Dark clouds gradually covered the entire Xianyang City. While blocking the moon, it sprinkled a drizzle in Xianyang City.
Under the curfew, there were no more pedestrians on the road. Only a four-horse carriage was driving on the wide street.
In the quiet night, there was only the sound of horse hooves and the sound of wooden wheels hitting the brick floor.
Leaning against the soft couch, Ying Qian lifted the curtain and looked at the road outside the window.
"It's only been a few hours, and the streets are already so quiet.”
"If you look outside the window, you can tell that this is the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty. If you pull down the curtain, you might think that this is a desolate mountain range.”
"Tsk tsk, Great Qin doesn't have a nightlife!”
Ying Qian smacked his lips and prepared to put down the curtain.
However, just as Ying Qian's hand landed on the curtain, his expression froze.
"Meng Tian, did you see any soldiers patrolling the streets along the way?”
There would definitely be soldiers patrolling the streets during the curfew. Otherwise, what could be banned?
Meng Tian's expression changed.”
"Not good!"
"Draw your swords and stop the car!"
Ying Qian's right hand pressed down on the lower frame of the car window, and he exerted force with his feet.
In a pavilion not far ahead, a warrior with a disgraceful appearance bowed and cupped his hands as he spoke respectfully.
"Patriarch, it has been confirmed. The person in the carriage is undoubtedly the Third Young Master.”
Zoko Qiue stroked his beard and chuckled.
"I have to thank Third Young Master. If Third Young Master hadn't killed Wu Jie, I wouldn't have become the number one person under Marquis Changxin.”
"Unfortunately, Marquis Changxin has already given the order. Please forgive me…"
"Wait!"
Seeing the carriage stop, Qiu Jie shouted in a low voice,""They realized something was wrong."
"Attack!"
Qiu Jie suddenly swung his right hand down, and the five crossbowmen jumped onto the wall. The Mountain Gazing Crossbow in their hands firmly locked onto the carriage.
He pulled the trigger, and the bowstring of the ox tendon crossbow suddenly exerted force, urging the bronze crossbow bolt weighing 50 grams to shoot toward the carriage.
"Sou ~"
At the same time as the arrows were fired, Ying Qian had already pressed his hand on the window and rolled down the window.
"Bang!"
Hearing the violent noise behind him, Ying Qian subconsciously looked back and saw that the carriage he was in had turned into a pile of wreckage.
Wooden planks and carriage shafts scattered all over the ground.
The main seat of the carriage was pierced by three arrows.
" Run!" Meng Tian's expression was extremely grave." Young Master, run!"”
"Someone who can mobilize the curfew soldiers and take out five Qin crossbows is definitely not a good person.”
"There are only eleven guards in our division, they are definitely not their match!”
The ten personal guards also held their swords in their hands, their expressions firm. Clearly, they had already made up their minds to fight to the death.
Ying Qian's eyes were cold as he said in a deep voice,""He even used the Qin crossbow."
"Do you think they will leave me a way to escape?”
"Even if there is a seemingly safe escape route, there must be a trap!”
As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Tian heard hurried footsteps.
Listening to the footsteps, Meng Tian's expression turned even uglier.
"From the sound of footsteps, there should be about a hundred people.”
"The footsteps are orderly and there are no shouts. They should be the enemy's backers and are very likely death warriors.”
It seemed that he would die here today.
It was a pity that he had not left any descendants for the Meng Clan before he died!
The responsibility of carrying on the family line could only be handed over to his younger brother Meng Yi.
Ying Qian sneered,"The person who made the move thinks highly of me."”
"Five Qin crossbows aren't enough, but there are nearly a hundred death warriors.”
"It's enough to mobilize a large number of people!"
If he had encountered such a situation before he obtained the Mystic Bird Blood Essence rewarded by the system, Ying Qian might have panicked.
But now?
Ying Qian was eager to try.
Ying Qian looked around and suddenly spoke.
"Qin crossbows need to be strung by the feet. Five Qin crossbows cannot form a three-shot formation.”
"Kill the crossbowmen first!"
"Yes!" Meng Tian immediately replied.
"Follow this assistant minister and charge!"
"Kill them!"
As the ten personal guards shouted in unison, Ying Qian took the lead and charged forward.
And in Ying Qian's hand, there was also a carriage shaft!
Meng Tian was stunned, and then she turned pale with fright.
"Young Master, be careful!"
I'm asking my bodyguards to charge with me, not for you to charge first!
Qiu Jie sneered." Do you think that you can break through the blockade of five crossbowmen with just your flesh and blood?"”
Currently, Great Qin's citizens could freely wield swords, swords, bows, and arrows, but they could not wield armor or crossbows.
It was because armor and crossbows were too important in battle!
As they spoke, the five crossbowmen had already climbed over the wall and reloaded their arrows.
"Sou ~~"
Ying Qian's eyes were fixed on the Mountain Gazing Crossbows in the hands of the five crossbowmen.
The moment the sound of air being torn rang out, Ying Qian lowered his body and rolled forward.
The posture was ugly, but the effect was excellent!
The five ballista bolts directly brushed past Ying Qian's body and shot further back.
After rolling around for a while, Ying Qian looked at the five crossbowmen who were close to him with a ferocious expression.
"Die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Qian suddenly exerted strength under his feet and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed.
Under the horrified gazes of the five crossbowmen, the ten feet long shaft in Ying Qian's hand suddenly swept across.
"Bang!"
"Ah ~~~"
Before the three crossbowmen in front of Ying Qian could draw their Qin swords, they were swept away by Ying Qian.
The shaft in Ying Qian's hand broke into two, but the three crossbowmen also spat out blood. It looked like they were no longer going to live.
"Kill them!"
The remaining two crossbowmen hurriedly pulled out their swords and slashed at Ying Qian.
"Noisy!"
Ying Qian shouted angrily. The remaining half of the short stick in his hand hacked down at one of the people's head without caring about anything.
Under the immense force, the head of one of the crossbowmen exploded, and his brain matter splattered all over the ground.
Meng Tian, who had been running all the way, finally rushed over. She was dumbfounded when she saw this scene.
If it was Wang Jian or Meng Wu who had caused such a massacre, Meng Tian would not find it strange at all.
However, the person who killed four enemies in a short period of time and smashed one of their heads in an extremely brutal manner was the Third Young Master Ying Qian who only loved to make money all his life!
Recalling Ying Qian's gentle and refined appearance in the past, and looking at the tragic situation in front of her, Meng Tian felt that her worldview had suffered a strong impact.
Seeing that the last crossbowman was about to launch a sneak attack, Meng Tian immediately shouted.
"Young Master, be careful!"
He threw out his scabbard and blocked the last sword for Ying Qian. The ten bodyguards immediately went forward and chopped the last crossbow soldier into meat paste.
"The road ahead is clear. Young Master, retreat quickly!"
Just as Meng Tian shouted, a total of 80 men of sacrifice dressed in night clothes and holding Qin swords ran out from the front and back alleys.
Not only were there many of them, but they also attacked from the front and back, trapping Ying Qian and the others in the middle of the alley.
Wiping away the brain matter on his face, Ying Qian patted Meng Tian's shoulder and chuckled.
"Since the other party is so enthusiastic, how can we chill his heart?”
Ying Qian picked up the Qin swords that the five crossbowmen had dropped. He tied four of them to his waist and held one in his hand. His face was filled with madness.
"Come, let us fight to our heart's content!"
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