"Here!"
Li Qing deserves it.
Prepare to mobilize troops now.
After taking two steps, he paused again and said hesitantly: "According to the general's investigation, those who fanned the flames have extraordinary martial arts. Eight of them have reached the third level. They are all old people around Prime Minister Wei. It's very unusual." Easy to deal with.
Especially their leader Zhou Guangxing, the old guy's strength has reached the late fourth level, and he has reached the level of magical power where the soul can leave the body and travel thousands of miles a day.
At that time, the Prime Minister of Wei went to the border to kill barbarians. He carried the golden dragon sword with him and had four great guards at his side. He commanded an army of hundreds of thousands and gained great fame.
This Zhou Guangxing is one of the four guards and is loyal to the Wei family. This time, he and Shang Huainan, who is also one of the four guards, are following Wei Wuji, making it difficult to deal with them. "
Regardless of the reason, just carry out the order.
However, Li Qing was not a mindless puppet after all. When she saw the general's order, she did not question it, but a reminder was still needed.
Although the eight hundred personal guards were all brought from the battlefield, they were quite strong and generally had first- and second-level cultivation levels.
After all, she is only at the top of the third level, not a very powerful expert...
She was not afraid of dealing with ordinary generals, but she still had a hard time dealing with the four guards who had followed Wei Zheng for many years.
No matter how powerful she is in actual combat, she can't think of any way to defeat an opponent at a higher level.
Unless the other party doesn't resist.
This is certainly impossible.
As for the county soldiers, there is no need to mention them.
The three thousand county soldiers seemed to be a large number, but their strength was far inferior to that of the eight hundred personal guards.
Apart from building momentum, it is basically of no use.
"Just carry out the mission. Although the opponent is strong, we are not without experts, so let the golden-armored sword guard help you."
Yang Lin smiled and waved his hand, and there was a sudden sound of wind in the courtyard.
At the corner of the hanging flower door, the curtain opened, and a group of swordsmen wearing golden armor, helmets and swords, with their heads and faces covered, filed out.
There were thirty-six of these people, walking step by step, silently, like an illusion.
Li Qing's eyes flashed, he took a long breath, and took two steps back slightly.
Danger.
Very dangerous.
She has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, and her sense of crisis is actually very strong.
Especially after reaching the third level peak, you can resonate with the vitality of heaven and earth anytime and anywhere. At this time, I felt a powerful energy coming from in front of me.
The aura of each of the thirty-six people in front of him was not inferior to his own.
Every move can blend into the world and be smooth and natural.
"Third level peak?"
so much.
Li Qing was stunned for a moment.
On the other hand, Yin Wenjiao didn't react much.
Her martial arts skills were too weak and she couldn't see much.
I just felt that the group of people who came out looked very comfortable. They walked neatly and pleasing to the eye. They just made postures with their swords, which gave them a unique sense of beauty.
It was actually not inferior to the most exciting sword dance I had ever seen.
"It's not even the peak of the third level, just the middle stage. However, don't underestimate their combat power.
Ordinary people at the early stage of the fourth level can still fight freely, and it is still possible to fight to a draw. "
Yang Lin chuckled and said: "If Wei Wuji only has two fourth-level people around him, no matter whether he is at the peak or perfect, facing the golden-armored sword guards, only three of them can form a formation to trap him. A group of four can capture him alive. Here are three Sixteen must be enough."
"Of course, if Wei Wuji takes action personally, that's another matter. However, I guess he won't take action himself. That man has a gloomy nature and likes to hide behind the scenes and play tricks.
Even if he does it himself, there will naturally be people to deal with it, so just go about your business with peace of mind, these people will follow you. "
Yang Lin turned his head to look at the direction of the study and explained.
Li Qing understood immediately.
yes.
It's not like the Governor's Mansion doesn't have a trump card.
That portrait is spread across the three states, absorbing countless incense. No matter how weak it was before, it will definitely be strong now.
He will definitely not become a god so quickly, but his strength will definitely be very strong, which is completely beyond his ability to fathom.
I just don’t know, is it the early stage of fifth level or the late stage?
Thinking of this, Li Qing made up his mind and bowed, "The final general will definitely not let anyone go and capture them all."
This time, she no longer had any scruples, her blood was boiling and her heart was eager.
Since Wei Wuji started to launch the campaign, there are more than 700,000 people in the three counties, but not many are still worshiping incense.
According to news from his personal guards, most people's homes, especially those of gentry, merchants and wealthy families, basically invite portraits and burn them in public.
This must be done to separate the relationship with worshiping evil gods.
Even if the incident comes to light in the future, they will still be able to find reasons to excuse themselves.
Of course, the most likely reason is that these people have already guessed that the strange news has spread, and it should be the heir of the Wei family who is in charge.
With Wei Zheng backing him up, no one would think that the new governor would be able to compete with the famous prime minister.
Just standing on the sidelines, it's not difficult to choose.
…
Suddenly there was a thunder.
Xunyang County, which had just entered winter, immediately became excited.
The soldiers in the city were dispatched, killing and capturing the suspicious men in Tsing Yi like thunder, and there were battles everywhere.
From time to time, someone leaps into the sky and onto the roof, shouting for a fierce battle.
Then, there was a flash of golden light, and the man paused slightly, then fell onto the street with a thud, unconscious.
"Lock it, pierce the lute bones, break the Qi veins, take it away."
The golden-armored swordsman shouted loudly, and some county soldiers stepped forward.
He scrambled forward with a knife and a chain, and the screams started again.
This happens everywhere.
As three thousand county soldiers were mobilized at the same time, eight hundred personal guards patrolled the streets on horseback, heading straight to various strongholds that had been scouted in advance, and picked out some guards in black who were pretending to be common people or pretending to be innocent.
Next, it is a life and death fight.
There were a total of 200 people in the Xunyang Administration. Under the first wave of attacks, nearly 100 people were killed and captured. The remaining 100 people fled in all directions, shouting for help.
However, the city was sealed off from all sides, and it seemed that there were guards and county soldiers everywhere, and some golden-armored swordsmen would pop out from time to time.
As they fled, they ran into an ambush.
The swordsman in golden armor was so powerful that ordinary guards in black couldn't even see clearly the opponent's attack, let alone resist it.
Even the eight third-level masters could not survive two or three moves before they were captured.
Not much resistance at all.
Yang Lin stood in the pavilion, his gown rustling in the cool breeze, and the golden light in his eyes flashed slightly, as if he could see through the numerous buildings in the city.
"Hide wherever you can. Even if you burn the portrait and destroy your faith, it doesn't matter. At least, you can't escape my lock in this city."
Sending thirty-six golden-armored sword guards was not just as simple as assisting Li Qing in leading the battle. On the one hand, they had strong combat power. The biggest reason was because these golden-armored sword guards were all Yang Lin's paper clones.
I saw it, and of course they saw it too.
The monsters have nowhere to escape.
Presumably, Wei Wuji was already very worried at this time.
I just don’t know if he will send out his most important expert, or if he will take action himself.
Yang Lin was looking forward to it.
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