Chapter 840: Assassin [Asking for a Subscription * Asking for a Monthly Pass]

"I think so too, it's already a fluke to be able to escape, and no matter how greedy you are, it's a little too much to say!" Yingbu nodded.

The next day, the eldest son's convoy officially entered Xiacai County, and the clouds moved in all directions, and everyone with a heart was in place, just waiting for the protagonist to appear.

When the convoy reached a section of the canyon, Meng Tian ordered the convoy to slow down, and at the same time sent scouts to enter the canyon first, inspect the high mountains on both sides, and prevent anyone from laying traps on the cliffs.

It wasn't until the scouts confirmed that there was no danger that the convoy moved forward again.

But on a small col beyond the canyon that didn't seem to be an ambush site, a group of men and horses had been waiting for a long time.

"The information is wrong!" When the huge convoy drove by, the group realized that there was a huge flaw in the information.

In the original information, there was only one childe-drawn chariot pulled by a horse in the eldest son's convoy, but now there were two identical childe-drawn chariots in front of them.

However, they only have one chance to make a move, and if they miss one blow, there will be no second chance to strike, and with the quality of Qin Jun, they will definitely be able to react as soon as possible.

"Two carriages, which one will the eldest son of Qin Fusu be?" The warrior in charge of the slinging attack looked at the strategist beside him and asked.

The strategist also hesitated, there is only one chance, and if he misses it, there is no second possibility.

"The second one!" Suddenly, the strategist's eyes lit up, and he saw Meng Tian wearing treasure armor in the crowd of the convoy.

The one who can be protected by Meng Tian like this must be the real eldest son Fusu's car.

Meng Tian naturally paid attention to this inconspicuous hill for the first time, and also saw a strong man standing on the top of the hill.

It was only when Meng Tian saw that the other party also attacked, and the polished boulder on one side also flew out of the strong man's hand.

"Enemy attack, defense!" Seeing the boulder flying in his direction, Meng Tian also ordered a defense as soon as possible.

It's just that the boulder came so fast that it didn't give them time to react before it slammed down on the chariot.

For a moment, the entire convoy was in chaos.

After the boulder was thrown, the dead soldiers lurking on both sides of the official road also rushed towards the convoy, constantly trying to create chaos.

"Here's your chance!" The red-haired God Killer and other Mo family disciples who had also been waiting for a long time also blended into the crowd for the first time, throwing the corpse of the sun into the crowd, and the eight swords of the Yue King were also thrown to the ground.

"The world is white, only I am black, not attacking the ink door, and loving life!" While rushing into the crowd with the disciples of the Mo family, while singing and harmonizing loudly, the red-haired god killer rushed into the chaos with people.

"It's the master of the Mo family who came to help!" Meng Tian reacted immediately, so he didn't care about the dead soldiers who rushed into the convoy, but instead ordered the soldiers to form a formation and rush towards the small mountain pass.

"Yingbu, the commander of Longcheng, and Ji Bu, the commander of the sailors, come to escort!" Slightly slower than the Mo family, Yingbu and Jibu also arrived at the scene with their respective personal guards.

"It's actually you ......" Then, before Meng Tian could react, he heard a loud shout in his ears, and he was also attracted by the sound, wondering who dared to assassinate the eldest son's convoy.

It's just that the figure is longing, and there are Mo family disciples running back and forth to cover it, so he can't see who is roaring and who is fighting at the first time.

But where the sound came from, there was a violent concussion, and it was obvious that there were masters fighting.

"This play...... It's the same as the real thing! Yingbu and Jibu glanced at each other, if they hadn't known that there would be such a scene, they would have really been deceived.

However, soon, the two also discovered that something was wrong, and the red-haired god slayer seemed to have really met a strong enemy, rather than acting.

Because the red-haired god killing has divided the battlefield, the disciples of the Mo family have also set up a large array and are waiting for it.

"I can't imagine that a prince of the Qin State is actually worthy of the red-haired commander who is one of the two major commanders of the Mo family's divine swordsmen." A hoarse, gloomy voice was heard from the battlefield.

"General Meng Tian will take the eldest son to leave first, and leave it to us here!" The red-haired god killer looked at the old man in the field with a solemn gaze.

Originally, he was really acting, and shouted that it was you, trying to create an atmosphere to throw the corpse.

Who would have thought that after his words fell, a dead man suddenly turned to look at him, and then suddenly a sharp palm came at him.

The red-haired god killer only felt that the hairs on his body stood up, and the danger came, so he decisively drew his sword and fought back, only to confirm that there was really a master no less than himself mixed in.

It's just that he mistakenly thought that he recognized the identity of the other party, and the matter was revealed, so he made a move with hatred.

"The old man has not walked around the world for nearly sixty years, how did the red-haired commander recognize the old man?" The old man in black looked at the red-haired god killer in front of him and asked.

The red-haired god slaughtered the old man in front of him solemnly, but he was secretly scolding in his heart, Lao Tzu knows who you are? Just shouted so blindly, and he came out by himself, and scared Lao Tzu!

Seeing that the red-haired god didn't answer, the old man said to himself, "It is worthy of the Mo family, black and white are pervasive, even the old man, who has been away from the world for many years, can still remember!" ”

"I've met a ruthless stubble, set up a formation!" The red-haired god slayer scolded in a low voice, ordering the Mo family disciples to set up a large formation and prepare to meet the enemy, while not letting the other Qin soldiers get any closer.

After all, in this level of fighting, ordinary soldiers are not even cannon fodder, and the overflowing sword qi can kill people.

"Who is it?" Gao Yanli also looked at the old man solemnly, and asked in a low voice about the red-haired god kill.

The red-haired god killed but didn't answer, he would be good if he wanted to know, this old immortal who suddenly appeared almost scared him to death.

"Don't ask, send a signal, please come to Princess Scarlet Smoke, I can't keep him alone!" The red-haired god killed Gao and gradually left to invite someone.

At their level, it is difficult to kill each other one-on-one, and they can run away if they can't beat each other, so no one can help sweep the formation, and they can't keep each other at all.

At the same time, the red-haired god killer was also thinking quickly in his mind, and took a seat to match the identity of the old man.

In Chudi, it is a character from sixty years ago again!

In the end, the red-haired god killer was still at a loss, sixty years, his father was not born at that time, how could he have the impression that even if the information of the Mo family retains the information of the masters of sixty years ago, but who will go over the information of the masters who may all die and turn into white bones?

The most important thing is that the other party went into hiding sixty years ago, that is to say, the other party was already a famous master sixty years ago, and that year was directly counted above eighty or ninety.

Such a master may be his grandfather or even his grandfather's grandfather's contemporary, if he is counted as King Qin, he must be a figure in the period of King Qin Huiwen.

"Actually, Prince of Qin, it's not like I haven't killed it!" The old man laughed.

(End of chapter)