The faint, mournful breeze emanating from the shattered bottles at their feet knocked out another group of people.

Jiang Tian was prepared; he had already taken out a piece of cloth and covered his face.

Faced with the mournful whispers of the wind, he felt nothing.

The assassination squad members quickly ran out of crossbow bolts, leaving them with no choice but to fight back against the surrounding civilians.

The assassination squad members were highly skilled, each armed with a short blade.

The short blades were all coated with deadly poison, capable of killing instantly upon contact with blood.

In just a few exchanges, these dozens of assassination squad members stabbed down three or four hundred civilians.

But the people still surged towards them like a tide, and they were not afraid.

More and more patrolling soldiers rushed over.

They stood in front of these people.

The moment the assassination squad members clashed with the patrolling soldiers, they immediately realized they were no match for them.

The short swords in the hands of the assassination squad members could only shatter against the bright armor of these patrolling soldiers.

The patrolling soldiers' sabers could cut them to pieces.

"Don't kill them all, chop off their hands!" Jiang Tian yelled at the patrolling soldiers.

Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao had already charged over.

The two men were furious when they saw the assassination squad members.

"You bastards, who gave you the audacity to assassinate my lord?"

"Die!" Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao, one wielding the Overlord Spear and the other the Divine Spear of Yu the Great.

These assassination squad members were nothing compared to the two of them.

Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao selected several dozen men.

"Don't kill them, I told you, leave them alive!" Jiang Tian roared at Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao.

"My lord, rest assured, we didn't stab their vital points."