The First Great Ancestor of the Five Dynasties

Chapter 380: Bloody Battle at the Tutor’s Mansion
Late at night, the Tutor's Mansion was dark. Occasionally, pedestrians holding lanterns passed by on the street, and the lights quickly disappeared into the darkness.

One night, a wild cat squatting at the top of the wall made a low cry. When a mouse crossed the street, the wild cat suddenly sprang out. The sound of a fight with the wild cat roaring and the mouse screaming soon subsided, and the wild cat ran away with the trophy in its mouth.

There was an eerie silence all around the Taifu Mansion.

Near Mao hour, around five o'clock in the morning, the sleeping Jiangning City began to wake up. Markets, docks, and goods stores were the first places to wake up. Sparse lights lit up in different parts of Jiangning City.

On the street facing the Taifu Mansion, there was suddenly a loud and rapid sound of footsteps. Hundreds of warriors dressed in black rushed in with long swords and launched a fierce attack from the front and back doors.

The warriors in black even carried long ladders and crossbows on their backs, set up ladders to climb up the wall, and turned into the mansion to launch an attack.

The fierce battle started in an instant.

The guards and servants of Taifu's mansion were armed early, together with the guards brought by Xu Xuan from the mansion, they could barely gather 40 people, and ten soldiers from the fifth capital who quietly entered Taifu's mansion in the middle of the night, probably only the enemy Half the hands were resisting.

The sergeants of the Fifth Capital showed extraordinary military qualities. They led the guards and slaves in the mansion to resist in batches. They used the houses, pavilions, gardens and other complex terrain in the mansion as cover to advance and retreat in an orderly manner to counterattack the intruders. enemy.

The Zhou family members all gathered in the back hall of the house, which was blocked by walls on all sides and was the last safe place in the Taifu Mansion.

Zhou Zong put on a purple court dress, wore an eye-catching purple and gold fish bag on his waist, and wore a double-winged straight-leg dome gauze hat on his head. He sat upright in the main seat of the side hall, his eyes slightly closed, and his face was cold and solemn.

The shouts of killing were getting closer and closer in the palace. In the side hall, several concubines of Zhou Zong, the wives and children of his three sons, and a large number of old, young, women and children were crowded together in fear, crying.

The children's cries made Zhou Zong open his eyes and said calmly: "Sooth your children. I'm here to keep you safe. Even if the thieves come in, I will die in front of you."

Perhaps it was Zhou Zong's calmness that gave these women and children great comfort, or maybe it was Zhou Zong's power that frightened the women and children so much that they no longer dared to cry and disturb them. A group of women and children pulled their children to bow to Zhou Zong, and gradually stopped. The sobs comfort the child and themselves at the same time.

Xu Xuan sat aside and nodded secretly. This is the backbone role of the head of the family.

Although the Zhou family was not a general, the old master had followed the late emperor for many years and experienced countless storms, so how could he be intimidated by a group of mere brats.

The head of the family remained calm during the crisis, which also gave the women and children of the Zhou family great courage.

Xu Xuan turned his head and looked outside the hall. He saw the approaching shouts of killing, the fires everywhere, and the pungent smell coming from the thick smoke.

Xu Xuan's hands were sweating, secretly hoping that reinforcements would arrive soon.

Zhu Wushou stood outside the side hall, holding a long-handled plain knife tightly in both hands, sweating coldly from nervousness.

He and five or six Zhou family guards were the last line of defense for a group of old, weak, women and children in the side hall behind him.

Zhu Wu worked in Banqiao store and dock to make a living. Sometimes he got into fights to compete for business, and he also had a fierce temper when he had a bullish temper.

During the busy farming season, you have to cultivate, and your body will have strong bones and strength.

But it was his first time to kill someone with a knife, and he had to face a ferocious enemy that was twice as many as his own. This made Zhu Wu feel extremely nervous.

But he was not afraid at all, and he did not regret not staying in Xu Mansion.

Zhu Wu didn't quite understand why someone wanted to kill Zhou Zong. Although he didn't like the old man, he knew after a brief contact that the old man and Zhou Ling were completely different. Zhou Ling was Zhou Ling and did not represent the entire Zhou family.

The head of the Zhou family is Zhou Zong, who actually has little to do with Zhou Ling.

The persecution of the Zhu family was the fault of Zhou Ling and had nothing to do with the Zhou family after Zhou Zong's death.

But he firmly remembered Xu Xuan's words that Zhou Laoer could not die, otherwise Zhu Xiu, who was deeply trapped in Jujingyuan, would be in danger.

In the past, Zhu Wu was afraid of his hands and feet, cherishing his life and fearing death, because he was afraid that no one would take care of his mother, wife and children after he died.

Now he reunites with brother Zhu Xiu. His brother is more capable than him. Zhu Wu knows that even if he is gone, his mother, wife and children will still have brothers to take care of him.

The Zhu family can live without themselves, but they cannot live without Zhu Xiu.

Zhu Wu no longer had any worries, so he naturally had the courage to fight.

Looking nervously at the stone arch in front of the small garden in the side hall, Zhu Wu clenched the knife shaft with his sweaty palms and murmured to himself: "Come on, come on, donkey fuck's grandsons, my brother is a very famous person. This brother is not a bad person either."

"Whoever takes the Zhou Zong's head will be rewarded with a hundred gold!" A somewhat familiar roar came across the courtyard wall, and soon, a dozen black-clad warriors fiercely rushed out of the stone archway and headed towards the side hall.

Zhu Wu roared wildly, raised his sword and rushed towards him.

The guards of the Zhou family behind him were also infected by his viciousness, and they all stepped forward to meet the enemy with their knives in hand.

The fight started in the small garden outside the side hall.

Zhu Wu didn't know martial arts, but he had fought many green-skinned gangsters in Banqiao shop, and he had summed up a set of experiences.

Relying on his strength and long sword, Zhu Wu swung his sword and slashed with wide open strokes.

The long blade of the Pu Dao slashed down in the air, and a warrior in black swung his sword to fight back. The knife in his hand was knocked away, and the Pu Dao slashed hard on his shoulder, causing him to let out a shrill scream.

Scarlet blood splashed across Zhu Wu's face, completely arousing his ferocity and courage.

The Zhu Wu sword shaft twisted and slashed horizontally, pulled and slashed, slashing and slashing, and cut off the black-clothed warrior's head and shoulders with one blow.

Blood was spilled all over the garden, Zhu Wu roared angrily and went to another black-clothed warrior, he slashed with his saber without a plan, and no one could get close to him for a while.

When a masked warrior in black saw Zhu Wu being so brave, his sinister eyes darkened, and he stepped closer with a sword in hand.

You can tell by looking at the movements of his steps that this person's martial arts must have been taught by famous experts and practiced since childhood.

He could tell at a glance that Zhu Wu had never practiced martial arts at all. He just relied on his physical strength to wield a simple sword in a scary posture.

As long as you get close to him and prevent him from taking advantage of the long sword, you can defeat him.

Zhu Wu subconsciously felt that danger was approaching, so he turned around and swung his knife and slashed in one go. With a "dang" sound, the blade collided with the long pole of the sword and sparked sparks. The masked black warrior turned around flexibly, changed his moves very quickly, and cut Zhu Wu with one knife. arm.

A burning sting came, drops of blood dripped down, and the palms of my hands became sticky.

Zhu Wu looked angrily and met those sinister eyes.

Zhu Wu was stunned for a moment, he remembered these eyes.

It was Zhou Ling who almost killed their family!
"It's you!"

Zhu Wu roared angrily, a rush of blood rushed to his forehead, forgetting the pain, and slashed with the knife.

Zhou Ling ducked sideways, and the blade of Pu Dao struck the floor tiles hard.

A little bit of sand splashed into his eyes. Zhou Ling was startled and stepped back subconsciously.

Taking this opportunity, Zhu Wu suddenly took off his black mask.

Zhou Ling hurriedly touched his face, and his entire face was exposed.

Zhou Zong, who was standing on the steps of the side hall with a long sword in hand, saw this scene, with great hatred and anger in his eyes, and his desolate voice was full of endless grief and anger: "Zhou Ling! You really are such a bastard! You betrayed your ancestors If you forget your ancestral lineage, you will eventually die a bad death!"

Zhou Ling was flustered for a while, but he quickly gritted his teeth and stabilized. He has no way out now. Only by killing Zhou Zong and throwing himself into the arms of the prince, and becoming the new head of the Zhou family, can he have a foothold in Jiangning City .

"Whoever kills Zhou Zong will be rewarded five hundred gold!" Zhou Ling raised his sword and roared, approaching Zhu Wu again.

He wanted to get rid of Zhu Wu as soon as possible, take Zhou Zong's life and leave as soon as possible.

The longer the time dragged on, the worse it was for him.

Facing Zhou Ling's all-out attack, Zhu Wu struggled to resist. He was stabbed repeatedly on his arms, back, and legs. Fortunately, there were no critical injuries, and they were all cuts.

Zhu Wu swung his sword desperately and barely managed to withstand Zhou Ling's fierce attack, giving several other Zhou family guards a chance to breathe, allowing them to calmly deal with the attacks of other black warriors.

This precarious situation actually came to a standstill for a short time.

(End of this chapter)