Wang Yan quickly left the elite gathering area with five of his subordinates, and there was no recourse along the way.
They deliberately found a narrow path to walk, and when they got out of the area, Wang Yan raised his hand, and everyone squatted on the edge of a garbage heap to rest.
The garbage heap emitted a foul smell, and Xiao Guwei said in a low voice: "My lord, there is still no movement in the city. ” The night sky was charming, but Wang Yan didn't have time to watch, he stared ahead and said: "Two loyal ministers with contradictions were killed one after another, if you think about the battle between the court and China, it must be dog eats dog." ” "My lord, is it the same as the court of the Ming Dynasty?"
Chen Deng was analyzing the situation.
"Yes, but it's definitely not as loyal as the Ming Dynasty, so it's going to be intense, but it won't last long.
This official just wants this time, go!
” The group walked out of the block, and the next thing was a deserted vacant lot, surrounded by many abandoned houses.
At this time, the demolition had already begun, and the houses were to be built and sold to the merchants as shops.
This was probably the prototype of a commercial cluster, but it is said that merchants were very interested.
Originally, there were many homeless people living here, so the roof was torn down, and the first impression of a roofless house was a haunted house.
Wang Yan and his subordinates went into this messy house, and after that, it was the slum where they lived.
The doors of those abandoned houses were gone, and the original doors were black holes, like demons with their mouths open.
Chen Deng walked in the forefront, and Wang Yan and Xiao Guwei were slightly behind.
"Tomorrow, I will let Chen Deng go out of the city first, and you have to keep an eye on our people in the city.
We must remember the lessons of Dongchang and do not act impulsively. ” Xiao Guwei said a little uncontrollably: "My lord, why don't I go." ” "You're too jumpy, this time it's a big deal, you're still in the city, and the official is staring at you."
At this time, Chen Deng in front of him suddenly stopped, and Wang Yan and Xiao Guwei scattered left and right, slowly passing by.
"What's the situation?"
Chen Deng was staring at the row of abandoned stone houses in front of him on the left, and said in a low voice: "I heard a cough just now, and it seems that I was holding back." ” Wang Yan waved his hand, and the three sergeants had already touched it from the left.
"Let's go as usual."
When Chen Deng heard this, he unbuttoned his trouser belt and peed.
Wang Yan also appreciated, and Xiao Guwei realized that Chen Deng was indeed more stable than himself, but the change was not bad.
The three of them stopped to pee in place, the sound of which was harsh in the silence of the night, just to drown out the sound of the three sergeants sneaking around.
"Who could it be?"
Xiao Guwei didn't have much urine, so he ended first.
Wang Yan has a lot of urine and is still sprinkling.
He whispered, "Leave it alone, remember, if it's an army, then give up the action."
Chen Deng, can you explain it clearly?
” Chen Deng also finished urinating and said, "If you don't see anyone within ten days, evacuate immediately." ” Wang Yan shook comfortably a few times, then tightened his belt and continued to move forward.
The three of them walked over slowly, and Chen Deng, who was usually serious, was humming an unknown tune, looking a little prodigal.
As if they had just returned from a visit to the Qinglou, the three of them approached the row of houses.
The room was roofless, and under the light of the sky, there were shadows inside, as if someone was shaking their bodies there.
The three sergeants had already touched from the side, and they hid their short knives behind them to avoid reflection, and their steps were light.
These sergeants have all been trained by Xin Laoqi and others, and those special combat techniques are already very proficient, but they lack actual combat.
To come here is to fight, and to fight under the nose of the enemy.
The moonlight was bleak, drowning in the vastness of starlight.
Wang Yan's gaze seemed to be straight ahead, but Yu Guang kept looking at the row of houses on the left.
The three sergeants gradually approached the left, and Wang Yan and the three of them also walked to the opposite side of the room.
Chen Deng suddenly felt that the sounds around him had disappeared, and his ears were empty.
His gaze is also extraordinarily sharp.
The starlight in the sky was projected in the room, reflecting everything and shadows.
Wang Yan's voice behind him came low and urgent: "We are only six people, if it is an army, we can surround it now, they are not an army!"
” Chen Deng figured it out in an instant and shouted, "Get out!"
” He spoke in the usual language of the Tatars, and as soon as he shouted, someone shouted from the row of rooms on the left, and then the figures rushed out.
Chen Deng had already stared at these people, and when they all rushed out, under the starlight, the Tatar leader of the small force in the morning was among them, smiling proudly.
"Kill!"
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The Tatar leader whispered.
He didn't want to shout loudly, even if no one cared about the fight here.
Since it was demolished, it has become a three-way zone, and there have been many fights.
The insensitivity of the garrison in the city from the beginning of active arrest to the present vividly demonstrates the fact that Samarkand still has a lot of work to do before it can settle down.
Of course, Wang Yan also knew this, so he shouted without any scruples: "Kill them all, and leave no one alive!"
” Chen Deng was the first to rush forward.
This is a small force of more than 20 people, who make a living by extortion in the slums on weekdays, and today they were swept away by Wang Yan and them, and they are afraid that their jobs in the future will be unreliable, so they ambushed them at night, wanting to kill Wang Yan and others in one fell swoop, and then regain their authority.
More than 20 people against 6 people, killing is not only waste.
So the Tatar leader was very proudly commanding.
The three Ming soldiers had already rushed out, their short knives shining, and they collided with more than ten people.
There was no shouting for killing, and after avoiding the wooden stick, the short knife smeared on the opponent's neck, and blood sprayed into the sky.
Under the starlight, the red blood was reflected slightly green.
Chen Deng's body was only slightly sideways, and he avoided a knife, and then waved his right hand, and the person continued to rush forward.
Xiao Guwei was besieged by two long knives at the same time, he avoided one, and then blocked the other with a short knife.
After the sound of the bell, Xiao Guwei punched his left opponent on the Adam's apple.
Hearing only a hiccup, the man's Adam's apple sank deeply, and then he clutched his throat and stumbled backwards.
The other person's long knife was blocked, and just as he wanted to retract his knife and launch a new attack, Xiao Guwei rushed head-on.
The man didn't have time to react, so he threw his fist indiscriminately.
Xiao Guwei tilted his head slightly, and then crashed into the man's arms, and his right knee was lifted up vigorously.
In the silent shattering, the man suffered the most painful pain in his life, even more tormenting than living.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Xiao Guwei cut his throat with a knife.
The qi that had just accumulated in his chest burst out violently, and it washed through the throat of the blood, washing the blood into a waterfall.
All this was just a few breaths of time, and Xiao Guwei killed the two of them in a flash of light.
And Wang Yan was faster, his figure dodged in the chaotic knife, and the short knife in his hand was like a butcher's knife in the hand of Ku Ding, accurately erasing from the opponent's vital point.
At this time, you should not use a stab, as it will delay time and may bite the short knife.
An enemy watched the god-like Wang Yan rush over, and in a panic in his heart, he forgot to resist, and only knew to open his mouth and shout.
Wang Yan frowned slightly and stared at the Tatar leader, the short knife in his hand inserted into the screaming man's mouth, the tip of the knife passed through the back of his neck.
In the hearts of the Tatar leaders, Wang Yan and the others were a group of down-and-out homeless people, saying that the horse thieves looked down on them.
So he was pretentious tonight, and he didn't even bring a knife with him.