time flies.
Early November.
In Qinzhou City, when King Gao appeared, the people on both sides of the street spontaneously knelt down.
"Your Majesty——"
"Your Majesty——"
The shouts represent the most sincere feelings of the people.
They couldn't bear it.
He was reluctant to let his king leave Qinzhou.
Many old farmers wiped away tears.
This is no exaggeration at all. Before Xiao Yuan was appointed as the governor of Qinzhou, they had no clothes to keep them warm and no food to eat. They never had enough to eat for a day. They were repeatedly invaded by the Xirong, and they were displaced and their families were destroyed.
Xiao Yuan came, worked hard, defeated Xirong, led the old Qin people out of the bitter cold land, and brought peace to the world.
The lives of people now are completely different from before.
If Xiao Yuan's prestige in the world has reached its peak, then in Qin, he is a god.
The imperial court began to move to Chang'an, including the entire Qinzhou camp.
Hundreds of civil and military officials accompanied him.
In the team, many officials were accompanied by their family members and servants.
However, some people did not dare to take their assets with them at all, but had already sent them to Chang'an in advance.
For example, Ding Rong only had a simple carriage and two boxes of clothes. In the carriage sat his old wife and a driver.
This outfit caused countless people to sneer secretly.
Black flags fluttered.
The well-organized officers and soldiers of the Qin army were lined up in several long dragons, with halberds standing everywhere, and the end could not be seen at a glance.
Whenever you pass a city, the officials and people all kneel down and worship.
A few days later, Changfengping.
There were more than thirty men in the dense forest.
All of them were dressed in fine attire, and they were leaning against the tree in twos and threes, polishing their swords, and some were playing with crossbows.
Xie San was also among them. He pretended to clean his sword, but was secretly observing the surroundings.
This dense forest is in an excellent location. Almost no one comes here. After leaving the dense forest and climbing up a hill, you can see the official road below.
We have just found out that in half an hour, the team moving the capital of King Qin will pass by Changfengping Official Road.
Whether you can assassinate Qin or not, the success or failure will be in the near future!
Although people are rubbing their swords on their faces, no one is feeling anxious in their hearts.
The leader stood up.
Everyone subconsciously stopped what they were doing and looked over.
The leader glanced around and said straight to the point: "Today's matter is related to the important task of recovering the Great Spirit. Everyone must be determined to die in order to succeed in one blow!"
"Everyone, King Qin's chariot is about to pass through Changfengping. At that time, according to the designated plan, we will divide the left and right teams into two teams and attack the king's chariot at the same time! This will give Zhou Zhuang a chance to kill with one blow!"
As he spoke, he looked at a big man.
The big man stood up, more than two meters tall, as tall and strong as a hill, and the muscles in his arms were comparable to ordinary people's legs.
He was bare-chested, carrying an iron chain on his back, and at the other end of the iron chain was dragging a huge meteor hammer.
Obviously, the big man is the main force, and the others are auxiliary.
Seeing that the assassination was approaching, everyone's Adam's apple slipped and they couldn't help but swallow, and their hearts rose to their throats.
The King of Qin is powerful in the world, and his power of deterrence is unquestionable.
Thinking of the tall king's chariot, King Qin closed his eyes slightly, dressed in black royal clothes, with nine strings of jade beads swaying with the bumps on his forehead, and the King of Qin's sword at his waist.
Some people's hands have begun to tremble slightly.
They didn't know that outside, the secret whistle responsible for keeping watch had been wiped off the neck without anyone noticing.
Just when the leader was still preparing to continue mobilizing.
Suddenly, there was a whistle.
"what sound!?"
The leader was suddenly startled and immediately looked around, but before he could react, something unexpected happened.
Plop, plop!
Countless crossbow arrows shot out, killing more than a dozen people in just an instant.
More of them were nailed to the trees, and the arrow tails were still trembling wildly.
At this time, the crowd finally reacted. In the panic, the clanging sound of blocking was heard, and all the survivors began to hide behind trees in search of cover.
Plop, plop!
There was another round of sharp arrows, mixed with several miserable howls.
The tree trunks were covered with black arrow branches.
Fortunately, the forest was dense at this time, otherwise, if these two rounds of energy were shot down, not many of them would survive.
The leader hid behind a big tree, cold sweat slowly flowing down from his temples.
Even a fool knows that his side is being surrounded and suppressed by a large army.
He had just said that he was ready to die, but he was hiding behind a tree, not daring to show his head at all.
On the Qin side, the military aircraft battalion is responsible for intelligence, and Yang Zhao leads the Qingyi Guards for encirclement and suppression. The place has already been surrounded by water.
After the powerful shot, the crossbowmen gathered their crossbows and retreated.
Yang Zhao waved his right hand forward.
Following his movements, the sound of a sword being unsheathed was heard, and a large number of green-clad guards rushed into the forest.
The sounds of fighting soon started, and throughout the dense forest, there were sounds of weapons clashing everywhere, and pitiful howls could be heard from time to time.
Xie San placed himself in a safe position. As soon as the two sides met, he ran towards the Qin army screaming, holding a sign in his hand: "Don't shoot arrows! Don't shoot arrows! I'm from the military aircraft battalion." Secret agent! One of our own!"
He asked for this from Chen Jing, knowing that at the critical moment, it was enough to save his life.
Sure enough, when he saw this sign, the Qingyi Guards did not take action against him. Yang Zhaoyi said coldly: "Hand him over to the military aircraft camp."
"Yes!" Someone took the order and carried him away.
The fighting in the field continued, but as time passed, the sound of weapons clashing became less and less.
The leader of this group of assassins was hit by several swords and fell into a pool of blood long ago.
What kind of organization is the Tsing Yi Guard? It specializes in assassinations. There is no ordinary person, and there are even many masters.
To deal with these assassins is to crush them and kill them with three to five swords.
Yang Zhao also entered the field. Looking around, he saw blood splattered on the trees and many corpses on the ground.
Almost all the assassins were dead, except for a big man more than two meters tall who was still resisting.
Around him, several Tsing Yi guards were working together to attack.
Under the sharp sword, the big man roared angrily, and the huge meteor hammer drove the iron chain, making a clattering sound.
"Xiao Gao, be careful!"
There was a bang.
The meteor hammer hit a pine tree, breaking it in half.
Just now, he passed by the body of a green-clad guard, shocking him into a cold sweat.
The fight continues.
The big man's skills were not very high, but he was extremely powerful. With his brute force, he was extremely resistant to being hit. Even though there were a few blood marks on his body, he still managed to survive.
The fight had been going on here for a long time. Yang Zhao frowned slightly, grasped the hilt of the sword, unsheathed the sword at his waist, and stepped forward.
The cold light flashes, and the sword edge has arrived.
The big man turned a blind eye and punched him.
Yang Zhao avoided his sharp edge.
The green shadow shook like a ghost.
Without seeing any movement from him, the man was already at the side of the big man, with the sword in his hand sweeping across.
Blood mist sprayed, and this sword was as fast as lightning.
The big man covered his neck, staggered back, and fell to the ground.
Yang Zhao instantly pulled back the sheath and finished it in one go. (End of chapter)
