The sky is faint and the morning light is faint.

The gates of Wancheng were slowly opened. A procession slowly exited the city gates, but at the front was Yingziyi, riding a foal.

Ying Ziyi covered her mouth with her hands and beat Hache. The cold snap of the early morning hit, and he felt a chill and tightened his clothes.

The line of more than 100 guards was not long, and soon all of them left the city gate and lined up outside the city.

He was followed by Changping Jun, Zhao Gao and Nanyang's martial arts. As an official of Daqin, working from 5 to 9 is a necessary cultivation. However, Wancheng is not Xianyang, the so-called sky is high and Qin Wang is far away, and they don't have to be like this in ordinary times.

Nanyang's civil and military expressions were depressed, looking at Yingziyi at the front, they all wished that this product would leave quickly, so that they could go back to make up for sleep.

"Let's go!"

Ying Ziyi shouted, and a hundred guards separated on both sides, forming a road in the middle, and Ying Ziyi drove the horse away.

"Subordinates send off the fourteenth son!"

Outside Wancheng, all the officials bowed down and shouted in unison.

Except for Changping Jun, he looked at Yingziyi's distant figure, stroking his beard slowly, and didn't know what he was thinking?

Above the countryside, horses' hooves rumble. The three thousand horsemen who were originally stationed in the military village on the side of Wancheng all rode horses to join the queue of Yingziyi at this moment.

The rangers were scattered but marched like the wind, and a force of 3,000 men was quickly assembled on the field.

There is a different smell in the chaos. Changping Jun didn't know the soldiers, but he was able to get a strange feeling from these three thousand horsemen.

What is it? Changping Jun didn't wait to think about it for a long time, and his thoughts were interrupted.

"Changping-kun, it's cold outside the city, let's go back early and rest!"

Zhao Gao slowly straightened his waist, and there was still no expression on his gloomy face.

"Thank you for the order from the CRRC government."

Changpingjun nodded in thanks and turned around. A group of Nanyang officials behind him retreated to both sides, making way for Changpingjun.

Zhao Gaoyin smiled coldly, looking at the respectful appearance of the officials in Nanyang to Changpingjun, as if he regarded this Changpingjun as the lord of Nanyang

Yingzi Yi went away, and the court meeting in front of the city gate of Wancheng dispersed.

Zhao Gao stayed at the end, and when all the officials were gone, he left the official road alone and walked to the path leading to the houses in the suburbs of Wancheng.

Wancheng is a big city in Nanyang, with a large population and developed agriculture and commerce. Standing on the city wall, you can see that the four fields are fertile and fertile fields. Strange and horizontal, chickens and dogs come and go. In the era of farming and warfare, agriculture was a soldier, and the more developed the agriculture, the more soldiers were comparatively the largest.

The houses are staggered, and the dense forest is covered. After shaking off several waves of surveillance, Zhao Gao entered a small courtyard.

This small courtyard is not large, and at first glance it is very ordinary, but on closer inspection, you can find that this courtyard is very delicately designed, and it is located between three courtyards. From the outside, it looks like this small courtyard doesn't exist.

This is the stronghold of Luo Net in Wancheng, and the elite of Luo Net transferred back by Ying Ziyi is also in this small courtyard at this moment. The small courtyard is not big, but there are many people inside. The murderous aura is vertical and bloody, and the killers maintain a certain distance from each other, but it is difficult to hide the suspicion and hostility between each other, and even this small courtyard is a little cold. Before they joined Luowang, they were all world-famous masters. Except for the peerless weapon of the Qin State, no country in the world has the ability and resources to collect so many masters and let them obey their orders.

Zhao Gao walked in slowly, in the past, he had absolute authority over the killers in the net.

Now, it seems, is no exception.

"See your lord!" When the net killers saw Zhao Gao, they all knelt down and bowed.

"Get up!"

Zhao Gao looked at the killers of this net, and what Ying Ziyi said in the dark was true, all of them were the elite in the net, and they were also the backbone of Zhao's master.

"Remember, in the midst of the snare, my orders take precedence over anyone."

Zhao Gao's gloomy voice gently walked through the small courtyard.

"My subordinates are willing to be loyal to your lordship."

"As for the poison on your body, I have already had an antidote developed, and after this operation, I will send them to you to detoxify you."

The antidote developed by Duanmu Rong is actually not much, far from enough to solve the poison on everyone present. But Zhao Gao couldn't say that, once they knew that there were not many antidotes, their morale would definitely collapse.

Fortunately, before Duanmurong was rescued, Zhao Gao ordered people to record the process of his pharmacy. After Wancheng's affairs were over, he would be able to ask his subordinates who were proficient in alchemy to refine according to this process.

"Thank you, sir."

Four of Zhao Gao's henchmen sent silk bags containing bamboo slips to each of the killers. In the net, there has never been an order given to so many members at the same time. This action must be very important.

It's something that everyone present can see. But important, it means dangerous, extremely dangerous.

"You can open it now, and when you have seen it, you will plunge into the furnace."

As a killer, it is common to lick blood on the knife and wander between life and death.

This is an era of war, since King You was killed, King Ping moved east, the world has been in turmoil for hundreds of years. The nations conquer, there is no day of peace.

Therefore, the learned scholars among the hundreds of schools of thought defined this era as a world of great controversy.

What is a world of great controversy? To put it simply, it is a glorious thing to dare to fight hard with a knife and kill people and drink blood. And the idea of staying at home, planning to farm honestly and live in peace with the world is not in line with the mainstream of society.

The weak die and the strong live. The killer of the net is the strong man produced in the world of great contention. They are accustomed to licking blood from the knife edge, and all day long is studying how to complete the goal quickly and effectively. If one day, the world is peaceful and they put down the swords and swords in their hands, they will be at a loss.

And there are many such strong people in the world, and only a small part of the top ones are collected by the net.

The killers of the net took out the bamboo slips from the silk bag, and although they were prepared, they did not expect such a content to be on it.

On top of all the bamboo slips, the content is the same, leaving Wancheng and scattered in all directions.

This really made the killers present feel a little anticlimactic.

But for Zhao Gao, this is the best choice. The net is the foundation of his body in the Qin State, and these killers have been cultivated by him for many years. The current Wancheng is a huge whirlpool, and it is impossible for him to obey Ying Ziyi's orders and take out his years of hard work to confront Changping Jun.

Therefore, taking advantage of Yingziyi's departure, it is in Zhao Gao's best interests to remove this killer as soon as possible.

As for Zhao Gao himself, with his cultivation, can there be anyone in this Wan City who can trap him?

"If you know your mission, let's do it!" Zhao Gao said coldly.

"Yes, sir."

"Quick, fence this place." A rough voice came from outside, and Zhao Gao's eyes flashed with surprise.

Who is it?

"My lord, it is the garrison of Wancheng, there are 5,000 people, and they have surrounded this place."

Zhao Gao quickly got the answer. The snare killer who went to investigate hurriedly withdrew from the eaves and came back to report.

"Changping-kun, did you do it so quickly?"

"Array!" Two thousand shield armoured troops surrounded the courtyard where Luo Wang was located, layer after layer, dense and orderly. A handsome young man stood behind the first layer of defense.

"Pass the order, someone in the courtyard dares to take a step out of the courtyard, and kill him."

The silver-armored young general looked at this murderous courtyard, and his heart was still very nervous, after all, this was his first time leading the army independently.

"General Zhao, the three thousand crossbow army has been arrayed, are we going to do it?" The captain under the Silver Armor Junior General said.

"Don't worry, wait for the order of the fourteenth prince."

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