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The light of the torch illuminated half of the imperial city, and the moving shadows swayed on the walls, trees, and ground. The pursuing palace guards finally surrounded them in a garden. On the green brick corridor, only the bodies that were still warm lay quietly. over there.

He stopped in front of a pool of blood and followed the dead man's eyes to look behind a tree.

The man waved towards the big tree, and several Jurchen guards came forward to clear away the weeds. They noticed something strange and nodded to the crowd.

"Two teams go down and the rest follow the direction of the secret passage out of the palace to search. They can't go far yet." The man who looked like the leader of the guards gave the order in the Jurchen language.

Then, the sound of arrows was faintly heard in the distant sky.

The leader of the guards directed his men to protect the safety of the concubines in the palace, and at the same time mobilized his men to pursue the outer city where the loud arrows had been fired.

"All mounted"

He drew his sword and shouted loudly, clamped the horse's belly, and made the horse run wildly. The few guards with horses around them all followed behind with whips raised.

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Outside the imperial city, in the spacious streets, the huge chaos among the hundreds of soldiers surrounding them had just begun. Some people were already being beaten out of the crowd from time to time.

Tread tah..

The sound of horseshoes splashing on the green bricks was heard at the corner in front. Then, more and more horseshoes hit the ground like raindrops. About forty or fifty war horses appeared there, and Wanyanba was the first to see it. There was a melee of figures over there, and the thin black figure in the middle was swinging the stick and dancing wildly. Every time the stick was struck, some people were knocked out like rag dolls.

The copper sticks collided with countless knife handles, and a large number of infantry were coming from behind. Wanyanba also pulled out a big bow on horseback, raised his hand to face the mixed figure, and shot an arrow into the opponent's face.

嗖

The arrow passed through the gap between the surrounding crowd, making a violent sound of breaking through the air. Immediately, the speeding black shadow suddenly stopped, and with a bang, Sun Zhizhi swung his stick and knocked the incoming arrow into the air.

Throwing the bow, the general on horseback drew his sword, accelerated his horse, raised the blade, and roared like thunder: "Kill with me!"

Dozens of cavalrymen behind them drew their swords one after another, and the sound of hooves rushed past like thunder. The Jurchen soldiers who originally besieged the warriors opened a gap when the cavalry came over, but there were soldiers who had not yet escaped. The next moment, flesh and blood splashed under the horses' hooves.

In Sun Zanzhi's sight, the shadow of the war horse grew bigger and bigger. However, when it collided with him from the front, a sword suddenly poked out and swung at his face.

"Seeking death!" the thin black figure shouted fiercely, and smashed the copper stick against the opponent's blade.

There was a loud bang and sparks exploded in the night. The galloping war horses screamed. The man stood up. The blade in Wanyan Baye's hand shattered and flew into the air. His whole arm was stiff and trembling. If it weren't for his excellent equestrian skills, which transferred most of the force of the collision to the horses, he would probably have been blown away by the huge force at this time.

Sun Zunzhi just stepped back slightly. Before he could take a breath, another war horse approached him a few steps away. The moment the iron gun came over, the arm holding the stick suddenly raised to meet the gun head.

Clamp your arms down.

In an instant, the knight on the war horse used the violent collision force to push the man holding the gun head to slide on the ground. On the opposite side, rows of Jurchen infantry pressed down their weapons, like a forest of iron spears.

With a cry of "Ah", Sun Zai's feet suddenly sank to the ground, and the stone bricks were lifted up with a crash. His eyes were blood red, his whole face was flushed, and veins were popping out. His arms suddenly grasped the handle of the knight's gun, and he said: The shouting never stopped.

"Uh...ahhh"

The moment his back was about to hit the gun forest, the pushed body suddenly paused. The knight on horseback was lifted up from the speeding horse with an iron gun in hand, and was thrown into the air, dancing.

Immediately, the iron gun whizzed into the air in Sun Zanzhi's hand, directly piercing the screaming Jurchen knight. When the body fell, the iron gun was deeply inserted into the wall of a certain house.

While Sun stopped throwing the iron spear, he also stretched out his hands to grab the reins of the ownerless war horse, tightened it, and exerted force under his feet again. The moment the green bricks burst and splashed, the entire war horse was It was thrown over the shoulder and slammed into the forest of guns over there. Several people were directly crushed to death under the huge horse body.

The formation of more than a hundred people staggered around. Sun Zhi no longer dragged the copper stick on the ground and walked quickly towards the gate of the house. After Wanyanba also regained consciousness in his arm, he spoke again: "Hold him...that house." There must be some accomplices inside."

The running figure ignored the Jurchen soldiers rushing behind him. When he arrived at the gate, the copper sticks were inserted into the bricks. He looked at the Jurchen generals behind the crowd who did not dare to step forward.

"I, Sun, didn't want to leave first..." He stretched out his hand, and the Jurchen soldiers coming from the opposite side couldn't help but stop, and then hooked the outstretched palm. Sun no longer showed a disdainful smile, and then violently shouted Roar: "Come here"

He lowered his hands and put them behind his back, trembling faintly. He was already a little exhausted.

The orange light of the lantern under the gate of the house enveloped the lonely figure in front of the sea of ​​soldiers, as if it would be submerged at any time. The horse's hooves trampled anxiously on the ground. Wanyanba also knew that this man was highly skilled in martial arts, so he did not challenge him in a one-on-one fight. He kept observing the size of the entire house.

Anyway, this is Shangjing, the territory of the Jurchens, and the longer it takes, the more beneficial it will be for him. Groups of soldiers were coming from the surroundings, and there was a faint tendency to surround the place. Archers were also ready on the roofs of other nearby houses.

This credit cannot be lost. Wanyanba also looked at the lonely man excitedly, and his whole body could not help but tremble with excitement on the horse.

However... I only heard a bang, followed by another one.

He raised his head suddenly, and on the roof of the house behind the man, two figures broke through the tiles, jumped into the sky, and appeared in the sight of everyone below.

Then, the archers on the surrounding rooftops simultaneously raised their arms and loosened their bowstrings.

The two figures in the air suddenly swooped down. The moment the arrows missed, the woman's figure landed on the wall and ran towards them.

A figure in a brown palace robe gently stepped on the top of a tree in the courtyard. The branches swayed slightly, and Bai Ning was already above Sun Zanzhi's head.

"You're finally back. Brother-in-law, take the sword." Sun Zanzhi threw up the sword stuck in his waist.

The flying figure passed above, and the cold light suddenly flashed out from the sword hilt the moment it was unsheathed. The figure fell into the sea of ​​people. The visitor's eyes were filled with indifference, and his arm waved the sword hilt.

Thunderbolt Sword Technique

The figure was moving almost hard to follow with the eyes. As he walked around, blood flew and swirled with the blade of the sword. The blood light was dazzling in the dark night sky. The arms, broken gun handles, shattered blades, and The neck cut by the slender blade stirred up a bloody whirlpool at the moment Bai Ning silently charged into the crowd.

Corpses fell down one after another, falling into the light of torches on the ground. The hem of their robes rolled up slightly, then hung down again. The long sword dripping with blood shook, and the blood on it instantly formed a pool on the ground.

哗

The sword is sheathed.

Hundreds of corpses formed a circle around it, like a blooming red flower.

Among the corpses, the war horse was still standing there. Wanyanba above him was also holding the handle of the knife tremblingly. He looked at the figure who was carrying him away. In the next second, he forced himself to drive the horse forward.

With a trembling roar, he approached the opponent.

On the ground, there was a broken spear. The moment it was lifted up, the toes swung lightly, and with a swish, half of the spear penetrated directly through the neck of the war horse, inserted into the knight above, flew straight back, and was nailed to the street. on the wall.

"You guys are finally back." Sun Zaizhi sat down panting, but was then lifted up by Yelu Hongyu. She looked at the Jurchen soldiers who were still surrounding them outside, and said with some worry: "We must find a way to get out."

".from there."

Bai Ning pointed to the city wall where the outline could be vaguely seen, "It should be possible to break through directly using Qinggong."

Yelu Hongyu nodded, drove the somewhat powerless Sun Zai, followed Bai Ning, climbed onto the roof, and began to gallop and jump.

Below are the Jurchen soldiers in hot pursuit.

ps: One more update.