At Shenshi, Su Xiaolou, who was about to go to the Yamen, saw a shocking scene. Master Mingdu, who was usually serious about words and cherished his words like gold, was holding his orchid fingers on the rockery, swinging his sleeves and robes, tapping the rockery with his toes, his body light and spinning. ,jump……
Is this... dancing?
Didn't he go to catch the demon sect demon?
Two doctors were worried at the foot of the mountain carrying medicine boxes. Several government officials went up to tie Mingdu down, but they were kicked down after a few moments.
The doctor said anxiously: "Master Baihu, please don't be confused by the poison. Wake up, Master Baihu, don't jump, come down and drink the medicine."
"Yes! Master Baihu."
"Does Master Mingdu look good dancing?"
Su Xiaolou turned around and saw that it was Yan Baihu. He asked in confusion: "What's wrong with Ming Baihu? Do you want to change into a shemale?"
"This is the poison of Wulian Powder. It makes the poisoned person confused and confused, and he will dance until he dies from exhaustion."
"Is there no antidote?"
"Wulian Powder comes from the Western Regions. We haven't found a way to detoxify it yet. We can only use acupuncture to delay the poison."
Su Xiaolou couldn't help but sigh that the poison in the Western Region was so powerful. Even if the poison was cured, it would be embarrassing in the future, and there would be no need to see anyone in the underworld.
Yan Baihu grabbed Su Xiaolou and pulled him away: "Let's go. The Governor of Lei Town has specifically ordered that the Jinyi Guards are not allowed to visit the Hades City. Violators will be punished with the rod."
Su Xiaolou asked: "Is the Demon Cult so powerful? Even Master Mingdu has been tricked by it."
Yan Baihu explained: "This time our Jinyiwei sent many elites to inquire about the Demon Sect. These people either disappeared or died. Only a few people came back. The strength of the Demon Sect should not be underestimated!"
Su Xiaolou's heart skipped a beat. The demon sect was growing stronger and invading the Central Plains. It was only a matter of time before the court sent troops to encircle and suppress them. Now the situation was far more tense than he imagined.
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At dawn the next day, as soon as Su Xiaolou arrived at the Zhenfu Division, he heard that several of the Jinyi guards who had returned were also seriously injured.
Su Xiaolou became even more uneasy when he was patrolling the streets. The imperial court would not send their Jinyi Guards to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect. The Demon Sect is so powerful and Mingdu is so powerful, but they have been attacked, and he only knows a little bit of boxing and kicking. What if he really went like this? Wouldn't it be impossible to come back?
Is there any way not to go? Can the wounded not need to go?
Su Xiaolou looked at the carriage passing by. The huge impact was enough to make people feel like they were flying. I don’t know which part goes to the ground first.
No, no, it's too risky. If it doesn't work out, you'll die young.
"Everyone, come to our weapons shop and take a look. They are all the best weapons."
When Su Xiaolou entered the door, he saw a huge hammer. Looking at his leg, it had been injured for a hundred days. There was no reason to let the wounded go up to suppress the bandits.
He picked up the hammer with one hand, but couldn't pick it up for a long time. Then he used two hands to pick it up with all his strength.
No, no, if you hit the leg, it will break the leg and make it impossible to reconnect it. From now on, you can only use a wheelchair.
Xiong Er held a well-forged dagger and couldn't put it down: "Boss, look at this dagger. It blows the hair off, cuts off the hair, and cuts iron like mud. It is a good weapon at first glance."
When Su Xiaolou saw that it was indeed a good weapon, he couldn't help but touch it with his hand, cutting iron like clay. What if he lost too much blood? There was no blood bank in ancient times, so he quickly withdrew his hand.
"Boss, you were so surprised that you smashed it?"
"It's okay. You guys should pick out some weapons that suit your hands. You might be able to use them soon."
Xiong Er asked in confusion: "What's going on, boss?"
"It feels like there's going to be a war."
Several people gathered around and asked curiously: "Who are you fighting with?"
"Which traitor is the most provocative now? What are the Jin Yiwei doing so busy lately?"
"Demon Cult? Boss, was this what you were thinking about just now?"
"I'm thinking how can I not participate in the encirclement and suppression? Mingdu is considered a master among our Jinyi Guards, and it has become like that. The few of us are just going to be cannon fodder."
"Boss, didn't you say two days ago that the devils of the Demon Cult are just a bunch of shady rats? If we want to destroy them, you will be the first to beat them all over the ground."
"Did I say that?"
Several of Su Xiaolou's losers nodded in agreement.
He said angrily: "Okay! I said that if there is a war, I will be the first to go to the battlefield, but if there is a war, my bottom line is not to be a traitor."
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In the afternoon, Su Xiaolou received urgent news that all the Jin Yiwei of the Town Office were going to the school grounds to gather. They said there was something important to announce. Su Xiaolou felt that it was coming. I didn't expect it to be so fast.
After the crowd gathered, the field was silent. Ambassador Lei Zhen was wearing a five-clawed python satin red robe and an embroidered spring knife on his waist. He stood on the high platform and said solemnly: "We, the Jinyi Guards, are born to protect our people, the Ming Dynasty." , the Demon Cult rose in the Western Regions, but they overestimated their capabilities, abducted the people, robbed wealthy businessmen, and poisoned the south of the Yangtze River. The emperor's decree ordered me, the Jinyi Guards in Nanjing, to deploy elite soldiers and generals to encircle and suppress the Demon Cult's demons."
Su Xiaolou sighed in his heart, he couldn't escape what was coming, and he couldn't stop what was going.
Although there are thousands of Jinyi Guards in Nanjing, except for the handymen, doctors, guards, and jailers who are stationed in the government offices, the most that can be sent out is only 2,000. The Jinyi Guards in Nanjing City have been at ease for too long, and many of them have swords in their hands. They are already dull. The emperor asked them to encircle and suppress a group of murderous desperadoes.
Su Xiaolou seriously suspected that the Jin Yiwei in Nanjing City had been eating dry food for too long, and wanted to take this opportunity to eat it in one pot.
The Jin Yiwei below were also talking about it, and no one wanted to go.
With a movement from the Governor of Lei Zhen, everyone stopped talking, and there was silence. The Governor of Lei Zhen continued: "Everyone present, their families all live here, and they have lived here for many generations. This is our home. Now those demon cult monsters are abducting your brothers and sisters, humiliating your wives and daughters, and robbing your families of their hard-earned money. How can we, the hot-blooded men, be subjected to such humiliation? The imperial court also knew that this trip was dangerous, and mobilized the mighty Give us your war horses and extremely lethal fire guns."
The crowd in the audience was excited, and they heard some people who regarded all cold weapons as useless. They were full of confidence and shouted:
"Eradicate the demon cult monsters!"
"Eradicate the demon cult monsters!"
"Eradicate the demon cult monsters!"
Su Xiaolou was so impressed by Lei Zhenfu that his morale was mobilized in just a moment.
When Lei Zhenfu saw the anger burning in the eyes of everyone in the audience, he knew that the emotions were almost in place, and then said: "Anyone who captures or kills a demon sect member will be rewarded with ten taels of silver; whoever captures or kills a demon sect leader will be rewarded with a reward of ten taels of silver." Fifty taels of silver; if you capture or kill a low-level protector of the Demon Cult, you will be rewarded with a silver tael, and you will be promoted to one level; if you capture or kill a high-level protector or leader of the Demon Cult, you will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver, and you will be given a flying fish suit, and you will be promoted to three levels in a row. "
After hearing such a generous reward, everyone in the audience was eager to try and gear up.
Su Xiaolou didn't expect that the imperial court would issue firecrackers. If he had known about it, he wouldn't have bought it. He spent a hundred taels of silver in vain, which was really painful.
The guards were carrying several large boxes, and when they discovered the arrival of guns and ammunition, everyone's enthusiasm waned.
Guns and ammunition were distributed step by step. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer guns, the quality of the guns was getting worse and worse, and there was a serious shortage. When they were distributed to Su Xiaolou and his wife, they only had one blunderbuss, and eight people shared one blunderbuss.
Su Xiaolou began to feel lucky that he still had a sacred fire gun. It was better not to worry about whether it was his private property when life and death were at stake.
The governor of Lei Town decided to divide his troops into three groups and go to Luzhou Prefecture, Anqing Prefecture and Raozhou Prefecture respectively. He personally led 800 troops to Anqing Prefecture, sitting in the middle and strategizing, forming a triangle with Luzhou Prefecture and Raozhou Prefecture on both sides, which could support each other.
Su Xiaolou's team followed Envoy Lei Zhen to Anqing Mansion, which must have been intentional arrangement by Envoy Lei Zhen.
After the disbandment, Su Xiaolou led the henchmen to pick up the majestic war horses drawn from the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division. When they got there, they saw, OK! There were even mules and donkeys mixed in there.
Su Xiaolou secretly gave the guard a piece of gold leaf, and the guard picked out eight good horses from among the dwarfs.
