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Chapter 020 The Assassin Who Fears Death

I have never seen any scenes like this. Seeing this situation, I was still as calm as a mountain. I still kept my hands behind my back and calmly told my daughter: "Cuiyan, take a healthy woman with me, retreat to the back house, and protect the elderly and weak women."

The name of the county lord of love is Cuiyan, which is very vulgar. Of course, what good name can a martial artist take? For some reason, when he was nervous, Zhao Xing inexplicably thought about the name of the girl. He quickly shook his head and pulled his thoughts back.

"Yes, but Dad, hurry up and go in-"

Faced with her daughter's concern, the British husband was very happy and proudly caressed his beard: "I have passed the battle of thousands of troops, but I am still afraid of these fragmented methods? Don't worry about doing things."

Seeing his daughter taking the Duke's Mansion and his wife, the British Duke ordered the little fat man: "Split twenty strong servants and hand them over to Zhao Xing." Then he said to Zhao Xing: "The target this time must be you. Setting fire is just to stir up the chaos. They are so busy with troubled waters, and take my veterans to take care of your family."

Zhao Xing bowed gratefully: "The Duke of the State is indeed alone, so I'm going now." Then he greeted the servants composed of veterans from the twenty-hundred battles and rushed towards the small courtyard occupied by his group of people.

My mother, Guo Guangsheng, Gao Sheng and others were already protected in the house. Her brothers were on guard. Seeing Zhao Xing bringing the servants of the 20 countries in, Wang Dazhuang stepped forward with a nervous look on his face and asked: "Why, the matter is bigger than expected?"

Zhao Xing smiled indifferently: "Even if the flood is over, it can only cover the dam of these twenty brothers."

After saying this, the twenty people proudly raised their chests and occupied all the key points of the courtyard in a blink of an eye, as if the military formation was tightly formed.

As the fire was shouted outside, the courtyard seemed particularly quiet, but this quietness made people feel even more strange and nervous.

While the fire was being put out in chaos and the small yard was waiting for the battle, suddenly, a dozen masked figures in black appeared on the wall of the small yard like ghosts. They reached out and jumped onto the wall and jumped into the yard.

Zhao Xing's heart skipped a beat at that time: "The enemy's target is so accurate, which means there are spies in the Duke's Mansion." But now there is no time to think too much, and he couldn't help but scream: "The enemy attacks, the warriors fight, and the brothers guard the house to the death."

In fact, he didn't need to give him instructions. When the first enemy jumped into the yard, the leader of the Duke's Mansion yelled calmly: "The Mandarin Duck Formation."

With his military orders, the other brothers shouted together: "The world is invincible." As the formation changes, a small but powerful mandarin duck formation was set off in a blink of an eye.

Qi Jiguang, based on the mountainous mausoleums and swamps along the coast of Zhejiang and Fujian, the roads are rough and the large troops are not easy to unfold, and the Japanese pirates are good at setting ambush and are good at close contact, creating this new combat formation - the "Mandarin duck formation". It is just suitable for the current situation.

The head of the family servants was the leader of the formation, and the left and right brothers cooperated to protect them. The brothers behind him were in charge of the battle. The formation was 10% and his power was immediately revealed when facing more than a dozen enemy masters. The advance and retreat were like flowing water, blocking the enemy's attack, and then turned around and began to oppress and counterattack the enemy.

The Mandarin Duck Formation is extremely powerful, but the enemy is very skilled and powerful, and the entire courtyard is full of killing sounds.

Zhao Xing and his group of weapons became spectators.

However, Zhao Xing also took this opportunity to appreciate Qi Jiguang's wisdom and the power of the Yuanyang Formation he invented. The entire formation was like flowing water between advancing and retreating. Although there was no real weapon equipment, he still killed and killed the enemy, and did not even have the chance to fight back.

Seeing such a huge power, Zhao Xing secretly made up his mind that he would ask the Duke for advice on this formation at the right time, and then arrange the ten brothers to train them to maintain a life-saving skill in the end of the upcoming war.

There was a burst of shouts of killing here, and the majestic general of the Duke of the State came from outside the yard: "Zhang Zhiji, take 50 servants around the courtyard, be sure to take down all the thieves, don't worry about the others, and continue to put out the fire and guard against the fire."

As the general order was passed down, the Duke's Mansion became a battlefield for the army. Zhang Zhiji rushed to the yard with fifty trusted servants, and the others seemed to be a group of war. The fire was not extinguished, and the warning was not a trace of panic. He was really well-trained and well-organized, and he was really worthy of being a general family.

With the arrival of the little fat man's reinforcements, facing the real military soldiers, how could those rich men in the world be the opponent? The battle in the small yard ended neatly. Three people were injured on one side, and the enemy left five corpses, and then they rushed up to the house, climbed high and low and left.

Zhao Xing and others urgently checked the annihilated person, hoping to have one or two survivors, but they disappointed him. No wonder these thieves came in without shouting. It was not that they were afraid of disturbing others, but that each of them had a highly poisonous pill in their mouths. Once they could not escape due to the battle, they immediately swallowed the medicine and died.

When did such a group of desperate people appear in the capital?

When it was almost dawn, everything became quiet. Zhao Xing and the little fat man worked together to pull the heavy central gate of the Duke's Mansion, accompanied the Duke of England out of the yard, stood on the steps, and looked at the street in front of him.

There were no corpses, no lost swords and guns, and there were no blood from last night's battle. The disappeared beggars and refugees were still lying under the eaves, wailing and screaming. In the streets, the soldiers and soldiers who were getting up early in the five cities continued to leisurely search for the refugees on the streets and alleys to die. Except for the shops on both sides opening a little later than before, there were smoke in the yard behind them indicating that the huge changes last night, the market was still peaceful and the world was still harmonious. It seemed that nothing had happened, and everything was as strange as an illusion.

The British Duke frowned and held his hands behind his back said coldly: "The emperor's feet are so open and fierce, killing people in the streets, and burning my British Duke's Mansion. Then, he did so smoothly from beginning to end, and the five cities' military officials cannot escape."

Zhao Xing smiled and shook his head: "But the Five City Military and Horses and the Emperor secretly visited a refugee scholar in Shaanxi to understand the truth about Shanxi and Shaanxi?"

The little fat man nodded: "There is nothing to do with the Shanxi Affairs and the Five Cities Warriors and the Situation of the Five Cities."

Zhao Xing intercepted: "Then why did they spare no effort to chase and kill Guo Guangsheng, who could find the truth all over the streets, and me who was insignificant Jinyiwei, who was unpopular?"

The little fat man pondered for a moment: "It seems unreasonable."

"Why did they still pursue the Duke's Mansion even though they knew that the Duke was very popular in the dynasty, and did not hesitate to burn the Duke's Mansion and offend the Duke's Mansion?"

The fat man scratched his head and was speechless. People with all kinds of personalities would not care about the details. Zhao Xing asked this, but he actually had a bit of a sense of playing the piano for a cow, and he was a heartless cow.

The British Duke looked at Zhao Xing with fun and said lightly: "The emperor will not come out today. You go back to settle your family and relatives. I will go to the palace immediately and report the great things to the emperor. Humph, I don't believe it anymore. There is such a big thing under the feet of the emperor. Is there any law or law?"

This is indeed a big deal. In the past few hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, it was the first time that the emperor issued an order to attack the nobles' mansion and burned and killed them.

But from the tone of the British Duke, he had actually accepted Zhao Xing's suggestion that the five cities' military personnel cannot be separated from each other, but they are definitely the kind of being used. The real black hands are definitely the big boss in the court. They think that even if the British Duke is angry, they will definitely have no choice but to do anything to them.

But even so, Zhao Xing couldn't figure out how to fight for someone who could find the truth everywhere. Is it worth it to fight like this? The refugees in the northwest are endless. As long as the emperor is determined, things will be exposed sooner or later.

"Emperor?" Zhao Xing's head suddenly flashed with inspiration, and the word came out, "Are you a person who is interested and is also using the emperor?" Thinking of this, Zhao Xing was shocked.
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