The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Poppies·Singles Day

There is sadness in the deep cold room, how single is what you want. What's more, I understand in my heart that no one can approach this, and ask Xihan.

How do you know when fate will come? I also saw the dependent oriole, walking in pairs, so affectionate.

One word for all single dogs.

Seeing how miserable I am, go to the Double Eleven event and give me a thumbs up. I'm going to be burned...

The first thousand three hundred and eight chapters

This time, Zelin and Ezio did not show mercy or hide their traces.

The two guards who had dozed off before were awakened by a rush of footsteps. When they opened their sleepy eyes, they just saw the oncoming fists.

With two bangs, the two guards fell to the ground. One of the guards with his head drooped. The guard who had just walked down the stairs just saw the scene in front of him. He opened his mouth before he could make a sound, a shield like Hit him in the head like a frisbee.

"You should stay and sleep in the camp."

Zelin walked over. The guard was not unconscious yet. He raised his head and tried to get up, but then he slapped his head again and passed out completely. On the other side, Ezio took advantage of hearing the sound and ran out to check the situation. The moment the guard stepped past the corner, he stretched out his hand to grab the opponent's neck, drew the enemy over, and closed his mouth with the Hidden Blade.

There were dragging bloodstains on the ground. The guards hauled the prisoners to the church square for execution. In addition to the early morning, there were fewer than ten soldiers guarding the prison. Zelin walked directly over and was hunting. When the demon hunter attracted attention, Ezio walked around behind the soldiers from above, and before they had time to give a warning or even realize what was happening, they had fallen down.

"They are also distracted when facing an attack."

Ezio brought down the last guard. The musketeer had not been able to pick up the muskete he was beside him. It took the gunman three seconds to react to Zelin who appeared in front of him, but when he started to act, the assassin had already appeared behind him.

"Maybe it's because in the early morning, everyone will get sleepy." Zelin shrugged, their outside noise attracted the attention of the prisoners, a pair of light brown hands grabbed the prisoner, and Dila pulled the outline of his cheeks. Emerging from the shadow behind the cage. "Hurry up, before they come."

Ezio took out the key and walked over to open the cage. Zelin didn't think he would get any attention from using Yaxifahin once in a while, but this time twice occasionally would often bring him good help.

Pushing open the cell door, Dilara didn't have many scars on her body, but there was a mark on her face after being beaten with a wooden stick. She rubbed her cheek and looked at Ezio. "Why come so late?"

"Perhaps it can be said that you came early." Zelin sarcastically said.

"I've heard a piece of news. They wouldn't be able to find me if they didn't rush in." Dilara arranged his clothes and said eagerly. "At dawn today, they plan to ship a cargo out to sea. That must be something that the Byzantines value very much. At least a whole team of soldiers is responsible for the transportation."

"What is it?" Ezio asked. "Have you heard names like keys?"

If he finds Manuel, only to find that the key to the Masyaf library has been transferred by the Templars, all he has done will be in vain, even if the Templars are holding them, they will never let the assassins open the library. The idea of ​​the door, hiding the key in a place no one can find, Ezio’s trip to Constantinople will probably end in regret.

"The key?" Dilara shook his head in confusion. "I didn't hear the specific content, they didn't talk about what it was. I was planning to go to the underground river north of the city to check it, but they found it. These **** Turkmen traitors! Are you looking for something? You have to hurry up. , I suspect that there may be traitors in Constantinople. This ship was arranged temporarily. There was no such plan before."

The Byzantines are arranging something to transfer, and the time is just before Tariq is about to lead the Sudanese army to encircle the area. It is inevitable that people will doubt whether anyone has leaked the news that Manuel has found out, so he decided Evacuate before being surrounded, rather than head-to-head with the elite Sudanese soldiers before the Musketeers have become effective.

"It's not a question of whether someone has leaked the secret." Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking in his head, but he couldn't think of anyone leaking such a secret. "We have to settle this matter before they leave, Sakuru, Manuel, and the things they took." This sentence was for Ezio, and Manuel transferred Masyaf. The library key is the most likely. Zelin didn't understand why such a small disk that can be carried on the person needs to be transported by a ship alone. He thought of his statue for the first time, but he still couldn't figure out how could this thing be more important to the Byzantines than the key to the Masyaf library.

"Yes, since Tariq can't make it, the two of us will deal with him." Ezio nodded, and he picked up the musket beside him. "The musket delivered by Tariq and Manuel must be destroyed."

"Don't worry, muskets are inferior products, basically you can't shoot." Dilala spread his hand. "But the gunpowder is real, otherwise we can't deceive him. You two want to fight Manuel? He has an army in this city. Help me, save my colleagues, we can help You can help."

"Our goal is the same, Dilara." After seeing how the Byzantines treated his colleagues, Dilara looked a little nervous. After the Byzantines caught the captives, what they wanted was not to torture or extort the ransom. They only wanted to kill a few people. "Ezio, I’m afraid we can’t fight against Sakuru together. After we rescued the people, I’m worried that they will transport the goods out of the underground river ahead of time. If Manuel really knew we had started In response to his actions, a frightened bird will flee without hesitation when he hears any sound. If he escapes to the sea, or even escapes Ottoman with something, we may fall short."

"I don't care how you plan to allocate tasks. I have to save my comrades in arms." Dilara picked up a musket and ran towards the church square.

"Dilara!" Ezio called the spy, but Dilara didn't stop, her figure quickly disappeared in front of them. The assassin sighed and said to Zelin. "Your worries are reasonable. If you are really in danger, your flare is obvious here, and I will rush to help immediately."

"You too."

Zelin stretched out his fist and fisted between the gliding lizard leather gloves and Ezio's leather gloves, and then they walked to the church square and the underground pier one by one.

The demon hunter would not think how lucky he was to make this decision.

The first thousand three hundred and nine chapters of the explosion moment

The underground river is the lifeblood of this city called Cadopacia. The clear river flows out of the mountain stream and washes away the teeth-sharp reefs.

"Move quickly, quickly, don't be lazy!"

This underground river is hidden in the northernmost part of the city, and the Byzantine craftsmen built it here no different from other port terminals. Behind the clusters of flat-roofed houses, the downwardly extending stairs are connected to the wooden trestle bridge, and the wide trestle bridge spreads to the middle of the underground river. The bed of this river is an inverted triangle, wide but only the middle part can support a boat. Only shallow-draft canoes and rafts can sail in the underground river. Thanks to the towering grottoes, several single-sail canoes are docked by the trestle bridge. Four Byzantine soldiers are urged by the supervisor to place them on the trestle bridge. A wooden box was moved to the ship.

What is loaded is a special canoe, which is used to sail in this long and narrow waterway. The hull is long and slender. Except for the main sail in the middle, there are two low secondary sails at the front and rear. They are eight meters long but only two meters wide. There is a sunken cabin more than one meter deep in the middle, and all the cargo boxes are stacked inside, making the center of gravity of the ship extremely stable.

As the four boats stopped here, the water barriers that were originally used to block the approach of ships outside were removed and piled up on both sides of the river, like river **** blown together by the wind.

"Chief, what is this going to do?" A pockmarked soldier put the wooden box in the cargo hold and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Where are we going to move things?"

Hearing this soldier's question, the other soldiers who were moving also slowed down and looked at the supervisor standing on the steps of the trestle bridge.

"If I were you." The supervisor burped and patted his stomach. "I won't ask so much. This is arranged by someone above, and I don't know the specifics. Let us move things away quickly and see you! I thought it was a group of rats running with the wooden box, why I can still see the bottom of the cabin of the first ship!? These must be moved to the ship before dawn, all hurry up, all hurry up!" He burped again and picked his teeth with a wooden needle Walked away. "God bless, when I come next time, I hope to see the cargo boxes on the trestle bridge lying peacefully in the boat."

Looking at the back of the overseer leaving, the pockmarked soldier sipped. "Wish this pig see the merciful God soon."

"I guess God can spit out his face." The soldier with the scar on the other side grinned. His nose was strange, as if it had been broken once. "What's in here? Yesterday they were still distributing muskets. It didn't look like bullets? Yesterday Markle told me that they were going to attack Constantinople with these muskets and two ships with cannons? Do you want to laugh at the Turks there and then take over the city? I have to say that only when they shoot at the target, they can hold the rifle flat, not shoot down the birds in the sky."

"So, there is no doubt that this is the statue of Manuel II preparing to decorate his new palace. When the musketeers he had high hopes rushed into Topkapi Palace, they re-established the cross of **** in Hagia Sophia. In the cathedral, these things came in handy." Mazi rubbed his nose, and the sea breeze poured in along the cave, and he sneezed. "Of course, I still think it is more appropriate for him to order a tombstone for himself earlier. These **** have not paid us for three weeks. If I don't pay me tomorrow, I will really find a way to leave. Outside. No matter how bad the Turks’ rule is, at least they will not starve to death at home after working so much every day."

"Are you crazy?" The soldier with a broken nose subconsciously looked at the other two soldiers carrying the wooden box. They are not the only two here.

"Don't mind, you see those two people are definitely new here, these lifeless guys." Mazi panted and moved the new box statue onto the ship. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the grunting of his stomach was obvious in the cave. "When they are owed a few times and hungry for a few days, they will start to complain. Hey, hurry up and move, and the pig is back. I heard footsteps...what's wrong?"

The soldier stood up and turned his head to follow the unbelievable gazes of his colleagues. At the corner of the other end of the pier, a Byzantine soldier was thrown out screaming, and fell to the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Another soldier ran over screaming and was almost knocked down by the colleague who was throwing over. He staggered two steps and fell to the ground all of a sudden. He looked at the approaching person in horror, using all fours backwards. Crawl away.

Before I saw anyone, the overseer’s voice came from the other side of the corner.

"Here, right here, go here, please don't kill me here! Everything is here!"

The overseer's hats were all running, and I didn't know where they fell. The body was like a ball, and came running out of breath. The demon hunter walked out from behind, holding the sword in one hand. With a flattering smile on his face, the overseer gestured to the man who should be the intruder. "That's it, all the statues of Manuel are here!"

The wooden box in Mazi's face fell to the ground with a bang, and he jumped directly into the water. He had realized what had happened. The intruder was absolutely no stranger to this place named after the city of the Byzantine Empire in the past, after all. According to Manuel, they are Byzantines, and the Ottoman Empire outside is the enemy, especially not long ago the soldiers also promoted that they had caught a group of invading spies.

The other two soldiers immediately hid beside them and squatted on the ground. They looked like they were just porters and had nothing to do with them. The broken-nose soldier threw the wooden box in his hand towards the intruder and ran over to take his spear. He didn't know what was happening outside, and he didn't know why an intruder broke in without causing an alarm. Here, but he subconsciously went to take his own weapon. When he turned around holding the spear, Zelin kicked the lid of the wooden box closest to him, and the intricately carved bust inside came into view.

"You can't come over, intruder!"

He stood at the end of the trestle bridge, blocking Zelin's path.

Zelin moved his gaze from the wooden box to his face. "Does anyone want to make the list of victims of this accident longer?"

The soldier's face turned white with a single brush.

The demon hunter walked straight past the frozen soldier, his target was one of these statues. He thought this might be a retreat prepared by Manuel, loaded his family property gold on the ship, and fled before Tariq’s army surrounded the place, but the situation in front of him now makes him feel confused, and ten are piled up. Boxes of all kinds of statues, busts, full-length portraits, heads or simple body sculptures, some statues are exquisite, and some statues are dilapidated.

"Is this Manuel's collection? It's all here?!"

He only used some intimidation to make the person who seemed to be a pier steward to speak out all he knew. What the demon hunter knew and did not know, even offered to help Zelin find all the boxes. Of course, he tried to lead Zelin in front of the guards, but after seeing how the six guards were beaten to the ground, he immediately became more obedient than the person who came to the door for debt collection.