Eternal Life: I'm Grinding Experience in the Patrol Division

Lu Zheng was Xie Shihuan's most trusted patrol chief, while Song Changming was chosen purely for his personal bravery.

The three patrol chiefs left were senior and experienced, and were more suitable to lead the team than Song Changming.

After Xie Shihuan informed the captain, the three of them left the team and rode towards the other scouts.

After approaching, Song Changming quickly scanned them and found that these people were just dressed like ordinary Jianghu people.

Cloth clothes and hats, with a steel knife.

Xie Shihuan first showed his identity token, and then said: "The token needs to be personally reviewed by your master."

"Wait a moment." The scouts said.

Only after the person who went back to report came back and got instructions, did they allow Song Changming and the other two to go with them.

Such a cautious attitude made this important person more mysterious.

After riding for several miles, they saw a caravan parked near the mountain stream.

About 20 or 30 people dressed as Jianghu people were guarding a carriage in the middle.

The carriage was ordinary and not noble.

But those Jianghu people were eyeing the three of them covetously.

Undoubtedly, the person sitting in the carriage was the important person they were escorting.

When approaching the convoy, Xie Shihuan asked Song Changming and Lu Zheng to stop, and he walked out of the carriage alone.

Song Changming saw Xie Shihuan bowing to the carriage, but he couldn't hear what he said.

Then he handed the token in his hand to the person in the carriage.

In a moment, a strong voice came from the carriage.

"Okay, put away your knives, they are our own people."

As soon as these words came out, the solemn atmosphere of the convoy suddenly dissipated, and those Jianghu people took the order and put away their knives silently.

"These people are not Jianghu people." Lu Zheng suddenly murmured in a low voice.

"Well, they are more like government soldiers or official soldiers." Song Changming also replied in a low voice.

Both of them were very observant and saw at a glance that this group of people had characteristics that people in the martial arts world did not have.

In addition, Xie Shihuan had saluted so respectfully before, and the important people in the carriage were mostly high-ranking officials outside the county, at least higher than Xie Shihuan, and even higher than their county governor!

If not, the county governor would not have made such a big fuss.

After both parties confirmed their identities and reached an agreement, the convoy joined the cavalry team of the captain and returned to the county city from where they came.

"Disperse." The captain gave an order.

The three hundred cavalry teams immediately dispersed in their own ranks and deployed alerts in all directions.

Once there was something unusual on the road, they would get the news in advance.

"You also disperse some people." Xie Shihuan instructed Song Changming and others.

Compared with the cavalry team led by the captain, he trusted the patrol team he brought more.

"Zhaolong, take a few people to the north to guard."

Song Changming was making arrangements, and before he could finish his words, a signal smoke suddenly rose in front.

Everyone reined in their horses and changed their expressions.

"This signal smoke means that the enemy has been encountered in front!" Captain Fan Yun narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

They had just received this important person, and the enemy came, and it was coming from the direction of the county city.

Such a coincidence, it is not difficult to guess that most people had received the news as early as when they left the city, and followed them from a distance.

It is obvious that the other party came prepared, and the target was the important person in the carriage.

Perhaps if the patrol team and the cavalry army had not gone out of the city to pick up people with such a big noise, this group of people would not be able to find the route and time of the target person, and could only hide outside the county city to ambush the arrival of the convoy.

"Xie Zongsi, I leave this to you!" Fan Yun didn't think much, and directly pulled out the big iron spear behind him, raised it high and shouted.

The remaining two hundred cavalrymen under his command immediately followed him and galloped forward, like a torrent of steel.

This is what they are good at, charging into battle!

"What happened?" A voice came from the carriage.

It was a slightly old voice. Although the person in the carriage did not reveal his appearance, it sounded like an old man, and the tone of a superior was faintly revealed.

"Sir, we have met the enemy." Xie Shihuan hesitated for a moment, but still said it truthfully.

A sigh came from the carriage, "Sure enough, they are here. The life and death of this old man is in your hands."

"Don't panic, sir, we will guard and will not let the thief get close!" The dozens of Jianghu people in the convoy drew their swords, and one of them said.

"Set up the crossbow." Song Changming ordered.

The forty patrol guards brought by his men immediately took out their crossbows, put on the crossbow arrows, and were ready.

A moment later, the sound of killing and the sound of iron hooves galloping in front continued.

"Here they come!" Some of the observant people in the convoy realized something was wrong just by hearing the changes in the movement from the front.

As expected, a group of people wearing cloaks and of unknown origin appeared in front of everyone.

They passed through the cavalry army led by the captain and killed their way here.

There were about 20 to 30 people, all of whom were good at lightness, either flying close to the ground or gliding in the air as if they had wings.

"Shoot!"

More than 200 patrol guards had been waiting for a long time with crossbows, and when this group of people approached, they fired hundreds of crossbows and carried out intensive coverage.

No matter how good these people were at lightness, they had nowhere to hide in the end and could only deal with this large number of crossbows.

After a few rounds of shooting, some of them were soon injured or even shot to the ground.

This is the advantage of having more people, and the long-range firepower is strong enough.

If ordinary people were under this heavy rain of arrows, even warriors would have to retreat.

But this group of attackers were fearless and brave, and they took the crossbows and quickly advanced to the front of the convoy.

Each of them swung his sleeves forward, and a large amount of white dust blew towards the convoy with the wind.

"No, it's poison powder!" Lu Zheng was very knowledgeable and was the first to speak when he saw this move.

Song Changming frowned, held his breath and led the team to retreat, and the convoy also retreated.

But some people were still contaminated by the poison powder, and soon some people showed bitterness on their faces, and they felt more and more sore and numb all over their bodies.

Usually for warriors who have trained their bodies, ordinary poison powder is difficult to play a big role on them.

Unless it is extremely toxic and you drink it, it is possible that you cannot be immune to it, which will lead to fatal danger.

These poisonous powders that drifted in the wind could not kill the warriors who had trained their bodies, but they only made them feel sore all over, which greatly reduced their strength.

Patrolmen had already fallen down in the wind and could not even stand steadily.

Song Changming soon realized that his skin was slightly tingling and his muscles were slightly sore under the influence of the poisonous powder.

But this degree of muscle soreness had a very limited impact on his strength.

Undoubtedly, his physique had been trained strong enough, and the poisonous powder had little effect on him.

Seeing this, Song Changming was slightly relieved. Before the attackers slaughtered the fallen patrolmen, he chose to draw his sword and attack.

At the same time, Lu Zheng and several other guards also led the patrolmen with good strength in their teams to kill them together.

They formed the second line of defense, and the two sides launched a head-on confrontation near this official road.

Xie Shihuan, with his ten personal guards, stayed beside the carriage to escort the important people inside, and no mistakes were allowed.

In the strong wind mixed with poisonous powder, Song Changming took the lead, and his speed was also extremely fast, not inferior to those enemies at all.

Soon, he approached one of the enemies, his eyes revealed an undisguised strong killing intent.

He stepped heavily on his front foot, jumped up with force, stretched his long arms, swung the dragon-patterned knife in the air, turned over and slashed it on the head.

This knife was like thunder in the sky, carrying a huge force of more than 5,000 kilograms and accelerating continuously.

The poisonous wind was torn apart by his knife, and the air pressure exploded, like a mountain pressing down on the top!

The enemy's eyes widened, full of horror.

There was no time to dodge, and the long knife was only half raised in time, and Song Changming's knife split most of his body, and the broken body flew directly out.

One strike and he was killed instantly!

This also made the other companions feel nervous.

Song Changming was young, but the strength he showed was completely inconsistent with his appearance.

The moment he landed, Song Changming rushed straight to other enemies.

Those people scattered like frightened birds, with more darts and flying knives in their hands, throwing them at Song Changming who was like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Song Changming used his light body skills, his steps were very agile, dodging or blocking with his knife, easily resolving them.

With his left hand on his waist, the official knife he was wearing was unsheathed and was shot out by him with a special force method.

The blade pointed to one person.

When the man knocked off the flying long knife, Song Changming had already caught up.

Soul-breaking knife style, a soul-stirring knife!