Three days later, in the late afternoon, Xu Haifeng invited Fang Zhong and several other friends who got along well to come to a place with fireworks to have fun. Accompanying them were Lin Changkong, Zhebie and Qin Yong, as well as more than ten guards.
At this moment, Cheng Yingjie led ten family members to rush to the most famous brothel in the capital - Yixianju. He was whipping his horse while cursing non-stop. If it were usual times, he would have arrived at Yixianju and been intimate with Huaxianer Miss.
But today, for some unknown reason, the convoy of foreign merchants from the second team collided with each other. What made him even more depressed was that the Han peoples love for watching excitement brought a surge of onlookers, and the crowded crowd completely blocked the main road. Cheng Gongzi was trapped in the crowd, unable to move. Although he had excellent martial arts skills, this was the capital, not his hometown in the south. No matter how bold he was, he didnt dare to show off his lightness skill under the clear sky and bright sun.
Commanding the crowd of officials, they slowly squeezed out of the crowd, and they didnt dare to casually whip the onlookers. In the capital, there is a saying that with just one stone, you can hit a second-grade official, this sentence is somewhat exaggerated, but it can be seen that the capital is a place where high-ranking officials are as common as clouds.
Heaven knows, among the audience here, there may be a few officials sons in disguise. The security of the capital is the best within the Great Han territory, and one of the main reasons is that everyone has scruples and does not dare to act recklessly. Unlike some local forces, they can do whatever they want on their own turf without anyone daring to hold them accountable.
Ahead was a sea of people, and it was impossible to pass through in a straight line. Fortunately, the Cheng family had been operating in the capital for many years and still had some knowledge of the roads. Cheng Yingjie retreated and took a detour, leading everyone around in a big circle. However, as the sky grew darker, he thought of Xianers gentle movements on the bed, and his heart itched with impatience. He chose the nearest small path and slipped in. This road was not only the closest but also the most secluded. But he prided himself on his superior martial arts skills, and with a top-notch expert by his side, he didnt consider this danger factor to be of any importance.
Just as they were about to leave the alley, a sudden sound of crossbow bolts being fired came from afar. Cheng Ying-jie and his men were all seasoned veterans of the Cheng familys elite troops, not one of them was incompetent, so they immediately knew that this was the sound of crossbow arrows being launched. They immediately drew out their weapons and began to parry and block. Two of them even used their bodies to shield their young master. However, this hail of arrows was both swift and ruthless, and still three people were hit by crossbow bolts and fell to the ground, groaning incessantly.
About a dozen figures jumped down from the walls on both sides and attacked. Cheng Yingjie was the youngest son of the master of the Cheng family, who was most loved by his father, and had a guard beside him, who was an elder of the Cheng familys collateral branch, known as Guai Zi Cheng Jia Hui. His martial arts skills were already among the best in Jianghu. At this moment, he was fearless in the face of danger, protecting Cheng Yingjie behind him, with his palms facing upwards and an iron rod held horizontally across his chest, creating a shadowy area that deflected the incoming crossbow arrows one by one.
"Little lord, hurry up." Cheng Jiahui knew that the opponent was well-prepared and couldnt afford to drag on the fight. He pulled Cheng Yingjies hand, not retreating but advancing instead, wanting to kill his way out from the front. Cheng Yingjie drew out her treasured sword, made a sword flower, and closely followed behind. The rest of the guards disregarded their own safety, desperately protecting them from behind.
Cheng Jiahuis kung fu was mostly concentrated on this iron staff, and when he swung it, he truly had the courage of a thousand men. He swept and chopped horizontally and vertically, instantly sending three people flying, but while he appeared to be in control, he was secretly suffering. These few strikes were all made with his full strength, and although the masked men who blocked his way were repelled by the true energy of the staff, they were not injured, showing that they were at least second-rate masters, and these people were fierce and fearless, retreating slightly before advancing again. He didnt need to turn around, for just hearing those familiar cries of pain, he knew that the masked men surrounding him from behind were absolutely no weaker than the ones in front. His heart grew more and more shocked - where did these masters come from? How was it that Chengs information network had never heard of them before?
But at this moment, Rong couldnt afford to think so much, he could only muster his spirit and fight with all his might, in order to have a glimmer of hope.
Cheng Jiahui took one step at a time, swinging his staff and advancing steadily. If he could just take ten more steps forward, he would be able to exit the alleyway. At that point, the terrain would open up, and his chances of escape would greatly increase. Moreover, this was the imperial capital, and since such a fierce battle had occurred, the city defense troops would soon arrive. No matter how formidable these assassins were, they would only have to retreat when faced with regular soldiers.
Suddenly, three black and lightless soft swords flashed towards him like lightning. His face changed, he let out a loud roar, and the iron rod in his hand drew out countless virtual shadows, forcibly blocking all three swords. However, the power contained in these three swords was not trivial, and each swords force made his body shake. Finally, he could no longer hold back, and a mouthful of fresh blood "whooshed" out, and his forward pace was forced to stop.
These three swords were not unfamiliar to him, and he had even fought against them before. He knew that once they arrived, there was no chance of survival today. However, his only concern was the safety of the young master. He summoned his remaining strength, let out a loud shout: "Its the treacherous Caesars! Young Master, hurry up and leave!" After finishing speaking, he forcefully mustered his energy, kicked backwards with one foot, using a clever force to kick Cheng Yingjie forward, while he himself charged into the encirclement of the three men. With an iron rod, he clashed and struck fiercely, completely adopting a life-or-death fighting style. Its unknown whether his desperate attack had any effect, but in short, these three people were not eager to pursue Cheng Yingjie; instead, they surrounded him, their three soft swords striking left and right, as if weaving an invisible large net. As soon as they closed in, they would be able to capture him alive.
Cheng Yingjie was kicked by him and flew over the battlefield of several people like a cloud, rushing towards the alley entrance. Suddenly, a figure blocked his way, he raised his sword to stab, but suddenly found that the other party was holding a crossbow in his hand, and the sight of the crossbow was facing himself at this moment. A flash of light, an arrow shot out. He reacted quickly, rolled over lazily, barely avoiding the arrow. He was also from a famous family, and with one glance, he saw that this roadblock tiger was just an ordinary person without any martial arts skills.
He was only three steps away from the alley entrance, and there were no enemies behind this ordinary person. The man had nothing but a crossbow that had already shot an arrow in his hand. Cheng Yingjue let out a cold laugh, jumped high, and swung his sword, deciding to kill this person on the spot to establish his authority and vent his anger at being ambushed.
Cheng Yingjie was in mid-air, and saw that the person had raised his crossbow again, seemingly to shoot at him. He sneered inwardly, knowing that anyone who had been in the military knew that while crossbows were superior to bows in terms of range and power, they also had a fatal flaw that made them unable to replace bows as the main configuration in the army.
The flaw is the speed, the loading speed. A crossbow can only shoot one bolt at a time, and after shooting, it needs to rely on leg strength to pull the bowstring back open and load a new bolt. This person raised the shot crossbow without thinking, clearly in a state of panic, and hastily did whatever came to hand.
Just as he thought he had escaped, the crossbow in his opponents hand suddenly sprang to life again, and a dark light shot out from the bow. Cheng Yingjie was so frightened that his soul flew away, what kind of thing is this, how can it shoot twice? At this time, he was at the moment when his old strength had been exhausted and his new strength had not yet been born, how could he dodge again?
"Ah!" Cheng Yingjie let out a heart-wrenching cry, the arrow having pierced through his thigh. He had been pampered since childhood and had never experienced such suffering before. He clutched at his right leg, wailing in agony.
The masked man took a step forward, removed his mask, and turned out to be Jiang Kongming, whom Xu Haifeng called the "Dog Head Military Advisor". He let out a long sigh and said with a smirk: "I told you youre stupid, but you didnt believe me. This thing is my newly developed Zhuge Repeating Crossbow, which can fire seven arrows in a row. Didnt expect that, did you? Its fine if youre stupid, but being stupid to the point of coming out to die is your own fault." After finishing speaking, he didnt even look at Cheng Yingjies eyes filled with anger, and with a casual wave of his hand, the other two masked men tightly bound Cheng Yingjie and took him away.
The three people who fought against Cheng Jiahui were the Andrew brothers. Their martial arts skills were high, and none of them were inferior to Cheng Jiahui. Moreover, they also knew a set of combination punches that could unleash double the power once used. This was also the biggest capital for Andrew to boastfully challenge Caesars number one master, Auben. In this battle, the three brothers surrounded Cheng Jiahui, which was simply a small test. If it werent for Jiang Kongmings orders to capture him alive if possible, the fight would have ended long ago.
Cheng Jiahui was originally just dodging left and right, surrounded by danger, when he suddenly heard Cheng Yingjies mournful cry. His heart turned cold, knowing that this time they were truly defeated, not even the young master had escaped. He relaxed his guard for a moment, and was caught off guard by Atlanta, who landed a heavy palm on his back. He couldnt withstand it, stumbled, and slowly fell to the ground.
At this time, all the battles in the field ended. The remaining guards of Cheng Yingjie were surrounded by the Imperial Guards and none of them survived. Fortunately, everyone remembered Jiang Kongmings words and did not kill them outright. However, five people died from excessive blood loss, and the rest were also seriously injured and on the verge of death.
This ambush was entirely planned by Jiang Koming. He found out that Cheng Yingjie had recently been getting close to Xianer from Yixianju, so he deliberately created a traffic accident. As expected, Cheng Yingjie chose to take this secluded alley to save time. Now that the prey has taken the bait, its only natural to shut the door and catch him off guard.
Moreover, he ordered Xu Haifeng to specially invite a few people to have fun, as ironclad evidence that they were not present. Since the three top masters of the Black Flag Army were all absent from the scene, their suspicion was reduced to the lowest level.
Everything was within Jiang Kung-mings calculations, except for one thing that was beyond his expectation. That is, Cheng Ying-jies personal bodyguard, Cheng Jia-hui, knew the identity of the Andrew brothers just by looking at their swords and made the correct decision to abandon the car and protect the general. From this, it can be seen that Cheng Jia-hui had long been familiar with the Andrew brothers identities and martial arts skills, knowing that he was absolutely no match for the three Andrew brothers alone. How they knew each other really made Jiang Kung-ming curious.
Under the arrangement of Jiang Kung-ming, they divided into two routes. One route was led by Jiang Kung-ming and returned to their temporary residence. The other route was led by Andrew Brothers, who took the captives with them and quietly passed through the city wall back to the garrison outside the city. Thus, this interception mission was successfully completed.
