Blood Killing, the establishment time is unknown, the number of members is unknown, the headquarters is unknown, and the name of the leader is unknown. This is all the information about Qin Lei’s life and death enemy. Apart from knowing that they are the minions of the Taiwei Mansion, with excellent combat power and cruel means, they know nothing else.

Those who have seen them but have been lucky enough to die are all secretive of this ghostly organization. Perhaps only by truly seeing their means can you understand that being targeted by these people is a more terrifying thing than death.

When the surround of the earth slope was completed, the blood-killing assassins suddenly accelerated, and the phantoms rushed to the outermost warning post. It seemed that the sluggish morale seriously affected the enthusiasm of the Qinlei Guard. There were only two or three listless soldiers on the post, whispering something.

A soldier seemed to hear something, raised his head absent-mindedly, and saw two uninvited guests who were the same color as Ye, pounced towards his two companions facing him. Just as he was about to open his mouth and shout, he felt a gust of wind behind him, and his throat could no longer speak.

The guard was frightened to see his companion opposite him cut his throat by the man in black behind him, and even forgot to cover his blood-squirting tube until his body fell down softly. He did not realize that he was dead.

The sporadic posts on the periphery were quickly resolved, and the next moment, the blood-killing assassins rushed into the camp where they were targeting. Over the past few days, the group was becoming more and more intense, leaving the huge camp much empty and deserted, and also reducing the troubles of the assassins.

They rushed in from all directions of the camp, with only one target - the tent in the middle. According to past experience, assassinating the generals in the camp is the most difficult business. Because of the strict barriers, strict organization, and even soldiers who are equally fearless, it makes it difficult for them to attack Huanglong. Even if they can barely succeed, they will suffer heavy losses.

If it weren't for this, they wouldn't have lost all six years ago and they still cannot recover their vitality. This is even the first time that many blood killing assassins have performed such a large-scale mission.

However, over the past few years of hard and even cruel training, countless small-scale assassins have tempered the technical and psychological skills and psychology of these blood-killing assassins to a very high level, and they only lack experience.

I saw them blinking through the open space in the camp, making almost no sound. Occasionally, when they met soldiers who were patrolling the night, they could always kill them before the other party could react, without even affecting the speed of advancement. The unblocked advancement along the way like a mercury pouring out of the ground made many assassins feel a sense of unreasonable superiority, and it was very scent of the heroes in the world.

Several assassins quickly gathered beside the central tent. Looking at this tall, solid, and well-sealed luxury tent, the assassins spat in their hearts: I really enjoy it! I don’t have to worry about prickly heat coming out.

At this time, the old man in black robe who led the team also came here. Seeing that his subordinates had surrounded all the tents in the camp, they waited for the main tent to succeed, and they would break the tents and slaughter all the living things in the camp.

The strange old man looked at the huge tent, waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to attack. The assassins circled around the tent and found strangely that the tent could not be found. Is it the latest fashion in Zhongdu? I really don’t know what these gentry masters thought.

The old man suddenly heard a hissing sound at his feet. When he looked down, he saw a fire snake jumping from a distance. Before he could react, the fire snake suddenly got into the tent, followed by a dull explosion sounded inside, scaring the assassin who had surrounded him so much that he almost threw away the weapons in his hand.

Before they could stabilize their bodies, accompanied by a shocking loud noise, a violent shock wave burst out from the sealed tent. The thick tent was easily pulled into pieces like paper. The bloody assassin surrounding the tent was killed, and it was not even enough to shout, and it was buried in this earth-shaking explosion.

Immediately afterwards, the small tents scattered around the camp also exploded one after another. Just the shock waves generated by the explosions pulled the bloody assassin surrounding the tent into pieces.

The remaining limbs mixed with broken bodies rushed into the sky. Even a team of cavalrymen two miles away were dizzy and tinnitus by the explosions resounding through the sky. The grassland war horses, known for their calmness and calmness, were shocked to scream.

Looking at the mushroom-shaped clouds rising in the air, Qin Lei sighed lightly: "It's a pity that there are so many military rations." After thinking about it, he added: "There are also those tents, all brand new."

Shi Gan sweated on his forehead and said, "Prince, should we attack?"

Qin Lei nodded and said loudly: "Go away!"

The soldiers looked at the magical Prince Long. Although many of them had participated in the behind-the-scenes work of pretending to be Lu Dongbin at that time, they were all convinced that the prince was a god who came down to earth. How could he turn the flour into immortal thunder if he was not a god? It must be, that's right.

Hearing the prince's order, all the cavalry shouted in unison: "Get orders!", then put down the protective surface, drove the horses to gallop, and in a blink of an eye, crossing Qin Lei, like a spring tide in Qiantang, rushing towards a small slope in the fire.

Let’s look at the number of these cavalrymen, about 1,670 cavalrymen. All Qin Lei’s guards, except for the two teams of black-armored cavalry who led the Polu Army, were all here. What happened to be absent.

All of this is just a trick of Qin Lei. Since he felt he was secretly spying on him, he guessed that the Blood Kill had already been put on him, but he was just waiting for the right opportunity to start.

As long as Qin Lei defends closely and does not reveal flaws, maybe the Blood Killing won’t find an opportunity. But they will definitely continue to spy on them in the secret. Once Qin Lei relaxes, the fatal blow will come.

It's really bad to have a fatal weapon hanging on his head at all times. It's never Qin Lei's choice to take action. He wants to take the lead and pull the weapon off his head and fold it into two sections to make it easier to sleep peacefully.

Since he made up his mind to break this weapon, he could not wait until he entered the city and returned to the crowd. Once he returned to the city, he was subject to various restrictions. Even if he wanted to assassinate Qin Lei, he would only send a small team of 100 people. If he was trapped in such endless assassination and encirclement, the danger would always accompany him, and... it was very annoying. Eat it in small mouthfuls. This boring way to relieve boredom is the favorite of the elderly. For the young Qin Lei, although he has good teeth but a better appetite, he naturally needs to swallow it in one bite and it will be easier.

The first step in Qin Lei's operation was naturally to save his strength and to get rid of the blood-killing accomplice, the Polu Army. This broke the wishful thinking of blood-killing and saving trouble and picking up cheap things. It forced them to go out and fight with them with real swords and guns.

Qin Lei had already done his homework about the name Blood Kill, which was repeatedly mentioned by the prince and the queen mother. Although he didn't understand the situation of his opponent, he could also guess that they must be a group of shameful guys who like to attack in the dark. Such rat-like guys bully the weakest and fear the strong, so Qin Lei had to show weakness and make them think that there was a bargain to get in, so that they would willingly rush into the trap prepared for them by Qin Lei.

This is the scene in which Qin Lei deliberately scolded the soldiers and forced them to be a small pass. In fact, this is because of the lack of understanding of the Qin Lei Guard. If they knew that even ordinary guards could pay 15 taels of silver every month, and they would also have a bonus during festivals. They would have a lifetime retirement bonus when they were old, a lifetime disabled bonus when they were disabled, and a huge pension when they died. In addition, the treatment in all aspects, let alone the Qin Dynasty, even the Yulin Army of the Southern Chu, which is known as the highest salary in the world, would not believe that these soldiers would have a small pass and escape after being beaten and scolded by Qin Lei a few times.

Not to mention Qin Lei's emotional investment, sense of belonging construction, cohesion generation and other supporting solutions. It is no exaggeration to say that although Qin Lei's team cannot rank among the world in combat, they are all the best in other aspects. Even if they can't even get in, how could anyone get away?

If you want to act well, it is the most important thing to not be misleading. If there are nails laid by others in your camp, no matter how good they are, it will be a joke. Since the beginning of the establishment of the army, Qin Lei paid great attention to the purity of the team. Through strict control of the process, frequent education during the process, and secretly surveillance, he can basically distinguish who came to him with different purposes.

So before the performance, Qin Lei arrested these people first because he was so good that he didn't even use torture to force confessions. He just raised the problems he faced to the height of life and death. The soldiers who were already deeply guilty of him made their mission clear.

Originally, I just wanted to catch an old hen, but I also brought out a bunch of chickens. Among these people were sent by old bastard Li, there were also sent by Prime Minister Wen, Emperor Zhaowu, second, third, fourth, and other great gods and ghosts, and there were even many forces that Qin Lei could not match the number.

After a small counter-espionage plan, Qin Lei's tyrannical performance in the army was spread to the ears of the Blood Killing Spy who was secretly spying on, allowing the Blood Killing Chief to misjudgment the situation and finally stretched out his tightened head tonight.

After arriving at the campsite, Qin Lei directed the soldiers to set up a tent, then set up a tripod in the middle of each tent, and put a bag of open flour on it. Then, tie a small bag of earth explosives on the legs of the bracket below, and drag the fuse out along the ground.

Finally, they poured more than a dozen bags of flour into each tent, filling it with dust, and then sealed the tent. After doing all this, Qin Lei and the others secretly moved the team out by taking advantage of the large-scale abandonment, leaving only a dozen willing team members who were willing to sacrifice, talking loudly in the camp, walking around at will, paralyzing the enemies who were observing secretly.

When the Blood Killing Assassin rushed into the camp and surrounded the tent, the guards hidden in the dark ignited the fuse and detonated the "small explosive pack" under the tripod. The destructive power generated by this explosion was very limited and was not enough to lift the tent, but it was enough to re-activate the dust that had gradually settled. In addition, the tripod overturned and sprayed the flour on the air. The dust density in the tent instantly reached the concentration required for the explosion. Under the influence of the flame caused by the small explosion just now, this huge dust bomb exploded instantly, with the power enough to overturn and tear all living creatures nearby...

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When the black-armored cavalry charged at high speed to the bottom of the earth slope, the explosion above had stopped, but the heat waves soaring into the sky were still raging. You could feel the burning pain of exposed skin at the foot of the mountain.

The brave cavalry did not care about the heat waves that were rushing to the face. They held a crossbow in one hand and a Tang sword in the other hand, and rushed into the burning camp with the most resolute posture and the most violent speed. The camp was in a mess, with broken tents, broken leather armor, and broken bodies everywhere. But the black armored cavalry who had seen the Hell of Xiangyang Lake were unaware of this level of horror. They searched everywhere for surviving enemies, whether they were dead or alive, as long as they were human-shaped objects lying on the ground, they would be served by at least five or six crossbow arrows.

The camp was not big, so it was plowed quickly, and more than a dozen pairs of cavalry gathered at the end of the camp. When each team reported the number of enemies' bodies when they saw them, Shi Yong, who led the team, shouted: "There are half of the enemies..."

Just as Shi Meng screamed, Qin Lei, who was watching the battle from the slope, was attacked frantically. He did not understand the habit of killing assassins in blood. They never exposed all their strength, and at least half of them would be hidden in the darkness. If the exposed part was in trouble, the other half in the dark would take action quietly, and the enemy would probably be hit in a surprise attack, which would have a miraculous effect.

Therefore, there are two leaders in each operation of Blood Killing, one light and one dark. The old man in black robe who was directly destroyed by the explosion this time was the leader of the Ming Chu, and his wife took another 250 or sixty people to secretly take care of the outside world. So that big explosion only caused the old lady's team to attack and vomited some blood, but did not cause any substantial damage.

Seeing her old man's death awake with her own eyes, how could the old woman not be crazy? But she was not confused and forced to suppress the team for another quarter of an hour, then she gave up the vanguard of charge. Then she wailed with a shrill wail and rushed towards the Qinlei Central Army who was parked at the slope.

Hearing the creepy voice of the night owl, Qin Lei, who was watching the slope, couldn't help but shivered. When he looked at the sound, the enemy had already rushed to within fifty steps. The guards were calm and turned the crossbow arrows that were originally pointing to the slope, and the man in black was rushing towards the man in black. It seemed that there were only two or three hundred people on the opposite side, and they were all infantry. Qin Lei had 500 black guards armed to the teeth, so there was nothing to panic.

To the guards' surprise, these people's fighting experience was extremely rich. When they saw the guards turn their crossbows, they got off their bodies and rolled forward in one stroke before the guards pulled the trigger, just right away from the whistling crossbow arrows.

These people were not in a hurry to get up, but continued to roll forward on the ground, with their speed not inferior. They threw all the rain of arrows shot from the guards one after another. Hundreds of people shot down five rounds, but they only hit a dozen enemies. This was something that had never been done before.

The guards couldn't help but feel shocked, but the rigorous training in daily life played a role at this time. When they saw that the crossbow was not good, they hung the crossbow on the saddle like conditioned reflexes, and at the same time took off the short weapons that were also hung on the saddle.

More than one hundred cavalry raised the Tang sword in their hands and rushed forward to the enemy. At the position where they launched the charge, more than one hundred cavalry stood up, preparing for the next wave of attacks.

The two sides were very close and they met in a blink of an eye. When there was still half a horse's body, the Tang swords in the hands of the black guards slashed down neatly, and with the whistling wind, they slashed hard at the right shoulder of the enemy who had just stood up on the ground. This is the standard tactical action of the Qinlei cavalry. As long as they were slashed, the enemy's right hand would lose its combat power regardless of the slightness or weight, and the right hand was usually used to hold weapons.

Even Qin Lei had to cheer for his most complacent subordinates. This seemed simple, regardless of the strength or angle, it was just right to grasp it, making people unable to defend it. Without tens of thousands of repeated contacts, he would definitely not be able to break out this trick.

But what surprised him happened. None of the enemies on the ground dodged, but instead raised their weapons and pointed them at seven inches of the sharp sword light, leading or unloading them, and easily resolved the fierce and powerful blow.
Chapter completed!