Daqin: Prince Wushuang, Flattening the Confucian School at the Start

Outside the county seat, in a pitch-black forest, black shadows flashed from time to time, and occasionally the light of Aomori Mori could be seen.

"Patriarch, He Neiying has contacted, there are only less than fifty guards in Confucian Mansion!"

"Moreover, they are all distributed around that Young Master Qin, the treasure house, there is almost no defense!"

"Patriarch, let's go quickly!"

A big guy with a beard rushed into the woods panting, with a look of excitement.

"My lord, do it!"

"Yes, it's not too late!"

"We finally took the advantage of Surabaya's skyrocketing, and arrived in Lu County ahead of the Xiang's bastards. If we don't do anything, it will be too late!"

"That group of guys actually want to frame us, and don't look at whose territory this Qilu land is!"

"Patriarch, after we get the windfall, we must make a big army and destroy the clan first!"

"At that time, we will be able to sit on the two great powers of Qi and Chu. As long as that tyrant dies, we can go north to the Central Plains and dominate the world!"

The people on the side were also very excited and eager to try.

After all, it is worth tens of millions, and everyone can spend a few lifetimes!

"Which Young Master Qin, what are you doing now?"

Unexpectedly, Tian Rong, the owner of the big man's mouth, did not act immediately, but asked with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Still enjoying singing and dancing in the backyard!"

"It's also good luck for this guy. The old man Kong Lao tried his best to get Qi Ji's most famous dancer Qi Ji into the mansion. Before he had time to enjoy it, he was taken over by the tyrannical son of Qin!"

The big guy with a look of envy said: "During this period of time, in the entire Confucian Mansion, the day and night music has never been interrupted. No wonder that guy is reluctant to leave!"

"I see!"

"It seems that God has finally favored my Tian clan again!"

"Send my order and set off immediately!"

"But when you do it, pay attention to me. It's best to catch that violent Young Master Qin alive!"

"We need him as a hostage to make that tyrant cast a rat!"

Tian Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Gathered in the woods, the Tian clan members who had been bitten by mosquitoes for a long time began to act with excitement.

"Whoo!"

"Whoo!"

"Whoo!"

At this moment, several screams of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

"what's the situation?"

"I don't know, is it a bird that was alarmed!"

"A ghost, a bird, this is clearly the sound of a crossbow arrow breaking through the air, run quickly!"

Amidst the doubts of the Yigantian clan, countless sharp crossbow arrows have penetrated their bodies without hindrance, and nailed them to nearby trees fiercely.

In an instant, most of the Tian clan, who originally had more than 500 people, were killed by the crossbow arrows!

Many people were still full of smiles that rushed into the Confucian Mansion until the moment before they were looted. With that miserable way of death, in the gloomy moonlight, it was extraordinarily weird!

"who?"

Tian Rongqiang endured the sharp pain of his right arm being penetrated, and his expression was extremely desperate and roared.

This is the Tian's elite that he has not organized easily!

If I knew it, he wouldn't dare to come here if he was killed!

"unlucky!"

"After squatting for a long time, I thought I could catch a big fish, but it turned out to be a big mess!"

"This kind of person is not qualified to meet your Highness at all, let's hurry up and die!"

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded, and Tian Rong turned his head away in horror, but only saw a cold gloomy light.

"What a fast sword!"

A trace of horror flashed in Tian Rong's eyes, and the instinct to survive broke out, and he rolled to the side subconsciously!

"Stab!"

Although he escaped the head-to-head end, Tian Rong's injured right arm was hit hard again, and blood flowed directly.

too frightening!

What kind of people are this tyrant son of Da Qin, they are like ghosts and gods!

It's no wonder that the huge Confucian school was almost completely wiped out in a short period of time. It turned out that it wasn't the Confucian school, but the opponent was too strong!

After hitting the ground again, Tian Rong took the opportunity to struggle and climbed out. After looking around, his scalp numb.

I saw that there were as many as hundreds of Tian clan members, but now they are basically destroyed!

There are only a few people who are lucky enough to groan on the ground, but it seems that the air intake is more and the air is less, but it is a question of when to die!

This is a ghost!

Tian Rong only felt cold all over, and for an instant he couldn't even feel the biting pain, and he sprang around in the woods like a wounded lone wolf.

"This guy is really dead!"

The ugly man cursed, and he was about to pick up his sword to catch up again.

However, Zhang Liao suddenly appeared in front of him.

"He is completely abolished. Instead of killing him now, it is better to save his life for the time being and see if he can catch a bigger fish!"

"The Tian clan has stolen the throne of Qi for many years, so it's impossible for this little fish and shrimp!"

"Anyway, in his current state, there are bloodstains everywhere, it is impossible to escape our chase!"

"This is also an account from His Highness!"

Seeing the ugly man's puzzled expression, Zhang Liao suddenly explained.

The ugly man who was still a little unwilling to take credit for slipping away from him immediately stopped.

For Ying Changfeng, the ugly husband is absolutely convinced.

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