Two wild dogs chased each other, running happily through the streets of Yizhou City.
The big foot of a boot with a thick steel plate covered with tendons and a python leather cover and a steel mesh as the boot, commonly known as "kicking the cow to death" suddenly flew up and kicked the wild dog escaping in front of it on the head. With a "bang", the dog's head exploded, and the small stray dog flew up to a height of more than ten feet. It fell heavily to the ground with blood splattered all over the ground.
The stray dog chasing behind shrank its tail in fright, turned around and ran away into the nearest alley while peeing.
The smell of blood spread in the night. The stray cats and dogs that were chasing and playing, and the mice, yellow skins and other small creatures in the dark corners all stopped moving, and the surrounding area suddenly became much quieter.
Several strong men wearing black official uniforms with red capes and iron waistbands coated with red paint walked out of the darkness. The leading man looked around with a hint of solemnity, pulled out a six-foot-long bronze rod from the bag on his back, and inserted it heavily into the stone slabs of the street.
A stream of flowing light lit up on the bronze rod, and a string of strange lines snaked and jumped on the bronze rod like a living creature. A light cyan light curtain quickly spread to the surroundings, connecting with the other three streets not far away. The light curtains at the entrance are connected into one, turning into a thin barrier to cover a courtyard with five fronts and backs covering an area of more than 30 acres in the southeast corner of Yizhou City.
At a high place around the courtyard, there was a strong man wearing a strong suit and a bright red cloak, holding a strong bow and a crossbow, and quietly showed his figure.
With the sound of "bang bang", two watchmen on night duty rushed to the street. A well-dressed man took two steps forward and shouted in a low and extremely stern voice: "The Tingwei Mansion is doing business, please don't let anyone come near. roll!"
The two watchmen were so frightened that they trembled. They subconsciously looked at the bloody cloaks on the big men, turned around and left in a hurry.
The lights in the courtyard shrouded by a blue barrier were swaying, there was a faint ringing of dental plates, and a clear and melodious female voice was singing a sad and sentimental ditty. Although it was already late at night, there were still faint sounds of people in the yard, and there were even more laughter and the aroma of wine and meat wafting out.
A group of strong men wearing blood-colored cloaks, swords on their waists, and iron spears walked out from the surrounding street corners and quietly surrounded the entire courtyard. There were more than a hundred strong men standing in a row in front of the main entrance of the courtyard, respectfully surrounding a man in the middle who was wearing a scarlet robe and looked like he was in his thirties. He had a little beard on his chin and looked quite handsome. A somewhat handsome man.
"Master Zhou!" A strong man with an iron armor on his upper body and obviously a higher status than ordinary strong men bowed respectfully to the man in red: "Do you want to call the door or attack in?"
The man in red robe smiled slightly and said softly: "You are a traitor and a traitor, you are welcome. Why call the door? Let's attack it!"
Before he finished speaking, the man in red robe took out a square brass mace from his sleeve, shook his hand and struck the air in front of him hard. There was a crisp sound of "pop", and a fist-thick and mixed green and red lightning blasted out from the long mace, hitting the door in front.
Made of thousand-year-old iron wood from the mountains of Yazhou, it was a foot thick and could withstand even the impact of a city car. The large wooden door exploded into pieces. Countless palm-sized wood fragments were mixed with large and small wooden thorns. Flying away in the yard, a dozen strong men guarding the yard howled miserably, and their bodies were pricked by broken wood like sieves.
A little bit of blood was sprinkled all over the ground. Fortunately, one of his faces was not injured by the splintered wood, and his left arm was broken at the elbow. The 40-year-old Xu man suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and roared: "Where did this thief come from? Touch it?" Touch your head, here is..."
The man in red robe had already rushed into the yard first. When he saw this man drawing his sword towards him, he struck it down with his mace without saying a word.
There was a crisp sound, and the burnt smell of thunder and fire spread everywhere. The hundred-forged horizontal sword in the big man's hand was blown to pieces. His right arm was also blown to pieces. His chest was destroyed by thunder and fire. The bones and flesh were blown everywhere, and his entire upper body became smaller. cut.
The big man fell to the ground silently, and the long hair hanging down on both sides of his cheeks spread out, revealing two bloody golden marks the size of two eggs on his left and right cheekbones.
"I'm scared, just say that Captain Wang is definitely not a good person." The man in red robe pointed at the golden seal on the big man's face and said with a smile: "The thief who stabbed the army three thousand miles away must be a mob causing trouble in the local area. Don't let him go." He was carefully guarded in the military camp, but he was kept by his side as a confidant. Are there any good people who associate with thieves? "
A large group of well-dressed men broke into the courtyard and quickly entered the courtyard along the verandahs on both sides to invade.
Only the big man in iron armor stood beside the man in red robe, nodded with a smile and said: "What Mr. Zhou said is absolutely true. In this deserted land, some low-minded people always owe some respect to Wang Fa. It is inevitable to do all kinds of illegal things."
As he said this, there was a hint of disapproval in the eyes of the armored man.
Yazhou is a borderland. Not to mention how many dangers there are in the surrounding wilderness, there are countless bandits in the mountains at the junction of Yazhou and several neighboring states, and there are even "three states". Such giant bandits exist.
If the state army in Yizhou only recruits good men from among the people as soldiers, how can the combat effectiveness of these good men compare with these thugs who committed serious crimes and were exiled thousands of miles away? These thieves who join the army often have some good skills, and it is easy to stand out in the army. It is natural for them to be accepted as a confidant by the state military captain!
In the military camp, as long as you can kill people and fight, you are a hero!
On the contrary, things like obeying the law and obeying the law, haha, who will remember this when the big knife cuts off the head
However, the man in red robe was a Shangguan who had just airborne from the capital. He was the immediate boss of the armored man's immediate boss. He was not willing to disobey him, but he just wanted to follow his tone and please him.
"A nest of snakes and rats, rush in and control everyone. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed!" A proud smile appeared on the slightly sinister face of the red-robed man. He held a copper mace and strode towards I walked towards the backyard where the sound of teeth and the sound of women singing could be heard.
With a loud roar of "hey", hundreds of strong men in powerful costumes raised their iron spears, formed a three-person fighting formation, and strode into the backyard.
Suddenly, the huge courtyard was filled with chickens and dogs, the servants hissed and screamed strangely, and even the bodyguards who guarded the courtyard drew their swords at each other. Powerful crossbow arrows struck through the air, and a shrill howl sounded from time to time in the courtyard. It was the guard who was hit by the arrow.
There was a huge chaos, and after tea time, in the originally brightly lit backyard, men in red robes sat upright at a square table with scattered cups and plates. Seven or eight men were tied to death with iron chains by a man in a strong suit. With a long sword on his neck, he was forced to kneel on the ground.
More than a dozen maids and singing girls were driven to the corner of the courtyard, monitored by five or six strong men, and they knelt trembling in the shadows. There was a timid maid who was crying, her tears dripping down to the ground. No one knew where this disaster came from.