Chapter 68 Sword energy surges and cuts corpses with one sword!
Chapter 68 The sword energy surges and the body is divided with one sword!
Extinction is impatient and doesn't like procrastination in doing things.
After meeting Song Xuan, he led Zhou Zhiruo and other true disciples who had already dressed up in disguise, and hurriedly left Jinling City.
Song Xuan didn't ask them what their plans were, how to assassinate or how to escape.
He only looks at the results.
If Xu Shouhui and Chen Youliang die, the Jiangxi Army will inevitably fall into a leaderless situation, and will most likely be divided into several forces, none of which will submit to the other.
This is the result Song Xuan wants to see most.
Of course, it doesn't matter even if the assassination fails.
Using Emei's power to carry out an assassination was just an attempt. If it failed, the worst possible outcome would be to have a head-on confrontation with the Jiangxi army on the battlefield.
As talents from Jiangsu and Zhejiang continued to be absorbed, the Jinling Marshal's Mansion, a huge military and political institution, began to rotate rapidly.
Continue to recruit troops, train troops, and build firearms and armor,
And through various methods, either buying or robbing, they tried every means to get more war horses from everywhere.
The Yuan Dynasty ruled the world for nearly a hundred years. One thing Song Xuan thought was very good was that they set up a large number of horse farms all over the world.
The south is no exception. Not only is the climate suitable, but the water and grass are fertile, making it very suitable for raising horses.
There were as many as five racecourses in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces alone. After Song Xuan occupied Jinling and controlled Jiangsu and Zhejiang, these racecourses naturally became his treasure.
Firearms are the future, but in this era, cavalry is still the most mobile and dominant force on the battlefield.
It is easy to drive away the Mongols, but if you want to catch up with them and beat them completely to submission or even death, it is impossible to do it without a large number of cavalry.
Time passed little by little, and the power under Song Xuan's command was growing in an orderly manner.
There has been no news from Jiangxi for a long time, and it is unknown whether the assassination was successful.
On this day, Song Xuan, accompanied by Lao Liu, the commander of the Tsing Yi Guards, led a dozen Tsing Yi Guards to inspect the racecourse outside Jinling City. When passing through a village, they suddenly attacked and killed them.
But a figure suddenly jumped out from a private house. The terrifying speed even set off a gust of wind, followed by a violent force and a palm slapped Song Xuan in the back.
Song Xuan suddenly felt that under the violent palm force, his entire body was frozen in place, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and his whole body seemed to be stiff.
Without any hesitation, Song Xuan acted almost instinctively, without even turning his body. The long sword at his waist was instantly unsheathed, and he stabbed backward at an extremely weird and tricky angle.
The long sword is sinister, glowing with red sword light. Nine Yang's internal energy is attached to the sword body. When the sword thrusts out, it looks like thunder!
Bang!
The incoming palm force collided with the long sword, and a trace of blood bloomed. However, a hissing sound of inhalation was heard, and the figure of the sneak attack began to retreat rapidly, trying to escape from the battlefield.
However, he retreated quickly, and Song Xuan moved even faster.
The Wudang Tiyun Jumping Technique unfolded, and the whole person turned into a cyan afterimage, and stepped forward. The long sword in his hand was carrying thousands of cold stars, and he slashed out with one sword.
Tsk!
The dazzling sword light was like divine punishment from the sky, carrying the invincible power of the brilliant atmosphere. With a sudden sound, it flashed past the retreating figure.
The figure of the black-clad and masked assassin suddenly froze in place. The next moment, there was a sound of flesh being torn apart, and then a large area of blood spurted out.
Visible to the naked eye, a straight line of blood began to appear on the man from the center of his eyebrows, from top to bottom, and spread to his crotch.
Then, the whole person burst apart.
No more, no less, impartial, symmetrical, two complete halves.
Even Niu Zi is like this, it’s perfect!
"Protect the commander!"
Only then did the green-clad guards around him react.
The battle between Song Xuan and the assassin was really too fast. When masters fought, life and death could be determined in an instant. Although all the Tsing Yi Guards had martial arts skills, they were still far behind the real martial arts masters.
Looking at the green-clad guards who surrounded him and stood ready with weapons in hand, Song Xuan waved his hand, "No need!"
As he spoke, he stepped forward, walked up to the assassin who had been cut in half with a sword, and used his sword to lift off the mask on his head.
This is a typical Mongolian grassland person, with a rough face, bald hair in the middle, and wisps of pigtails on both sides, which is completely different from the hairstyle of Han people.
"Young master, you are a Mongolian!" Lao Liu gritted his teeth and said bitterly.
The lord was attacked just now, and he didn't even react. As the commander of the lord's guards, he was not qualified to fulfill his duties.
"Well, it seems that the Mongols have begun to take us seriously!"
Song Xuan's expression was as usual, he was not furious because of the assassination, and his expression was very calm.
After all, this is a world of martial arts, and the strength of warriors is far beyond that of ordinary soldiers. With such force, it would be a waste not to resort to assassination.
He, Song Xuan, could send people to assassinate Chen Youliang, so naturally there would be no problem if Yuan Ting sent experts to assassinate him.
"Sir, there is most likely more than one assassin. I will go back now to mobilize the troops and start a massive hunt!"
Song Xuan nodded and said calmly: "Go back to the city!"
Not to mention that after Lao Liu returned to the city, he mobilized troops and began to search for assassins everywhere. On the other side, outside Jinling City, in a certain compound.
A young man dressed in luxurious clothes and dressed as a nobleman with a folding fan in his hand quietly listened to the reports from his subordinates.
"In other words, our so-called first warrior in Mongolia was cut into pieces without blocking his sword?"
The young nobleman's voice was a little soft, even a little angry.
"Trash, it's all trash!"
At this moment, outside the door, a man in black pushed the door open, walked forward quickly, and whispered in the ear of the noble young master.
"Ada, do you mean that Tuo Tuo Bu Hua's army was recalled by the court and will not continue southward?"
The man in black named A Da nodded and said: "The imperial ministers have different opinions. Some want to send troops south to Anqing, while others think that the escaped Xiao Ming King Zhang Wuji is our number one enemy of Dayuan.
His Majesty the Emperor has issued a decree, ordering the army to go north and continue to pursue the remnants of the Ming Cult, and must eradicate it!"
The noble young master gritted his teeth and said, "A bunch of drunkards and ricebags can't see clearly the situation at all! How come I, Zhao Min, am so unlucky and end up with such a bunch of pig-brained stuff!"
This noble young master is Zhao Min, the daughter of Chahan Temuer, King of Ruyang in the Yuan Dynasty, and was given the title of Princess Shaomin.
This woman is resourceful, straightforward and forthright, and has great talents and strategies. Although she is born as a girl, her vision is far beyond that of most men in the world.
When all the important officials in the Yuan court focused their attention on Zhang Wuji, the young Ming king, she was the first to realize that Song Qingshu, a low-key and unassuming Wudang disciple, was the most likely enemy to overthrow her rule in the Yuan Dynasty!
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