After exterminating the group of assassins, Zhang Liao and Gao Shun led the soldiers of Yulin and Huben back to the barracks, while Liu Wei continued to march along the street surrounded by Deng Zhan and a group of dragoons.

The people of the city have always had a deep fear of the Luoyang army, and there was only a fight on the street just now, and no one in the city dared to leave the house half a step.

Because of this, the streets are a little quieter than before. On the long and narrow bluestone road, except for the small whirlwind flying by Xuan'er, there is no other activity.

A dozen healthy horses trotted along the street, and the sound of horses' hooves echoed through the street, adding a thicker silence to the quiet street.

"General Deng, you said there would be assassins?" After walking through two streets, Liu Wei suddenly turned his head and grinned at Deng Zhan on the side, and asked him

Deng Zhan, who was riding a horse and walking behind Liu Wei's side, did not answer, he frowned tightly, and looked at the houses on both sides with a pair of eyes full of vigilance.

If Liu Wei had asked him this earlier, he would have answered Liu Wei without hesitation, and the assassins had already been eliminated.

But walking on this street, Deng Zhan has no bottom in his heart.

After being purged by the dragoons, the people had already taken refuge in their homes, and the tranquility on the streets was not strange, but what made Deng Zhan feel faintly uneasy was a stronger killing intent than when the previous group of assassins appeared.

The sense of oppression brought by this killing intent was far stronger than that of the assassins just now.

"What's wrong!" Turning his head to look at Deng Zhan, who was only looking at the houses on both sides and did not reply, Liu Wei pulled a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, lowered his voice and asked him, "But what's wrong?"

"Your Highness, be careful!" Before Liu Bian's words fell, Deng Zhan shouted, jumped out of the horse, hugged Liu Bian, and threw him off the mount.

The serious injury had not healed, and Deng Zhan's movements were excessively violent, tearing open his wound with the pulling force when Liu Ban threw himself off the war horse, and his mouth was cold in pain.

was pounced on by Deng Zhan from the horse, and Liu Wei's back hit the bluestone on the ground hard. The hard bluestone clung to his spine, making Liu Wei feel like his internal organs were about to be scattered.

As soon as Liu Wei was thrown to the ground by Deng Zhan, the fast horse he was riding just now let out a miserable neigh, and his body fell to the ground with a crooked body.

fell to the ground, Liu Wei looked at the war horse that fell to the ground in amazement, and saw that an arrow had pierced the horse's neck impartially.

When Deng Zhan threw him off the war horse, the body of the war horse twisted slightly, if Liu Wei hadn't fallen off the horse, I am afraid that it would not be the horse that fell to the ground with an arrow at this time, but him!

Several dragoon guards who followed Liu Bi and Deng Zhan had already jumped off their horses when Deng Zhan jumped out, and they drew their long swords one after another, quickly surrounding Deng Zhan and Liu Bi, and their eyes stared vigilantly in the direction where the arrow was flying away.

As soon as a group of dragoons surrounded Liu Wei and Deng Zhan, a person appeared on the roof of the side where the arrow was missed.

The man was in his forties, with a long black hair on his chin.

Although his age is not small, his skin is very fair, except for a few deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, which will still give people the feeling of being suave and young.

"It's really you!" Deng Zhan, who endured the pain of the wound tearing, stood up tremblingly, looked at the person standing on the roof, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said in a cold tone: "When I saw the Great Wall that day, it has been several years in the blink of an eye, I don't want you to be an assassin!"

"The Great Wall ......" stood on the roof, it was the old beautiful man who lived with Liu Er, Deng Zhan mentioned the Great Wall, the old beautiful man twitched the corners of his mouth, showed a sneering smile, and said to Deng Zhan: "The general is now rich and glorious, but he still remembers that day, and it is not in vain that my brother has a lot of praise for the general!"

The old beautiful man's words were very polite, but Deng Zhan heard a little sarcasm from them.

However, Deng Zhan was not ashamed of this, but smiled slightly, and said to the old beautiful man: "The battle with the emperor that day was the most painful battle in this life, how can you forget it?"

Speaking of this, the corners of Deng Zhan's mouth also pulled up a faint smile, and then said to the old beautiful man: "Although I lost at the hands of the emperor that day, I am afraid that with your ability, you will not be able to do so!" I don't know what your intention is to block the road today? ”

"You can try!" Standing straight on the roof, the old beautiful man reached out and pulled out the long sword from his waist, stared at Deng Zhan, and burst out of his lips.

More than a dozen dragoon guards surrounded Deng Zhan and Liu Biantuan in the middle, each holding a long sword, staring nervously at the old beautiful man.

The old beautiful man obviously didn't look at the more than ten dragoons in his eyes, his eyes always stayed on Deng Zhan's body, and he didn't even glance at the more than ten dragoons.

"Protect Your Highness!" Looking at the old beautiful man, Deng Zhan furrowed his brows, shouted to the more than ten dragoon guards, and strode towards the circle formed by the dragoons.

"General Deng!" As soon as Deng Zhan raised his foot, he took a step, and Liu Yan, who had already stood up, jumped behind him, grabbed him, and said to him: "The general is injured. ”

"Your Highness!" Pulled by Liu Bian, Deng Zhan looked back at Liu Bian, lowered his voice and said: "This person is Wang Yue's entourage, although the last general doesn't know how his swordsmanship is, and more than ten dragoon guards are not his opponents, I'm afraid there are only ...... last generals at the moment."

"General Deng is good at swordsmanship, how can he also be this little daughter?" Deng Zhan was talking to Liu Zhan, and the old beautiful man standing on the roof had a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a very strange tone: "Could it be that if you become a general, you will not be able to spare your life?" ”

Listening to the old beautiful man's words, Deng Zhan's eyes narrowed slightly, a touch of murderous intent flashed in his eyes in an instant, he turned his head and glared at him, stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword from his waist, regardless of Liu Yan's obstruction, and strode towards the old beautiful man.

Deng Zhan had just walked out only three or four steps, and Liu Bian suddenly heard the sound of tiles being stepped on from the roof behind him, and hurriedly turned his head to look behind him.

The more than ten dragoon guards surrounding Liu Wei also heard the sound and hurriedly turned around.

What appeared in front of them were five or six men dressed in dark clothes like the killers who had been killed before, but these five or six men looked stronger than the dozen or so men who had been killed.

The strong man who led this group of men, born as stocky as an iron tower, stood on the roof, he looked down at Liu Yan, who was surrounded by more than a dozen dragoon guards, raised his hand, and swung forward.

As soon as this man's arm was waved, the five or six black-clothed men who were standing on the roof with him jumped off the roof and rushed up towards Liu Bian and the others.

"Protect Your Highness!" At the same time as the men jumped off the roof, the dragoon guard officer who was blocking Liu Yan shouted, holding a long sword, and put on a defensive posture with the dragoon guard beside him.

The more than ten men who jumped off the wall were obviously well-trained assassins, and their movements were faster than the group of people that Liu Bian and the others had met before, but in an instant, they rushed to Liu Bian and the others.

"Kill!" The assassins did not dare to make a sound, for fear of provoking more dragoons, but the dragoons ignored them, and they even hoped to make a louder shout, attracting the nearby Tongze, and when the men rushed to a place only two or three steps away from them, more than a dozen people let out a cry in unison and rushed towards the men.

Five or six black-clothed assassins collided with more than a dozen dragoon guards, and the two sides were evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

Deng Zhan had also fought with the old beautiful man who jumped off the roof at this time, if it was a normal day, the old beautiful man could not be Deng Zhan's opponent at all, but now Deng Zhan was injured, and the sword moves were not as smooth as before.

Standing on the street, staring at the man in black who had not yet jumped off the roof, Liu Wei slowly pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and put on a defensive posture.

The man in black on the roof also pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, but he did not jump off the roof immediately, but looked at Liu Yan, as if waiting for something.

From the physique and bearing of the man in black, Liu Bian could see that he was not an ordinary assassin, and he must also be a skilled swordsman.

More than a dozen dragoons fought with the five or six black-clothed assassins, constantly shouting, and each time they shouted, the black-clothed assassins fighting with them became more nervous, and the attack launched became more and more powerful.

But the nervousness of the black-clothed assassin did not indicate that the shouts of the dragoons would not attract the dragoons on the nearby streets, and soon, several teams of dragoons who were nearby heard the sound of fighting and quickly ran towards the street, and two of them had already appeared on the corner.

The nearby dragoon guards were getting closer and closer, and the more than a dozen dragoon guards who were fighting with the black-clothed assassins saw that Tong Ze was coming, and they were also more and more courageous, and those few assassins with superb swordsmanship were forced to retreat for a while.

Looking at the black-clothed man on the roof, Liu Bian's hand holding the hilt of the sword pressed tighter again, but the person on the roof still didn't move, he still pressed one hand on the hilt of the sword, frowned slightly, and stared at Liu Bian outside the battle group.

The actions of the man in black made Liu Bian feel very puzzled, and just when Liu Bian was full of wonder and confronted the man in black, a coquettish voice suddenly came from the side.

As soon as the coquettish voice reached Liu Yan's ears, Deng Zhan, who was fighting with the old beautiful man, shouted: "Your Highness, be careful!" ”

Deng Zhan's shout reached Liu Zhan's ears, after all, it was still too late, and at the moment when Liu Zhan drew his long sword and slashed to the side, an arm was already wrapped around his waist.

What made Liu Bian feel depressed was that the arm that hugged his waist seemed to be soft and boneless, and it was very comfortable to hook his waist, but that arm had a very strong strength, just a light clamp, and his body of more than 100 catties was clamped.

Caught by the man, Liu Bian just reacted that he was being held hostage, and the man who was holding him jumped on the horse's back, clamped his legs towards the horse's belly, carried him, and jumped out of the street towards the end of the street.

Lying on horseback, Liu clearly heard the panicked shouts of Deng Zhan and a group of dragoon guards behind him.

The horse spread its hooves and galloped wildly on the street, and the shouts of Deng Zhan and others became farther and farther away from Liu Yan.