My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 50: Chapter 50

"One of the stewards and patrols of the armory is ours. Don't worry about it. Now our main opponent is the county governor Tumuhar. This person is the fifth-rank guard of the palace. Once he is put on armor, we will have no one." I can stop it." Chen Lianqing said in a deep voice.

The fifth-rank master held his armor and carried his weapon, and charged forward with his horsepower. The power was terrifying just thinking about it.

"One-third of the garrison is our internal support. We must concentrate our experts and deal with Tumuhar first, so as to suppress the garrison as quickly as possible." Chen Lianqing explained clearly.

"Who will do it? On the county government side, the terrain is complicated, there are fast guards to protect the head, and there are patrol soldiers from time to time. Under the crossbow, it is too difficult to assassinate Tumuhar first." The scribe shook his head.

"Don't worry, the higher authorities will concentrate on solving this problem." Chen Lianqing said in a deep voice.

The master has already arranged for three masters including him to assassinate Tumuhar together.

Tu Muhar is a nail sent by Lingting to suppress the warlord in Huaxin County. He is the person with the highest status in the entire county.

His martial arts strength is extremely strong, and he is in the prime of life, which is the most difficult time to deal with.

But the uprising is imminent, no matter how difficult it is to chew, it must be eaten as soon as possible.

At that time, headed by master Zhang Xuan, the first and fifth ranks, the second and fourth ranks, and the three will join forces to design a sneak attack.

If it is a spacious venue, then you can shoot from a long distance with a strong crossbow, and everything will be done.

"Boss, that Tumuhar is not so easy to deal with. The Tianxiong Order he cultivated is the martial art of Lingting Xuehong Pavilion, which is powerful. This person was once a general who retired from the battlefield, and he is skilled in murderous martial arts. He has been tempered and tempered. One or two of the ordinary Jianghu masters of the same level are not their opponents at all."

Xuehong Pavilion is an organization that Daling specializes in collecting strange martial arts from all over the world.

Only truly powerful and practical martial arts with good power will be included in it.

In addition, Xuehong Pavilion also has the function of developing stronger military weapons.

Over the years, a large number of military weapons and exercises have been popularized among them, which have greatly helped the Daling army on the battlefield.

The martial arts of the Daling army is the first, not only in equipment and archery.

Why didn't Chen Lianqing understand that Tumuhar was powerful, and he was silent when he heard the words.

"Of course the higher ups know this."

she said in a low voice.

"No matter how difficult it is, someone needs to do it!"

She clenched her hands into fists.

"Resistance, people will always die. What are we people gathering here for? Don't the above know that we will die? Are they not afraid?"

The people around fell silent, and the wind howled in the forest.

Although the sun is strong, it seems that there is no warmth.

"If it weren't for being forced to do nothing, who would want to go this way?" Chen Lianqing's eyes showed a trace of hatred.

Like her, the people around her also showed hatred in their eyes.

Those present, if they were not forced to go nowhere, who would be willing to risk their lives?

Families were destroyed, wives were separated, parents died, family property was seized, and so on.

Everyone present, who was not forced to a desperate situation by Ling Tinghao, even their own life and death were at stake.

"Everyone, success or failure depends on one action." Chen Lianqing drew out the dagger from his waist.

The rest paused for a moment.

They also raised all kinds of weapons on their bodies.

There are knives, clubs, rusty daggers, and even hoes.

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Near the Baijia caravan, in the mountains.

"Your name is Zhang Rongfang, right?" Qi Shan still had an impression of the little Taoist priest in front of him.

When he escorted Xiao Qingying down the mountain, Zhang Rongfang almost spotted him halfway.

He had been impressed by the man's agility then.

"For the sake of being in the same family, you should restrain yourself on the spot and don't make any noise. I don't want to hurt you." Qi Shan said softly.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the group of people in front of him, and his eyes fell on the masks they were wearing.

He really didn't want to fight with these people, it was different from Chen Wuyou's Shao family back then.

There is no need to fight to the death between them.

But if he is asked to restrain himself and give up all resistance, he is naturally unwilling.

"Senior Brother Qishan, why should you be aggressive? We are all in the same class. If you have anything to do, you can sit down and discuss it." Zhang Rongfang said helplessly.

"Are you really ignorant or just pretending?" Qi Shan wasted no time with the other party.

If we continue talking, will he take action?

That Zhang Xuan's picture is very big, he must be arrested and brought back for interrogation as soon as possible.

"Forget it, if you want to blame, I will blame your bad luck." Qi Shan stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand.

Regardless of whether Zhang Rongfang knew about Zhang Xuan or not, he would be dead if he was brought back this time.

In any case, rebellion is a serious crime of ransacking the family and exterminating the family. As Zhang Xuan's close disciple, once he is convicted, he will not even think about running away.

Either he, or all his relatives, will all die.

Suddenly, two masked men rushed forward.

Zhang Rongfang dodged left and right, making it impossible for the two of them to get close for a while.

He knew that Qishan was a member of the Tangsha Supervisory Institute, and he didn't want to turn against him completely. I don't even understand why this group of people came here and dressed in such masks.

So for a while, he didn't make a move, but just dodged.

"Senior brother, no matter what you want to do, we will act as if we have never run into each other this trip, okay?"

While dodging, Zhang Rongfang asked in a deep voice.

After seeing what happened to the Chen family, he didn't want to have a conflict with the Tang Sha Supervisor.

Now that Tang Sha is about to succeed the Palace Master, he represents the orthodoxy of Qinghe Palace. To fight against him is to fight against the whole government.

"Huh? The movement is pretty good. No wonder you dare to stand in front of me and shout." Qi Shan saw that Zhang Rongfang was using the Misty Step, and he was surprised.

"It's okay if you've never seen it before." He held the long stick with both hands, "I'll agree when you get down on the ground!"

Before he finished speaking, his burly figure rushed forward, unfolded his family's egret stick technique with his long stick, and smashed Zhang Rongfang's head with the head.

The thirteen-pound long stick fell heavily, making a dull whistling sound. If it hit the person's head, with the strength of Qishan, at least the skull would be dented and a severe concussion would result.

call!

The long brown stick rolled away the fallen leaves, created a whirlwind, trembled with a strange stick technique, and fell fiercely on Zhang Rongfang's right forehead.

well.

Suddenly there was a sigh.

swish.

The long stick narrowly slipped across the front of the forehead, just barely hitting the target.

But for some reason, this point seemed like a natural moat, which could not be crossed.

Zhang Rongfang suddenly withdrew a few meters and lowered his head.

"Brother, actually I, really, really"

when.

He raised the wish wheel in his hand to block the attacking long stick.

"you!!?"

Qi Shan pressed down frantically with both arms, but the strange thing was that no matter how hard he pressed down, the long stick remained motionless.

"It's just an unappetizing alley!!"

Qi Shan retracted his long stick in disbelief, swung the reed with a sweep, and hit it with all his strength.

"I see where you are hiding!!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes blurred, and he suddenly lost the figure in front of him.

"Brother."

Zhang Rongfang's voice came from behind him unexpectedly.

"Why don't you understand, a person has only one life"

Qi Shan staggered, with a face full of disbelief, trembling and touching his neck.

There was a huge gap there, blood was flowing out continuously, and air was leaking.

He can't understand.

unbelievable.

Why does such a young Taoist priest have such terrifying body skills and the power to stop him from attacking?

he doesn't understand

Plop.

He fell to the ground, blood continued to spread, soaking down the soil at the bottom of the grass roots.

There were screams incessantly.

In dense woods.

The last thing Qi Shan saw was a ghostly silent figure, easily dodging the attacks of others, harvesting the lives of his subordinates one by one.

Not long.

The last corpse lay on its back.

Zhang Rong raised the wish wheel expressionlessly.

On the edge of the wounded blade and the body of the wheel, blood was splashed all over. At this time, after a little oxidation, part of it has turned dark red.

"Don't blame me if you want to blame, just blame you for having evil thoughts."

As long as there is a first time in killing such a thing, there will always be a second time, a third time or even more.

And once Qi Shan was killed, he had to kill everyone present.

Otherwise, there will be more troubles under the leak.

The huge difference in body speed made it easy for him to do this.

He gently wiped off the blood from the wound with the corpse's clothes, then turned around and left silently.

He really didn't want to kill.

But others always want to hurt him.

In order not to be hurt, he had to take action to eliminate the source of the injury.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is also good.

'In this world, the fewer people who want to hurt others, the more peaceful and stable it will be. So I'm doing something good. '

"I don't want to live in a world where I'm always on the lookout for others. So I just have to get rid of the evil."

Zhang Rongfang's killing people now is no longer as frightening as it was at the beginning.

With a sharp weapon, combined with a strange body speed, even a stronger person than him, as long as his speed is slower than him, he will definitely be defeated.

Soon, Zhang Rongfang returned to Qishan's body and quickly began to pack everyone's money bags.

It's a pity, perhaps because they knew what they were going to do when they came out in advance, so they put away their money bags in advance and didn't carry them with them.

Zhang Rongfang collected more than a dozen people, but only found two money bags.

And in these two purses, there are only four taels of silver in total. That's enough to offset the employment expenses of the guards of the two escort agencies.

What is more valuable is the weapons on these people.

It's a pity that Zhang Rongfang couldn't bring these weapons to sell.

He could only pick and choose, and took a close-fitting dagger from Qi Shan.

Quickly throwing all the corpses to the back of the hillside, he circled around, returned to the stream, and washed himself again.

From the beginning to the end, because his body speed was close to that of the fifth grade, the audience did not suffer any injuries.

A group of people in Qishan, although there are many people, can't form an effective encirclement in the mountain forest.

Every time they fight, they are at most two people shooting together.

In other words, Zhang Rongfang has always been equivalent to one-on-two.

Due to the limitation of the terrain and the limitation of the opponent's tacit cooperation, more than a dozen people could not keep up with Zhang Rongfang's speed.

There are too many barriers to use.

Not long after, he returned to the team. Return to the position behind the bullock cart as if nothing had happened.

Yang Hongyan was using a piece of clean silk cloth to place the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, sugar cakes, pine nut cakes, meat pies, etc. prepared in advance, one by one.

There are also two small wine bottles on the side.

One seal is red and one is white.

"There is also a small portion of wine and dark kumiss. Rong Fang, come and eat with us."

Yang Hongyan invited gently.

Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and returned the water bag.

"Then thank you sister-in-law."

The faint smell of wine seemed to suppress the faint smell of blood on his body for a while.