Chapter 2949 Retreat (a More)
"Good skill!" Deng Yue praised.
He turned around and came to the window, but he didn't poke his head out directly. He first took a stick and pushed the window.
"Chi Chi!" Two arrows almost hit him.
He turned his head and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to bring the Imperial Guard over here?"
Zhao Yancheng snorted: "No need, I want to see how many people came to assassinate today!"
He was worried, worried that they would deal with Chu Li.
If Chu Li was killed directly, the others would surely die as well.
But what was more in his heart was anger. In the dignified capital, someone used a bow and arrow blatantly. This is simply a slap in the face of himself, the emperor, really unbearable!
Deng Yue said helplessly: "Your Majesty, I didn't expect Butianlou to be so powerful. It's because I underestimated them. It's better to invite the imperial guards to come over. Otherwise, maybe today..."
Looking at this posture, Butianlou has already gone crazy, mobilizing all the forces, not only the assassins, but also the dark forces, must be involved in the army, otherwise the bow and arrow would not be leaked.
This is the capital, not a foreign place!
Although the monk Dingru is powerful, it is useless to face dozens of archers. They only dispatched a few archers now, what if there are more?
"No need!" Zhao Yancheng said coldly, his eyes were like fire.
He clasped his fists at Chu Li and said, "Master, I entrust the lives of Anfu and Anfu to you!"
Chu Li said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty."
"With Master here, I have no worries!" Zhao Yancheng said.
Princess Anfu glanced at the four young men holding swords, and asked curiously: "Master, don't you kill them?"
These four youths wielding knives had murderous looks on their faces. Their faces were ferocious and hideous. Even though she was usually weak, she wanted to kill someone at this time.
Chu Li shook his head and said, "No hurry, maybe we can find some clues."
Now he is more curious about Butianlou, and he wants to find out their details, so as to destroy this Butianlou, which will be of great merit.
"These guys are really bold." Princess Anfu turned her head and smiled, "Father, it doesn't matter if I go out of the palace with the master in the future?"
She has been restrained all the time, saying that the outside is too dangerous to leave the palace, and she has to sneak out every time. The last time she was assassinated, her father finally found an excuse and completely cut off the hope of leaving the palace.
"Hmm." Zhao Yancheng snorted.
There was no one else around, and they all ran away during the previous assassination.
"Master, will they come again?" Princess Anfu asked.
Chu Li shook his head: "This catastrophe is over."
"That's how it retreated." Princess Anfu was surprised.
Zhao Yancheng snorted, "Really gone?"
Chu Li said: "If the poor monk is not mistaken, he should have already retreated... This Butianlou is really scary!"
Making such a large formation, assassinating recklessly, fleeing immediately when there is no hope of success, this kind of assassin's behavior style is the most troublesome, if they can't find their lair, there is nothing they can do.
He looked at the four young men holding knives and shook his head. The four baits were useless.
He touched their chests and sleeves, and found some odds and ends, including lighters, ointment, and some maps.
He picked out a few maps and handed them to Deng Yue.
Deng Yue took a look, his face changed drastically.
"Let me see!" Zhao Yancheng said.
Deng Yue handed over the map, which was hand-painted, with their route of action, place of stay, and Zhao Yancheng's appearance written on it.
Zhao Yancheng looked at the maps one by one, his face became more and more ugly.
Chu Li said: "Butianlou has a lot of eyeliners, and they are all well-trained. Commander Deng still needs to be careful."
Deng Yue nodded bitterly.
He is an expert in intelligence and assassination. Looking at these maps, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to draw them. Especially the emperor's appearance is really lifelike. It is obvious that he has received rigorous training to draw so accurately.
And these maps and portraits are all drawn by eight people, one author and eight pictures.
With this kind of eyeliner watching him, his every move is probably being watched, and he will be assassinated if he wants to.
Zhao Yancheng said with a gloomy face: "If the Butianlou is not removed, I really don't know if the emperor can be stable!"
With such assassination ability and intelligence ability, it is too easy to make the court chaotic, and Deng Yue and the others are powerless, unable to stop them, it is tantamount to closing their eyes and opening their chests to let the sword attack.
Deng Yue's face was full of bitterness, he really couldn't keep his leader!
Chu Li said: "Your Majesty, it's better to go back to the palace first. I will go with Commander Deng to find these eyeliners. If you pull out some of them, maybe you can find some clues."
"...That's all, thank you, Master." Zhao Yancheng said slowly.
Deng Yue cupped his fists gratefully.
"Bang bang bang bang..." There was a sound of neat footsteps, and then a burly man climbed up like an ape. Even if the stairs were broken, he couldn't stop his figure. He was burly but agile. It was Song Kun, the commander of the guards.
"Your Majesty, I'm late!" Song Kun knelt down on the ground, pressing his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist.
Zhao Yancheng snorted, "It's not too late, let's go!"
Song Kun nodded vigorously.
When he was talking, a ladder was already set up below, and the three ladders were tied together to reach the second floor. Song Kun bent down: "Go down with your majesty on your back."
"I can go by myself." Zhao Yancheng waved his hand.
Chu Li said: "Come on, poor monk."
Zhao Yancheng nodded: "Then there is Master Lao."
Chu Li held Zhao Yancheng's wrist with one hand and Princess Anfu's with the other. His sleeves fluttered down like bats. He tapped his toes on the ladder halfway and landed smoothly.
Deng Yue and Gu Yuanhe quickly slid down the ladder, looked up at the messy restaurant, and thought of the danger of falling stones before, they still had palpitations.
Under the strict protection of Song Kun and other big inner guards, Zhao Yancheng and his party returned to the palace, then Chu Li and Deng Yue turned around and returned, and found eight people through eight maps.
Some are small traders, some are teahouse attendants, some are green skins, and some are tourists staying in hotels.
After finding it, Chu Li interrogated him with a silver needle.
They were only receiving tasks in their respective hidden places, and had never seen the higher level. Chu Li continued to investigate through the paper and pen and ink with instructions written on them.
"Bang!" The courtyard door was smashed, and Deng Yue led nine people into Zhihu's ordinary courtyard, and rushed directly at the middle-aged man who was feeding chickens in the courtyard. Before he could react, he had already bumped into him.
The middle-aged man sneered, kicked his feet violently, and at the same time a black iron cylinder protruded from his right sleeve.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, silver light shot out, and nearly a hundred silver sticks shot out from the iron tube.
The nine people immediately had silver needles all over their faces, looking extremely terrifying.
Deng Yue was a step slower, but he was blocked by his body and avoided the blow. He was suddenly furious, and he drew his saber and slashed.
The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully, and another iron tube protruded from his left sleeve, which was the same as before, shooting out nearly a hundred silver lights.
"Bang!" Silver light enveloped Deng Yue.
"Ding, ding, ding..." There was a crisp crash, and the silver needles were blocked by the stone table flying in front of Deng Yue.
Deng Yue kicked his feet fiercely, drew his long saber out, and shouted: "Thank you, Master!"
Chu Li threw out the stone table in time to help him block the silver needle, but he became more and more angry.