'Five hundred soldiers, not many foreign guns, but more swords, spears, bows and shields...'
'I can't see any powerful experts guarding the area. Either there aren't any, or they've set up an ambush...mostly an ambush. '
Ye Yinzhang and the others must have blended in with the people watching the excitement. They must have contributed to the turbulent situation in front of them. '
The situation seemed not much different from the last time I saw him kill the "long-haired" head in the execution field.
However, with Zhang Kun's strong eyesight, after careful observation, he could still see that there was something abnormal about the common people, officials and soldiers.
"Go, don't come..."
In the execution ground, the prisoner was kneeling on the spot waiting to be executed. Suddenly, a young man with unkempt hair and bloodstains on his body suddenly struggled to stand up and shouted.
This was Li Sicheng. Zhang Kun looked at him from a distance and could vaguely recognize his face.
Obviously, Li Sicheng saw something in the crowd at the last moment.
A woman next to him, who was closing her eyes and waiting to die, suddenly raised her head, her face full of shock.
"Snapped!"
The executioner behind him kicked out lightly, hitting the crook of Li Sicheng's back foot. He stretched out his hand and pushed him to his knees again, unable to move.
The ghost-headed sword in his hand has been raised diagonally.
Only then can we see that the executioner's skills are quite extraordinary.
"...It's clear and typical, execution!"
At this time, the executioner had already pronounced the sentence on the prisoner. Behind Li Sicheng, there was an assistant holding him down firmly. The chief executioner glanced coldly in all directions. The ghost-headed knife in his hand reflected the light of the sun and was about to be swung down. .
Zhang Kun put his finger on the trigger and narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, he was extremely sure that the execution ground was actually a pit, specially dug for those who wanted to jump.
The executioners and assistants behind Li Sicheng and Ye Yuying were all strong players. No matter how strong they were, at least Ye Yinzhang and others really couldn't defeat them with three or two moves.
"kill!"
The cheering people on all sides suddenly stumbled, and dozens of people drew their weapons and rushed forward.
The leader of the group had his head covered with white cloth, and his face could not be seen clearly. His shot was filled with two rays of silver light.
Bang bang...
The executioner's raised ghost-headed sword tilted back, splashing sparks.
One person staggered backwards, and the ghost-headed sword flew away from his hand;
The other person stood firm, and with a flick of his arm, the ghost-headed sword passed through an arc and fell through the wind, three minutes faster.
There was a ferocious smile on his face, and the muscles in his arms were taut, but his strength was seven times stronger.
Obviously, he was hiding his strength before.
"No……"
Ye Yinzhang and others looked at this scene and were furious, but they were helpless.
They discovered that the moment they rushed out, the five hundred soldiers surrounding them started to move quickly. Some were half-kneeling on the ground and aiming their guns, while others formed small formations and ran as fast as flying, isolating the common people from the execution ground. .
It turned out to be a big drama of catching a turtle in an urn.
The light of the sword struck the back of Li Sicheng's neck.
puff……
The executioner with a red cloth-covered head suddenly stopped in his movements, and a large blood hole appeared in the middle of his head, between his eyebrows. The whole head swung up to the sky, with red and white splashing backwards.
The sword is powerless and can no longer cut.
A gunshot was heard in the distance.
"Save someone quickly."
Ye Yinzhang and Zhou Changhe were overjoyed when they saw each other. It was obvious that someone was taking care of them.
Moreover, they can probably guess who fired the gun from a distance...
On that day, the death of General Kangtai of the Wuwei Central Army caused an uproar.
The common people may think that this is because the foreigners have a rift and conflict with Daqing, and they sent sharpshooters to attack Kangtai, in order to frighten the Queen Mother's side, so that the reform can proceed more smoothly.
However, people like Ye Yinzhang and Zhou Changhe, including those in the Yuanshun Escort Agency who knew about the conflict between Zhang Kun and Kangtai, could vaguely guess that some things were not as rumored.
It's possible that someone did it himself.
This is not surprising.
The man's foreign gun was so good that he couldn't hide it from anyone.
Although a short spear and a long spear are not the same thing, and he was far away when he killed Kangtai, but who can guarantee that his marksmanship is not that powerful?
At this time, Ye Yinzhang can be sure.
That bloody-eyed mad swordsman is not only good at swordsmanship, but also has better marksmanship.
Blood splattered from the brows of two executioners one after another. He had no scruples anymore and rushed forward, cutting off the ropes binding Li Sicheng and Ye Yuying... He let out a long roar from his mouth, and the two men stepped forward, each holding the other under his arm. Move back.
One person waved his long sword, and the other's knife flew like willow leaves. He cut down the soldiers blocking the road and got into the crowd of people.
There was chaos all around.
As long as he blends into the crowd and fights and flees, the terrain inside the city is complex and even five hundred soldiers cannot surround him.
…
At this moment, the inconspicuous clerk beside the supervisor slowly raised his head, his eyes indifferent and his face expressionless.
He glanced around and shook his head.
With a slight flicker of his body, he crossed seven feet, his clothes carrying a strong wind, and he was already in front of Ye Yinzhang.
At the same time, his hand was like an electric palm, like an ox tongue. In the twist, he snatched the long sword from Ye Yinzhang's hand, and stamped heavily on his waist and ribs.
boom……
It was obviously a light palm attack.
But it was like being struck by a giant hammer and a heavy stick.
Ye Yinzhang screamed in pain, and fell backwards. His whole body was shaken, and blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Yin Fu... you, you are actually here?"
"Why can't I be here."
Yin Fu raised his head and back, stood up straight, looked around, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Tribulation of the Dharma Field, overthinking.
When the clerk stopped hunching over and stood up straight, his true face could be seen.
The gray hair on his head is slightly flying in the wind, his waist is straight and straight, his eyes are like eagles, and his energy is as dark and mysterious as the abyss.
When Ye Yinzhang, Zhou Changhe and others saw the inner court master, their hearts dropped into the ice.
Now that Yin Fu appeared, he never thought of holding back. He was clearly standing on the same spot, but his figure was wandering and his center of gravity was constantly changing.
His feet slipped and he came to Zhou Changhe again.
As soon as the lancet knife lit up, it was all in vain, and Yin Fu had already reached the other side.
A palm print touched the back of his heart.
In a chaotic battle, how powerful would a master-level movement master be, and how difficult would he be? Ye Yinzhang and others knew everything at this moment, and despair rose in their hearts involuntarily.
Seeing that the white palm that did not look like an old man at all pressed against Zhou Changhe's back, he was about to exert force...
Zhou Changhe only had time to half-turn his head and move his back, preparing to bear the blow.
It's too late to hide anymore...
But he found that the palm failed to compact it.
Yin Fu's face, which was always as calm as ice, suddenly became extremely ugly, and seemed to be filled with a trace of shock and anger.
This master-level boxer stopped attacking at this time. Instead, he used his feet to force his body, leaned back, tilted his head, and retreated wildly.
Whoosh...
A sharp gust of wind passed by.
A few strands of gray hair were floating in the air.
Immediately afterwards, a broken bowl in front of a execution platform not far away broke into countless pieces, and a deep hole appeared on the ground.
'It's the gunman...still there! '
Zhou Changhe was overjoyed.
"Brother Yang, brother Wang, hurry up, fight out, don't let them surround you."
He immersed himself in wielding the sword, pulled and pushed, and rushed into the crowd with people on his back, no longer caring about the grandmaster.
Sure enough, the threat looming behind him did not come...
The other party didn't come after him again.
In the midst of his busy schedule, he turned around and saw the old man in gray clothes dodging left and right in the crowd, turning into a gray shadow, which was somewhat unclear.
He pounced and dodged, as if avoiding an invisible enemy, and rushed straight towards the outside of the crowd, where restaurants and tea houses were densely packed.
"Open fire and take them all down."
What just happened happened in a blink of an eye. Among the soldiers, someone shouted an order, ordering them to raise their guns and fire, and not to worry about the people running around.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a pop of blood on his forehead and he fell to the ground.
"Don't let the rebels escape, kill them all."
When the supervisor saw this scene, he was so angry that he was shaking all over. He hurriedly walked around the desk in his official uniform, pointed his halberd in front of him, and ordered the officers and soldiers to surround him.
Just as he gave the order, a ball of blood exploded from his head.
Shot to the ground by a bullet.
Among the crowd, a burly barbarian general wearing iron armor roared and fought with a sword. He wiped the blood spattered on his face and shouted back, "Warriors, follow me to kill."
The words have not yet finished.
"puff……"
Blood spattered on his neck, and a blood hole the size of an egg appeared.
He almost broke his neck.
The general fell silently into a pool of blood. The soldiers behind him screamed and hesitated to move forward.
The legal field is everywhere...
As long as the leader, the person directing the charge, makes a sound, he will be killed on the spot by bullets from unknown sources.
As a result, after the group of soldiers raised their guns and fired a shot, they all stood there, at a loss.
The sword and shield wielders shouted loudly, but no one moved forward.
Each one of them felt like they were mourning for their heirs, their faces were full of tears and their whole bodies were weak.
This time, not only the leader of the guerrillas was killed, but also the supervisor... Even if they fought bravely and risked their lives and could keep the anti-thief unit behind, they might not have a good ending afterwards.
Some soldiers with quick thinking were already thinking about taking off their clothes and turning into bandits.
While there is still some time now, pick up the family first.
…
"This gun is actually quite easy to use, especially within a distance of 700 meters. It's relatively easy to hit accurately every time."
"It's a pity that the magazine is a bit small, and the double row can only hold ten bullets without firing."
Naturally, it was too late to reload the bomb at this time.
Zhang Kun threw down the Enfield rifle he had snatched from the bandits and turned downstairs without any hesitation.
He had already seen that the old man in the palace learned to behave after he was almost shot in the head.
Not only has it been hiding in the blind spot of sight, but it has also used the shelter of houses and trees to pounce all the way.
Moreover, from time to time, he would grab passers-by and block them in front of him.
Prevent cold shots.
He was extremely fast, his movements were too agile, and he had a sense of danger that was triggered by the situation. He didn't even give Zhang Kun a chance to shoot.
After Zhang Kun took aim several times, he still wasn't sure he could hurt Yin Fu, so he stopped wasting bullets.
Instead, aim your guns at the execution ground and at those officials and generals.
After all ten bullets were fired, not a single official would dare to stand up and lead the team attacking the robbery field.
They could only watch Ye Yinzhang and his group roar into the crowd and leave quickly towards Dongzhimen.
There must be someone there who can help.
…
Zhang Kun's main purpose of coming here is twofold.
One point, of course, is to help Ye Yinzhang and others...
In this era, he doesn't care whether he rebels against the thieves or not.
The people were like pigs and dogs, the officials and the gentry were superior, and barbarians from all over the country flocked into China, using the Central Plains as a hunting ground and pasture, but they did not regard it as an independent country.
We can see that soon, this land will become a colony of foreigners, and its 40 million people will become fish on the chopping board and lambs under the butcher's knife...
At this time, it is very boring to still value the identity of the court, officials and people.
"Fight, fight, let there be chaos. Do whatever you want, do whatever you want."
This is what Zhang Kun thinks and does.
He felt that the rebels he met were more like people.
Those officials and wealthy businessmen who are well-dressed and sanctimonious all day long are all cannibals.
Therefore, I don't mind helping Ye Yinzhang and his party to rob a legal field.
Besides, Li Xiaowan was still hiding in the escort agency, worried about her brother's safety.
She has been shouting "cousin" for such a long time. The little girl's wish must be fulfilled no matter what.
The second reason.
Of course, I want to try it out. How much hatred does the Qingting, or Xigong, have for me?
How much determination do you have to trap yourself here?
In fact, his guess was not wrong. The other party had an ambush. It was not an ordinary ambush. It could be called a killing move.
At first glance, the battle in front of me was not prepared for Ye Yinzhang and others...
To deal with them, there is no need for a master-level expert to take action.
Not to mention, replace the executioner with an expert of Anjin.
Although the world is big, how can there be so many masters to waste?
It's not a bad street anymore.
If he follows Ye Yinzhang and others to attack the magic field, it goes without saying that he will definitely fall into the siege of two great masters of Huajin.
Moreover, two powerful figures who were still in the midst of exerting their strength and could be regarded as top masters came to besiege him.
"You think so highly of me."
Zhang Kun chuckled and jumped down to the third floor.
At this time, the waiters and shopkeepers of Zhengyang Tower, as well as the few diners, were all trembling with fear, and some even lay on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads.
Such an arrogant assassin set up a foreign gun and attacked court officials and generals in broad daylight...
This is no longer a question of whether the other party is bold or not, but a question of whether people like myself will be killed and silenced.
In Zhengyang Tower, no one dared to look up. It was not until Zhang Kun walked out of the restaurant that someone let out a long breath and stood up, wiping cold sweat.
…
"Master Li, why bother to go through this muddy water? Is such a decadent court worthy of a famous expert like you guarding it to the death?"
As soon as Zhang Kun walked out of the restaurant door, a fat man appeared in front of him.
This man was about forty or fifty years old, with a black beard.
Although the body looks a little fat, it is so fat that one does not feel a trace of sluggishness...
Instead, it is like a small mountain of fine iron, standing there, giving people endless pressure.
He recognized who this person was at a glance.
With such momentum, such physical strength, and appearing in this place by coincidence... Who else could be there besides Fat Li Li Wendong, one of the two great heroes?
This is why Zhang Kun sensed another extremely powerful force of blood approaching when he was still on the third floor, and immediately turned around and left without any further delay.
Li Wendong appeared outside the restaurant and blocked his way, but he came faster than Yin Fu who was twisting left and right to guard against his sniper.
It goes without saying that this Fat Li should have been hiding among the people before, pretending to be a bystander watching the excitement.
If he really foolishly rushed into the encirclement and was directly entangled by Yin Fu, Li Wendong would take action.
Under the siege of the two great masters, there were military formations and foreign guns outside, blocking the way...
This is a near-death situation.
It would be impossible to get Yin Fu and Li Wendong, the two great heroes of the imperial court, to go out together without the instruction of the inner court of the West Palace.
"Big deal, great deal, let me see how magical the name of the condor is?"
Zhang Kun extended his hand to invite a fight.
Yin Fu has already arrived, standing in the corner of the room not far away, watching with cold eyes.
It was obvious that he had a strong murderous intention in his heart, and he could feel the malice from dozens of feet away.
"You can't escape, Zhang Kun. Although you are wearing the mask of a demon monkey, you are not a real demon monkey after all. You can cause trouble in the heaven... Listen to my advice and just let go. Afterwards, you can apologize well and ask for help." Forgive me. The Queen Mother sees that you are young and promising, and that you are a useful talent, so she should be able to make some allowances..."
"Needless to say, different ways of doing things do not work together. I originally thought that Senior Condor Iron Leg Li would have some far-reaching insights that were beyond his peers. Unexpectedly, he was still a conservative warrior whose brain had been poisoned and lost a bit of foresight. . So, what else is there to say, let’s move in.”
Although Zhang Kun was happy to delay for a while so that Ye Yinzhang and others could escape farther... However, delaying time was delaying time, and the fight still had to be fought.
Otherwise, it will be inconvenient to go anywhere if it is decorated by these two great masters.
"It's hard to persuade a damned devil with good words."
Li Wendong shook his head and sighed.
His eyes gradually became colder.
He truly loves talents and does not want to end up on the wrong side of the imperial court with such a talented person who is rare to see in a century.
Just ask how far one can go against the dynasty with the power of an individual in a vast world.
It is nothing more than being a wandering bandit, spending his whole life in the mountains and fields, and doing no good to the country or the people.
On the contrary, it is better to be useful, obtain high officials and generous salaries, strengthen the court, and resist the oppression of the barbarians. This is the right path.
Zhang Kun punched out, and the wind around him was fierce. His feet seemed to be gliding on water, and he was in front of Li Wendong in a flash.
The palace is advancing rapidly.
