Powerful Song Dynasty

Chapter 1152 The Change of Mid-Autumn Festival 3
How could Wu Simou Ling not understand that the most urgent task is to break through the encirclement, he resolutely said: "Don't say too much, let's fight out separately, don't love to fight."

Looking through the crack of the door, I saw that the street outside was full of officials holding torches, envoys from the Machine Speed ​​Division, and arresting envoys from the Ministry of Punishment. , It is simply a net of heaven and earth.

Wusi Moling couldn't help but smiled wryly, and said dejectedly: "There are too many people in the jurisdiction, I'm afraid it will be difficult to break through, and my people will attract them later, you kill yourself."

The brows in the jurisdiction are slightly frowned. There are more than ten envoys in the area, plus more than ten dead soldiers, how can they be opponents from outsiders. Seeing that they have a good way of forming troops, it may be more or less ominous. He is not afraid. Ben went south with the determination to die, but regretted that the mission hadn't even started, so he was stuffed by others, forced a smile, and said: "Wusimou Mausoleum, it is fate to die together."

Wu Simouling grinned, he didn't need to express his affection with words, he had already decided to fulfill his jurisdiction and never let his brother fall into the enemy's hands.

"My lord, how could the secret of our visit be leaked."

"It must be a spy from within. If you want to know which thief is the bird, I will peel him off."

"Okay, let's escape first."

Don't mention the cruel words of those middlemen, but it seems that the ones are Zhou Wen and Jian Yong.

"How about it? It's a big fish. It's stuck in the middle, haha." Jian Yong smiled complacently, especially when facing Zhou Wen, he was even more elated. You are not very good at arresting and arresting, and this time you were finally suppressed by the speeding officer. one head.

Zhou Wen smacked his lips, he really made the right choice, he didn't expect Jian Yong to have a way to surround a stronghold, he couldn't help but happily said: "Where is the news?"

Jian Yong rolled his eyes, can I tell you this!Don't you know the rules?He couldn't help but smiled strangely and said, "Letting you take a share of the pie means that brotherhood is deep, and you still want to grab my rice pot?"

Zhou Wen recalled that the most taboo of colleagues is to inquire about news. There are certain procedures for the two yamen to communicate with each other. hateful.

He chuckled, and said in a low voice: "If it's Wusimou Mausoleum, brother will treat you to a drink."

"Oh, my brother is too stingy. I feel sorry for Wusimou Mausoleum, and he is only worth a pot of wine. Well, if you want to invite him, you have to be on the top floor of Fengle Building." Jian Yong laughed, and his people were there A few days ago, he secretly controlled an official by penetrating the secret line inside the captives. He was still a very high-ranking official, so he was really shocked.

If Chen Jiu is still alive, or if Wusimou Mausoleum sees it, he will be shocked. It is the official back then, who is now the deputy chief of the Privy Council, and is about to get in touch with the Privy Council. The guy was scared to death.

I didn't expect that the Jurchens would grow so big, and the middlemen had been trained to the most core yamen, and they gradually took up the official positions of decision-making and implementation. If they were not discovered, the loss to the court would be self-evident.

Wang Xiu asked for secret control, not to startle the enemy, so as to dig out bigger envoys. As expected, it was initially determined to be Wusimou Mausoleum, and there are important envoys from the north, which is really exciting!

"Ready to kill in?"

"Wait a little longer, and see how long it takes to help the thief." Jian Yong disagreed, and he had time to play slowly.

"I'm afraid that the Imperial City Division and the Jiangning Mansion will get the news." Zhou Wen said leisurely, it is true that there is plenty of time, and there are too many people who want to share the fruit.

"Oh." Jian Yong rolled his eyes, yes!This is no different from that on the battlefield. Fighting against the wind is the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, and all ministries are fighting for success.If the Imperial City Secretary or the Jiangning Mansion really found out, maybe they would gather here. There are more wolves and less meat, and it will be difficult to handle at that time. Zhou Wen is very good at it, and he is really experienced in thinking about problems.

Just as he was hesitating, he didn't expect the gate to open, and more than twenty people rushed out with knives. Before the arresting envoys had time to react, they were knocked down by the steel knives. the distance of the enemy.

"Shoot them for me." After all, Jian Yong was a general, and he reacted quickly. He immediately called out the crossbowmen to shoot. Marching and fighting are not melee combat. It should be said that melee combat is the last step, and the key is to rely on arrows.

The arresting envoys from the Ministry of Punishment and the envoys from the Speed ​​Division were all well-known experts. They immediately stabilized their positions and quickly distanced themselves from each other. The few people in front frustrated the other party's morale, so they began to surround and strangle them.

The street at the entrance is not wide, and it is impossible to accommodate hundreds of people to fight. The two sides have almost the same manpower, but the arrest department and the speed department are supported by magic arms and bows. There is almost no suspense about the outcome. To die tragically by a steel knife is to die by a crossbow arrow.

The dead soldiers were almost all casualties, and those envoys also joined the battle, but they couldn't rush out, and the battle gradually retreated into the courtyard.

The jurisdiction is like a wounded lion, waving the steel knife in his hand, rushing from left to right in the crowd, desperately rushing to kill.

At this moment, he no longer had any illusions, let alone any hope of being able to rush out. He only wanted to kill one more person before he was killed.

However, he has been away from the battlefield for many years, his strength is gradually exhausted, his body has already been cut twice, his consciousness is constantly blurred, when he wields the steel knife, he has been thinking wildly in his mind, and various thoughts are flashing through his mind.

There was a thumping sound from the back, it was the dull sound of the back of the knife being hit hard, followed by the churning of the internal organs, and a sweet stream of blood spurted out of his throat, when he was struck by a pair of powerful hands, abruptly Crushed to the ground.

There was a blur in front of him, his whole body was falling apart, he could only try his best to stretch his neck and look forward, vaguely seeing the figure of Wusmou Mausoleum, swaying in the crowd of envoys who were arresting him, he wanted to shout but was unable to make a sound, Wusmou Can Ling escape the siege, is he going to die?

With the support of the God Arm Bow, the massacre was almost one-sided. Those middle-aged people were slaughtered mercilessly. At least three or five people were captured alive, but one person broke through.

Wusmou Ling saw the opportunity and showed his tenacity. He would never rescue Juli. It would be meaningless to do so, and it would extinguish the last hope.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he jumped onto the roof, wounded two crossbowmen, grabbed a god arm bow and a few crossbow arrows and fled.

Jian Yong was very annoyed, and shouted sharply: "Hurry up and chase me."

The arrest envoys and speed envoys suffered more than [-] casualties. Everyone took a deep breath and started tracking them immediately.

(End of this chapter)