Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 471: Blood Flows Like a River, Massacres in the Supervisory Council

The moon hides and the stars sink, and dark clouds gather.

The humidity in the air became noticeably heavier, the wind seemed to have stopped, and the room became increasingly stuffy.

Mrs. Wang covered Wang Baba's ears and told her that it was about to rain. As for the shouting sounds in the street, they were dogs barking, chickens crowing, and the diligent blacksmith Lao Cui swinging his sledgehammer. The tiles constantly breaking above their heads were the ghosts in the mountains warning the children who did not sleep. If they still had their eyes open after ten rings, they would be caught and taken to the mountains to be eaten.

Wang Baba was very scared and blindfolded himself, saying he wanted to hide under the bed.

On the long path in front of the Supervisory Council, Yan Ruohai stood behind Chen Pingping, looking worriedly towards the southwest.

They did not come out to breathe out because they felt suffocated, but because they sensed that the situation had changed. The uneasiness came from the sword energy that made all the strong men tremble, from the smell of blood in the air, and even more from the messenger who had not reported back for a long time.

"Yan Ruohai."

"Dean."

"Send someone to notify Jing Ge immediately and lead the Black Cavalry to Lizheng Street immediately."

"Dean, Black Knight is not you..."

"Go quickly."

"Yes."

Just as Yan Ruohai was about to leave, he saw a man running around the corner with his arms folded, blood dripping all the way, and he fell down when he was almost at the door of the Supervisory Council.

"It seems to be Deng Ziyue, the chief clerk."

"Director Yan, Dean Chen, no...something bad has happened. We...were ambushed. Director Zhu led his men...to charge into the front yard, but were suddenly attacked by ten men in black. All of us brothers...are...dead."

"What? Ten people? How is this possible!"

Yan Ruohai didn't believe it. Zhu Ge not only took away all the capable fighters from the First and Sixth Divisions, but also mobilized the elite archers of the garrison division, with a total of more than three hundred people. How could all these people be killed by ten people?
Ta da, da da, da da...

With the sound of horse hooves, a warhorse broke through the night and arrived at the gate of the Overwatch Council. The knight smelled a pungent smell of blood before he dismounted. Yan Ruohai took a closer look in the light of the lampstand and saw that the knight in black chain mail was covered with blood plasma, which was still dripping down.

"Dean, the Black Cavalry was attacked, with heavy casualties. Commander Jing... Commander Jing... fought hard and died for his country."

"Something happened with the Black Knights as well?"

Yan Ruohai's expression merged with the dark clouds in the sky: "Are the enemies a group of swordsmen in black clothes and masks?"

"Yes."

"how many people?"

"About twenty."

Twenty people charged into the black-armored cavalry formation and killed Jing Ge, an eighth-grade peak master?
Yan Ruohai was unwilling to believe this information, but the performance of the scarred Deng Ziyue and the Black Cavalry captain in blood-stained armor told him that everything was true.

"Don't you believe it? Let me tell you the answer."

Bang!

Along with a low voice, a black shadow fell to the ground. Yan Ruohai took a closer look and found it was a person.

The man with loose curly hair, a black headband, and a small shirt over the coarse cloth robe underneath, is Fei Jie, the nominal president of the Supervisory Council and the number one poisoner in Qing country.

The two looked straight ahead, and saw a masked man in black standing on the wall of the East City Bingmasi barracks. As one hand pulled off the black scarf covering his mouth and nose, a cold and gloomy face appeared in front of them.

"Sean!"

Yan Ruohai naturally recognized the serious criminal who had been imprisoned in the dungeon of the Overwatch Council for twenty years.

"Protect the dean!"

Following his roar, two people jumped out from behind the door. They were all wearing black robes, long swords, and square buns, the standard attire of the Tiger Guards.

There were only ninety-two Tiger Guards in Fuzheng Street, four less. Two of them were arranged by Fan Jian to be by Chen Pingping's side to protect his old friend's safety. Both of them were at the peak eighth-grade level, and the confidant "Yuchang" was one of them.

Just as the two of them walked down the stairs, two sword lights fell from both sides of the gate tower. Ding, ding, accompanied by two sounds of metal clashing, the sword light swung, moved downwards, locked the long sword and turned half a circle, and whoosh, a head rolled down the stairs and rolled to the feet of several people.

Yan Ruohai looked down and saw that it was Yu Chang, who was only slightly weaker than Gao Da among the Tiger Guards.

He looked to the other side again and saw that the remaining tiger guard didn't hold on for long. After two moves, his left leg was stabbed, and then his heart. He pulled out his sword and fell forward in front of the door, with blood flowing down the stairs.

The masked man who killed Yu Chang with just three moves walked past Chen Pingping and Yan Ruohai, and stabbed to death the captain of the Black Cavalry who came to report the news with a sword. Yan Ruohai was furious and threw a flying knife with his backhand. There was a dazzling light and the flying knife was knocked off. The next moment he felt a chill on his right leg, and blood quickly dyed the hem of his official robe red.

It was the man in black behind him who took the opportunity to slash his leg with a sword.

"If it weren't for the Lord's order to spare your life..."

The first man in black glared at Yan Ruohai coldly, then walked up to Sean and stood beside him.

The second man in black did not move. He took a few steps back and stood at the door with his sword in his arms.

Yan Ruohai reluctantly turned around and wanted to call for support from the remaining staff in the Supervisory Council. Although most of them were civilian staff, they had bows and crossbows, hidden arrows, poison gas and other equipment hidden in the courtyard, so they were still capable of fighting.

Only then did he notice that in addition to the two masked men who had hidden behind the door beam and attacked the Tiger Guards, there were another ten men in black standing in a row on the roof of the gatehouse and in the courtyard connecting the two side rooms. When did they...?!

At this time, Sean looked down at Chen Pingping in the wheelchair and waved his hand: "Kill them all, leaving no one alive."

The ten people above jumped into the yard. Soon, there were constant sounds of swords and screams in the yamen. Deng Ziyue, who was half-kneeling beside Chen Pingping, broke out in a cold sweat and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"You knew I would come, but you didn't expect me to bring so many ninth-rank swordsmen with me, right? Come, let me introduce him to you. He is Jiu Yue Ba, the deputy commander of the Sword Guards who killed Wu Xin, the commander of the Black Cavalry. He is at the peak of the ninth rank and his combat power is stronger than mine. Even Lanling King can only beat him by half a step."

Now Yan Ruohai believed it. Why were hundreds of black knights slaughtered by twenty swordsmen? The reason was simple, because those twenty swordsmen were all ninth-grade masters. Not to mention hundreds of black knights, even if there were three thousand black knights, they would not be the opponents of these twenty swordsmen.

So the question is, where did these twenty ninth-grade swordsmen come from? How could Sean possess such a powerful force? !

"Do you know why he is called September 8th? Because the assassins from the Sixth Division of the Overwatch Council killed his entire family on September 8th during the second invasion of Qing. He also killed his wife and children on September 8th. The date on his tombstone is also September 8th... September 8th next year."

Apart from the fact that the Qing army's second northern expedition and the six assassins killed September 8th's entire family, Yan Ruohai understood it, but the rest of the content...killing his wife and children, erecting a monument for himself, etc., was really confusing.

Chen Pingping was like a poisonous snake lurking in the bushes, waiting for its chance. He had a gloomy face and said nothing. Even the continuous screams from within the Supervisory Council did not change his expression.

"By the way, do you know where the Sword Guard leader Odebiao went?" Sean took two steps forward, leaning on his long sword, and looked southwest: "Yun Zhilan, he should be dead."

Yan Ruohai: !!!!!!!!!
A cup of tea ago, he received a secret report that Yun Zhilan, Li Bohua, Qin Ye and thirteen other ninth-grade and ninth-grade upper masters had gone to the Chu Mansion. He believed that the next scene should be a bloodbath, after all, there were only four ninth-grade upper masters, Chu Pingsheng, Haitang Duoduo, Yan Xiaoyi and Bai Yuan, on the opposite side, with an average of three against one. This battle could not be lost. However, judging from the fighting power displayed by Jiu Yueba just now, the fact that the Sword Guards were leading the way to the Chu Mansion to fight Yun Zhilan, and combined with the report from Deng Ziyue, it was obvious that Chu Pingsheng was luring the enemy deep into the territory and then closing the door to fight the dog.

Step, step, step, step...

At this time, footsteps were heard from the east corner of the street.

Yan Ruohai tilted his head and saw a group of people walking towards him from a place where the light of the lamp could not reach. They were wearing black clothes and covering their mouths and noses. As they got closer, he could see that their clothes, boots, swords... were covered in blood. Every step they took left drops and patches of bright red on the ground.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight…

He roughly counted them and found there were about twenty of them, which was basically consistent with the number of swordsmen reported by the Black Knight Captain.

I originally thought that "September 8th" and the sword guard in the rear and the ten sword guards who were killed in the hospital were part of the twenty swordsmen who hunted the Black Knights. Now it seems that this is not the case. There are probably more than fifty sword guards.

What does it mean to have fifty ninth-grade masters?
Even Si Gu Jian, the ninth-grade manufacturing machine, can't compare to him!
ah... ah...

Scattered screams were heard from within the Overwatch Council, indicating that the killing was nearing its end.

Xiao En said, "Chen Pingping, do you think I talked too much today? We are old friends, so we should chat more when we meet. Of course, I know you are waiting, you are waiting for the Tiger Guards to come and rescue you. So after seeing them, do you still think that the more than 90 Tiger Guards in Fuzheng Street can rescue you?"

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "Actually, I'm waiting too."

Chen Pingping asked: "What are you waiting for?"

"coming."

As they said "coming", six people walked out from the north corner on the west side. The one in front was Yan Bingyun, followed by a masked swordsman in black who put a knife on the shoulder of the former.

"I actually don't understand why Chu Pingsheng wanted me to spare this man's life. To be honest... I really want to chop off his head. If it weren't for him, my adopted son wouldn't have lost the war with Nanqing."

Chen Pingping said expressionlessly: "If I were you, I would kill him."

"It's a pity you're not me."

"The great Demon King of Northern Wei actually has a day when he is willing to be a dog for others."

"Each each other."

Sean didn't get angry at his taunting.

"Father? Dean?" Yan Bingyun's expression changed drastically when he saw the scene at the gate of the Supervisory Council. He originally thought that the masked man captured him to use him as a hostage, but he didn't expect... Sean had already led people to surround the Supervisory Council. Judging from the corpses on the ground, it seemed that Chen Pingping and his father had been defeated completely.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

As if to "welcome" him back, a row of dark shadows appeared on the wall of the Supervisory Council.

A masked man walks up behind Sean.

"Except for Xuan Jiu, the head of the Eighth Department, who took his men to hide in the dungeon of the Overwatch Council, where there are many traps that are difficult to clear at once, everyone else was killed."

"Since they like hiding underground so much, then... let's use it as a grave for them and blow it up."

"Yes."

The masked man took the order and left without any hesitation.

Yan Ruohai said: "You are so cruel."

Sean said calmly, "When your people from the Overwatch Council killed my entire family, you didn't think it was excessive, did you?"

Chen Pingping did not argue with him about whether all the people in the Supervisory Council should die. He said coldly, "I want to know how you hid these people in Kyoto City."

It would be very difficult for fifty or sixty swordsmen, even if they were all ninth-rank masters, to sneak into the city silently under the nose of the Inspectorate.

(End of this chapter)