Chapter 50： 50 Helpless

Chapter 50 50 Helpless

"One of the stewards and patrols of the armory is our person. Don't worry about that. Now our main opponent is the county governor Tumuhar. This person is the palace guard of the fifth rank. Once he is given armor, none of us will be there. I can stop it." Chen Lianqing said in a deep voice.

A rank five master wears armor and carries a weapon, and uses horsepower to charge, that power is terrifying when you think about it.

"On the garrison side, one-third of our people are in-house. We must concentrate our best players and solve Tumuhar first, so as to suppress the garrison as quickly as possible." Chen Lianqing explained clearly.

"Who's going to do it? On the county side, the terrain is complicated, and there are guards and guards, and there are patrolling soldiers from time to time. Under the powerful crossbow, it is too difficult to assassinate Tumuhar first." The scribe shook his head.

"Don't worry, we will concentrate our efforts on this point." Chen Lianqing said solemnly.

Master    has arranged for the three masters including him to join forces to assassinate Tumuhar.

Tumuhar was a nail sent by Lingting to Huaxin County to suppress the Overseer. He is the person with the highest status in the entire county.

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

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

At that time, headed by master Zhang Xuan, the first five, the second and fourth, the three team up, and then design a sneak attack.

If it is a spacious field, a long-range shot with a powerful crossbow will surely succeed.

"Leader, that Tumuhar. It's not so easy to deal with. The decree of Tianxiong he cultivated is the martial arts of Lingting Xuehong Pavilion, which is powerful. This person was once a military general who retired from the battlefield. Thousands of trials and hardships. One or two of the ordinary arena experts of the same level are not their opponents at all."

Xuehong Pavilion is an organization that Daling specializes in collecting the world's strange exercises and martial arts.

Only really 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 martial arts popularization exercises have been produced, which have greatly helped the Daling army on the battlefield.

Daling's military is the first in martial arts, not only in equipment and archery.

Chen Lianqing didn't understand that Tumuhar was powerful, so he was silent.

"The above is naturally clear."

she said solemnly.

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

Her hands clenched into fists.

"Resistance, there will always be people who will die. What are we people gathering here for? Don't they know that they will die? Aren't they afraid?"

The surrounding people fell silent, and the wind whistled in the woods.

Although the sun is strong, it seems that there is no trace of temperature.

"If it wasn't for the helplessness, who would want to go this way?" Chen Lianqing showed a trace of hatred in his eyes.

Like her, there was hatred in the eyes of the people around her.

The people present, if they were not forced into a corner, who would be willing to fight for their lives?

The family was destroyed, the wives were separated, the parents died, the family property was stolen, and so on.

Among the people present, who was not forced into a desperate situation by Ling Tinghao, and even his own life and death were at stake.

"Everyone. Success or failure is here." Chen Lianqing pulled out the short knife around his waist.

The rest paused for a while.

also raised all kinds of weapons.

There are knives, sticks, rusted daggers, and even hoes.

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Near the Baijia Caravan, in the mountains and forests.

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

When he escorted Xiao Qingying down the mountain, Zhang Rongfang almost saw through it.

He was impressed by the man's tact then.

"For the sake of the same sect, you are bound on the spot, and you are not allowed to make a sound, and I can not hurt you." Qishan's voice softened.

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, which was different from the Chen Wuyou Shao family back then.

There is no need to live or die between them.

But if he was allowed to tie himself up and give up all resistance, he would naturally be reluctant.

"Senior Brother Qishan, why do you have to be aggressive. Everyone is in the same class. If there is anything you can sit down and talk about." Zhang Rongfang said helplessly.

"Are you really ignorant or pretending to be garlic?" Qi Shan had no time to waste with the other party.

Let’s talk more, does he still want to act?

That Zhang Xuan's picture is very big, and he must arrest people as soon as possible and go back for interrogation.

"Forget it, if you want to blame, it's your bad life." Qishan stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand.

Regardless of whether Zhang Rongfang knew about Zhang Xuan, this time he brought him back to death.

In any case, treason is a serious crime of looting and annihilating the family. As a close disciple of Zhang Xuan, once he is convicted, he does not want to run at all.

He, and all his relatives, will all die.

After a while, 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 from the Tangsha Prison, and he didn't want to turn his back on him completely. I don't even understand why this group of people came here and dressed in such a mask.

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

"Senior brother, no matter what you want to do, this time we've never met before, okay?"

While dodging, Zhang Rongfang asked in a deep voice.

After seeing the fate of the Chen family, he did not want to conflict with Tangsha Prison.

Now Tang Sha is about to succeed the palace master, and he is the orthodox representative of the Qinghe Palace. To oppose him is to oppose the entire officialdom.

"Huh? The movement is quite good. No wonder he dares to stand in front of me and call." Qi Shan saw that Zhang Rongfang was using the smoke-fighting step, and suddenly he was surprised.

"Never seen before. Naturally." He held the long stick in both hands, "I'll agree when you get down!"

Before he finished speaking, his burly figure rushed forward, the long stick unfolded the family tradition of the egret stick, and hit Zhang Rongfang on the head with a punch.

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

Hoo!

The brown long stick rolled away the fallen leaves, swung into a cyclone, trembled with a strange stick technique, and fell violently to Zhang Rongfang's right forehead.

Ugh.

sighed suddenly.

Smell.

The    long stick almost slid across the front of the forehead, and it was almost enough to hit the target.

But for some reason, this point seems to be a moat that cannot be crossed.

Zhang Rongfang then retreated a few meters and bowed his head.

"Senior brother, in fact, I am, really, really"

when.

In his hand, the wish wheel was raised high to block the attacking long stick.

"you!?"

Qishan's arms were pressed down crazily, but the strange thing was that no matter how hard he pressed down, the long stick remained motionless.

"A mere path that is not worth it!"

Qishan retracted his long stick in disbelief, swayed the reeds with one stroke, and swept away with all his strength.

"I see where you are hiding!"

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

"Senior Brother."

Zhang Rongfang's voice came from behind him.

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

Qi Shan stumbled, his face full of disbelief, and he touched his neck while shaking.

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

He couldn't understand.

unbelievable.

Why such a young Taoist priest has such a terrifying movement technique and the power to block his shot?

He doesn't understand

Puff.

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

There were screams in his ears.

in dense woods.

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

Not long.

The last corpse lay on its back.

Zhang Rong raised the wish wheel expressionlessly.

The wounded edge and the wheel body were all splashed with blood. At this time, after a little oxidation, some of them had already turned into a faint dark red.

"Don't blame me for blaming me, just blame you for having bad thoughts."

Murder, as long as there is a first time, there will always be a second time, a third time or even more.

And once he killed Qishan, he had to kill everyone present.

Otherwise, if the secret is leaked, there will be more trouble.

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

He gently wiped away 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 remove the source of the damage.

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

‘In this world, the fewer people who want to hurt others, the more peaceful they will be. So I am doing good deeds. ’

"I don't want to live in a world where I'm always on guard against others. So I can only do away with evil."

Zhang Rongfang is no longer as frightened as he was when he killed people now.

With a sharp weapon and a strange movement speed, even someone stronger than him, as long as the speed is slower than him, will definitely fail.

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

Unfortunately, maybe because they knew in advance what they were going to do, they put their wallets away 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 money bags, together they are only four taels of silver. It is also worth paying off the employment costs of the guards of the two escorts.

What is more valuable is the weapons on these people.

Unfortunately, Zhang Rongfang couldn't bring these weapons to sell.

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

hurriedly threw all the corpses on the back of the hillside, and then he went around in a circle, returned to the stream, and washed his body.

From start to finish, because he was close to the fifth-grade movement speed, the audience was not injured at all.

Qishan is a group of people. Although there are many people, it is impossible to form an effective enclosure in the mountains and forests.

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

In other words, Zhang Rongfang has always only been equivalent to one dozen two.

Under the constraints of the terrain and the tacit understanding of the opponent, more than a dozen people couldn't keep up with Zhang Rongfang's speed.

Too many blocks 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 is using a 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 here, and dark horse milk wine. Come and eat with you, Rong Fang."

Yang Hongyan gently invited.

Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and returned the water bag.

"Then thank you, sister-in-law."

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

(end of this chapter)