Chapter Eighty-Nine: I'm Everywhere Wang gradually was stabbed with a sword and wounded in the right arm, which made Wang gradually extremely angry, who had never been injured.
The eunuchs themselves were crippled people, so they cherished the remnants of their bodies even more.
Wang gradually has a kind of ability, a kind of ability to foresee crises, and the reason why he can sit in a position has a lot to do with this ability.
When Tie Xinyuan came back five days ago, he felt that someone was spying on the house.
Three days ago, he sensed someone secretly watching him, while he was pruning a fragrant tree in the snow.
Until yesterday evening, one of his eunuchs said that he had lost his clothes.
Then, Wang gradually knew that someone was playing the idea of Jingshe.
The person who could make the Assassins interested could never be the eight eunuchs who accompanied him, let alone himself.
So, Wang gradually wanted to know who wanted to do something to Tie Xinyuan and the princess, so he asked Tie Xinyuan and the princess to live in the wolf's den temporarily.
Zhao Wan didn't like the cold wolf's den, so Tie Xinyuan and Zhao Wan lived in a large greenhouse specially prepared for the production of big green horses.
Because of this, after the four assassins entered the house in broad daylight under the leadership of a small eunuch, they saw Wang Yan with a curious face in Tie Xinyuan and Zhao Wan's bedroom.
Originally thinking that after being surrounded by more than 200 Qingxiang Valley warriors, these people would either choose to commit suicide or surrender, but Wang gradually did not expect that he would encounter unprecedented and crazy resistance under the situation of absolute superiority.
The large net with the hook falling from the sky was held back by one of the tallest assassins, and he would rather have the hook hanging all over his body than make sure his accomplices had enough space to break out.
At the same time, Wang gradually discovered that he had become a hostage that the Assassins wanted to capture alive.
Wang Yan, who had not fought in person for many years, had to fight four assassins with strange swordsmanship for his own life.
Even at this time, Wang gradually did not allow the Qingxiang Valley, which was guarding outside, to come in, but only gave an order to kill anyone on the spot as soon as they came out of the house.
Wang Jian's belt is a soft sword, Tie Xinyuan has known about this for a long time, and he has also taken it out to play with, but Wang gradually has always told Tie Xinyuan that he is an ordinary eunuch, and he doesn't know martial arts.
Tie Xinyuan didn't believe this kind of nonsense since he was three years old, if he didn't know how to use something like a soft sword, he might be even more likely to kill himself than to kill his enemy.
When the Assassin's scimitar was caught by Wang's iron-gloved left hand, the shortest Assassin roared, and the other three Assassins jumped onto the beams and smashed through the roof.
The sound of fighting outside the room sounded, and Wang gradually became very angry, and after slapping one of the assassins in the face, he fought with the tall assassin who had just escaped from the hook net.
At this time, Wang gradually regretted why he had to use a soft sword as a weapon, on the premise that he could not kill the other party, his soft sword was more useful as a whip.
The loud sound of the iron piece hitting the muscles was very terrifying, and as soon as the sword went down, a blood ridge one inch wide appeared on the strong assassin's body, and in an instant, the assassin's body was fat.
Even so, the assassin spread his arms and let out a strange cry that was impossible for a human to make, and continued to pounce on the king.
It wasn't until Wang gradually clenched his iron fist and blasted the assassin's head seven or eight times in a row that the brute assassin fell to the ground.
Annoyed and angry, Wang gradually just jumped up to the roof, a short sword stabbed from behind the pillar like a poisonous snake, Wang gradually only had time to avoid the vital point, and saw that this short sword pierced into his right arm, the short sword only pierced into less than half an inch and was blocked by soft armor, and the part that entered the muscle was only the tip of the sword.
Enraged, Wang gradually kicked the assassin away, but his body fell to the ground, and when he wanted to continue the pursuit, he found that his wound was not painful, but a little numb, and he was even a little dizzy.
Tie 300, who was besieging and killing the assassins, discovered Wang Grai's inappropriateness at the first time, and actually discarded his opponent, tore Wang Gra's clothes, and without hesitation, he slashed horizontally at the wound on Wang Gra's right arm, and then desperately opened his mouth to help Wang Gradually suck Yun's wound.
After sucking for a while, Tie Sanbai actually fainted directly, and the two eunuchs who participated in the encirclement and suppression of the assassin immediately escaped, one continued to help Wang gradually suck blood, and the other poured water into Tie Sanbai's mouth, and then punched him in the stomach, causing him to spit out the water he had just drunk and the food in his stomach......
Without the command of Wang Jian and Tie Sanbai, the three powerful assassins finally broke out of the encirclement and rushed towards the back mountain of Qingxiang Valley......
Zhang Tong explained the process very clearly, but his speech was a little leaky, there was a big shoe print on his face, and his mouth was also very swollen.
"How many of our samurai were killed or wounded?"
"Nine died, all of them from the poison, and thirty-one were wounded, of which twenty-three were fractured."
Tie Xinyuan gently clasped the table with his fingers and said, "So, you haven't been slightly injured yet?"
Including you like this?
It's a shame, more than 200 people surrounded and suppressed five people, and let the family kill nine, seriously injured so much, almost sent Wang Yan's old life in, Zhang Tong, this is the elite guard you boast about on weekdays?
” Zhang Tong knelt on the ground with a puff, his head lowered and he didn't say a word.
Tie Xinyuan said irritably: "It seems that it is right to transfer you back from Western Xia, your ability is not enough, you should continue to sharpen your martial arts skills in the future!"
” Zhang Tong walked out of the room backwards with a look of shame.
Wang gradually said with a pale face: "The enemy is too fierce, such a fierce and fearless dead soldier, this is the first time the old man has seen it, the king is not good to blame General Zhang too much, this is beyond his ability." ” "The toxins in his body have been removed?"
Tie Xinyuan didn't look at Wang Yan and asked Zhang Fenggu, who had just rushed over from Hami.
Zhang Fenggu arched his hand and said: "Returning to the king, it is no longer a hindrance, as long as you take more antidote decoction in the past few days, you will recover soon." ” "The same goes for three hundred irons?"
"Back to the king, General Tie and his companion's injuries are different, the companion is traumatic, and General Tie is poisoned in his internal organs, but fortunately, there is no external injury in his internal organs, as long as he will be able to recover for three days."
Hearing Zhang Fenggu say this, Tie Xinyuan let out a long breath and said to Wang Yan: "Rest well, and I'll do the rest myself." ” Wang Wan's old face turned red and he arched his hand and said, "The old slave is incompetent. ” The seriousness of the matter has long exceeded the limit of Tie Xinyuan's patience, and when Wei Chiwen, the little bastard, reported it, he understated it as if nothing had happened, and when he came to the Jingshe, he realized that things had been made so out of control.
"Companion, I don't blame you, speaking of which, you saved me, if I was careless that day, didn't listen to you, and continued to live here with Wanwan, God knows what would happen.
You have a good rest, Wei Chiwen has found the assassin, I will go and see, Qingxiang City is my city, I am the king here, and I can't tolerate others to be presumptuous, no matter who he is. ” After settling Wang Yan and Tie 300, Tie Xinyuan rushed to the back mountain with Rahman, who had arrived in a hurry.
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Yu Chiwen was very clever, and the samurai he led searched from the front and back, and finally focused his attention on a cave near the West Orchard.
The armor went in to explore the way, but was hit in the chest with a heavy guy, and he vomited blood and fell backwards.
When Tie Xinyuan came, Yu Chiwen had already piled up firewood at the mouth of the cave, ready to use smoke to force the assassin out.
Tie Xinyuan didn't have that time to wait, not to mention that these assassins were likely to commit suicide in a desperate moment.
"Drop the gunpowder bullet!"
Fu'er walked out of the pile, lit a gunpowder bomb, and threw it into the small cave.
With a bang, more than a dozen armor soldiers took advantage of the situation to burrow into the cave, and it didn't take much effort to drag out two scarred assassins from the cave.
"Where is the other one?"
Rahman laughed, "I know.
With a smile on this, he took off his giant bow and quickly drew it, and a feathered arrow flew towards a big tree at the mouth of the cave with a whoosh.
With a loud bang, a scimitar suddenly emerged from the snow on the cedar and knocked the feather arrow away, and at the same time, a large puddle of snow fell from the sky and covered the iron core source standing under the tree.
Rahman laughed, and once again drew the bow, and the three feathered arrows left the bow like meteors, and with three muffled sounds, the steel feathered arrows pierced the snow mercilessly, and carried him over in mid-air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
White Snow was not Snow, but an Assassin clad in a white cloth, and three feathered arrows pierced his shoulder blades and thighs, rendering him unable to move.
The assassin had become a turtle in an urn, but Tie Xinyuan stayed away from this assassin and ordered his subordinates to stay away from this guy as much as possible.
Under Rahman's puzzled gaze, a spear slowly reached over and slowly lifted the man's cloak from his body.
The dwarf revealed his true face, a thin big cannibal with a yellow beard, a pair of small eyes sunken into their sockets, there was no fear in them, only a mockery of Tie Xinyuan.
Tie Xinyuan didn't care about his taunts, and ordered the pikemen to continue to tear his clothes with their spears, and not to allow anyone to come near until he became a pig.
The assassins who came out of the Alamut Mountain, Tie Xinyuan didn't dare to have a little contempt and carelessness.
As the clothes on his body gradually decreased, the short big cannibal finally understood what Tie Xinyuan was going to do, and roared angrily at Tie Xinyuan with his mouth open, but no one could understand what this guy was saying, and even Tie Xinyuan, a person who was very familiar with the big eater, couldn't understand what he was singing.
His arms and one leg were destroyed by feathered arrows, and he could not even kill himself, and in a short time his clothes were wiped out by the spear.
Tie Xinyuan looked at the tattoo on this guy's rib-like chest, and slowly said, "I'm everywhere!"
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