After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

After giving a secret order, the rat tails dispersed and left.

Soon, screams were heard from all directions of the capital, one after another, and raging fires broke out.

Upon hearing the alarm, Feiyu Guards and Dongcheng Bingmasi rushed to various places.

Anbagu stood on the roof with a smile of success on his face.

He was not good at either civil or military strategy, but he was born to fight, because fighting and hunting were the same thing.

When you want to get a bear cub, you have to find a way to divert the bear away.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Anba Gu picked up his heavy sword and walked towards the Feiyuwei Beizhenfu Division Prison.

The most likely reason why the criminal slave disappeared was in Feiyuwei's prison.

Lure the tiger away from the mountain, enter and exit quickly, and then launch a surprise attack to capture the person.

"Who?"

As he turned out of the alley, he ran into a group of soldiers.

The leader was wearing iron armor and a green robe with a flying fish pattern. He had a scar on his face. It was the scarred general from before.

"Based on you, you are not qualified to be who I am."

A cruel smile appeared on Ambagu's face, and the bloodthirsty light in his eyes suddenly became stronger.

"It's a Dilu spy!"

The scarred commander-in-chief saw this and quickly drew his sword.

However, before he could completely pull out the Embroidered Spring Sword, a heavy black sword suddenly enlarged rapidly in his pupils.

"puff!"

"Oh!"

The heavy sword instantly cut through the crowd and embedded itself deeply into the bluestone ground.

Blood and internal organs splattered all over the walls and the ground. More than a dozen dead bodies fell to the ground, all broken into two pieces.

The scarred commander-in-chief fell to the ground. For the first time, he saw the soles of his feet, the neatly cut embroidered spring sword, and the iron armor.

In the last few seconds of his life, he suddenly remembered the black cat.

……

Anbagu drew out his heavy sword, licked the blood from the blade, and the cruelty in his eyes became even more terrifying.

At this moment, the capital city was completely plunged into panic.

The situation was so chaotic that no one knew how many thieves were causing trouble.

Soon, a team of fire-fighting soldiers appeared in front of Amba Valley with buckets of water.

After the bloody storm, the ground was littered with dead bodies.

Only the last soldier was left, wailing and crawling for his life. The hellish scene had caused his legs to become completely uncontrollable.

Ambagu was not in a hurry. He approached step by step with a bloody heavy sword in his hand and a grin on his face.

"Prey, the whole city is full of prey."

Anbagu enjoyed the fear of his prey very much. Many years ago in Liao, he once killed more than 3,000 people in the city in one night.

The despair and wailing of the prey before death still linger in his mind.

And tonight in the capital, he found that feeling again.

In a nearby house, behind the window, a pair of frightened eyes shrank back.

Anbagu stopped, turned around and kicked the door of the house open.

Then came the cries of begging for mercy and screams from inside.

All thirteen people in the house, young and old, were killed, even the dog was not spared.

Seeing this, the crawling soldier staggered to his feet, holding onto the wall and fled, but before he could get far.

A flying hat suddenly fell from the sky and covered his head, then flew away again with a "click".

The soldier's head was missing and his body fell to the ground with a thud.

The flying hat that takes off the skull is also called the blood dripping hat.

It is a hidden weapon unique to the Di Lu spies. It can take a person's head within a hundred steps as easily as taking something out of a bag.

It is made of leather, with a sharp knife hidden inside, and controlled by a mechanism. When used, it covers the person's head when they are not prepared. When the mechanism is activated, the head is taken off immediately. It is terrifying and vicious.

"Ah ah ah..."

Screams were heard one after another in the huge capital city, the fire burned more and more fiercely, and the whole capital city was trembling in fear.

The soldiers were useless and the Feiyu Guards were in chaos.

The weakness of the dynasty was fully exposed.

Anbagu became more and more excited as he killed, his face full of distortion and madness.

Wherever he went, no one was left alive. No one could be his match, not even the elite Feiyu.

Soon, he arrived at the gate of the Northern Pacification Prison.

He licked his tongue and rushed in like a whirlwind, brandishing his heavy sword.

"Who?!"

"It's Di Lu!"

"Defense, defense!"

"what!!"

Screams and screams rang out again.

After about half an incense stick of time, Anbagu rushed out again like a whirlwind, and after a few leaps, he disappeared into the night, and heard a wild laugh:

"Hahaha, the Flying Fish Guards are a bunch of good-for-nothings!"

Three red-robed Feiyu captains rushed out of the gate, their bodies covered in blood, their faces looking as ugly as if they had eaten shit.

The dignified Feiyuwei Beizhenfusi Prison was actually invaded and exited by a Dilu spy alone.

What a shame!

However, after Anbagu, who came out alone, escaped from the pursuit, his face became a little solemn.

Criminal slaves are not in the imperial prison.

Beyond the high city walls, the Amba Valley heads east.

There is no clue in the imperial prison, so the crematorium in the east of the city is the last clue.

Flying over eaves and walls, treading on willows and walking in the wind, although the people of Anba Valley are as burly as an iron tower, their lightness skills are also very good, and they are the most powerful Baturu in the Dilu.

What is Baturu? It means warrior.

Di Lu was born in the vast mountains and forests, making a living by fishing and hunting. He was cruel and brave by nature. To be elected as Baturu's warrior, his fighting power must be extremely high.

Soon, Ambagu arrived near the crematorium.

From afar, thick black smoke was rising from the crematorium, which looked like a twisting snake in the night wind.

Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly heard a noise coming from the cowshed next door.

Looking closely, it seemed to be a person, squatting under a cow, moving up and down, not knowing what he was doing.

A fierce light flashed in Anbagu's eyes. Since you have seen it, it means you are unlucky.

"Leave no chickens or dogs alive wherever you go" is his principle, and Anbagu is a particularly principled person. Not to mention people, even the cows here must die.

He stepped forward quickly and slashed with his sword.

"Ping!"

"Pong!"

"Whoosh!"

"Oh!"

In an instant, there was a flash of swords and sabers, but the imagined scene of the opponent being cut into two pieces did not appear.

The man stood up, shovel in hand, pointing at the knife in his hand in astonishment, and exclaimed: "Fuck, it's just to borrow a bowl of milk, why use such a big knife and attack me by surprise? Do you have any martial ethics?"

Anbagu didn't understand what the other party meant by martial virtue, so he asked, "Who are you?" Before he could answer, blood spurted out of his seven orifices and he fell to the ground and died.

He never dreamed that he would be beaten to death by a thin iron shovel.

Swords, spears, halberds, axes, hatchets, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, claws, halberds, sticks, lances, clubs, crutch and meteors.

He had seen all kinds of weapons, but he had never seen a shovel.