Although he annihilated most of the invading enemies and captured more than 20 people alive, Zhao Ziliang could not be happy at all.
He returned to the yard with a bloody sword and looked at the corpses on the ground with a gloomy face.
The nearly two hundred Dragon Guards There are less than fifty soldiers who are still intact.
Even Zhang Huchen and Zhang Ben were injured.
After the two were led out of the yard, they were ambushed not far away.
Fortunately, he arrived in time and the two were saved.
Something unexpected happened.
Wan Qingming walked out of the backyard room while holding a knife to protect Dugujun, Liu Dan and others.
He saw that the yard was covered with corpses, with almost no place to stay.
There were either corpses or blood on the ground.
After only taking a few steps, his feet The place was covered with thick blood, and the smell of blood filled the air, making it nauseating.
"Young master, you'll be fine.
It's just a pity for these Dragon Guard soldiers."
Dugujun came over and bowed to Zhao Ziliang, with a look of sadness and pity on his face.
Liu Dan said to Liang Zhenwu: "Arrange the brothers to clean up the body."
Liang Zhenwu, who was covered in blood and still injured, put away his sword and ordered the forty-five surviving Dragon Guard soldiers: "Brothers, please work harder and pack up the corpses and clean them up as soon as possible."
A squad leader walked quickly from the outer courtyard and clasped his fists and said: "Sir, there is a city guard patrol coming outside.
There are more than a hundred people, led by a centurion.
They have been stopped outside the gate by the brothers."
"They were nowhere to be seen when the assassins attacked.
Now more than an hour has passed.
The assassin leaders and their minions have all run away, and these monsters and monsters have appeared.
Come on, let's go out and have a look."
Zhao Ziliang said and walked outside.
Dugujun, Liu Dan, Wan Qingming, Zhang Huchen, Zhang Bi, Liang Zhenwu, Qin Zipeng, Liao Zhengkai and others looked at each other and immediately followed.
The soldiers who were carrying the corpse also dropped the corpse and followed them out.
When he arrived at the gate, Zhao Ziliang stepped on the pile of corpses and walked out.
A dozen Dragon Guard guards were holding bloody weapons and confronting a group of 100 city guards outside.
"The young master is here," a Dragon Guard guard shouted.
The dozen or so Dragon Guard guards who blocked the City Guard patrol outside immediately made way for a passage.
Zhao Ziliang led his men and horses out of the gate and said to the hundred or ten City Guards: "I am the person in charge here.
People, if you have anything to tell me, who is the officer leading the team?"
A half-shirted, strong man wearing a cockscomb iron helmet and a thin red cloak pressed his sword and hit his horse.
He walked up to the front and faced Zhao Ziliang and said: "I am Cordelius, the Centurion of the City Guards.
I am here."
Immediately after hearing the news of a large-scale armed fight, troops came over here.
Judging from the corpses piled up at the gate, it seems to be true.
Now please put down your weapons and follow us to the city guard station for investigation.
We still need to conduct on-site inspection and search here.”
Zhao Ziliang said coldly: "It's been an hour since someone attacked our caravan office, and your city guards just showed up.
Now that you're here, you want us to put down our weapons and go investigate with you.
I doubt you."
Bought by an assassin" "You bastard, you actually slandered this centurion."
Centurion Cordelous's face changed, he pulled out the sword from his waist and shouted: "If you can't arrest me, put down your weapons quickly, otherwise, we will kill without mercy."
Zhao Ziliang was not in a good mood.
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After hearing these words, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He moved his right hand and shouted: "Death" I saw a sword light sweeping out.
Zhao Ziliang's sword seemed to have never been unsheathed.
The sword light passed through everyone's bodies and disappeared into the distance.
Centurion Cordelous's fallen horse suddenly let out a mournful neigh.
After screaming, he fell to his knees on the ground.
He himself fell unexpectedly, and the hundreds of city guard soldiers behind him fell to the ground one after another like dominoes and died.
Their armor, bodies, and weapons were all broken.
It became two pieces.
"Ah, ah, you, you are the devil, devil, devil."
Centurion Cordelius turned around and found that behind him were hundreds of city guard soldiers.
They were all chopped into two parts in an instant.
He was frightened.
He pointed at Zhao Ziliang and yelled, while screaming, he kept retreating with his hands and feet in fear.
Zhao Ziliang raised his right foot and threw a spear from the ground.
He caught it in his hand and threw it forward instantly.
With a "swish" sound, the spear penetrated the chest of Centurion Cordelous like a sharp arrow.
Nail him in the street.
"Puff" Cordelous kept vomiting blood from his mouth, pointing at Zhao Ziliang's arm that slowly dropped, his head tilted, and he died.
"Liang Zhenwu, Zhang Bi, Zhang Huchen" Zhao Ziliang's voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze those who heard it into ice sculptures.
The three of them stood up, clasped their fists and said, "Here you are."
"Take the uninjured brothers and kill all the city guards in the trading area, and let them bury the brothers who died in the battle."
"Yes."
The three of them clasped their fists and agreed loudly.
Liang Zhenwu pulled out his sword and waved it at the surrounding Dragon Guards, shouting: "All brothers are free to form five teams.
The first team follows Zhang Huchen to the east, the second team follows Zhang Bi to the west, and the third team follows Zhang Huchen to the east.
Team and No.
The fourth team went to the riverside street, led by the person with the highest military rank.
The fifth team followed me to North Street.
First, kill all the city guard squads patrolling the street, and then go to the city guard station here to assemble.
Kill them first, first come.
Reinforcements from late arrivals, action” Now the nearly fifty remaining Dragon Guard soldiers no longer have a complete organization and can only be freely combined temporarily.
This is not a strange thing for them who have already experienced hundreds of battles.
They often fought in the past.
Encounter situations where it is necessary to regroup for combat.
This night was destined to be a sleepless night.
The sound of weapons, a lot of shouts of killing, and screams soon came from the streets in the business district.
The merchants and citizens were hiding in their homes and trembling with fear.
The bright lights in some houses were quickly blown out.
There had not been a military disaster here for many years, but unexpectedly it happened tonight.
The Dragon Guard guards vented all their grievances on the City Guards.
Under the leadership of Liang Zhenwu, Zhang Bi, Zhang Huchen and others, when they saw the patrolling City Guard team, they rushed over and killed them.
Every one of them was extremely vicious.
Already abandoned These City Guards soldiers who were armed and trained were no match for the Dragon Guards guards who were full of fighting power and full of resentment and resentment.
They were one to ten, killing the City Guards patrols, who screamed and ran away, but were soon captured.
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Catch up and hack to death.
At this time, no one in the city of Constantinople south of the Golden Horn waterway knew that the city guards were massacred by private armed forces in the business district of Galata.
Outside Hagia Sophia, a black figure flashed away under the illumination of the wall lamp outside the church, and rushed into a window.
The shadow was very familiar with the architectural layout of the church.
He came to a room in the backyard with familiarity.
Then he walked to a nearby wall and twitched a thick book on the bookshelf.
The bookshelf separated from it, revealing a door leading to The dark shadow immediately approached the underground door, and the bookshelf closed again and returned to its original state.
"Chichi" two times, light lit up in the dark basement, and soon an oil lamp was lit.
The man in black slowly took off his cloak, revealing an old face.
This man was obviously an Orthodox gentleman.
Tarasius, Archbishop of Tantinople.
At this moment, Tarasius's face was pale.
He looked down at his chest.
There was a long gash on his chest.
His clothes were soaked with blood.
He stretched out his dry and trembling hands to take off his clothes.
The bloody Tunica exposed her strong pectoralis major muscles.
The world may not have thought that such an old priest could have such a strong body.
A bone-deep wound on his chest went from the left shoulder to the right rib.
Only a finger-width distance under the right rib was intact, and this position happened to be where the staff was at that time.
The staff blocked this fatal blow for him.
One knife weakened most of the damage from the sword light.
Otherwise, no matter how strong his body was, he would still be cut into two pieces.
Tarasius gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain.
He reached for a piece of clean gauze, dipped some wine in it and gently wiped the wound.
While wiping it, he murmured in a low voice: "Who in the world would have thought of this damn Xiqin?"
The Saint King Zhao Ziliang turned out to be an extremely powerful practitioner.
This time, the boat really capsized in the gutter.
I originally wanted to help Her Majesty the Queen Mother get rid of Zhao Ziliang, a serious nuisance, but unexpectedly, I kicked the iron plate."
After wiping away the blood stains, Tarasius held the cross in his hand, closed his eyes and prayed in a low voice.
He saw a white light falling on the wound on his chest, and saw that the wound had healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a few breaths, the wound was completely healed.
Leaving a shallow scar.
Although Tarasius had a healing technique with a strong healing effect, the lost blood could not be replaced by the healing technique.
His face was still frighteningly pale, as if he had a serious illness that was almost fatal.
He slowly lay down on the simple bed, but in his heart he was glad that he was really lucky this time.
If he had hesitated for a moment, his life would have been lost in that yard tonight.
He didn't know that his black clothes How many of the assassin's men have escaped?
He, the leader, is not Zhao Ziliang's enemy, and none of the assassins in black are Zhao Ziliang's opponents.
Killing them is as easy as cutting a watermelon with a kitchen knife.
Tarasius can no longer control the lives of those assassins in black.
Things have reached this point.
God has blessed him to be able to save his life.
It is undoubtedly too long to control the life and death of those assassins in black.
However, He was also very worried that Zhao Ziliang would go crazy.
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After all, seven to eight hundred mercenaries went to attack him, and more than three-quarters of Zhao Ziliang's men were killed or injured.
Zhao Ziliang is a cultivator.
The lethality of a cultivator to ordinary people is extremely great.
Without careful deployment, the army will be blinded when it encounters a cultivator.
What's more, What's more, it's a monk like Zhao Ziliang whose fighting ability is unfathomable.
For such a person to go crazy, it would be a disaster for ordinary people.
Tarasius could only secretly pray that Zhao Ziliang was a sane person and would not attack the ordinary people of Constantinople.
If Zhao Ziliang was going to cause some trouble for Emperor Constantine, he would be happy to see this scene Appearing, at least this is a good thing for Empress Dowager Irina
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