Chapter 449： Kill the Quartet!

Tang Ye seized the time to use the poisonous scorpion to prepare enough antidote. Wang Jianjia immediately arranged for someone to distribute the antidote to those who had changed the poison. Soon, the soldiers recovered like Peng Huaicai, recovered their strength, and regained their spirits.

At first, everyone wanted to cheer, but Tang Ye sent a secret order before taking the antidote, and everyone was not allowed to show that their condition improved, and they had to stay sick, so that people thought they were still suffering from the disease.

This point Tang Ye requested was for the plan to close the door and beat the dog. Under Tang Ye's arrangement, some soldiers stayed outside the tent and pretended to be seriously ill, so that the disciples of the North Ming Daomen who came to spy thought they were still affected by the disease. The other soldiers stayed in the tent to rest, replenish their strength and prepare for the battle.

In the base fortress, Tang Ye, Peng Huaicai, Wang Jianjia, and the captains of several northern garrisons gathered to discuss combat strategies.

Peng Huaicai learned from Tang Ye’s mouth that the disease was actually a man-made poison, and it was done by the minister who wanted to subvert this world. He was so angry that he slapped him on the table and shouted, “What a mysterious plan? As a citizen of this country, it is despicable to destroy the nation’s fortunes in order to achieve one's own goals!"

Wang Jianjia was equally indignant, and coldly snorted: "If the fortunes of the country are disrupted, then this country will fall into turmoil, and may even fall apart. At that time, not only domestic bandits will be infested, but also foreign enemies will invade. This is a disaster for the country! Stop these so-called ministers who help the dragon!"

He Deyou is a team leader, so he can participate in confidential discussions here. He is equally angry and coldly snorted: "Which minister who supports the dragon, the dragon? The dragon is the emperor of the red wall, and the rest are vainly called dragons, that is, the courtiers and thieves! "

Tang Ye looked at them with a feeling in his heart. This is the soldier, who first cares about the country. They did not first consider that after heaven and earth return to chaos, heaven and earth will be connected together, and in addition to turmoil, demons and ghosts will be born. They focus on loyalty, obedience to orders, and serving the country. They are more worried about the country’s demise and the mountains and rivers will be gone, and they are dedicated to safeguarding the emperor of the Red Wall.

But the pattern in Tang Ye's eyes was slightly larger than them, thinking about the whole world.

Tang Ye said to everyone: "Actually, I didn't want to care about the black and yellow plan, the ministers who helped the dragon, etc., but their behavior seriously touched my bottom line, so I had to oppose them. Now we verbally accuse them of no use. The situation is very big, and we can only count as one step. Right now I understand that a warrior power in the north, that is, the three hundred disciples of the North Ming Swordsman, intends to destroy you in one fell swoop while you are under the influence of Gu poison. So we To deal with this matter, fortunately, now that we have solved this gu poison, it is better to shut the door and hit the dog!"

After Peng Huaicai got rid of the poison, his body regained his strength and regained the calm and majestic bloodliness. He looked at Tang Ye and praised: "This method is very good. Let's do this. As long as they dare to come, we will let them all. Can't leave! Even if they don't come, after I prepare the army, I will kill them! The insurgents who threaten national security should be killed!"

Tang Ye nodded and said, "The three hundred disciples of the North Ming Swordsman are all martial artists. They respect martial arts and have the arrogance of a martial artist, so they generally don't use guns or other weapons. They use their vigor and strength to kill with a big knife. Enemy. This is more like the ancient way of warfare. But now it’s not in the ancient times. If you have guns, you can use them. If the warrior has not reached a certain strength, he will not be safe from guns. So our army can lie in ambush all around. After the three hundred disciples of the North Ming Swordsman entered the base, they shot them together into a hornet's nest. Some warriors are relatively strong, and once they get close to the ambush teammates, the teammates will be dangerous. So I, Jian Jia, and a few of them are good. The people of ”must guard the ambush comrades to protect them from being beheaded by the powerful swordsmen disciples.”

"Okay!" Everyone agreed with Tang Ye's arrangement.

The next day, at dawn, before dawn, the rested Far North garrison soldiers lurked around the base in batches in accordance with the order issued by Peng Huaicai, leaving a small portion of them capable of decoy missions and able to free themselves after lure the enemy. Soldiers who have secured and quickly retreat disguised themselves in the base tent.

Whoosh whoosh!

Outside the snowfield, in the darkness of dawn, people began to flicker constantly, all with agility, wearing white robes and carrying big swords, swept towards the base of the far north garrison. The figure flickered for a long time before disappearing. There were hundreds of people, who were the disciples of the North Ming Swordsman.

In the back, there are two men of higher standing, one is the big disciple of the North Ming Swordsman, who now controls the three hundred disciples of Qianji, and the other is the corpse slayer Xiangyang.

Qianji looked at the three hundred disciples who were looting towards the far north garrison base, and smiled: "In fact, living in the ice and snow here all the year round, I have a lot of longing for the green scenery of the southern country. After completing this mission, I will probably Go to the south and you will be able to see the beautiful scenery of the southern country in four seasons. I heard that the women in the southern country are more gentle and gentle. They are different from the bold and rough women in the northern country. I would like to give it a try."

Xiang Yang glanced at Qian Ji with a weird look in his eyes, and said, "Try it? If you want to try it quickly, go to Miss -x, but if you find Miss -x, you don't have a chance to feel the gentleness of the woman. They just turn away Legs make quick money. What you want is love, but is love suitable for people like us?"

"Brother Xiangyang..." Qian Ji was speechless, this guy had no emotion.

Qian Ji wanted to say something about Xiangyang's point, but from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Xiangyang's corpse body wrapped in gauze, so he didn't say anything. He knew very well that when Xiang Yang fell off a cliff and broke his body, the thing in his crotch was also broken by half. After it turned into a yin corpse, he was afraid it would be useless. Hey, it's also miserable, the big fun of men is gone.

Qianji laughed out and said, "Just miss you, you can enjoy a different experience. It's dawn, so after sunrise, maybe it will be over? The northern garrison has no power to bind chickens. Three hundred Swordsmen deal with them as simple as harvesting straw."

"Let's kill Tang Ye!" Xiang Yang said coldly.

Qian Ji squinted his eyes, his expression revealed a sharp edge, and the taste of play: "Natural."

...

boom!

With a gunshot, it meant that the plan of the three hundred disciples of the Northern Swordsmen to attack the Far North Garrison had begun. The three hundred disciples thought that entering the far north garrison base was to harvest lives. However, an accident happened at the beginning. After one shot, there were countless shots. The gunfire was very neat, as if already planned.

"Ah!" Then, someone began to exhale painfully, and soon fell to the ground.

At this time, the disciples of the Northern Underworld Swordsman realized that there was an accident. They saw that there was no figure in the far north garrison base, and bullets continued to fly around.

"It's in the game!" a knife disciple who walked in front shouted loudly.

"Go back!" the leading knife disciple shouted hurriedly.

However, the situation has not allowed them to retreat, and there are constantly flying bullets blocking their way!

The knife disciples had to use big knives to resist the bullets, but no matter how strong they were, it was difficult to defend them 360 degrees, so one after another, the knife disciples were shot and fell to the ground.

"Rush to the surrounding! They lie in ambush all around, interrupt their ambush!" A knife disciple realized this.

"Cover! Go out and chop them up!" The knife disciples made the correct response, and they could see that they were well trained.

However, it was useless. Tang Ye had already predicted this point. When the knife disciples finally rushed to the periphery, Tang Ye, Wang Jianjia, and other elites from the Far North garrison were waiting for them. They failed to get close and took charge of shooting. The soldiers fell.

Bang, bang, dangdang!

The bullet collided with the big knife, and the battle was very tragic, but in the end the bullet won, and the knife disciples fell one after another, screaming.

Originally came slowly, thinking about waiting for the three hundred swordsmen disciples to destroy the northern garrison, and then slowly killing Tang Ye's Qian Ji and Xiang Yang realized that something was wrong, the two frowned, speeding up and passing by. However, at this moment, a figure flashed out, blocking their way.

Tang Ye was already waiting for them.

"Tang Ye?!" Qianji and Xiangyang were shocked when they saw Tang Ye appearing on their own initiative, and they were not so unhurried. Then they glanced at the knife disciples who had rushed into the far north garrison base, and suddenly their eyes widened!

It was just dawn, and they saw the three hundred swordsmen disciples, all of them fell down and became a blood-red corpse!

How could this be? Doesn’t it mean that the people in the Far North garrison are all sick and have no combat effectiveness? So how come the three hundred disciples of swordsmen who knew martial arts were shot dead? !

"Damn it!" Qian Ji, who had been calm and calm, was suddenly full of anger, knowing that the plan had an accident.

That is, his mission failed. How should I explain this to the master Yanjing?