In the Beimeng camp, one after another information came continuously from the direction of Daxia Imperial City. The dark chess that Fan Lingyue had arranged for seven years was fully effective at this moment. In the handsome tent, orders were issued every day, and they were quickly transmitted through letter eagles. into the imperial city.
The spies in Ning Chen's hands also kept staring at every corner of the imperial city, reporting everything they found, no matter how small or small they were.
The imperial city is so big, there are countless dignitaries who need attention, and the situation is amazing. Every day, Ning Chen is filtering the huge amount of information at high speed, judging what is useful and what is useless.
After the three-day period came, Ning Chen sent a letter to the tenth prince, promising that Xia Mingri would help him ascend to the throne.
Both of them understand that this is just an attitude, but an attitude of kindness is always the starting point for cooperation.
Ning Chen knew very well in his heart that soon, the contents of these letters would spread throughout the imperial city, and the tenth prince's ingenuity would never let go of this opportunity to grow his own reputation.
Moreover, the third prince will soon find him again.
This is a world that pays attention to strength after all. Even the third prince and the eldest grandson cannot elect a prince without power.
Two days later, the content of the letter was made public, the imperial city was shaken, and everyone was shocked by Ning Chen's choice.
Everyone knows that Marquis Zhiming is the most trusted person by the empress of the dynasty. If Marquis Zhiming made this choice, does it mean that the empress has decided to make the tenth prince the emperor
The third prince was the most surprised. He and Ning Chen had a good chat that day, but he didn't expect things to change so quickly.
"Come here, prepare a horse" Xia Yanwu said with a solemn expression in the kamikaze camp.
"Yes"
The horses were brought in quickly, and Xia Yanwu quickly left the Kamikaze camp on horseback and rushed in the direction of the Marquis of Zhiming.
The gate of the mansion was opened, and when Xia Yanwu arrived, the old butler was already waiting in front of the mansion gate. After seeing the former, he bluntly said, "Master Hou has gone out this morning, please come back another day."
Xia Yanwu frowned and stayed on the horse for a long time before he responded in a deep voice, "When the Marquis of Zhiming comes back, tell him that this king has something to do with him."
The old butler bowed respectfully and said, "The slave will definitely bring the conversation to you"
Xia Yanwu left, puzzled and puzzled, and with a hint of anger.
From Yunling Village, which is more than 700 kilometers away from the imperial city, a figure came slowly today.
Ning Chen went out of the city to avoid the third prince and to suppress the bandits by the way.
Yunling Village is located above Yunling Mountain. It is the biggest source of bandits in the surrounding area. The terrain is dangerous and it is easy to defend and difficult to attack. There are more than 4,000 people among them, and there are many masters. The imperial court has tried many times without success.
Daxia's forbidden army generally never leaves the imperial city, let alone to suppress bandits. As for the surrounding city army, they do not have any advantage against these mountain bandits.
Ning Chen never believed that there were mountain bandits who could fight against the imperial court. The reason why they were not wiped out must be due to human factors.
He sent people to investigate for a long time, and found that there were actually nine-rank powerhouses on the mountain, and there were more than one.
This place is too close to the imperial city, and he is very worried about having such a group of people here.
He doesn't care who buried the secret chess, since he has found it, he will not continue to exist by it.
The cottage was very lively, Ning Chen stood on a rock and watched silently. Someone passed by, but no one took him seriously.
According to the report of the spies, there are three village owners in the cottage, two men and one woman, all of them are Grade 9, and the big creditor headed by them has reached the late Grade Nine.
What surprised him even more was that the only female village owner was the Dazhai owner.
There are so few Ninth-Rank in the world. It can be seen from the banned army in Daxia. The banned army in Daxia has always been a gathering place for the strong. However, even so, among the banned army of 10,000 people, on average, there is not one Ninth-Rank. .
Still the same sentence, Rank 9 is not Chinese cabbage. There are three Rank 9 strong people in a small cottage, and all fools know there is a problem.
"Master", a woman dressed as a mountain bandit came over and saluted respectfully.
"Good job," Ning Chen nodded in appreciation.
"Thank you for your praise," the woman said with her head lowered.
"Get up, after tonight, you can go down the mountain." Ning Chen glanced at the cottage in front of him and said.
The woman thanked her. After she got up, she hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but ask, "Ask the master, how many people have you brought here?"
"Just myself." Ning Chen smiled flatly and said, "It's just to suppress the bandits, there's no need to go to war."
The woman had a worried look on her face. She was about to persuade, but was stopped by Ning Chen.
"Okay, you can go back, Ben Hou has his own measure"
"Yes" The woman gave a helpless salute and sighed in her heart, wondering if the boss was too confident or arrogant, how could one person be able to defeat the more than 4,000 people in the cottage.
Ning Chen didn't explain, and there was no need to explain, he never planned to rush in foolishly, Yunling is such a good terrain, not using Bai or not.
On the plain, facing the four thousand mountain bandits with many masters, he may still have some difficulty. However, this is a mountain, horses can't run, people can't surround, kill one by one, he has time.
As the sun went down, Ning Chen stood on the boulder and waited, waiting for the dark to come. The reason was very simple, because it was inconvenient to go down the mountain at night.
He was alone, he couldn't kill him too fast, and of course he didn't want anyone to escape.
The night has little effect on the powerhouses above the ninth grade, but not all the ninth grades on the mountain.
The worry on the face of the woman in bandit clothes never disappeared. She thought that the master would bring Tsing Yiwei or even the red one over here, but she didn't expect that only the master would come in the end.
The night gradually fell, and the breeze picked up. Unsurprisingly, the east wind, Ning Chen stood in the direction of the wind, and pulled up a large bundle of arrows under the boulder.
The relaxed fingers brought out three streams of death in the dark night, silently swept through the void, and swept directly towards the patrolling people at the outermost periphery below.
Puff puff, the three arrows sunk into the throats of the three at the same time, without exclamation, without roaring in pain.
Ning Chen's hands were very fast, bending bows and arrows, unchanging, black streamers appeared one after another, no brilliance, no sound, only figures that kept falling.
More and more figures fell, and finally someone felt that something was wrong. Just as they were about to go out to check, they were shot directly through the throat by a black arrow.
The sprayed blood stained the ground beneath him, leaving only the eyes that could not be closed and the unwillingness of unknown reasons.
The smell of blood drifted away with the breeze, leaving no one in the village to find out. The dark night was the best time to cover up the killing. Ning Chen deliberately chose the location of the night and the headwind in order not to let anyone go.
This was a naked~naked~naked slaughter, without any resistance, the figure on the boulder under the night did not show any pity from beginning to end, and a pair of icy eyes made people unable to see the slightest emotion.
Death became the only result. The cottage was so big, but it couldn't escape the ruthless eyes in the distance. As far as the eyes could see, the arrows came.
Murder is a boring thing. Killing one person, two people, ten people, a hundred people, if you kill more, you will only have to repeat the same thing. However, Ning Chen has already decided to kill everyone, so when he kills, it is actually still the same. Be careful.
Three arrows at once, four arrows at once, five arrows at once, five arrows are already his limit, no more can control the accuracy, but fortunately, his speed of bending the bow is very fast, and it only takes the blink of an eye for two consecutive times. .
The person who wanted to shout was finally shot through the throat by the arrow, and the five people covered their throats together. The scene of blood spraying was very exciting and cruel.
After killing the outermost people, the target continued to move forward. If there were more than ten people, Ning Chen would let it go. If there were more than ten people, he had to pull the bow a third time. This gap was enough for the rest to shout.
On the boulder, the arrows like a hill were rapidly decreasing, less than half of them at the beginning, which meant that half of the Shanzhai people died.
The number of arrows that Ning Chen brought was enough to count, and he brought as many arrows as there were people in the cottage.
He knew he couldn't just shoot everyone to death, but in case of bad luck, it was always right to bring more arrows. However, it turns out that this in case of bad luck still did not appear. A woman who was about to go out to splash water accidentally saw her husband who had just fallen and screamed. Although this woman was also hit by the arrows that followed nailed to the hut
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The woman's cry was very loud, and suddenly many people were shocked, and they all ran out to check, only to find that the outside was full of corpses.
Ning Chen's arrows could only kill five people at a time. Including the reaction time, shooting twice, that is, ten people, was already enough, because ten people rarely appeared in their respective fields of vision at the same time at night.
However, the woman's exclamation changed all this, and many people ran out, no less than twenty, and the matter was finally exposed.
Ning Chen still calmly sent all these twenty people to the Western Paradise of Elysium, and exposed it, let it be exposed, how many people can be killed before the people who can stop him come.
"Zhaizhu"
In the village, panicked voices sounded, one after another, and three pairs of eyes suddenly opened in a wooden hall that was very luxuriously constructed and decorated in the distance.
"Huamu, go out and have a look." In the middle of the three seats, a gorgeous young woman who looked to be in her thirties narrowed her eyes and said.
"En" The middle-aged man on the far left got up and walked out of the wooden hall.
On the boulder in the distance, Ning Chen stopped the arrow in his hand and threw the arrow in his hand aside.
The master finally appeared.
The corners of Ning Chen's mouth curved up slightly, his bow was full of grief, and a silver arrow appeared. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, and the brilliance in the sky gathered crazily, condensing into an unparalleled arrow.
The next moment, the arrow shot out, passed through the limitation of space, and came to the man in the middle in a blink of an eye.
"how"
Seeing the huge black hole in front of his chest, the man in the middle moved his gaze with difficulty to the direction of the arrow light. The blurred eyes could no longer see the figure in the distance. All he could see was Su Yi's indifferent, Shura in the night.
"The first arrow" Ning Chen counted softly, this arrow is not the arrow under him, and it doesn't shoot much, otherwise it will be exhausted.