Looking at the huge pitch-black crossbow frame that shone with a cold luster in the sun, and the thick crossbow arrows that were as thick as an adult's arm, painted with tung oil, and extremely well maintained, the experts from the He family panicked.
Because just by looking at it, you can tell that it is not an ordinary octagonal heavy crossbow, but an octagonal immortal-killing heavy crossbow that can be controlled by infusing true energy. The reason why it is called the Zhuxian Heavy Crossbow is because its maximum range is as high as 3,000 steps, and within 1,500 steps, it can cause effective damage to the half-step power of the ninth level of the Sea Realm. Within 300 steps, It can give the half-step almighty no chance to dodge.
The He family is in the northeastern part of Central City, within the shooting range of more than twenty octagonal Immortal Killing crossbows on the two northeastern city walls.
Being targeted by so many terrifying gadgets, how could the masters of the He family not panic?
A total of one hundred and fifty eight-pointed eight-pointed immortal-killing heavy crossbows were set up on the four walls of the east, west, north and south. Only twenty-five of them could cause damage to the He family, and the rest were all out of range. So even though these one hundred and fifty eight-pointed Immortal-killing heavy crossbows were aimed at the He family, anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that they were covering the entire city and were on guard against other families.
These one hundred and fifty octagonal Immortal-killing heavy crossbows also show Qi Wuwei's tough attitude towards the five major families. Anyone who dares to cause trouble will be killed. If you are not convinced, just stand up and try.
In the meeting hall of the He family, the head of the family, He Tongtian, looked gloomy and terrifying. He slapped the table and roared: "The thief Qi Wuwei knows that our He family is the weakest among the five major families, so he picks on our He family first. It's really bullying." !”
"Master, I don't dare to kill him because of his incompetence!" A middle-aged man sitting on the right side of He Tongtian sneered, "My He family has a title to show the grace and power of His Majesty Su Huang. He is just a city lord. I have no right to decide the life or death of my He family!"
He Tongtian waved his hands irritably and said: "The emperor is far away, if the mountain is high, if he insists on killing him first and then showing off, how can you stand him? The sword is already on our necks, let's not talk about these useless things. Lao Wu, inside the military camp No news has been sent back yet? Is there any news from the Tang family?"
Lao Wu He Tongming stood up and replied: "As soon as the sky bell rang last night, the military camp entered a state of complete lockdown. Our people may not be able to find the right time, and there is still no news. I have ordered people."
"Report!" A shout outside the conference room door interrupted He Tongming's words.
He Tongming cheered up and said happily: "Maybe there is news in the military camp." After saying that, he shouted out the door: "Come in!"
The person outside the "house master" pushed the door in. As soon as he entered the door, he knelt down and cried sadly, saying: "Our people have all been executed!"
"What?!" He Tongtian suddenly jumped up from his chair when he heard the words. The chair clanged and he was bounced several steps away. He stared at the person kneeling on the ground and shouted: "What did you say?! Say it again!"
"Our brothers in the military camp were all executed. General Qiu spared my life because he asked me to bring a message back."
"Say." The color drained from He Tongtian's face, and he grabbed the edge of the table with both hands to make his body tremble less. His heart was bleeding, and the decades of hard work in the military camp were all gone in one night.
"General Qiu said that the He family is digging its own grave!"
"Haha!" He Tongtian burst into laughter and said miserably: "It's in vain that we have been on guard and cautious for decades and worked hard like thieves. It turns out..."
Speaking of this, He Tongtian felt filled with misery and was stuck in one place. His energy and blood surged back. He opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow. Yang Tian lamented: "It turns out they are all making wedding dresses for others!"
Why were decades of hard work wiped out overnight? There is only one reason, and that is that their self-righteous confidential operations are actually clearly visible under the eyes of others. Why do people pretend to be stupid and pretend they don’t know? It's just their money.
Thinking that all the money the family had invested in the military camp in the past few decades was used to make wedding clothes for others, He Tongtian spurted out another mouthful of old blood.
"Master, please take care of yourself!"
"I'm fine." He Tongtian waved his hands and continued to ask: "Where are the people from the Tang, Yu, Xue, and Ma families?"
"Just like us, they were all executed in public."
"Just step back."
"yes."
When the man left and closed the door, He Tongtian's expression showed a look of decadence. The uprooting of his operations in the military camp was a huge blow to him. He felt that he had always been firmly grasped by the officials and was left to his own devices. He jumped around and tried his best, but he never escaped from the official's grasp. huge
The frustration made him feel powerless, and he really wanted to throw away his burden and hide somewhere where no one was.
But He Tongtian knew that now was not the time for him to put down his burden. His eyes fell on He Bufan and his voice was hoarse: "Bufan, come with me to the City Lord's Mansion."
When He Bufan heard this, his face instantly turned pale. He stood up hurriedly and knelt down on the ground beside him, begging: "Father, I can't. If I go to the City Lord's Mansion, Qi Wuwei will definitely not let me go. Maybe he will sit down now. At home, are you waiting for the child to pass by and prepare to kill the chicken to scare the monkey? Father, save the child, the child doesn’t want to die!"
"For the He family, you need to make sacrifices, and you should be brave enough to sacrifice." He Tongtian said solemnly, "Right now, Qi Wuwei has only given us two ways to go, either admit defeat and give in, or fight stubbornly? There is still a chance of survival if we give in and give in. , stubborn resistance will only lead to death."
"Ask for help from the Tang Family. The Tang Family has the Xingchen Patriarch sitting in charge. Our five major families are united. The Tang Family will definitely not sit idly by." He Bufan said as if grabbing a life-saving straw.
"Haha" He Tongtian sneered, "Don't you understand yet? It's not Qi Wuwei who wants to deal with us, but the officials who want to deal with us. To put it bluntly, it's time to make a killing. Haha, I finally understand. .”
He Tongtian suddenly became enlightened, slapped the table and shouted: "I finally understand why the officials have not released food for disaster relief. It is because every city raises fat sheep like us. As long as we slaughter them at a critical moment, they will be saved." It can make the entire southern border breathe a sigh of relief. It should have been thought of long ago, it should have been thought of long ago! Back then, Emperor Su Huang relied on plundering a large amount of property from wealthy families to help them build and stabilize their country. He had tasted the benefits. How could you give up so easily? So you raised a batch of them yourself, which is convenient for supervision and slaughtering. Why not? Whether the knife is light or heavy depends on whether the fat sheep cooperate. "
As he spoke, his eyes suddenly sank, and he looked at He Bufan and said: "Bufan, do you want me to carry your head to the City Lord's Mansion? Or should you carry the thorn stick on your back and follow me to the City Lord's Mansion? Come and apologize for bearing the thorns. , maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.”
"I'll go!" He Bufan had no choice, because he knew that his life was not worth mentioning in the face of the survival of the family. If he refused to go, He Tongtian would definitely not miss the love between father and son and would mention his head. His head.
…
The Tang family is a secluded side courtyard. The owner of the family, Tang Yongning, is waiting respectfully in front of the door of a room, waiting for instructions from the ancestor of the Tang family in the room.
"Back then, I didn't let you put your hands into the army, and I asked you to develop your family honestly and dutifully, accumulate wealth, enrich your family heritage, and move forward steadily step by step. But you just refused to listen. You always thought you could cover it up with just one hand. God, who controls thunder and lightning, is so arrogant that he doesn’t even know his last name. What about now? Fetching water from a bamboo basket is in vain, but it has slowed down the pace of the family’s development." Tang Jiucai said in the room without emotion.
"Yongning knows his mistake, please punish me, ancestor." Tang Yongning bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
"You are indeed at fault and should be punished." Tang Jiucai said, "After handling this matter, you will step down as the head of the family and hand over the position of head of the family to Tang Yongjing."
Tang Yongning's face instantly turned pale, but he did not dare to question it.
"After you explain everything, you will report to the army." Tang Jiucai said, "I will say hello to you."
Tang Yongning's pale face instantly regained its vitality, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he secretly wondered what his ancestor's intention was with this arrangement.
But Tang Jiucai's tone darkened and he said: "Put away your scheming thoughts. I asked you to go and practice. It is just for training and has no other meaning. If I know that you dare to form a clique in the military camp and form a party for personal gain, I will I will kill you personally. Don’t you feel bored, good man, nesting in this small square earth wall all day long, doing intrigues and intrigues for a living? Go out for a walk and see the world."
"I will obey my ancestor's instructions!" Tang Yongning said respectfully. Listening to his ancestor comparing the huge Yancheng to a square earth wall, he suddenly felt a strange emotion in his heart, and he couldn't wait to get out of this place. Square earth wall.
"Go to the city lord's palace and tell Qi Wuwei that the Tang family will always be the most loyal warriors of the empire. The point where the imperial sword points is where our glory lies. Go ahead. Let Tang Yongjing come to see me." Tang Jiucai said.
"Yes. Yongning resigned." Tang Yongning bowed and resigned. When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he heard Tang Jiucai say: "By the way, I would like to remind the other four families to chop off their extended arms, legs and tails. Don't just think about eating the war achievements of our ancestors and forget about it.
The glory of our ancestors. The glory of our ancestors cannot be tarnished! "
"yes!"
…
In a dark and dilapidated hut in Nanshi City, a woman with a face as pale as paper was lying on a wooden bed with cloudy eyes. Her breathing was gradually weakening, and her vision and hearing were rapidly declining.
She could clearly feel her life force draining away rapidly.
The woman's hand was grabbing hard, but she had no strength. She only moved her fingers a few times.
Suddenly a rough and strong hand grabbed her hand, holding it tightly, unwilling to let go. Then another slightly soft hand grabbed it, with a small and tender hand.
The woman's heart suddenly calmed down.
She knew those were the hands of her son, daughter-in-law, and sweet grandson, and they were holding on to her, not wanting to let her go. Two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she didn't want to leave, because she had just turned forty and was not old enough to be put into a coffin.
But God is not very discerning, so he wanted to bring about a disease and take away her life. Maybe God is also a master who accepts softness and avoids toughness. Otherwise, why didn't he take the lives of those bad people, but he chose to take the life of a kind person like her?
…
In Beijiucheng, at the entrance of Tongfu Medical Center, there was a young man lying on the cold ground. There was a pool of bright red blood under his body, flowing from several deep wounds on his body.
He had just saved a good girl who was targeted by human traffickers, but she was stabbed several times by the extremely vicious traffickers. He was carried to the door of the medical center by a few well-meaning people. After the doctor examined him, he shook his head and sighed, saying that there was no way to save him.
His consciousness was gradually blurring, and he knew he was about to die. Two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He didn't want to die because he still had a sick old woman at home who needed to be taken care of.
…
Good people die every day and every moment in this world.
Some of them died of old age, while others died of natural disasters. They were unwilling to die and only hoped that the sky would have eyes to save them.
…
On the streets around Yaxuan, more and more people were complaining about Li Haoran. No one knew why they were so angry. Maybe it was for the "justice" in their hearts?
"Dude, what happened? Why are there so many people crowded here?"
"There are a few domineering outsiders who bully us Yancheng people, and together with the eldest lady of the city lord's palace, they set up a conspiracy to defraud people of their ancestral treasures. The young man who was deceived is named Li Haoran, and he is a little genius of the Li family. Because I trusted the eldest lady of the City Lord’s Mansion too much, I was accidentally deceived.”
"You don't know, Li Haoran is really good. He refused to be humiliated and killed himself in front of Tingyaxuan with a sword. He held the sword in both hands and died without falling. He was so angry that he refused to close his eyes. The young man died so tragically, We must seek justice for him."
"Li Haoran is dead?" Niu Dawa asked with wide eyes.
"My throat is severed, can I survive?"
"Did you die at the door of Tingyaxuan?"
"Yes. I am still standing at the door of Tingyaxuan. The head of the Li family has personally brought people here to seek justice for his son."
"Are you all here to seek justice for Li Haoran?"
"Yeah, what's wrong? Those damn foreigners must be brought to justice. Who are you? Your accent doesn't sound like us from Yancheng?"
"I'm a great boy."
"Niu Dawa? I don't know him."
"That's the domineering foreigner you mentioned." Niu Dawa introduced himself with a smile, but his eyes were shining with anger.
After hearing Niu Dawa's self-introduction, the man was startled for a moment, then he let out a babble, stepped back several steps to distance himself from Niu Dawa, then pointed at Niu Dawa and roared at the top of his voice: "A foreigner." The people are here! The murderers who forced Li Haoran to death are here! Look, he, they are the murderers!"
After he yelled like this, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and thousands of people looked over.
"Haha, it's really interesting." Taoist Tianwu laughed, but there was no emotion in his laughter. After speaking, he walked forward. The crowd in front of him was pushed away by a fierce force, and the crowded crowd suddenly turned upside down.
Zhang Xiaozu and the others followed Taoist Tianwu with cold faces. They wanted to ask the head of the Li family how they planned to seek justice for Li Haoran.
