Chapter 40: The King of Street Assassination

Xu Feng nodded, he thought, he has no relatives, and Meng'er has no lover, so he must let her live happily every day in the future.

They saw that the people here were all loyal subjects of the Shang Dynasty, so they were all ecstatic about the victory of the Shang king, and they all came to the streets early to wait.

Xu Feng and Meng'er came to the Zhongchen Pavilion, and they found a high place to wait. Those high points were guarded by soldiers, with bows and arrows in their hands, aiming at the crowd.

Xu Feng looked at them, and then at the people. The people have long been accustomed to it, and it is a must for the soldiers to guard the high points at such a major moment.

Xu Feng looked at Meng'er, and Meng'er looked at those soldiers coldly.

Xu Feng admired her calmness.

At this moment, Xu Feng thought, is this still the girl he held in his arms?

She is no longer sad, she is not hesitating, she is a female leopard who is ready to go.

Xu Feng knew that Meng'er's martial arts were very good, and she had some family heirlooms of special kung fu. I entered Lingyun Academy and learned some magic.

It's just that Xu Feng hasn't asked her carefully how she learns magic!

Xu Feng thought, when he learned about the same, he would give her some help, but now he hasn't mastered it all, and he doesn't know how to teach her.

They were in the crowd and saw several acquaintances.

Xu Feng saw Liu Yong, who was waiting with a few men. There was a calm look on their faces. To be so calm before the ambush, Xu Feng felt that Liu Yong was not simple.

Xu Feng felt that this person was a talent. Maybe he can use it one day, Xu Feng has a strong idea at this time, and he must save him later.

Yesterday's prediction that they would not succeed, but it would not be a murderer to save them themselves.

Xu Feng thought, maybe God wants to save them himself.

At this time, the early morning sun shines on the street, and on those archways, ancient words tell the historical changes.

The morning of the song is refreshing and cold.

Here is about to usher in another moment of victory of the army, the success of countless ancestors, are recorded in the meritorious pavilion, recorded in those bronze tripods, but also recorded in these big archways.

I don't know how to talk about this success on the new bronze tripod cast by the king this time?

At this time, there was a commotion in front, "Here they are, here they are!" ”

Some of the soldiers began to clear the field, and as many people were standing in the street, the soldiers stopped them with their long ges and motioned for them to retreat.

The people were all stepping back, they were standing there, some were jumping, they were all looking ahead.

They heard the cheers from the front, and they were excited, wanting to join in the cheers sooner.

At this moment, suddenly, a shout, "Here it is!" ”

The people here were crowded and jumping, and some of the children were riding up to the necks of the adults.

In front of him came a samurai, riding a tall black horse. The horse was dressed in bronze armor. The samurai was on horseback, and he held a large black banner in his hand.

On the flag, a big business word, majestic.

But it was evident that the banner was somewhat broken, with traces of arrows on it, as well as some traces of blood and smoke.

The blood has dried up, and the flag is a little dignified, but in the wind, it can still flutter.

"The great merchant is mighty, the king is mighty!" The soldier shouted.

"The great merchant is mighty, the king is mighty!" The people were excited, and they cried out with all their might.

"Is this flag the main battle flag?" Some of the people were asking the people around them.

"Yes, although this is not the banner of the king's side, it is the banner of the army that charges on the front line. At this time, the first thing to let everyone see this flag is to let everyone feel a spirit! Others are answering.

When Xu Feng saw this flag, he suddenly became excited, he thought of his father, and remembered his mighty sword.

He suddenly couldn't help but want to see him.

The samurai rushed over and back, and behind him, some soldiers appeared, all wounded, all dressed in bronze armor, with their hands stretched forward, clinging to their Changgo.

Their faces were full of resolute expressions, although some were trying to endure the pain of their wounds.

They walked and walked. A pair of merchant soldiers walked by, and behind them, from time to time, there was a chariot, and on the chariot were their generals.

The generals stood on chariots, their swords in their hands, and waved to the people.

"The general is mighty, and the big merchant warrior is mighty!" The people shouted.

The generals waved to them in the car!

In this way, the team has been moving forward, and Xu Feng knows that if 100,000 people go on the expedition, tens of thousands of people will have to accept the honor.

The soldiers walked about tens of thousands, and the people waved their arms vigorously. Many people burst into tears, because victory was the common expectation.

Many people looked carefully and shouted. Some know the flag of their loved ones' troops.

In terms of temperament, there are various animal patterns, and it seems that they are all divided into camps with animal names, such as the White Tiger Camp, the Green Dragon Camp, and so on.

Those who knew the flags of their loved ones' troops, when they saw those flags, shouted loudly.

Sometimes, those fighters are also answering. There was a burst of tears at the scene.

However, there were also cries that were not answered by their loved ones, and tears welled up on the faces of those who cried.

Many of the soldiers who walked in the team also shed tears, and it is estimated that those who did not come back were their good comrades-in-arms.

In the crowd, there was a burst of crying, and in those weepings, it was often the elderly who supported each other, and the women who were often with several children.

Whenever they called for someone to answer, the family members were elated. Chasing the team shouted at each other.

Xu Feng sighed in his heart, he knew that life and death were ruthless, and such a scene, whether it was the past, the future, or the present, was inevitable.

At this time, some people of very noble status began to come over, they were all standing on chariots, richly dressed and wearing armor, they were the core members of the dynastic army.

The people were cheering, and they knew that the king was coming.

Xu Feng was also very excited, he knew that his father was also coming.

He looked at Meng'er, Meng'er's eyes were shining, and she reached for her sword. It was a short sword, usually hidden in a cloth bag.

When Xu Feng heard it, the people in front of him began to shout, "The king is mighty, the king is mighty!" ”

Xu Feng knew that the king of Shang was about to come.

Xu Feng saw that some chariots drove over. Then some chariots came with a large chariot in front of them.

On those chariots, the outermost part was a samurai with a long ge, and those close to the cart were all mighty samurai with swords.

Xu Feng looked at the cart, which was pulled by eight horses, all of which were white war horses. Xu Feng knew that such a neat white horse, that is, the king could be equipped here.

Ordinary princes cannot be equipped like this.

On these horses and carriages, there are many bronze fittings, fine and luxurious. On the king's chariot, there is also a large bronze umbrella, which is connected with the car.

Xu Feng saw that Shang Wang Xin was tall, fair-skinned, and his appearance could be said to be handsome, but his eyes were infinitely majestic.

Is this the juggernaut of today? Xu Feng thought.

The story about King Xin was replayed in Xu Feng's mind.

In the years that King Xin ascended the throne, the country was quite peaceful, and the only thing was the war against Dongyi. Something seems inappropriate.

Although Xu Feng has been in Lingyun Academy in the past few years, he feels that the people are having some hardships, because the people around the academy are talking.

Not only did many of their strong men die on the battlefield, but also the ever-increasing taxes, which were needed for the war.

These are still merchants, and if they are low-level slaves, they will be even more dissatisfied. Many of them were conscripted into battle, they were low-ranking soldiers, always used as cannon fodder.

Xu Feng felt that the dynasty was beginning to have some dissatisfied voices, which could be heard everywhere.

Xu Feng sighed, what did this all start with, Xu Feng remembered what the master said, what a great joy. Xu Feng heard from his master Yi Yin that he once entrusted a dream to Shang Wang Xin to reduce the war.

But he always didn't listen, he always disobeyed.

Master Yi Yin didn't say much, but he was really sighing in his heart.

The world is moving towards the unknown, and I don't know what the next variable will be.

At this time, the king of Shang waved his hand at everyone.

The people are shouting, "Long live the king!" ”

The king of Shang smiled, although this expedition, the blood flowed like a river of corpses all over the field to conquer Dongyi, but the loss was indeed too great.

100,000 merchant troops set out, and in the end only 50,000 returned, which was really a bit depressing.

What's even more depressing is that there are still 50,000 or 60,000 Dongyi captives brought back, and I don't know where to put them?

Killing them all is also against the peace of heaven. King Xin knew that there had been kings who had done this, but they had not been rewarded.

I'm not that tyrant, I can't be like that, the Shang King thought.

Although he is the foundation of his ancestors, he was born with divine power and martial arts. I must be like the king of Shangtang and the king of Pangeng to achieve great things!

At this moment, suddenly, two figures flew up in the crowd.

They all had swords in their hands.

"Death, tyrant!" They rushed forward.

The two men were fast, and they rushed into the chariot of the Shang King.

The warriors of the Shang King could not react, and when they reacted, two more people rushed out of the crowd to attack them, preventing them from reinforcing the Shang King.

Xu Feng saw that Meng'er was slightly nervous at the moment, she observed all this and bit her lip.

The two people who attacked the king of Shang, Xu Feng knew, one was Liu Yong, and the other was also a man in his thirties.

It is estimated that these two people have the best martial arts, so they made a surprise attack, hoping to succeed in one fell swoop.

"Uncle Liu, you know, the other is the descendant of Peng Bu, the general under the ancestor back then, called Peng Zhou!" Meng'er said.

Xu Feng saw that their martial arts were indeed good, and as soon as they made a move, the sword pointed at the back of the King of Shang.

Originally, he thought that the king of Shang would be stabbed, but suddenly, King Xin bent down and dodged the two swords.

Xu Feng knew that it was Liu Yong who was too careless, and they thought that if the start was smooth, they would be able to succeed quickly. Unexpectedly, the king of Shang was silent at first, and then dodged these two swords.

From this point of view, the martial arts of King Shang are also quite good.