"Come out, the master of the village will surrender himself. No one else can resist. Otherwise, they will definitely kill all the chickens and dogs. Don't blame us for being cruel."
Early morning hours.
In the northwest corner of Xiapi, the Chen family manor has just woken up.
Soldiers and horses are training, servants are cleaning, smoke is rising, and people are noisy...
At this time, a loud shout was heard outside the village.
Immediately afterwards, the horses' hooves were like thunder, the footsteps were clattering, and from far to near, a military formation suddenly rushed in with murderous intent.
The noise in the village suddenly stopped, and horns were blaring at various sentry positions.
A cold shout sounded: "Prepare the army for war and follow me to meet the enemy."
But it’s the Lotus girl.
She turned over and was already on the horse. With both swords raised, she led more than a hundred riders and roared towards the entrance of the manor with murderous intent.
Behind the cavalry, seven hundred infantrymen held spears or raised swords and shields, and followed closely with small steps.
In the past few days, they had eaten well, slept well, and distributed large amounts of meat and medicinal materials at no cost, making the Chen family's soldiers feel like they were dreaming. They had never imagined such a good life.
The most important thing is that the current head of the family, Chen Yuanzhen, will personally teach martial arts with a stick.
Although the stick hit their bodies, it was extremely painful, but every time they were hit, their strength would increase a little. After correcting all the flaws, they could even feel that the meat and medicinal materials they had eaten in their stomachs had all turned into strength. , generated bit by bit.
This is the foundation for settling down and establishing a life.
After just three days of training, almost everyone felt that their strength had increased by more than 50%. At the same time, they also felt that the movements that they could not do in the past and the bow that they could not draw could now be felt. It turned out to be very easy.
'It only takes half a month to train a strong soldier in the world...'
This is a consensus shared by everyone from top to bottom.
In view of this, everyone from the generals to the family soldiers were still completely devoted to Zhang Kun, the new head of the family.
Now, even if the eldest son Chen Deng and Chen Yuanlong sent eight sedans to invite them, they were unwilling to leave.
Fame and fortune are far out of reach, and the future of painting is only in the horizon. What can really be grasped is the real power.
As long as you become stronger, in today's troubled times, where can you not live and work?
Even the stupidest and stupidest soldier can actually calculate this account clearly.
So the war drums sounded.
The manor's soldiers immediately became murderous and desperate.
Days like this are hard-won, so don’t ruin them.
No matter who comes, even the King of Heaven will fight with him...
Although the army and horses outside sounded very powerful, it would still take some time to get closer. At this time, it was too late to fight.
Two people and horses were facing each other in the open space in front of the village.
The Chen family has a large business, and the manor occupies a very large area. It is located in Xiapi territory, just like a small city within a city, and no one thinks it is wrong on weekdays.
This is the case in this era. Rich families have privileges, and even local officials turn a blind eye.
At this time, it is very convenient to fight, and it will not disturb the people.
…
In the master's study in the backyard, Lu Lingqi opened her eyes in confusion when she heard the cry of death, suddenly jumped up, picked up the two iron halberds, and rushed out the door.
The foundation here is eight feet high, and the field of vision is extremely wide. You can look at the two opposing formations at a glance. You can see the black-armored soldiers pouring over like a tide, and you can also see the Chen family soldiers scattered in the manor, quickly gathering. Under the leadership of a female general, they rushed forward.
"Soldiers fight to the death, and the morale of the army can be used. Mr. Chen, if your military training method can be extended to the entire army, who in the world would dare to stand in its way?"
Lu Lingqi has practiced two hundred "embroidered bow camps" by herself. She spends a lot of time on brainwashing, sleeping and waking up together, and teaching battle formations. She doesn't know the pain of training.
However, she felt that even in the Xiu Gong Battalion where she had been training for two years, the morale of the soldiers was still not so blazing.
It seems that these people are not going to fight, but to fight hard.
"This is the principle, but the consumption is too great. Just training these 800 soldiers, with the massive wealth left by the Chen family in Xiapi, can only last three months. Not to mention Xiapi, even the entire Xuzhou , the whole state can support them, and they can only train up to 10,000 elite soldiers at most..."
Zhang Kun smiled and shook his head.
This is only possible because his spirit is soaring and his strength is gradually weakening.
If others want to train troops like this, they will probably waste a lot of resources.
Whether you can develop a strong army that can fight is a matter of luck.
When you encounter good seedlings, you will train a strong army; when you encounter soldiers with poor foundation, even if you use all the resources, they will still be weak chickens in the end.
This is actually the biggest reason why the major princes have too few elite soldiers.
It's easy to think of it as an extension to the entire army. I wonder, who else in the world can be as good at instructing and blending Qi and blood as he is, and creating tailor-made exercises to enhance strength.
If you can't do that, you can only stare.
"Go and have a look."
Lu Lingqi obviously also figured this out. After praising it, she no longer envied it. This was other people's special skills. They couldn't learn it. There was nothing they could do about it.
She fought hard for most of the night last night, until her muscles and bones were weak, and she improved even more with what she learned. Under the huge pressure, Bawang Jifa vaguely understood the essence of the "Ba" formula, and she was in a very good mood at this time.
However, because it was too late for the sparring session, my body was soaked with sweat, and it was dark outside, so it was not easy to rush back. Out of his bold temperament, he simply asked the Chen family's two maids to prepare hot water, took a bath, asked for a clean robe, put it on, casually tied his hair into a ponytail, and lay down on the bench undressed. .
He didn't care whether there was anything wrong with this approach.
At this time, Lu Lingqi, wearing a sky blue robe, walked side by side with Zhang Kun and came to the gate of the manor.
Seeing the two of them appear, even the tense soldiers on both sides weakened at the same time and stopped shouting to fight and kill.
More often than not, they were whispering to each other.
On the contrary, General Hou Cheng, who was leading the way, had his eyes widened and his heart was furious.
The look in Zhang Kun's eyes seemed to sparkle.
"Marquis Wen is busy with affairs and can't spare any time to clean up the silverfish in the city. Unexpectedly, your Chen family has become a problem. There is also a troop hidden in Xiapi City."
Hou Cheng slowly drew the knife in his hand, pointed the blade directly at Zhang Kun, and sneered: "You think you can destroy the morale of our army by using such despicable means. Just because of your low status, you are seeking your own death."
After saying this, he looked at Lu Lingqi again, his eyes resting on her azure men's robe for a long time, and then he said hoarsely: "Miss, please return to camp, don't ruin Wen Hou's family tradition. , it would not be good if it affects the marriage."
After Hou Cheng said this, he didn't care that Lu Lingqi's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He drew his bow in his hand, shot three arrows in one bow, and swish...
One arrow was shot at Zhang Kun, another arrow was shot at Lian Hua, who was riding in the lead, and the other arrow was shot at Qiao San, who was running quickly behind him with a giant ax in his hand.
This person can rank among Lu Bu's eight capable generals with his archery skills, so he is certainly worthy of praise.
Where the strings sounded, three arrows shot out in unison, like shooting stars chasing the moon, with almost no shadow visible, and they shot in front of the three people.
Sitting on her horse, Fourth Sister Hua saw a flash of cold light. She had no time to swing her sword to cut her, so she had to fall backwards. The arrow shot past her nose, breaking several strands of hair...
But Qiao San shrunk and stood with the giant ax in front of him.
"clang……"
There was a loud noise.
His steps paused slightly and he took five steps back uncontrollably.
When he lowered his head and looked down, he saw a knuckle-deep hole on the axe's surface, almost piercing the giant axe.
I was also shocked.
There's something weird about this arrow.
Turning to look at his lord, he saw an arrow stopped between two fingers. The arrow shaft was crushed to pieces and thrown to the ground.
'That's right, with my lord's ability, let alone Hou Cheng's arrow, even if it was Wen Hou's arrow, there would be nothing he could do, so I'm worried in vain. '
"It's a small skill, can you only shoot arrows? You might as well shoot a few more arrows and see."
Zhang Kun crushed the arrow shaft, his eyes slightly cold.
He originally didn't want to get involved in the attack and defense of Xiapi so soon. He just wanted to secretly develop his own power. When the troops were ready, he would subdue the surrounding forces with overwhelming force.
Presumably, at the critical moment in Xiapi, as long as they showed a certain degree of combat power, Lu Bu did not dare to push too hard, and they were also afraid of provoking resistance from the aristocratic families in the city. By then, the fighting had not started outside yet, so there would be a few games inside.
Die faster.
The only thing I didn't expect was that Hou Cheng would come to the door so quickly.
It’s not difficult to understand if you think about it carefully.
Generals like Hou Cheng followed Lu Bu here and there, not because of any great beliefs or loyalty to the Han Dynasty.
Their idea is very simple, just to make great achievements.
Whoever can lead them to a successful career will be followed.
Of course, this is what most people think too...
The tone is set too high, and no one can be deceived except the ignorant and stupid people.
So, the reason why he came to the door so quickly must be because he heard the news that Lu Lingqi ran away from home...
Why are you so anxious to get angry?
The reason is simple. Hou Cheng and others, like Chen Gong, hope that Marquis Wen will marry his daughter, make amends, and bring in reinforcements.
Whether you are marrying a girl or giving her away, it is not a problem to kneel down and beg in shame... As long as you can survive and successfully survive this disaster, then everything is fine.
As for whether Yuan Shu would value the daughter of the Lu family and whether he would ridicule her, it has nothing to do with them.
If you sacrifice a mere woman, you can get such huge benefits, even pie in the sky is not enough to describe its beauty.
Therefore, in the eyes of Hou Cheng and others, Lu Lingqi disobeyed everyone's arrangements and ran away from home privately, which was simply treason.
In particular, this woman is still entangled with other men, and she looks a little unclean. This is simply destroying the marriage. If the news reaches Yuan Shu, let alone sending troops to save him, he will not send troops to fight. Very generous.
Understanding is understanding, but Zhang Kun is not prepared to let anyone act wild in front of his house.
Not even ready to wait any longer.
Since you are already riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off, then attack the tiger first.
Because he had already seen Wei Xu, Song Xian and others arriving with troops and horses.
You may be fine if you wait for three thousand soldiers to surround you and launch an attack at the same time, but eight hundred soldiers have not yet been trained, so if you can survive one third of them, you are considered lucky.
That's not bad.
"If you shoot me with an arrow, then take my sword. If you don't die, I will let you live."
Zhang Kun jumped on his horse and took the three-pointed, two-edged sword into his hand. He turned the horse's head, pinched it lightly under his crotch, and rushed towards Hou Cheng with both man and horse.
Three arrows were fired from the front, in the shape of a pin, towards the head, face and chest.
Zhang Kun's face was as cold as ice. He swiped the three-pointed sword in front of his horse and the three arrows turned into powder.
It's too late, but it's soon.
Before Hou Cheng could urge his horse to shoot an arrow again, Zhang Kun was already in front of him. Bayi Chinese website
The sword fell down like thunder.
There was a slight flash of cold light, and amid the violent air explosion, the blade had already reached Hou Cheng's head.
"not good."
The sword was fast and urgent. Before the sword fell, a strong wind enveloped Hou Cheng's body, making Hou Cheng's whole body stiff and unable to dodge.
He could only bite the bullet and raise his long sword horizontally, thinking that after blocking the sword, he would immediately retreat into the formation and destroy the siege of the army.
The idea is very good.
However, he far underestimated Zhang Kun's strength and the ferocity of the sword.
Although he still retains 30% to 40% of his strength, with a strength of over two thousand kilograms, what is the concept of wielding a long weapon weighing one hundred and sixty-eight kilograms.
That is to destroy everything.
Just as Hou Cheng raised the sword in his hand, the sword, the man, the man and the horse were all separated from it.
Both men and horses were shattered.
Where the blood shines.
Amidst the heavy roar, two pieces of blood-soaked meat appeared on the ground. The separated weapons and human and horse corpses were all deformed, and the ground splashed with blood splashing.
"ah……"
The more than a thousand troops and horses behind Hou Cheng looked at this scene and couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and they were already about to retreat.
In the direction of the manor, eight hundred soldiers shouted at the same time: "Power..."
Song Xian and Wei Xu were brothers and sisters with Hou Cheng. On weekdays, the three of them often drank and had fun together, and they relied on each other on the battlefield. At this time, they had just arrived, and when they were ten feet away, they saw Hou Cheng being killed with both men and horses. , cut in half with one knife, and they all roared angrily.
'Come and accept your fate. '
One person is dancing with a spear, and the other is raising a spear. They are divided into left and right sides, and they are fighting from both sides.
"stop!"
Lu Lingqi was dumbfounded and immediately stopped her.
However, she obviously overestimated her status in the hearts of the generals. To put it bluntly, he was Lu Bu's daughter. When giving face, she was a member of the lord's family and treated him with courtesy.
When you don't give face, you are just a woman with no power and no position, who can you control?
Before Hao Meng could react against him, even Lu Bu wanted to kill him.
After going into battle too many times, killing became a habit, and he lost his vigilance towards many things, and did not value life too much.
At this moment, Mingming Hou Cheng died miserably without even taking a single move.
However, Wei Xu and Song Xian were not afraid at all, they just thought that Hou Cheng was careless.
No wonder they think so. After following countless battles with the best general in the world, they have long lost their respect for the masters.
He thinks that all the generals in the world are just like this.
Nothing to be afraid of.
Song Xian's spear was like a heavy rain. When the two horses crossed each other, he stabbed seven times in a row, which was extremely complicated.
Wei Xu, on the other hand, held the spear and gathered strength, and struck out suddenly, like a poisonous snake spitting out messages, and struck Zhang Kun in the heart with a spear, which was harder and faster than Zhang Xian's heavy rain shooting technique.
The two of them cooperate with each other, one can cover his eyes with his marksmanship, and the other can sneak up on him with his spear. Even if they meet the top generals in the world, they can fight each other in a short time. Within three rounds, they will definitely not be able to gain the upper hand.
"They are all at the peak of their dark strength, and their moves are exquisite and sophisticated. It's a pity that this ability..."
Although Zhang Kun sighed.
His men showed no mercy.
He concentrated his energy, and every disturbance of the wind around him and every powerful attack were all presented in his mind.
Song Xian and Wei Xu believed that their attacks were powerful and fast.
Moreover, there is hidden power and endless potential.
In Zhang Kun's eyes, these two people were as slow as snails, and their strength was scattered... 80% of their 10% strength was used in empty space.
What's the use of beating the air until it crackles? It can only beat the air.
His heart exploded slightly, and the blood rushed to the palm of his right hand with great force.
The long pole of the three-pointed two-edged sword trembled, and the tip of the sword suddenly exploded into a flame afterimage.
[A spark that ignites a prairie fire! ]
The flame disappeared in a flash.
Three horses intertwined.
Each ran ten feet away.
Behind them, Song Xian and Wei Xu were sitting on their horses, running, and their two heads exploded at the same time, including their helmets.
As the blood mist flew, two headless corpses fell off their horses.
A gust of wind blew, and the smell of blood hit my nose. I could only hear loud gasps from all around, but no one came forward anymore.
"Go back and tell Marquis Wen that I am in the city and can help you, but I am not hostile. If you want to attack, you'd better bring your own troops to fight. Don't send out some wine bags and rice bags, which will cause embarrassment."
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
It is almost impossible to clean away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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