nine thousand years old

Chapter 129 Death of the Veteran (Part [-])
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The overwhelming feather arrows tore through the rain curtain, splashing out countless bright red blood flowers. The besieged soldiers fell to the ground and howled. Some people's heads were pierced by arrows, some people's chests were pierced, and some people wanted to escape like crazy. Then, he was blocked again by the soldiers surrounding the martial arts field, and after a fight, he was hacked to death.

The blood on the ground has really gathered into a river, the rain has turned dark red, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood. That smell rolls over with the whistling wind and rain, making the entire martial arts field look extremely depressing. On the platform, Su Hanyun looks at those miserable The wailing people didn't have the slightest sympathy on their faces, but instead had a sense of joy.

Everyone in Beizhen Fusi was killed, which made him extremely depressed. Now that the culprit has been slaughtered, the depression in his heart is almost poured out. Of course, this is not enough to calm down all the anger in his heart. There is also the Zhao family. They settled the accounts, all the causes and effects were caused by the Zhao family!
Make them pay enough!
Boom!

A blinding flash of lightning resounded in the sky, followed by the sound of thunder, and another round of arrows shot past. There was no one standing in the teaching field, and they all fell to the ground. Some people died on the spot, some just Seriously wounded, still alive, struggling, crawling bloodied among corpses.

"Send someone to clean it up, and leave no one behind!"

Su Hanyun sneered and waved heavily.

"Yes!"

The two generals clasped their hands together, and then rushed down the platform, each leading numerous soldiers towards the center of the martial arts field. They picked up the corpses on the ground one by one for inspection, but if there was any sign of life, they would directly chop them with a knife. , blood spattered, and the people who were lingering were killed immediately.

Following the inspection by these people, some people who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead got up one after another, making shrill and painful begging sounds, but these sounds were all annihilated by the sound of rain, and what awaited them was only the cold blade...

"General Hou..."

When the massacre was taking place on the martial arts field, a mournful roar suddenly came from the platform. When everyone heard the sound, they all turned their heads hesitantly and looked in the direction from which the sound came. That Huang Yunzhong looked extremely sad, knelt down in front of Hou Yumang, and kowtowed heavily, and tears and rain were mixed together on his face.

"This……"

People were extremely puzzled, looked up and were stunned.

Although Hou Yumang maintained a sitting posture, his eyes were dead gray. He just sat in the rain, letting the wind and rain blow on his body, while his eyes were fixed on the direction of the grassland. His face was full of wrinkles. On the ground, there is even more indescribable perseverance and depth.

He didn't know when he was dead!

"General Hou!"

"General Hou..."

There was a dead silence on the platform for a moment, and the faces of the people suddenly became extremely sad. They all knelt down on the ground with sad eyes, and kowtowed heavily. Their foreheads were already red, and blood was flowing down their cheeks, but no one stopped. Sorrow filled the air, as if it wanted to dispel the wind and rain.

"Congratulations to General Hou!"

After a while, Huang Yunzhong stood up suddenly, and clasped his hands heavily at Hou Yumang's dead body, shouting loudly,

"Drumming!"

Boom!

Lightning flashed across the sky again, and the dazzling thunder was like a giant snake tearing through the sky and descending. The low-pitched thunder roared along with the raging wind, and the whole world became more and more depressing. The wind and rain were almost shattered.

Boom boom boom!
At the same time, the war drums surrounding the martial arts field were beaten one after another, and the low voice instantly annihilated the thunder in the sky. The rain splashed and cracked on the cowhide drums, and the surrounding soldiers all blushed and knelt down. On the ground, facing the direction of Hou Yumang, he roared in a low voice,
"Congratulations to General Hou!"

Su Hanyun stood in the wind and rain, the rain was flowing down his cheeks, and the gloom in his eyes became more intense.

Hou Yumang, who has shaken Guanlong for many years, made the Huns afraid to enter the territory of Dazhou. Such a veteran, he did not die on the battlefield, but died under the conspiracy of his own people!

The sadness in it is beyond words!
Boom!

The drumming continued, Huang Yun got up again, knelt down at Su Hanyun's feet again, raised the simple knife with both hands, and roared awe-inspiringly,
"The deputy general of the Guanlong Garrison, Huang Yunzhong, was ordered by General Hou to follow the governor!"

"Huang Yunzhong, I have met Lord Governor!"

After Huang Yunzhong's words fell, the generals surrounding the platform also looked over, hesitated for a moment, they got up one after another, followed Huang Yunzhong, knelt at Su Hanyun's feet together, and roared awe-inspiringly,

"I have seen Lord Governor!"

Su Hanyun put his hands behind his back, his face was a little pale, swept across the crowd, pondered for a moment, waved his sleeves, turned around and cupped his hands at Hou Yumang's dead body, saying,

"General Hou, our family will take over the Guanlong garrison temporarily!"

"Please go!"

Whoops!

After the words fell, he turned around abruptly, and said in a dark voice,
"The death of General Hou was the result of the Zhao family's conspiracy to assassinate and the rebels!"

"They conspired to bring chaos to Guanlong, which is a heinous crime!"

"Our family is going to let his Zhao family pay the price today!"

"Huang Yunzhong!"

"The end is here!"

Huang Yun stood up abruptly, and came to Su Hanyun with particularly gloomy eyes.

"Lead 5 people and surround Datong Mansion. No one is allowed to enter or leave!"

"In addition, you personally lead 3000 people to enter the Datong Mansion with our family. The Zhao family and others will be killed!"

"Regardless of old and young, regardless of closeness, no one will be left behind!"

After Su Hanyun's words fell, another flash of lightning came from the sky, followed by dazzling thunderclaps, and an indescribable evil spirit swept out from the platform, followed by the rain curtain, it was extremely cold and cold.

"The last general takes orders!"

Because of Hou Yumang's death, Huang Yunzhong and the others had already accumulated countless killing intents. Hearing Su Hanyun's words, the hatred in their hearts finally stopped hiding, and the evil spirit spread out unreservedly, walking towards the platform one after another. And soon, there was the sound of mobilizing troops and horses.

drive!
Not long after, the black torrent roared towards Datong Mansion like a dragon.

As for Su Hanyun's black carriage, he followed the tumbling team, surrounded by Fengyulou and others, with an unconcealable sternness and evil spirit on his face.

Shang Tianyin, their leader who built the Wind and Rain Building with one hand, also died under the conspiracy of the Zhao family. They also held a sigh of relief in their hearts. Now that they can take revenge, they have long been impatient!
……

Datong Mansion, Zhao Family!

The cold wind is howling, the rain is dripping along the tile eaves, the courtyard paved with bluestone slabs has already been full of rainwater, flowing one by one towards the distance, the wind and rain whistling, the flowers, plants and dead trees in the courtyard, etc., violently Shaking, the courtyard was already in a mess and looked quite messy.

In the hall of the back house, Zhao Junting was sitting on a bamboo, rattan and wooden chair, with an unconcealable solemnity on his old face, and a trace of unspeakable worry, staring at the wind and rain outside the window, his brows knit into a knot.

An hour has passed since noon, and Zhao Huxun must have started to act. However, the sudden heavy rain forced the people sent by the Zhao family to retreat. He still doesn't know what happened in the Guanlong garrison, nor What happened to Zhao Huxun's actions!
"It should be fine!"

"The Zhao family has been planning for so long, and Shen Conglin is secretly planning. The generals of the Hou family will not notice anything, and they will definitely be caught by Hu Xun!"

"Hou Yumang, at this hour, he should be dead too!"

After pondering for a long time, Zhao Junting took a deep breath, then picked up the teacup next to him, put it to his mouth, took a sip of the tea, and leaned back on the wooden chair.

The Zhao family has been planning for so many years, and nothing will happen!

He comforted himself in this way.

However, for some unknown reason, the wind and rain outside are getting heavier and louder, and the sound of howling cold wind is constantly pouring into my ears. With unconcealable sensibility and shadyness, the servant girl who was serving at the side hurriedly ran over and closed the window again.

The uneasiness in Zhao Junting's heart became stronger, and his brows frowned slightly.

"It's impossible!"

"I have planned for so many years, how could something happen?"

He muttered to himself again.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and he always felt depressed, so he slammed the teacup on the table heavily, then got up and dragged the maid who had just closed the window to his side.

"master……"

The servant girl looked terrified, trying to struggle.

Snapped!
Zhao Junting was furious for no reason, and slapped the servant girl on the face, her face suddenly swelled up, and tears flowed from her eyes. The latter's clothes were torn apart, his eyes were red, and his heart was boiling with anger, he scratched and rubbed the maid at will.

At the same time, start preparing to take off your clothes.

Boom!

There was a burst of thunder in the sky, and the lightning was also shining in the courtyard, dazzling and ferocious, Zhao Junting shivered in fright, looked at the rain curtain outside the window with some hesitation, and a particularly embarrassed figure rushed forward. Come in, thud, the man fell on the ground, but he didn't care about the pain, got up quickly, and rushed to the door in an instant.

"Master, it's not good..."

This person was sent by Zhao Junting to inquire about the news. Hearing his bad words, Zhao Junting only felt a bang in his head, and an indescribable blood poured into his head. With trembling hands, he dropped the panic-stricken servant girl, then hurriedly ran to the messenger, with red eyes, tremblingly said,
"what happened?"

"Say it clearly!"

"The Guanlong garrison surrounded Datong Mansion, and that... the governor of the East Factory, with Huang Yunzhong and others, also surrounded our Zhao family!"

"There are archers and cavalry everywhere, it's impenetrable..."

The messenger was terrified, his eyes widened, and he said sadly, with tears of despair flowing from his eyes.

"what……"

Zhao Junting froze, as if struck by lightning.

All of a sudden, he collapsed to the ground...

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