"I, Sima Zhuifeng, the prefect of Yizhou! Who is coming? Tell me your name. Don't imitate that ineffective businessman who only uses his words to show off!"
Sima Zhuifeng looked at the heavily armored man with a solemn expression. The heat all over his body had long since disappeared, and the hot sweat all over his body had long since turned into cold sweat.
The armor on the heavily armored man is completely black, with simple and thick lines. There are two dragon swallowing mouths on his left and right shoulders, and a ferocious black dragon is in relief on his chest. Whether the dragon swallows its mouth or the black dragon is embossed, the workmanship is extremely exquisite, and the dragon's scales and whiskers are clearly distinguishable.
The sun shines on the big man, and there is a layer of moist light like the inner layer of a clam shell faintly shining on the thick armor. A large amount of water vapor cloud patterns can be seen in the treasure light. This is a rare and extremely precious secret talisman armor.
A piece of secret talisman armor is not worth much. He was born in the Sima family. How many good things has Sima Zhuifeng seen
What's terrible is that the black dragon totem on this secret talisman armor, as well as several water cloud symbols on the armor, all represent the origin of this armor.
Sima Zhuifeng looked at this suit of armor and couldn't imagine what it meant for a person wearing this suit of armor to appear in Yizhou City. How could they be here? They shouldn't even be here!
"Someone is a military lord of the Qin Dynasty, Ying Feng." The heavy-armored man raised the eight-foot heavy sword on his shoulder, held the sword upright in front of him with both hands, and saluted Sima Zhuifeng: "I also ask the Trojan Governor to arrest him without any help, and don't just increase the number. Casualties!"
Sima Zhuifeng's heart slowly sank. He looked at the heavy-armored man and sneered: "Great Qin? The previous ancient Qin was a story thousands of years ago. There is only Great Jin in the world, and there is no Great Qin anymore. Wait. If you don’t want to submit to this dynasty and are willing to fend for yourself in the wilderness, then you will be happy!”
Taking a deep breath, Sima Zhuifeng said sternly: "But how dare you to invade my great Jinzhou City? Do you want to die and destroy your clan?"
Ying Feng smiled and shook his head, and said calmly: "That's all, I can't convince you with words, so let's see what happens on the sword! What a pity, this guy, such a strong man, why can't he be obedient?"
"I don't have any bad intentions. I just want to recruit him to join us in Great Qin, to rule over all the hard-working men in Yazhou, and to gain a good family background together. Unfortunately, he insists on becoming the first reporter, and all his good intentions are in vain."
Looking at Sun Tiehan who died tragically with a bit of pity, Ying Feng suddenly shouted: "You guys, kill!"
With a long roar, the street where Sima Zhuifeng was suddenly fell into chaos.
Among the lifu and handymen under the eaves, the strong men who stood up and looked at Sima Zhuifeng with solemn expressions and cold eyes suddenly pulled out black strips of cloth from their waists and tied them tightly on their arms.
Then they pulled the crowbar in their hands hard, and with a "clang" sound, they pulled out a heavy sword radiating cold light.
These warriors and handymen only accounted for about 30% of all the warriors and handymen on the street. After they pulled out their heavy swords, they immediately roared at the shocked warriors and handymen around them, who were stunned and unresponsive like geese.
"Brothers, we are working hard. We have to carry big bags and drive heavy trucks all day long. How can any family have enough food?"
"Come with us, do it! Pick up the guy, do it!"
"Break the prefect's mansion, loot the city of Yizhou, and leave gold, silver, jewelry, white rice, white noodles, silk and satin for everyone to enjoy!"
"If you are brave brothers, follow us and work together! Let's work together and win glory and wealth!"
"Those who don't want to work together and still treat us as brothers, stay out of the way. Get down, get down. Anyone who doesn't obey will die!"
"Sun Tantou doesn't want his brothers to get rich, so he has been killed by Lord Yingfeng! Brothers, you can either follow us or lie down on the ground and stay out of the way. Swords have no eyes, don't blame the brothers for ignoring the kindness of the past! "
Lifu and the handymen crowded under the eaves stared blankly at their companions who suddenly changed their faces. Why did these companions who usually drink together and do cool work together suddenly become so strange today
The body of Sun Tiehan, the leader of Yizhou Lixing stall, was lying on the ground with blood. The tragic way of death was so scary!
Most of the laborers and handymen subconsciously held their heads and lay on the ground. This is the rule of the Green Forest Road. As long as they, the laborers and handymen, do not move around or do bad things, no matter how vicious the bandits are, they will not hurt them easily.
There were also a small number of lifu and handymen who were restless on weekdays. They roared one after another, and were carried away by an inexplicable impulse. They stupidly rushed out following their companions with black cloth strips wrapped around their arms.
As soon as they moved, the warriors holding heavy swords kept taking out strips of black cloth and handing them to them, letting them wrap them tightly around their arms.
The sword light flashed, accompanied by loud roars and curses. The first to bear the brunt of the misfortune were the stewards of several caravans blocking the road, as well as the guards hired by the owners of these caravans.
Amidst countless exclamations, wolf-like warriors and handymen rushed into the caravan. Sword light flashed, and the heavy eight-sided sword chopped off heads one by one like melons and vegetables. The stewards and guards of the caravan watched in disbelief at these Kuhaha who let them roam around in daily life. Before they could figure out what happened, they had already died tragically under the swords of these despicable people.
"Spread the wealth!" Ying Feng held the heavy sword in both hands and approached Sima Zhuifeng's chariot step by step.
Following Ying Feng's roar, the heavy swords in the hands of the warriors and handymen who rushed into the caravan were slashed indiscriminately. A large amount of gold, silver, copper coins, silk and other precious objects were scattered all over the floor. Lifu and the handymen were laughing loudly, grabbing a lot of money and throwing it to the roadside.
"Brothers, do you really want to carry a big bag all your life?"
"Get up, get up, stand up, kill, kill, kill, kill a big bowl of meat and a big bowl of wine!"
"Brothers, let's make a bet and capture the city of Yizhou. The girls can be chosen by any of the brothers, and the brothers can live in any of the spacious tile-roofed houses!"
Lifu and the handyman who were lying on the ground by the roadside were stunned. A large number of gold, silver and copper coins were thrown on their heads, which hurt them but also woke them up.
Looking at the tragic death of Mr. Sun on the ground.
Looking at the human heads rolling all over the floor.
Look at the golden gold, the white silver, and the jingling copper coins.
Suddenly, a powerful man and a handyman jumped up with a "ouch" sound, and with a crowbar, he threw it at the caravan guards who were fleeing in embarrassment beside them.
These laborers did heavy work all day long, and they were extremely strong. Their crowbars were extremely strong, and when they hit people on the head, more than a dozen guards were beaten until their brains exploded and died.
It was chaos, and it became more and more chaotic. Countless laborers and handymen jumped up one after another, howling "Aoao" and followed behind the "companions" holding heavy swords, and charged indiscriminately like crazy beasts.
Ying Feng laughed "haha" and walked through the chaotic street step by step, approaching Sima Zhuifeng.
A stream of black water vapor rose from Ying Feng's feet, turning into a black vortex that enveloped him from the waist down. The black cold wind was biting, and a black air above Ying Feng's head shot up to a height of more than ten feet. In the black air, a black evil dragon could be seen rolling and roaring.