Just as Lian Zhongyi had predicted.

Night had just fallen when commotion was heard outside the mansion.

The cavalry and fully armed private soldiers who stormed the main gate, along with the men in black and archers who climbed up from the rooftops, attacked in an instant, making it impossible to estimate the exact number of the enemy.

Lian Zhongyi had made preparations in advance, setting traps and ambushing the first wave of enemies who jumped in, but soon a second wave followed.

Lian Zhongyi was now certain that Zhao Huan was indeed part of Wu Zhijian's plan, and judging from the enemy's offensive, he was a very important part of the plan!

Wu Zhijian probably wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of Zhao Huan!

With the main gate on the verge of falling, and more and more enemies leaping down from the eaves, Lian Zhongyi decided to retreat in order to avoid being surrounded and annihilated. He then deployed his forces to the rear courtyard to engage the enemy.

Having practiced his basic skills all afternoon, Zhao Yan was already fast asleep with Zhao Cheng by his side, and the noise from the mansion didn't wake him. Zhao Yi returned from outside and said, "Young Master, it's not safe here anymore, we need to find somewhere else!"

Zhao Cheng asked doubtfully, "Is Mr. Lian unable to stop him?"

Zhao Yi honestly said, "We can hold them off for a while longer, but many enemies are coming in from all around, and Mr. Lian can't possibly keep up."

Zhao Cheng said, "There are also guards in the backyard."

“I know.” Zhao Yi shook his head and said, “There are too many enemies, and the guards can’t hold them off. For safety’s sake, I suggest we find another place to hide. Young Master, do you know of any suitable places?”

"A suitable place..."

"Easy to defend, the kind where there's only one way in."

"Let me think..." Zhao Cheng became anxious, pacing back and forth, and suddenly said, "I've got it! The place where Zhao Yan often took Zhao Zhan to play hide-and-seek, it used to be a wine cellar, and there was only one door to go in."

“Okay!” Zhao Yi immediately made the decision, picked Zhao Yan up from the bed and walked out, saying, “Young Master, lead the way!”

The situation at the manor was roughly as Zhao Yi had predicted. As the three children ran toward the wine cellar, they saw guards fighting with men in black along the way.

The three of them were small in stature, and Zhao Yi deliberately sought cover to sneak along the way, so they were not discovered by the enemy.

"Zhao Yi, it's just ahead." Zhao Cheng pointed to a wall in the corner.

By the moonlight, Zhao Yi looked around and found that this wall was connected to the house next to it. It was an earthen slope about one story high, which did not look like it was deliberately dug out, but rather a naturally formed terrain.

A low wooden door stood in the corner.

Just by looking at his appearance, Zhao Yi knew that Zhao Cheng had come to the right place.

Not only is this place easy to guard, but it's also not easy to be noticed at night.

"Go inside quickly!"

Zhao Yi shouted and had only taken two steps forward when three men in black suddenly chased after him from behind.

There are three little babies here!

"Zhao Huan has four sons. Any child in the manor could be his son. Kill them all!"

Zhao Yi quickly handed Zhao Yan to Zhao Cheng and said, "You two go in first!"

"Zhao Yi, there are three of them..."

"Stop talking nonsense and get inside!"

Zhao Yi shoved Zhao Cheng hard, which woke Zhao Yan up. Afraid that Zhao Yan would be frightened after waking up, Zhao Cheng didn't say anything more and carried Zhao Yan to the wine cellar.

Three men in black chased after Zhao Cheng, but Zhao Yi suddenly turned around, drew his sword, and held it in front of the three men.

"Heh heh, this little brat's got guts, daring to stop us!" the man in black chuckled.

Zhao Yi smiled and said, "You've come at the right time..."

The men in black didn't seem to take Zhao Yi, a child, seriously. They didn't even form a pincer attack formation, and the three of them swaggered towards Zhao Yi side by side.

One of them asked, "What do you mean by saying it's good that we came?"

Zhao Yi said, "It's been two years. If I don't kill someone soon, my knife will rust!"

After saying this, Zhao Yi's expression suddenly changed, and he instantly rushed towards the person in the middle.

Completely unprepared for Zhao Yi's sudden attack, the hearts of the three men in black skipped a beat. The man in the middle immediately brandished his knife and fought Zhao Yi head-on. In his eyes, it wasn't surprising that the general's son knew some martial arts, but he was still just a child, and his strength couldn't compare to that of an adult.

His idea was correct, but Zhao Yi had no intention of fighting him head-on.

Just as Zhao Yi was about to touch him, he suddenly slid to the side, his knife dragging on the ground, and severed the Achilles tendon of the leftmost man in black with a single stroke.

"Ah!" the man in black cried out in pain and fell to the ground.

Zhao Yi didn't stop at all. Before the other two could react, he suddenly did a backflip. Before his feet even touched the ground, he plunged a knife into the heart of the black-clad man on the far right at a 45-degree angle from top to bottom.

One fatal blow.

The man in black in the middle was stunned. He no longer dared to underestimate the child in front of him and slashed at Zhao Yi's neck with both hands holding the knife.

Zhao Yi's feet had barely touched the ground when there was no time to dodge.

But he didn't intend to back down.

He also gripped the knife with both hands and thrust it forward.

This time, he complied with the man in black's demands and fought him head-on.

Clang!

As the two swords clashed, the man in black felt a sudden numbness in his arm, and the sword in his hand broke in two.

But the next moment, he felt a difficulty breathing, as if no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get any oxygen in.

Then he felt a tearing pain in his body.

He looked down and realized that not only had the knife in his hand been severed, but his waist had also been cut off.

The child stood quietly in front of him, a smug smile on his face.

Cut in two with one stroke.

Zhao Yi looked around and, seeing that no one was chasing him, walked over and finished off the man in black whose Achilles tendon had been severed, before running into the wine cellar.

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