The Longest Day in Chang’an

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Now that Wenran is temporarily safe, Yao Runeng can finally turn his attention back to Dawanglou itself.

Dawanglou is equipped with a total of eight martial arts princes, taking care of the four sides to send and receive. But now these eight people are all dying, and all are stabbed to death in the heart. The cricket apparently first attacked the Dawanglou and blinded Jing Ansi before taking the next step.

There are no signs of fighting at the scene. Can Yao Ru believe that someone in this world can kill these eight people in such a narrow space without any sound? He searched carefully for a long time, and found that the rice kettle fell to the ground, and the lamb soup inside was all spilled on the floor. He rubbed his fingers, sniffed it next to his nose, and couldn't smell it. Open the water bag again, the water inside has already leaked light.

Yao Ru can guess whether the mutton soup or the water was poisoned in advance. These dozen people were poisoned before being attacked, so they have no resistance at all. What's going on, I'm afraid I can only wait for a laparotomy.

If this guess is true, it must be the traitor inserted in the Jingan Division by the cricket, and the traitor is probably still alive. Thinking of this, Yao Ruen couldn't help but sink.

It is conceivable that the earthworms used the behind-the-scenes organization of the Turkic Wolf Guards. They must have a deeper intention to attack the Jingan Division.

Yao Runeng ordered the handyman to call a few more people to carry the corpses down. In the mouth of the handyman, he dragged the ankle of a corpse in his hand and threw it down the platform. After a while, there was a "slap" landing sound. Yao Runeng was furious and gave the handyman a slap: "Be respectful! These are the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country!"

Handyman only when he was in revenge for surveillance, covering his face and only promise. Yao Ru can ignore him and continue to assess the loss of Dawanglou.

The Qigujiao corner lamps and other objects for communication are still there, and there is no loss, but it is difficult to find eight Wuhou who can understand Qiyu. Training these people is extremely expensive, so there are only two rounds of shifts in Dawanglou. Now there are eight other people scattered all over the city.

Furthermore, the city is now brightly lit, which can be said to be the worst day of the year for the communication conditions of Wanglou. Even after recovery, it is impossible to transmit too complicated information.

What's more troublesome is that all the buildings around Dawanglou have their lights turned off. It is likely that the guards upstairs have also suffered unexpectedly. In other words, the Dawanglou can only skip this circle of towers and transmit signals to the farther tower, so the error will be large.

It is almost impossible to repair the Dawanglou in an hour.

Yao Runeng hit the fence with a punch, and suddenly felt discouraged. Jing Ansi was completely destroyed, Li Sicheng's whereabouts were unknown, and the only officer Zhang Xiaojing was now beaten into a traitor. All this I have done is in vain. No matter how hard I try, I can't stop Que Lehuo's conspiracy.

Yao Ru could slowly lean his body half against the pavilion column and looked weakly towards the dark night sky outside, filled with frustration and despair in his heart. Chang'an City finally revealed its monster nature and devoured those who refused to assimilate a little bit.

Neither Li Sicheng nor Zhang Duwei could stop it, let alone a new one? The only thing I can do is to witness the destruction of this city here.

However, after a few fingers, he suddenly opened his eyes and seemed to see something strange. He concentrated all his energy and looked closely at Wanglou Group in the distance. He noticed that there were regular exchanges between the watch towers, and the purple lights were looming, and they seemed to spread all the way to faraway places.

Huh? Wanglou should be based on Dawanglou, how come the news came from each other? Yao Ru can take a closer look. They don't communicate with each other, but have a specific direction. Although it is not known where that direction is, Yao Ru can immediately judge that a new hub should have formed there.

"It's Zhang Duwei!"

Yao Ru can suddenly become excited. He remembered that the only person who could qualify to order the entire Wanglou system, except Dawanglou, was Zhang Xiaojing, who had a fake holiday.

Be aware that the operation of the Wanglou system is completely independent of other government offices. Even if Zhang Xiaojing was wanted by the whole city, as long as Dawanglou did not revoke the holiday, other Wanglou would still take orders from him.

Zhang Duwei, he hasn't given up yet! He is still running.

Changan City has not lost its last hope.

The passion in Yao Runeng's chest is hard to control. He grabbed the railing and suddenly realized that his position was important to Zhang Duwei ... No, it was very important to the entire Chang'an City.

As long as he controls the Dawanglou, Zhang Xiaojing can continue to use the Wanglou system to track down, so there is still a silver lining to stop Que Lehuo. The fate of Chang'an City will depend on how long he can last in the Dawanglou.

The general trend is so difficult, if I give up again, then there is no hope at all!

Yao Runeng's eyes suddenly became firm. He picked up the purple lantern and sent a clear message over there, and repeated it three times. Then he put down the lantern and clenched his fists.

Next, he was going to stay here, just like Zhang Duwei was in the Western Regions, and he changed his way to Cheng Fengsui, even if he was the enemy of the entire Jingan Division.

Zhang Xiaojing and Tan Qi stood in the alley in front of the bookstore and looked out anxiously. At the entrance of the alley, more than a dozen defenders blocked the way out, all staring at each other.

The alley has been quiet outside, there are tourists passing by on the street, and there is a faint voice of bamboo in the distance. But Zhang Xiaojing promised that the team will soon arrive, but still no movement.

"How long do you want us to wait? What about the team? What about Liu XVII?" The team guarding Catharo took a step forward, the hammer in his hand was raised high, and his eyes were bad. The guards of his men have lost patience, standing closer and closer with their arms.

"Looking at the lantern today, it's not strange to move on the road--" Zhang Xiaojing stretched out the bronze medal and said sharply, "You don't want to act rashly, this is an attack on the court."

The team was sneering: "Even the nobles of the court, killing people, can't go away." He thinks that this liar is bluffing, his arm is shaking, and ordered to take it down.

The crowd rushed forward, and each one was the first.

If the fire master is killed, these defenders will be severely punished. Only by catching the murderer can he be relieved of his guilt. Zhang Xiaojing saw that the scene was almost unbearable, "Shao" withdrew his sword, and pointed the tip of the knife in front of him: "The person who is approaching died!"

"Everything must be paid, debts must be paid!"

Shoucaolang whispered whispered and slowly approached. Zhang Xiaojing also wanted to try to shout, but the opposite side had been yelling in unison, not talking at all. A variety of soldier blades came towards Zhang Xiaojing and Tan Qi.

Zhang Xiaojing cannot hide because Tanqi is behind him. He can only block it head-on. As soon as he fought, he felt extremely uncomfortable with these weapons and was suppressed.

Shou Maolang's weapons are mainly craftsman's tools, including hammers, sickles, whips, chisels, and pitchforks. In Shoucao City, there is no special weapons monitor to build weapons, and residents are all in possession of a tool. It is usually used for work and used as a weapon in wartime. Over time, it has formed its own unique set of fighting toys.

Fortunately, the alley was narrow, and Shoucaolang couldn't fight all at once. Zhang Xiaojing gritted his teeth and tried his best to take advantage of the last advantage in geography to resist.

The two or three people in the front were knocked down, but the enemies continued. Zhang Xiaojing felt that it was not a matter of going on, so he took out three cigarette pills from his waist and threw them out.

As soon as the smoke rose, the whole alley was immediately confused. The lantern turned into a hazy light mass in the fog, and the figure could not tell who it was. Zhang Xiaojing grabbed Tan Qi's hand and ran out desperately. Tan Qi knew that his life was at stake at this time, and said nothing, letting Zhang Xiaojing drag him.

When the two quickly ran out of the alley, Shoucaolang had also restored their sight and chased them over. Zhang Xiaojing slammed a sandalwood chess and pointed forward: "Fangjiao paving soldiers, go to the official!"

"how about you?"

"I'll block them!" Zhang Xiaojing turned around fiercely, turning the saber across his chest.

After all, Shou Maolang is an underground organization, and the government will not tolerate them to make trouble in Changan even if it acquiesces. As long as the soldiers can be disturbed, Shoucaolang will retreat with difficulty.

"Remember! Mention my name!" Zhang Xiaojing shouted.

Tan Qi turned and ran, and behind him came the ding-knock of the warriors. Without looking back, she ran out for more than two hundred steps in one breath, almost bursting out of her lungs, and she could already see the dazzling night light in front of Wuhoupu's door in Fangjiao.

Compared with the guards of other Zhufang, the work of laying soldiers in Pingkangfang is easier. Most of the residents went outside, but there was nothing to do in the workshop. Several Wuhou sat around an iron pan, their faces full of joy. Several camel hooves were simmered in the pot, and the thick brown soup rumbling and rolling, making the whole room steaming.

The fire was almost over, and a chubby martial artist carefully pulled out a small delicate silk pocket. He grabbed a handful of minced pepper from the inside, rubbed his fingers carefully, and sprinkled in a little, afraid he would put too much.

At this time, the door was slammed open, and Wuhou shivered, throwing a handful of pepper into the pot. The rich scent flew out of the pot, making Wuhou's face white with distress.

"Who dares to trespass Wuhou shop?" He drank angrily, and looked again, the intruder was a young woman with extraordinary clothes. The woman shouted eagerly as soon as she entered the door: "We are from Jing'an Division! We were attacked by thieves and my companion urgently needed support."

Wuhou looked at each other, but no one moved their buttocks. The camel hooves will be ready to eat right away, who would be happy to leave.

Tan Qi was very annoyed to see them not moving, and urged loudly: "Go quickly! Human lives close to heaven!" Fat Wuhou said lazily: "Where is the strongman, what is the name, where is the murderer, you have to write It ’s just a matter of course, so we can handle it easily. "Several people around laughed, and picked up chopsticks to clamp the meat in the pot.

"You think about it. The man outside is called Zhang Xiaojing!" Tan Qi's voice was a bit harsh.

As soon as the name was spoken, several martial arts movements in the room were stiff. The fat martial warrior asked tremblingly, "Which Zhang Xiaojing?" Tan Qi sneered: "Who are the five ancestors?"

The name seems to have a magical power. These martial arts hurriedly put down the tableware, the fork with the fork, and the knife with the knife, all followed Tanqi out of the shop.

Tan Qi took this group of lazy martial arts rushes towards the alley of the bookstore and just faced Zhang Xiaojing running towards this side. There seemed to be a lot of blood on him, and there were a few less guardians behind him, but he was still chasing after him.

The two groups of people rushed to the middle of Little Cross Street, which made it difficult to stop and form a confrontation. Here is a group of horribly paved soldiers, over there is a menacing defender, and in the middle is a gasping Zhang Xiaojing. He was seriously injured, standing unsteady, and was supported by Tanqi.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and both sides looked at each other, and no one dared to act rashly. Fat Wuhou tentatively opened his mouth: "Zhangtou ... Come here quickly."

Tan Qi glanced at the guards and caught the Langs, and helped Zhang Xiaojing go here. There was a commotion in Shoucaolang, but the other side was a soldier in the government house. They dared not make too much of it. The Wuhou men raised their fork knives high, showing nervousness. They knew that the fierceness of Shoumolang was really going to break out, and these people could not stop it.

The silence of the confrontation was suddenly broken by a series of footsteps coming from afar. Soon a small pass came running out of breath. He was shocked to see this scene of confrontation. Fat Wuhou ordered the others to continue to stare, and then took a half step back and asked him why he was here.

Xiaotong Chuan complained: "Why aren't you all in the shop, let me find it easily! Jingan Secretary has issued three orders!"

A regular order for one pigeon, a quick order for two pigeons and a quick order for three pigeons are urgent orders to be executed immediately. However, the order was actually issued by Jing'an Division. The Wuhous didn't feel anything. Zhang Xiaojing's shoulder in Tan Qi's arms was shocked.

Xiaotong Biography unfolded the document in his hand and said to Fat Wuhou: "You listen quickly, I read it, and I have to go elsewhere after reading it." Most Wuhou people are illiterate, so the document will not be issued. Go to every Wuhou shop, but let Tong Chuan be notified one by one and read it again on the spot.

Xiaotong cleared his throat and said aloud: "Here is a serious offense to Zhang Xiaojing, his face is long and short, his face is blind, his left eye is high, he is about six to two feet tall, and he will kill him if he sees him ..."

Before the Xiaotong Biography was finished, Zhang Xiaojing slammed Tanqi away and walked between Shoucaolang and Wuhou. Both sides and Tanqi didn't react, he had already run away.

"Chasing!" The leading team reacted just now, and a group of people chased past. The martial arts looked at each other on the ground, and all turned their eyes to the fat martial arts. Fat Wuhou had the intention to withdraw his soldiers back to the shop, but he found that Xiaotong Chuan was still standing next to him, looking at it all in his eyes, and had to gritt his teeth: "Catch it!"

A martial artist timidly said: "That's a head ..." I don't know if this sentence is for his old feelings, or he fears Zhang Yan's fierceness. Fat Wuhou glared: "That must be chased!"

It is a matter of ability to catch up, but it is a matter of attitude.

So the Wuhous also rushed over there, but they were not very active. Intentionally or unintentionally, no one ignored Tan Chess and left no one to ask questions, so she threw her there alone.

Tan Qi stayed at the crossroads of an empty moment and was at a loss. She knew that Zhang Xiaojing was afraid of harming her, so she ran away alone—after all, only one name was mentioned on the wanted order.

But what about this wanted order? How did Zhang Xiaojing become a dangerous criminal wanted throughout the city? What does this have to do with the Jingan Division attack? If the son is present, this kind of thing will never be allowed to happen ... Tan Qi thought of this, and his heart suddenly became cold-does it mean that the son is no longer here?

Tan Qi looked at Guangdefang in the shadows in the distance, and at the street where Zhang Xiaojing's figure disappeared. She only trusted these two men, and they both left her and could no longer rely on her. Despair and massive doubts poured into Tanqi's brain, making her dizzy and almost unable to stand. Tan Qi slowly crouched down, feeling unprecedented loneliness and fear.

The son was gone, the Jingan Division was burnt, and now Zhang Xiaojing has become a wanted criminal all over the city. No one cares about what will happen to Chang'an City.

This kind of experience is like returning to the time when she was abandoned by her father when she was a child and went to the streets. The fear that had long been hidden in the memory surfaced again, making Tanqi shudder.