Black Iron Crown

Night shrouded the earth, and countless sins were hidden in darkness.

The room of Prince Lie Peiwu Xun was pitch black, and the sudden assassination made it impossible for Prince Lie Pei Wu Xun's guards to light the lamps.

Under the cover of darkness, a black dagger appeared between Malda's cuffs.

The assassin who was lying on the ground with his hands and feet tied saw all of this clearly, and there was a little light in his eyes.

He didn't make any sound, but cheered in his heart.

Seat has carefully cultivated grass assassins. Their loyalty and desire to complete tasks far outweigh their desire to survive. Their hearts have almost been distorted.

Although he did not succeed in killing the enemy, Prince Liepe Wuxun, as long as he died tonight, it would not be considered a mission failure.

Like their commander, Marda's two men began to let down the enemy's vigilance.

Slowly approaching the two grassland warriors who had begun to relax.

Prince Repeusun was still ignorant of the imminent danger. The pain in his body and the weakness caused by blood loss made him rely more and more on Marda's support.

With his left hand, Malda supported Prince Liepeusun, and with his right hand he was holding the dagger smeared with black charcoal powder.

The black dagger was very concealed in such darkness. Feeling the growing weakness of Prince Repeusun, Marda suddenly burst out the moment he was about to walk out of the room.

The sharp dagger in his hand was like lightning in the dark night, and it slashed across Prince Liepewuxun's neck fiercely.

It can be said that Martha exhausted all the strength of his whole body, fearing that his movements would not be strong enough, so that Prince Repewuxun would still have room to resist.

The sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the flesh sounded, and blood gushed out from the wound on Prince Liepewuxun's neck in an instant.

However, although Marda had cut through the opponent's main artery with great force, the blood only flowed slowly because of the many wounds on his body.

Prince Repeusun's injuries were very serious. He could only twitch weakly and subconsciously struggled to breathe. He could no longer stay awake, because Marda's knife almost cut off half of his neck, and even Even the cervical vertebrae have cracked a lot.

It can be said that the head of Prince Repewuxun can still stay with his body now, purely because of the few remaining tendons and flesh, Marda's attack almost separated his body.

And hearing such an abnormal sound, the two grassland warriors also hurriedly approached Prince Liepewuxun.

Everything seemed so blurry in the night, they could only vaguely see some things, at this moment, in their seriousness, His Royal Highness in front of them was very strange, as if he had passed out from pain, shaking his head.

Without the support of the bones, there is only a head connected by skin and flesh, isn't it just shaking its head.

However, the two prairie warriors are not fools either. As experienced elites, they can clearly distinguish the sound of your sharp knife cutting through your body.

Just when they noticed something strange and wanted to draw their swords to take back His Royal Highness, a sharp pain appeared between their necks.

They subconsciously covered their necks, but found that no matter what they could not stop the fountain-like blood spraying outwards.

The two men under Malda's command were also proficient in assassination techniques. They clearly knew the position of the main artery of the human body. As the blood vessel with the fastest blood flow, it is almost impossible to stop the bleeding here.

Soon, the two soldiers were dizzy under the heavy bleeding, and finally fell to the ground, their lives gradually lost.

For about thirty seconds, their blood no longer splashed out along the wound, but flowed out slowly like a gurgling stream, and their hearts had gradually stopped working.

The night was dim, blood filled the whole house, and the room of Prince Repe Wuxun was filled with a stench of blood.

With a sigh of relief, Martha put Prince Repeusun's head still swaying like a willow tree on the ground, then picked up two flints in the room, and lit an oil lamp.

A single lamp was like a bean, illuminating the entire room, and all the sins were exposed under this faint light that flickered on and off.

Blood donations covered the entire house, and the cracks in the ground were also filled with bright red blood, as if to record the crimes of tonight here.

Malda hastily put the dagger in the hand of the assassin who fell to the ground, lost a lot of blood because of the loss of an arm, and was almost dying.

The other assassin, however, does not have to.

Marda was still very careful. He was worried that the difference in width and length of the daggers used by the two sides would arouse the suspicion of the investigators. It was more reasonable for one person to use one kind of dagger.

As for the remaining three daggers, Malda hid them in a secret place at the corner of the corridor. Although there were some risks involved, at least they must not be left in this room.

After dealing with all this, Martha walked in front of the two assassins.

One of the assassins whose arms had been cut off had lost consciousness and passed out, so he set his sights on the other.

"Tell me your identities, who do you serve? Why did you come to assassinate Prince Liepeuxun?"

Marda looked at the remaining assassin and asked, he really wanted to know the purpose of the other's actions.

However, the assassin was very determined, he looked straight into Marda's eyes and said, "This is what I want to ask you too!"

Hearing the other party's answer, Malda shook his head regretfully, and said, "In that case, I have no choice but to apologize!"

As he spoke, he raised the halberd in his hand, and then swung it down abruptly.

But in the end, he still chose to restrain some strength, not letting the halberd's ax blade leave marks on the ground, and he didn't want any mistakes to be discovered.

Speaking of it, he really hoped to know who was behind the assassination through the other party.

But after hearing his answer, Martha understood that she couldn't get the truth.

Because if you are in such an environment, your answer will definitely be the same as the other party.

It is true that he believes that he can obtain information through torture, but the current environment obviously does not meet this condition.

Blood spattered out, and half of the assassin's head was almost chopped off. Martha didn't intend to stay alive here, he didn't want any accidents to happen and implicate himself.

After everything was over, Martha took a look around, confirmed that there were no omissions or mistakes, and hurriedly reported to his superior, Sir Horn.

Sir Horn was awakened from his sleep, and when he learned of the situation, he jumped up from the bed in an instant, and said in horror: "You mean, Prince Liepeusun is dead?"

"Yes... yes, my lord! When I went there, the guards of Prince Repe Wuxun were all dead! Even he himself was dead. When I arrived there with my subordinates, I only ran into an assassin who wanted to leave. Then we killed them and hurried to report to you!"

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