Wuming and Ba Dao fled in embarrassment, and Showa Incheon could already predict their final outcome.
No matter how powerful the two were in martial arts, it was basically difficult to escape under the siege of hundreds of people.
With the arrival of the team directly under Su Qi'an's headquarters, the fighting at the pavilion was basically under control, and the killers who resisted were killed one after another without any accidents.
They had only one purpose for this trip, not to leave any future troubles. Since they had the guts to attack Su Qi'an, they had to be prepared to die. As for leaving them alive, there was no such thing.
The team directly under the headquarters controlled the situation and did not come to disturb Su Qi'an. Instead, they surrounded the area with a tacit understanding.
As for the fighting that was still going on in the woods behind, the soldiers who arrived seemed to have not heard anything and stood guard silently without saying a word.
The scene at this time was a bit dull. Looking at the soldiers maintaining order in front of him, Zhaohe Incheon looked away. He stared at Su Qi'an and said.
"The methods of Marquis Dongshan are really endless. I have seen it today. It seems that I have to agree to the two conditions you proposed, even if I don't agree."
"But there is one thing I would like to ask Dongshan Hou. If something unexpected happens to me when I return to Fusang, are you afraid that I will regret it? With the strength of Dongshan Hou at that time, I am afraid it will be beyond our reach."
Showa Incheon's words were very bold and straightforward. Normal people would not dare to say such words.
After all, the current environment is completely controlled by Su Qi'an's men, and things are about to come to an end.
Anyone who is thoughtful would not speak like this, but Showa Incheon had to say it with a hint of provocation.
Su Qian was very clear about Showa Incheon's thoughts. The three of them were all smart people. He dared to say this not because he was seeking death, but to gain some face for himself.
As a prince of Fusang, he came to visit Daliang, and even if the marriage failed, it was impossible for him to be suppressed like this by a Daliang military lord.
If this was spread back, he would lose face. Therefore, in this situation where he knew he was losing, Showa Incheon still insisted on doing this, which could be regarded as a disguised protest.
At the same time, he also wanted to know what Su Qi'an would do if he returned to Fusang and directly regretted his decision.
Naturally, Su Qi'an would not take the protest against Showa Incheon seriously. As for his other temptation, Su Qi'an would give him an explanation.
"I have said that the agreement between you and me is naturally based on the willingness of both parties. It is not impossible for Prince Incheon to regret it. Moreover, by that time, with my strength, it will be beyond our reach."
"But I have something that I want Prince Incheon to take a look at. I hope Prince Incheon will give up such thoughts after reading it."
"Oh? What?" Showa Incheon raised his eyebrows.
"Don't worry, you'll find out later." Su Qian picked up the tea cup again and said softly.
Seeing Su Qi'an like this, Showa Incheon couldn't help but wait with him.
As time passed by, about a moment later, a small group of people suddenly rushed out of the forest ahead.
This team is the team that hunted down Wuming and Ba Dao before, and the leader is the team leader.
In his hands were two cloth bags wrapped in blood. The team leader quickly came to Su Qi'an and reported with fists in his hands.
"Reporting to sir, Wu Ming and Ba Dao have been killed. The deputy corps leader has led other brothers to rescue the children's team. Special subordinates are here to report. These are the heads of these two people. Sir, please take a look."
"What are our casualties?" Su Qian nodded and said calmly.
"Mr. Hui, we lost nearly thirty brothers." said the subordinate.
"Well, please step back and follow the rules so that your fallen brothers can be buried alive."
"yes."
Just half the time the team left, the sounds of fierce fighting in the dense forest behind them gradually subsided.
After a while, in the dense forest behind, figures flashed, and a team of about ten people, dressed in black, slowly walked towards them.
These people have no words, but the aura they exude
, with a strong murderous intent, although there were only about a dozen people, but along the way, even the black-armored soldiers who maintained order could not help but give way.
From Showa Incheon's perspective, these people belonged to the same team as the eight people protecting Su Qi'an outside the pavilion.
Looking at their clothes and the aura exuding from their bodies, it can be seen that these people are not weak in strength, and the worst ones are at least above the first-class masters.
Nearly twenty first-class or above martial arts masters were enough to make him take a high look at Su Qi'an.
And with the return of this black-clad team, Showa Incheon's heart sank. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that Musashigawa and other samurai who protected him were probably buried in the woods behind him.
The team in black returned, led by what appeared to be a woman. She said to Su Qi'an, "In this battle, we killed fifteen first-rate masters, five top masters, and eight of our casualties."
After saying this, the leading woman led the team behind her and retreated to the side.
This team is not any other team. It is led by Wang Yan and is the "An" team that protects Su Qi'an personally.
The strength of this team is obvious to all. There are not many people, but the top ones are strong, and the worst ones have the strength of first-class masters.
He was Su Qi'an's true ace, and Su Qi'an felt very sorry for the loss of eight people in this battle.
But he knows that such casualties are necessary. When there is a battle, there are casualties. This is unavoidable. The only thing he can do is to continue training. Only when he is stronger can he improve in more difficult and dangerous battles in the future. Survival rate.
Not long after the "An" team finished the battle, a large group of people suddenly appeared in the distance.
The leader is a black-armored soldier. It is obvious at a glance that these people are the soldiers responsible for responding.
Among them was a group of people dressed as caravans, led by Tong Zhan.
At this time, Tong Zhan had a cold face, several scars on his body, and some damage to his clothes. He had obviously experienced a tragic battle.
And as soon as the battle ended, he rushed to Su Qian's side so fast that he didn't even have time to change his clothes.
Under the protection of the soldiers, Tong Zhan's eyes flickered, as if he was looking for something. When his eyes fell on Su Qi'an, his cold expression finally relaxed a lot.
He turned over and dismounted, cupped his fists towards Su Qi'an and said, "Sir, at the cost of twenty-five casualties, we will kill Fusang and all the fifty-two martial arts masters gathered from various prefectures."
Hearing this, Su Qian nodded slightly, turned his head and looked at Tong Zhandao.
"Well, you did a good job. Remember to protect the families of those fallen warriors and let them live the rest of their lives well."
"Please rest assured, sir, Sun Wen and the others have already made arrangements for this."
"Okay." Su Qian only said one word.
After a while, Tong Zhan took the people down to rest, while Showa Incheon on the other side looked at Tong Zhan and stayed a little longer.
If his guess is correct, the person in front of him is the second substitute arranged by Su Qian.
According to the battle report, more than fifty masters arranged by him, Su Zhe, and Su Tai were all killed.
This result really made him feel sad. Although not all of the fifty-odd people were top experts, the quality was still a bit poor.
But it was the mainstay in the hands of both sides. More than fifty people were lost in the ambush circle. In addition to the losses in the pavilion and dense forest, basically all the seventy or eighty experts they had safe were wiped out.
This kind of price was difficult for even Showa Incheon to bear, and he could guess it.
With Su Qi'an's strength, having twenty or thirty first-class masters in his hands is already the limit.
As for the inexplicably extra number of martial arts masters who suffered casualties, most of them were recruited privately.
This kind of recruitment is likely to conquer many local warriors through their performance in the ring competition.
In cooperation with Su Qi'an, I don't know what means were used to get these martial arts masters to join in, which ultimately led to this layout.
Being able to make arrangements in advance at the end of the arena competition
Even if the plan is not so comprehensive, being able to recruit these warriors in advance to prepare for emergencies is enough to show Su Qi'an's long-term and cautious attitude.
Zhaohe Ren's guess was correct, but Su Qi'an did not have that many first-rate warriors, half of whom were recruited through personnel recruitment.
But it was not by any means, but by just one sentence. In order to avoid being looked down upon by foreigners for the bloody nature of the Great Liang man, I asked all the warriors to fight the Fusang warriors together with the Marquis of Dongshan.
There was only this sentence, when these first-class warriors like lone rangers received invitations through the intelligence agency run by Sun Wen and Liu Meng.
Without hesitation, they all asked to join, not for anything else, but because they could breathe a sigh of relief for the Great Liang and prove that the men of the Great Liang were not weak to Fusang. Even if it meant fighting to the death, they would not hesitate.
They are warriors, not soldiers. Soldiers go to the battlefield to serve the country's mission, and they, warriors, also have their own way of fighting.
They have been waiting for this day for a long time, even if they die, it is worth it.
Because of this, Su Qi'an specially asked Tong Zhan to make arrangements for the families of these heroes.
Among these fallen warrior masters, there were many whom Su Qi'an knew, such as Xuedao Liu Hai, Wei Yun, etc.
These people all shine in the ring competition, but the battle is really cruel and fierce, and no one can predict who will survive to the end.
Su Qi'an respected these civilian warriors in his heart. After these people died in battle, Su Qi'an issued an ironclad order to protect their surviving family members. This was also Su Qi'an's promise to them.
This battle to encircle and suppress Su Qian ended with the annihilation of all the masters sent by Zhaohe Incheon, Su Zhe, and Su Tai.
After the report, Su Qian, who had been silent, put down the tea cup in his hand and said to Showa Incheon.
"Prince Incheon, after reading this, do you have any plans to regret it now?"
Su Qi'an's words seemed to be asking, without any threat, but Showa Incheon could hear the meaning behind the words.
He was silent for a long time before he spoke, "Dongshan Hou, I have to say that you are very powerful. I lost this time, and I am convinced that you lost."
