Thus, accompanied by Yang Feng and others, Fu Xie continued to travel around Jincheng.
Seeing that Fu Xie personally came forward to refute the rumors, the Qiang people who had been causing trouble all chose to believe him and obediently retreated.
Half a day later, seeing that nothing unexpected had happened, Fu Xie, Yang Feng, and the others couldn't help but relax a little.
Seeing that it was almost noon, Fu Xie ordered his men to head towards the next gathering place of the Qiang people, which was also the furthest place from the city's troops.
Soon, Fu Xie and his group arrived at the chaotic street corner. At this time, the doors of the shops on both sides of the street were wide open, empty, and the shops were in a mess.
At the end of the street, 300 meters away, nearly a thousand Qiang people were surrounding and vandalizing Han shops, creating an extremely chaotic scene.
Just as Fu Xie and his group were about to step forward to stop them, several arrows suddenly shot out from the shops on both sides of the street. One arrow went straight into the coachman's neck, while the others went straight into the horses' foreheads and necks.
Two screams and hissing sounds came at the same time, and then the carriage overturned. Fu Xie, who was inside the carriage, was caught off guard and his head hit the frame hard, and he immediately lost consciousness.
"not good!!"
Upon seeing this, Yang Feng, who was traveling with the carriage, immediately drew his long sword and led his men to guard both sides of the carriage. The constable and two constables also rushed forward and dragged the unconscious Fu Xie out of the carriage.
Just then, nearly a hundred burly men dressed in Hanfu and armed with weapons suddenly rushed out from the shops on both sides.
These people were sent by Beigong Boyu, who planned to kidnap Fu Xie and then frame the Han people in order to gain control of Jincheng.
"Kill that corrupt official Fu Xie...!"
A burly man leading the charge roared in fluent Kansai dialect and led his hundred-plus men forward.
"Protect Magistrate Fu!!"
Upon seeing this, Yang Feng roared and immediately led his men to surround Fu Xie.
"kill!!"
Soon, the two sides clashed, and in an instant, the sounds of metal clashing rang out, and screams of agony rose and fell.
What are those Han Chinese doing?
At the end of the street, the Qiang people who were smashing and looting shops also noticed the battle taking place on the street.
A Qiang villager shouted, "I think I just heard someone shout 'Kill Fu Xie!'"
"What?! They dared to harm Lord Fu?! Kill them...!"
The Qiang people were immediately enraged and charged forward, shouting as they went.
"Hmph~, scatter these lowly people!!"
Upon seeing this, the leader of the assassins roared, and more than a hundred assassins wielding long knives rushed out from the shops on both sides and charged towards the Qiang people.
Most of the Qiang people were ordinary people with only some sticks in their hands. How could they be a match for those armed assassins?
In a short while, more than thirty Qiang people fell into pools of blood.
However, apart from a few elderly and weak people who chose to retreat, the able-bodied Qiang people, with red eyes, fought fiercely against the assassins.
Although they disliked the Han people, Fu Xie had treated them well over the past two years, ensuring they had enough to eat. Therefore, they would never allow anyone to harm Fu Xie.
In a short time, quite a few assassins were knocked to the ground by them, which shows how fierce the Qiang people are!
"These lowly commoners are really troublesome!! Kill Fu Xie first, then kill those lowly commoners!!"
Seeing that the second wave of ambushes had been blocked by the Qiang people, the leader of the assassins cursed under his breath, then roared, wanting to kidnap Fu Xie as soon as possible so that they could escape from here.
Although Yang Feng and his men were elite soldiers, the men lying in ambush were also elite guards handpicked by Bei Gong Boyu from his household. They were exceptionally strong in combat. In addition, the disparity in numbers between the two sides, along with the harassment from the archers inside the shop, made it difficult for Yang Feng and his men to move.
Three people fell into pools of blood on Yang Feng's side, and an arrow was stuck in Yang Feng's left arm.
"Kill!! Protect Magistrate Fu!!"
Just then, a shout of battle rang out, and more than thirty spies from the intelligence bureau dressed in Qiang clothing rushed over and fought with the assassins on the perimeter.
Most of these spies from the Investigation Bureau were renowned wandering knights-errant from the Northwest region, each possessing unique skills and exceptional martial arts prowess.
In a short time, the assassins who were besieging Fu Xie also suffered heavy casualties.
"Quick, charge through!!"
Seeing the situation suddenly take a turn for the better, Yang Feng was overjoyed. He snapped the arrow shaft off his left arm and then led his men to carry Fu Xie to meet up with the reinforcements.
Yang Feng, who charged ahead to clear the way, was also incredibly brave. Every time his blade flashed, a soldier would fall to the ground and never get up.
"Quickly, kill him!!"
Just as the two groups were about to meet, the leader of the assassins shouted, and several archers lying in ambush inside the shop also aimed at Yang Feng.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"
Yang Feng, who was fighting fiercely, heard several whooshing sounds. Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his back and chest at the same time. Several arrows had already pierced into Yang Feng's body.
"Ah~!"
Yang Feng's face turned pale, and he cried out in pain. His figure swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.
Yang Feng, who had managed to stand firm, felt lightheaded, and the shouts of battle around him grew weaker and weaker.
In an instant, Yang Feng suddenly felt as if he had returned home, where he saw his pregnant wife waiting for him at the door, young Yang Yan practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and his newly adopted wife, Yang Shi, looking at him with a smile on her face.
"I hereby order you to protect Prefect Fu's safety!"
Just then, a thunderous voice suddenly rang in Yang Feng's mind, pulling him back to reality.
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