Chapter 10 The Red Scarf Army (Please vote for new book collection!!!)

Style: Fantasy Author: winter sunWords: 2445Update Time: 24/02/20 16:20:09
Running at the front was a strong man with a black beard, strong legs and fast movements. Under Wang Jing's insight, his data showed a faint green aura.

Just looking at the level of life aura, you can tell that his strength is enough to compare with Li Shuo.

Both sides are elite, with both talents and skills.

"Elite of the Hunan Army?"

Wang Jing's eyes lit up slightly after seeing the information about the suffix of the other party's name. The Hunan Army was the main force in the Qing Dynasty's attack on the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and it had extremely strong combat effectiveness at that time.

Whether it's a head-on confrontation in a stronghold or a water battle in the Yangtze River, we can easily handle it.

However, there is only one such elite, and the others are all ordinary young men with blank slates in talent and skills.

At this moment.

Half of the dozen or so men who were fleeing had disappeared, leaving only five men still following Jiang Zhixiong, a strong man with black beard.

They quickly approached the area where Wang Jing and Zhang Hun were.

Um?

Jiang Zhixiong, who was running away, suddenly paused slightly and felt something was wrong with the smell of the forest in front of him.

But the pursuers behind him were chasing him so fast that he had no time to think and could only continue to run away.

Several people passed quickly.

Zhang Hun, Li Shuo and Wang Jing did not take action and allowed them to leave.

Soon, a dozen White Lotus priests came after him angrily.

"Do it!"

Following Zhang Hun's voice, Wang Jing suddenly stood up from behind a big tree not far away, holding a wooden bow in his hand. This was the long bow he made himself.

Although it is not as durable as the military-standard longbow, it can still be used for more than ten days.

Among the ten people in the team, only Zhang Hun and he had mastered the art of archery.

Swish, swish, swish!

Several feather arrows whizzed out and stuck deeply into the bodies of the White Lotus cultists at the front. The strength of the feather arrows was not weak. After being shot, they immediately screamed and fell to the ground, losing their combat effectiveness.

"There's an ambush!"

"Everyone, be careful!"

The White Lotus sect members behind were shocked and stopped one after another.

At this time, Li Shuo, Yu Hong and others had already swooped forward with knives, and the eight elite beggars were like chopping melons and vegetables, killing several people in a row.

By the way, all the remaining members of the White Lotus Cult were captured.

Jiang Zhixiong, who was fleeing in front, heard the screams of the White Lotus followers behind him. His expression changed slightly and he couldn't help but slow down.

He turned around and immediately saw the swift and vigorous movements and crisp skills of the elite beggar army.

"The elite of the army? Who are they?"

Just looking at the speed at which the other party eliminated the White Lotus cultists, you can tell that they are extraordinary.

Jiang Zhixiong thought for a moment, then called the other five people to stop, and then cautiously approached Wang Jing and others.

Zhang Hun saw them and waved.

"Jiang Zhixiong, thank you all for your help!"

Jiang Zhixiong thanked him respectfully.

"You're welcome. We naturally have a reason for taking action... Let me ask you, do you know the origins of these people?"

Zhang Hun waved his hand indifferently, and then asked directly.

Jiang Zhixiong's eyes flashed, as if he realized something, and he immediately told all the information he knew. But what he knew was limited.

I only know the name and size of the White Lotus Sect camp.

White Lotus Sect, Xiang Army!

Zhang Hun and other beggar soldiers were born in the Western Jin Dynasty. They only knew Taoism and Tianshi Sect, but were unfamiliar with White Lotus Sect.

He turned his eyes and suddenly saw Wang Jing looking thoughtful.

"Wang Jing, have you heard of the White Lotus Sect?"

Wang Jing said: "I have heard that the White Lotus Sect believes in Maitreya, is good at confusing the people with incense, and often rebels! It seems that the camp just now is the camp of the White Lotus Incense Army after the rebellion!"

Wang Jing had no intention of exposing his insight talent.

Of his three talents, it doesn't matter if the talent of Wisdom is exposed, this talent can actually show his level of genius, and the talent of Insight can see the secrets of others.

If exposed, it can easily arouse the fear of others. As for the keen observation that he has shown in the past few days... there is no need to worry about that.

Therefore, Wang Jing did not reveal the information he had gained before. After someone took the lead, he pretended to suddenly remember it and added it.

"That's it! Li Shuo Yuhong, come and torture these White Lotus followers! I want to know more about this camp!"

Half an hour later.

After being tortured by the beggar soldiers, the captured White Lotus soldiers couldn't bear it anymore and told them all the information they knew.

According to their explanation.

They were originally a branch of the Red Scarf Army. The leader of the camp was once a disciple of a Red Scarf Army general. He had two deputy Qianhu and six Baihu.

As for the strength of this Qianhu, several soldiers were unclear.

It is only said that Qianhu, Deputy Qianhu and Baihu have all mastered the magical talisman of "invulnerability".

It can even summon the Buddhist soldiers under Maitreya to possess it, which is extremely powerful.

When he heard this news, especially the two sentences "invulnerable" and "possessed by Buddhist soldiers", Zhang Hun's expression changed slightly, while Li Shuo and Yu Hong looked sarcastic.

obviously.

They, veterans of many battles, did not believe this at all.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Zhang Hun uttered four words calmly, then waved his hand, screams were heard, and the Bailian soldiers who were tortured were executed.

"Sir, my brothers and I have escaped from the White Lotus Bandit Camp and have nowhere to go. I wonder if we can follow you and serve the beggar army?"

Jiang Zhixiong took a step forward and made a sincere request.

A veteran in the army like him has no other skills except killing. Surviving in the wild is not that simple, so the best way is to return to his old career and join the army.

Rebellious rabble like the White Lotus Sect are naturally at odds with Jiang Zhixiong, a brave soldier of the Hunan Army who was born in the army.

And the begging army.

The quality displayed by Zhang Hun and others was higher than that of the soldiers of the Hunan Army where he was previously. Therefore, Jiang Zhixiong was attracted to join him.

"That's fine!"

In fact, Zhang Hun would not let them leave without Jiang Zhixiong taking the initiative to join him.

They also need to take Jiang Zhixiong back to the camp to verify the authenticity of the information he found out in front of Uncle Du and the captain...

There weren’t many twists and turns on the way back.

The group of more than ten people did not need to disperse for investigation, so the speed on the road was several times faster than when they arrived.

On the road, except for wild animals and birds, no refugees or people were found scattered in the mountains and fields!

Within ten days of coming to this world.

Those who could survive were gathered by the Bailian Camp in the north and the Beggar Army Camp in the south.

The main reason is that the reproduction rate of wild beasts in the mountain forest has increased five times, making the mountain forest very dangerous. Even veteran hunters in the mountains and forests dare not say that they can survive in the mountains and forests for a long time.

Therefore, those who wanted to survive took the initiative to join the camp and defect to the camp. Those who did not go either encountered various dangers and died miserably, or had special abilities to ensure their own safety.

Obviously there are very few such people.

"Finally home!"

Two days later.

Wang Jing saw from a distance the begging barracks on the hillside and the rising smoke. His whole body became slightly weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Two days of non-stop traveling almost squeezed him out.

but.

Wandering on the edge of physical exhaustion, Wang Jing also successfully integrated the power deep in his body.

At this time, he successfully absorbed one thousandth of the inherited power that was inspired.