The man at the head, wearing a bronze mask, roared.

"Avenge General Gongsun! Kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the burly man pulled out two iron hammers, each the size of a fist, from his waist and charged towards Mu Zi'an.

Immediately afterwards, someone from the distant opera troupe rushed towards the carriage and yanked off the burlap sack covering it.

As the sunlight shone down, dozens of powerful crossbows, already cocked and ready to be fired, were revealed inside the burlap sack!

The actors and musicians in the opera troupe, who had just been in costume and singing, immediately rushed to the carriage, grabbed their crossbows, and fired at Mu Zian without hesitation.

Immediately, some of the onlookers drew their daggers and charged at the burly man behind them.

It is obvious that this assassination was not accidental, but was planned by someone for a long time!

At the same moment the burly man with the bronze mask charged forward, the sound of arrows piercing the air came!

An ordinary person would be completely powerless against these incoming arrows.

However, at this moment, these assassins were facing Mu Zi'an, Zhao Yun, Luo Cheng, Han Shizhong, and Li Siye!

The moment the arrows came flying, the five of them scattered in all directions like a shower of flowers!

The whistling arrows instantly turned the spot where Mu Zian and his group had just been standing into a pincushion.

Upon seeing that the crossbow had failed to kill Mu Zi'an immediately, an actor dressed as a young male lead in the opera troupe shouted.

"Time is of the essence! Right now, we have the advantage of eighty people against five!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man with his face covered in greasepaint immediately pulled out a long knife from under the table.

At that moment, the man wearing the bronze mask also charged up to Mu Zian.

He immediately swung the iron hammer at Mu Zi'an.

However, before the bronze hammer could even fall from mid-air, Li Siye charged at it from the side like a mad bull.

Then, fists rained down on the man wearing the bronze mask.

The crowd of onlookers had already dispersed.

Looking at the menacing force approaching at this moment, the faces of everyone present showed no fear but rather excitement.

Han Shizhong took the lead and charged directly into the crowd, even though he was neither wearing armor nor carrying any weapons.

But with only his fists, he remained fearless.

Luo Cheng and Zhao Yun also charged into the battlefield one after the other.

In an instant, a series of screams rang out on the street.

Mu Zian stood still, realizing that he didn't need to lift a finger in this situation.

With a loud crack, Li Siye smashed the head of the man wearing the bronze mask with a single punch.

Blood splattered all over him, making Li Siye look extremely ferocious.

Upon seeing these four monsters that resembled humanoid Gundams, the young man in the lead changed his expression.

"No wonder General Gongsun was defeated by him; I never expected him to have such a fierce general under his command!"

Seeing his eighty men dying at an alarming rate, the young man immediately roared.

"Throw!"

At his command, several men in the crowd immediately pulled out porcelain bottles from their pockets and smashed them on the ground.

The porcelain bottle shattered in an instant! A plume of red mist billowed out.

Just then, a cold wind blew across the street.

The red mist immediately drifted towards Mu Zi'an's direction.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Yun, who was engaged in fierce combat, immediately roared.

"Oh no! It's poison!"

"Young master, retreat immediately!"

Thump! Thump!

Any assassin who caught a whiff of the red mist immediately collapsed to the ground.

"What a potent poison!"

Han Shizhong immediately decided to retreat.

However, these assassins would not give him that chance. Immediately, several reckless men rushed up and grabbed Han Shizhong tightly.

The red mist drifted in extremely fast! As soon as it entered his nose, Han Shizhong felt a strong floral fragrance, and then his vision immediately began to blur.

The same applies to Zhao Yun, Luo Cheng, and Li Siye.

In an instant, the three of them felt as if all their strength had been drained, and their vision suddenly became blurry.

At that moment, a cold system notification sounded in Mu Zian's mind.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have triggered a choice!"

"Option 1: Turn the tables and find out the origins of this group and the truth behind the assassination! Reward: A mysterious civil official."

"Option 2: Retreat immediately, ensure your own safety, and then eliminate these assassins. Reward: One mysterious general."

"Ding! Please make a decision, host!"

Upon hearing the system's voice, Mu Zian, who had been planning to retreat, immediately stopped in her tracks.

The moment the red mist drifted over, Mu Zian immediately held his breath and then fell to the ground.

"Ding-dong! Congratulations, host, on making your decision!"

With time pressing, Mu Zian didn't have time to explain that he was faking it.

In Zhao Yun's eyes, Mu Zian, shrouded in red mist, immediately collapsed to the ground.

The commotion immediately attracted the attention of the Liangzhou garrison.

Countless armored Beiwei soldiers charged toward the street corner.

Upon seeing this, the leading young man immediately shouted.

"Quick! Forget about everyone else! Go and tie up that Duke Zhenguo!"

Dozens of musicians, covering their mouths and noses, quickly stepped forward to lift Mu Zian, who had fainted on the ground, and then immediately retreated.

"Young Master!"

Zhao Yun tried to get up, but no matter what he did, he couldn't muster any strength.

Seeing that he had succeeded, the young man didn't hesitate at all and ignored his fallen companions. In an instant, he disappeared around a corner.

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