Chapter 823: The Assassin Who Moved History
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Song Yingzhu wantonly vented the pain of losing her child. Although Li Yixiao's body has not been found, it is possible that people are still alive, but this desperate wait is the most painful torment. If she doesn't vent, she will go crazy.
As for Song Yannan, the grief in his heart is no less than that of Song Yingzhu. Li Yixiao is the only bloodline of his three generations. He has no son and no nephew, and he pinned all his love on his grandson early on. When Li Yixiao's evil news came, his whole person changed!
In the battle between the two sub-halls of Xiping and Xi'an, man is a god of killing.
The five five-color masked people led by them are Zhu Qiangyi, Zhu Lei, Zhu Shan, Zhu Dahai and Zhu Changrong. The five of them are the second batch of the Zhu family's children whose 'debut' time is second only to Zhu Biao, Zhu Ming and other first batches. Similarly, the strength is also the strongest after Zhu Biao, Zhu Qiangsheng, Zhu Tong, and Zhu Zhong. Zhu Dahai, the worst in it, has also reached the point where he is on the verge of leaving the realm of Gangqi. To deal with the Take-off Tiger Gang, it can be said that it can be said to be powerful.
But the five did not steal the 'limelight' of Song Yannan and Song Yingzhu's father and daughter, and it was better for the two to burst out the bitter hatred in their hearts. Even Yuan Tong and Yan Qing, who were lurking outside, didn't say a word about it. Although many people don't understand, why did this father and daughter suddenly form a mortal enmity with the Flying Tigers?
The bright sword was as fast as lightning and as fierce as a dragon out of a hole, and everywhere it went, weapons burst out, blood splashed, limbs and stumps fell to the ground, screaming in anger and screaming, and the sound of miserable howls was endless. Immediately, the courtyard of the village was as miserable as Senluo Hell.
The hall master of the Nujiao Hall is one of the more than ten figures. The square face is bearded, the surname is Cao Mingqiu, and the people in the rivers and lakes give him the nickname Qiu Long.
The fifty-year-old man on the left and right who looked similar was the deputy hall master of the Nujiao Hall, the two male Ma brothers in Jingshan, and the four people with evil faces behind him were the protectors of the branch hall. The rest of the people are the masters of the torture hall who hurriedly supported the lair of the Flying Tiger Gang in the past two days.
The five-colored masked men who saw sixty or seventy people slaughtered the manor.
The two heroes of the Ma family quickly swept to both sides to command the gang to meet the enemy and kill them, while Cao Qiu led a group of masters to meet Song Yannan, Song Yingzhu's father and daughter, plus Zhu Qiangyi and others behind the two.
"Whew! Well done! The old man will send you to see the king of Hades! ”
In a loud roar, Song Yannan flew forward fearlessly, waving his hands and fighting fiercely with the dozens of Flying Tiger Gang masters who rushed to him.
It is the tiger that enters the flock, and the evil eagle pounces on the chicken. The famous Qiu Long Cao Qiu, together with more than a dozen people behind him, was completely unable to withstand Song Yannan's fierce blows. In just thirty moves, Cao Qiu vomited blood and died, not to mention, the four Dharma protectors of Nujiao and the masters who came from the torture hall also lay down half.
The vest duo fell to the ground, their heads shattered, like overturned bean curd with chili oil, and their white brains lined with blood.
Not far from the corpse of the second child of the Ma family, a snow-white figure was walking through the crowd of angry Jiao, and wherever Song Yingzhu went, it was also a stump and a broken arm, and blood was flying all over the sky.
"It's weird. How did the Flying Tigers form such a deep hatred with this father and daughter? Yuan Tong felt a little chill in his heart, the destruction of the two branches of Nu Jiaotang did not resolve the hatred of the Liang family and his daughter at all, look at their current methods, they have completely killed and not let go, is it the same as the previous two.
"Then let them kill. Li Kuan is not a good thing anyway! Since these people are joining the Flying Tiger Gang, it is natural for them to be in debt-" Five fingers slowly rubbed the handle of the knife, Zhu Qiangsheng said.
Dispatch two great masters of the condensation period to escort the team led by the great masters of the two condensation periods. The entire Northern Han Dynasty martial arts, the entire northern corner of the rivers and lakes, except for the current Zhu family, there is no other force in the rivers and lakes that can do it.
The strength of the Flying Tigers is very good. With the support of the people in the Northern Xinjiang Demon Sect behind it, it has gathered a considerable number of evil demons in the Northern Han Dynasty martial arts for its own use, and its strength has stood on the threshold of the first line of the Northern Han River.
However, the children of the Zhu family led by Song Yannan and Song Yingzhu's father and daughter are already strong enough to compete with the elite of the Jiuqu Sword Sect, not to mention that there are two powerful masters behind them, Yuan Tong and Zhu Qiangsheng.
Ten days later, in the headquarters of the Flying Tiger Gang in Guangnan County, Li Kuan himself, more than ten masters of the Flying Tiger Gang, more than 200 elite disciples, and a master of the Condensation Period left by the Northern Xinjiang Demon Gate were all turned into a pile of white ash in the monstrous fire.
A caravan that returned to Hedong also brought back five jars of ashes to Zhu Biao, and five children of the Zhu family died in this experience that was not an experience. Zhu Biao will not feel distressed, but looking at the reborn changes of the remaining fifty or so Zhu family disciples, the sacrifice of these five children is not worthless.
"I'm not against you going to the Central Plains to take revenge, but I think things are not as simple as they appear to be. In a word, I don't believe that Li Yixiao is dead, I don't believe that your son is dead. ”
With both hands around Song Yingzhu's shoulders, Zhu Biao looked at her eyes and said very seriously.
"You don't see people alive, you don't see corpses when you die. Does this scene sound familiar? Think about your dad back then? Think about who the dead people were? …… Jiang Qingyan! ”
"The representative of the Tang Dynasty's forces in the Jiuqu Sword Sect. And what about your son? What about Li Yixiao? He has a mother who 'died' at the hands of the Tang King......"
The matter of the former prince was already an open secret in the Northern Han Dynasty. This brought a lot of blows to Ji Yun and the Yun family, and Yun Qin, as the queen mother, directly faded out of people's sight under the pretext of recuperation.
Zhu Biao is sure that Li Yixiao will take revenge. Because if the matter had been on him, he would have already picked up the knife. "The son born to Long Yan should have relieved his worries and escaped by faking his death, if I am not mistaken, at most three months, he will definitely have a ...... to act"
"You want me to wait another three months?"
"Yes. At this time, I will also ask Brother Ming to focus on exploring the remnants and branches of the Northern Frontier Demon Gate. ”
finally persuaded Song Yingzhu's father and daughter, came out of the room, and Zhu Biao breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister, what's wrong with it?"
Shan Yuping asked Zhu Biao puzzled. The hatred came too suddenly, and she didn't know how to link the four words of deep hatred and hatred with the father and daughter of the Liang family, who had been in Zhufu for nearly two years. Could it be the previous resentment?
Zhu Biao looked at Shan Yuping with an embarrassed expression, which was why he could open his mouth.
"Okay, I won't ask. You want your sister and uncle to take care of themselves. Shan Yuping was silent for a moment, and ended the topic she had wanted to ask for a long time empathetically.
However, it is inevitable that a sulk will rise in my heart.
Zhu Biao obviously knew that he would make Shan Yuping unhappy like this, but some secrets really had the meaning of being kept.
In mid-November, the state of Zhao changed kings. The Han army and the Zhongshan army withdrew from the territory of Zhao, and Zhao Dan withdrew from the throne of King Zhao, and ceded three counties and 26 counties to the Northern Han Dynasty, marking the complete surrender of Zhao to the arms of the Tang Dynasty.
At the same time, the intention of King Tang to 'assemble the ministers' on New Year's Day this year was also conveyed. So the news came out in Beiping immediately afterwards that Ji Yun had selected a large number of treasures and was going to set off for the south on the third day of December.
And in the country of Yan, which is thousands of miles east of the Northern Han Dynasty. Because the positive situation of Tang Wang is not beautiful, he has always been the same as Zhao Guo, while enjoying the benefits brought by the Zhou army, he has a small sense of alienation in his heart. But now, King Yan's heart to rush to Beijing is more urgent than Ji Yun's!
The entire north corner has been completely added to the Tangwang Group. Unless the Tang King is completely defeated, and the countries in the northern corner still have the possibility of rebelling in order to protect themselves, otherwise, the Tang King will no longer have to think about the future.
A bank on the Qujiang River.
On a medium-sized passenger ship, Li Yixiao stared blankly at the water through the window. He's thinking about his wife, his children......
A voice interrupted him. "Senior brother, just now Elder Zuo sent someone to inform us that we should arrive at the ...... on the tenth day of December."
"The 10th day of December...... Little Five, what do you think Elder Zuo and Zhu Biao ...... Which one is stronger? ”
"Senior brother thinks Zhu Biao will accompany the team?"
"A Lu Liang, at most, can only ensure Ji Yun's safety in the northern corner. When he arrived in the northern Xinjiang, although the martial arts masters were precious, it was not uncommon for any one to be strong and strong, and it was not uncommon to put them out three or five. ”
"That's just as well. Not to mention anything else, the strength revealed by this Netherworld Sect alone was enough to crush the entire Northern Corner Martial Arts. ”
"It's a dragon fight! When the time comes, you all have to give me a little more leisurely and a little more eyesight......"
Li Yixiao's estimate was very correct, on the first day of December, Zhu Biao took the Song family's father and daughter, Dou Bing, Qian Bao Zhao Fei and the Eight Hundred Trap camp to Beiping City.
Hedong left Gong Wuregret sitting in charge, and none of the other masters moved. As long as this kind of strength does not collide with the first-class forces in the Central Plains, the Zhu family can completely live in Taishan.
"Zhu Shuai, when the New Year is approaching, I am really sorry to bother to make such a trip. It's just that Xiao Ke knows that my lord Tang Wang, often reciting the wish of handsome heroism and hope, Guan Mou is cheeky and wishes Shuai a lot of Haihan. ”
Guan Yanmei, King Tang's official brother-in-law, said to Zhu Biao very politely.
The corners of his mouth responded with a smile, and Zhu Biao's heart was very bright. This guy is burying thorns between himself and the court all the time! Look at Shicai's arrogance and reserve in front of the king and a group of noble ministers, and then look at his attitude towards himself, it really makes Zhu Biao happy.
"Driving ......"
I don't know how long it has been, but Zhu Biao has once again taken on the role of a pioneer general.
Eight hundred traps in the camp took the lead, Ji Yun and his party of three thousand forbidden troops, six hundred relatives and guards, hundreds of palace slaves and maids served, a team of more than 5,000 people, and drove out of Beiping City.
The men and horses were only thirty miles out of the city, and the cavalry of the forbidden army supervised by Yun Zheng came close to the left and right. Before the head and feet left Gyeonggi, there were still dozens of miles away, and the Anju army's scouts came over.
Then there is Quzhou, from Quzhou to Zhongshan, it is the tenth day of the first month of December.
Zuo Ding, an old friend of the Northern Han Dynasty, led the troops to meet at the border of the Northern Han Dynasty in Zhongshan. There were 50,000 people, which seemed a bit too grand. Zhu Biao led the camp to walk in the 'sandwich road' of the Zhongshan Army, but he felt that Zuo Ding was so grand that there might not be no intention of demonstrating.
The quality of these 50,000 Zhongshan troops is quite excellent. There was a bad aura on his body, his eyebrows were resolute, and with Zhu Biao's current vision, he also nodded approvingly.
"Is this army Zhu Shuai's 800 trapped? Sure enough, it is the world's sharp, awe-inspiring, and extraordinary. "Zuo Ding has changed a lot, and his personality has changed dramatically compared to the original Prince of Zhongshan." After Ding returned from the north, he led the troops to the land of Chen Yan, vowing to train a real elite soldier, and he had achieved results over the years, which was quite self-proud. But when I see it today, the fireflies are more different than the moon, and they are incomparable. ”
The tone was a tone of admitting defeat, but Zuo Ding in front of Zhu Biao couldn't find the slightest discouragement on his face. It's really not Wuxia Ameng!
"Childe, in the past three years, it is not only our king of the Northern Han Dynasty who has grown up, but also the prince of Zhongshan who led troops in Yanchen, and he is also changing rapidly."
Dou Bing is Zhu Biao's personal entourage, what kind of virtue Zuo Ding was in the Northern Han Dynasty back then, Zhu Biao knows it, and Dou Bing also understands it. Looking at Zuo Ding now, it is really the same as two people.
"Now he can at least be a good king. As for whether the word "king" can be added before the word "excellent" and replaced with "qualified". It's up to him to continue to grow. ”
In the past three years, it is not only myself who has grown, not only Zhujia, but other people, places that I can't see. People who can't see it are also growing.
In an instant, a sense of tension rose in Zhu Biao's heart!
The army of more than 5,000 people of the King of Han set up a camp that was in the middle of the four sides of the Zhongshan army. The camp with a radius of 300 steps does not need to be used at all, only 200 people, with 300 royal court attendants, can control the entire camp without leakage.
With the addition of Lu Liang and Zhu Biao, Ji Yun's safety is really higher than Zuo Dingdu at this time.
The evening feast was over, and the whole camp area was restored to the tranquility of the night.
……
"Elder, do you want the villain to cooperate with one or two on this trip?"
"No, I don't have to. The art of war has clouds, the real is virtual, and the virtual is real. Don't look at the well-guarded places, there's a good chance they're traps. ”
"That'...... I wonder what the elders are going to do? ”
"Just put a fire. Where the target is, it's clear at a glance. ”
"This is easy, but there are only three hundred steps in the Han camp, and there are two big masters Zhu Biao and Lu Liang in charge. It's unlikely that you're going to set a fire......"
The voice of the reply brought a hint of laughter. "There are goals that come first and come later. Let's do the same thing as Zuo Ding first. ”
"My subordinates understood."
The figure entered the Zhongshan military camp like a ghost. A barrel of 100 catties of fire oil was put in the hands of ordinary people, and if it was killed, it would burn more than a dozen military tents. But in the hands of the master, he felt the direction of the wind, and the person was wandering around like a ghost, just walking around the outer military tents, and no matter whether there were people or no inside, every few buildings, he smeared a grease stain on the tent, and put down a firearm.
A lightweight ignition device, containing one or two fire oil, using the extension of the letter touch bracket, the fire oil is always flowing out slowly, soaking the tent, and when the fire oil is exhausted, it will trigger the fire velvet in it, igniting the fire oil.
For the Jianghu martial arts that can create all kinds of fantastic and powerful magical secret weapons, this kind of gadget, the technology tree is too low. Ordinary craftsmen can make it.
It took a full hour for the Phantom to finish these things one by one, and then touched the Chinese army's tent in the middle of the east camp of the Zhongshan Army. I saw the place where I first entered, and at this moment it was already black smoke billowing and the fiery snake was dancing wildly.
"Let's go out of the water, let's put out the fire."
It didn't take long for the Zhongshan Army barracks in the east, west, north, and south to be like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed, and the whole place was in chaos. The phantom was already wearing a Zhongshan Army uniform, hiding in the shadows behind a tent, watching the Zhongshan Army soldiers like swarms of ants, carrying various fire extinguishing utensils, shuttling back and forth.
The Phantom set the fire to it, but it wasn't a fire, and he placed at least fifty Qi Weapons in one hour. The fire was rising one after another, and it soon became louder while the wind was blowing.
The Phantom burned down the barracks, of course, not just to create chaos, but to judge the 'importance' of those places from the direction of the sergeants and soldiers below.
In Zhu Biao's "Thirty-six Strategies" in his hometown in his previous life, isn't there a plan to "watch the fire from the other side". It is said that when the enemy is divided and disordered, we should continue to wait for its shape to continue to deteriorate.
The following plan to watch the fire from the other side, there is a good chance that the ** is to take advantage of the fire to rob. The same is true of the Phantom, who had already discovered what he was looking for more than a quarter of an hour after the fire had started, such as where Zuo Ding was.
"The thorn of the husband is also the king, and the comet strikes the moon; Nie Zhengzhi's assassination Han puppet also, white rainbow through the sun; To leave the thorn Qingji, the eagle struck the palace. These three sons, all of whom are clothed in cloth, have no anger, and Hugh descends to the sky. ”
In ancient China, the earth of the absolute low-force world, the cloth-clothed assassins have also pry the wheels of history more than once. Another example is Xu Gong's family, who assassinated Sun Ce during the Three Kingdoms period, and assassinated Han Long, who controlled tens of thousands of strings and almost wanted to dominate Xianbei Kebineng......
And in today's martial arts world, there are countless dignitaries and nobles who have died under the hands of masters.
The Phantom never thought that his identity would be lower than that of the prince of a small country in the northern corner, but his actions tonight were absolutely a classic assassination.
The body was like an arrow, and suddenly pounced on the top of the tent where Zuo Ding was staying. This prince of Zhongshan really lives in the big tent of the Chinese army in Dongying.
The figure flickered, and the court masters of Zhongshan Kingdom, who were waiting around the big tent of the Chinese army, exclaimed. But no matter how fast the reaction was, the Zhongshan masters couldn't stop the figure rushing down.
The splash of energy tore the whole tent apart. In this, Zuo Ding's personal body, there must be a master guard of Zhongshan Kingdom, when the exclamation came, it was impossible for these masters to react and let the figure kill Zuo Ding.
They accurately stopped in front of Zuo Ding, four people, two swords, a knife, and a pair of iron fists, but all of them were shot into the air.
Lifting a breath, the human image floated as if it had no weight, and after taking a few steps in the void, he suddenly opened his arms, like a crane, drew an arc, disappeared in front of the four people, and appeared behind the four people.
A standard ghostly handprint landed on Zuo Ding's chest.
Zuo Ding's eyes were wide open, his face was full of horror, and when he opened his mouth, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, plus fragments of internal organs. (To be continued)