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The long stick was accompanied by a fierce wind and rushed towards the person in front like a roaring wild beast.

Seeing no way to dodge, the man gritted his teeth, raised his steel knife, and thrust the blade upwards to meet the blow. With a resounding, sharp crack, Zhu Tie's long staff came crashing down with immense force, sending the steel knife flying like a kite with its string cut. The staff's momentum continued unabated, striking the man squarely on the head. Instantly, blood splattered everywhere, and the man's head exploded like a shattered peach blossom. Without a sound, he collapsed, dead!

The force of Zhu Tie's stick was like a bolt from the blue, sending shockwaves through the hearts of those rushing in. They felt as if their feet were pinned to the ground, and some hesitated to move forward. Those at the front, in particular, showed fear on their faces, hesitating and not daring to take another step forward.

They were timid, but Zhu Tie showed no fear. His long staff swung like a nimble dragon, swung sideways and fiercely. Though the other man tried to dodge, the long staff, like a nimble snake, traced a strange and swift trajectory before crashing down on his back. With a dull thud, the man was instantly knocked to the ground, gasping for air, his breath barely inhaling, his life hanging by a thread.

Zhu Tiezhi is so domineering and majestic!

"I, Zhu Tie, am here. Who wants to fight?" Seeing everyone shrinking back, Zhu Tie laughed heartily. The laughter was as loud as a bell, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

"Switch to bows and crossbows, shoot him!" Hu Debiao, a veteran of many battles, had never seen anyone so brave. Seeing Zhu Tie standing at the door, like a god of war who could hold his own against ten thousand, his men, intimidated by his imposing aura and having lost the courage to attack, shouted hurriedly.

His eyes revealed anxiety and determination, knowing that he could not let Zhu Tie block their attack in this way.

At this moment, everyone also woke up from their shock. Those carrying bows and arrows quickly drew their bows and arrows and shot at Zhu Tie. For a moment, arrows rained down on Zhu Tie, and the arrows cut through the air with a "whooshing" sound.

Seeing this, Zhu Tie did not choose to resist, but flashed and quickly retreated back into the room.

He reached out and plucked the door panel away like lightning, holding it before him. In his hands, the panel became a solid shield, blocking the incoming arrows one after another. His movements were swift and decisive, not at all flustered by the enemy's attacks. A continuous "thud" sound echoed from the door panel, the sound of arrows hitting it.

"Charge together! An elephant can be killed by ants. No matter how powerful he is, how long can he last?" Seeing that he could not hurt Zhu Tie, Hu Debiao gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. A fierceness flashed in his eyes and he shouted loudly.

Following Hu Debiao's shout, he took the lead and rushed towards Zhu Tie like an arrow.

Hu Debiao's nickname, "Hu Yidao," naturally exemplified his exceptional swordsmanship. He employed a technique he learned from the Qi Family Swordsmanship of the Qi Family Army. This style utilizes a two-handed grip, with each stroke and form being simple and rigorous. The sword is driven by the body, rotating with the body. Whenever the opponent advances, the sword follows, and whenever the opponent follows, the sword advances, advancing and retreating in a continuous, uninterrupted flow. This style emphasizes the perfect fusion of man and sword, unleashing the full power of the sword in battle.

Moreover, in a battle between two armies, there are people everywhere, so it is impossible to make large-scale moves. On the contrary, this close-range swordsmanship is more suitable for group battles in the army and can exert huge power in melee.

Unfortunately, the person he faced today was Zhu Tie, a man of exceptional martial arts skills and innate strength. The eighty-pound iron staff seemed as light as a wick in his hands. Facing the surging crowd, he wielded it with impenetrable force, impervious to wind and rain, and impenetrable to water, like an impenetrable fortress.

Zhu Tie swung his long staff with a ferocious swiftness, each blow carrying immense force and momentum, seemingly capable of tearing the very air apart. His moves were fierce and powerful, yet flexible and adaptable, sometimes sweeping across the enemy ranks, sometimes striking directly at their very core, leaving the enemy unable to resist.

But although he seemed to be swinging the long stick lightly, the iron stick was actually extremely heavy. Every time he swung it, it seemed to have a force of a thousand pounds. Even a hard stone would be smashed to pieces by one blow of the stick, let alone human flesh?

Hu Debiao's steel knife clashed with the iron rod several times, each shock numbing his palm. The blade had already bent after so many collisions, and the fact that it didn't slip from his hand was a testament to his exceptional arm strength. The others were even worse off, some with weapons flying out of their hands, others with broken legs and arms, screaming in agony.

Zhu Tie was like an indestructible human tank and a tireless war machine. With his own strength, he held back a group of people and prevented them from moving forward even a single step.

At this moment, a firework suddenly shot into the sky from behind Zhu Tie, streaking across the night sky like a bright meteor, and blooming colorful fireworks in the air.

"Oh no, they are calling for reinforcements!" Seeing this, Hu Debiao's heart suddenly tightened and his face turned pale.

Although Wang Zheng did not tell him the identity of the person he was going to assassinate today, he knew that anyone who could live in the Commander-in-Chief's Mansion must have an extremely noble status. At this time, he even sent out a distress signal unique to the army, so there would naturally be a lot of reinforcements. Once the reinforcements arrived, his people would be in a desperate situation with no way to escape.

"Get out of the way, Lei Potian, you come!" Hu Debiao turned around and shouted loudly, with a hint of anxiety and expectation in his voice. At this time, he placed his hopes on this person.

"I'm here!" With a thunderous roar, a man who was a head taller than Zhu Tie and several times fatter strode over.

The man's steps were heavy and powerful, each step seeming to make the ground tremble slightly. In his hand, he held a mace made of fine steel. The spikes on the mace gleamed coldly in the moonlight, making him look intimidating.

Lei Potian is one of the extraordinary men under Hu Debiao. He is extremely powerful and quite famous in the martial arts world.

The mace in his hand weighed a staggering 120 kilograms, a weight that ordinary people would struggle to lift, yet he wielded it with ease. Hu Debiao had brought him along today because he knew his target had a powerful warrior under his command, and he had specifically prepared Lei Potian to deal with him.

"Roar!" Lei Potian roared like a beast, making people's eardrums hurt.

He took a long stride, charging towards Zhu Tie like a moving mountain. As he drew closer, he raised his mace high in both hands, swung it sharply, and with the force of a mountain, smashed it down on Zhu Tie's head. The mace sliced ​​through the air, emitting a whirring sound as if it was about to destroy everything.

"Good man! Let's see who is stronger!" Zhu Tie was a martial arts fanatic. When he saw Lei Potian and the mace in his hand, his eyes lit up and excitement surged in his heart.

He did not dodge or evade, but grasped the long iron stick with both hands, and used a fire-burning gesture to rush towards the mace with all his strength.

There was a sharp, piercing sound of metal clashing, a whistle that threatened to pierce the eardrums. The immense force of the impact caused both men to step back involuntarily.

Lei Potian's mace was hurled back, his hands ruptured and bleeding, his arms numb, as if he had lost all feeling. He could no longer hold the mace, and the heavy weapon fell to the ground with a clang, sending up a cloud of dust.

Zhu Tie wasn't feeling well either. He took four or five steps back before he could even steady himself. His arms felt numb and tingling, as if countless insects were crawling on them. His chest and abdomen were churning with blood, a nauseating sensation like a surging sea. The powerful blow had bent the long iron staff in his hand, rendering it unusable.

Zhu Tie flung the bent iron rod in his hand, and it flew out like an arrow, knocking down a man who was trying to take advantage of the chaos. Seizing this opportunity, Lei Potian, enduring the pain in his arm, reached out to pick up the mace and rushed forward again, reckless.

Seeing Lei Potian charging towards him, Zhu Tie, though he no longer had any weapons in his hands, showed no fear. Instead, his eyes revealed a sense of determination and excitement. He reached behind his back and quickly pulled out several short spears. With a flick of his wrist, he swung them out.

Lei Potian swung his mace, trying to knock the incoming spear away. Though his movements were swift, Zhu Tie's spears were incredibly fast, as swift as lightning. Lei Potian couldn't handle them all, and with a loud "puff," a spear pierced deep into his abdomen.

This short spear technique was passed down to Zhu Tie by Zhao Meng. The two had known each other for a while, and Zhao Meng, besides being a skilled spearman, also possessed a unique skill in short spear concealed weaponry. Zhu Tie, having learned this, delved even deeper into it, achieving a skill that surpassed his master.

Although Lei Potian possessed immense strength, his mere brute force was all he had. Facing Zhu Tie's sudden spear attack, he was unable to dodge and was fatally struck, collapsing before Zhu Tie's feet.

"He has no weapons on him, come at me!" Zhu Tie had no weapons in his hands at this time. Seeing this, Hu Debiao's eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer, as if he saw the hope of victory, and hurriedly shouted: "The swordsmen go forward, and the crossbowmen cover and shoot from behind..."

Because it was a night raid, they couldn't carry long weapons for ease of movement. Even Lei Potian's mace was only a backup. Most of Hu Debiao's men were armed with long swords and bows and crossbows. At this point, they had the swordsmen attack forward while the crossbowmen fired arrows from behind, attempting to defeat Zhu Tie.

Seeing the incoming enemy, Zhu Tie lightly jumped on his toes, and like a dragonfly skimming the water, he picked up a long sword from the ground. He had always preferred long, heavy weapons like iron rods, but this light steel sword was not easy to use. It felt like holding a branch in his hand, without any sense of power.

As a result, Zhu Tie inevitably lost sight of one thing while focusing on another. While dodging the enemy's attacks, he was struck by several arrows. Although he was wearing cloth armor, the impact of the arrows still had a certain impact on his movements, making him move a little slower.

After Zhu Ge and the two guards had shot all their crossbow arrows, they left one person to guard Chongzhen, and the other two rushed out without hesitation and joined the battle, relieving some of the pressure on Zhu Tie.

The courtyard where Chongzhen lived was not large. Although Hu Debiao brought over a hundred men, only 20 to 30 of them could actually enter the courtyard. Due to the narrow space, the number of men could not form an absolute suppression, and for a time, the battle situation once again fell into a stalemate.

"Boss, the Commander-in-Chief's Mansion has been alerted. Just now, more than a dozen of their servants rushed over, but we killed them off." Hu Debiao had just charged for a while and was panting with exhaustion when his men hurried over to report. "If we can't end the battle, the rescue team will be here soon!"

Hu Debiao turned his head and looked towards the courtyard. At this time, Zhu Tie and the other two in the courtyard were all injured, and their clothes were stained with blood, but they were fighting fiercely and their eyes revealed a firm fighting spirit.

Twenty to thirty of his men had already fallen, and countless more were injured. His men were fearless, but in the face of Zhu Tie and his men's stubborn resistance, they were somewhat timid and did not dare to move forward easily.

Meanwhile, torches had been lit near Shi Kefa's location, their bright flames illuminating the night sky. The guards from the Military Governor's Mansion were also frantically attacking them. Hu Debiao knew that if he didn't hurry, reinforcements from the Military Governor's Mansion would arrive soon.

"Today's assassination must succeed, not fail! This is related to the life and death of the Wang family..." At this time, Wang Zheng's previous instructions rang in Hu Debiao's ears, and the voice seemed to carry endless pressure and expectations.

Looking at the stalemate in the courtyard, he couldn't help but sigh, a look of helplessness and determination on his face...

"Lao Wai, take our thunder bomb!" Hu Debiao said gritting his teeth, his eyes revealing a ruthlessness, and he had already made a certain decision in his heart.

Lao Wai is Hu Debiao's confidant. As his name suggests, he has a crooked mouth.

Hearing that Hu Debiao was going to use a thunderbolt, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise and said, "Boss, there are still our people in the yard!"