Fantasy: Simplify the skills and become a master from a minion

Chapter 108 I hope Chu Qing can develop black gold bones in three years

When Zheng Toixiang quietly went to Fucheng with his elite troops:

Chu Qing is waiting for information.

After sending Cui Moyang and others away, Chu Qing asked the maid to find the deputy dean for all information about the rebels in Qinghe County.

Not long after, the maid came back with a box.

"Sir, the deputy dean said that the contents of the box can only be seen by yourself."

Chu Qing nodded.

The box is sealed with lacquer and has the seal of the vice-chancellor.

The maids retired and he opened the box.

Click!

Inside is a piece of information.

There are those from the rebels, those from Wubao in Shiji County, and those from Qinghe County.

The information is quite detailed.

Chu Qing flipped through it briefly, then closed his eyes and thought:

The situation in Qinghe County is quite bad:

First of all: the number of defenders is insufficient, and now it is all up to the common people and the slaves of wealthy families to resist.

Secondly: Qinghe Wubao all joined the rebels openly; many gangs secretly colluded with the rebels.

Again: the old dean of Qinghe County is dead, the new dean is not strong enough, and more than two-thirds of the masters and students of the martial arts academy have joined the rebels.

Finally: the big boss behind Qinghe County: a member of the Bingjia Sect named Zhang, who is in a neutral state.

If Zheng Toixiang hadn't trained his troops in order to reduce the loss of the main force, Qinghe County would have been doomed long ago.

Chu Qing's first thought was;

Qinghe County is finished.

Unless the imperial court sends a large army to rescue.

But the imperial court had already given up on Qinghe.

"Even if he is finished, he will still have to hold on for a few more days."

"At least, we have to wait for Cui Moyang and the others to develop the golden tendons."

Chu Qing has a long-term idea:

Let Cui Moyang and others improve their strength and become helpers in the future.

Stab!

Chu Qing took out a more detailed map.

There is a rebel camp above.

Looking at the map, his eyes suddenly lit up:

The rebel camp was not stationed in the open space by the river.

Instead, he was stationed in a place with lush vegetation on the other side.

"call!"

Chu Qing let out a long breath and suddenly thought of Senior Brother, Mrs. Jin and the others.

"Sure enough, reading more is the best way."

"I thought about attacking you casually, but I didn't expect that you don't understand the art of war."

"If God is kind to you, I will teach you a profound lesson!"

Wow!

He put away the map and put all the information into a box.

Apply fire paint and seal it with a seal.

"Send the box back!"

"yes!"

The round-faced maid carried the box and left.

Chu Qing called the oval-faced maid again and said, "Pay attention to the weather. If there is an east wind, call me."

"Okay, sir!"

Finally, he said to the cold maid: "Go and contact Cui Moyang and ask them to prepare strong fire oil and other flammable materials."

"Yes, sir!"

one day

two days

three days

Cui Moyang and others collected fire oil and other flammable materials, and took their domestic slaves with them to frantically kill a steady stream of rebel spies and teams.

On this day, the east wind came.

Chu Qing packed up her things, contacted Cui Moyang and others, took fierce oil and other items, and went straight to Qinghe County.

call out!

House slaves, each carrying a large amount of flammable materials, quietly sneaked into the vegetation and laid out the flammable materials.

Wait until midnight:

Chu Qing glanced at the messy rebel camp not far away and sighed:

"God is good!"

"If I don't set the fire, God won't forgive me!"

"ignition!"

A low growl, the next second;

House slaves nearby lit flammable objects and shouted at the same time to convey the message:

"ignition!"

The sound of ignition resounded through the sky, shocking the rebels.

As soon as the rebels woke up from their dreams, they saw the flames of war approaching.

Wind blows fire, and fire helps wind.

Torrential wind and fire swept through the rebel camp.

barbecue!

Wail!

Everyone was miserable.

The rebels had no idea where the fire came from.

They were frightened and fled in all directions.

Those who trample each other to death are many times more than those who are burned to death by fire.

Chu Qing stood quietly behind Feng Huo, expressionless.

Cui Moyang and others stood behind him, their faces pale.

Although they are from aristocratic families, they look down on ordinary people and regard human life as nothing.

However, this is also the first time I have seen someone kill like this.

This scene is so miserable.

Even if the dead are all rebels, cannon fodder, and mud-legged people.

At this moment, they also felt frightened.

Even people with iron hearts like Cui Moyang and Wang Yinyang felt like they were looking at a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood when they looked at Chu Qing's back.

Qinghe County:

The county magistrate looked at the fire outside with a complicated expression.

The wealthy and powerful people cheered for joy.

"Lord Magistrate, why aren't you happy?"

Some wealthy families were puzzled.

The county magistrate whispered: "Bingjia Sect has reached a deal with the rebels. Qinghe County will be given to the rebels."

"Now, the rebels are suddenly on fire. Do you think the Bingjia Sect will blame the rebels? Or me?"

Many wealthy and powerful people looked gloomy.

Bingjia Sect is a mountain with a radius of thousands of miles.

Although they were a wealthy family, they were powerless against the Bingjia Sect.

Some wealthy families gritted their teeth and said, "It wasn't us who set the fire anyway."

The county magistrate sighed: "Do you think the Bingjia Sect believes it?"

"Does Zheng Tuxiang believe it?"

Everyone was silent.

The county magistrate suddenly bowed to everyone and said, "Everyone, please take care of my wife and daughter."

"Left and right, take three feet of white silk. I will hang myself on this tower."

The wealthy and powerful people suddenly became anxious.

"County magistrate, you cannot commit suicide."

"If you die, who will bear the wrath of Bingjia Sect?"

"Who can bear the wrath of Zheng Tuxiang?"

The county magistrate cried and said: "I just want to resist and sell myself for a good price."

"Who knew that these rebels would be burned by a fire."

"Damn it, who set the fire!"

The county magistrate is crying.

The wealthy and powerful people also sighed.

For a long time, they asked the domestic slaves to take a good look at the county magistrate and sent some women to the magistrate.

In the end, for the sake of the lovely girl, the magistrate resisted everything in tears.

Chu Qing, who set the fire, was not very interested in the monstrous fire.

Listening to the rebels' screams, he lamented:

"These rebels are so rubbish."

everyone

"Let's go, go back!"

Chu Qing turned around and left.

The others looked at each other and quickly followed.

As we walked along, everyone felt quite uneasy.

Especially the group of martial arts slaves.

They were all ready to sacrifice.

After all, it would definitely be very tragic for a hundred and eighty people to attack a military camp.

result:

Just a fire will destroy the rebels.

This method is so terrible.

The vice president of the Wuyuan Academy was shocked when he learned the news.

Chu Qing went to attack the rebel camp, he knew.

Originally, he thought that Chu Qing would bruise his head and bleed, then come back, clean up the small group of rebels in Shiji County, and improve little by little.

result:

With a fire, a rebel camp and tens of thousands of rebels were wiped out.

this moment:

The vice-dean had an idea: "Perhaps the wisest decision I have ever made in my life is to let Chu Qing enter the inner courtyard."

"Chu Qing Mai was born barefoot."

"But he is more powerful than any other member of the aristocratic family."

The deputy dean had a crazy idea:

Use all means to protect Chu Qing's growth.

"If three years later, the empire has not been destroyed."

"Then, I will try my best to send him to Fucheng."

He felt that Chu Qing had potential and a future.

He went to see the dean.