Big Ear Thief Selling Straw Sandals

Chapter 70 Assassination of the Japanese King
The sky was twilight, and the camp of the Han army was already full of people.

After breakfast, [-] Korean new troops and [-] Japanese battalions marched into the palace in Yidu in a neat line.

Everyone knew that Yihe and the dignitaries would definitely be finished today.

The sergeants of the Japanese battalion even shouted slogans.

"The Han army is good, the Han army is wonderful, the nobleman screamed in fright!"

"Poor people, you have to stand up and surrender to the Han army with food and clothing!"

Slogans were spread throughout the whole day, and the long queue could not be seen at a glance.

When they approached the residential area, everyone was startled, as if an earthquake had passed.

Look at the barricades that were erected indiscriminately in the core area, and countless figures huddled in it, shivering like quails.

"Shout out!"

After receiving Zhang Yun's order, Momotaro hid in a corner, holding a shield in one hand and a trumpet in the other, loudly persuading him to surrender.

"Yihe, this is the last chance. Within three quarters of an hour, if you surrender, you can live. If you don't surrender, you will be killed!"

"The poor people in Yidu, the Han army is here to save you! The governor of the Han Dynasty promises: submit to the Han army and resist the powerful, and the days to come will be sweeter and sweeter!"

Repeat this three times to make sure the people inside the barricade can hear you.

During the shouting process, sporadic bamboo arrows flew over, but they were not accurate, and they failed to leave scratches on the shield.

Glancing at Ma Chao, Sun Guo asked, "Do you dare to go in and arrest that old boy Yihe, so as not to mobilize the crowd?"

Ma Chao knew that the opponent's hands were itchy, so he said, "Whatever, I'm familiar with the inside, and the guards of the palace are also staying very well."

Having said that, Sun Guo couldn't sit still any longer, and asked anxiously, "Then take a look, where do you get in?"

Ma Chao looked at it for a while, pointed to a corner on one side and said, "There is a river over there, you can go into the water."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Sun Guo grabbed Ma Chao and ran towards Xiaohe.

Two young generals of the Han army dived and swam across the wooden bridge closed by the barricades. The defenders didn't know, and neither did Zhang Yun.

Two daring Lengtouqing climbed ashore, "borrowed" two sets of Japanese clothes, and walked through the almost ruined residential area in a majestic manner.

On the side of the streets and in the dilapidated houses, there are only skinny old people and children playing ignorantly.

Facing the overwhelmingly superior Han army, the king of Yidu would rather risk the lives of all his people than give up his power.

The throne is forged by the blood and bones of the people at the bottom.

A huge White House appeared in front of Sun Guo.

"This is Yihe's palace. There are many guards and it is very strict."

Sun Guo urged: "Don't be tricky, tell me quickly!"

Ma Chao said, "But they can't enter the back house."

With the help of light and shadow, the two easily approached and turned into the back house of the palace.

Although the outside was demolished into a garbage dump, the palace is still magnificent, with pavilions and pavilions full of young women enshrined by the people.

According to the Japanese tradition, except for the king and eunuchs, other men are strictly forbidden to enter the back house of the palace.

There are more than a hundred women in the harem, dedicated to serving Yihe alone, and they will never get out alive for the rest of their lives.

Two tall, handsome and masculine guys suddenly appeared in front of a large group of lonely, empty and cold women, just like little white rabbits falling into the den of tigers and wolves.

In particular, Yihe is old, like dying.

Many women who had no chance to serve the bed watched the two strong young men's hearts fluttering, their saliva was like a river breaking its embankment, they were laughing or striking up a conversation, and their ears were endless.

Sun Guo looked left and right, and saw that the Japanese women had white faces, so she couldn't help complaining, "They're all female ghosts, why don't you be scared to death if you run into them at night?"

Ma Chao laughed, walked into a wooden corridor familiarly, and said in a low voice: "In front is Yihe's residence, with several guards."

While they were talking, the two eunuchs turned out from the side passage, looked in astonishment at the civilians who appeared suddenly, and just about to shout, they were punched unconscious by Sun and Ma.

The further they went, the more guards there would be. The two quickly changed into eunuch's coats, and moved towards Yihe's bedroom at a faster speed.

In front of the last porch, Sun Guo probed to observe, and found seven or eight warriors holding long swords outside the palace gate.

"What's going on?"

Sun Guo hid the two short knives in his left and right cuffs, and said nonchalantly, "Get in there, if you can't do it, kill them."

Ma Chao said helplessly: "This is too untechnical!"

Sun Guo smiled and said, "The day lily will be cold if you rub it any longer, hurry up!"

Ma Chao also hid the two knives in the cuffs of his underwear, and the two of them, holding trays of drinks and food, bowed their heads and entered the palace courtyard.

The two eunuchs came in with small steps, which didn't arouse the samurai's attention at first, but when the two of them climbed up the steps, their movements did not conform to the rules of the palace.

A samurai couldn't help being suspicious, stared at them, and then found that the other party's face was not powdered, obviously not a serious eunuch.

"who?"

The samurai shouted and asked, while drawing his long sword.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The two trays hit the nearest samurai respectively.

Sun Guo leapt up, slipped the two sabers into his hands, and stabbed at the two warriors who hadn't reacted yet.

Ma Chao also drew out his dagger, and stabbed at the samurai beside him, accurately slashing open his carotid artery.

Sudden attack, the three warriors couldn't avoid it, and let out screams.

Sun Guoma Chao didn't stop, and continued to rush towards the next target.

"Whoa!"

Until then, the two trays fell to the ground.

"Enemy attack! Escort!"

Startled and enraged, the warrior shouted, calling for more guards to come for reinforcements.

In close combat, the custom-made short knife is more lethal, more flexible and more dangerous than the three-foot long knife.

The special warfare battalion actually specializes in cultivating killing machines. The fighting moves are unpretentious but simple and efficient.

After the second round of attacks, two more warriors fell, and the last three warriors drew their long swords and retreated to the gate of the palace.

The guards and warriors outside the bedroom heard the warning and came quickly.

Offense is the best defense.

The martial arts in the world are all fast and unbreakable!
Sun Guo and Ma Chao always maintained a high-speed attack, attacking the next target with one hit.

Of the five people who fell, one died and four were injured, and only two or three breaths passed.

Such a tough and fierce fighting style was unheard of, and the last three warriors were so shocked that their scalps went numb.

Just as they drew their swords and retreated, Sun Guo and Ma Chao rushed forward one from the left and one from the right.

The warriors on both sides slashed fiercely with their knives, and the tip of the knife slashed towards the chest and abdomen of the assassin with the sound of the wind. At this time, there was no way to avoid it, unless Sun Ma retreated.

But when Sun Guo dodged backwards, he threw a dagger at the warrior opposite Ma Chao in an incredible way.

At the same time, Ma Chao also threw a dagger at the warrior opposite Sun Guo.

The warrior who was concentrating on the battle with Ma Chao suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower back, and his posture immediately deformed.

This throwing knife move is a combination of assists and cooperation when fighting against the enemy, and the timing is just right.

Therefore, instead of retreating, Ma Chao advanced, and slammed into the opponent with a sword, stabbing his liver severely.

The samurai was injured in the abdomen and back, and his whole body was paralyzed by the severe pain. Ma Chao pushed and shoved him to the samurai in the middle.

The samurai on the other side noticed the flying knife thrown by Ma Chao and shot it down with a knife.

The samurai in the middle saw the assassin using his companion as a shield to charge towards him, so he kicked his companion away, and the samurai with abdominal and back injuries was kicked and rolled down the steps.

Ma Chao has been keeping an eye on the movements of the warrior in the middle, and taking advantage of the moment when he lifts his leg, he rolls forward and passes under the "meat shield warrior" to come in front of the warrior in the middle.

One stab at the knife will cut off the roots of his descendants.

This trick of "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky", which ghosts and gods would be terrified even after seeing it, is despised by famous martial arts schools.

But, the one that can pull out the pus is a good plaster!
The samurai in the center let out a scream, fell back and smashed through the not-so-thick wooden door.

Seeing that the gate of the palace fell, the last warrior, eager to protect the lord, turned around to stop Ma Chao.

The Iron Law of Fighting: Don't leave your back to the enemy.

Sun Guo jumped into the air again, and stabbed the warrior's cervical spine firmly.

"Crack!"

The central nervous system was cut off, and the samurai stiffened and fell to the door of the hall.

Guards and warriors from all directions rushed to the courtyard, but they could only watch Sun Guoma Chao step into Yihe's bedroom.

Outside the gate of the hall, there are people lying all over the ground, some dead or injured.

In the palace, apart from Yihe, who was nearly fifty years old, there was the prime minister Toba, and an eunuch Inoue.

Seeing the two assassins covered in blood and looking like evil ghosts, the three of them lost their souls.

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