Chronicles of Primordial Wars

There is a door not far away, where the wooden boxes for carrying water will be put down, and the guarded slaves will take out the clay pots filled with water, and then put these clay pots into the water storage place, waiting for the slave owners. Enjoy.

Su Gu glanced over there, and didn't feel it was wrong, but also felt that his behavior was a little bit cringe, rather embarrassed, but the thorn in his heart stabbed again, and he chose to avoid the detour there. Walk.

If there is no accident after the incident, the three of Yanjiao, you wait! Su Gu cursed inwardly.

Wu Shi, who was following behind Su Gu, didn't know what the young master was thinking at the moment, but just followed slowly. But as he walked, a chill suddenly rose in Wu Shi's heart, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up instantly.

"Little Lord!"

Su Gu was walking, only to hear Wu Shi yell, and then he was picked up. All you can see is the rewinding scene.

Bang!

The large wooden box that had been carried exploded.

The scattered water splashes and pottery fragments whizzed past Su Gu's ears, hitting the surrounding wooden walls, making a "pop" sound, like dense arrows flying.

With the explosion of the wooden box, the spray and pottery scattered, three figures rushed out from the inside.

The person who was originally like a flattened bark swelled twice as it rushed out. Unlike ordinary slaves, they could not see any slave tattoos related to the slave owners, and there were no tattoos on their faces.

These are slaves specially trained for assassination. Just like the dead men, they don't plan to leave when they come, and they only focus on the target. And their purpose should be to rush into the palace and assassinate the biggest slave owner in the city - Fallen Leaf King Su Lun.

The surrounding slaves shouted, and the roars of those assassins were like beasts.

From calm to chill, the air was filled with a suffocating smell of murder, all of a sudden. Bloody.

Su Gu was carried to hide away from the battlefield, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a red and white liquid spurting out from not far away, and the sound of bones shattering. And a scream that came to an abrupt end.

bang——

Not long after Su Gu left, several figures were knocked into the air by a ferocious force. He slammed into the wooden wall, instantly piercing the wooden wall that Su Gu passed through just now. These are all the slaves guarding the palace in the City of Leaves.

The trunk of the sunset tree is much firmer than the average tree, and the older it is. The firmer the tree. The slave owners in the city sometimes use the sunset tree to make spears, arrows, etc., and the tribal people who come and go, especially those who like to use arrows, will also take out a lot of items in exchange for the sunset tree.

Many of the wood used in the palace are sunset trees that are more than a hundred years old. Those hard wooden walls, even if they are not as good as stone walls, are enough to block ordinary slaves, but at this time, Su Gu only heard the sound of breaking the wall. Usually known as the hardest tree in the desert, it is so vulnerable at this time.

Wu Shi carried Su Gu and gradually moved away from the battlefield. There was still the sound of fighting and fighting.

When he was on the edge of the palace, Wu Shi stopped to rest. There were many wounds on his back. Fortunately, it was not fatal and he could escape quickly. The danger was over for the time being. However, if he was just a little closer to there, he might not have time to escape.

Fortunately, otherwise he would have followed in the footsteps of the former servant. Ushi thought.

Look at the young master who was brought here. Wu Shi found that the young master's state was somewhat wrong. The eyes are only staring forward, and the line of sight is unfocused. Don't know what to think.

Is this frightened?

Although it was indeed a little more dangerous this time, this kind of assassination happened every year. As a competitor of the king, one should not be so timid.

"Young Master?" Wu Shi probed.

Su Gu didn't answer.

"Three young masters?" Wu Shi increased his volume.

Su Gu still did not meet him.

"Third Young Master, are you okay?" Wu Shi stretched out his hand and poked him.

Su Gu, who was immersed in his thoughts, almost jumped up in shock.

"Third Young Master, are you alright?" Wu Shi asked again.

"No...no...it's okay!" Su Gu's voice trembled.

Silly? Wu Shi said in his heart.

Ignoring Wu Shi, Su Gu listened carefully to the movement over there, and after the place slowly calmed down, Su Gu said, "Go and have a look."

Distinguishing the voice over there, Wu Shi knew that it had been dealt with temporarily, but he didn't know if there were other unknown assassins, but at this time the young master said he wanted to pass, and he couldn't stop it, so he could only guard the way. Go over there.

Around the cracked wooden walls, the red blood was very conspicuous, and the dead slaves were being dragged away.

There are also slaves cleaning up the collapsed place.

Su Gu saw a man who fell to the ground. That man was not a slave of Leaf City, but an assassin.

Signaling Wu Shi to remove the sawdust covering the top, Su Gu took a closer look at the dead assassin.

The assassin was injured in many places, all of which were piercing wounds and were stabbed by sharp weapons. However, even with such injuries, he persisted for a while, and his vitality was much stronger than that of ordinary slaves.

On their hands, the black raised phalanges seemed to be sharpened with poisonous blades, shining with a cold light.

There is no special mark on his body, and it is impossible to tell which city he is from.

These people usually hide very well, making it difficult for people to detect their breath, otherwise they would not have been carried here from the oasis.

These are specially trained slaves for assassination, these slaves are meticulously trained from childhood until they are sent on a mission. Their whole life is for one assassination. Such slaves are extremely dangerous, and they are also a sharp butcher knife in the hands of the big slave owners.

The competition between the big slave owners, in addition to a few bright desert battles from time to time, also has a steady stream of assassinations. Su Gu knew that his father's subordinates also had them, but no one had ever seen them, including Su Gu himself and the other two brothers.

"Three young masters?" A servant came over. He was ordered by the king to come here to clear up the post-war matters, but what is the Three Young Masters doing here?

Su Gu looked away from the slave, waved his hand, and motioned to the slaves who came to clean up the battlefield to continue. After listening to the slaves who cleaned the battlefield, he turned around and left.

Twenty-three slaves died, nine servants, fourteen slaves, and the twelve who came in with the wooden box, all died, and the fifteen slaves who were guarding at the gate died ten, and came here. Slaves, dead dead, wounded, wounded like that, it is estimated that they will die soon, and the number of deaths will eventually exceed thirty, or even forty...

If he didn't take a detour at that time, but directly passed there, would he also be on the death list?

Su Gu recalled what the Yanjiao tribe's man named Shao Xuan said, by chance? Or did you get the message already?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and he couldn't stand up anymore. Originally, Su Gu was walking towards the place where he lived, but now he turned and ran directly towards the exit of the palace.

The young master Wu Shi, who was following behind, suddenly turned to run, thought about it, and continued to follow.

So, the slaves of Fallen Leaves City saw the third young master rushing into the tribal area in the morning, and after coming out with a cold face, they saw him rushing in again. (To be continued)