Since the Accounting: A Chronicle of the Roman Khanate

Chapter 472
On the street, a carriage, surrounded by a large circle of riders, was moving quickly along the street.A man dressed as a master stuck his head out of the car window, glanced back and forth a few times, and then retracted.

"Master, the other people who saw him off have all gone back." He turned his head and said to a middle-aged man in the car: "I don't know how many people they are willing to send."

"These people are just minions. They still have to give me, Wang Zongwen's face." The middle-aged man disagreed: "It depends on how the historian reacts."

"Master Shi is not at home today. The second master is on a mission to the East and has not come back yet." After the master finished speaking, he raised doubts: "Master Shi has gone out to sea with the fleet for training these days and is not here either. I guess only the old lady is at home. , Mrs. Liu and Shi Sanlang—that is, the young man named Shi Dan. Can these people make the decision to support us? "

"This is also a good thing. We don't need their support, as long as they don't oppose it." Wang Zongwen said: "The Shi family is anxious to get rid of that Shi Huizhen, and has tacitly agreed to the villagers and guards from all over the place to come out to help us. This time, too All we need to do is say hello to the master's family and show that I'm giving them face. If someone accidentally kills her later, the Shi family will take the initiative to help us explain."

"I am still far-sighted." The master flattered him at the right time, and took out a greeting card: "I just wrote it, sir, please take a look."

Although everyone knew it was just a formality, Wang Zongwen still opened it as a routine, glanced at it casually, and returned it to him: "Okay, just hand this to them."

The master quickly took it and put it back in his sleeve.Seeing Wang Zongwen leaning on the cushion and beginning to close his eyes to rest, he stopped talking.

However, after a moment, he felt the car slow down.There were also scoldings from servants and excuses from others.

"What's going on?" Wang Zongwen immediately became alert and sat up straight.

The master stuck his head out again.On the road ahead, a group of people gathered around me at some point.These people all wore black robes, and the women also wore black headscarves.In the middle of the crowd, a coffin was placed on the ground.The leader, a bearded old man, was arguing with the leader's servant.Other riders rode to help, whipping their whips to drive the mourners to the roadside.

The master retracted his car and reported: "There are people mourning and the road is blocked."

"Bad luck." Wang Zongwen frowned and cursed: "Who is going to have a funeral in the middle of the night?"

"I think they are Persians. Maybe their customs are different." The master explained: "Don't worry, we have already gone to chase people away. Ask them to quickly lift the coffin aside and get out of the way. There should be no delay."

"Do Persians still use coffins for funerals?" Wang Zongwen muttered.

"Well, their Tianfang sect has many sects. God knows which one they belong to." The master didn't understand this either, so he could only prevaricate, then stuck his head out and shouted to the servants: "Get them all away quickly! Don't let anyone do it on purpose. Break it."

The servants obeyed the order, picked up their weapons, gathered in a row and rushed over.The funeral crowd immediately screamed and dispersed, even the laborers carrying the coffin ran away.Only the old man was left, retreating to the coffin, pointing at the coffin excitedly and trying to defend himself in Greek with an accent.

Everyone was too lazy to pay attention to him.Anyway, the road was cleared and we were ready to leave.The driver also waved his whip and continued to move forward.The master was about to retract his head when he saw the old man suddenly pat the coffin twice, turn around and jump to the side.

"It's a scam!" Master immediately shouted.

But his reaction was still half a beat too slow.The moment the old man patted the coffin, there was a sudden explosion and roar.In the light of the fire, a cluster of projectiles ejected from the head of the coffin, knocking the servant in the front row to the ground.

On the rooftops on both sides of the street, a dozen figures immediately appeared, shooting at the unarmored servants in front and behind the carriage.The driver was hit by two arrows and fell in front of the vehicle.Before the master could even withdraw his head, he was hit by an arrow and hung across the window.

In the carriage, Wang Zongwen immediately grabbed his helmet, put it on his head, and shouted: "Escape quickly!"

A servant grabbed his shield and rode over.He knocked on the carriage and shouted: "Master, this way!" Wang Zongwen immediately pushed the master's body out, kicked the door open and ran out of the carriage.On the roof, someone shot two arrows at him. One arrow was blocked by the servant's shield, and the other hit him in the back.However, the arrow only pierced the outer robe and was blocked by the armor under the clothes, sliding down.

Another servant in leather armor jumped off his horse, pushed him and climbed up hastily, and slapped the horse's butt.The servant on horseback also used a shield to protect Wang Zongwen's head with one hand, held the reins with the other, and suddenly clamped the mount under his crotch.

The servant who dismounted ran a few steps behind, using his body as a cover to block the arrows fired at the galloping horses from behind, and waited until they were far away before returning.The equestrian servant took Wang Zongwen's horse and started galloping in a few steps.Several other servants who were following behind immediately turned around and fled around them.

The group of mourners from before also drew their weapons and surrounded him from all sides.They took nooses and grappling hooks and dragged down several people.But the servants also reacted quickly. With the strength of their armor and strong soldiers, even if they fell off their horses, they quickly gathered together and fought back and forth with these assassins.

However, at the street intersection, another carriage drove up and crossed the road, blocking most of the road.From the car, several strong men wearing European armor jumped out. Without saying a word, they came over with long swords and big axes and killed them.

The servant who was at the front swung his sword to slash, but the strong man in the lead only turned slightly to let the sword edge pass. He grabbed the sword that was almost as tall as a man with both hands and swung it down with a roar. He actually cut off the horse's head with the sword and chopped off the servant. On the waist, sweep him away.

The body of the headless horse fell to the ground with a crash, and the strong man himself was pushed backwards several steps and hit the carriage.But the people nearby did not stop at all, shouting "Long live France!" and rushed towards the remaining servants.

These guys have amazing manpower, and their moves and luck are extremely brave.Although the tricks are simple, they are also precise and direct, which puts a lot of pressure on the servants.Seeing that they could not solve the problem quickly, they shouted "Master, go back home first" and pushed forward one after another.Only the servant holding the horse immediately ran away through the gap with Wang Zongwen.

This place was not far from the mansion where they started, and the two of them quickly returned to the house.The guests here haven't even dispersed yet. Seeing them running back in such a hurry, everyone was shocked.

The guards of the mansion and Wang Zongwen's personal servants all rushed up to pick him up from his horse.Wang Zongwen himself had also come to his senses and immediately called the guard captain.

"The assassins are still fighting with Wang Qi and the others over there!" He stretched out his hand and said, "Go and capture them all!"

The captain immediately shouted and asked his men to follow him to support him, and ran away quickly while shouting.Several male and female servants took over the task of looking after Wang Zhongwen, hugged him and booed him, and walked towards the door.The guests who hadn't left also followed, ready to take the opportunity to get close to each other again.Everyone finally felt a little more at ease, but suddenly there was another gunshot at the corner of the street.The guard captain who was summoning his men fell to the ground at the sound, and the others immediately became confused.The guards ran around, looking for enemies, and soon found a woman wrapped in a gauze scarf running away from the alley opposite, and immediately chased after her.

Other servants and guests rushed into the courtyard in panic, then quickly closed the door and began to prepare for defense, lest someone suddenly come out. Only the tall and thick courtyard wall could barely give people some comfort.

Wang Zongwen's Greek mistress, dressed in luxurious silk clothes, also hurriedly walked out of the inner hall and welcomed him back.Everyone was relieved to see that the master returned to the house safely.

Gradually, the streets calmed down.More than a quarter of an hour later, the servant who went out to catch the thief also sent a few people back to report the news.

They were going to report to Wang Zongwen, but the housekeeper stopped them.

"The master was frightened just now and hasn't recovered yet. You guys went in abruptly and made him angry, and I will be unlucky too." He said unhappily: "How about this. Please tell me first, is there anything? Found it. If there is good news, you can report it to the master quickly so that he can recover."

The servants replied that there were not many twists and turns.Although the Persian thieves were good at shooting and could release arrows quickly, their bows had no lethality against the soldiers.After the master left, the thief lost his mind and fled in all directions.In the end, most of their losses were caused by sudden cannon fire.In the subsequent battle, all those who died were servants, but there were no casualties among the servants.

Those guys who didn't know where they came from and claimed to be French quickly withdrew.They had someone to help them, but the number of servants there was too small, so they didn't dare to pursue them.Only one person was injured here, and no one died in the battle.

In short, although it was extremely thrilling, the loss was actually acceptable.It's a pity that the master still failed to rescue him, nor did he catch the enemy alive.

"What about the physical evidence?" the housekeeper asked again.

"Physical evidence... We have controlled the scene of the first attack. I don't know if we should continue to watch over there." A servant replied: "The thief prepared an artillery piece and hid it in a special coffin. In front of the coffin There is cardboard on top, a shelf in the middle, and a person hidden behind it. Maybe someone outside gave a signal, and the person inside lit the fire. It’s really life-threatening..."

"This gangster dared to attack the master, and he was willing to kill himself." The housekeeper interrupted him: "But cannons are not easy to obtain. Can you tell the shape and origin of this cannon?"

"Uh..." Several servants looked at each other in confusion: "There is an inscription stating the affiliation, but it shouldn't be credible..."

"Who took the lead?" The housekeeper immediately grasped the key point: "If it is our country's cannon, it must have inscriptions. Even if it has been processed, you can still see the scratch marks."

"It has not been scratched or carved, and the inscription is very clear." A servant said carefully: "It is our own cannon."

"What?!" The housekeeper was stunned for a moment: "French people, this is the Wang family...this has nothing to do with it."

However, no one could answer his question, because the servants obviously didn't know.Everyone pondered for a while with a sad look on their faces, but they still couldn't figure out whether other members of the Wang family wanted to frame the master, or whether the thief was already prepared and even had counterfeit weapons.

They were also worried about being offended, so they didn't think about whether to talk about it at this time, let alone who would remind the master and gather all the servants.

At this time, the Greek mistress walked past the hall carrying a pot of porridge and two maids.The housekeeper quickly stepped forward and stopped her.

"Mrs. Zoe, Mrs. Zoe." He cupped his hands: "Please go and take a look to see if I am in a good mood. We..."

He pointed at the servant behind him, and his mistress naturally understood what he meant.

"Master likes to drink this porridge the most. After drinking it, you will be in a good mood every time. I'll say hello to you before you guys come in again," she warned.

Several people quickly smiled and nodded.The mistress held the jar in her hand and walked towards the inner hall.When she reached the door, she pushed it, but it didn't budge.

The mistress didn't think too much, used some strength, and pushed hard, and a body fell to the ground with a bang.

The mistress screamed, and the porcelain jar in her hand fell and shattered on the floor.The housekeeper and the servants rushed over quickly without caring whether the master would get angry.

At the door of the inner hall, a male corpse was lying upside down.Everyone immediately recognized him as Wang Zongwen's personal servant, but his neck had been cut and blood was flowing all over the floor.It was only because the threshold blocked it that it did not flow out.His expression was still confused and surprised, and he seemed to have been killed without any resistance.

In the center of the hall, there was a male servant lying face down on the ground.He was stabbed once on the side of the waist and on the back of the heart. Blood flowed out from the depths of the wound, staining the surrounding clothes and the ground beneath him red, but it did not spread far. It was obvious that he was killed before he could resist. died.

And against the wall of the hall, on the main seat beside the table, was a headless corpse.Blood dripped from the severed neck and pooled on the table and floor.The head has disappeared, and it can only be seen from the clothes that it is Wang Zongwen.

Behind the corpse, the whitewashed wall was spattered with fine blood spots.There, an eagle was painted in blood.

The housekeeper rushed forward, touched the body, and found that it was already a little cold.The window next to it was half open, and it was obvious that the murderer had already escaped.

The housekeeper let out a scream that was even more pitiful than his mistress's, and collapsed on the ground.

(End of this chapter)