Origin Player

Early in the morning.

Jiang He got on the carriage prepared by Wu Guanjia and set off to the city north to report for duty.

There are four Dusi in Daming Prefecture, namely the southeast, northwest and northeast Dusi. The highest officer of each Dusi is the Embroidered Uniform Commander, who serves as the general when leading troops in battle. The four generals have more than 30,000 elite soldiers under their command.

As they moved forward, the Twelve-floor Demon Suppression Tower next to the palace became farther and farther away. There were restaurants and shops on both sides of the street. Jianshui River flows eastward, and after the hustle and bustle of the night, the morning is slightly quiet.

Passing by the night market, Jiang He lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Four messengers wearing Dusi embroidered uniforms gathered together. At this moment, they were escorting a burly prisoner with a very obvious Jianghu atmosphere. He was about to face the first beheading in his life.

"You are a bunch of corrupt officials!"

"I didn't kill the man, what evidence do you have to arrest me!"

An embroidered messenger kicked the prisoner's knee hard. He had no good feelings towards this group of Jianghu people. Ordinary people need strict official procedures to leave their local villages and counties. If they go to other places without permission, they will be immediately treated as fugitives and charged. And this group of Jianghu people are running around all over the world, and there are countless lives on their hands.

The embroidered messenger seemed to be still unsatisfied. He directly drew out the golden knife from his waist and chopped the prisoner's face with the back of the knife. His sister was abused by a passing Jianghu person, lost her innocence and committed suicide by jumping into the river. Until now, the murderer has not been brought to justice. That's why he chose to become an embroidered messenger.

As for this prisoner, he was naturally caught on the road. The embroidered messenger was a sergeant in wartime. In other words, in Yizhou, the Anbei Army is the largest sect and is not afraid of the Jianghu forces at all.

The prisoner struggled desperately, unwilling to be killed, but facing four embroidered messengers with inferior skills, this resistance seemed futile.

The prisoner was escorted to the execution platform at the entrance of the night market, and many people were watching at this time.

"Good killing, chop him to death!"

"My lord, my child is sick, the doctor said to treat it with human blood steamed buns, I will leave with some blood."

"Hu Dao is a famous chivalrous man, I don't believe he will kill innocent people."

"Killing is a perversion of law, who cares if you are innocent or not."

The onlookers were three layers inside and three layers outside, and the discussion was particularly noisy. The government and the rivers and lakes were like water and fire.

The executioner took his position, and with a mouthful of spit, the big knife fell on the back of the prisoner's neck.

Many onlookers stared with their eyes wide open, unwilling to miss any details. Some people have been helped by the rivers and lakes, some have been bullied by the rivers and lakes, and some have relatives and friends who are rivers and lakes. At this moment, they all stared.

The sword fell, but the head did not fall to the ground.

In the crowd, the sword-wielding youth took a step forward, and the sword light of the true essence burst out from the tip of the sword, instantly sinking into the executioner's forehead. The true essence left the body, and although its momentum was slightly weak, it was also the realm of a mid-level warrior.

"Senior Tiger Knife, I'll help you!"

The prisoner nicknamed Tiger Knife laughed: "You are so brave, Brother Yan is really a chivalrous hero, and I remember this favor."

The four embroidered messengers attacked together and surrounded the swordsman named Yan. For a while, there were swords and swords.

During this period, the swordsman named Yan cut off the prisoner's shackles. Two against four, the embroidered messengers gradually fell into a disadvantage and could only maintain a tangle.

Outside the night market, Jiang He looked through the window and vaguely saw the fighting on the execution platform.

"What do you think?"

The little white snake coiled around her neck was slightly startled, and her golden vertical pupils were full of doubts. What can she think?

"Big snake, I'm hungry."

"When the ambergris is exchanged for money in the evening, I'll take you to the night market."

Jiang He found an alchemical bullet from his bag, peeled off the bullet and pinched it between his two fingers.

In the Withered Heart Sutra, in addition to the exercise methods and secret techniques, there are also several matching martial arts, similar to He Qianhu's previous Dragon Claw and Tiger Subduing Fist.

The first layer is equipped with the small withered sword finger, which can inject the withered true energy into the target and detonate it at a fixed time. The maximum time limit is one month. Its finger-snapping technique is quite unique, and the finger-snapping is like an arrow.

The second layer is equipped with the Dayong fist seal. Once a punch is thrown, the withered true energy contained in the fist seal is endless. Once it hits the enemy, it can be used with the small withered finger to remotely point, and the withered power can be detonated one by one, causing serious internal injuries.

Jiang He pinched the bullet, and the energy containing the three characteristics of corrosion, toxicity, and withering was injected. The color changed from blue-red to dark red. A trace of energy flowed through the fingertips. The small withered sword finger kept the bullet intact under the energy wrapping.

The sword finger popped out, and the bullet flew out of the car window.

Swish!

A faint dark red light streaked through the air, but the aim was slightly off, scratching the cheek of the swordsman surnamed Yan.

The next second, the three characteristics erupted together.

The terrifying corrosive force melted away half of the face of the swordsman surnamed Yan, and withering and poison invaded his body.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

The extremely miserable wailing instantly overwhelmed the noisy discussions of the onlookers.

"Looking at the specifications, it seems to be the carriage of the Bo's Mansion."

"The flag of the Dusi Qianshi carriage should be the Bo who came to quell the rebellion yesterday."

The four embroidered messengers looked at each other. The speed of news circulation was very amazing because of the fighting in the palace last night and the gift of calligraphy by the prince.

"Capture the two first, and come to thank the Lord another day."

As soon as these words came out, the four embroidered messengers attacked one after another, and the seriously injured swordsman named Yan was hacked to death on the spot. The prisoner Hu Dao was about to leave, but an embroidered gold-lettered sword pierced his back.

In the distance, the carriage had already gone far away.

Jiang He lowered the curtain. The confrontation between the government and the underworld was more serious than he had imagined. He had no opinion on either side. It mainly depended on what position he stood on. Now, as the commander and the pacification officer, it was his basic ethics to keep in step with the Dusi and Anbei Dudufu.

The carriage arrived at the Dusi Mansion in the north of the city.

The commander of the third rank and the commander of the third rank were not there. Their military positions were the general and the lieutenant general respectively. After the banquet last night, the King of Anbei ordered to send more troops to the border in the near future to prepare for the barbarians to go south.

The general of the north of the city has gone to the black Great Wall, and the lieutenant general led his troops to Dangguan City in the northwest.

In the entire Yizhou territory, Damingfu is equivalent to the core, the black Great Wall is the barrier to the north, and the importance of Dangguan City is not much less. This city is located in the canyon of the Jianchi Mountains and occupies a dangerous terrain.

Whether from Daming Prefecture or the Ink Great Wall, if you want to reach Dangguan City, you have to go around for half a day and enter from the canyon entrance of Jianchi Mountain Range, so you need to deploy defenses in advance.

Jiang He got off the carriage and entered the Dusi Mansion in the north of the city.

Deputy General Du Chang, the military officer of the caravan, and Zhu Junshou were all there.

"My Lord, I will set off for the city we are responsible for guarding immediately. Please take care of me in the future."

Deputy General Du Chang solemnly clasped his fists and came to Daming Prefecture to continue to serve as my Lord's subordinate. No matter what the facts were, in the eyes of the outside world, he and my Lord were already tied together, and they would prosper together and suffer together.

"Do your best." Jiang He replied. With the serious situation in Daming Prefecture, he was not qualified to make any guarantees.