The attack came without warning. Those people following Zhang Tie were like wolves stalking prey through the rain. Just over a kilometer after Zhang Tie left the airship base, when he had reached an area with slightly fewer people and saw that the rain-soaked road was nearly empty, they suddenly charged at him from behind...
The sound of footsteps splashing through the rain abruptly intensified, followed by heavy breathing behind him—there was no greeting, no conversation, not even a threat. All there was were blackened daggers drawn from sleeves, without the slightest glint of reflection, viciously stabbing toward Zhang Tie's lower back.
The dagger did not strike Zhang Tie. The first man to rush at Zhang Tie with a dagger stopped two steps behind him. Lowering his head, he stared blankly at the longsword that had suddenly emerged from beneath Zhang Tie's rain cape, plunged into his lower abdomen and piercing out through his back. He seemed unable to understand how this fellow could possibly have a longsword under his rain cape.
Zhang Tie looked expressionlessly at the man, whose savage face carried a trace of fear. His expression was like a playing card, without the slightest emotional ripple. "You wanted to stab me in the waist, so I stabbed you in the lower abdomen. Fair enough!"
The man let out a loud scream.
Amid his screams, the others charged forward viciously, all their daggers stabbing toward Zhang Tie. Zhang Tie pulled his sword from that man's body and began to fight back.
Zhang Tie's counterattack was highly particular. If someone stabbed a dagger at his neck, then he gave that person a sword through the neck. If someone stabbed at his heart, then he gave that person a sword through the heart. If someone stabbed at his chest, then