The General's Mansion is the original Hedong Marshal's Mansion. It covers an area of ​​fifty-two acres, with dozens of pavilions and twenty or thirty buildings. According to Zhu Biao's rank, this mansion should be upgraded. Zhu Biao doesn't care.

This is just a renovation of the entrance hall, and the rest remains the same.

But even so, the General's Mansion also occupies three-quarters of the street where it is located, because the General's Mansion is not in the center of the county, where is the location of the County Sheriff's Mansion. Moreover, traffic is blocked at sunset as usual. Even if it is

During the day, few people would take this road, and would rather go further and take the back street. In the era of officialdom, officials loved the people no matter how much they loved them, and the officials and the people were also two different classes.

The sky is clear, the sun is blazing, and the town of Hedong is bustling. After a year of recuperation and without experiencing the disasters in Hexi, the city of Hedong is already half as good as it was in its heyday.

Six gates, half of the masters from Tingwei Mansion who came to Hedong stayed in the General Mansion, a total of forty-three. The remaining fifty people in the camp were Zhu Qiangyi, Zhu Shan, Zhu Dahai, Zhu Changrong, Zhou Yunfei and other direct descendants of the Zhu family, together with Song Yingzhu,

Yuantong, Zhu Cai'er, plus Shi Huixin among the seventeen others, and finally the five hundred private soldiers trained by Uncle Hong.

Not including the maids and servants in the mansion, but the combat power, the total number of men and horses exceeds 600 people. If it is in the dark, the combat power of the private soldiers of the Zhu family will be very weak, but in the daytime, it is the innate master.

You can't break in either.

Although Zhu Biao knew that he was suspected of being tricked when he led the team out of the city, he was confident in his power to stay in the house. It was a tyrannical force——

Outside the gate of the General's Mansion is a wide land thirty paces wide. It is a rare bright place in the city, set off against the tall gate, and suddenly reveals the more majestic momentum and strength of the General's Mansion. Sixteen private soldiers were divided into left and right,

Sliding down from the seven-step stone platform, there are two strong men on the left and right of the gate, a total of twenty people. Their swords and armor are bright and majestic.

The real porters guard the left and right small gates, and there are thirty soldiers carrying knives and guns behind the left and right porters in the courtyard. The strength of the entire courtyard is as many as one team.

There are horse stakes and places to park vehicles on the left and right sides of the gate. If it is a family member, the carriages and horses will be brought in from the corner gate of the backyard. The carriages will go into the warehouse and the horses into the stables. A battalion of drinking water and feed will be provided. There is also a private soldier at each corner gate.

guard.

The guards at the main gate had just changed their shift. At the east street entrance, Shi Shiran, a big man wearing an azure single robe and a green handkerchief covering his head and eyebrows, walked straight towards the gate.

The private soldiers guarding the door were shocked. This man didn't even look like an official. Why did he come to the gate of the General's Mansion?

Because of the recent series of fights, the private soldiers were very vigilant. Two spears pointed at him quickly, and the private soldier on the right shouted: "Stop! What are you doing?"

A nameplate slipped out of the visitor's sleeve, and he stood in front of the spear with a smile: "I am in the mansion of Xia Tingwei. In the name of Lu Zu, I am looking for Master Mangtoutuo Faben, the golden eagle warrior, to tell you something."

"Hey! Are you looking for Master Faben? Why don't you go through the corner door?"

"Going through the corner door? What a joke." The big man said with a straight face and louder voice: "I was ordered by Lu Zu. Why don't you enter the main entrance?"

"you……"

The private soldier who asked the question was furious. He said Jiaomen with good intentions, because Monk Farben's residence was closest to Jiaomen. This man was just ungrateful, but he actually said it. Then he stared angrily——

But the expression on the face behind him has changed drastically. Jiaomen. Jiaomen, if this man is really from Tingwei Mansion, how could he not know that it is more convenient to meet Monk Faben at the northwest Jiaomen? Face, Tingwei Mansion is not about face at all.

Yamen. Those among them have never seen anyone who really cares about face. It is normal to come and go, leaving the door open. Climb over the wall and go beyond.

This man is deceitful!

"This person is cheating, catch him quickly..."

But it was too late. The big man's reaction speed was much faster than that of the two private soldiers. When he saw that he had missed the trap, he didn't know where the trap was, but he didn't waste any time and struck first. His right hand turned over like lightning.

Go up, strike with two fingers, and hit a person's fatal point.

At the same time, his left hand "turned the clouds at the bottom of his wrist" and grabbed the wrist of another person. When he strode forward, he touched the heart of the private soldier with his left palm, and another person's life was lost.

The silhouette of the figure flew up, and the shadow of the palm followed the air. The fourteen elite private soldiers outside the gate, before they were arranged into a military formation, one of them received a palm, six died on the spot and eight vomited blood.

Thirty private soldiers in the concierge swooped out after hearing the commotion. At the same time, four private soldiers standing in the courtyard waved their swords and guns to stop the intruders.

The big man struck out with two palms, and the four people flew away and fell.

"Bang!"

He slapped the plaque on the door, and the plaque immediately shattered into pieces.

The door opened wide, and the fifth person who rushed out was not a private soldier, but the concierge.

The big man jumped up and bullied him. The steward struck down with his palm, but he couldn't move the big man at all. His left arm was easily held firmly by the big man.

The steward's eyes flashed with light. He struggled to free himself with his left hand, and suddenly cut out his right palm with great speed and power. He was not a mediocre hand. However, his strength was far inferior to that of the previous one. He pointed lightly.

, the steward's right arm suddenly drooped, and his face turned pale.

He was Han Gang and Han Meng's friend in the rivers and lakes. He was clever and had good eyesight. He was placed in the position of concierge and was very competent at his job. However, his own strength was only considered to be a good hand.

There is a screen wall inside the gate, blocking the line of sight, so the scene inside cannot be seen outside the door. Turning around the screen wall, there is a large courtyard covering an extremely large area, with a brick paved path more than ten feet wide, leading directly to the hall in front of you. It is magnificent.

The architecture is majestic and majestic, not diminished by the peeling paint, with painted pavilions and flying eaves, carved dragons and phoenixes, surrounded by columns, and huge buildings with wingspans.

While looking around, ten sharp arrows flew towards them. The crossbowmen lurking there came from the eaves of the corridor. Although they were private soldiers, they were no less than the elites in the army. At the end of the diameter, the layout of the hall was clear and quaint.

It's not luxurious, and it certainly doesn't look like a Jianghu gang.

Thirty private soldiers, together with the guards in the courtyard, rushed towards him like a surge of water.

The Han Dynasty was very skilled in martial arts, but he could not handle such a battle alone. He thought for a moment, stepped back from the steps, exerted all his strength with both hands, and struck at a pillar in the courtyard.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, the pillars shook and the beams collapsed, and tiles and broken wood fell like rain. According to this situation, it didn't take three palms to shake the whole courtyard.

At this very moment——

A cold and harsh voice came from the hall:

"Desperate guest, you broke into the general's mansion without permission. You deserve to die!"

The big man groaned coldly and laughed: "It's just a small country in the corner, a bullshit general's mansion!"

A figure appeared faintly. It was one of the golden eagle warriors in Tingwei's mansion. His face was as white as jade, and he was extremely ferocious at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, countless figures appeared from all directions, surrounding the big man in the core, with weapons and weapons clasped in each of their hands.

Each one of these people spitting foam could easily kill Juemingke to pieces. At this moment, dozens of figures jumped from up and down the courtyard and entered the house. "Come in--" Taoist Huanglong shouted. They

What these people fear most is not the masters in the general's mansion, but the crossbows in the general's mansion.

As long as they break in, half of the crossbows in the General's Mansion will be useless.

"Just do it!"

Amidst the loud shouts, Mang Toutuo struck out a palm at the crowd. The two palm winds on the left and right merged into a huge current, which could shake the mountains.

At the same time, the sharp wind was harsh, and countless hidden weapons and crossbows were fired at the incoming people like dense rain.

The momentum was so astonishing, the wind was so fast and powerful. For an ordinary soldier, he would have suffered heavy casualties, but no one with arrows, crossbows or hidden weapons could hit a target well.

Mangtoutuo had too much experience in fighting in the rivers and lakes. He took the opportunity to "spin into the air" and his body was lifted up in the air, reaching a height of four feet. Countless sword blades passed by the soles of his feet, and the entire body was four feet high.

The space below is like a swarm of locusts passing by, without any gaps.

The pan was empty, and it shot towards the door like an arrow, and fell directly towards a pair of brothers.

The pair of brothers, Huo Di, bounced left and right. Before Mang Tutuo's figure could be fully stabilized, they each launched a move. With each other fighting to the death, the force of their attacks was like thunder and lightning.

However, Mang Toutuo ignored the vicious move of the man on his left, arched his back to receive the palm, and rushed towards the man on his right.

Miserable screams and groans arose, shocking the entire audience.

The man's brains were split and his body was lying on the ground.

Mang Toutuo received a slap in the heart and rushed forward five or six steps, while two streams of blood flowed down from the corners of his mouth.

"kill--"

"kill--"

A big fight broke out again.

On one side are the people in the General's Mansion, who absolutely do not want to see the General's Mansion destroyed; on the other side are the desperate gangsters who have been secretly organized by Lu Liang. Everyone knows that this is their last chance.

In Tingwei Mansion, all the masters from the six gates rushed down, including Zhou Yunfei, Qian Bao, Zhao Fei, Shi Huixin and others. Private soldiers wearing heavy armor, holding spears, swords, iron bars and giant axes were all in the dark.

Gather around.

During the Beiping Rebellion, the Nangong family organized so many martial arts masters to attack and kill the Huben Camp, but they were all killed by the Huben Camp's sergeants with heavy armor and long soldiers. It will be the same today in the General's Mansion.

The private soldiers were in small groups, risking their lives and raising their troops straight to the vests of the martial arts masters to greet them. Even if they were killed by a flip of the hand, this restraint would be enough for the masters on the opposite side to benefit from it.

Taoist Huanglong was anxious. He and others were really delayed in the General's Mansion. The soldiers and horses of Hedong County would soon surround him and block the way.

"Fight in and capture the thief's relatives——"

Taoist Huanglong looked at the four men in black who were hiding their faces. These four men in black were the top experts among their group, and Taoist Huanglong himself was not the opponent of any of them.

On the front desk of the lobby, Zhu Cai'er stands at the front, Yuantong and Song Yingzhu are on the left and right. Behind them are Zhu Qiangyi, Zhu Lei, Zhu Shan, Zhu Dahai and Zhu Changrong.

Not counting Yuantong, Zhu Cai'er, Song Yingzhu and Zhu Qiangyi, the five of them can just form a Zhenwu Seven-Intercept Formation. With this big formation, Song Yingzhu's current strength and Zhu Cai'er have already crossed the 80 threshold.

With his skill, even the innate master can withstand it in person.

"court death--"

Yuantong let out a loud roar and shot away. He used his palms to slash out with a lifetime of skill!

There are actually two people under his control, one is Shi Huixin, and the other is a member of the Demon Sect in Northern Xinjiang. He looks three-quarters human and seven-part ghost, with yellow hair all over his shoulders and back, and a scar from the left corner of his forehead.

It was drawn diagonally to the right side of the mouth, and there was only a deep groove and two holes left for the left eye and half of the nose. He was dark and lean, like a dried zombie. His one eye was shining with green light, which caught people's attention. He was wearing a black cloth shirt.

It is both wide and long, as if hanging on a bamboo pole.

But for such a person, Shi Huixin was defeated in succession, and the poison did not work, and she almost died in his hands.
To be continued...