big master, big liar

After the noise and dust of the night dissipated, the wounded and corpses were laid out inside and outside the city wall. The enemy temporarily retreated, and the officers and soldiers on the city wall finally had a rest. The dripping blood, traces left by arrows and swords recorded the fierce battle that night.

This is not an evenly matched war. Nantu has a large number of people and is eager to attack the city. It has exhausted all means. Most of the guards and soldiers were killed or injured. Now as long as the enemy regains its strength, it can give them a fatal blow. .

The one who is more fortunate than them about this matter is the Nantu general, Feng Chi, who is known as a brave and fearless general in Nantu. Now General Cangye and the high priest are at the frontier. When they heard that this operation was to arrest the general Yao's emperor, he invited himself to come.

He wants to personally catch the dog emperor who hurt the high priest and gouged out the high priest's eyes.

Feng Shu made up his mind and waited for the soldiers to rest and take inventory before delivering the final fatal blow.

Suddenly, from the thin morning mist, there was a heavy rattling sound.

The door that had been closed tightly was now let down.

"General Feng Shu!" He heard his subordinates report in a panic: "The door is open."

"Where are the guards?"

"No, I don't know."

In the mist, the gate of the city was wide open, and the inside was empty, not even a shadow of a ghost.

"Have you sent someone in to investigate?"

"I went in and said there was no one there."

"Wait a little longer." General Feng Shu was suspicious, and waited until the sun was high, and a subordinate persuaded him: "General, we can't delay."

They came long and detoured. Although there were many people, they had limited reserves and could not cope with reinforcements, so they had to make a quick decision.

Now that Sifang City is planning an empty city, although General Feng Zhi has doubts, he can't afford to delay. Seeing that the city is empty and there is no movement, he left a small half of the people at the gate of the city to meet him, and rushed forward with a large group of people. go in.

The sun was shining brightly, and the horseshoes of the Nantu army stepped on the ground of Sifang City with a "da da" sound. Only the flowing water and the breeze made the whole city look like a dead city.

"General, won't this dog emperor run away?" someone said.

"Run?" Feng Zhu spat. "Where can he go? Our people are watching over the city, in the open and in the dark, as well as in the river gates. If someone comes out, we will be the first to believe him. Can he still fly into the sky with his wings?"

In fact, they came here for Ji Yunxi this time, and ambushed people at several city gates, just waiting for the dog emperor to show up, and they took it down on the spot.

Unexpectedly, no one left the city all night.

Even the wind switch felt a little worried.

"Besides..." Feng Shu narrowed his eyes, looking at the empty city. "A dog emperor has escaped, so what about the rest of the city? Can they die?"

The subordinate was speechless immediately: "Then now..."

Feng Zhi sneered: "Haven't you seen all the portraits? Count 3000 people and follow me to the government, and ask them to search the rest for me from door to door. I want to see what tricks they are playing—"

He really didn't believe that the living people in this whole city could be transformed into nothing.

They rode on horseback talking loudly and unscrupulously, but they didn't see a small and thin boy climbing under the eaves they had just passed.

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"The group of picture dogs came in?"

"Come on, the second son said that he understood, that group of people will search people from house to house."

"It really made the magic stick surnamed Song hit the mark."

With a sneer on his face, he was swaggeringly sitting in a private house.

The house was small and shabby, which didn't match his status. He was drinking rough tea while talking to the people under the window: "Let those common people hide, and don't come out if there is no letter. Go away."

The person who informed him of the news slipped away from under the window eaves like a monkey.

The sarcasm on Ban Mian Sheng's face faded away, instead it was a bit dignified, as if he was waiting for someone.

Sure enough, within a few moments, someone came and slammed on the door roughly.

"Boom-" "Boom-" "Boom-"

Eyes half-closed, motionless, waving the folding fan.

"boom--"

There was only a loud noise, and the door latch of the house was roughly cut off, and the whole door collapsed.

What followed was a cloud of dust.

The dust flying down from the door beams dazed Tu Bing's eyes and made them into a mess, yelling indistinctly in Nantu dialect.

Immediately afterwards, a galloping arrow flew from the eaves and shot through the body of the visitor.

Before these people could react to what happened, they fell down.

Several blocked the arrows with the bodies of their companions, and rushed into the house with a roar.

They didn't know what happened, but they knew that the culprit must be the man leaning sideways drinking tea in the main hall.

half alive.

He moved extremely fast, the opening and closing of the folding fan cut the throats of two people, and then turned around and stabbed one of them into the chest.

At this time, Tucai discovered that his folding fan was actually made of iron, the root of the fan was as sharp as mud, and the top was as sharp as the tip of a knife.

It was too late to discover.

The half-faced fan had already pierced his heart with precision.

Half of his smiling face is as clean as the wind, and the other half is ferocious like a devil: "If you don't recognize me, I'll tell you."

"Half-faced Zhao Tan, I will kill you Tuguo dogs today."

After finishing speaking, he stirred vigorously with his hand, crushing the man's heart, and before the rest of the people rushed in at the door, a new round of arrows flew away again.

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In another room adjacent to Banmiansheng, a faded red scarf was hung outside the door.

In Sifang City, hanging this scarf means that this place is the residence of a prostitute.

The people from Nantu didn't understand this, so they came rushing in, but they saw that there were curtains everywhere in the yard, smelling fragrant, and even hung the clothes of their daughter's house.

These soldiers were all relaxed and happy, with wolf-like hunger in their eyes, staring at the paper-thin wooden door, as if they were about to rush in.

But unexpectedly, a beautiful figure flashed across the curtain behind him.

A dagger pierced a person from behind.

Blood splattered on the curtain.

The rest of the people just felt that something was wrong, but they only felt limp all over and had no strength.

Before he fell into a coma, he vaguely heard the two women laughing and scolding each other: "Little hooves, this medicine is very expensive. If you use it up, what will you pay me for?"

"Then bring my rotten flesh to my sister."

"Hey, who wants your rotten flesh!"

"Of course my sister doesn't want it, what my sister wants is Song..."

"You wait, I won't tear your mouth apart today!"

The two beautiful snakes played with each other in the curtain, as if there was no panic after killing someone.

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"Come on! Come and chase after me!"

The monkey-like young man jumped between the tile eaves, his low laughter filled the air, dodged left and right to avoid the arrows behind him, and sneaked into a shop through the window in a blink of an eye.

General Nantu hesitated for a moment, waved his hand, and ordered someone to knock down the door of the shop.

This seems to be a restaurant, and there is a strange fragrance in the air.

General Nantu took care of the agile young man, walked two steps, frowned, and was about to order someone to investigate.

Suddenly something poured from the second floor.

The general reacted quickly, as soon as he jumped away, he suddenly felt a scalding temperature, followed by severe pain in his face and arms.

hot oil--

It's boiling hot oil.

Before the soldiers could howl, there was another gust of wind. Everyone looked up and saw that there was a wooden plank hanging from the roof of the shed, and it was knocked down with cold iron nails.

"what--"

The cry was so miserable that it seemed to break through the clouds faintly and reach the ears of someone somewhere.

Song Xuan was in Fengyuejiang's secret room, using a brush to circle the map of Sifang City.

Ji Yunxi was beside him, propping her chin obediently.

"You can talk now?" Ji Yunqi had a hint of interest in his expression. "What exactly is your plan?"

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry," Song Xuan said peacefully. "I'm the one who knows Sifang City best, and I'm the one who won't harm Sifang City. That's enough for you to know."

"But..." Hua Wuwu was also a little confused on the side. "You let the people hide in the cellar, and half of the gangsters in the city hide in the houses. Do you really want to rely on them to scare Mr. Nantu away?"

She is a serious fighter, and she has never seen Song Xuan acting like this.

Song Xuan's expression paused.

It wasn't because of Hua Wuxian's questioning, but because Ji Yunxi was gently touching his thigh with his feet under the case.

"Don't mess around." Song Xuan raised his pen and tapped Ji Yunxi's nose, returning to a provocative expression.

"There are many enemies and we are few, so naturally we should divide them up." Song Xuan put down his pen and said slowly. "Sifang City, with its narrow alleys and narrow roads, many bridges and waters, and many houses, foreigners who live here for four or five years will often get lost here. This is our most powerful terrain."

"The most important thing is that we are not fighting them with soldiers, we are using a group of villains."

"There may not be much difference between a group of villains and a group of brave soldiers on a flat battlefield." Song Xuan said quietly. "But a vicious villain, in a labyrinth-like place, has too much room to play. They can attack when they advance, and escape when they retreat, just like ducks in water."

Hua Wuliang was still puzzled: "But you can't rely on them all."

"Yes."

"So, inviting you into the urn is the first step." Song Xuan put down his pen and said quietly. "Hiding the poisonous snake in the rabbit hole is the second step."

"As for the third step..." Song Xuan's expression became more and more calm.

"Wolf and tiger meet in Dumu, guess who will have the last laugh?"

Hua Wuxian didn't understand yet, but Ji Yunqi laughed suddenly: "Mr. Song, fortunately we are not enemies."

Song Xuan sat there quietly, dressed in spotless white clothes, his eyes were as deep as the sea: "You're joking."

Ji Yunqi shook his head, and pulled Hua Wuwu out of the secret room: "Let's go, it's almost time for us to appear on stage."

"My lord," Hua Wuxian vaguely revealed a trace of doubt: "Aren't we going to ask for reinforcements?"

Ji Yunqi laughed: "No need."

"Can we really win more with less?"

It's not that Hua Wuwu doesn't believe it, it's just that they are all elite soldiers and strong generals at the beginning, fighting with their lives, they feel a little low after all.

But now there are not many genuine troops in the city, Song Xuan assigned a group of hooligans to defeat an army.

Ji Yunqi shook his head: "It's not victory."

"Song Xuan wants them to die here."

Hua WuWu's eyes widened.

Ji Yunqi was thoughtful.

Song Xuan, at first sight, only thought he was intelligent and kind.

But looking at it now, it may not be a great blessing for Dayao that this person was born to govern the world and belonged to Ji Yunxi.

If one was born in troubled times, or had the heart of a wolf or a tiger, it would be an unpredictable disaster.