Qinhe
Gao Jun Camp
General Zheng Ziyu, who was guarding the north bank of the Qinhe River, looked a little unhappy, and several generals under him also bowed their heads. On the opposite side of Shuai's case stood a few men who were also wrapped in black clothes in broad daylight, their faces were also covered with black scarves, and only a pair of eyes were exposed. These men were dressed in exactly the same attire, and all had the same knife on their backs.
The shape of the knife is different from the standard horizontal knife of the Sui army, and also different from the Mo knife used by the heavy armored infantry. This is a thick-backed, straight-headed knife with a wide blade, one meter long, and looks heavy with one hand.
"You shouldn't have shot so hard last night."
Zheng Ziyu said in a gloomy tone: "I didn't invite you here to deal with those quacks who don't get on the stage very much, but to deal with Fang Jie and that Daoist Xiang Qingniu. Last night, you had a good fight. How can it be easy to kill Fang Jie and Xiang Qingniu after almost revealing his strength?"
The man in black standing at the front narrowed his eyes slightly, but the coldness in his eyes was more obvious.
"Don't talk to us with that attitude."
The man in black squeezed out a cold snort from his nose: "Gao Kaitai invited us here, not to listen to your orders. We have our own style of doing things, and it is not up to others to dictate. If you think we are not good enough, then You don't need us. Since you can't do it yourself and still ask us, don't talk so much."
Zheng Ziyu's face was already ugly, and he was so angry that his lungs almost exploded. But he really has nothing to do with these people, because the strength of these swordsmen is there, which annoys them. They can really kill everyone in this room. These people have never been restrained in their actions, and they can do whatever they want. Although he has been hiding in the rivers and lakes, every time he appears, he will cause a storm.
I don't know how Gao Kaitai invited these swordsmen here, and what price he paid.
"You are not here to help in vain. Since you are paid, you must do things well."
Zheng Ziyu took a deep breath to calm down. All the subordinates in the big tent were afraid to speak, because they all knew how terrifying these black-clothed swordsmen were. If someone else talked to Zheng Ziyu like this, these generals would not agree. But this is exactly where Zheng Ziyu was angry. His anger came more from the shrinking of his subordinates.
"You don't need to worry about it."
The leader of the swordsmen in black casually glanced at the people in the room: "We are here because you can't do it. Since you can't do it and we can do it, why do you want to tell us how to do it? We have a mind on what to do." Proper, if you intervene again, it is not impossible for us to help your enemies kill you all in turn."
Zheng Ziyu felt blocked, and really didn't know what else to say.
"Go back and rest."
He waved his hands weakly: "I was tired last night too. If Fang Jie and Xiang Qingniu don't come to the door by themselves, and bother you to go to the south of Qinhe River to do something, it's better to go back and prepare more. For this reason, there are not many people in the world who can win."
The leader of the swordsmen in black couldn't help laughing: "You said that there are few people in the world who can defeat them, because the world in your eyes is too small. The current Jianghu is indeed a bit dull. Most of the practitioners died. That's why you think that even people like Fang Jie and Xiang Qingniu are almost invincible. One thing you must not forget, even if Wan Jiantang was the dominant family in the Jianghu hundreds of years ago At that time, there was no strength to make us disappear."
"Your vision is too low, too small."
He looked at Zheng Ziyu with pitiful eyes, and shook his head: "You soldiers have never understood what rivers and lakes are, so naturally you don't know how deep the rivers and lakes are. In fact, your status has always been embarrassing. There have never been practitioners From that day on, the role of soldiers has been very limited. It is often practitioners who decide the outcome of a war, not you soldiers who are supposed to lead the war."
"enough!"
Zheng Ziyu's face was extremely gloomy, and it seemed that he would explode in the next second.
"Even if you are very strong, but you don't know your own duty, no wonder you were almost wiped out by Wan Jiantang hundreds of years ago. If you are so arrogant and disrespectful, I'm afraid there will be some disasters in the future."
As soon as his words came out, the leader of the black-clothed swordsman immediately froze.
Snapped!
I didn't see him make a move.
The handsome case in front of Zheng Ziyu suddenly split from the middle, and it was as straight as if it was drawn with a ruler. The crack extended from the table, followed by the iron armor on Zheng Ziyu's body. The finely crafted armor was easily torn apart, and the crack reached Zheng Ziyu's throat.
With a click, the armor on his body, including the clothes inside, was cut open, exposing his skin. His throat felt cold, and a drop of blood slowly oozed out.
"It's very irrational to talk to me like this. If someone dares to mention what you just said, don't blame me for not reminding you. In my opinion, no matter what high positions you occupy, you people are nothing more than a bunch of treats. Slaughtered lamb, if I want, I can cut you into several pieces. Some things should be said after thinking about them, otherwise, wouldn’t it be wrong to die?”
The swordsman in black leaned forward, stepped on half of the table and looked down at Zheng Ziyu who almost fell to the ground: "It is said that the older you are, the more you are afraid of death, aren't you afraid?"
Zheng Ziyu's complexion kept changing, he stood up abruptly and shouted loudly: "Come on, take all these people down for me!"
The master general was humiliated, and these generals under Zheng Ziyu were forced to the point of no retreat even if they were afraid in their hearts. Amid the sound of brushing, everyone drew out their knives and surrounded the few black-clothed swordsmen. Zheng Ziyu's soldiers outside also rushed in with knives, and the atmosphere became extremely tense in an instant.
"It's... stupid."
The leader of the swordsman in black shook his head slowly, as if he disdainful of Zheng Ziyu's reaction.
There was a bang.
A broken knife fell to the ground.
I didn't see any of those black-clothed swordsmen making a move, and no one even saw them draw their swords. But the weapons in the hands of all the people around there were broken. Not only the knife, but also the armor of those people was cut at the same time, the knife energy was mastered with extreme precision, the knife broke, the clothes were cut, and no one was injured.
This point of control is scary enough.
"From the very beginning, you shouldn't be arrogant. Even Gao Kaitai doesn't have the qualifications in front of us. What qualifications do you have? This is just a small punishment. If you talk nonsense again, you know what will happen."
The leader of the swordsmen in black turned and walked out, and the other swordsmen followed him out of the tent.
In the big tent, the armor of a group of generals was torn apart, looking so embarrassed. Especially Zheng Ziyu, whose clothes were cut from the crotch upwards. Such a humiliation is unacceptable to a leading general.
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"Master, isn't it good to humiliate that Zheng?"
A black-clothed swordsman asked the leader as he walked: "Jiuye told me that helping Gao Kaitai this time may be an opportunity for our sect. If this is done well, we can use Gao Kaitai to rise again. Restoring our sect's status in the arena may even go a step further. Master Jiu said that the more chaotic the world is, the better for us, those old guys have died enough, few people can stop us from coming back... "
Snapped!
The leader of the swordsmen in black raised his hand and slapped the speaker, which was extraordinarily crisp.
"You think so much about the sect, why do you forget the rules of the sect?"
The swordsman in black who was beaten quickly knelt down on one knee: "Master, calm down, I know I was wrong."
"You don't need to be reminded of Master Jiu's explanation. I know what to do. But this is my responsibility. If someone questions my order, I will follow the rules of the sect. You all remember, how about Master Jiu? I did it to restore the past glory of the sect, so it is the same with what I do. If you follow me, you don’t need to talk so much nonsense, and I don’t need people who talk a lot.”
"yes!"
The other black-clothed swordsmen lowered their heads neatly and said, "Follow my master's orders."
"Get up."
The swordsman leader waved his hands and said, "This time you come out with me, not only to make people in the Jianghu remember us again, but also to make everyone tremble with fear at the mention of this name. Whether it's Qingniu or not, I'm sure I'll kill both of them. As long as Fang Jie is dead, the Black Banner Army will inevitably be in civil turmoil. At that time, Gao Kaitai will take advantage of the situation and Jiuye can grasp the overall situation. Our sect's resurgence is just around the corner. If Xiang Qingniu is killed by us as a Daoist, the reputation of the sect in Jianghu will surpass that of Daozong."
He looked at the swordsmen under him: "Back then, the Zongmen fell into a slump after being suppressed by Wan Jiantang. Although the sect's incense has continued, it has never dared to be too ostentatious in the world. As long as Wan Xingchen is still alive, We have to bear the burden of humiliation for a day. Although Wan Xingchen is dead now, it is not easy to rely on the sect's own power to rise. Jiu Ye thought for a long time before contacting Gao Kaitai. We and Gao Kaitai are just using each other. So, I just Only then will he teach that Zheng a lesson. These Gao Kaitai's subordinates must remember one thing, without us, Gao Kaitai's desire to sit on the dragon chair is simply a dream."
"uncle."
A knife brother couldn't help asking: "Gao Kaitai is not the most powerful among the powerful in the Central Plains. The biggest one is the Black Banner Army we are targeting this time, so why did we choose Gao Kaitai instead of the Black Banner Army in the first place?" ?”
"Master Jiu said..."
Although the leader of the swordsman was particularly dissatisfied with those subordinates who respected Jiu Ye so much, and he was uncomfortable being dispatched and dominated by Jiu Ye on weekdays, he still talked about Jiu Ye inadvertently. He may not have noticed it himself, and he may not be convinced by that Jiu Ye in his heart, but he is full of fear.
"The strength of the Black Banner Army is too strong. Fang Jie's own cultivation is not bad. He was the disciple of Yang Qi, Prince Zhong of the Great Sui Dynasty. In addition, there is Wan Xingchen's closed disciple, and the current Daoist Xiang Qingniu assists. Let's count Taking refuge in the past will not be reused. Instead, it is better to choose someone with less strength, so that the status of our sect will be higher. Gao Kaitai cannot do without us, and he must attach great importance to us. If it is Fangjie... he has us Without us, we are already the most powerful force in the Central Plains, so we won’t treat us differently.”
"Thousand Sword Hall is gone..."
The leader of the swordsman gritted his teeth and said: "But Qingleshan Yiqi Temple is the sect of the leader of the Taoist sect. The Yiqi Temple was created by Wan Xingchen's eldest disciple Xiao Yijiu, and it is in the same line as Wan Jiantang. The Yiqi Temple is destroyed. Daozong, let's take revenge for the destruction of the sect back then."
"Remember them all!"
He glanced at his subordinates: "This time, we must win!"