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Dong Zhen was about to call him, but suddenly there was a gust of wind in his ear, and he was hit hard on his chest and thighs. His whole body suddenly leaned back, as if he was hit by some heavy object.

Dong Zhen quickly reached out to hold a tree next to him, and just stood there, then felt a numbness on his chest and thighs, and then he felt pain. The little official who led him was already scared and stammered and even said a complete sentence was unsuccessful: "Major General, you, you were shot."

Dong Zhen looked down and saw a crossbow arrow hit on his chest and thigh. The one on his chest did not penetrate the lung leaves due to the Mingguang armor on his body. The one on his thigh had been shot against each other. He was so seriously injured, but the wound was just numb and a vague pain. It was thought that it was a poisonous arrow that had quenched the aconitum, but I don’t know who dared to assassinate him in the palace of Prince Yue.

"Is it because my father believed the slander?" Dong Zhen suddenly had a terrifying thought, and this thought almost immediately defeated him. The little official next to him suddenly threw him to the ground. Several crossbow arrows rubbed over his head with a shrill roar. Four or five men in black dressed in armor jumped out of the bushes more than twenty steps away, covered with black veils, were throwing away the powerful crossbow that had been fired, and drew out the horizontal knife and rushed over.

"It's not from the father's sect, otherwise there wouldn't be so few people, and there wouldn't be masked." Dong Zhen immediately became energetic, pushed the stern official away, and shouted in a low voice: "Go and bring the reinforcements quickly, I can handle these people." While speaking, Dong Zhenbian stood up with the tree next to him, pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist, and prepared to fight with the assassins.

The one-eyed burly man rushed in front was a one-eyed man. He saw that Dong Zhen was unable to move in a arrow in his thigh, and he turned his head with his hands, exhaled and shouted loudly, and slashed at Dong Zhen's calf. Before the blade reached its body, the sound of wind stirred up the dust on the ground, which was extremely fierce. This move was extremely sinister. If an ordinary person took a step back and avoided it, but now Dong Zhen was unable to move, and he would rely on the support of the tree next to him. As long as he moved, he would be unable to stand firm. The assassins behind him were all veterans and would never miss such a good opportunity. If he waved his sword to block the attack, the attacks of the three-way route would be able to block unless he leaned over or lowered the center of gravity. Dong Zhen was injured in the thigh. These people were old soldiers who had been in battle for a long time. They cooperated very tacitly and must kill Dong Zhen quickly to avoid delaying changes.

Seeing that the assassin's blade was about to reach his body, Dong Zhen was as if an old monk had entered a state of meditation, he remained motionless. He gently stroked the wound on his chest with his left hand. The horizontal knife in his right hand was softly on the ground, blocking between the blade and his calves. The assassin had heard that Dong Zhen had made a name for himself for a long time. Although the knife in his hand looked fierce, he actually had three points of strength secretly. He was ready to withdraw the horizontal knife to protect him, jump to one side, and attacked him continuously by his companions behind him. He must kill Dong Zhen on the spot. Seeing this situation, he thought that Dong Zhen's wrist strength was strong and how to resist him with one hand. He also used twelve points of strength in his hand. He must break the knife that Dong Zhen resisted and cut it off together with his right leg, making a special effort.

At this time, Dong Zhen suddenly used force on his right wrist, and the horizontal knife in his palm was inserted into the soil. The assassin's entire body was already spent on this knife, and he was determined not to change. The two swords hit each other, and the sound shocked the audience. Although the assassin's sword was fierce, Dong Zhen's blade had already been inserted into the soil. The hilt of the other end was tightly held in his right hand, and it was broken. But the blade inserted into the ground was pushed several inches. Seeing this, the assassin retreated to draw the knife and save his life first. But he didn't know that when Dong Zhen pushed his arm, the horizontal knife in his hand was like a guillotine, pressing the assassin's weapon down to the ground like a bundle of straw.

If the assassin abandoned his sword and retreated at this time, he could still save his life. However, after a long battle formation, he had already become a conditioned reflex. Without waiting for his brain to think about it, his wrist was painful, so he had to instinctively grasp his weapon and squat down, and his body unconsciously approached Dong Zhen. Dong Zhen pulled out the crossbow arrow inserted in his chest with his left hand, and inserted it in the assassin's one eye with his backhand. The crossbow arrow penetrated into his brain and immediately understood the other party's life. The two sides fought very quickly, at this time,

The few people behind rushed up. The leader waved his knife to slash, but suddenly his eyes turned dark. It turned out that Dong Zhen had just killed the man, and his arms were clamoring and pushed the corpse towards him. The assassin could not dodge, so he had to push the corpse away and fight with Dong Zhen. Suddenly his chest cooled down, and a horizontal knife had penetrated into his chest. He wanted to struggle, but he had no strength and fell to the ground. It turned out that Dong Zhen, with the cover of the corpse, quickly stepped forward, stabbed the corpse through the armpit of the corpse, and directly understood the assassin.

The assassin who rushed up thought that Dong Zhen had been hit by two crossbow arrows and was severely injured. He came up to take his head to take it up just for him to take it. Unexpectedly, he lost both of them as soon as he fought. If the two arrows he had shot secretly in the bushes before, even Dong Zhen's oily skin was not broken. Recalling Dong Zhen's old reputation, he couldn't help but feel scared. Knowing that the Yue Palace was a dangerous place, if he could not kill him immediately, if the situation changed, he would die here, but he hesitated and the situation froze for a moment.

The little official ran for about ten steps before, and saw Luo Tuan standing up behind him, no longer touching his feet, and quickly shouted: "You guy is so ignorant. Didn't you see the major general meeting an assassin? Why don't you go to rescue him?"

Luo Tuan pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist and replied, "Go to rescue immediately. Please call reinforcements quickly." As he spoke, he approached the little official. The little official was about to speed up and run to the gate where the guards were stationed, but suddenly felt a cold belly, followed by a severe pain like burning. Looking down, a horizontal knife was already penetrated between his chest and abdomen, and the handle of the knife was tightly held in Luo Tuan's hand.

The little official stared at Luo Tuan with an unbelievable look, making a giggle sound from his mouth, and Luo Tuan smiled bitterly: "Sorry, I'm also an assassin."

Blood flowed out of the corner of Xiaoye's mouth, and he suddenly stretched out his right hand to grab Luo Tuan's face. Luo Tuan's hand increased force and turned the hilt suddenly. The blade in the other party's abdomen immediately crushed the internal organs, and at the same time crushed the vitality of Xiaoye's life. The vitality quickly disappeared from Xiaoye's eyes. The right hand that was grabbing Luo Tuan was weakly put down. Only his nails cut a few shallow wounds on Luo Tuan's face.

Luo Tuan gently closed his eyes for the little official, pushed him to the ground, pulled out the horizontal knife, and said to him who was already dead, "If I don't run in my direction, I won't kill you anymore. Don't blame me when I get down, find a good family to reincarnate. I'm sorry, in this world, we all have to do many things." When he said this, Luo Tuan shook the horizontal knife casually, shook the blood from the blade, and walked towards Dong Zhen.

Dong Zhen tried his best to calm his violent breathing. He killed the two assassins in a row. It didn't seem to consume much of his physical strength, but the wound on his chest was bleeding, and the aconitum poison on the arrow and the blood that kept flowing out were constantly weakening his physical strength. Due to the wound on his thigh, he had no way to take the initiative to attack. He could only wait for the other party to launch an attack and then look for an opportunity to fight back. Judging from the steps and actions of the remaining five assassins in front of him, they were all warriors who had been through battle formations. Perhaps their martial arts were not ten.

Their high scores were strong, but many battles gave them a good understanding, knowing how to create enemy flaws for their companions through their actions, and being able to use this flaw to launch a fatal blow at the right time. The armor and weapons on their bodies were also very good. Under the siege of such five people, few people could survive. So what about themselves who were seriously injured? Although they were confident in their martial arts and courage, Dong Zhen didn't know whether he could escape from this assassination. He just hoped that reinforcements would come down quickly.

But will reinforcements come? Dong Zhen was not sure. Years of fighting experience told him that as soon as he entered the Yue Palace, he walked into a carefully arranged trap and sent someone to invite him to the dinner in the name of Dong Chang, and then did not allow his personal guards to enter the mansion together. There were also the strong crossbows, armor, weapons of these assassins, and they had to bring them into the heavily guarded Yue Palace. In addition, they found such a place where few people came to assassinate in the Yue Palace, which was very crowded, but they had to cover up their eyes and ears. They did not want everyone to know who could do all this and would do so, so they were about to come out.

"Tang Ji, you dog thief come out and you dare to send someone to kill me, don't you even dare to see me?" Dong Zhen shouted suddenly, and a loud voice came from the quiet night sky far away, and the birds in the woods on both sides were also alarmed.

Bang, bang! "The Major General is indeed a wise man. It's good that all this was arranged by Tang Ji, but it was not him who was in charge of it, but me." A sudden burst of applause sounded in the audience. Dong Zhen looked at the sound. It was Luo Tuan who applauded. He saw that the horizontal knife in his hand was covered with blood, his face was full of murderous intent that could not be concealed. The minor official who was lying not far behind him had just escaped to ask for help. It was not a question of who the blood on Luo Tuan's blade belonged to.

"It turns out that all this is because of you. The ultimate goal of your coming to the city to send intelligence is to assassinate me, and these assassins are all your subordinates." Now Dong Zhen had suddenly realized, but he still didn't understand why Tang Jiu obviously hated Luo Tuan to the core, but he had to take the risk of killing himself. Doesn't he know how to face the anger of Dong Chang that is about to come, and the thousands of Zhenhaijun outside the city. Once he dies, he can only live for a longer time.
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