Song Xuan was a little stunned when he heard Fat Toutuo's statement.
Are all the Jianghu people in Qingzhou so brave?
In the past half month, at least 50,000 to 60,000 Qing soldiers died in his own hands. A normal person would not have time to hide away. How dare Hong Antong take the initiative to provoke him, Song Xuan?
Qingzhou's dragon veins were cut off. Could it be that people's IQs were also affected?
But when he thought it was Hong Antong, Song Xuan felt that he could understand whatever the idiot did.
In the plot of The Deer and the Cauldron, Hong Antong asked Mao Dongzhu to sneak into the Qing court and pretend to be the Queen Mother without being discovered for more than ten years. This can be said to be the beginning of Tianhu.
If Hong Antong was in his right mind and directly asked Mao Dongzhu to give each of the young emperors of the Qing Dynasty and the princes and ministers a Leopard Fei Yijin Pill, wouldn't the entire Qing court be in the hands of the Shenlong Sect?
As a result, Hong Antong, this idiot, didn't think about it at all. Instead, he ordered Mao Dongzhu to use the power of the Queen Mother to keep busy looking for the Forty-Two Chapter Sutra.
Song Xuan was also convinced that he still wanted to conquer the world with his IQ.
"Sir, why don't we go to Shenlong Island?"
Yao Yue's eyes were filled with frost, and her murderous intent was not concealed at all.
She couldn't bear to sleep with her own man, but that evil leader actually tried to control him with poison pills!
It's hard to express the hatred in your heart without punishing this person!
"Not in a hurry!"
Song Xuan waved his hand and looked at the three people kneeling on the ground, his voice carrying a huge sense of oppression.
"Want to die or live?"
...
Guangdong Prefecture, the Qing army camp outside the city, is said to have gathered at least 50,000 elite soldiers.
In addition, there are hundreds of artillery pieces and tens of thousands of musketeers in the military camp. In order to deal with the killing god Song Xuan, a large number of bows and crossbows were mobilized.
Even more than a dozen large crossbows were mobilized that were designed to destroy the body's infuriating energy.
That kind of giant crossbow needs to be pulled by a vehicle. The crossbow arrows are as big as the rafters on the house beams. Their penetrating power is many times stronger than that of artillery. They were used specifically to attack cities in the past.
But since Che Nu once broke through the innate warrior's body-protecting Qi with a crossbow arrow and pierced his physical body, the army felt like they had found a treasure and used it as a big killing weapon against the warrior.
With such strength and powerful firepower, according to the analysis of the Qing army, even martial arts masters would not dare to force their way into such a large military camp head-on.
In Artai's opinion, no matter how strong Song Xuan is, he is at best a top-notch innate warrior. How can he still compare to a martial arts master? If you really dare to show up, you will definitely die!
On this day, in the middle of the night, after inspecting the defense of the military camp, Artest had just taken off his armor and was about to rest. Suddenly, there was a huge sound of drums outside the camp.
"Is there an enemy invasion?"
Artai was shocked. Is Song Xuan, the great Zhou Xuanyi guard, really so courageous that he dares to break into a military camp with tens of thousands of people by himself?
"Send the order! The army assembles!"
Atai was wearing a battle armor under the service of his guards while giving orders to the messengers.
"Also, order the crossbowmen to set up their formations as soon as possible, and the dozen or so crossbows in the camp will also be rolled out for me!"
"besides......"
Order after order was passed on, and in less than half an hour, the army was ready. Various military formations were lined up, stretching for more than ten miles, which was extremely spectacular.
Outside the military camp, the war drums continued to sound, but no enemy attack was seen.
"Report to the general!"
The scouts sent out earlier returned on horseback and reported the situation.
After hearing this, Artai laughed and said: "You mean there is no large army outside the military camp, only a few Jianghu people beating drums and hammers?"
"That's right!" the scout replied: "A few of our brothers rushed up and were killed by one of the short fat men with a single knife. The opponent was very skilled in martial arts!"
"I know!" Artest sneered, "It's a trick to play with the tired army, right?"
"Pass me to order the people from Ghost Villa under the Imperial Master to take action. Provide them with delicious food and drink. Now it's time to get to work!"
Mu Daoren, the national preceptor, was the most trusted person of the Qing emperor. If he had not been in charge of the capital and killed countless assassins, Huang Taiji would have died under the assassination of Xuan Yiwei and Jianghu people, even if he did not hold the throne.
The Ghost Villa is a privileged organization established by Mu Taoist in imitation of the Xuanyi Guards of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
This organization gathers desperadoes from all over the world, and also gathers many martial arts masters, specifically to deal with those in the world who are unwilling to submit to the Qing court.
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On a hillside outside the Qing army camp, Fatty Toutuo and Mao Dongzhu, leading more than ten people from the Shenlong Sect, were beating the drums and blowing the horns hard.
Yao Yue sat aside and drank tea leisurely, not paying any attention to the Qing army camp that stretched for more than ten miles in the distance.
At this moment, from the bottom of the hillside, an old man with white temples and an ugly face sprinted over very quickly.
When they were more than ten feet away from Yao Yue and others, they saw the old man roaring loudly, and he suddenly jumped up like an old ape. But when he heard a huff, the innate true energy shone with a faint blue luster, carrying majestic strength. Whistling out with one palm.
Fat and Thin Toutuo and others looked a little frightened. They were all acquired warriors, and they would instinctively feel scared when faced with innate masters.
"Keep beating the drum, don't stop!"
Yao Yue scolded and glanced at the old man. He was sitting there and didn't even bother to move. He just raised his hand and fanned out casually.
Bang!
The dark blue palm force shot by the old man collapsed like foam, and with a snap of his fingers, Yao Yue struck his chest with a palm from the air.
The old man's robe did not change at all, and there was not even a wrinkle after being hit by that palm force. However, the moment the old man was hit, his eyes showed panic, and then his body flew out, and he was hit hard. Fell down the hillside.
When he landed, all his internal organs were shattered, blood clots were spat out from his mouth, and his eyes gradually dimmed.
The fat and thin Toutuo looked at each other, each swallowed, and used a little more strength to beat the drum in their hands.
terrible.
He had met the old man when he was young. He had been rampant in the Qingzhou arena for more than ten years and was a famous innate master in the martial arts. He later disappeared. He thought he had died of old age, but unexpectedly he defected to the Qing court.
An innate master who had been famous for decades could not even move a single move before being killed by the woman in front of him. His strength was truly terrifying!
While beating the drum, Fat Toutuo asked tentatively: "Madam, the masters in the Qing army can't do anything to you. It is estimated that the army will attack soon. Do we want to continue to resist?"
"Is there something wrong with your brain?"
Yao Yue glanced at him with an expression that looked like she was mentally retarded, "I asked you to beat the drum to lure out the masters inside and kill them first. When did you say you would confront the army head-on?"
"So what does Madam mean?"
Yaoyue chuckled and said, "When their army is dispatched and their artillery is deployed, we will retreat. They will withdraw their troops and return to camp to rest, and we will continue to harass them."
In the next few days, no one can sleep peacefully, these Tatars will be exhausted! "
