While Marco Polo was thinking about his future, Antony's assassins were approaching him quietly.
They have surrounded Marco Polo, and with just one order, they can fire a volley of arrows and shoot Marco Polo into a hedgehog.
However, just when their leader was about to give the order, Marco Polo suddenly let out an ouch and got into the grass.
The assassins were shocked: Is this person so alert?
But they soon discovered that this was not the case at all.
Marco Polo was simply anxious.
Although he could be shot to death with a volley of arrows while he was using the toilet.
But what about after being shot to death? He always has to verify his identity, but everyone feels a little dirty and would rather wait for him.
I heard that Da Qin is a civilized country. When killing people, they will let the prisoners on death row have a feast at the last moment.
As for the Kingdom of the Gods, although it is not as civilized as Great Qin, it is a great mercy to allow death row prisoners to use the toilet when they are about to die.
So they waited for Marco Polo, and they waited for an hour.
The assassins were getting impatient, and Marco Polo's legs were numb.
Marco Polo recently made a fortune. Once he had money, he couldn't help but start building.
Eat meat every day, drink every day, stay up late and fool around.
Ever since...the intestines were not smooth.
"Oh, I really miss those days when I was poor and happy eating coarse grains." Marco Polo sighed quietly.
After hearing this, the assassins around felt a little sad.
Only the rich can express such pretentious sentiments.
Finally, Marco Polo pulled up his pants and stood up.
The assassins were overjoyed and rushed towards Marco Polo.
Marco Polo was startled and shouted: "Spare your life, I have money."
The assassins were stunned for a moment.
Money is something that everyone wants.
The assassins were completely affected by the word money and stopped subconsciously.
Marco Polo was paying.
When he passed the Evil Wolf Valley, he was a little bit murmuring in his heart, because he had long heard that there was a group of thieves in the Evil Wolf Valley who specialized in robbing homes and merchants coming and going.
Marco Polo felt that he was alone and his target was relatively small. Moreover, the Kingdom of the Gods was currently at war with the Qin people, so these bandits should be unable to retreat.
It's not such a coincidence to meet them, right?
As a result, by coincidence, I actually met them.
So Marco Polo began to implement his second plan: spending money to buy his life.
Now Marco Polo does not care about money because she found that she can make money.
As long as you think about it, you can make a lot of money. So it doesn’t hurt at all to spend money on life.
If the money is gone, you can still make more, but if your life is gone, then there is nothing.
However, when Marco Polo took out the money and saw the person opposite, he was immediately stunned.
At first, he thought he had met people from Qin, because the clothes of these people looked so much like people from Qin.
But when he took a closer look, he felt something was wrong, because the people in front of him were clearly members of his own race.
This... could this be the bandit in the Wolf Valley? But when bandits were plundering, why did they pretend to be Qin people?
Could it be... to put the blame on the Qin people?
That's not right. They are bandits and they are doing things in the dark. Is it necessary to pretend to be Qin people?
Marco Polo looked at these people puzzled.
The assassins, however, couldn't stand it any longer.
They all said: "Get the money out quickly."
Marco Polo said cautiously: "It's no problem to take out the money. To be honest, I just prepared this money for you heroes."
"You see I have money on this donkey, right? I have hidden money elsewhere. As long as you leave me alive, I will take you to dig out the money."
The assassins were very excited. They didn't expect that this hard work would bring extra money.
So they urged Marco Polo even more eagerly to get the money.
Marco Polo coughed dryly and said: "It's not impossible for me to get money. The key is... everyone... can you tell me who you are?"
"Please swear in the name of the gods that you will never lie to me."
The assassins hesitated, but in the end they could not withstand the temptation of money.
The leader said honestly: "We are General Anthony's people."
When Marco Polo heard this, he was overjoyed. He quickly said: "Then we are a family. Have you mistakenly admitted the wrong person? I am a hero personally recognized by General Anthony."
Marco Polo then took out his medal.
However, the assassins around him were unmoved.
They all looked at Marco Polo meaningfully.
The leading assassin said quietly: "Your medal doesn't work. Do you understand what it means?"
Marco Polo was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.
He was not stupid and had already guessed what was going on.
Anthony sent someone to assassinate him. The reason is self-evident.
A few days ago, Marco Polo was telling stories in the army. Many soldiers were tempted and fled.
At that time, Marco Polo vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he did not pay too much attention to it because he was making too much money at the time and the money came in too quickly.
But now, Marco Polo suddenly woke up and found that he was already on Anthony's death list.
It’s completely understandable that Anthony wants to kill someone.
What Marco Polo is worried about now is how to save his life.
He thought for a long time and found no way to save his life.
His life probably no longer belongs to him.
This time, even sending money is useless.
Marco Polo sighed and said to the assassin: "Can you let me die facing my hometown?"
The assassins nodded in agreement.
Marco Polo turned around and looked at his hometown in the distance.
One of the assassins said: "Before you die, tell us where you hid your money."
Marco Polo patted the donkey beside him: "They are all here."
The assassin didn't believe it: "Didn't you say that there is still a part hidden?"
Marco Polo said: "That is a lie to you, lest you take my money and kill me with a knife."
The assassins lowered their heads and deliberated for a while, then thought that Marco Polo was now lying.
Before killing him, he should be tortured and asked to find out where the treasure was hidden.
After hearing this, Marco Polo wanted to slap himself in the face.
Damn it, isn’t this a bitch looking for trouble for himself?
"Ah...ah...ah..."
In the desolate wilderness, a man's cry came.
Accompanying this cry was the sound of whipping.
Marco Polo released the pain in his body to his heart's content, and his screams echoed back and forth in the valley.
The assassin leader said: "This won't work. People will hear it. It would be bad if those Qin soldiers leave and come back."
The other assassins understood and found a piece of tree root and stuffed it into Marco Polo's mouth.
As a result, Marco Polo's screams turned into a whimpering sound.
It sounds unique.
Zhao Tuo watched for a while. At this time, a pawn came back carrying a big box.
Zhao Tuo asked: "How's it going?"
The soldier patted the box, smiled and said, "Don't worry, sir, I have recorded all their conversations."
Zhao Tuo nodded and said: "The sound is not the point, the point is the picture."
Another pawn next to him said: "Don't worry, sir. I have also taken the photo. The picture is very clear."
Zhao Tuo nodded with satisfaction.
He waved his hand and said, "Go and save that unfortunate guy."
Then, the Qin soldiers jumped out.
The assassin heard the movement behind him, and when he turned around and saw Qin Bing, they were all frightened.
What they feared most was the intervention of Qin soldiers. Now that they saw Qin soldiers appearing, they immediately fled in a swarm.
After all, they don't want to be sprayed twice by that weird-looking pipe.
Zhao Tuo looked at the escaped assassin and was speechless: Are people from this barbarian country so unbeatable? In this case, Feng Quli has been fighting for so long but still failed to defeat the barbarian country. Is he too incompetent?
In fact, it’s no wonder these barbarians are too timid.
They were really confused by the fighting method they had never seen before. When the Qing Dynasty faced off against the foreign devils, wasn't it true that tens of thousands of people were beaten to pieces by thousands of others?
Technology has developed to this point, and the number of people is no longer the most important thing.
Marco Polo narrowly escaped death and saw a familiar face when he opened his eyes. Then he cried loudly and hugged Qin Ren without letting go, as if he had seen his relatives.
Marco Polo met the Qin people for the second time.
From the first time, he had a good impression of the Qin people. Otherwise, he would not have praised the Qin people so much when he was telling the story.
Now for the second time, the Qin people saved his life again.
One can imagine the excitement in Marco Polo's heart.
Zhao Tuo patted Marco Polo on the shoulder, smiled slightly, and said, "Are you planning to return home?"
Marco Polo nodded, and then said with some disappointment: "If I don't go back, I'm afraid I'll still be dead after I go back."
Zhao Tuo smiled and said: "Since you don't want to go back, why not follow us?"
Marco Polo nodded vigorously.
After this time, he finally understood. After going round and round, he should still surrender to the Qin people.
The country of the gods is too dangerous.
The deputy general asked Zhao Tuo: "General, are we going back to Da Qin?"
Zhao Tuo smiled slightly: "There is no rush at the moment. It is said that the Exalted Immortal has opened a place here. Let's go visit first. It doesn't matter if we delay for a day or two."
"Our food and grass have been exhausted, and our horses are also very sleepy. Why don't we take a rest and set out in high spirits. Sharpening the knife will not stop chopping wood."
The soldiers all nodded.
They were all extremely excited at the thought of meeting the banished immortal.
Marco Polo next to him was even more excited.
"What? Going to see the banished immortal? Is this the legendary banished immortal?" Marco Polo's palms began to sweat.
…………
Feng Quili was sitting in the tent. He was fine now. The annoying Wang Wu had left.
But even though Wang Wu was gone, Feng Quli couldn't calm down in his heart.
Who knows whether this Wang Wu is alive or dead? I don’t know if those assassins succeeded.
Oh, that's really worrying.
At this time, Feng Jia walked in lightly.
Feng Quili asked: "What's going on? Is there any news?"
Feng Jia shook his head.
He whispered: "Master, the Wolf Valley is very far away from here. I'm afraid it will take three or two days to get there."
Feng Quili nodded slightly.
Feng Jia smiled and said: "Master, don't worry, this time it will be absolutely foolproof. How many people are there in Zhao Tuo's group? And I sent out hundreds more people. Even if they are all highly skilled in martial arts, they will definitely die."
Feng Quli thought for a while and felt that this made sense, so he nodded slightly.
At the same time, hundreds of miles away, Anthony was also worried.
Now that annoying Marco Polo has left, but Anthony's heart is not very peaceful.
It is not known whether Marco Polo is alive or dead.
If he dies and everything is easy, he will immediately put the responsibility on the Qin people, and then in the name of avenging the heroes, reorganize his army, lead angry soldiers, and seek revenge on the Qin people.
He was sure that with such soldiers, the Qin people could be defeated.
However, it would be terrible if Marco Polo was still alive.
If Marco Polo was allowed to return to his hometown smoothly, he would definitely add fuel to the fire and tell the people what he had seen here.
By that time, will the people of the Kingdom of Gods yearn for Qin people? That's a huge sin.
Anthony sighed, drank a glass of wine, and waited nervously for the news.
At the same time, in Li Shui's camp, Wang Wu and Marco Polo were looking at each other sympathetically.
Marco Polo said, "I am a storyteller."
Wang Wu said: "I am a book writer."
Marco Polo said: "I have some fame."
Wang Wu said: "I am also somewhat famous."
Marco Polo said: "I was hunted before."
Wang Wu said: "I have been assassinated before."
Marco Polo said: "It was my own people who assassinated me."
Wang Wu said: "The person who assassinated me was also a member of my race."
Marco Polo said: "I was rescued by General Zhao Tuo."
Wang Wu said: "I was also rescued by General Zhao Tuo."
The two of them held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes, and suddenly felt the urge to become brothers.
Li Shui looked at Zhao Tuo with a smile: "If you return to Xianyang City this time, Your Majesty will definitely be very happy."
Zhao Tuo said humbly: "If it weren't for the new invention of Banning Immortal, how could it have been so smooth in the end?"
Now Zhao Tuo is really convinced and convinced.
Li Shui smiled and said, "Did you take some photos before?"
Zhao Tuo said: "Yes."
Li Shui smiled: "It just so happens that I recently opened a newspaper here. If you give me the photo, I can publish it in the next issue."
Zhao Tuo looked at Li Shui in confusion: "Why is there a newspaper here?"
Li Xin stared blankly at the side: "It's boring."
Li Shui coughed dryly and said: "Of course it's not because of boredom. If we want to conquer a place, we naturally need to increase publicity. We will say that we are good and the enemy will be said to be bad. And newspapers are best suited for this. "
