The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

At night, in a mountain col five miles away from the village in Wannian County.

Fifty masked assassins wearing night clothes are ambushing here.

The leader is a thin middle-aged man, who is the best in martial arts around Cui Yan.

He used to be a captain in the army.

After quitting the army, he stayed with Cui Yan.

Killing is the easiest thing for him.

All of you are doing well. The head of the family has ordered that this operation against Zhao Chen must only succeed and not fail.

At midnight, we will set out. Every living thing in the village will be killed. No one will be left alive. Do you understand? the middle-aged man shouted softly.

Understood. Everyone responded in unison.

Everyone held a military-standard crossbow in their hands.

Although the Bolingcui family is not as good as before, these things can still be obtained.

But seeing these things, one can also know the extent of Cui Yan's hatred for Zhao Chen.

Sir, don't worry. No matter how high Li Ruoshuang's martial arts skills are, he can't defeat so many of us. Besides, we still have crossbows. When the time comes, a volley of fire will turn them into hedgehogs. An assassin looked relaxed. Said the middle-aged leader.

I heard that Li Ruoshuang is a stunning beauty. Unfortunately, she will be killed tonight.

Hehe, if we don't kill her, our mission will not be completed. The head of the family said that before Zhao Chen dies, he must watch as everything he cares about disappears one by one.

That's right. If we, the Bolingcui clan, should be humiliated like this, we should be prepared to die.

The assassins were a little excited, but they didn't look nervous at all.

For them, there were only about twenty households in the entire village, and they could kill them all in one round trip.

The only troublesome thing is Li Ruoshuang.

But they brought crossbows and arrows just to deal with Li Ruoshuang.

In this case, the outcome of today's assassination has already been determined.

good.

Take a rest and don't be careless. The leading middle-aged man said calmly.

Only then did everyone become quiet.

…

Brother Cui, do you really want to leave Chang'an overnight?

Outside Chang'an City, several aristocratic family heads looked at the large and small carriages of the Bolingcui family in front of them and sighed.

The head of a dignified family was forced to leave Chang'an.

Who knows that the Bolingcui family today will not be them in the future.

Everyone, if the operation is successful tonight, regardless of whether there is evidence or not, the emperor will definitely be furious. If I stay in Chang'an, it is impossible for me to escape.

The foundation of my Boling Cui family is still there. If I leave Chang'an, he will not send people to Boling to chase me.

We say goodbye today. I don't know when we will see each other again. If there is a chance in the future, I will have a drink with you brothers. Cui Yan smiled and said to several aristocratic family heads.

Brother Cui, have a nice trip!

Brother Cui, walk slowly!

Several heads of aristocratic families exchanged words with Cui Yan.

Cui Yan turned around and got on the carriage, and the convoy slowly moved forward towards the official road.

Alas, I didn't expect that the mighty Boling Cui clan would be forced to withdraw from Chang'an. The head of the Qinghe Cui clan said solemnly.

None of us took Zhao Chen seriously at the beginning. We didn't want to be attacked by him unexpectedly. We underestimated him.

But fortunately, Zhao Chen is going to die today. We finally understand the resentment in our hearts. It's just that he, the Bolingcui family, shouldn't think about coming back these years.

After all, it's a little inappropriate to leave this late at night. The head of the Cui family in Qinghe frowned as he looked at Cui Yan's team that had disappeared around the corner.

Why, are you still worried that they will encounter robbers on the road? Someone laughed.

ha

Ha, yes, this is Chang'an, and the robbers have been wiped out by the army long ago, so don't worry. ” Others echoed.

That's right, go back. The head of the Cui family in Qinghe nodded, his expression a little gentle.

…

Sir, it's almost time. In the mountain col, an assassin and a middle-aged man reminded.

Well, let's go. The middle-aged man nodded.

Everyone jumped up and walked swaggering towards the village.

They have explored the village before and are very familiar with the situation in the village.

In the middle of the night, everyone went back to rest.

It's impossible to meet anyone.

So they are not worried at all.

Send the order and send thirty people to surround Zhao Chen's residence to prevent them from escaping. The remaining people will go and slaughter the entire village.

Remember, the louder the noise, the better. The head of the family said that Zhao Chen must have a taste of this kind of suffering. The middle-aged man said expressionlessly.

Yes, sir! Everyone responded in unison.

Five miles is not a long way, and under the moonlight, everyone walks slowly.

It didn't take long before I saw the outline of the village ahead.

Several low houses stood in front.

Sir, these guys probably won't know why they died until they die. The assassin said to the middle-aged man with a relaxed face.

Don't be careless, don't get killed by these farmers. The middle-aged man said calmly, still expressionless.

Hey, sir, don't worry, these are just these country bumpkins...

puff--

Before the assassin could finish his words, a sharp arrow pierced his throat, and blood spurted out on the face of the leading middle-aged man.

There is an ambush, retreat! The middle-aged man was a lieutenant colonel in the army. It was impossible for ordinary people to shoot such a sharp arrow.

Only

Only a soldier in the army, and an elite one at that, could have such a sharp arrow.

At the first moment, he knew that these people were ambushed.

If we don't retreat, our entire army will be annihilated here.

The other assassins never thought that those who were preparing to assassinate others would suddenly be assassinated by others.

Looking at the companion who suddenly fell and hearing the shouts of the leading middle-aged man, everyone panicked.

He ran desperately in the direction he came from.

Sir, how could there be an ambush? an assassin asked with a panicked look on his face.

I don't know. Let's retreat first. If we retreat into the mountains, we'll be fine. The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

As an assassin, what you want is to kill with one hit.

At this moment, they have been ambushed in advance, and they don't know how many people there are on the other side. If they attack rashly, the entire army will be annihilated.

There were no screams from behind, and no arrows were flying towards them, which made the leading middle-aged man even more confused.

Since there was an ambush, why didn't the people behind him come to pursue me?

But before he could come to his senses, he saw someone falling to the ground next to him.

Under the moonlight, black armored war horses blocked the front. The leader was wearing black armor, and even his face was wrapped under a thick helmet.

A stiff bow in his hand was pointed towards him.

Sir, we are surrounded. There were assassins surrounding the leading middle-aged man, with panic on their faces.

A large number of armored soldiers appeared in front of them, surrounding them in a circle.

There was a thick sound of iron hooves behind him.

Even if he had wings at this moment, he would not be able to escape death.

Sir, how could this happen? Why would the cavalry appear?

What are the backgrounds of these people to protect Zhao Chen?

It's the Xuanjia Army, I've seen them before! The leading middle-aged man slumped to the ground, and in just a moment, he lost the idea of ​​resisting.