The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Captain Yousef said, I should leave when you go, Master." Aziz lowered his head. Yousef arranged for the assassin apprentices in the Assassin headquarters to leave Constantinople temporarily. This battle is not something they can handle. Yousef does not want these apprentices who are not so skilled in combat skills to participate in the battle. Because of the assistance from the Sudanese army, the Brotherhood will not be so stretched in the battle. The mercenaries allied with the Brotherhood in Constantinople will also support the battle. Yesterday, Yousef and Zelin discussed this matter, and Zelin finally decided that it is best not to let these assassin apprentices participate in the battle.

No one would have thought of what kind of vortex is brewing under this peaceful city.

"Let's go, it's time. After we kill the Byzantines, you will be back."

Zelin nodded to Aziz, but Aziz moved his lips and shook his head.

"Master, we said to Chief Yousef yesterday that all of us will participate in this battle. This is not just a battle between the Brotherhood and the Templars. Master, we are all from this city. My father Once a weaver, these **** Byzantines blackmailed him. He didn't want to give them the money in his hand, so the Byzantines interrupted his arm. He lost his job, if it wasn't for the leader of Yusuf to help me. , I don’t know where I will be now. We have been training for the past few months. We want to fight the Byzantines. We want to tell them that we are the masters of this city. Pay the price for what you do!"

Zelin whimpered at the corner of his mouth, and finally sighed, he patted Aziz on the shoulder. "Then we will let the Byzantines know what the price is. Be careful and pay attention to your safety. Your safety is much more important than those of the Byzantines."

Aziz bowed to Zelin, then quickly disappeared from the crowd, and gathered at the spot agreed upon by the assassins.

Near the Theodosius Monument, people sit in pairs on the lawn not far away to experience the men and women on the picnic, or the painter who depicts the beautiful scenery of the Golden Horn in the distance on the drawing board. This is where you are. One of the most scenic places in Constantinople, the broad sea reflects golden light in the morning light. Ships of different sizes come and go floating on the water, undulating with the rippling sea. Among this group of people, Ezio and Sofia should be the most special. Of course, the more attractive one must be this heroine in a neat emerald dress.

"What is this?"

"Thanks."

"Oh, thank you, it's beautiful." Sophia took the bunch of white tulips in surprise. "I brought some picnics." Sophia opened her picnic box and took out the meals she prepared carefully one by one. The picnic menu is like a collection of Venetian and Florentine things, ranging from Venetian fried crab and fish bibimbap to Florence Tuscan bread salad and samis thin-sliced ​​bacon.

"Thank you, this is great, I haven't tasted Italian food for a long time."

"Don't thank me, I just feel that you can help me a little bit in your adventure, I am very grateful."

"It's not a busy time, Sophia, you can't overestimate my help." Ezio said seriously, holding a piece of bread. "Really, please believe me."

Sophia chuckled softly. "You are really hard to guess, Ezio Auditore. I have analyzed the location of the last key. The book that directed the key is hidden on the top of the Hagia Sophia. "

The Templars miscalculated the assassin’s progress in finding the keys, but it’s meaningless now. They can get the fourth key disc immediately. In the end, only the Templars are in the hands and found underground in Topkapi Palace. The fifth key. From leaving Rome more than a year ago, the Altaïr library is about to be opened now. Some things are about to settle down, and some things should come to an end.

They sat on the tablecloth spread on the lawn, eating food quietly. No one wants to spoil the atmosphere at this time, but time is a mischievous fairy who slips away inadvertently. No matter how to keep it, it will always disappear. Ezio wanted to stay a while, but the rising sun told him that time was running out and the Templars would not postpone his plan.

Moreover, he still can't allow himself to prematurely immerse, enjoy, or even hope for a lifestyle that he has almost forgotten.

Sophia seemed to see Ezio's thoughts.

"It's getting late, and I have to go back to take care of the bookstore. Someone is willing to sell a batch of Jerusalem books. I'm going to see how the quality is." There are not many picnics, but this is not for the real breakfast." O." Sophia suddenly called the assassin's name. "When you find the books hidden in the Hagia Sophia, remember to bring the three books you found to my bookstore."

"I will definitely go."

Some things have to begin, and some must end.

Chapter 1297: War and Legislators

"Go, go!"

Crowds of soldiers poured into the Grand Bazaar, causing a disturbance in the crowd in an instant. Crowds of soldiers rushed to the stronghold of the Brotherhood of Assassins in the Grand Bazaar, and their undisguised actions quickly attracted the attention of the assassins stationed here. Groups of soldiers suddenly rushed out from the direction of Topkapi Palace. These mercenaries hidden in the city seemed to have received the order. At the same time, they rushed out of the houses changed from the streets and marched in the target direction. In Rome, the stronghold of the Brotherhood is hidden in every inconspicuous corner. Even if the Poggia family controls the entire city of Rome, it is impossible to find the foothold of the Brotherhood. But in Ottoman, the Brotherhood did not hide itself, and many of the strongholds they seized belonged to the Templars in the past.

When a mercenary was running, he suddenly fell to the ground holding his chest, with a crossbow arrow stuck in his chest, and the arrow feathers were still buzzing and trembling.

"Assassin!"

On the roof, two assassin crossbowmen were squatting halfway by the eaves, watching the results of the attack below, the assassins immediately turned and disappeared out of sight of the mercenaries.

"You." A Byzantine captain-like pointed at the two soldiers behind him. "Take four more people, catch up, don't let them run! Keep your eyes open, these assassins are just a group of vipers hiding in the shadows. Stay away from those haystacks and corners! If you see a haystack, shoot inside. , Stab with a spear."

The named soldier chased in the direction where the assassin disappeared. The captain was a Templar who had fought with the assassin for a long time. He seemed to know the assassin very well. When he saw a haystack not far away on the way forward, he immediately stopped the soldiers behind him and ordered everyone to stop. "These assassins will hide in haystacks." He pointed to the hay stacked in the trolley. "Hold up your muskets and watch out for such haystacks."

The other Byzantine mercenaries raised their muskets in confusion, seeming not to understand why they did it. They fired a round of guns at the haystack on the side of the road, and then four mercenaries holding spears cautiously leaned over, and one of the soldiers raised a spear to stab the haystack.

Boom————

Deafening explosions echoed through the streets. The straw that was blown up, the smoke and dust, the wooden fragments of the cart, and the mercenaries who were blown away by the impact.

Trigger bomb from Piri Reis. The Templars understand the actions of the Assassins, but the Assassins are also investigating the tactics of the Templars. When these Templars were hunting down assassins, they would often search for straw piles and piles of debris that could accommodate themselves. Now, when these assassins are retreating, they will place bomb traps in the straw as a gift to the Templars who hunt them down.

As for who the bomb trap technology came from, it is estimated that the Templars would never know.

After an assassin hiding on the roof successfully observed, he quickly evacuated the scene before the Byzantines had reacted. And such scenes are constantly being staged in every corner of the city. The Templars driven by gold and power, and the assassins driven by anger, if the calm last night was the dormancy before the battle, then now, the two giant beasts jumped and smashed into each other fiercely.

The whole city seemed to have turned into a battlefield in the blink of an eye, although this time when the Templars began to attack, the assassins were already waiting on their way to attack, and the Templars had no doubts, because the assassins Our response speed has always been very fast.

The Templars attacked more than a dozen strongholds in the city at the same time, and the Assassins had already arranged roadblocks on the only way, relying on the roadblocks to hinder the attack of Byzantine mercenaries layer by layer. There are Byzantine mercenaries everywhere on the ground, but on the roof is the world of the assassins. Crossbows and muskets, all kinds of bombs attacked the Templar team from any unexpected corner.

The assassins knew this city, this city is their home, hidden dark alleys, open-air squares, or cobweb-like maze-like markets, or row upon row of residential areas. They are familiar with every street in this city and have insights. The plants and trees in this city.

What Ezio gave them was not a chance to join the Brotherhood, but a chance to resist when the evil deeds fell on him and the city guards were indifferent.

Just a sentence, a gesture.

You don't need any gold to recruit, and Ezio's way to grow the Brotherhood is simple. Give those who are oppressed by the Templars and the soldiers and villains under the Knights a hope, a hope that they will never have to worry about being innocent.

It's very simple.

But few people can do it.

These assassins were all residents of Constantinople. Before they were recruited, they were just one of the most ordinary people in the city. Workers, vendors, shop assistants, maybe without the ambitions of the Templars, or the Byzantines. Rampant, or the consequences of Ahmed’s indulgence, maybe they will continue to work and live the lives of ordinary people just like everyone else. Until they were kidnapped for no reason, blackmailed, or robbed, it was only because they had received their own rewards after their hard work, even without ignorance. I don't know if those Byzantine mercenaries are arrogant in the city, have they ever thought that one day, the residents of this city will arm themselves against them.

Zelin didn't know, Ezio didn't know, and it was estimated that the leader of these Byzantine mercenaries, and Ahmed, the Ottoman agent of the Knights Templar, didn't know either.

He also didn't want to know.

"Your Majesty, there are more assassins than we expected. Our thirteen attacking teams were all hindered. Only the stronghold at the racecourse outside Topkapi Palace, we destroyed the roadblocks, but the assassins closed the doors of the stronghold and escaped. ."

"The racecourse is so close to the gate of the palace that you all failed to kill the assassins there?!"

"His Royal Highness, those assassins have prepared many secret paths..."

"I am not paying you to let you report to me how you failed!" Ahmed interrupted the report of his subordinates mercilessly, and he waved his hand vigorously. "Tell me, where did these little mice escape?"

"North of the city, near the Golden Horn."

Ahmed grinned when he heard the subordinate's answer. "North of the city, Galatian area, Golden Horn, these assassins are retreating in a haste, their headquarters is in the Galatian area, they can't stop our attack, they can only flee back to the headquarters." Ahmed two With the back of his hand behind him, he looked at a city of afterglow. "Tell the guards command to block the ferry in the Golden Horn. No one is allowed to cross the river. I want to lock them in Nancheng! Go, let them continue to attack. When the sun sets, I don’t want to see any strongholds in Nancheng District that are not under our control!"

The subordinates hurriedly backed away and left.

Ahmed stood on the wall of the Topkapi Palace. Here you can see the racecourse directly opposite the palace gate and the black smoke from the burning. For a while, Constantinople A plume of black smoke floated over the sky, as if the city's walls had been conquered, and it was in the fiercest street battle. This is a scene that has never been seen since Mohammed II defeated the Roman Empire sixty years ago. .

The mercenaries of Byzantium even used carts to deal with the roadblocks in front of the assassin's stronghold. With shields covered with cowhide, they resisted attacks from all directions on the roof, and the howling of bullets sounded from time to time. The Templars chose to attack in the evening because they believed that this was the time when the assassins might rest and relax, and the assassins also decided to fight at this time instead of retreating, because at this time, it was the ordinary residents who completed their day's work. , When returning home to rest, the number of pedestrians on the street is scarce, which can avoid accidental injuries in battle as much as possible.

In the past, the Byzantines knew that they would attack during the night, but now, Prince Ahmed doesn't care about these things.

He is a prince, a crown prince.

But the prince in the palace is not alone.

"They started?" Prince Suleiman stood in the garden of Topkapi Palace, without a servant nearby. This lush garden is quiet and beautiful, and it is like two worlds with the raging city outside.