"Bang!"

A few black glass beads rolled out of their arms, bounced on the floor of the carriage twice, quickly frying into powder, then turned into black smoke and scattered in the void.

While the black glass beads were shattered, the aura of An Zhali, Cui Ganyou and others on these people also disappeared without a trace.

"I've been cheated!"

"It's a Hu dead man from Youzhou!"

A general from the city guard jumped in, landed in the carriage, checked it carefully, then turned his head and looked at Wang Chong with an ugly expression.

In every Protector's Mansion, there are actually more or less some dead soldiers.

These people were not large in number. At first, they were to fight for their lives at a stalemate and a particularly important juncture, to open a gap for the army, break the deadlock, or resist the enemy's attack, thereby creating opportunities for the army to win.

However, as time goes by, the nature gradually changes, and is no longer limited to foreign wars, and sometimes it will participate in internal disputes.

When these people died, they were not afraid at all, and they were obviously the elite among them.

Wang Chong rode a war horse, and when he heard this, his expression became much colder.

"Walk!"

Without having enough time to say more, Wang Chong turned his horse's head and led everyone to quickly walk in other directions.

Next, news came from all directions:

"Report! The Huaiyuan Shop in Xicheng captured 'An Zalu Mountain' and was dressed by a Hu man!"

"Report! A Hu man disguised as Anle Street, Nancheng, found a Hu man disguised as Anzhalu Mountain!"

"Report! Xinchang Qinglong Temple was successfully captured, but it was fake!"

...

One news after another kept coming. Although the traces of "An Zhaliu Mountain" were almost everywhere in the city, almost all the final results were fake. The dozens of An Zhaliu Mountains discovered by Wang Chong's mental power were constantly exposed, but they were never able to find the real An Zhaliu Mountain.

Since leaving Hua'e Xianghui Tower and leaving the palace gate, Anzhalu Mountain has disappeared into the entire capital like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.

No one of the city guards, the city guards, and the gangsters all over the city discovered his true form!

...

At this moment, when Wang Chong led an army of more than 100,000 to search for An Zailu Mountain all over the city, not many people noticed that a tall and thin figure was walking rapidly in the dark on the north side of the imperial city, outside the Xuanwu Gate.

Since the reign of Emperor Taizong, the Xuanwu Sect changed, and several elders of Emperor Taizong died outside the Xuanwu Sect. The north gate has been completely abandoned. Because of the taboos of the royal family, this place has become a forbidden area, and few people usually come here.

To a certain extent, this place can even be regarded as desolate, with trees everywhere, which is in sharp contrast to the prosperity and prosperity of other parts of the capital.

More importantly, almost no ordinary people will come here.

The night is silent!

The man stayed away from the lights, hid in the night and shadows, and walked forward one after another without attracting anyone's attention.

If you look closely, you will find that the man's cheeks are very thin, his cheekbones are protruding, and he is extremely tall and thin. Although he seems to be walking slowly and his steps are not big, he is actually as fast as he is, he is extremely fast.

"Wang Chong, you think too simple! Even if you have extremely high strength, what if this capital is your territory? I can still enter and exit calmly! No one can stop me!"

I don’t know how long it took, but I rushed into a dark forest and felt that there was no one around. The man smiled proudly and muttered to himself, but his words were shocking.

An Zalu Mountain?!

This human body shape is 108,000 miles apart from An Zhali Mountain. I am afraid that no one would think he is An Zhali Mountain, but he claims to be "An Zhali Mountain"?!

"Nearly twenty clones were assigned to go out, and the protective barrier they gave them. Wang Chong, do you want to find me? Hahaha, it's a fantasy!"

"When we leave the capital and with that help, you will never be able to threaten us again!"

...

The man looked back at the brightly lit place in the south, laughed loudly, and was extremely proud.

He could almost imagine that the man hurriedly left the palace and finally looked around in the capital like a headless fly.

"It's almost done!"

Looking forward, looking at the city wall not far from the north, no one was following around, and no one attracted anyone, the man suddenly stopped, looked around with a vigilant look, then snorted, breathed a long sigh, and relaxed his whole body.

The next moment, it was like a magic trick, and the man's body quickly "shrinks", becoming smaller, shorter, and fatter.

The originally smooth, solid, and deliberately concave abdomen suddenly expanded like a blowing balloon, becoming round and round, layer by layer of fat, and when the tight flesh on the face slid down, another completely different figure appeared in the night.

If you look closely, if you are not An Zhalu Mountain, who is it?!

If Wang Chong had seen this scene here, he would have been shocked, because the two completely opposite images were all An Zhalu Mountain.

"Bang!"

With a proud palm slapped on his belly, An Zhalishan's face suddenly showed a look of playing with prey.

In the entire Youzhou area, everyone knows that An Zhalu Mountain is the fattest "slave-catching general" under Zhang Shougui's command, and has the nicknames of "Fatty An" and "Andun'er".

But not many people know that "Fatty An" has never been a fat man.

As long as he was willing, even when he was captured by Zhang Shougui as a "slave-capturing general", he could recover from the Turkic athlete who was originally on the prairie, drew his bow from left to right, galloped quickly, and was as flexible as ape under the horse's belly, shuttled around at will, making countless men admire him.

However, for a way of survival and in order not to attract Zhang Shougui's attention and others' attention, An Zhalushan has always maintained this body shape.

The most important thing is that if it was just a way to survive at the beginning, then later, An Zhalushan had gradually discovered that just maintaining this image would invisibly make many people look down on themselves, relax their vigilance towards themselves, and even turn their "back" to themselves.

And if you cooperate with me and pretend to be stupid and please them like a clown, then all your opponents will be "opened" and can easily plot against them and kill them easily.

In the Anton Protectorate's Mansion, An Zhalushan defeated his competitor step by step by step and finally became Zhang Shougui's "adopted son".

Even in the end, An Zalushan even used this plan to overturn Zhang Shougui, the imperial general who was like a big dipper in Taishan, and stomped his feet, and the entire Shenzhou was about to shake three times, playing with him in his palms!

That feeling fascinated him!

Now, An Zhalushan has long no longer wanted to restore the appearance of the "Turkish athlete". He has deeply fallen in love with the image of "Fatty An"!

When everyone laughed at him for being fat, laughed at him for being funny, and was amused by him, they didn’t know that deep down, they were always the ones who were laughed at!

"Calling the time, Cui Ganyou and Gao Shang should have arrived almost, and I am the only one left now."

An Zai Ruishan looked at the sky and said in his heart.

The five people had too big goals and were too easy to be noticed, so as soon as they left the palace, An Zhalu Mountain broke up several people. He headed to the east to attract their attention, and led the troops under Wang Chong to circle around the city.

——If this is not the case, it will be difficult to attract the spies in the capital, eyes and ears!

As for Choi Ganyou and Gao Shang...

Wang Chong's target was not them at all. As long as he appeared, they would be able to escape soon after they would appear.

"...That bastard must have controlled all the guards of the city gate, the east gate, the south gate, and the west gate. No matter which city gate I go to, I will definitely fall into his net. However, the north gate has not been opened for many years and has long been locked. Moreover, there is no road leading to the outside of the city. No one thought of this. This is my greatest opportunity!"

Looking at the towering capital city wall in the distance, An Jai Ruishan showed a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although there are four major city gates in the capital, there are actually only three, and no one has ever entered or exited the city gates in the north. One is a taboo. After all, the king sits in the north and south, and no one can stand above the king. Another is because of the "Xuanwu Gate Incident" during the Taizong period a hundred years ago.

The crown prince who seized the throne with Emperor Taizong at that time, with several princes, wanted to sneak in from the northeast corner of the palace, which was rarely visited by Xuanwu Gate, to kill Emperor Taizong, and caught him off guard. He did not expect that there were spies inside, but instead he was ambushed and shot directly on the spot.

All the princes were in blood!

Since then, the Xuanwu Gate in the northeast of the imperial palace and the entire northern city gate of the capital have been completely blocked.

But An Zalushan didn't care at all!

Be prepared for any trouble!

Did Wang Chong really think he would leave from the East Gate, South Gate and West Gate?

Without complete preparations, will he easily enter the capital?

"Bang!"

When he was proud, suddenly, in the arms of Juan Zai Lishan, an explosion came. At An Zai Lishan's neck, a bronze pendant suddenly lit up and made a burst of explosions. Following him, a misty light burst out from the bronze pendant, and the appearance of Wang Chong and the dense city defense army and the city guards were faintly revealed in the light.

In the image, a "An Zaluo Mountain" who was exactly the same as him was killed by Wang Chong's sword and fell into his blood.

"Damn it, this is already the thirteenth, so fast!"

An Zai Ruishan trembled all over, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes, and all the pride and smile on his face disappeared without a trace.

Wang Chong's speed was much faster than he thought!

I originally thought that nearly twenty clones could make him busy for at least a while and buy him half an hour, but I didn't expect that in just a moment, thirteen died, only five or six were left.
Chapter completed!