On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Huhu La La——

Soldiers in black armor, holding torches, with swords hanging from their waists and three-foot-long bows on their backs, rushed into the Aoshen Tower.

They automatically split into two paths, and Liu Hanyang and the other person stayed in the middle while running.

Zhou Ze walked in, holding a long knife in his hand and a grim smile on his face.

"Hehe, isn't this my old relative? What are you doing?"

Liu Hanyang stammered, "General Zhou... General Zhou, I..."

Before he could finish, Zhou Ze waved his hand and said, "No need for that. The prince has issued an order. No one is allowed to stay in the Aoshen Tower."

Upon hearing this, Liu Hanyang suddenly panicked, his legs went weak with fear and he almost fell to his knees.

It was his son Liu Shude who supported him.

"Ah... General Zhou! I was abducted by them! I am innocent!"

Zhou Ze simply ignored Liu Hanyang's words. He looked at Liu Shude, the young player he once had high hopes for.

It’s a pity that his family’s misfortune implicated him, otherwise he would have been a very good general.

Zhou Ze asked in a deep voice: "Liu Shude, why are you here?"

"General, I'm here to save my father."

"Nonsense! This Aoshen Building is the headquarters of the Zoroastrianism. How dare you show up here in the middle of the night and claim you're saving your father?"

"This... I have nothing to say."

"Hmph, nothing to say... absolutely nothing to say." Zhou Ze was extremely disappointed with Liu Shude. He turned around and shouted, "Come here! Tie these two up and hand them over to the prince for punishment later."

"Yes!"

"Hey! Stop! How dare you! I am the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, how dare you tie me up! Let me go!" Liu Hanyang was still struggling, but he saw that Liu Shude did not move at all. He just closed his eyes and was tied up like a dumpling by his former comrade.

......

Warwick, who was undergoing the initiation ceremony, had no idea what was happening and was immersed in this ocean of joy.

More than thirty women are enough for a whole night of fun.

However, just as he was sprinting madly, the Persians suddenly broke in.

"Master! An army is coming!"

Warwick shuddered in fear: "What!?"

"It's the army!"

"What army? Where did the army come from?"

"I don't know! They just rushed in, killing everyone they saw, regardless of gender or age! They killed many of our guards and are heading towards the temple now!"

"Damn it!" Warwick threw the woman under him aside, picked up the big knife and rushed out.

However, the people around him stopped him.

The man was wearing a conical hat and his face could not be seen clearly, but his voice was extremely familiar.

"Master, no! No matter how powerful you are, you can't defeat Daqian's army. It's best to flee."

"Go? Where to go?"

"This palace has a tunnel left over from the past. Exit from there."

"Okay, let's go together!"

"Ok!"

Warwick grabbed the man's wrist and they both ran towards the tunnel, but at this moment everyone outside the temple was in a murderous frenzy.

The three armies of Jinwuwei, Zuowuwei and Youwuwei broke into the Aoshen Tower from the main gate, back gate and side gate respectively.

They moved in as if there was no one around, and anyone standing there could not dodge their swords.

Those who were kneeling on the ground were also tied up by the following soldiers and detained together.

The Persians were also very good at fighting. They either invaded Sparta or beat Athens.

These Zoroastrian guards also inherited their traditions, picked up swords and spears and started fighting with the army.

For a moment, it actually blocked the army's attack.

The two groups were fighting fiercely in front of the temple. At this time, Zhou Ze and Zheng Sanshan appeared behind the team at the same time.

The two looked at each other.

"Old Zhou, the prince only gave us an incense stick of time, what should we do?!"

Zhou Ze hadn't expected these Persians to be so determined to resist. He was so angry that he cursed: "Fuck him, where's He Mingyuan?"

"He's going to the tunnel entrance!"

"There's no other choice, use the Eight Ox Crossbow!!"

"Someone! Pull up the Eight Ox Crossbow!"

hula-

Fifty soldiers carrying parts of the Eight-Ox Crossbow immediately ran over and began to assemble them, assisted by soldiers carrying siege hammers.

Soon, the ten eight-ox crossbows were assembled.

The sturdy siege hammer was placed on the rubber band, and the gears began to turn and be wound up.

I heard the sound of the rubber band being tightened, buzzing.

"Everyone! Retreat immediately!!"

The soldiers who were fighting the Persians in the front were so frightened when they saw that there were densely packed Eight-Ox Crossbows behind them that they started running away.

The Persians didn't know what was going on and wondered why he ran away while fighting.

Are all of you Han people so spineless?

However, what they didn't expect was that at the moment all the soldiers ran to the rear, a deafening tremor suddenly came!

boom--

hum! ! !

Ten siege hammers were shot out with a whistling sound.

Under the illumination of the torches, the Persians were instantly pierced like candied haws!

"what!!"

"Forehead!!"

"What is this?"

Within a distance of twenty meters, the Eight Ox Crossbow is a devastating force.

The Persians had never seen such a thing before, and they fell down in large numbers.

Zhou Ze saw the opportunity and shouted, "Keep shooting! Shoot all these bastards to death!"

The gears began to turn again, and the Persians who had managed to escape had already understood the situation and immediately dropped their weapons and ran away.

Those who didn't run away also knelt down and begged for surrender.

Seeing this, Zhou Ze waved his hand and said, "Stop! Stop shooting! Catch them all for me!"

"Yes!"

The soldier agreed and rushed out like crazy.

Many of our comrades have just died at the hands of these Persians. If we don’t take revenge now, when will we?

There were those who were so angry that they disobeyed orders. When others tied them up with ropes, he stabbed them with a knife, cerming them one by one, making the Persians' scalps numb.

Seeing that the situation had finally calmed down, Zhou Ze and Zheng Sanshan came to the entrance of the temple together.

However, before he could even step inside, he heard the cries of countless women.

Zhou Ze's heart tightened, he looked at Zheng Sanshan, and pushed open the door.

"what!?"

"this......"

The two were stunned for a moment.

This scene can no longer be described as miserable, it is simply hell on earth!

I saw dozens of women lying on the ground with messy hair and untidy clothes.

Some have committed suicide; some are crying while holding their stomachs; some have even lost their sight and are obviously crazy.

Zheng Sanshan's eyes turned red: "You damn cultists! I must kill you all!"

"Don't say those useless things, save people!"

Zhou Ze was the first to rush in and help up a young woman.

But the woman's two arms were dislocated, several teeth were missing, and her lower body was a mess.

Only those eyes are still beautiful and charming.

If it weren't for this experience, she would have been a very beautiful girl.

"Girl! Girl!"

She was already unconscious, but when she saw the unique Daqian helmet, she said in a mosquito-like voice: "General..."

"It's okay, it's okay, we're here to save you!"

"General... please, grant me a sword."

"I......"

Zhou Ze's teeth almost broke when he heard this.

How can one do this!!!

"General...I can't move, please."

In fact, Zhou Ze could see that the girl's eyes were flashing with expectation and pleading.

There was no other way, so he slowly took out the dagger, turned his head to the side and closed his eyes.

puff--

The dagger pierced through the ribs.

The girl didn't feel any pain at all, and even smiled.

Perhaps this is the relief she wants most.

"Thank you, General..."

After saying this, she lowered her head.

Resting in Zhou Ze's arms.

A vibrant and very young life just disappeared like that.

"what!!!!!"

Zhou Ze shouted to the sky.

He put the woman's body down and rushed out of the hall like a madman.

Zheng Sanshan yelled, "Lao Zhou! Where are you going?"

"I'm going to kill all these fucking Persians!!"

"what!!!!"

He ran and shouted, leaped out from the stairs, swung the long sword in his hand, and directly split a Persian at the bottom of the stairs into two halves!

puff--

A blood mist bloomed, scaring the soldiers who were tying the ropes half to death.

He didn't know what happened to the general.

All I know is that whoever dares to stop him now will die.

......

The temple's tunnel is directly behind the cloister, where there is a door that has never been opened.

Warwick came closer with another man and said.

"is it here?"

The man nodded.

"Yes, this is the tunnel that the craftsmen built for the emperor. Once you walk out of it, you're out of the city."

"it is good!"

Warwick drew his long knife and was about to cut the lock on the wicket.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the top of the wall.

Puff puff--

"Uh-huh!!"

Before Warwick could react, three small arrows pierced his chest.

The two were startled and turned around to look.

I saw Lin Zhen sitting astride the wall with a cynical smile on his face.

At the same time, soldiers rushed over and surrounded the two men.

Warwick wanted to swing his knife and kill, but he found that he could not control his body. Both his arms and legs were so sore and he could not move.

Finally, he fell to the ground powerlessly, his eyes fixed on the group of ferocious soldiers in front of him.

He Mingyuan walked over, raised his hands and picked up Lin Zhen.

This person is a living ancestor. If he falls, who knows what will happen.

When Lin Zhen landed, the crowd automatically split into two groups, as if welcoming their king.

But Warwick was already lying on the ground, and another man wearing a conical hat was standing in the middle of the field.

No words, no movements.

But Lin Zhen was sure that this person was the one he was looking for.

But Lin Zhen would not put himself in danger. He waved his hand lightly, and soldiers immediately came over and tied up the man.

After making sure there is no danger.

Lin Zhen smiled faintly, took off the crossbow from his wrist and threw it to He Mingyuan.

"Keep it safe and return it to me tomorrow."

This is what Lao Sun uses specifically for hunting large animals. The crossbow arrows are coated with anesthetic. Not to mention humans, even tigers can be knocked down.

He walked over and stepped on Warwick's wrist.

"Hehe, I'll give you a chance. Let your Zoroastrian god come out and save you."

"Who are you? I have no grudge against you, why do you want to kill me?"

"If you dare to touch my Han people, you will die. Not only you, but all of you Persians, I will kill them one by one."

After saying that, Lin Zhen turned to look at the man wearing the bamboo hat and said contemptuously.

"Gu Nanshan, why don't you run away?"