Chapter 53 Target Shot to death Backyard Fire

Jietian lurked on the roof of a barracks and fired special arrows at the intended target.

The green light was fast and lost into a military building on the east side. There was no explosion, no smoke and dust, and a shocking howling was heard. The green light spread in the barracks, and the screams suddenly stopped. I saw a man in brocade, covering his throat and falling to the ground, with red thick pulp between his fingers.

Under the dim firelight, the blood began to turn green. The target's head and face began to decay, and pieces of flesh and blood kept falling. In just a few breaths, a good person turned into a skeleton.

In the air, a shadow swooped down. The bright red fireball ignited in an instant, like a meteor, straight to the crowd.

"Wo, sw..."

The dense rain of arrows poured out, but the more than a dozen lost tracks were powerful.

"Boom, boom, boom" dense explosion sounded. In order to create chaos, the night was bloody, and even the crossbow used by the lost was matched with special arrow feathers.

The camp is in chaos!

The rice rose into the air and galloped to the east.

Below, take the lead. More than 100 meters behind him, dozens of strong horses kept chasing.

It's too late, it's fast. The man who seduced the enemy turned in an instant, drew an arc, and left the road and ran north.

The pursuers did not hesitate and galloped through the edge of the woods. Suddenly! The first figure in the front rose from the sky in an instant. The horse under his feet let out a sad cry and turned to the ground.

The machine sounded. Dozens of black light shot out of the forest and went straight to the man in the air.

Pieces of horses hissed, which were intercepted by the tripping horse, and the soldiers fell together with the horses. The dark arrows in the forest kept aiming at the pile of rolling gourds.

The man in the air rose more than ten meters and came to an emergency stop. Most of the arrow feathers roared past the top of their heads, but their skin was still scratched by two crossbow arrows.

The sharp three-edging arrow cuts through the face. No, it's poisonous." Before he could sigh, the man felt a mess in his mind.

His figure suddenly stiffened and fell straight to the ground.

The air dish has chased to the woods, and it turned its horse upside down and rushed. The lost group on his back snapped the crossbow and released another rain of arrows.

"Take Li Ying and retreat." The night ordered, and he turned over and jumped down from the back of the rice.

There was a strong horse running out in the dense forest, and the night fell on the back of the empty horse. It retreated to the east without stopping.

"Chan, pick up Jietian." Night command.

"Master, I know the dishes." The dark shadow in the air suddenly pulled up and flew away to the south side of the barracks.

The continuous drizzle is falling!

In the autumn night, the chill penetrates the bottom of my heart.

The night took a few breaths, and the heartbeat was still violent. The sneak attack was successful, but he didn't seem to feel much joy, but a little worried.

Is it the damn weather, or is there something wrong?

I walked forward in a muffled voice at night, and I was irritable. It didn't take long for Jietian's food to come back. Jietian fell to the ground and changed horses.

The night ordered the dishes and rice to investigate first.

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Let's say that in the Lu Biancao barracks behind him, the soldiers have been in a mess. When the military generals were collected, it was found that sixty or seventy people had been damaged.

Everyone searched in private, but they couldn't find the leader Lu Biancao. The soldiers were uneasy and quickly sent a signal to the southern town for help. Subsequently, the soldiers searched carefully again and finally found a skeleton in the commander's costume in the barracks.

Those soldiers Ping Suli were douting under Lu Bian Cao's hands. Now when they saw that the leader was dead, they immediately panicked. Don't say that this good day is difficult to continue. At present, the biggest problem is how to deal with the question of Viscount Lu Anren.

The camp was brightly lit, and several generals were concentrated on the school grounds outside the camp. Everyone looked at each other in con'sinuum, and it was difficult to come up with countermeasures.

A thin centurion said to his companions around him, "Let's talk about it. The attack on the small town yesterday is already exhausted. If the viscount has to hear that his illegitimate son is killed today, will he pull me to wait for burial?

Silence, silence, no one answers.

For a long time, a short centurion smiled a few times: "I'm afraid it's not the viscount's turn to make the decision now."

Gossip, there must be gossip. Everyone's ears are upright and their minds are also active.

The short man said, "Do you know who was assassinated yesterday? That's a great man. The third son of King Wei, Gong Ziyu. After he was assassinated, he had returned overnight and will lead a master to seek revenge in the future.

"Short winter melon, don't talk about it. It's the wrong thing. It's Commander Lu's death today. The person who spoke first was impatient and interrupted.

"Poplar bark, do you want to practice alone?" The centurion, who was called a dwarf winter melon, had a bad tone and showed dissatisfaction in his eyes. He stared fiercely at the centurion called poplar bark. Seeing that the other party retreated, he continued to say, "Yesterday's sling woman, do you know who she is? That's Gong Ziyu's cousin, the sixth princess of King Zheng.

When everyone heard this secret, they were silent and waited for the rest. Only the "Poplar bark" seemed to be a little unhappy and said, "Where did you get the news? I sounded quite nonsense."

"Put your sister, poplar bark." Dwarf wax gourd got angry, "Is my intelligence camp a vegetarian?" When everyone saw the verbal conflict between the two, there was a tendency to do it. They came forward to dissuade them and pulled the two away.

"Poplar bark, no matter how crooked it is, you don't have me." The "dwarf winter melon" centurion was pulled by everyone, but he still didn't give up. He shook off his arm fiercely and stared at the "Yang bark" before continuing: "The sixth princess went home with Princess Lu to visit her family and went to the small town. It's so boring that he said he was going out hunting. Viscount Lu couldn't resist, so he arranged it to come to us. On the one, it was protected by soldiers, and on the other, hehe.

"Dwarf winter melon" came to this point and did not continue, but showed an expression of "you know".

Someone was puzzled: "How could Gong Ziyu come here?"

"Simple, he and the sixth princess are cousins. Gong Ziyu was easy to travel. In the name of his relatives, he happened to come to Nanzheng for a walk. "Dwarf winter melon" explained.

"Our relationship with Zheng Guo and Wei Guo is not that good." "Poplar bark" can't help talking." "Dwarf winter melon" did not get angry this time, but explained, "Although the relationship is tense secretly, it is still close to each other and won't tear your face. What's more, our country is at war with the State of Wu in the east. If it eases the relationship between defending the country in the west and asks for foreign aid, isn't it a beautiful thing?

The centurion and chiefs are still a little confused. Generally speaking, it seems that Viscount Lu Anren seems to have some arrangements, but the high theory of "dwarf winter melon" is still not helpful to solve the problem at present!

Another person asked the "dwarf winter melon": "Senior Ai, these two days. The purpose of the camp was obviously for Commander Lu. Now that the leader is dead, I'm afraid the prince and princess won't wade muddy water.

"You know nothing!" The centurion surnamed Ai said arrogantly, "Do you have a mother-in-law? If you are cheated to death, your mother-in-law is still a little capable. Will she seek revenge for you?

Na Shichang was stunned, but he immediately understood a little. But he still had doubts: "Then won't we die worse?"

"So, we need to find a way out first. Do you know why I don't panic?" "Short winter melon" looked proud. Everyone was puzzled, and even the centurion surnamed Yang also pricked up his ears.

"Do you know [Fangshi Alliance]? Now I have registered there. Don't mention Viscount Lu. Even if Gong Ziyu comes, Mingli dares not move. Hearing what the centurion surnamed Ai said, everyone showed a longing expression. Now my life is in danger. Even if the straw falls into the water, it will be caught.

If there is a place to go, "Lao Ai. Oh, no, Ai Dutong." The "Poplar bark" squeezed forward awkwardly and quickly patted a flattery, "Can you take my brother? You will be the only one in the future."

"Dwarf winter melon" was proud, but his face did not show his face, and he opened his mouth to accept it. A group of people followed him one after another, and he was very proud.

"In this case, you will summon three or five credible people each. After the assembly, he pretended to ask for the enemy and left the camp. Seeing the "dwarf winter melon"'s serious instructions, everyone agreed. At that moment, they returned to their teams and selected soldiers.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a group of people raised their torches and left the camp. The fire first turned east, and after a while, it accelerated and turned to the northwest.

There was a lot of noise in the team, and some comments came out.

"The sixth princess took a few of Gong Ziyu's guards out in the evening. Do you think she will return to the small town?"

"I don't think so. At least two people in the guard are good at tracking, maybe..."

"Shut up, do your shit, move quickly." The sound of "dwarf winter melon" floated. The noisy voice suddenly lowered, and the group gradually disappeared into the night.

In Lu Biancao's camp, only a hundred and a hundred soldiers were left at a loss. After a long time, someone woke up, and the officer disappeared. The clever man found an excuse to pee and quickly disappeared into the wilderness. The fate of the remaining elm heads is doomed. When Lu Viscount comes with troops, it will definitely become a funeral item for two assassinations.

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Naturally, the night didn't know the camp behind him, and there was another good play. Now he is anxious and running like a horse. Regardless of the exposure of his whereabouts, he took out the night pearl, used it as lighting, and urged everyone to hurry up.

He has just received a report from Caifan, claiming that there was a fire in the direction of Huzhong Island. I'm afraid that the landing point was found by people with intentions, and I don't know how many soldiers and horses are besieged. Thinking that Qingyue and others are still on the island, their lives are in risk. The night was more anxious, and the whip was pulled down fiercely.

A horse suddenly appeared in front of him, and the night fixed his eyes. It was Zhao Yibiao who retreated first. Before he could explain more, he hurriedly ordered, "Commier Zhao, there is a change in the island in the lake. You and Jietian retreat according to the original plan. If you can't do it, you don't have to go back to the island. I'll take a step ahead."

After saying that, the night put his left hand on the reins, turned the horse's head, and rushed straight in the direction of the lake.

Another night pearl lit up, and Jietian led the team and galloped eastward.

"How's the situation?" At night, he ran at high speed and asked about the island in the lake.