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As time gradually came, two hundred slaves wearing Tang army armor lay on the wall. They each took swords and guns, staring at the woods in the east with nervous expressions. Zhang Huan left dozens of people to assist them, and ordered one hundred people to ambush the high wall to the west.

He personally led more than 100 brothers, carrying long crossbows and swords, and flipped out from the wall on the south and quickly surrounded the hills on the west.

The moon has already set in the west, and the moonlight is blocked by the hills. The hills are pitch black. A thick smoke rises from the shadows on the other side of the hills, hovering up, covering the setting moonlight. There is a hot spring.

At this time, a scout ran back quickly, "General, there are indeed people lying in ambush on the mountain, about three or four hundred people."

"Everyone, please go up the mountain slowly!"

Zhang Huan divided his troops into two groups and surrounded the hills from left to right. The hills looked like a fish, with dense trees and no roads to go up the mountain. There were large shrubs at low places, which were very easy to hide.

When there were still a hundred steps away from the ambush that the scout found, Zhang Huan ordered his men to stop. At this time, he could see someone shaking on the top of the mountain. All the soldiers drew arrows and crossbows at the same time, slowly tightening the strings. Suddenly, there was a faint cry of killing from the manor, and the black shadows on the top of the mountain stood up.

"shoot!"

With Zhang Huan's order, hundreds of arrows on both sides rushed out like rain. The arrows were strong and fast. The crying sounds suddenly sounded on the top of the mountain, and figures fell down. Someone began to run around and shouted, "Give up your life!"

Zhang Huan's eyes slowly narrowed. This is not a killer with high martial arts skills. It is clearly a group of mobs. The real killer is in the woods to the east. He was fooled by himself!

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In the pine forest east of the manor, more than a hundred men in black attacked fiercely towards the wall. Fortunately, Zhang Huan left dozens of personal soldiers. Under the command of Li Shuangyu, the personal soldiers, barely resisted the first tentative attack of the men in black. The slaves in Tang army uniforms were all frightened. These people were not little thieves who came to steal food, but were clearly robbers who killed people without blinking. Despite the temptation of freedom, freedom was not important to save lives, and some people were ready to leave.

Seeing that these slaves were frightened by the thief's aura, Li Panyu rushed up and chopped over a slave who was about to escape, and shouted: "Whoever dares to run away, I will kill whoever I dare!"

When the slaves saw him killing people, they were shocked. Li Shuangyu glanced at them and said coldly: "If they rushed in, none of your wives and children would survive!"

Everyone's heads were slowly lowered. That's true. These thieves were extremely vicious, and their wives and daughters might not be able to escape from them. Seeing that the words had worked, Li Panyu immediately shouted loudly: "Kill someone and give them fifty taels. If you die, your wives and daughters will give you freedom."

With the dual motivation of protecting family and rewarding, these slaves gradually became brave. They no longer became as scared as before, and then rushed to the wall to fight the thieves to the death.

In the pine forest, Li Fanyun stared at the wall with cold eyes. After a tentative attack, she had already confirmed that the other party was not Tang Jun, but Zhuang Ding who had been pieced together temporarily, which means that her plan to lead the snake out of the hole was successful.

Li Fanyun smiled gloomyly. The people who were ambushing in the pine forest were the real killers. The mobs in the back mountain were just hundreds of gangsters she recruited with ten thousand stagnants. She ordered her subordinates to shock the birds to confuse the other party, which really made Zhang Huan fool.

In extreme excitement, her originally ice crystal jade face became a little distorted, and the light and shadow floated, and the fairy suddenly turned into a witch. She murmured: "Zhang Huan, do you think those water ghosts in the Yellow River died in vain?"

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Suddenly, a cry came from the other side of the hill. Zhang Huan had taken action. The time came. Li Fengyun pulled the bow and shot a rocket into the sky. The rocket drew a red line in the air. The dark night seemed particularly dazzling.

This is a signal to the other ten people ambushing the south. They are the main force in assassinating Zhang Ruohao. They are all skilled in martial arts and are very good at light skills and hidden weapons. They are the ones with unique skills specially selected by Li Fanyun for this operation.
Chapter completed!