Chapter 18 Section 12
In the "slaughter room", Zhu Ya and Ah Sang had already heard the sound of fighting outside.
Ah Sang ran to the top floor of the building, looking down at the fighting on the street.He saw how the mysterious enemy in black completely smashed his own defenses on the street with lightning.
——Definitely not from "Toyoshi Takashi".It's cold!
If Ah Sang goes outside the "massacre" in time to personally command, there is still hope to resist the opponent's offensive.The total number of opponents is no more than 200 people, as long as they resist the first wave of onslaught, they can win.It's a pity that the enemy's actions are too fast.
"Defend the wall on all sides! Never let the opponent enter the wall!" Ah Sang ordered. "Gather all archers here!"
This was a life-and-death battle, but Ah Sang didn't feel any nervousness or fear.More than ten years ago, he was closer to the gate of hell than he is today.Ever since he was stabbed in the neck, he didn't think about death anymore—every day's life was picked up anyway.
Only then did the fat Zhu Ya run up panting.
"How?" Zhu Ya asked out of breath.
"It's almost here." Ah Sang replied calmly. "The number of the other party is almost the same as here. But we have a wall to protect us, and we can hold off for a while. I hope that during this time, the brothers outside will come to rescue."
"Will they...will come?" Zhu Ya wondered.
When the news of the battle broke out on Anton Avenue, fires were ignited at the "slaughterhouse" strongholds in the city at the same time. Zhu Ya's direct subordinates all suspected that the remnants of the rebel party were the masterminds behind this surprise attack; while Old Yu Bo, Feng Feng and Hei Gou's former subordinates had long been frightened, and they firmly believed that Zhu Ya was taking advantage of tonight to launch a purge. The first bloody conflict broke out in Jiwei Northeast District.Here, thirty or forty people on each side have been confronting each other, and the atmosphere has become more and more tense as the moon rises higher and higher.Then news of the Main Street battle came.The two sides started a scolding war.One of the gangsters who defected from the remnant party cursed a series of extremely vicious swear words.One of Zhu Ya's subordinates couldn't bear it anymore, and threw the hatchet in his hand, slashing the thigh of the curser on the opposite side. Once thrown, the ax cannot be retrieved. A melee ensues.The flames of war quickly spread throughout Jiwei, and then involved Pingxishi Hutong, Pingxi Street, Shannan Street and other places. The organizational structure of the "slaughterhouse" has cracks that will never be repaired.Internal strife is always more ruthless than war.Because peace can still be negotiated in war, but infighting can only distinguish between winners and losers.Even surrender is impossible. Zhu Ya's command power was instantly reduced from the entire city to only the "slaughterhouse".And the "slaughterhouse" is about to face the biggest crisis since it was built.
"It's time to prepare for a counterattack." Yu Runsheng said to Pang Wenying in the camp on the outskirts. "Are you really that confident?" Pang Wenying asked. "Just now my subordinate Ye Yi came back to report that the surprise attack team has safely entered Piaocheng." Yu Runsheng said. "As long as they are within the walls, no one and nothing can stop them."
The archers of the "slaughter house" fired cluster after cluster of arrow feathers at the siege troops commanded by Di Bin from the windows on the top floor of the tower of the "slaughter house". However, Wu Chaoyi, who had rich experience in sieges, had already prepared for it, and evenly distributed half of his subordinates who were still holding rattan shields in the whole team, holding up the shields to resist the enemy's arrows.This kind of hard rattan shield was specially purchased by Pang Wenying, and it can only be produced by the Luomeng people in the southwest barbarian area. An important salt transportation checkpoint. Only a few feathered arrows with accurate angles could be shot into the hard vine, and the rest of the arrows were all bounced off by the shield.Di Bin's siege team was like a large group of travelers holding paper umbrellas to shelter from the rain, advancing slowly together under the protection of the shield array.When they reached the south wall of the "slaughterhouse", only one person was shot dead and three people were slightly injured. A hundred siege soldiers immediately spread out into long horizontal rows, clinging to the outside of the wall.The "slaughterhouse" archers on the building could no longer see the enemy, let alone shoot arrows. "Prepare oil melon and kindling!" Di Bin ordered. Twenty of them took out an oiled paper package the size of a human head from their luggage. When they were unwrapped, they revealed large melons with small pieces cut off from the top, but the cuts were sealed with wax. At the same time, five other siege soldiers took out flints and ignition primers, and skillfully ignited the fire. Inside this wall, the defense of the "massacre house" has also assembled nearly a hundred people, setting up a counterattack formation, and killing the enemies who cross the wall at any time. If there wasn't the ten-foot-high fence separating them, the two sides would have already reached a close distance where they could step on each other's insteps. "Throw it away!" Di Bin shouted. The twenty subordinates took three steps away from the wall at the same time, and then accurately threw the big melon on their hands over the wall.The throwing points are concentrated in one place in the middle of the wall. The defenders inside the wall suddenly saw a large pile of foreign objects falling over the top of the wall, and they didn't dare to reach out to catch them, and they all ran outside to avoid it. The big melon burst when it fell to the ground.The lamp oil hidden in the melon was splashed everywhere, and some "slaughterhouse" soldiers who stood closer had the oil splashed on their clothes. This kind of fire attack weapon was thought up by Wu Chaoyi: peel off the top of a large hard-skinned melon picked in the field, hollow out the melon flesh, dry the melon shell, then inject lamp oil, and then seal the incision with wax. "Fire!" Di Bin shouted again. Another group of subordinates threw dozens of small stones towards the same place.Each piece is tied with a burning cotton rope. "It's fire! Don't let it set on fire! Damn—" The people in the "slaughterhouse" shouted in panic, but they had no countermeasures. Flames instantly ignited inside the wall.Several people in the "slaughter house" were also burned because their clothes were stained with oil, and they ran wildly and rolled on the ground. The panicked screams of everyone in the "slaughterhouse" covered up the sound of the iron hooks being put on the top of the wall. Thirty of the most powerful Xing Leng'er, with their waist knives in their teeth and steel wristbands on their arms, jumped down from the wall like shadows. Multiple defensive formations. This is the most dangerous part of the siege battle: if these thirty people are knocked down in a short period of time, then the colleagues who later crossed the wall and attacked will become the prey to be slaughtered one by one. Of course, the guards of the "slaughter house" also saw this, and immediately launched a fierce three-sided siege to the thirty intruders.Blade to blade strike sparks.Xing Leng'er only made the least amount of counterattacks, and concentrated on defending the passage through the wall, buying time for his colleagues outside the wall to attack. People guarding the other three walls of the "massacre house" also rushed in one after another, and the number of people who attacked increased to more than 150 people.Thirty Xing Leng'er resisted five times as many soldiers, until five of them fell, the second wave of Xing Leng'er successfully crossed the wall. "Quick!" Wu Chaoyi, who was still outside the wall, urged his subordinates to climb the hook rope faster.Di Bin was extremely anxious when he heard the killing sound from the inside of the wall. At this time, the difference in strength between the "butcher house" and Xing Leng'er was still about three to one.But Xing Leng'er, who had been in and out of the battlefield, was quite familiar with the tactics of mutual defense, and the second wave of arrivals brought a batch of rattan shields to strengthen the defense, and the battle gradually became stalemate. side is more favorable. "Hack him! Fuck his fucking pussy!" the "slaughterhouse" hooligan kept shouting to inspire his own killing intent, half of which were foul language.On the other hand, Xing Leng'er focused on defending silently, only occasionally calling out short orders to each other.The fighting postures of the two sides are in sharp contrast. Xing Leng'er always waits for the opponent to charge and cut the first knife, and then prepares to resist with shield, knife or wrist guard, and then makes a counterattack. The formation will not be scattered. "Go!" Wu Chaoyi led the third and last group of people to climb over. "Go in! Even if you die, you will die inside!" Inside the wall, fourteen Xing Leng'er had already fallen down, their black clothes soaked with invisible blood.Under the three-sided attack of the enemy, Xing Leng'er's defensive formation was gradually exhausted. "Kill, kill, kill!" screamed a particularly tall man in the "slaughter room", swinging two iron rods to attack violently.This man is nicknamed Ruantou, he is a small leader of Zhu Ya's direct lineage, he killed for the first time at the age of twelve, he used to specialize in collecting debts for gambling houses, he has rich experience in street fighting.At this moment, he killed six Xing Leng'er by himself.As soon as the heavy iron rod was knocked down, the knife was broken, and the wrist guard could not protect the arm bone.Even with the vine shield to resist, the whole person was beaten back three steps. Just before Xing Leng'er was about to be punched out, Wu Chaoyi's backup team arrived in time.The defensive formation was replenished with new forces, and the organization was immediately restored; but at the same time, the guards of the "slaughter house" also began to master the method of siege, and the attacks became more dense and deadly.The siege side is gradually at a disadvantage. At this time, Di Binjugao, who was standing on the top of the wall, saw all this clearly and quickly judged the situation. ——I can't go on like this! Di Bin roared angrily. Then "Tiger" Di Bin was born. He pulled out the steel knife at his waist and quickly ran along the wall that was only a foot wide. The "slaughterhouse" guards below were all focused on the melee, and no one noticed Di Bin's abnormal behavior above. Ah Sang, who was on the top floor of the building, saw it. ——What does that guy want to do? Ah Sang watched Di Bin walking westward on the top of the wall at full speed.Ah Sang looked at the huge iron gate of the "slaughterhouse" on the west wall. —He wants to attack the main gate! "Shoot him down!" Ah Sang immediately ordered to the archer. Since Di Bin is higher than the wall, the archers don't have to worry about hurting their own troops, and aim at Di Bin to launch. Hearing the feather arrow whizzing past him, Di Bin didn't even look at it, but still focused on maintaining his balance and running straight, his legs didn't slow down at all. --bring it on!You can't hit it!I have an amulet made by Wu Ge! I don't know if it was because of the effect of the talisman, or because Di Bin was running too fast, most of the arrows landed behind him, but there were also a few arrows that scratched his black clothes, leaving stern bloodstains.One of the arrows happened to hit the steel blade in his hand and bounced off. Di Bin ran to the southwest corner of the wall.This place is far away from the chaotic battlefield under the southern wall.Di Bin jumped off the wall, entered the front yard of the "massacre house", and ran towards the twelve people guarding the big iron gate without a sound. "Not good!" Ah Sang cried secretly.Although his side has a great advantage of twelve to one, Ah Sang still can't feel at ease—especially after witnessing the killing scene of the scythe-headed solo rider just now.He immediately picked up the nine swordsmen who followed him, and rushed to the stairs leading downstairs. When Di Bin ran to a distance of eight feet, the twelve people guarding the gate discovered the surprise attacker who appeared suddenly.The one standing closest was holding a hatchet in his hand, and was about to strike at Di Bin—— Di Bin's body leaped horizontally, and the waist knife was wiped horizontally from the outside to the inside, preparing to cut the carotid artery of the axe-wielding gangster. ——Di Bin unknowingly successfully imitated Ge Yuansheng's proud attack action: the body and the blade are integrated into one, and hit the most vulnerable part of the enemy with the smallest movement range. Even Di Bin himself was slightly taken aback after the knife was cut.But now there is no time to think about it.The subordinates on the south wall have reached the limit of collapse. When the hooligan holding the ax was holding the wound on the side of his neck, and his body was still standing, the second attacker appeared in front of Di Bin again. He was using a strange weapon that Di Bin had never seen before. It looked a bit like a saw , it seems that he must be a connoisseur. The hooligan's strange weapon slashed horizontally at Di Bin's head and neck. Di Bin's body suddenly squatted down, crossed his feet, and then turned his body 180 degrees. The steel knife slashed out from a low place and hit the inward bend of the opponent's right knee joint. The blade sliced through, severing the rogue's hamstring.The excruciating pain was worse than a stab in the stomach.The hooligan threw away his weapon, hugged his convulsed right leg and cried on the ground. The remaining ten people who were still standing hesitated because of this series of swift sword moves.Di Bin didn't take the opportunity to catch his breath, but immediately rushed towards the third person.The action and wild fighting spirit of quickly attacking the next target after knocking down one person is very similar to the scythe. The third person didn't even make an attack, but was slashed in the throat by Di Bin's second volley slash. Di Bin stood panting in front of the remaining nine enemies. His black battle suit was damaged everywhere due to the arrow feather attack on the wall just now, exposing his white and blood-stained skin.In the dark night, Di Bin looks like a black tiger with white stripes. "Evil ghost...!" Among the nine guards, one of them suddenly screamed. "He's that evil spirit in the chicken enclosure!" ——They mistook Di Bin for Ge Yuansheng, and it was not entirely groundless.Di Bin was simply using Ge Laosan's best move. The nine people began to retreat step by step. ——People can't beat ghosts... In fact, Di Bin's physical strength has been exhausted at this moment, as long as nine people swarm him up, he can be dismembered. Steps of retreat gradually become steps of fleeing.The nine ran to the back of the group of companions in the south. Di Bin stuck the steel knife upside down on the ground, held up the latch of the large iron gate with both hands, and pulled back the left half of the iron gate with all his strength. "Fifth brother!" Di Bin shouted with the loudest voice in his life. With long hair like a lion's mane hanging from his head, he rode his horse into the front yard of the "massacre" with an iron spear in his hand.Xing Leng'er, thirty-five riders under his command, followed closely behind. Lian Shou saw Di Bin who was kneeling on the ground exhausted all over his body, leaned over and stretched out his left arm in a riding position, lifted Di Bin off the ground, hugged him tightly to his chest, and still held his other arm. Big Iron Spear. Di Bin was suddenly so close to Lian Shou's body, and his exhausted body was suddenly injected with new strength, and he was able to sit firmly on the saddle. The left hand holding Di Bin with the sickle is as gentle as embracing a lover; the right arm wielding an iron spear is full of killing energy that can instantly crush bones and flesh.He doesn't have to hold the reins, just clamps the horse's back with his legs. The sickle head, Di Bin, the iron spear and the horse seem to be integrated into one—— A god of war with three heads, four arms, and four legs. Ah Sang just opened the main gate of the "Massacre House" tower at this time, and met the sickle head from a distance. The two looked at each other for a moment. As if impelled by a reflex, Ah Sang slammed the door shut.Then he secretly asked in his mind: — what am I doing? Ah Sang thought that after he was stabbed in the neck more than ten years ago, he no longer had anything to fear.But at this moment, he clearly remembered: the moment he looked at the sickle head just now, he really felt a strong unknown fear. ——I... what am I afraid of... Ah Sang couldn't summon up the courage to open the door again for a long time.The subordinates of Dao Fu Shou looked at the trembling back of Master Ah Sang in puzzlement. The sickle head was the first to kill the rear of the "slaughterhouse" tribe in the south. The "slaughterhouse" guards had already heard the sound of horseshoes.Even the main gate was breached.One's own side was attacked from both sides, and the advantage just now was reversed in an instant. The iron gate on the front of the "slaughter room" was opened, and the psychological blow to the guards of the "slaughter room" was greater than the impact of the actual battle.After all, they are just profit-seeking hooligans, the enemy has already attacked the gate of the main tower, Boss Zhu and Second Master Ah Sang are also in danger, if they die, all orders will no longer have any meaning. The authority established in their hearts by the leaders of the "slaughterhouse" over the years is now rapidly disintegrating. Just when the hearts of the members of the "slaughter house" were at their weakest, Di Bin remembered what Yu Runsheng had said to the thirty-one assassins that night more than three years ago. "Wait a minute, fifth brother! Don't fight yet!" Di Bin said on the sickle's chest. The iron spear that had been raised by the sickle head was slowly lowered, and the mount was suddenly restrained.Thirty-five cavalry subordinates also stopped behind him, forming a formation like a cone, ready to launch a big charge at the enemy ten yards ahead at any time. Di Bin jumped off his sickle mount and looked at the enemy formation ahead. The besieging of the siege Xing Leng'er by the guards of the "slaughter house" has unknowingly stopped and turned into a silent confrontation.The scene that was originally a shocking scene of killing suddenly turned into a more terrifying tranquility. Then Di Bin asked the people in the "slaughterhouse" a sentence—exactly the same as what Yu Runsheng asked that night: "Are you still planning to give up your life for others?" The people in the "slaughterhouse" became heavily breathed at the same time, and the beating of more than a hundred hearts accelerated at the same time. I don't know which one of them threw the knife to the ground first, and then another hatchet, and the number of weapons that fell on the ground increased rapidly. "Those who don't want to be beaten, leave." Di Bin said cautiously, trying to keep his tone as calm as possible, so as not to arouse the lost fighting spirit of everyone in the "slaughter room". At this time, Long Bai also rushed into the front yard with the bow and arrow team.From then on the overall situation is decided. The members of the "slaughter house" who had already thrown away their weapons were close together because of fear, and then slowly walked towards the direction of the big iron gate in groups.When he got close to the door and was sure that the other party had no intention of chasing him down, he lowered his head and ran out of the door. In the end, there were only six people left in the center of Xing Leng'er's encirclement net.The ruthless head with both hands still holding the blood-stained iron rod was one of them. "You guys better go." Di Bin sighed. Ruthlessly licking his chapped lips, he shook his head resolutely. "Okay!" Sickle jumped off the saddle, threw away the big iron spear, and drew out the steel knife at his waist. "I'll fight you alone!" "No, fifth brother!" Di Bin's voice revealed a majesty that was not there before. "This is not the time for justice. I can't put you at risk." He waved his hand, signaling Wu Chaoyi to launch the final attack.
When the news of the battle broke out on Anton Avenue, fires were ignited at the "slaughterhouse" strongholds in the city at the same time. Zhu Ya's direct subordinates all suspected that the remnants of the rebel party were the masterminds behind this surprise attack; while Old Yu Bo, Feng Feng and Hei Gou's former subordinates had long been frightened, and they firmly believed that Zhu Ya was taking advantage of tonight to launch a purge. The first bloody conflict broke out in Jiwei Northeast District.Here, thirty or forty people on each side have been confronting each other, and the atmosphere has become more and more tense as the moon rises higher and higher.Then news of the Main Street battle came.The two sides started a scolding war.One of the gangsters who defected from the remnant party cursed a series of extremely vicious swear words.One of Zhu Ya's subordinates couldn't bear it anymore, and threw the hatchet in his hand, slashing the thigh of the curser on the opposite side. Once thrown, the ax cannot be retrieved. A melee ensues.The flames of war quickly spread throughout Jiwei, and then involved Pingxishi Hutong, Pingxi Street, Shannan Street and other places. The organizational structure of the "slaughterhouse" has cracks that will never be repaired.Internal strife is always more ruthless than war.Because peace can still be negotiated in war, but infighting can only distinguish between winners and losers.Even surrender is impossible. Zhu Ya's command power was instantly reduced from the entire city to only the "slaughterhouse".And the "slaughterhouse" is about to face the biggest crisis since it was built.
"It's time to prepare for a counterattack." Yu Runsheng said to Pang Wenying in the camp on the outskirts. "Are you really that confident?" Pang Wenying asked. "Just now my subordinate Ye Yi came back to report that the surprise attack team has safely entered Piaocheng." Yu Runsheng said. "As long as they are within the walls, no one and nothing can stop them."
The archers of the "slaughter house" fired cluster after cluster of arrow feathers at the siege troops commanded by Di Bin from the windows on the top floor of the tower of the "slaughter house". However, Wu Chaoyi, who had rich experience in sieges, had already prepared for it, and evenly distributed half of his subordinates who were still holding rattan shields in the whole team, holding up the shields to resist the enemy's arrows.This kind of hard rattan shield was specially purchased by Pang Wenying, and it can only be produced by the Luomeng people in the southwest barbarian area. An important salt transportation checkpoint. Only a few feathered arrows with accurate angles could be shot into the hard vine, and the rest of the arrows were all bounced off by the shield.Di Bin's siege team was like a large group of travelers holding paper umbrellas to shelter from the rain, advancing slowly together under the protection of the shield array.When they reached the south wall of the "slaughterhouse", only one person was shot dead and three people were slightly injured. A hundred siege soldiers immediately spread out into long horizontal rows, clinging to the outside of the wall.The "slaughterhouse" archers on the building could no longer see the enemy, let alone shoot arrows. "Prepare oil melon and kindling!" Di Bin ordered. Twenty of them took out an oiled paper package the size of a human head from their luggage. When they were unwrapped, they revealed large melons with small pieces cut off from the top, but the cuts were sealed with wax. At the same time, five other siege soldiers took out flints and ignition primers, and skillfully ignited the fire. Inside this wall, the defense of the "massacre house" has also assembled nearly a hundred people, setting up a counterattack formation, and killing the enemies who cross the wall at any time. If there wasn't the ten-foot-high fence separating them, the two sides would have already reached a close distance where they could step on each other's insteps. "Throw it away!" Di Bin shouted. The twenty subordinates took three steps away from the wall at the same time, and then accurately threw the big melon on their hands over the wall.The throwing points are concentrated in one place in the middle of the wall. The defenders inside the wall suddenly saw a large pile of foreign objects falling over the top of the wall, and they didn't dare to reach out to catch them, and they all ran outside to avoid it. The big melon burst when it fell to the ground.The lamp oil hidden in the melon was splashed everywhere, and some "slaughterhouse" soldiers who stood closer had the oil splashed on their clothes. This kind of fire attack weapon was thought up by Wu Chaoyi: peel off the top of a large hard-skinned melon picked in the field, hollow out the melon flesh, dry the melon shell, then inject lamp oil, and then seal the incision with wax. "Fire!" Di Bin shouted again. Another group of subordinates threw dozens of small stones towards the same place.Each piece is tied with a burning cotton rope. "It's fire! Don't let it set on fire! Damn—" The people in the "slaughterhouse" shouted in panic, but they had no countermeasures. Flames instantly ignited inside the wall.Several people in the "slaughter house" were also burned because their clothes were stained with oil, and they ran wildly and rolled on the ground. The panicked screams of everyone in the "slaughterhouse" covered up the sound of the iron hooks being put on the top of the wall. Thirty of the most powerful Xing Leng'er, with their waist knives in their teeth and steel wristbands on their arms, jumped down from the wall like shadows. Multiple defensive formations. This is the most dangerous part of the siege battle: if these thirty people are knocked down in a short period of time, then the colleagues who later crossed the wall and attacked will become the prey to be slaughtered one by one. Of course, the guards of the "slaughter house" also saw this, and immediately launched a fierce three-sided siege to the thirty intruders.Blade to blade strike sparks.Xing Leng'er only made the least amount of counterattacks, and concentrated on defending the passage through the wall, buying time for his colleagues outside the wall to attack. People guarding the other three walls of the "massacre house" also rushed in one after another, and the number of people who attacked increased to more than 150 people.Thirty Xing Leng'er resisted five times as many soldiers, until five of them fell, the second wave of Xing Leng'er successfully crossed the wall. "Quick!" Wu Chaoyi, who was still outside the wall, urged his subordinates to climb the hook rope faster.Di Bin was extremely anxious when he heard the killing sound from the inside of the wall. At this time, the difference in strength between the "butcher house" and Xing Leng'er was still about three to one.But Xing Leng'er, who had been in and out of the battlefield, was quite familiar with the tactics of mutual defense, and the second wave of arrivals brought a batch of rattan shields to strengthen the defense, and the battle gradually became stalemate. side is more favorable. "Hack him! Fuck his fucking pussy!" the "slaughterhouse" hooligan kept shouting to inspire his own killing intent, half of which were foul language.On the other hand, Xing Leng'er focused on defending silently, only occasionally calling out short orders to each other.The fighting postures of the two sides are in sharp contrast. Xing Leng'er always waits for the opponent to charge and cut the first knife, and then prepares to resist with shield, knife or wrist guard, and then makes a counterattack. The formation will not be scattered. "Go!" Wu Chaoyi led the third and last group of people to climb over. "Go in! Even if you die, you will die inside!" Inside the wall, fourteen Xing Leng'er had already fallen down, their black clothes soaked with invisible blood.Under the three-sided attack of the enemy, Xing Leng'er's defensive formation was gradually exhausted. "Kill, kill, kill!" screamed a particularly tall man in the "slaughter room", swinging two iron rods to attack violently.This man is nicknamed Ruantou, he is a small leader of Zhu Ya's direct lineage, he killed for the first time at the age of twelve, he used to specialize in collecting debts for gambling houses, he has rich experience in street fighting.At this moment, he killed six Xing Leng'er by himself.As soon as the heavy iron rod was knocked down, the knife was broken, and the wrist guard could not protect the arm bone.Even with the vine shield to resist, the whole person was beaten back three steps. Just before Xing Leng'er was about to be punched out, Wu Chaoyi's backup team arrived in time.The defensive formation was replenished with new forces, and the organization was immediately restored; but at the same time, the guards of the "slaughter house" also began to master the method of siege, and the attacks became more dense and deadly.The siege side is gradually at a disadvantage. At this time, Di Binjugao, who was standing on the top of the wall, saw all this clearly and quickly judged the situation. ——I can't go on like this! Di Bin roared angrily. Then "Tiger" Di Bin was born. He pulled out the steel knife at his waist and quickly ran along the wall that was only a foot wide. The "slaughterhouse" guards below were all focused on the melee, and no one noticed Di Bin's abnormal behavior above. Ah Sang, who was on the top floor of the building, saw it. ——What does that guy want to do? Ah Sang watched Di Bin walking westward on the top of the wall at full speed.Ah Sang looked at the huge iron gate of the "slaughterhouse" on the west wall. —He wants to attack the main gate! "Shoot him down!" Ah Sang immediately ordered to the archer. Since Di Bin is higher than the wall, the archers don't have to worry about hurting their own troops, and aim at Di Bin to launch. Hearing the feather arrow whizzing past him, Di Bin didn't even look at it, but still focused on maintaining his balance and running straight, his legs didn't slow down at all. --bring it on!You can't hit it!I have an amulet made by Wu Ge! I don't know if it was because of the effect of the talisman, or because Di Bin was running too fast, most of the arrows landed behind him, but there were also a few arrows that scratched his black clothes, leaving stern bloodstains.One of the arrows happened to hit the steel blade in his hand and bounced off. Di Bin ran to the southwest corner of the wall.This place is far away from the chaotic battlefield under the southern wall.Di Bin jumped off the wall, entered the front yard of the "massacre house", and ran towards the twelve people guarding the big iron gate without a sound. "Not good!" Ah Sang cried secretly.Although his side has a great advantage of twelve to one, Ah Sang still can't feel at ease—especially after witnessing the killing scene of the scythe-headed solo rider just now.He immediately picked up the nine swordsmen who followed him, and rushed to the stairs leading downstairs. When Di Bin ran to a distance of eight feet, the twelve people guarding the gate discovered the surprise attacker who appeared suddenly.The one standing closest was holding a hatchet in his hand, and was about to strike at Di Bin—— Di Bin's body leaped horizontally, and the waist knife was wiped horizontally from the outside to the inside, preparing to cut the carotid artery of the axe-wielding gangster. ——Di Bin unknowingly successfully imitated Ge Yuansheng's proud attack action: the body and the blade are integrated into one, and hit the most vulnerable part of the enemy with the smallest movement range. Even Di Bin himself was slightly taken aback after the knife was cut.But now there is no time to think about it.The subordinates on the south wall have reached the limit of collapse. When the hooligan holding the ax was holding the wound on the side of his neck, and his body was still standing, the second attacker appeared in front of Di Bin again. He was using a strange weapon that Di Bin had never seen before. It looked a bit like a saw , it seems that he must be a connoisseur. The hooligan's strange weapon slashed horizontally at Di Bin's head and neck. Di Bin's body suddenly squatted down, crossed his feet, and then turned his body 180 degrees. The steel knife slashed out from a low place and hit the inward bend of the opponent's right knee joint. The blade sliced through, severing the rogue's hamstring.The excruciating pain was worse than a stab in the stomach.The hooligan threw away his weapon, hugged his convulsed right leg and cried on the ground. The remaining ten people who were still standing hesitated because of this series of swift sword moves.Di Bin didn't take the opportunity to catch his breath, but immediately rushed towards the third person.The action and wild fighting spirit of quickly attacking the next target after knocking down one person is very similar to the scythe. The third person didn't even make an attack, but was slashed in the throat by Di Bin's second volley slash. Di Bin stood panting in front of the remaining nine enemies. His black battle suit was damaged everywhere due to the arrow feather attack on the wall just now, exposing his white and blood-stained skin.In the dark night, Di Bin looks like a black tiger with white stripes. "Evil ghost...!" Among the nine guards, one of them suddenly screamed. "He's that evil spirit in the chicken enclosure!" ——They mistook Di Bin for Ge Yuansheng, and it was not entirely groundless.Di Bin was simply using Ge Laosan's best move. The nine people began to retreat step by step. ——People can't beat ghosts... In fact, Di Bin's physical strength has been exhausted at this moment, as long as nine people swarm him up, he can be dismembered. Steps of retreat gradually become steps of fleeing.The nine ran to the back of the group of companions in the south. Di Bin stuck the steel knife upside down on the ground, held up the latch of the large iron gate with both hands, and pulled back the left half of the iron gate with all his strength. "Fifth brother!" Di Bin shouted with the loudest voice in his life. With long hair like a lion's mane hanging from his head, he rode his horse into the front yard of the "massacre" with an iron spear in his hand.Xing Leng'er, thirty-five riders under his command, followed closely behind. Lian Shou saw Di Bin who was kneeling on the ground exhausted all over his body, leaned over and stretched out his left arm in a riding position, lifted Di Bin off the ground, hugged him tightly to his chest, and still held his other arm. Big Iron Spear. Di Bin was suddenly so close to Lian Shou's body, and his exhausted body was suddenly injected with new strength, and he was able to sit firmly on the saddle. The left hand holding Di Bin with the sickle is as gentle as embracing a lover; the right arm wielding an iron spear is full of killing energy that can instantly crush bones and flesh.He doesn't have to hold the reins, just clamps the horse's back with his legs. The sickle head, Di Bin, the iron spear and the horse seem to be integrated into one—— A god of war with three heads, four arms, and four legs. Ah Sang just opened the main gate of the "Massacre House" tower at this time, and met the sickle head from a distance. The two looked at each other for a moment. As if impelled by a reflex, Ah Sang slammed the door shut.Then he secretly asked in his mind: — what am I doing? Ah Sang thought that after he was stabbed in the neck more than ten years ago, he no longer had anything to fear.But at this moment, he clearly remembered: the moment he looked at the sickle head just now, he really felt a strong unknown fear. ——I... what am I afraid of... Ah Sang couldn't summon up the courage to open the door again for a long time.The subordinates of Dao Fu Shou looked at the trembling back of Master Ah Sang in puzzlement. The sickle head was the first to kill the rear of the "slaughterhouse" tribe in the south. The "slaughterhouse" guards had already heard the sound of horseshoes.Even the main gate was breached.One's own side was attacked from both sides, and the advantage just now was reversed in an instant. The iron gate on the front of the "slaughter room" was opened, and the psychological blow to the guards of the "slaughter room" was greater than the impact of the actual battle.After all, they are just profit-seeking hooligans, the enemy has already attacked the gate of the main tower, Boss Zhu and Second Master Ah Sang are also in danger, if they die, all orders will no longer have any meaning. The authority established in their hearts by the leaders of the "slaughterhouse" over the years is now rapidly disintegrating. Just when the hearts of the members of the "slaughter house" were at their weakest, Di Bin remembered what Yu Runsheng had said to the thirty-one assassins that night more than three years ago. "Wait a minute, fifth brother! Don't fight yet!" Di Bin said on the sickle's chest. The iron spear that had been raised by the sickle head was slowly lowered, and the mount was suddenly restrained.Thirty-five cavalry subordinates also stopped behind him, forming a formation like a cone, ready to launch a big charge at the enemy ten yards ahead at any time. Di Bin jumped off his sickle mount and looked at the enemy formation ahead. The besieging of the siege Xing Leng'er by the guards of the "slaughter house" has unknowingly stopped and turned into a silent confrontation.The scene that was originally a shocking scene of killing suddenly turned into a more terrifying tranquility. Then Di Bin asked the people in the "slaughterhouse" a sentence—exactly the same as what Yu Runsheng asked that night: "Are you still planning to give up your life for others?" The people in the "slaughterhouse" became heavily breathed at the same time, and the beating of more than a hundred hearts accelerated at the same time. I don't know which one of them threw the knife to the ground first, and then another hatchet, and the number of weapons that fell on the ground increased rapidly. "Those who don't want to be beaten, leave." Di Bin said cautiously, trying to keep his tone as calm as possible, so as not to arouse the lost fighting spirit of everyone in the "slaughter room". At this time, Long Bai also rushed into the front yard with the bow and arrow team.From then on the overall situation is decided. The members of the "slaughter house" who had already thrown away their weapons were close together because of fear, and then slowly walked towards the direction of the big iron gate in groups.When he got close to the door and was sure that the other party had no intention of chasing him down, he lowered his head and ran out of the door. In the end, there were only six people left in the center of Xing Leng'er's encirclement net.The ruthless head with both hands still holding the blood-stained iron rod was one of them. "You guys better go." Di Bin sighed. Ruthlessly licking his chapped lips, he shook his head resolutely. "Okay!" Sickle jumped off the saddle, threw away the big iron spear, and drew out the steel knife at his waist. "I'll fight you alone!" "No, fifth brother!" Di Bin's voice revealed a majesty that was not there before. "This is not the time for justice. I can't put you at risk." He waved his hand, signaling Wu Chaoyi to launch the final attack.