Song Yishui saw the raised hand of the letter king Zhao Zhen and waved down. With this wave of his hand, many figures suddenly appeared in the forest in all directions.
Suddenly, dozens of expressionless people wearing light armor rushed in from all directions. At this moment, Song Yishui's face changed.
Not long ago, the first group of elite fighters supported by the Xinwang Army arrived. He came late. If he came a day earlier, although there was nothing to do with Wang Zhaozhen, he would at least not ruin himself here. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.
As Song Yishui's expression changed, the expressions of those Ming Cultists and even Ji Qianqian changed at the same time. Because everyone saw that the dozens of soldiers from the Royal Army who had surrounded them suddenly ran over at an extremely fast, inhuman speed.
And the people who came one by one were extremely powerful, and some even leaped from the trees. Moreover, their combat effectiveness is extremely strong. Their methods can not even be said to be master combatants, but killing machines.
Song Yishui only felt that what he had said just now was simply slapping himself. The senior followers of the Great Sage King of Mingjiao hadn't even had time to wake up from the status quo, they had been overwhelmed by the shadow of a sword, light and sword. The sword flew, the blood splashed, and the head flew high.
The battle has not yet begun, it is over. Although Wugong is a powerful high-ranking Mingjiao Dasheng Wang, in front of the special forces who are trained by the believer Zhao Zhen and selected from the boy scouts for special training, they are almost as weak as newborn chicks.
The combat skills of the special forces were carefully trained by Xin Wang Zhao Zhen. They are more than just physical and well-equipped.
In this world, it can be said that no one can face this group of fighters with the skills of countless martial arts masters and killing machines nine hundred years later.
Facing the side-to-side fight, Song Yishui could completely imagine how helpless he was.
Before the battle, a look and a subtle movement of the opponent is enough to betray all the enemy's intentions in the eyes of the most elite fighters. They will know if you have left or right hand, or foot. Before that, the sharp weapon had pierced your neck or chest from your emptiness.
The letter king Zhao Zhen saw that there were even high-ranking Mingjiao Great Sage King Cultists, trying to show off their poor fighting skills in front of these self-trained special forces fighters. He couldn't help being funny, let alone these poor creatures, even based on his experience, he didn't dare to ignore each other in front of these real killing machines that he cultivated.
Senior followers of the Great Sage King of Mingjiao gathered in a circle and resisted desperately. However, in front of his lord, mentor, and prince, killing all these enemies before killing them all made the special forces angry.
The high-ranking followers of the Great Sage King of Mingjiao obviously did not expect that they would explode with the final potential of resistance, but instead aroused the anger of the special forces soldiers, and they intensified the killing.
They shot with bows and crossbows in the distance, stabs with long swords in the distance, and some went directly to the trees to shoot at the enemy. Soon these special forces killed all the enemies.
But no matter what other people thought, the battle was still settled at the moment before it really started. It seems that in the blink of an eye, the senior Mingjiao Great Sages have turned into cold corpses on the ground.
The black and red blood flowed laterally along the headless, icy bodies, spreading along the uneven ground in the forest, and infiltrating the black-green ground covered with moss.
Song Yishui seemed to be nailed in place by an invisible force. He opened his mouth wide, and there was a creaking sound in his throat, unable to say a word.
After a long time, there was a crisp sound on the scene. Everyone turned their heads subconsciously, only to see that it was one of the six Mingjiao disciples who had fled, who was still preparing to fight hard, but did not make a shot. The long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
And he himself seemed to be unaware of it, looking at the letter Wangjun special forces that had stopped the whole team again with a shocked look on his face. Oh my! Are these people still human? It's already beyond people's expectation to be able to find their faith king in such a complicated terrain. They are still so powerful.
The six Mingjiao followers couldn't help but look at the letter king Zhao Zhen, and their hearts were shocked. The prestige of the letter king Zhao Zhen is indeed well-deserved!
But when everyone was in a daze, the girl who was controlled by the psychedelic drug put down her spear and stopped between the special forces and Song Yishui.
Her meaning is very clear, she does not want these special forces fighters to kill Song Yishui.
The girl raised her head, her mouth pursed, her expression a little dignified. She already knew that she was definitely not the opponent of any one of the fighters of the King's Army Special Forces. But even so, this kind of recognition still can't let the fighting spirit in her eyes fade. Her center of gravity sank slightly, her body leaned forward, and she had already assumed a posture of preparing to fight.
"Ma Yueying?" This action of the girl was so familiar, it almost made Pang Zheng and the others think that it was Ma Yueying who was willing to fight for anyone in the Mingjiao Protector Group in the past.
"Ma Yueying, that guy is a traitor, why do you still protect him" the Mingjiao man couldn't help but shouted.
"Forgive me, the order I got is to protect him." The girl gritted her teeth and said with difficulty. But there was a confused expression in her eyes.
In the heart of the girl, she was unwilling to protect this traitor. But he shook his head immediately, as if to throw the idea out of his mind, and then she became unusually indifferent and said: "I want to perform the task, I can't watch him die here."
"Ma Yueying?" Song Yishui was taken aback, this time even he seemed to see the original Ma Yueying's shadow from the girl's back.
"Don't get out of here," the girl said angrily at Song Yishui: "Go to Master Wang Shanyue."
Song Yishui stayed for a while, then reacted and ran back on the ground.
But when the letter king Zhao Zhen saw this scene, a gleam of surprise flashed in his eyes. What a wealth of his knowledge, he caught the struggle of this girl warrior in an instant.
The rejection reaction shows that the girl's own consciousness has not completely disappeared. The words she said before were completely based on her own consciousness, otherwise how could she have said that just now. In the modern world, there are all kinds of psychedelic drugs, but they need to be taken for a long time to completely control a person's mind.
In the previous life of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, he took various medicines during the training courses to use his willpower and his body to resist these psychedelic drugs. Gradually, he was able to become immune to various psychedelic drugs.
Realizing this, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen suddenly understood why this girl used perseverance to resist the invasion of psychedelics into her mind. This girl really has a lot of perseverance, and he can't help but start to respect it suddenly when he thinks of this.
But from respect to respect, that disgusting Song Yishui can't let go. The letter king Zhao Zhen is not a person who likes to let the tiger go back to the mountain. This guy clearly shows that he is an unfamiliar wolf. If he retaliates against Luo Yueer or other people around him in the future, wouldn't he regret it
He made a decisive gesture with a clear meaning: stun the girl and kill the bastard behind.
The special forces fighters in front of the letter king Zhao Zhen immediately followed the lord and the master of the hope letter king Zhao Zhen's gesture, and immediately shot.
In the mountain forest, the bandit occupies the largest peak, which is higher than other mountains and is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
But what makes Sun Zhengxian proud is that he has always appreciated his vision. Compared to those who just claim to be kings and cocky guys who just occupy a hill, he thinks he is an expert who understands the military.
Stabbed to death, around his room, there are a few different styles of ceramic earthen jars and bronze vases that I don't know where they got, as well as a few calligraphy and paintings.
These furniture and antiques are not stacked together regularly, but Sun Zhengxian especially likes this. He ordered his subordinates to move these things and pile them together. In order to facilitate his appreciation every day-although most of them are fakes.
When Wang Shanyue and the high-ranking followers of Mingjiao Great Sage Wang Clerk opened the door and entered the Juyi Hall of Sun Zhengxian, the three of them looked at each other and all snorted coldly.
The latter is because I don't want to see these two annoying faces at all, and the former is because I disdain the undeveloped limbs and uncomplicated brain of the vulgar aesthetics of the mountain king. At least Wang Shanyue couldn't see the difference between this hall and the garbage dump.
"Hey, what's the matter with you guys! I'm done! I won't do things without money." Sun Zheng first straightened the collar of his silk robe. He snatched it from a passing gentry's son. A long wrinkled face showed a slight smile. He said, "Boss Wang, what are you doing here?"
"One last reminder, my name is Wang Shanyue. I am a protector of Mingjiao and a special official of the Kingdom of Jin. You can call me protector Wang or Lord Wang."
Wang Shanyue was really not in the mood to correct what the other party had learned from the bandits and called King Mountain King. So he woke up the mountain king, don't deliberately use the name of the mountain king to call his own name.
"It's all the same." Sun Zheng first looked at the senior followers of Mingjiao Great Sage King and asked with a complacency: "I thought you wouldn't come."
Wang Shanyue snorted coldly, and said, "I think you are very comfortable when you are a bandit." He looked around and said, "You snatched these things, worth a lot of money?"
The son of the thief leader Sun Zhengxian wrinkled his face even deeper, and shook his head and said, "It's not worth any money."
Wang Shanyue and the high-level believers glanced at each other. This bandit is very leisurely and contented as the emperor of the land here.
The head of the law protector rearranged what he was going to say, and then said: "Now, we have one thing we want you to help."
"The food you gave, you can let me help once-I have already helped you." Sun Zhengxian said unhappily. He sent someone to follow Xiao Shanhe's people and sent a message to induce the coalition of Yang Yao and the Jinren to come over. In fact, Has attracted the attention of all parties to explore the horse.
"It's good for you," the high-level followers of Mingjiao Great Sage King whispered. "Benefits? What kind of benefits?" Sun Zhengxian said.
"A big fish is worth a lot of money. If you succeed, you can be made a general by Jin Guo." Wang Shanyue said with a serious face.
There was a muffled noise. The letter king Zhao Zhen severely grabbed Song Yishui's hair and pressed his head into the soil, causing the other party to make a "Woo" cry.
Judging from the news disclosed by Song Yishui, the facts are already obvious. Although the result is the last thing that Xinwang Zhaozhen is willing to accept, he still has to admit that the other party is looking at him.
No wonder so many elites were sent, and even the golden men were attracted. It turned out that I was dealing with myself.
The letter king Zhao Zhen knew that they were using the conditions of secretly uniting with Zhao Gou to let the Song Dynasty navy block the Wu family members and their thousand soldiers who had retreated, as well as the navy that transported them. The purpose is oneself.
In fact, he should have thought of this long ago. The other party has completely abandoned tracking Zhuang Dashi and Xiao Shanhe and his party, and instead searched for his existence.
All this is probably caused by the damn sly fox Zhang Yuanzheng who ordered Xiao Shanhe to deliberately cause it. Zhang Yuanzheng has always been in harmony with himself. Although he has sent the most elite followers to help him, he wants to use his own power. In the end, he caught most of the hearts of the Mingjiao elites. Now, just let them leave Mingjiao and join the army of believers. I am afraid that most people will leave without hesitation. After all, being loyal to a sect is worse than loving them and pursuing a lifetime of dedication.
Probably because of the success of his own backhand, Zhang Yuanzheng made himself one after losing his wife and breaking down.
Although Xin Wang Zhao Zhen was itchy with anger, she had to admit that the other party's strategy was very successful and caused him a lot of trouble, and also made him very angry, with serious consequences.
After listening to Song Yishui’s description, Ji Qianqian didn’t say a word. It took a long time before she suggested on the side: “Should we retreat temporarily, believe in Qiansui Wang?”
But Xin Wang Zhao Zhen waved his hand. If you trouble him, you must be prepared to pay the price. Fortunately, his own men and horses have also come, it is the time to counterattack.
Instead, he calmed down at this time, wanting to see how powerful these Mingjiao great sages are. Isn't it just a Mingjiao half-gang? The letter king Zhao Zhenxin said that I haven't experienced battle and killing, and I want to see how good you are.
But he was going crazy, but Pang Zheng cautiously leaned over and asked in a low voice: "My lord, what should Ma Yueying do?"
The letter king Zhao Zhen turned her head and saw that the controlled lady was lying on one side as if she was asleep, while several special forces soldiers were guarding beside her.
Kill this girl? This is obviously impossible, let alone what the newly joined Mingjia thoughts, even he himself would not agree. Just kidding, Ma Yueying was just psychedelic by psychedelic drugs, and she could still figure out a solution.
So he replied without thinking about it: "Bring it, after all, it's your companion, maybe it's still saved."
"Really" Pang Zheng was startled, and then asked excitedly. Letter King Zhao Zhen nodded: "I can only try it."
Pang Zheng nodded quickly. Of course he understood that Ma Yueying's state was definitely not normal.
"Where's this guy?" Ji Qianqian looked at Song Yishui, who was gnawing on the ground with a bit of disgust, and asked in a low voice.
Hearing these words, Song Yishui seemed to regain his strength all at once. He struggled to raise his head, his face was full of tears and nose mixed with mud, and he shouted with all his strength: "You promised, as long as I have said it, you You won't kill me."
"I speak my words." Xinwang Zhao Zhen nodded and said, then he clapped his hands and stood up.
He counted the enemies he was about to face with his fingers. Including the number of bandits mentioned in the information that the special forces just provided to themselves is more than a thousand people, and even more colluding with the enemy.
Then there are the elites of Mingjiao Great Sage King Cultists, the number will not be less than two hundred, and all of them are powerful in martial arts, which is a big trouble.
In the end, there are about a hundred golden and Mongol killers under Wang Shanyue's men. The strength is almost the same as that of the elite Mingjiao Dasheng Wang, and the imperial edict is higher.
Then the thief king Sun Zhengxian himself was considered high-powered martial arts, and Wang Shanyue's martial arts was undoubtedly even more powerful. As for the high-level master of the Mingjiao Great Sage King, Zhao Zhen, the believer, probably knew that it was very powerful.
He thought for a while, then turned around and saw that the special forces soldiers had dealt with the arrogant Song Yishui. Although he may let him go, but his men will not let him go. It is simply impossible to offend a woman who believes in Wang Qiansui or her and want to survive.
At this time, there were about thirty people who were captured by Song Yishui and the congregants of the Mingjiao Protectorate Corps who later ran over to take refuge. At this time, they were treating their wounds with the help of their colleagues, that is, their own guards and special forces soldiers, and the two groups got along very well.
"What are you going to do?" A voice sounded beside him. The letter king Zhao Zhen was taken aback when she saw Ji Qianqian on the side. This woman is quite positive sometimes, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen thought in her heart.
"If Song Yishui didn’t lie, and the great sages of Mingjiao were collaborating with the bandits, their speed should be about the same as ours. If we attack first, when we get there, we may have to face more than just It's just a mob of bandits."
"Basically correct," Xinwang Zhao Zhen smiled slightly and said: "But I guess Wang Shanyue has seen the thief king Sun Zhengxian by this time, because he wants to prevent us from slipping out of the east."
"They should have released the spies. They think we will run away?" Xin Wang Zhao Zhen smiled and said: "They will make a wrong judgment, but it happens that I want to let them know the consequences of offending me."