After the final consideration of the assassination candidate, Peng Zhihai still decided to carry it out by himself and Zhu Dazhuang, the "Bingzhu" who had just arrived to contact him.

It's not that I dare to believe a few of my cronies, but assassination This kind of thing, ordinary people may not be able to do it professionally, and it is very likely that their own traces will be exposed, only Peng Zhihai and Zhu Dazhuang, who were born as Hongmen soldiers, have received strict military education, and Zhu Dazhuang is an elite selected from the special operations battalion, and things such as sneaking and sneak attacks on secret posts are his forte.

Therefore, in the plan to assassinate Li Zicheng outside, only Peng Zhihai and Zhu Dazhuang can do it without startling the snakes, although Peng Zhihai's henchmen also have some courage and dare to fight, but they can't do it neatly to kill the secret sentinels.

Moreover, the last step, the tool to assassinate Li Zicheng, because the distance between the hill and the eastern avenue is about 100 steps, and the long-range weapon can only be used to shoot the target.

There was not much time left for Peng Zhihai, and when he inquired about Li Zicheng's most reliable whereabouts, it was only six hours before the target action.

First of all, Peng Zhihai found Zhu Dazhuang, and after a short discussion, the two went their separate ways, Zhu Dazhuang quietly went to the small hill outside the village, personally observed the terrain, and figured out the specific location of the five secret sentinels; And Peng Zhihai wanted to inquire about the handover time of the five secret sentinels and the bows and arrows used in the assassination.

Unlike Hongmen, which is fully armed, the peasant army is too poor, and many soldiers do not even have a qualified knife soldier, most of them are kitchen knives, sickles, etc., collected from private households, and transformed into spears and other weapons for self-defense.

Peng Zhihai, as a thousand generals, has only two ordinary long knives in his hands for a long time, one is commonly used and one is spare, and the armor is a half-body armor scraped from the officers and soldiers, and the bow and arrow he needs next, he is very worried that the damage of the ordinary hunting bow in his hand is a little lower.

The best weapon is naturally the flint musket produced by Hongmen itself, within this hundred steps, even if he is wearing a suit of armor, he can penetrate it under one shot, but the abrupt shape of the musket, Peng Zhihai, as a spy, where may he have the opportunity to take it with him, doesn't he want to expose himself?

There were some arquebuses and arquebuses in the peasant army, but they were shoddy, or had not been well maintained for many years, and it was better to use a longbow than to use them.

There is also the retreat after the assassination, which must be prepared in advance, and the three miles behind the hill can be seen at a glance, and only after running out of the three miles will there be a coherent jungle and a river that is not too shallow.

The preparations were in full swing in the middle of the night, but before starting the plan, Peng Zhihai first acted in front of his subordinates, played a scene of falling off a horse, pretending to have injured his left leg, and returned to his residence to recuperate with the support of Zhu Dazhuang and two henchmen.

If Li Zicheng's assassination is exposed, all the manpower under Li Zicheng's command will definitely be in turmoil, and if he is hunted down and killed, then he is recuperating from his injuries at this time, and he will not be able to appear in his team for a while, which is also a logical thing.

In the end, there was no replacement for the long-range weapon, and after Zhu Dazhuang returned, Peng Zhihai could only hand over the somewhat soft hunting bow in his hand to Zhu Dazhuang.

Zhu Dazhuang took the hunting bow, easily pulled a full bow and tried it, and asked with some dissatisfaction: "Can't you find a stronger longbow?" ”

"Yes, there is, but there are two or three people with hard bows, and they all hide their weapons as if they were treasures, I can't ask for them for no reason, if the details of the assassination operation come out, we will borrow the bow at this juncture, I am afraid it will arouse suspicion!" Peng Zhihai was also helpless, he hadn't worked hard to collect exquisite weapons in the past two years, but most of the good weapons that finally fell into his hands were taken away by his bosses, and in the end, he could only use some ordinary weapons to defend himself.

"Hey! I can't guarantee that using this hunting bow will be able to hit the opponent's vital point within 100 steps, as long as I am not careful, this bow and arrow may deviate for a long time! Zhu Dazhuang couldn't, he went north all the way to join Peng Zhihai, and the only weapon that could stay by his side for self-defense was an ordinary style dagger and other weapons

The vast sea, the dark clouds, and nature are showing its might.

Wave after wave of sea rushed towards the shoreline, lapping on the beach and reef, making a "bang, pop" cry; The wind howled, causing the trees on the shore to bend their waists, "Brush... Brush..."The ground wails in unison; The sky is like a sieve that leaks from the bottom, and the rain rushes into the bosom of the earth like crazy, splashing the mud and sand on the ground, and merging into a dragon of earth and plunging into the sea.

The whole thing is a post-apocalyptic scenario.

Not far from the coastline, a fishing village stands quietly, whipped by nature.

Walking into the village, every house is closed, and people hide in their houses and pray to the sky, waiting for the wind and rain to subside.

In the southeast corner of the house, which is closest to the coastline, white smoke is still emitting from the chimney on the roof, and people can be seen working in the yard in the heavy rain. Pulling the field of vision further, a standard mansion comes into view, with tall walls surrounding the surroundings, resisting the raging winds, blue bricks and blue tiles, withstanding the invasion of rain.

In the hall, on the circle chair next to the offering table, there was also an old woman, her long hair was gray, and a tiger's head of full height was on the ground in her hand. The old woman looked like she was closing her eyes, but her slightly slanted body and her ears fluttered from time to time betrayed her.

Why is the atmosphere in the room so solemn? Just because there was a woman's heart-rending screams in the room on the left side of the main house, and from time to time a woman frequently shouted: "Inhale, exhale, hard!" ”

"Mother, it's been so long, why haven't you come out yet! Listening to this scream, I am really anxious! The black-faced man finally couldn't help it, and looked at the house with a frown, it seemed that if it weren't for the customs, I am afraid he would have broken into the house.

"What are you anxious about? You think it's easy to have a baby! I want to think when my mother gave birth to you, from

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