Ding Mian is a twelfth generation disciple of the Songshan sect. He is highly skilled in martial arts and is a well-known name in the world.
He has always been very bold. Sometimes he dares to fight and fight, and he has done many things to kill officials.
This time he failed.
Following the assassination of Prince An Guo by his elder brother Lu He, the aliens launched a war and massacred part of the Guards to cooperate with the two assassinations, in order to kill Su Lu.
It almost succeeded.
Ding Mian lay on the ground, thinking with resentment in his heart.
His legs and hands were cut off, but the bleeding was stopped. Ding Mian couldn't die now even if he wanted to.
I don’t know what method Su Lu used to arrange for the imperial doctor to save his own life. He couldn’t die even if he wanted to.
Ding Mian's heart was full of resentment towards Su Lu. He clearly captured him, but after just asking a few questions, he chopped off his legs and feet. Su Lu was indeed as vicious as he was.
The sky turned sunny, and the ground began to get hot. Climbing on the stone slab, Ding Mian felt as hot as a piece of hot coal under his body. He didn't feel it much when he was using Inner Qi to protect his body, but now he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Second Senior Brother will definitely come to save me. When the time comes, I will have my arms, legs and feet reattached, and I will still be a good man."
Ding Mian encouraged himself and at the same time searched the crowd for possible fellow disciples.
It didn't take long for Ding Mian to discover a fellow disciple, his sixteenth junior brother Han Daoming.
"Seventh Senior Brother?"
Han Daoming looked at the inhuman Ding Mian, his face full of shock.
He was arranged to connect with the two senior brothers. Originally, he did not expect that the two senior brothers could escape alive. They were princes of the imperial court. Even with the help of foreigners, Han Daoming did not think that the two senior brothers could escape from their residences.
"help me"
Ding Mian spoke with difficulty, sweat pouring down his forehead. He felt like he was about to be roasted, and the place where his arm was cut off seemed to smell like barbecue.
Han Daoming looked around and saw that there was no one from the court. Although he was confused, he picked up Ding Mian and got into the crowd.
The two of them made many twists and turns, passed through six secret passages, entered four courtyards, and finally found the Songshan Sect's stronghold in the capital.
"Ding Mian?"
"Is this the seventh senior brother?"
A group of fellow apprentices looked at Ding Mian in shock.
"broken"
Senior Brother Eleven, who was known to be resourceful, looked at Ding Mian and lost his voice.
Ding Mian looked ugly:
"Old Eleven, what do you mean?"
"Have I come back alive? I have exceeded your deadline. I have known for a long time that you wanted to be the leader, and you have long been looking forward to the death of your senior brother. You have long been looking forward to my death, you little son of a bitch."
Faintly, the disciples of the Songshan Sect were divided into two groups, looking like a fight would break out at any time.
Brother Eleven’s face turned even more ugly:
"Fart, am I the one who can't tell the difference?"
"You were chopped into sticks, and you still think so damn that I want to seize the position of leader. Damn you."
"Put down your weapons, otherwise you will be killed without mercy."
Scoops sounded from the wall.
Ding Mian looked at the guards holding bows and arrows on the wall in bewilderment, and his expression suddenly changed. It turned out that he had really become the nail in the coffin for them to uproot the Songshan Sect.
Su Lu's figure appeared at the gate. A dozen armored guards surrounded Su Lu as if facing a formidable enemy, with swords and guns raised, pointing at the disciples of the Songshan Sect in the courtyard.
"Why do you want to assassinate me?"
Su Lu asked in a deep voice.
After a while, no one answered. They all looked at Su Lu as if he were a fool. Who could confess to him now that he was like this?
Su Lu waved his arm:
"Kill them all."
"Swish swish"
A dense rain of arrows fell, and in just one breath, half of the disciples of Songshan Sect fell down.
Su Lu turned around and left.
In the rain of arrows, the eleven disciples of the Songshan Sect looked remorseful. This Su Lu had no curiosity at all and was going to kill him directly.
There are rumors in the world that he is cruel and domineering, and that is indeed the case.
It's a pity that most of the Songshan Sect will be lost here this time.
Ding Mian looked at Su Lu's back, his face full of regret. Why, why was he so blinded by lard in the first place that he wanted to be strong, but Su Lu, his grandson, didn't even give himself a chance to confess.
Regret.
…
Su Lu returned to the harem and saw Li Qing, who was fully armed.
"Are you OK?"
When Li Qing saw Su Lu, he came over in three or two steps, took Su Lu's hand, and looked at Su Lu up and down, with a curious look on his face.
"Where's Xiaoliu?"
Li Qing finally noticed something strange and asked.
Su Lu shook his head, sighed, and handed over the urgent military report in his hand.
"The Slavs colluded with our Han sect, destroyed a part of our Han guard stationed in the northern border of Rouran, occupied special gold mines, and paid money to bribe the martial arts sect. They really did not put our Han court in the
In my eyes."
Li Qing nodded:
"I will issue an order right now to order the Northern Territory Protectorate to send out troops to conquer the Rouran Principality."
Su Lu waved his hand:
"This time the Slavs did not send many soldiers. They destroyed the guards guarding our special gold mine. They also threatened to kill me and then attack our Han country with their troops."
"Idiots talk about dreams."
Li Qing said immediately, took off his armor and was about to write the imperial edict.
"Zhang Lu gave me some information. He asked for some new-style birds and crossbows. He said that it was bitterly cold in the north and that new weapons were needed to stop the Slavs."
Su Lu glanced at Li Qing doubtfully. Zhang Lu submitted a letter asking for new weapons. This was inconsistent with Zhang Lu's temperament. According to past rules, the other armies had always updated their weapons, and Zhang Lu was the one who asked for new weapons.
The discount just arrived.
Su Yi came in from outside:
"Father, you were assassinated, but were you injured?"
Su Yi looked at Su Lu up and down, her cheeks filled with envy.
Su Lu patted Su Yi's hand and said in a deep voice:
"At the cost of the lives of several imperial guards, I captured the Songshan Sect's lair in Yanjing, and I wiped it out in one fell swoop."
Su Yi is gearing up:
"I will send an order right now to order the Jinyi Guards to leave the capital and completely wipe out the Songshan Sect."
Su Lu nodded:
"You cooperate with your aunt, and the six sects and the Jin Yiwei will all be dispatched to wipe out the Songshan sect and kill them all."
Su Yi was a little confused when he heard this:
"Songshan Sect is a major martial arts sect, and there should be many available people. If there are those who surrender, they can be used."
Li Qing said next to him:
"Kill them all. Ding Mian killed Wang Xiaoliu. This is the first commander of the Imperial Guard Battalion to be lost since its establishment."
When Su Yi heard this, he cupped his fists and saluted Su Lu:
"The general will obey the order and will cooperate with the six sects to completely wipe out the Songshan sect, leaving no one alive."
Su Lu nodded and continued to give instructions:
"The leader of the martial arts sect who taught the Slavs needs to be found as soon as possible. I have a hunch that my assassination has a lot to do with him."
"Such a big thing happened, but Dingxiang Guards didn't have any news at all. What does Pingqi do for a living?"
"I was almost assassinated, and Ping Qi didn't get any information. This shows that the leader of the big sect is not simple."
"Prepare your horses, I will go out personally to destroy the Slavic army in the northern border of Rouran."
