"Have you heard that nearly a thousand people from Gaoyi went to Handan to ask the government to argue, but Lu Yan's people arrested them!"
"Where did you hear the rumor? Dongshi Gaotai has released the report. Lu Yan promised that within five days, he will tell the truth about the Tianmu disaster."
"Didn't that mean those people were imprisoned in the military camp?"
“We serve delicious food and drinks every day, I still want to try it, Tsk~”
Carrying large and small bags of medicinal materials, Duan Murong ran quickly through the markets in Handan and heard many people's opinions on this matter.
"The five-day deadline, I have to hurry up."
She hurried all the way back to her medical clinic, opened the door of the shop and went in, then closed the door again, and the "Closed" sign made a "click-click" sound due to the gust of wind brought by the door.
"Rong'er, you have been staying behind closed doors for several days."
Nian sat in front of the medicine cabinet, flipping the abacus casually, looking askance at the disciple, with a smile on his lips.
"Master, you said that I am the master of this shop."
Duan Murong didn't stop for a moment and ran straight to the pharmacy at the back.
Nian Duan stared at her back and felt funny, "I say I hate Lu Yan, but when someone comes to ask for help, I still don't agree."
She thought of what Lu Yan had revealed and sighed, "Poisoning water sources and damaging more than 2,000 hectares of farmland. I don't know who is so heartless as to do such things."
…
In Pingyuan Jun's Mansion, Zhao Ling was dancing his sword leisurely in the courtyard. The swordsman suddenly appeared from the side, suppressing his excitement and said: "Your Majesty, Lu Yan promised the people that within five days, the Zhu family will definitely report the damage to the land."
The truth.”
"Five days?" Zhao Ling sneered, and kept dancing with the sword in his hand, laughing mockingly, "The Zhu family just rushed back to Handan from Gaoyi, and it would take at least three days. To tell the truth in five days, could Lu Yan be there?
seek death."
"Your Majesty, Lu Yan must be completely unable to resist this time."
"Whether he can resist it or not, the result is the same."
Zhao Ling's jade sword thrust out, the air vibrated, and the sword energy overflowed in the courtyard, blowing the spring blossoms all over the garden as if it had been hit by a heavy rain.
He looked at his sword and nodded with satisfaction, and slowly sheathed the jade sword, "Lu Yan, the great master of the Qin Dynasty, governed the Zhao land. In the case of Gaoyi fighting, two thousand people were sentenced to death regardless of the crime; in the case of land disaster, nearly a thousand people were sentenced to death.
The people begged him to tell the truth, but Lu Yan deceived the people into the military camp for five days and killed them all."
The swordsman showed a look of amazement on his face, lowered his head and complimented: "Your Majesty is truly wiser than heaven and man. After this incident, Lu Yan is nothing more than a street rat in the world, and everyone calls for beating him."
Being able to plot Lu Yan like this, Zhao Ling couldn't help but show a bit of pride, "Haha, Lu Yan. He was able to conflict with King Ying Zheng of Qin, and it was not without reason that he was ordered to govern the land of Zhao. Such a person can survive to this day, maybe
That means your martial arts are strong enough."
He expressed his disdain for Lu Yan, and then asked: "When will Hongyuan's people come back to deal with the group of people praying for luck?"
"Let's do it tonight and come back in the daytime tomorrow."
"Okay. Let this news spread for a few more days, and then Lu Yan will be ruined."
…
It was night, the weather was fine, and the crescent moon was shining brightly, shining brightly for thousands of miles. The group of people from the Qi Luck Company, who had no idea that they had been targeted for extermination, were setting up tents in the wilderness.
"Oh, I can take a little rest." Erhu took off the sword from his waist, collapsed on the ground, and kept tapping the muscles of his inner thighs with his hands.
A was squatting by the bonfire looking at a chicken being roasted on it. He threw a stone at the side of Erhu and said, "Have a rest. You will stay awake for the rest of the night."
"Boss A? I -" Erhu was about to speak, but his mouth was blocked by a chicken leg. He suddenly smiled with a smile on his face and shouted to A, "No problem, boss, cover it for me."
There were more than ten drivers in the entire convoy, plus more than thirty guards, about fifty people, gathered around each fire in twos and threes, chatting randomly from all over the world.
"There is someone, be alert!"
The brother in charge of guarding shouted, causing everyone to stand up and pick up weapons.
"Hahaha, I thought it looked familiar. It turned out to be Boss A who prayed for luck."
A bold male voice came from the dark night. When A heard the other party calling his name, he frowned and responded: "Your Excellency..."
With the "clack-clack" sound of horse hooves and the sound of wheels rolling over the ground, under the moonlight, the people praying for luck could clearly see who was coming. It turned out to be Hongyuan's caravan.
We all met in Handan City without looking up, and even if we didn't know each other, some of them looked familiar.
A relaxed his vigilance and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Boss Zhao Xin from Hongyuan. What a coincidence. Are you going to Qi as well?"
"Yes, we people are just working hard, and we have to go wherever the superiors tell us to go." Zhao Xin observed the vigilance of the other party as he spoke.
"No, I just returned to Handan yesterday, and today I have to go all the way to Qi State." A didn't know his malicious intention, thinking that he was looking at the camp where he spent the night, and said proudly, "Boss Zhao is late.
One step, I'll occupy this place first, you have to find another place to spend the night."
"Haha~" Zhao Xin smiled strangely and put one hand on the scabbard, "It's a pity, Boss A, you have to spend the night here forever."
"kill!"
Hongyuan's ranger guard behind him rushed in on horseback, drew his long sword and cut the person in the way in half.
One is prepared, the other is careless. If fifty people are lucky enough to meet, seven or eight of them will lie down.
The canthus of the armor was about to burst, and the scabbard in his hand held Zhao Xin's long sword, and he roared: "We don't interfere with the water of the well, what are you doing, you mad dog!"
Zhao Xin smiled disdainfully: "Humph, you don't know. It's better to die in less pain."
Hongyuan also has about fifty people, but these fifty people are all good at martial arts. Anyone who faces a lucky person can kill alone without any pressure.
"This sword technique, Iron Blood Alliance?"
Mo Ya, who was peeping secretly, shrank his pupils, and long-lost memories came to his mind, "Zhao Ling, secretly controlling the merchants, the Iron Blood Alliance, really got into trouble."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Impossible, impossible, your martial arts!" A held his broken arm and kept shrinking, looking at Zhao Xin with eyes full of fear, "You are!"
"Oh? It seems you are a sensible person."
Just as Zhao Xin was about to finish him off, he heard the sound of breaking through the air in the darkness, and two guys holding long knives covered their necks and fell down.
"Who is it? Come out!"
"Boss A, you are doing things for Zhao Ling, but Zhao Ling is going to kill you. Why don't you rely on my trap? The reputation of the National Preceptor does not need to be trusted by iron or righteous by blood. He is still the best in the world.
"
Zhao Xin felt her eyes blurring for a while, and then she saw a man in black appearing next to A, talking to himself as if no one was around.
His Adam's apple rolled, and he knew that the opponent's martial arts skills were definitely far superior to his own, so he shouted directly: "A snare?! How can a snare be possible! Put them all on me. Even if you die, I will kill all the luck-seekers!"
"Kill~"
Seeing that this group of people insisted on loyalty and wanted to complete the task assigned by Zhao Ling, Mo Ya shook his head helplessly, "It's unreasonable, send them on their way."
"Whoosh~"
The elite Bird Squad first fired short crossbows, then drew their swords and fought with the Iron Blood Alliance people.
"Pingyuan Jun, Zhao Ling, kill people and silence them, silence them...I know, I know, please help me!" General A hid behind Mo Crow, his teeth chattering continuously.
There were still more than a dozen people praying for luck, and they all hurried over and kneeled to Mo Crow.
"Ten days ago, you went to Julu and took a detour to Gaoyi and Haxian. What did you do? Do you remember?"
In fact, Mo Ya didn't need to tell them, these people also knew the reason why they were silenced, and they immediately expressed with tears in their eyes that they said everything.
"Death~" Zhao Xin approached quickly and slashed at Mo Ya.
"Hoo~" The body that was hit turned into crows and dispersed, and a thin blade slashed through his throat.
Mo Ya's body was solid, and he lowered his right hand, letting the blood on his arm blade drip dry naturally.