Death is the best advice and the most striking warning.
At the edge of the Lushui River, the Qingqi from the Heita family walked out of the forest one after another and gathered on the river beach. They looked at the neatly arranged corpses on the other side of the river and remained silent. Directly above the corpse was the head of the Qianhu.
An unspeakable atmosphere spread among the crowd. People were whispering and looking a little uneasy. Soon, some people who were washed away by the river stumbled back from the downstream, telling how powerful their opponents were and how terrifying the man who killed Qianhu with one knife was.
The defeated often subconsciously attribute the defeat to the strength of their opponents in order to reduce their own culpability.
The narrations of these soldiers only increased the fear of these later people. They had traveled a long distance to get here. They originally thought they were just intercepting and killing a group of ordinary bandits, but they didn't expect them to be like this. Even if such an opponent eats it, few people present will be able to return. The corpses on the shore are the best proof.
There are more and more people on the river beach, but no one has the intention to actively pursue them. People are crowded together, horses are next to horses, and they are all watching each other.
A man wearing a black gown walked out of the forest, accompanied by a man who looked like an army officer. Everyone's eyes fell on the man. This man was sent by the family to worship him. His name was Juan. Not to mention his cultivation level, he was also the strongest means of pursuit in this pursuit.
The man looked at the corpses on the other side, and then walked to the forest where there were obvious signs of a fight to investigate carefully. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and discussed a few words with the officer beside him.
The officer nodded, stood in the crowd, and loudly ordered a hundred households to lead people across the river. The man from Baihu reluctantly pulled the horse and led his men carefully into the river.
The people here also took out their bows and arrows to cover their own people crossing the river, and were prepared to deal with the opponent's sneak attack. I just heard from the survivors that the opponent made a sneak attack when they were crossing the river, so that so many of their brothers died in the river without even firing an arrow.
Under the anxious eyes of everyone, the first person finally stepped onto the other side without encountering any obstacles. Soon, everyone crossed the river and waved to this side.
Everyone on this side of the river breathed a sigh of relief. The worshipper stepped lightly and crossed the river lightly, landing in front of the corpses.
"They are all good men of the Heita family, let's bury them." Juan sighed. Just looking at the traces of the fight in the forest, it can be judged that the other party's cultivation level is not very high, but he will be at the top of the Four Realms. Qianhu was killed and so many cavalry were strangled, so he was not someone to be trifled with.
Such a person is terrifying. He knows how to kill people. This pure killing technique is the most difficult to deal with. The body of a practitioner is still a physical body, and he is also afraid of being chopped by a kitchen knife.
Looking at the corpse in front of him, Juan scratched his head. He wanted to retreat, but he was afraid of being blamed by his master after returning. After all, he was just a worshipper. There is nothing we can do to send him out this time. The inexplicable attack our family suffered last time killed more than half of the family's experts, and there is really no one left.
These practitioners are not like ordinary soldiers who can be replenished at any time. Who has not cultivated them for many years and accumulated a lot of money and materials? It can be said that this attack caused a serious gap in the high-level power of the Heita family, and it will not be able to recover without twenty years of effort.
Originally, I wanted to recruit more experts, but after a while, I found that there were those who needed to suppress the rebellion and those who needed to guard important areas, but no one was available, so I had to send out Juan, who usually works in Gaoyuan City.
Juan sighed. It was really difficult for the master's family during this time. If he had encountered someone like Wu Gen in the past, he would have sent an army to encircle and suppress him. But at present, each small family has different intentions, and their manpower is divided among the territories, and there is no spare power to deal with this Wu Gen.
If they hadn't heard that Wu Gen was going to flee to the Iron Hand Province this time, the master would have planned to leave him alone for a while before taking care of him. There was no other way, so they hurriedly ordered the dispatch of troops.
"You advance carefully from behind. I will go to the front to explore. If I can kill the thief directly, it will save my subordinates from fighting for their lives." Juan finally made up his mind and said to the officer.
The officer originally had some complaints against this man. When he just crossed the river, he could easily jump over it, but he still asked his men to cross the river first to explore the way.
Very timid. But now that he heard that the other party was going to catch the thief alone, the resentment in his heart disappeared and he said a lot of compliments.
Huan had been in the mansion for a long time, so he had seen a lot of people and sophistication. He knew that the other party was just talking for a moment, so he exchanged a few words and then flew away into the distance.
On the narrow mountain road, Wu Gen was leading people to move forward carefully. There are no roads in the mountains. Even a local like Suoji cannot know all the roads. In many cases, someone needs to lead the way.
As the leader of the village, Wu Gen no longer had to do such a humble job, so Ling Yun Baqi came in handy. Their cultivation level was higher than that of ordinary soldiers, and they had inscriptions on their bodies. They also cooperated tacitly and were good at combined attacks. This laborious and dangerous job was left to them.
Wu Gen also said that he would use this to sharpen a few people, and everything was just a matter of practice.
In fact, Zhuo Ke and others were also a little puzzled. According to Wu Gen's cultivation level, if they were to go to the Iron Hand Province, wouldn't it be faster to go to Iron Hand Province alone? Along the way, it was as if Wu Gen was escorting these fearless soldiers, rather than these people guarding Wu Gen. Wu Gen did not explain this clearly, but Xue Xin must have understood.
Any army grows up little by little from small to large. And these first people are the seeds, the foundation for growth. Their style will influence those who follow, which is the so-called military soul.
Perhaps these people are all ordinary people, born as traffickers and footmen, walking in the fields and alleys, and each of them looks like an ordinary person to the naked eye.
But just like weeds, after experiencing fires, these people will eventually grow into towering trees. A strong general must be sent to the army. This is a truth summarized by the blood and tears of many predecessors. These talents are Wu Gen's confidence in going to the Iron Hand Province and finally creating a world.
"Master, take a rest." Finally arriving at a relatively flat platform, Zhuo Ke cut a piece of ivy and handed it to Wu Gen. There was sweet juice in it.
Wu Gen nodded and asked Xue Xin to arrange for everyone to rest. There were no horses in the team now, and even Wu Gen was walking all the way, so it was naturally hard work.
However, except for those people brought by Suoji, the veterans of the Fearless Army have long been accustomed to this kind of marching in the mountains under Xue Xin's terrifying training, and they all took off their armor and sat down. Some of them were restless, so they took water and hunted animals nearby, making full use of everything they saw and reducing the consumption of food they carried.
"Fortress leader, the pursuers should have been thrown away. We can't fight anymore." Xue Xin was still wearing armor. He was strict in running the army and always took the lead. Even if he was resting, he would never remove his armor or disband his troops.
"Let's not fight. The opponent already knows our intentions and has shown up. There is no need to waste more lives. Next, move forward at full speed. If we can, we will fight without fighting." Wu Gen took a sip of ivy juice, and his body was covered with blood. Much more refreshing.
Xue Xin got the confidence and relaxed a little. Fighting should be fought as little as possible. But some battles must be fought, just like the previous battle.
"Suoji, have you found any traces of the pursuers?" Wu Gen turned around and asked.
Suoji has been exhausted these days and is sticking out his tongue to adjust his breathing. These people are so good at walking. They are running on the mountain road carrying more than a hundred kilograms of things, and they feel like they are walking on flat ground.
"Sir, I haven't noticed yet that a horse can't use it at all on such a difficult road. It can only rely on two legs. If you only walk on legs, I don't think many people can catch up." Suoji replied with a wry smile. road.
"Suoji, can you control birds?" Wu Gen suddenly changed the subject.
"Of course." When it came to his profession, Suoji immediately gained confidence and vowed, patting his chest.
Wu Gen nodded slightly, "Okay, just wait, there will be many birds handed to you in the future." While chatting, Wu Gen suddenly stood up, holding a broken knife and looking at the sky.
Seeing Wu Gen like this, the people around him didn't know that there was an enemy attack. Without waiting for instructions, everyone hurriedly put on their armor, took out their bows and arrows and searched the sky.
There are white clouds floating in the sky. Suddenly, a black spot appeared in the white clouds, and a person was flying towards here in the wind.
Seeing such a situation, everyone's hearts suddenly became heavy. Sure enough, the Heita family still sent experts over. The fearless army is not afraid of those regular soldiers. After encountering them, they will fight with swords and arrows.
But this kind of lethality is extremely lethal, and the hit-and-run master is the most difficult to deal with.
pay. There is no way, even if Wu Gen has the highest cultivation level among the people present, he is only in the fourth realm. The shortcomings of this high-level combat power will not be made up for a while.
"Formation." Zhuo Ke shouted, and the eight riders of Ling Yun quickly formed a circular formation, staring coldly at the growing black spots. The rest of the people also had arrows on their strings and aimed into the air.
The black spot quickly reached the sky above everyone, but stopped suddenly and stopped in the air. The person who came was a man with a long sword on his back. He was wearing a black shirt and looking at the situation under his feet with great interest.
Wu Gen narrowed his eyes and was about to stand up to face the enemy. Only he could fight against an opponent of this level in person.
"Master, don't be anxious, let me wait and give it a try." Ha Ying suddenly shouted loudly. Since the last battle in Liangxi Village, Ling Yun Baqi has been thinking about how to deal with high-level people. Today, there is only one opponent, so they take the opportunity to practice their skills.
Wu Gen nodded. He might as well let a few people try it today. Little Wolf will always have to go out and deal with the beasts independently, and he will not be able to protect them from wind and rain forever.
In the air, Juan watched the people under his feet arrange their formations in an orderly manner, and sharp arrows were pointed at him one after another with a cold light. Others quickly disappeared into the woods, presumably preparing to ambush them when they fell.
These stupid people, don't you know that in the eyes of senior monks, these arrangements are as ridiculous as children playing house.
Juan sneered and looked at the young man standing alone with a knife. Could it be that this was Wu Gen, and he didn't look good at all. The body is not very strong, the momentum is not very powerful, and even the posture is like a street gangster peeking at the waist of someone else's eldest daughter-in-law, not at all like the vicious and cunning person described in the intelligence.
Bi Yi is a worshiper of the Heita family. Now that he is here, he must do something to avoid being chewed out when he goes back. But it's impossible to let yourself go all out. Fight if you can, and run if you can't. Otherwise, you won't leave the group of people here alone. You can advance or retreat.
"You are the tailless thieves. Who is Wu Gen? Come out and see us." Juan secretly summoned some magic power and shouted loudly to the people on the ground. His voice was like a bell, but it was quite majestic.
Wu Gen looked up at the sky helplessly, wondering if this person had read too many words. Could it be possible that he would have to call the battle before the battle, announce names, and start a lawsuit for a long time?
If he didn't want Zhuo Ke and Ha Ying to practice their skills, they would already be fighting together, and there would still be a chance for him to pretend to be this big-tailed wolf.
"I am Wu Gen. Who are you? There is something wrong with stopping us." Wu Gen took a step forward and tilted his head to look at Huan.
Juan stroked his long beard and pointed at the people below him, "I am the first-class worshiper of Huan in Master Heita's family. This time I have been ordered to arrest you and others. If you are wise, you can quickly throw down your weapons and surrender, and you can still save your life." If you insist on having your own way..."
Danglang, before he could finish speaking, Wu Gen had already thrown the broken knife in his hand to the ground.
What does this mean? Juan couldn't help but be stunned. Before he finished speaking the words he had thought of, could this person be demoted?
Wu Gen turned around and sat on the ground. Without even looking at the sky, he waved his hand and said, "Shoot him. It's so noisy."
