Zhao Hu, who rushed out of the backyard like wind, came to the front yard and found that the soldiers in the mansion had driven away a group of thieves who were intending to attack the prefect's mansion. However, he did not feel relaxed at all, but became even more worried. The raging fires burning everywhere in Xiabian City had already reddish the night sky. Even if no one came to report the fire, Zhao Hu could clearly see the emergency situation of the spread of the fire.

Zhao Hu took a deep breath, calmed his anxious heart a little, and then sorted out his chaotic clues. He remembered the records of the Yuyang riots in the information, and felt that the chaos tonight was very similar, but he didn't understand what the person who created the chaos wanted to do. Zhao Hu even intuition speculated that the person who took action might be from Yizhou, and that the spy who had been involved in the Sima family must have been involved in Xiabian City.

After only a moment, Zhao Hu sent his personal soldiers to the four gates to report the news, requiring half of the officers and soldiers stationed in each gate to distribute half of the personnel to the nearby fire site to put out the fire and capture the gangsters who set fire. Just as he was deploying the mission, nearly a hundred Shadow Team members hiding in Xiabian City also took emergency action and rushed towards the backyard of the prefect's mansion in the dark. With their professional alertness, when fires were caught in various parts of the city, they realized the seriousness of the matter. Without Zhao Hu's summoning, everyone would consciously gather at the prefect's mansion and wait for Zhao Hu's instructions and dispatch.

After arranging the task in the front yard, Zhao Hu did not go out of the mansion directly, but turned back to the back yard. Looking at the more than 90 men standing silently in the yard, Zhao Hu said in a deep voice: "I won't say anything extra. The situation is very tense now. Our mission is to pull out all the enemies who dare to make trouble in Xiabian City, so that the group of mice were exposed to the light, and then beat them to death with all the sticks!"

After Zhao Hu finished speaking, he immediately assigned tasks to his subordinates. More than 90 people were divided into ten action groups, and the tasks of each group were different. Some groups rushed to the fire site to catch "rats"; some groups looked for clues in the city; some groups rushed to the next step where the enemy might take action to counter-ambush.

When there were only eight people left in the yard, Zhao Hu said, "The remaining brothers follow me tonight. Let's go to the place where the fire broke out in the east gate!" After Zhao Hu finished speaking, he picked up a machete and walked towards the door of the mansion. The eight Shadow Team members followed him without saying a word.

When Zhao Hu arrived near the east gate, the fire was already controlled by the officers and soldiers who arrived. Some injured people were rescued from the fire, but dozens of people were still buried in the sea of ​​fire and their families were burned to death.

Zhao Hu looked at the miserable situation in front of him, his face became more and more cold and ruthless, and his eyes revealed an unconcealed murderous intent. Zhao Hu said to himself in his heart: It would be better not to let me find out who made the move, otherwise he would definitely repay him ten times a hundred times!

Afterwards, Zhao Hu led his men to the direction of the fire near the south gate. On the way from the east gate to the south gate, he needed to pass through a winding street. Because Zhao Hu was anxious and only ran wildly, he walked in the front of the team and left the team members behind him for about ten steps.

Just as Zhao Hu turned a corner and continued to rush forward, Zhang Yi and a group of subordinates who were lurking on the roofs of shops on both sides suddenly flew down from both sides and surrounded Zhao Hu. "Kill!" Zhang Yi gave the order, and everyone raised the swords and crossbows in their hands to greet Zhao Hu.

Just as Zhang Yi and his men flew to the ground, Zhao Hu had already noticed the change and immediately stopped his quick steps, put the machete across his chest, and quickly retreated, trying to avoid the siege of these masked men in black.

More than a dozen men under Zhang Yi were ambushing here. He waited for Zhao Hu to come to the net, and his efforts were naturally not weak. Without waiting for Zhao Hu to take two steps back, everyone had surrounded him in the middle, and several people even stopped the Shadow Team members behind, isolated Zhao Hu and the eight team members.

"Kill!" The Shadow team members were not slow to react. As soon as they found the crowd in black that suddenly fell, they rushed forward. Only one of the team members who were walking in the end did not take action, but turned their heads and ran quickly in the direction they came.

"Brothers, kill Zhao Hu quickly, some of them will report the news!" Zhang Yi, who was in charge of the field, saw Zhao Hu, who was more than ten steps away from the distance, gradually ran away, so he shouted and drew his sword to join the battle group that surrounded and killed Zhao Hu.

"Drink! Break it for me!" Although he was trapped in a heavy siege alone and had been hit by several swords, Zhao Hu did not show any timidity. He waved his back to a street wall and forced the attacking criminals to get close. Zhao Hu's skill was basically learned from Guan Yu's sword technique. Although he used a short-handled, wide-backed machete, which was different from the long-handed, horse-sword used by Guan Yu, the sword intentions were the same, and it was as sharp as the same, which was very suitable for fighting with the crowd, so he could still support the unbeaten battle until this time.

Zhang Yi was also surprised when he saw Zhao Hu's crazy sword technique. He really didn't expect that a prefect had such powerful martial arts.

"Shoot him with a sleeve crossbow!" Zhang Yi reminded him, so several subordinates raised their right arms and quickly shot at Zhao Hu.

"Puchi, puchi!" Two sounds of arrows entering the flesh sounded, and Zhao Hu screamed and fell to the ground with a machete, and his body fell backwards crookedly. Zhang Yi was about to go forward to finish the knife when he suddenly heard the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air behind him, so he quickly shouted: "Everyone, retreat!"

Zhang Yi dodged a sharp arrow and quickly retreated from the battle group. Several of his men who were slow but had been shot to death by the Shadow Team members who arrived behind him.

It turned out that the team members who went to report the news had quickly contacted another operation team that was looking for enemy traces one by one. While running towards the location where Zhao Hu was attacked, the team members took out the short military crossbow on their backs. When they saw the enemy for the first time, they shot.

Afterwards, Zhang Yi stayed to stop the Shadow team members and all the subordinates were slaughtered by the Shadow team members. During the melee, several Shadow team members were also killed because they did not expect that the enemy had hidden weapons in their sleeves.

The chaotic battle situation has ended. The Shadow Team members who were catching up with him have already chased Zhang Yi. The eight team members who followed Zhao Hu are now five of them. They quickly grabbed Zhao Hu and started to conduct battlefield first aid in a tacit understanding.

"I was shot in an arrow in my right chest and abdomen, and I was injured in multiple limbs, and I was bleeding too much, and I was already in a coma!" said a team member who was familiar with medical skills.

"Hurry up and give the best patron Zhao a heart-wrenching pill! Then stop the bleeding from the wound, send someone to Gaoping to report the message and request emergency rescue!" Another team member said. ~
Chapter completed!