In the past, Zhao Yuan was full of confidence in the army of the Great Qin Empire, but after only staying in the Jiudaobend barracks for a while, he suddenly lost the slightest confidence in the army of the Great Qin Empire.

There is no doubt that whether it is the black-faced god or the sledgehammer god, they are all fierce generals with amazing strategies, but as the so-called is difficult to support alone, fighting a war is often a war between tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, which also involves the supply of the army, not a few fierce generals can win the war.

On the other hand, the stabbing slave, sharpening the knife, and the number of arrows hidden by a small tribe are extremely amazing, which shows that they have been planning for a long time.

From Zhao Yuan's point of view, the Great Qin Empire fought a war with the Thorn Slaves, even if it was won, it would greatly damage its vitality and shake the foundation of the empire.

This assassination can be seen in the clues.

The power of the Sledgehammer God seems to be in danger of being overlooked, and it can be seen that such an important military operation as the assassination of King Zuo Xian was actually manipulated by the forces behind the scenes.

It can be seen from the fact that Blackwater City dispatched thousands of cavalry Mu Qing within a radius of dozens of miles to cover this assassination team, it can be seen that the Sledgehammer God attaches great importance to this assassination operation, but unfortunately, he never thought that those so-called elites are either chefs or craftsmen, and these people are all people who have violated the power behind the scenes in some small things and need to be cut off......

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Watching a group of people discussing how to escape for their lives, Brother Yun didn't bother to speak, leaning on a rock in a daze.

Brother Yun is a soldier, he is not a chef, nor is he a craftsman, he is a real soldier, but he is just a person, even if he has the iron-blooded heart of a real soldier, he never thought of leading such a group of rabble to assassinate King Zuoxian.

What Brother Yun needs is a team, an elite team to complete an assassination operation that can go down in history, and God, played a huge joke with him.

Now, Brother Yun is already disheartened.

Operation Heavy Hammer, in name only.

Everyone in the grassland is like frosted eggplant, one by one sick and sitting on the grass.

From beginning to end, Zhao Yuan remained silent.

One by one, ideas were proposed, but they were rejected one by one.

There is no way to save your life without going to jail, it seems that all roads have been blocked, and the only way is a dead end!

Zhao Yuan stood up.

Zhao Yuan must save this assassination team that has been discouraged.

Zhao Yuan's eyes fell on Brother Yun, he respected this anxious tough man, if everyone here just wanted to go home, then this man was carrying the mission of history, and his pain and anxiety were not something that a few chefs could understand.

"Brother Yuan, I have something to say. ”

"Say it. ”

At this time, all the people lost their respect for Brother Yun, the leader, and Zhao Yuan's respect made Brother Yuan feel a little surprised.

"Uncle Kim, I have something to say. Zhao Yuan stared at the chattering Jin Xiaopang.

"Say it...... Hey, everyone is in the same boat now, quiet and ......quiet, "Although Jin Xiaopang is a little unkind to Zhao Yuan, but, as Zhao Yuan said, there is no point in making noise at this time, and it is the best policy to work together to go home safely."

Silence fell.

All eyes fell on Zhao Yuan.

Suddenly, people noticed that this young man, who was extremely cautious in his speech and walking, exuded an awe-inspiring majesty, and his not tall body gave people a sense of majesty.

Brother Yun also noticed the change in Zhao Yuan's temperament, and couldn't help but sit up straight.

Compared with a group of chefs, Brother Yun, who is the henchman of the Sledgehammer God, can be said to have seen the world, not only has seen many strong people, but also dealt with many high-ranking officials, so he can naturally see Zhao Yuan's unique spiritual temperament.

"Everyone, I am Zhao Yuan, a reservist, my identity can allow me to return to Blackwater City, however, I can only think about it, from here to Blackwater City is a hundred miles away, and the herdsmen spies who were dispersed by the cavalry of Blackwater City have all returned to the surroundings of Blackwater City, and if I go back, I may not be able to enter Blackwater City alive. Well, even if I return to Blackwater City safely, I am sure that the people who arranged for us to die here will never let me go easily, and what awaits me is the tragic fate of being killed. ”

Zhao Yuan paused.

Zhao Yuan's words have a deep meaning, not only to make everyone gain psychological balance, but also to shorten the distance with everyone.

Most of the time, some people's happiness is based on the pain of others. Obviously, the current pain of everyone is because of Zhao Yuan's chance to live, and their pain stems from Zhao Yuan's chance to live, and now, Zhao Yuan's opportunity is shattered, and everyone's psychological balance is not only the beginning of the envy and jealousy will naturally disappear as a matter of course.

In addition to letting everyone get a psychological balance, Zhao Yuan also told them naked that if they escaped back to Blackwater City, it would not only be as simple as going to prison, but the biggest possibility would be to be killed.

People's last glimmer of hope was extinguished alive by Zhao Yuan.

"Xiao Zhao, do you have any good way to say it for everyone's reference. Jin Xiaopang said.

"I said at the beginning, kill King Zuo Xian!" Zhao Yuan said categorically.

This time, no one was noisy, you look at me, I look at you, there was a long silence.

Zhao Yuan's proposal has become the only hope.

If you kill King Zuoxian, all problems will be solved.

"We only have one battle now and kill King Zuoxian, we can return in triumph and become the heroes of the Great Qin Empire, and when the time comes, no one will dare to disadvantage us. Zhao Yuan was stunned.

"It's easier said than done......," muttered an armoured craftsman.

"Yes, it's not easy, maybe, we will never be able to kill King Zuo Xian, but this is our only hope, and besides, we are not without the slightest chance, we have Brother Yun, Brother Yun has been preparing for this assassination operation for several months, as long as we work together, it is not impossible to kill King Zuo Xian. Zhao Yuan knew that he had to arouse Brother Yun's ambitions.

"It's hard to ......" Brother Yun shook his head with a blank face.

"Brother Yun, if there are any difficulties, just say it, the brothers will work together to find a way to get through it. ”

"At the beginning, I used to draw up a list of assassination squads, all of whom were the top experts in each class, and all of them had a lot of experience in stealth in the field, but now, they are either chefs or craftsmen......

"Hehe, Brother Yun, we are also the top masters in the industry, Uncle Jin'......s cooking is the best, the leather armor made by the vermilion leather craftsman is the strongest, and there are a few brushes for Hong Ye to repair forging weapons."

"Haha......"

Everyone was amused by Zhao Yuan, and burst into laughter, and the dignified atmosphere was much more relaxed.

"Hehe......" Brother Yun, who was originally indifferent, also laughed.

"Brother Yun, I'm serious, don't underestimate the brothers, Uncle Jin, they can cook a good meal, we can eat and drink enough to fight, the vermilion cobbler can help us process some armor, more chances to survive, Hong Ye can forge some tools for us, as long as we work together, it is not impossible to create a miracle, when the time comes, the brothers can return triumphantly, so that those who want to frame us become stupid......"

"What I need is not someone to cook, but someone to kill. ”

"It's just killing people, it's no different from killing chickens and sheep, you ask the brothers, who hasn't slaughtered a few cows and sheep? Let's talk about the vermilion leather maker, who is familiar with the road of peeling with a knife, and killing people is not a piece of cake. As for Hong Ye, look at the pimples on his body, who dares to say that he won't kill people?" Zhao Yuan walked to Hong Ye's side and grabbed Hong Ye's strong arm and lifted it up.

"That's it, Brother Yun, isn't it just murder!"

The crowd laughed again.

"Does anyone know how to shoot arrows?" Brother Yun seemed to be a little moved by Zhao Yuan's words, and asked casually.

"Me!" Zhao Yuan said immediately.

"Do you know how to shoot arrows?" Brother Yun had a non-skeptical expression.

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