The two thousand people led by Bai Chun had already surrounded this place in layers, and were now continuing to shrink the siege.

Under the protection of a group of people, Li Hong slowly walked to the periphery of the encirclement. He did not see Bai Chun here, but a personal guard general, Fang Zhan and Heng Qiao were waiting for him there.

"Where is Bai Chun?" Li Hong asked coldly with a unhappy look on his face.

"To answer your question, Miss Bai is at the innermost part of the encirclement. She said she would think of a way..."

"Pa!" Li Hong's temper became very bad, and he slapped Fang Zhan who responded: "What are you doing? The leader of the 'Jingwei' rushed to the front, leaving you bunch of rubbish waiting here for me? If Bai Chun makes a mistake, can you take the responsibility?"

"Yes, I was right." Fang Zhan did not look aggrieved. He seemed calm, as if it was right for Li Hong to beat him in front of everyone.

"How long have you been inside?" Li Hong walked forward on his own, and the circle surrounding him also slowly moved.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince almost lost his life a few days ago. Now he has run to this desolate mountain and wilderness, a place full of dangers. If he gets injured again, these people will take the initiative to kill themselves.

"In reply to my Lord, it will take about an incense stick of time."

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"How many people are protecting her?" Li Hong asked with a frown.

"Six people."

"Call her out immediately, even if you have to drag her out! Xiaoxue, follow her." Li Hong said coldly.

After saying that, he began to slowly look around the mountain. The terrain here is high and the forests are dense, but the terrain is relatively flat, and it is not a place suitable for defense. It seems that they were forced here by Bai Chun and the others.

These people should have come down from the back of Mount Zhongnan, crossed mountains and rivers and then fled here.

"How many people are there?" Li Hong asked helplessly.

At first he said that he would leave a few people alive, but when he fainted from crying beside Bailu and Xiaohan, the others panicked and gave them the opportunity to escape. There was no one alive except the dead bodies on the ground.

"There are probably more than a hundred people. They don't look like ordinary rangers, but more like they are trained..." Heng Qiao took over the conversation.

"That's natural. A knight wouldn't do such a thing. Anyone with a little bit of ability would either be a bodyguard for an official or work in a government office. Even if they have no interest in a career in politics, they wouldn't do such a thing. What's more, when we saw those people that day, we could see that they were well-trained, and they were totally different from guerrillas." Li Hong paced back and forth in a small open space, saying lightly.

At this time, the martial arts world had not yet taken shape, and the martial arts trends such as the struggles between sects were just in their infancy.

There are still very few people with high status and prestige like the Three Heroes of Fengchen. At this time, most of the chivalrous knights who take chivalry as their ideal basically have the chivalrous spirit that combines the ideas of chivalry and Confucianism with the chivalrous way.

There are those who advocate serving the country and the people, worrying about the country and the people, or those who are quiet and inactive, or those who live in seclusion, and there are also those who have entered the market to play on the streets, and those who commit crimes and then become knights. All kinds of knights in this era gradually began to form a large group.

With the emergence of these people, various styles of behavior and manners gradually conflicted with each other, forming their own groups. Then came group interests, and finally a dispute between sects.

At this time, the famous Yi Jin Jing had not yet been written. There was only a Taoist health-preserving article called Yi Jin.

Li Hong learned all these when he met Huineng and Shenxiu, and also when he was playing chess and chatting with Sun Simiao a few days ago.

Bai Chunzhen was dragged over here, Xiaoxue held her hand, and both of them staggered. Under the protection of a group of guards, they hurried to Li Hong.

Bai Chun looked thinner, and although his eyes were listless, they flashed with helplessness and pain. He looked much more haggard than before, his face was pale and stained, and his pure white cotton dress was already dirty, with some places torn by tree branches.

Her hair, which originally fell to her hips, was casually tied on top of her head by a branch. She looked both miserable and lonely and helpless.

Li Hong sighed helplessly, waved his hand, and asked everyone to retreat. Then he said to Wufa, Wutian, Fang Zhan, and Heng Qiao, "Go ahead, attack them forcefully, and their leader will surrender."

Wufa, Wutan, Fang Zhan, Heng Qiao, Hua Meng and others all felt that the pursuit of the assassin was very strange. They always felt that there seemed to be a tacit understanding between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Bai Chun.

Bai Chun stood opposite Li Hong, feeling lonely and helpless. She watched Xia Zhi tighten the white bandage that had just fixed Li Hong's shoulder, and tears flowed down her face uncontrollably again.

All of a sudden, the whole person looked even more miserable and helpless, which made people feel distressed.

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead! This has nothing to do with you. Why are you blaming yourself? How many years have passed? Don't I know who you are? You're crying. Do you know how reckless your behavior was just now? Do you think you can clear your suspicion by doing that? Hurry and wipe away your tears." Li Hong threw a handkerchief handed to him by Xiaoxue to Bai Chun.

Bai Chun didn't say anything, but cried even harder. Li Hong was angry and helpless, so he could only continue to say: "Do you think you will be satisfied if I cry to death? Is that what you want? If not, wipe away your tears immediately, I still have something to ask you!"

Bai Chun sobbed and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. Xia Zhi also handed her a wet towel. After a simple wash, her beautiful face, which was covered with stains, regained its enchanting look.

Li Hong glanced at them unhappily and asked, "Have you talked to them? Who else is there? I don't believe that it's just the Wang family of Jinyang. Are there any remnants of the Eastern Turks among these people?"

Bai Chun nodded, her red eyes looked pitiful, and she whispered, "I don't know who is the leader at the moment, but from the scene that day and the investigation in the past few days, it seems that the Wang family of Jinyang and the people of the Eastern Turks are jointly committing the crime, and Wang Kang, Wang Jing and the Turks should be involved."

"Did Weiying die that year?" Li Hong suddenly remembered the monk. His relationship with Bai Chun was not simple.

"Not dead." Bai Chun said with his head down.

"Are you still in contact with him?" Li Hong asked puzzledly.

"There is no contact. Since I have been following you, I have not had any contact with those people." Bai Chun said quietly.

Li Hong looked at her, reached out to wipe the tears from his face, and said lightly: "Let's go and take a look."

Li Hong took the lead and walked forward. The people around him hurriedly followed and protected him in the middle. A group of more than ten or twenty people climbed up a high slope with a wider view.

Through the slightly sparse woods, one can clearly see that at this moment, the left and right clearing officers and the two thousand people who had besieged the assassin in the beginning have begun to slowly encircle the assassin.

Zuoyou Qingdao led another two thousand soldiers, half of whom were armed with bows and crossbows, and slowly formed an encirclement. The crossbows in their hands made sounds of breaking through the air from time to time, and then screams could be heard echoing in the woods.

These assassins were obviously trapped and no longer had the determination they had when they first attacked. The gradually shrinking encirclement made them even more panicked and disorderly.

The soldiers holding swords and horse lances behind the crossbow soldiers would be very careful when passing by each corpse. On the premise of protecting the crossbow soldiers from harm, they would indiscriminately throw out the horse lances that were more than three meters long, and stab them at the assassin lying on the ground like a silver snake.

Suddenly, the assassin, who had not yet completely died, had several bloody holes on his body. His body twitched a few times and then he lay motionless on the ground.

Li Hong looked far ahead and saw several people who were surrounded by the black-clad assassins. Although he could not see their faces, some of them did look very similar to Wang Kang and Wang Jing.

As the encirclement continued to shrink, those people began to feel uneasy. They had been very well prepared this time, but Wu Mei's unplanned trip from Taiyi City disrupted their plans and prevented them from making the most thorough deployment in the shortest time.

As the black-clad men who were protecting them were shot dead one by one by powerful crossbows, the few people obviously knew that the situation was hopeless. They looked around helplessly, and then they discussed in a low voice, and then one of them suddenly shouted: "Surrender, we surrender."

The voice echoed in the empty forest, but the only answer was silent stillness. The encircled people seemed to be deaf and continued to move forward slowly, shooting arrows from the crossbows in their hands from time to time, either killing people directly or rendering them unable to move.

He was unable to run to Li Hong and wait to hear his final decision. Although the encirclement was still shrinking, the people who were shot were those who seemed unimportant.

"Leave the five who look like leaders behind. Kill the rest." Li Hong watched Hua Meng drag a corpse over. After tearing off the veil, he found out that it was an Eastern Turk.

Wu Wu casually bandaged the wound on his forehead that was smashed by Li Hong with a piece of rag, which looked very funny. After hearing what Li Hong said, he nodded and said, "Yes, Master."

His tone was so calm that it didn't sound like he was going to kill someone, but rather like he was doing something that couldn't be more ordinary. But Li Hong knew that the helplessness at this moment was probably the most ruthless and cruel moment.

Immediately after Li Hong gave the order, screams began to be heard one after another in the encirclement in the distance. The speed, accuracy, and power of the crossbow arrows obviously exceeded the assassins' expectations. As long as they were hit by the arrows, they would basically lose their combat effectiveness.

As the black-clothed men who seemed to be beside the leader all fell to the ground, the entire encirclement was reduced to an area of ​​about ten to twenty feet.

Several men in black looked over and saw the circles of soldiers holding bows and crossbows. They had been bending over and sneaking around. All of them straightened up, holding a black and cold crossbow, and staring at them mercilessly.