Chapter 11: Confluence (3)

Shen Huantian sneered and said, "What is the Duan family of Bingzhou? Standing in front of you, it is the dignified King of Shicheng!"

"King of Shicheng?" Duan Rong couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously set his eyes on Fang Ling, unable to come back to his senses for a while, this young man turned out to be the current prince, the dignified King of Shicheng?

Fang Ling said lightly: "Count it up, the area around Heimu City is also the fief of this king, and Duan Gongzi has violated the rules of fiefdom by trading in the black market here, and he should be punished according to the crime!"

As soon as these words fell, Duan Rong's face suddenly turned pale, he had also heard of the methods of the King of Shicheng, although he was young, but in just one or two months, he had cleaned up the local wang clan into obedience, and all the children of the wang clan who resisted were killed, so that the wang clan in several counties of Xihe was so frightened that they didn't even dare to go out of the gate for a while.

He suddenly knelt down, crying and shouting to his mother: "Your Highness spares your life, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, you must know that it is Your Highness, how dare you shout at you?"

Fang Ling glanced at him indifferently, and said to Xu Musheng Nunu, "Tie them up, and deal with them after tonight's matter is over." ”

As soon as Xu Musheng beckoned, more than a dozen county soldiers rushed up, tied up several people, stuffed a ball of white cloth in their mouths, and threw them into the grass.

At this time, it was the season of May, the grass was luxuriant, there were many mosquitoes, and as soon as a few people threw it in, a bunch of mosquitoes suddenly pounced on it, greedily sucking blood.

The group slowly lurked along the mountain path, hiding on a small hill outside Blackwood City, waiting for what was about to happen.

Time passed moment by moment, there was no movement outside the city of Blackwood, but there was a sound of joy in the city from time to time, this is Yuan Ba is feasting in the city tonight, for Yuan Ba, the buyer is the gold owner, the seller is also the gold owner, and what they do is just a middleman.

A master like the Thirteen Fierce Warriors, every time he goes out to rob a cargo, what he brings is a priceless thing, and it is the black goods provided by thieves and thieves from all walks of life that make the people up and down of Blackwood City rich.

Of course, Yuan Ba and the others naturally did not expect that there were three hundred elite soldiers from the border of Cai State in the valley not far from the city, after all, when they were robbing the tribute, Fang Ling and the others did not have many people.

The moon gradually rose, and as the time entered the middle of the night, the sounds in the city gradually quieted down, and the soldiers on the city walls yawned from time to time, and some even leaned directly against the wall and took a nap.

At this moment, Shen Huantian suddenly said, "Someone!"

Fang Ling and the others immediately fixed their eyes, only to see a series of figures rushing out of a jungle outside the city, each of these people was wearing black night clothes, carrying war knives, and moving quickly and quickly, like night owls.

When they came to the city, the soldiers set up two ladders and quietly climbed up the city.

This ladder is made of thick bamboo, which looks very strong, and as soon as it reaches the city wall, the soldiers quickly get rid of the soldiers on the city wall, and everything is silent.

One by one, the soldiers climbed the ladder up the city wall, and soon disappeared again on the wall.