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The only way for Yelu Rang to save himself was to make the matter bigger, so big that those old ministers who did not want to take a clear stand and kill him and those tribal leaders who were grief-stricken by the death of the rabbit had to come forward and force the Liao emperor to give him a way out.

The method to make a big fuss is very simple, that is, to let all the powerful people in the Liao Kingdom know that if they must die, they will do something crazy before they die.

For example, killing some civilians, killing a few monks, or massacring the city.

Longhuazhou is not one of the four capitals. Although it is prosperous, its defense is not strong because it is located in the plains in the heart of the Liao Kingdom and does not have city walls as high as those in the Central Plains. It is easy to attack but difficult to defend. If foreign enemies can reach here, it will not make much difference whether you have a few thousand more or fewer soldiers.

Yelu Rang's idea is very simple, and very Liao-style. If I have killed enough people, how can you not be afraid? If you are afraid, you have to weigh the matter. As long as you weigh it, there is room for negotiation. Once you negotiate, it will be a matter of price.

Yes, that’s what we should do. We should kill people. We should kill ordinary people.

So the King of the Southern Court entered Longhua Prefecture when the sun was almost overhead. Looking at the dock workers and managers on both sides of the river waiting excitedly to receive the goods, he was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and the nearly a thousand guards behind him were already rubbing their hands.

Zhao Yushu noticed something was wrong at the first moment, but he still didn't think it was such a bad situation. He just reminded a few Tang people who he had been chatting with in the past few days not to get so close and not to squeeze into the river because there were too many boats.

It's a pity that no one listened to him.

Everyone hoped that the King of Nanyuan would leave quickly and clear the river, but the big ships were lined up in a row and did not move at all. No one disembarked or sailed away.

The chief officer of Longhuazhou also rushed over after hearing the news. According to the itinerary obtained in advance, King Nanyuan would not stay at all. Instead, after getting off the boat at the dock, he would immediately leave Longhuazhou for Linhuang Prefecture. Now the people in charge of welcoming him in Linhuang Prefecture were already waiting outside the city gate. What did it mean that the king did not get off the boat?

If you have any objections, go and make a fuss with your brother the Emperor. Why are you making things difficult for a mere city chief like me?

The chief officer came rushing over, and his subordinate soldiers pushed aside the crowd, clearing a path leading directly to the big ship where Yelu Rang was, and respectfully asked Yelu Rang for instructions.

Of course he didn't dare to ask directly why he didn't get off the boat, but he cleverly asked Yelu Rang if he had any instructions. You can't just pretend to be deaf and dumb and keep silent.

"I heard that there are assassins who want to kill me here. As the chief officer of Longhua Prefecture, you want me to get off the boat now. What is your intention?"

Yelu Rang showed up, standing on the high deck of the ship, his eyes narrowed into slits.

The chief officer was shocked. This sentence almost directly revealed that he was the mastermind of the assassination. Although he did hear that some big shots did not want the King of Nanyuan to return alive, he did not want the other party to die on his territory.

"Your Majesty, you are joking. All of us in Longhuazhou are obedient citizens. How could there be any assassins?"

"is it?"

Yelu Rang chuckled and waved his hand. The archer behind him immediately stepped forward, put his hands on the awning and inspected the crowd.

Zhao Yushu frowned and subconsciously looked back. As expected, the monks among the assassins had already hidden themselves. There must be monks around Yelu Rang, as they would not expose themselves here. But he did not expect that the person who came out was a mortal.

"He is the assassin!"

The Condor Hero pointed at a man dressed as a fisherman. Although Zhao Yushu did not understand Khitan, he followed his finger and was immediately startled.

The person the other party was referring to happened to be one of the assassins that he had been observing for several days.

The assassin was stunned, but he gritted his teeth, pulled out a small crossbow from his arms, raised his hand and was about to shoot at Yelu Rang. The crossbow arrow was covered with a layer of green, as if it had been poisoned.

The people around didn't even have time to react before a sound of breaking air passed by.

The assassin's body stiffened, and he suddenly leaned back and fell to the ground with a thud, with a trembling feather arrow stuck in his forehead.

When faced with sudden death, people’s first reaction is not to flee in terror, but to stare blankly.

Moreover, those who were in a daze were limited to the small circle of people who were closest and could see the deceased at a glance. Many more people on the periphery were still trying to squeeze in, wanting to know what had happened.

The archer pulled a second feathered arrow from the quiver and this time aimed the tip of the arrow at another person instead of using his fingers.

"He's also an assassin."

The hand loosened, the arrow fell, and another assassin fell.

The crowd finally began to stir.

Zhao Yushu didn't know how this man with amazing archery skills could identify assassins, but so far, four assassins had died from his arrows.

These four assassins belonged to three forces, so the other assassins were still hoping for the best. No one risked their lives to raise their arms and rush forward. When the crowd finally began to riot and tried to escape, the Archer subconsciously glanced at Yelu Rang, and then pointed the arrow at an ordinary dock man.

The arrow flew past, and the man at the dock opened his innocent eyes wide, staring blankly at the feather arrow that was nailed to his heart. He fell to the ground dejectedly without being able to utter a word.

Zhao Yushu's heart trembled. He knew that the man was not an assassin. Did the Archer make a mistake?

"Kill Yelurang!"

Finally, a real assassin reacted. He shouted, pulled out a scimitar from his waist, leaped straight towards the ship, then bent like a shrimp in mid-air and fell heavily into the water with an arrow.

"Kill these traitors for me! Leave no one alive!"

Arrows rained down like rain. At least three hundred guards who had been prepared long ago lined up on one side of the fleet and began to rain arrows towards the crowd at the dock.

Screams and cries merged into one, and blood flowed into the Tu River, dyeing the dock red.

The massacre began suddenly but cleanly.

The confused people were stunned, the chief officer of Longhuazhou was stunned, and even the murderous Zhao Yushu was stunned.

He had never thought in his dreams that things would develop to this point.

"Yelü Rang, you really deserve to die!"

One of the assassins, a monk, finally couldn't hold back any longer, and jumped out from his hiding place. He used the spear in his hand to deflect the rain of arrows and rushed towards Yelu Rang like a whirlwind.

Three great monks immediately stood in front of Yelu Rang and calmly stopped this monk who was only at the sixth level.

Some of the three assassins began to charge, some tried to dodge, and some had already started to run away.

The fleet lowered the gangplanks, and teams of soldiers ran out of the ships, brandishing swords and chasing after all those who had escaped from the rain of arrows.

The chief officer of Longhuazhou opened his eyes wide and could not close them anymore. He and his subordinates became victims of the first round of arrow rain. Yelu Rang took special care of him.

Since you have done it, then do it thoroughly. If you say you want to massacre the city, then you must massacre everyone. Am I leaving you here to complain?

Zhao Yushu was very lucky. He was far away at the beginning, so there were fewer arrows shot at him. He waved his hand to knock away more than ten feather arrows, protected dozens of people around him, and retreated step by step to the nearest warehouse, which was temporarily safe.

He had already used the utmost malice to decide what he was going to do, but now it seemed that it was not enough.

His fishing plans needed some revision.

He wasn't going to hide anymore.