Song Mingyue

Chapter 81 Killing the Tiger

That knife was right at Cai Jia's feet, and cut off the toe of Cai Jia's shoe, which scared Cai Jia out of his wits, screamed and ran towards the entrance of the carriage.

At this time, the guards at the side of the carriage just woke up like a dream, and rushed towards the assassin with their swords drawn.

Under the lights, a 1.8-meter-tall tall man standing proudly holding a knife was the man Zhao Hao was looking for.

"Wu Song, strength 94, intelligence 61, politics 32, command 65, health 92."

This is the attribute that Zhao Hao found out that day.

brush brush~
Two sharp steel knives attacked Wu Song from the left and right respectively.

Wu Song smiled coldly, and the 65 or [-]-pound Jie Dao swung two blades with his backhand, only to hear the clinking of gold and iron, and two generals with a force of around [-] were captured by Wu Song. The gigantic force that surged from Jie Dao caused him to retreat again and again, his body unstable.

It was about Cai Jia's life, the remaining three people didn't have time to think about it, they surrounded Wu Song in the shape of "Pin", and continued to cull them.

At this time, Cai Kui had already climbed out of the entrance of the carriage, and was about to get off the shaft and escape.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Song roared loudly, pouring all his strength into his arms, and viciously held the knife to meet the attacking general.

when~
The long knife in the hand of the person on the left was flipped back by Wu Song, and it flew out, and his body also took several steps back.

bang~
The man in the middle was kicked in the chest, and his body flew up like a cloud and fog, and fell heavily on the ground, unable to get up again.

The person on the right was slashed by the Jiedao in Wu Song's hand and hit his wrist. The broken palm and the long knife fell to the ground immediately.

Call ~
Wu Song retreated five enemies in a row, and suddenly he rose up, and like a whirlwind, he rushed towards Cai Jia with a knife.

"There are assassins, there are assassins!"

Cai Jia, who got off the shaft, knew that it was a matter of life and death, so he didn't dare to stay, shouted loudly, while running wildly towards the crowd with his legs wide open, hating his parents for losing two legs.

Seeing that he was only four or five steps away from the panicked crowd, as long as he got into the crowd, he could get rid of the assassin.Moreover, dozens of masters surrounded Wu Song with their slaves holding knives and sticks, which was enough to stop the opponent.

Under the bright lights all around, Cai Kai ran wildly in a strange and sturdy posture. He had never run so fast in his life. This was an instinct for survival, which stimulated the potential of his whole body.

He is the governor of Hangzhou Mansion, and also the son of Cai Jing, the prime minister of the current dynasty. He is an orderly official of the Song court, and he should not die on the street like a hooligan.

A bright knife light flashed behind him.

Cai Yan was only one step away from the chaotic crowd, and those generals and slaves had already attacked Wu Song with their knives and sticks...

At this moment, Cai Kai's body suddenly broke.

A complete body suddenly broke in two, from the waist to two.

puff~
His waist suddenly snapped backwards, and a stream of blood suddenly spewed out from the broken section of his waist, spilling blood all over the sky, like a blooming peony, so gorgeous, so brilliant...

But the upper half of the body, still maintaining a running posture leaning forward, broke away from the waist, and fell to the ground with a splash, blood gushing out like a spring, staining the ground red.

Cai Kai struggled to support his body with his arms, and looked back with a puzzled face. When he saw his waist and legs falling to the ground with blood gushing out, he finally understood what had happened, with extreme panic in his eyes, Desperate and unwilling, and then consciousness was slowly swallowed by endless darkness.

Cai Jia, the prefect of Hangzhou, the sixth son of Cai Jing, died in this way, ending his sinful life!
"Killed!"

"Cai Hu is dead!"

"Run!"

The chaotic crowd all around became more and more chaotic, and ran around in a chaotic manner.

At this time, the surrounding generals and slaves had surrounded Wu Song tightly, and they pointed at the sturdy and brave man in the arena with water and fire sticks and long knives.

"Don't let him escape, or we will all be blamed!" a general hissed.

However, although the crowd surrounded Wu Song, no one dared to move forward alone.

At this time, the nearby yamen servants and Xiang army had already heard the news, only to hear people screaming, and countless soldiers and horses rushed towards this side with shining knives and guns.

Wu Song gave a cold snort, and with a long knife in his hand, he suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the weak point of the encirclement.

……

At this time, Zhao Hao did not go back to his residence, but took Zhao Dian and others to wander around the West Lake in high spirits.

There are a lot of food stalls by the lakeside, and there is absolutely no such thing as gutter oil. He took Zhao Dian and the servants along the route of food stalls to taste them.

The street by the lake is full of excitement, with dragon and lion dances, lantern shows and juggling, it's so lively.On the night of November in the lunar calendar, the dew is deeper and the air is heavy, and the heat rising from the stoves of various vendors looks so warm and inviting.

Originally, he had already eaten at the poetry meeting, even if he tasted a little at the food stalls along the way, Zhao Hao's stomach was full. At this moment, he was holding a long bamboo stick with kebabs in his mouth, and there were soup stains hanging from the corner of his mouth. , was strolling leisurely on the street, looking at the men, women and children on the street with great interest.If it weren't for the fancy clothes worth forty to fifty guan, plus that extraordinary skin, the expression would be like that of Diaosi 900 years ago.

It's not to blame that Zhao Hao bumped into Diao silk on purpose, but was forced to act helplessly.

During this winter solstice festival, all the men, women and children in the city are mobilized. It is a great opportunity for boys and girls to find lovers and sisters. Along the way, Zhao Hao met beauties who deliberately shed silk in front of him, and timid maids ran over to him. The one who handed a small note to his own wife, and a young lady from a rich family invited him to a certain restaurant, which disturbed him unbearably.

At this time Zhu Xi was not yet born, and women's three obediences and four virtues had not yet come out. Women were much bolder and more open than those after the Southern Song Dynasty. A man like Zhao Hao, who was rich and expensive at first glance, was born with a handsome face, Tall and tall, and his demeanor also has a majestic taste, how can it not make those young girls feel pity.

Wandering along the way, I came across a fortune-telling booth, with a white cloth erected with "fortune-telling by gods", and on the divination booth it was written "Don't open your mouth, I know your name".

Zhao Hao has also seen this kind of trick in later generations, and was about to go to play it, when he suddenly heard an uproar ahead, he hurriedly looked up.

I saw a chaotic crowd rushing towards this side like a tide, and many stalls were crowded to the side.

"Run, kill!

"Prefect Cai is dead, his body has been split in two."

"The officers and soldiers are dispatched, and they are arresting the assassin."

Zhao Hao's expression changed suddenly, and he said anxiously to Zhao Dian: "Go, follow me to have a look!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed over there first, and Zhao Dian and all the slaves had no time to dissuade them, so they had no choice but to follow behind Zhao Hao and chased after him.

Zhao Hao led the crowd to squeeze back and forth among the crowd, and was pushed back several times, after all, he forced his way out of the dense crowd.

There was an empty street in front of him, and after running for two or three hundred steps, he could see the dense army in front of him crowded the street, like a forest of knives and guns, shining a gloomy light among the lights.

There was a sound of fighting, roaring, and weapons clashing faintly from the front.

"I'll go and have a look!"

Zhao Tun suddenly flicked his sleeves, a silk rope flew out, the flying claws in front hooked the eaves of the roof, grasped the silk rope tightly, stepped on the pillars of the roof with both feet, climbed up to the crossbeam, and then grabbed The eaves, one turned over and was already on the roof.

Zhao Hao looked at the silk rope fluttering in the air, thinking that he didn't have this ability, so he could only shake his head and sigh.

Zhao Dian put away his flying claws, ran along the roof, and rushed towards the other side of the street.

A dense encirclement surrounded by swords, guns and crossbows.

In the center of the circle, there were several people lying in a haphazard manner. Wu Song was being entangled by six or seven ropes, but he was still angrily resisting and fighting, like a trapped beast.

Not far from him, six or seven strong men in brocade robes were desperately pulling the rope tightly to prevent Wu Song's body from moving.

Another four or five people, holding water and fire sticks, attacked Wu Song's lower body, trying to knock him to the ground, but none of them could get close. Every time they got close, the stick was kicked away out.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, there is still no stalemate.

Zhu Qian in the crowd, seeing such a scene, couldn't help being furious, and sent more than a dozen brocade-clothed servants, armed with water and fire sticks, to swarm up, and the stick hit them head-on and face-to-face.

Finally, the tough guy in the crowd gradually exhausted his strength and was knocked down to the ground abruptly by the messy stick. Then he was held down by the crowd and couldn't move. When he stood up again, he was shackled and shackled He was tied up with a thick rope, and three or four men in brocade clothes were pulling behind him to prevent him from running away.

Zhao Dian made some calculations, but in the end there was nothing he could do, so he had to repay Zhao Hao.

PS: 1. Because there are too many controversies about the heroes of the Water Margin, this book does not want to describe too much. It only writes about Wu Song and a few heroes that most readers prefer. Recently, there is a history expert Yun Wusong who actually fights tigers, not tigers. It's "Cai Hu". Although most of the experts' words are nonsense and may not be credible, but the plot requires it, let's believe it once;
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