw a familiar scene.
Rows of infantrymen in red clothes and black armor, armed with eight-foot-long spears, led by the captain holding a long sword, pressed over from the end of the long street like a copper wall and an iron wall.
Unable to do anything, the remaining assassins fled in the opposite direction.
But after rushing for less than three hundred steps, they were blocked back by rows of red-clad and black-armored infantry armed with eight-foot-long spears.
An iron-headed spear eight feet long stabbed from two directions. Dozens of assassins fell down, and blood stained the ground red.
At the same time, on the houses on both sides of the street, assassins were being stabbed down by the soldiers who had rushed to the roofs.
Half an hour later, all the assassins were dead.
