403rd Attacked with Traitors

In the house lit by the fireplace, a one-eyed old Atlanta man was just sitting in front of the fireplace, holding his forehead with one hand and feeling the temperature of the faint flame in the fireplace with the other hand.

"Ready? Faradis? Feeling the light and steady footsteps of the young man, the old man gradually stood up and walked up to the young man, and asked softly in a loving tone after meeting his eyes.

"Yes, teacher, the disciple and the other senior brothers and disciples have all been prepared, and the personnel sent by the new emperor of Atlanta have also entered the designated position." The young man bowed slightly, and then said with a serious expression on his face: "But teacher, according to the information we have gathered, the tyrant who never sets the sun is wearing an extremely exquisite inner armor, can we really kill him with this pulley crossbow in our hands?" ”

"..........Actually, I have also discussed it privately with the new emperor, and we have come to the conclusion that we can only injure him in this operation, and it is impossible to shoot him." After the young Atlantan's question, the old Atlanta man was silent for a while before he spoke, replying in a tone of helplessness and extreme disappointment.

"What's .......... for that?"

"Because now it's not just the new emperor and many nobles who can't wait, but the entire Atlanta empire can't wait." The old man patted the young man on the shoulder: "The previous two aristocratic alliances have almost exhausted the property left to us by the old emperor and the old empire, and the passage of time has pushed the fiscal revenue of each region to the edge of deficit. Son, what do you think we can do to resist the invasion of these invaders after losing the hearts and minds of the people? So now we can only make a desperate bet, anyway, no matter what the outcome is, as long as we can seriously injure this tyrant who never sets, and with our people hiding in various cities to stir up all those ignorant Atlantan citizens, the army will lose nearly half of its combat effectiveness if the army is in turmoil and the rear is in turmoil, and then our Atlanta army will have a chance to counterattack. Let's go, boy, it's time for us to make the most of the Atlanta Empire, and the new Emperor's army is already waiting for us on the edge of the Philadelphia Territory. ”

"Yes teacher!" When the old man finished speaking, he removed a long dagger hanging on the wall and began to wipe the knowledge, the young man in front of him saluted, and then slowly left the house with the pulley crossbow in hand, since there were no other Atlantic assassins in the house except for these two people, no one noticed that when the young man left his cuff, a small folded note fell from his cuff, which happened to fall on the weedy pile by the doorway, and this note also disappeared forever on the weedy pile outside the door of the house after a black crow flew………….

Three hours later, when Sun Lin arrived in the central square of Atlantis City, accompanied by Yue'er and many guards, just when everyone did not react, an arrow with a cold light suddenly flew out of the crowd and hit Sun Lin's left chest. And the next moment, under the frightened gaze of the guards and the screams of Yue'er, the nightmare horse fell, and at the same time, a lot of cold light suddenly appeared in the crowded crowd before, and then, dozens of masked people with long daggers began to gallop towards Sun Lin.

Wails, screams, and roars resounded in the central square of Atlantis City at the same time, and the angry soldiers rushed out of a path in the chaotic crowd, escorting Sun Lin, who was hit by an arrow in the shoulder and the clothes on the left half of his body that had been soaked with blood, to the Atlantan Palace. The well-armed Sunset soldiers also reacted and rushed towards the attackers, and many Sunset Assassins armed with twin daggers gradually appeared around Sun Lin.

Although dozens of attackers were a little puzzled by the fact that these mysterious Sunset Assassins had not discovered anything, after realizing that it was impossible for them to get close to Sun Lin, they were very decisive in striking away from the soldiers in front of them, and even willingly accepted their blows, and then with their extremely ordinary faces, almost the same clothes as the panicked Atlantean citizens on their bodies and around them, they mixed into the crowd and scattered, including the young Atlanta and the old Atlantan who shot crossbow arrows at Sun Lin.

"Huhuhu.........." After running wildly for a while, the ordinary young Atlanta leaned in front of the outer wall of the house where he had talked to the old man he called his teacher, and the clothes on this young man's body were already a little messy, which seemed to be due to the crowd, and the pulley crossbow he was holding before was also discarded on the central square of Atlantis because of the need to escape.

"Teacher? Just as ..........the young man was relieved, he found his teacher slumped on the haystack in front of the house, gasping for air, and more importantly, he was pressing his right hand against a bleeding wound in his abdomen.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's just too old to be useful, and when I was on the run, I was accidentally cut by the long sword in the hand of the soldier who never set......... What are you still doing here, why don't you run away from the city, when the sun doesn't set, the soldiers will close the city gates, and you won't be able to save your life! ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ No, I'll have to get you some painkillers first. After thinking for a moment, the young man immediately rushed up to help him up, then carried the old man on his shoulders and kicked open the door of the house, leading the old man into the basement of this house, where all the previous Atlantic Assassins gathered.

"Xie ........." The old man's heart was slightly touched by his disciple's practice, but just as he said the first word of thanks, the young man suddenly threw the old man down the basement, and then locked the door to enter the basement, and at the same time, when the old man struggled to look at the ceiling, two mysterious men wearing black masks grabbed him and said: "Welcome to the torture room, the first guest of our two lovely loveliness." ”