Chapter 1116

At the same time the crossbow arrows shot out from the windows inside the house.

Ten assassins from the Military Intelligence Office, dressed in black and holding black triangular military daggers, broke through the doors and rushed out from the house.

This sudden scene directly startled the Yuan family guards who had just rushed into the courtyard.

More than ten people surrounded Hongchan's position, forming a semicircular protective circle, holding triangular military daggers, and began to break out.

"Kill!"

The black-clad guard leader pointed at Hongchan and Duan Liuqing, who was protecting Hongchan, and shouted: "Except for those two, leave no one else alive!"

In an instant, the Yuan family guards who rushed into the courtyard formed a battle formation.

The Yuan family guards holding shields formed a row with their round shields and slowly advanced.

Duan Liuqing frowned.

The Military Intelligence Office was good at assassination and surprise attacks.

But when facing soldiers who formed a battle formation, had been on the battlefield, and knew how to cooperate in defense, the assassins of the Military Intelligence Office couldn't take any advantage.

And these Yuan family guards looked like elite soldiers from the army.

They knew how to cooperate.

The Yuan family guards holding round shields didn't rush to charge, but formed a row with their round shields, holding swords in one hand and shields in the other, slowly advancing.

This way of fighting plunged the assassins of the Military Intelligence Office into a bitter battle.

The triangular military daggers swept across the shields, leaving only pale marks.

"Heh heh."

The black-clad guard leader smiled triumphantly.

Such raised loyalists and dead spies might be very powerful in one-on-one fights or assassinations.

But if they really went to the battlefield, they would only be slaughtered.

The army elites cooperated perfectly, and these dead spies and assassins had no chance at all.

These people still harbored delusions of rescue.

It was simply wishful thinking.

It was nothing more than leaving behind a few more corpses.

However.

Just when the black-clad guard leader triumphantly thought the battle would end soon.

An accident happened.

A silver spear appeared without warning from behind the black-clad guard like a silver dragon.

The black-clad guard leader, who had no defense behind him, was already too late when he reacted.

Instinctively dodging to the side, but the silver spear followed like a shadow.

Pfft!

The tip of the long spear pierced the guard leader's throat.

Then the spearhead turned, crushing the throat of the guard leader, who didn't even have time to let out a painful cry.

The spearhead was pulled out from the guard leader's throat, bringing out a spray of blood.

Zhao Yun, in silver armor and holding the Dragon-Gall Silver Spear, stood sideways at the courtyard gate with a cold gaze.

This sudden scene startled the many Yuan family guards who were forming a battle formation to surround the Military Intelligence Office assassins.

And Duan Liuqing, who was surrounded, recognized Zhao Yun at a glance.

"Sister Qing..." Hongchan also noticed Zhao Yun.

Duan Liuqing looked back at Hongchan.

"It's the Master... the Master... the Master sent someone to save us," Duan Liuqing said softly.

In just an instant, Hongchan's strong heart was instantly shattered by this touch of warmth.

Tears flowed down her cheeks like raindrops, dripping onto the ground.

Dead spy.

From the moment she became a death god, she had already prepared for sacrifice.

Their teacher, Liu Bai Tu, once said.

A dead spy, once exposed, is equivalent to death.

Do not expect rescue from companions, and do not pin your hope on being able to withstand the enemy's torture.

If caught, the best choice is to commit suicide at the first opportunity.

To avoid suffering torture.

Hongchan knew that Duan Liuqing's appearance was for the friendship of many years, the emotion of a sister for a younger sister.

"Master... did not abandon me..." Hongchan pursed her lips.

"Go."

Zhao Yun said in a low voice to Duan Liuqing and the others in the distance: "Here... leave it to me."

Duan Liuqing and Hongchan both looked at Zhao Yun's face, which was not much older than theirs, feeling a bit worried in their hearts.

However, the next second.

When more than a dozen guards gave up surrounding them and turned to attack Zhao Yun, Duan Liuqing and Hongchan were both stunned.

"Kill him!"

"Kill!"

More than a dozen guards looked at the leader lying in a pool of blood and rushed toward Zhao Yun first.

"Hmph!"

Zhao Yun gave a cold snort, crossed his feet, and held the silver spear horizontally in a move of a dragon leaving the sea.

The spear tip, flashing with sharpness, broke through the round shield in a guard's hand, violently shredded the round shield, and pierced into the guard's chest.

"You are not worthy!"

After Zhao Yun's words fell, he swung the Dragon-Gall Silver Spear in his hand, throwing the corpse of the guard whose chest had just been pierced to the side, knocking over two people.

Then, Zhao Yun, who retracted his long spear, began to take the initiative.

A sweep of a thousand troops, the Dragon-Gall Silver Spear slammed directly into the shields.

Four guards holding shields were knocked to the ground.

Slashing, scraping, picking, stabbing.

The sharp spear technique instantly picked the battle formation formed by the Yuan family guards to pieces, with screams and wails everywhere.

"Go."

Zhao Yun said to Duan Liuqing and the others again.

This time Duan Liuqing didn't hesitate, nodded, turned around, helped Hongchan behind her, and retreated directly toward the back courtyard.

The Yuan family guards wanted to chase.

But there was nothing they could do; there was a god of slaughter in front of them.

At this time, there were more than twenty people in the courtyard. Seeing Zhao Yun so fierce, they all cautiously raised the shields and horizontal swords in their hands.

However, a group of soldiers holding horizontal swords and wearing armor also poured in from outside the courtyard gate behind Zhao Yun.

"Leave no one alive."

This time, the person who silenced them was changed to Zhao Yun.

And it was clear that the elites among the Liangzhou army elites, the soldiers who could become Duan Yu's personal guards, were significantly stronger than the Yuan family guards.

After Zhao Yun's order, they rushed toward the Yuan family guards like fierce tigers pouncing on food.

The situation changed instantly, and the identities of prey and hunter were transformed in an instant.

Compared to having followed Duan Yu in dozens of great battles, all this before them was just a small scene.

Twenty Liangzhou elites, personal guards under Duan Yu, entered the courtyard, and the battle ended quickly.

Zhao Yun shook off the blood on the long spear in his hand, confirmed once more that there were no living people left, and then retreated with the soldiers of the personal guard camp.

Leaving behind only broken limbs and fragments and corpses lying in a pool of blood.

More than an hour later.

Grand Tutor's residence.

"Kneel!"

Yuan Wei gave an angry shout.