Su Li didn't move.
The rain filtered through the gaps in the leaves, and a drop just fell on the tip of his brow.
Su Li's familiar blink of eyes prevented the water droplets from flowing into his eyes, and the ugly scars on his face are "natural rivers" at this time. Su Li has his own set of movements to adjust his facial muscles, which can keep him forever. best state.
If you don't move, you are already, and if you move, you will kill with one blow.
—Somewhere thousands of miles away, Meng Qizheng told Qiujing of Fengxing Pavilion, don’t send people to assassinate the king of heaven, if Su Li from Piaoping Pavilion, the former number one killer organization in Jianghu, didn’t succeed, someone else would go. Also to die.
When the two armies are at war, it is not a good idea to assassinate the other's coach.
It's not the method itself, but the difficulty.
The military camp will not be like in the novel, any assassin can sneak in.
This kind of thing probably only happened in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and it was relatively rare in the Qin and Han Dynasties.
Because fighting is also a science, and it continues to develop with the passage of time. How to camp and how to patrol are the art of war. Such guarding of the forest with serious troops is not to catch assassins, but to prevent enemy troops from attacking the camp.
If the assassin went directly to the largest, most central, and most heavily guarded camp, there was a high probability that he could only find food and grass.
When the emperor and nobles were hunting, the large tent was like a house, and it could be divided into several rooms, which could be seen from a distance. Those camps that have been stationed for a long time can also be distinguished by the direction and the size of the camp, but it is difficult to say when the actual war is fought.
Especially the kind of troops that are stationed today and have to pull out their camp tomorrow.
The guards beside the coach didn't eat dry food either. It was impossible for only two people to stand at the entrance of the tent foolishly guarding, and then give the assassin a chance to cut open the tent and sneak in and slash the general sleeping alone.
At this time, it was still less than a hundred years before the end of the Chen Dynasty, and the army basically continued the habit of that time.
Suppose the assassin was very clever and fortunate enough to find the camp of the general he was about to kill.
It was dark and the general didn't wear the iconic fine armor. There were more than a dozen people in the tent, plus the guards on duty outside the tent, it was chaotic enough. This is still completely defenseless. If there are two or three more masters around and ambush, it is normal for the assassin to miss.
The assassination should have been left to someone better at it.
The swordsman could not have imagined that within two months of his retirement from the world, he would "return to his old business" again.
Although the news was brought by Meng Qi Moli, they took the things they left behind and were about to leave. Su Li thought and thought for himself, and decided to make a move.
In fact, this is still an unfinished transaction. King Wu once offered 600 gold to ask Piaoping Pavilion to assassinate the King of Heaven.
Su Li was not interested in money. He went out because he didn't want to see the villagers near Feihe Mountain also forced to flee into the reeds. Among these villagers were his blood-related grandfather and the fishing village where his grandfather lived all his life. It was hard, but it was still manageable.
Seeing those ruined villages on the road made the swordsman more and more convinced.
That's what he does best.
The rain stopped.
The voices of people in the camp in the distance were boiling, and the heat from the hundreds of pots and stoves almost formed a cloud.
The King of Heaven led a 100,000-strong army to invade Jingzhou, and the main force was in front of him. Although there were not 100,000 people, at least 50,000 people, it was a large area of darkness. Not to mention breaking in, ordinary people will be terrified when they see it. This has nothing to do with martial arts, it is just an uncontrollable natural reaction to discover that the reality is different from what you imagined.
I think that Jing Ke's deputy Qin Wuyang was also a famous warrior in the state of Yan. His grandfather was also a famous general of the state of Yan. It cannot be said that he has never seen the world. If you are really afraid of death, then you can run away on the way to the state of Qin. His face changed drastically and his body trembled, unable to stop it for a while.
Obviously, the Qin Palace is different from the Yan Palace.
—Want to go through a scene to leave history, but suddenly found out that it was Longtan Tiger Cave.
The swordsman frowned slightly and continued to wait motionlessly.
This is the best location. He wants to see the distribution of the camp's staff. Of course, it's the most convenient time to have dinner.
In addition to the soldiers, there were also a large number of followers of the Holy Lotus Altar in the camp. They wore various robes and held bronze bells, Dharma beads and golden wheels. The holy lotus altar is almost full of the main force this time, and they are all concentrated around the king of heaven. Just this time, the swordsman found that at least two people's martial arts are high enough to compete with the heads of those big sects. .
Put it on the rivers and lakes, no matter how they are called characters.
This made Su Li wonder, does the Holy Lotus Altar really have such a profound background
Too far apart, Su Li couldn't recognize who those people were, and couldn't understand the matter, so he simply didn't think about it, and silently listed the assassination plan in more detail. He will only move his hand once, and he will never kill anyone before he sees the King of Heaven.
Before that, he was lying on his back in the muddy bushes, without any murderous intent, even the hare dared to step on his back and jump over the puddle
"rustle."
There was the sound of footsteps stepping on fallen leaves and dead branches in the woods, and a group of followers of the Holy Lotus Altar entered the woods.
They need to search the vicinity of the camp to see if there is any abnormality, such as the river with the water level receding, the carcasses of dead animals, etc. The former means that the upstream water source is blocked, and the latter means that someone has poisoned the water source.
Not only that, but also cut down the overly dense bushes and forcibly pluck up part of the dead grass, so that once the forest catches fire, it will not spread quickly, and the soldiers in the camp will not be unable to run because of the thick smoke.
These things are complicated to say, but they are very simple to implement. In addition, it has just rained and it is wet everywhere. Even the errand of cutting down trees is saved.
They fiddled with the bushes a few times, walked around a few times, and complained in Yizhou dialect.
Su Li couldn't understand what they were talking about at all. Although he knew a lot about the rivers and lakes, he could speak a few dialects from all over the world, but these people didn't know where they came from. No obstacles.
As they continued to fiddle with the bushes, the hare jumped out, and a group of people immediately chased after him shouting.
The mud was slippery, and these people only had some superficial skills, but they were run away by the rabbit, and they scolded immediately.
"It is said that Jiangnan is a rich and noble town, a cave of ecstasy, it's just nonsense."
"The Cave of Souls? That means Yangzhou... We are still far away!"
"If you want me to say, nothing is as important as a tooth-fighting sacrifice, and there is almost no oil in the stomach. Their frontier army is happy and happy, and they are like us, they can only fish for some hares and pheasants to satisfy their cravings."
A group of people immediately quarreled about the importance of offering sacrifices to the temple of the five internal organs or the importance of the lower body.
After searching around in the woods, it was getting dark and nothing was found.
"What a broken place, and they say that every household can't starve to death, and hides gold pearls and jade? Why go out without food, and fish can be caught in the river, and it doesn't take a stick of incense to climb a mountain... But I didn't say that this mountain is so small. Tigers can't live!"
He spoke again with a series of foul language, as if he had been suppressed so hard.
The swordsman kept silent, watching these people leave through the gap between the vines and the soil.
It was getting dark quickly and the night was shrouded in darkness. Su Li wrapped his cloak and climbed up a tree, hiding half of his body in the branches, only showing a pair of eyes to look at the camp in the distance.
Obviously there is no one around, it is ridiculous to be so cautious, the swordsman even hung vines on his body to cover up, plus the airtight two-layer mask and cloak dress, the body is in a strange twisted posture hanging on a tree.
Others are either squatting on the tree trunk, or leaning against it, and the swordsman is not involved in anything, so even if the moon suddenly appears, or someone in the forest suddenly comes in and lights a torch, the shadow cast by the tree trunk will not reveal himself.
Su Li asked himself that he didn't have the brain to deal with others for more than a dozen rounds, and he would only be the latter in a battle of wits and courage, and the missing part should be made up with caution, because the one who will die will always make the most mistakes.
Who knows when they are wrong? I can't figure out what's wrong until I die -->>
too many people.
-Who said that people who are not smart have no way of survival without brains
At this moment, Su Li's cautiousness was at play.
In the King's Camp, someone used a telescopic mirror to look around the nearby highlands, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, they put down the expensive brass crystal lens tube.
"General Zheng is really loyal to the King of Heaven." An old man next to him said yin and yang angrily.
Zheng Tu, who is well-known in the arena, is a very heroic-looking man, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, bee waist and ape arms. Directly taller than the old man, standing there even looked "wider" than the others, but he didn't appear to be clumsy and slow.
Facing the old man's ridicule, Zheng Tu didn't have the slightest anger on his face, and said calmly, "Mr. Lei is joking. It's his duty, and he doesn't dare to give up his heart."
The old man snorted contemptuously, and said old-fashionedly: "Junior juniors like you can't hold back when things go wrong. As the saying goes, it's hard to do things without a hair on the lips. This is not something that can be seen through with a few beards. , I always have to ask people for advice, and when General Zheng reaches the age of this old man, he will be able to understand many truths in the world."
"you!"
The personal guard beside Zheng Tu was furious, and his hands pressed on the hilt of the knife on his waist.
Zheng Tu Bafeng waved his hands motionlessly and said, "Don't be rude to Mr. Lei, God has given you an order, and Mr. Lei Xian is his guest."
The guard put the knife back bitterly, and the old man sneered and walked away.
"General, people like Pili Tang are really annoying. They are about to ride on top of your head because of their great deeds in Xuanchuan Pass."
The guards complained, but Zheng Tu didn't raise his eyes and said lightly, "Isn't that bad? Let him think I'm not a threat, and then who do they want to deal with?"
This time the faces of the guards changed at the same time, and then they showed a schadenfreude smile.
The most powerful subordinate of the God-given King is, of course, the Holy Lotus Altar!
"It's still the general who sees it clearly. These days, the people in Pili Hall are dangling around like flies, buzzing and saying some irritating things, but they can't drive them away. Besides, Xuanchuan Pass is not considered to be captured by them. , at most…”
"Okay, this is just casual?" Zheng Tu shouted with a cold face, "I chose you as personal guards, just because you have some brains, not stupid and starving ghosts, you have no one in front of me. Rules, where's the God-given King? Don't cause trouble for me!"
The guards didn't dare to refute, but humbly bury their heads in agreement.
Only then did Zheng Tu pick up the telescopic mirror again, and while looking at it, he said, "No matter how annoying these flies are, Pili Tang will always bring us good things. This telescopic mirror is much better than those rubbish things before."
The guards hesitated, isn't this nonsense? At the worst time a few years ago, they could only eat wild grass and drink rice soup. Later, life slowly improved, and the temper of the God-given King seemed to be better, but after listening to the bewitchment of the Holy Lotus Altar, I really believed it. Ziwei Xingjun was born, wearing a mask all day, busy burning incense to sacrifice to the sky, not paying much attention to the old subordinates.
But if there is no holy lotus altar, there is no way to gather these 100,000 troops, then when the foolish people deceive one is one, no one fights what
Thunder Hall... Just bear with it for a while, until the general's people secretly learn their gunpowder formula, are you afraid they will continue to make waves
"General, it's getting late, and you can't see clearly outside, why don't you take a rest earlier." Privately, the guard felt that Zheng Tu loved this telescopic mirror so much that he was always playing with it. It was dark outside and there was even a moon tonight. None, what's there to see
"It's okay, I'll take a look."
Zheng Tu put down the telescopic mirror. When he passed a forest on the high ground just now, he inexplicably felt that there was a tree that looked strange.
This is an old forest in the deep mountains in Jiangnan, not Yizhou. The trees are generally lower and rarely strange.
Zheng Tu took a closer look and confirmed that there was no outline of a person in the black shadow, and then he passed the telescopic mirror. It's not that Zheng Tu is too hearty. In fact, he doesn't look at many places. Usually, it's a high place where he can see the situation of the camp.
Now it is confirmed that there is nothing wrong, and Zheng Tu has not gone to the bottom of it.
After all, the weirdness is likely to be a double image of two trees that are too close together, and it looks like one tree from a distance.
"General, don't worry, those Jianghu people are scared out of their courage. After the last time more than a dozen people died and were ordered to be dismembered and discarded by the God-given King, the past few days have been much more stable."
"... We are close to the heart of Jingzhou. The more this is the case, the less we should be careless."
Zheng Tu held the telescopic mirror, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Don't approach the king's tent these days, and don't force yourself in the face of riots. You are not allowed to act without my order."
"General?"
"It's not that there are no real martial arts masters in the world. No matter how powerful Master Luo is, they will always break their heads." Zheng Tu seemed to be laughing when he said this, but he regained his composure in a moment, "My teacher used to be recognized as the No. A master, didn't he die in Taijing? Come on, how wise the king of heaven is, we will arrive in Nanping County in a few days, and the burden that should be thrown off will be thrown away. Those chaotic troops will burn, kill and loot in Jingzhou, and those who come back can Bring us some food, and those who don't come back will save the military rations. When the elites in Jingzhou reacted, we have already opened the city gate, and the soldiers are very fast, so we can't delay for a moment, let's rest."
After speaking, he went to the camp. Zheng Tu's martial arts were extremely high, and he often used meditation instead of sleep.
After the night passed, Zheng Tu got up early, put on his armor after washing, and when the guards brought him food, he picked up the telescopic mirror and looked again.
"Um?"
Zheng Tu stared at the woods.
Gone, is that strange looking tree gone? !
Zheng Tu was very sure of its location, but when he saw it during the day, his appearance changed completely.
Ordinary people would think it was because the shadows of trees at night looked like ghosts, but Zheng Tu was not that stupid.
"Come on, go to the king's tent..."
Before Zheng Tu could finish his words, he saw someone striding towards him.
Around him were a dozen or so slender women, all dressed in white and veiled.
"Master Luo?"
Zheng Tu's face was ashen, and the people who came came walked straight into Zheng Tu's tent.
The women were standing outside in unison, and passing soldiers bowed and prayed to them.
"General, this..."
"It's alright, you are guarding outside." Zheng Tu said casually.
Sect Master Luo of the Holy Lotus Altar was sitting in the account. He didn't look like that kind of immortal liar, but like an ordinary Jianghu tycoon with a beard and his eyes above the top. Tu's personal guard was very angry.
However, at this moment, Cult Master Luo was like a juggler with a face-changing face, without any arrogance. Seeing Zheng Tu coming in alone, he immediately greeted him and said, "There is something wrong with the king's tent."
Zheng Tu's pupils shrank, he remembered the strange tree, and his expression twisted for a moment.
Lord Luo's face was also extremely ugly.
"What an assassin, how many people died?" Zheng Tu suddenly asked.
"He... only killed one person, the others just clicked the acupuncture point, and he was still in a drowsiness, and now there are my subordinates watching over there." Master Luo couldn't hold back his anger, slammed the table hard, and said angrily, " This puppet is the most obedient and obedient, not without backup, but at such a critical time, if the assassin comes again, won’t our secrets be exposed?”
Zheng Tu glanced at him, and said sarcastically: "What secret? A secret that everyone knows well? Except for my personal guards and my saintess, who do not know about the decorations, other people have guessed it, and they don't know how to praise them. Isn't everyone dead? The only problem is the new Pili Hall, solve it early and send them away."
Master Luo was upset and couldn't help sneering: "Isn't I, General Zheng, who has a good reputation in the rivers and lakes? This is going to be spread out, the King of Heaven has already died, this is a living puppet decoration, from Po Xuanchuan It is General Zheng's idea to attack the Central Plains, and if General Zheng is to sit in the world in the future, I don't know what the people of the world think?"
"Shut up." Zheng Tu was rude.
Master Luo's face changed drastically, he endured it, sat down again, and said dryly: "General Zheng, forgive me, I was in a hurry. After an hour, the army will pull out the camp, and now we can't wait, the killer will definitely show off his exploits," Wang was assassinated, 'What the hell is going on?"