Chapter 768: Kill Zhuge Liancheng

In winter, the days are shorter, and two hours after the thousand-person team of the Chu River came to the post station, it was already dark.

In the distance, above the wilderness, there was still a white expanse with no edge in sight, and not even a single person was seen.

Merchants who travel between Bingzhou and Jizhou rarely walk on this road during this season.

Most business travelers are accustomed to passing through Huguan, where the air is warmer and there is less snow on the roads.

Shiyi post station in winter is rarely crowded, so the waiters in the station have also been reduced by thirty percent, and now including the post station, the staff of the post station is only twelve.

Fortunately, among the people brought by Chu He, there are also people who know how to cook, otherwise these people would all be hungry.

At night, Chu He went to bed early, and Guo Jia was still in the room, thinking about a question.

Smack!

Suddenly, when Guo Jia got up to stretch his body, a black shadow shot through the doors and windows and fell under his feet.

"Who?"

Guo Jia frowned, bent down to pick up the things on the ground, quickly came to the door and window, and pushed the two windows open, but saw the heavy snow fluttering on the cold night, a ball of light and fire flashing in the distance, and there were no figures around.

"Danger!"

Guo Jia let go of his palm, came to the lamp and picked up the stone in his hand, but saw that there were two words engraved on it, and there was a slight mark on one side of the word.

This sigil is a ghost head with a dagger tattooed on it, the mark of the shadow dead of the Seven Killing Battalion, who usually lurk in the hostile shili to obtain information from the enemy to their advantage.

"Is it the light ahead?"

Guo Jia's heart sank, looking at the lights getting closer and closer in the distance, his body moved, and he quickly left the room and walked towards Chu He's room.

Since the Chu River entered Bingzhou, they have stayed at the post station all the way, and each time, the Chu River has let the guards go to rest, and they have never let people guard outside.

Now that the system of Jizhou is perfect, and the people in the Seven Killing Battalions are supervising, Chu He is not worried that someone will assassinate him at all.

In the past, Guo Jia always secretly asked people to guard, and after a long time, but when he felt fine, Guo Jia relaxed.

He thought that he was about to reach Changshan, and he was already much safer, but he didn't expect that danger still came.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a knock on Chu He's door, which made Chu He wake up slightly, and hurriedly started and opened the door: "Fengxiao, what's wrong?" ”

"Look, lord!"

Guo Jia flashed into Chu He's room and watched Chu He secretly send the stone that reminded him to Chu He's hands.

Chu He looked at it before getting the light, couldn't help but move, and said in surprise: "What a gut, I chose this time to make a move!" …… Fengxiao, you go and arrange it, let Le Jin and Zhang Fei be careful, and see if there are any ghosts in this station! ”

"No!"

Guo Jia hurriedly took the order, quietly exited Chu He's room, and walked towards the room where Zhang Feile was sleeping opposite.

The whole corridor was empty, and apart from the lights at the door, all that was left of the inn was the campfire of the guards in the stables.

Of the thousands of people brought by the Chu River, not all of them lived in the rooms of the post station, and some lived in the woodhouse stables to guard the war horses and materials.

When Chu He came to the window and looked outside, he saw a team of fires outside, and saw a team of people wearing Changshan Road patrol clothes parked outside the post station, leading horses into the middle.

The snowplowing tools they brought were all placed outside.

On the white wilderness, a dark road was cleared by them, but it was soon covered by the heavy snow of the night.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm really sorry, we're full of people here! If you don't dislike it, stay in the hall for the night! ”

Yi Cheng walked out of the post station quickly, and said with a smile at a handsome person walking in front of him.

Then the lights at the entrance of the post station, Chu He vaguely saw a familiar face: "Zhuge Liancheng? ”

"Hmmm! Take my people to the storehouse owner for one night, and the brothers go with me to the hall to warm up! ”

Zhuge Liancheng nodded slightly, took something in Yicheng's hand, and strode towards the inside.

Their small movements were originally extremely hidden, but this angle of Chu He was located at a high place, and there was nothing to cover their vision, so Chu He saw their movements clearly.

Squeak!

The window was quietly closed, Chu He returned to the window, only to hear a slight footsteps outside, after quieting, Chu He found that these people who entered the post station were quietly sneaking towards the place where the soldiers lived.

They move with great lightness and make very little movement.

Fortunately, Chu He and they were warned in advance and prepared, otherwise most of their more than 1,000 people would have been buried here.

But I saw that the soldiers in the stables of the surrounding warehouses were carefully preparing.

In the post station, Zhuge Liancheng was already walking upstairs under the leadership of Yi Cheng, and was about to arrive at Chu He's room.

Their people were divided into more than a dozen groups, each group of five or six people, these five or six people corresponded to a room, and everyone began to mask their faces, waiting for Zhuge Liancheng's order, they entered the room together, and cut everyone inside.

Poof! Poof!

Outside the post station, the dead soldiers who were entering the warehouse to fight had just stepped in, and they were killed by the soldiers waiting inside, these soldiers were all soldiers of a hundred battles, and they were extremely careful in killing people, and they did not make any movements at all.

Almost in a breath, more than thirty dead soldiers died under the swords of the Chu River soldiers.

Immediately afterwards, most of the soldiers began to pour out from the storehouse and various places outside, quietly surrounding the entire post station.

And in a room at the post station, Guo Jia had already led people to gather the other Xiao Si of the post station.

"Kill!"

Outside the door, Zhuge Liancheng looked at everyone, a coldness flashed in his eyes, he opened his mouth to say a word, and quietly opened the door of Chu He.

Suddenly, four or five people rushed in, and they looked at the puffed quilt on the bed, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.

Burst! Burst!

A chaotic knife chopped down, only to see the cotton wool flying, but not to see the blood splashing.

Seeing this, Zhuge Liancheng frowned, looked around, and then looked at the window that opened a gap, and couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "The wind is tight!" ”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Just as Zhuge Liancheng turned to leave, a cold light flew down from the roof, shooting straight towards Zhuge Liancheng.

Zhuge Liancheng only felt the cold light flying, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously saw a counterattack.

Burst!

It's just that after three moves, the cold light flew directly into his chest.

"Chu River!"

All this happened in an instant, and as soon as everyone in the room turned around, they saw Chu He flying down from the roof, piercing Zhuge Liancheng's chest in the blink of an eye.

Even Zhuge Liancheng only saw the attackers in front of him clearly after the cold light pierced his heart.