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Chapter five hundred and seventy-two arrows

The hairs on Zhao Zhen's neck stood up, and he felt a cold murderous intent. After experiencing many battles, he had seen swords and swords and fights with warriors. This vague murderous aura could not be removed like a maggot on his tars. This is a person's most instinctive sense of crisis.

There would be this feeling in the ancestral hall of the Liao people. There must be something wrong. He was born into a thief and was quite confident in his sixth sense. He quickly put out the candle in his hand. Zhao Zhen fell into darkness, staring at the wall where the murderous aura came from, and his body retreated back. If he exposed his back to the enemy, the fate would be very miserable.

Fortunately, even if he was watching with the people of Xijin Prefecture, Zhao Zhen's sword was still inseparable from his sword. After all, he is now the emperor who was in charge of the imperial expedition, and the sword of the emperor is a symbol of his force. No matter what the reason, unless the army continues to go on, Zhao Zhen will never remove his sword easily.

Before he knew it, Zhao Zhen had been away for a long time. When he woke up, he realized that he was a little far from the palace gate...

Zhao Zhen didn't know the enemy's location, so he could only draw his sword and look at him at a loss. At this time, he must not shout out the word "protective". Who knows what the enemy has in his hands and how far away is from him? Once the delicate balance between the two sides is broken, the enemy may fight to the death. Zhao Zhen did not make any big moves except to retreat slowly.

Yelu Tuofeng and Zhao Zhen were separated by a wall. When the candlelight went out, he lost the figure of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, but he was not worried that if the Emperor of the Song Dynasty wanted to leave the ancestral hall, he had to pass through the place with candlelight.

Yelu Turong whispered to the people around him: "The person outside is the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. He should have discovered us, put out the candle, and retreated with his sword."

Several dead soldiers nodded slightly. They could hear the sound of drawing the sword just now. Needless to say, they knew it was a good sword, but the only thing that surprised them was that the opportunity came so easily that they could approach the Emperor of the Song Dynasty without having to use their lives to fill it up.

Zhao Zhen found that no matter how he left, he had to pass through the candlelight swaying land as long as he left, and smiled bitterly: "This is really curious to kill the cat. I can actually run into the assassin...Yelu Tufted!"

He was already close to the hall gate, and at this time he shouted that the guards outside the hall would definitely hear him. Zhao Zhen retreated with all his might and protected his chest with the Emperor's Sword...

His name suddenly rang out, Yelu Tuoyun was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a figure appearing in the candlelight and retreating to the palace gate. This was the best time to take action. He stretched out his hand and pulled the mechanism of the clamping room, and the thick stone door opened under the action of the mechanical scoop. At this time, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty still did not reach the palace gate, but what surprised Yelu Tuoyun was the calmness of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. At this time, everyone would turn around and run away, but the Emperor of the Song Dynasty was still facing himself with a sword to protect him.

The palace gate was kicked open by Peng Qi and his personal guards. Zhao Zhen's appearance in front of them shocked them. Without even thinking about it, they rushed towards Zhao Zhen to use his body to block the emperor's arrows. Unfortunately, their speed was slow. The sound of mechanical swelling with the unique sound of crossbow arrows shooting out, which made Peng Qi's blood cold.

Dingdang...puff...uh...

Three different voices sounded, and Peng Qi and his guards went crazy on the spot. They were so familiar with this sound...

Zhao Zhen felt his arms numb, and then a heart-wrenching pain came from his arms, and he said intimately: "I was actually caught in an arrow..." and jumped up and rushed behind the guards.

The guards quickly formed a human wall to block Zhao Zhen's face, while Peng Qi supported Zhao Zhen to quickly check the injury. Fortunately, the crossbow arrow did not hit the vital point of the official family, but he was still full of souls when he looked at the crossbow arrow on Zhao Zhen's arm. The emperor was a daughter. He was not injured in the battlefield. Instead, he was injured in the palace after taking down Xijin Mansion. Isn't this a big joke?!

What is their personal guard? It is the emperor's imperial guard! It is the strongest army in the Song Dynasty, but the emperor was assassinated under their noses, which is a very shame!

Peng Qi first checked that the arrow branches were not poisonous, and the assassin's crossbows usually contained toxins. This was to increase the success rate of assassination. What Peng Qi was most afraid of was that the Liao people used poisons such as blood-sealing throats. Once this was the case, it would be over. Fortunately, the blood flowing out of the injured area of ​​the official family was bright red, and there was no black blood overflow.

The guards had already taken out shields and crossbow arrows from the cloak behind them. Without the orders of the official family and Peng Qi, they would not act without permission even if they were embarrassed and angry. Years of training allowed their rationality to defeat the shame and anger in their hearts, but their hands were tightly pinching the horizontal knife in their hands, and the blue veins were exposed like angry little snakes.

Zhao Zhen looked at Peng Qi constantly flipping his wounds and letting the blood stay, as if he was looking for something, rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "What are you looking for? Can I still get gentian in my wounds?!"

Peng Qi said aloud: "I am worried that the arrow will be poisonous..." Seeing that the official family is still so energetic, it is obvious that they can really feel the pain, which means that the arrow is not poisonous. Peng Qi breathed a sigh of relief and took out the gold-chuang medicine from his arms and applied it to Zhao Zhen first...

Zhao Zhen reached out and pushed away his Jin Chuangyao and said, "I only have one to live!"

The veteran of the personal guards was shocked. His Majesty's meaning was very clear. As long as the person named Yelu Tuofeng was dead, it didn't matter if the other person died. The personal guard who had been holding his anger for a long time was still polite, and formed a formation and slowly moved forward.

Anyway, these assassins are already in the jar and there is no possibility of escaping.

Fortunately, the robes worn by Zhao Zhen are all made of silk. Although the silk has no protective power in front of the crossbow arrows, its tough and slender fibers can hook the arrow clusters, which are much more convenient when drawing arrows. The arrow clusters are small in front and large in back. Sometimes drawing arrows are even life-threatening, but it is still early Zhao Zhen's arrows were shot on his arms, and pulling arrows will not threaten life.

Although it is protected by silk, Zhao Zhen was in great pain when he pulled the arrow, with his fingers connected to his heart, let alone his arms?

Like a dead fish, Zhao Zhen was wearing thick and thick air, and it hurts, and it hurts. As long as he was injured, it was the same whether you were an emperor or a civilian. The first thing he faced was the threat of tetanus. There was no vaccine in this era, so he could only pull out the arrows as quickly as possible and apply the best-effect Jinchuang medicine to prevent the wound from purging and inflaming.

This time, the encirclement and suppression of assassins was originally a turtle in a jar, but no one expected that these Liao assassins were so difficult. They fought to the death even though they knew they were dead. More than 20 veterans of Zhao Zhen's personal guards were killed and injured, and all the Liao assassins were killed except Yelu Tufted.
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