Then came two more feathered arrows, three more feathered arrows, four more feathered arrows...the arrows were connected at the end, and they were extremely accurate.
Zhang Chuchen looked solemn, and swung his sword lightly to sweep down these feathered arrows one by one. However, he found that his wrists were also a little numb, and it was becoming more and more difficult to dodge. Not only was each of the opponent's arrows powerful, but it seemed that Being able to predict where she was going to dodge, he couldn't help but be slightly startled. Then he noticed that it was Nie Xiaoyu who was holding a very ordinary bow and arrow, shooting at her with a calm expression.
Nie Xiaoyu shot eleven arrows in one breath, Zhang Chuchen dodged a little embarrassedly, and then, six long swords flew over like breaking bamboo. This was the sword formation of six swordsmen!
Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!
Six sounds of gold and stone clashing sounded almost in unison. The six swordsmen fell back with pale faces as if they had received an electric shock. Blood was bleeding from the corners of their mouths, but they still forced Zhang Chuchen to take two steps back.
On the other side, Shen Guang and six ghost eye masters also gathered around. Behind Nie Xiaoyu, Chun Qiu Nu and Chun Qiu Lao Nu came over.
"I will kill you next time." Zhang Chuchen floated lightly, and instantly distanced himself from everyone like a puff of smoke. He then gently smoothed his long hair and said something to Wang Junlin. , the figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.
Wang Junlin saw Zhang Chuchen's terrifying movement and his pupils shrank. He thought to himself that no wonder this woman dared to fight with him when surrounded by them all. He smiled and did not engage in any verbal dispute. He knew that in this open place , the other party is extremely vigilant, and the most important thing is that his movement is like a ghost. If he wants to leave, it will be difficult to keep him.
In fact, breaking out of the siege and getting rid of the siege is what the Hidden Killing Sect is best at. For many years, the Spring and Autumn Messenger led other Hidden Killing Sect masters to surround and kill No. 1 countless times, leaving several corpses each time, but never No. 1 can be left.
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When Wang Junlin and his convoy came out of Feihu Road, they were completely different. Not only was the convoy split into two, but the appearance of Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu also changed a lot.
The six ghost-eyed masters led by Chun Qiu Nu and Shen Guang disappeared and disappeared. Wang Junlin took Nie Xiaoyu and turned into a rich young man and his wife. In the Chun Qiu Nuo disguised as the old housekeeper and the twelve The team that went to Taiyuan City to visit relatives under the protection of the bodyguards. Naturally, Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu had been disguised by Nie Xiaoyu himself.
Stone Town was the first town belonging to Bingzhou that Wang Junlin and his party encountered after coming out of Feihu Road. Wang Junlin and his party did not stop at all, but slowly pressed down on Qing Qing while the numb-faced people in the town watched. Continue walking on the stone road in the east-northeast direction. The curtains are still open. This is Wang Junlin's personal habit. He likes to sit on the carriage and look at the people and scenery along the way, rather than being photographed. Black cloth covers his eyes.
Stone Town is the last remote town from Bingzhou to Hedong County. The new emperor ascended the throne, the King of Han fled back, and the news that Bingzhou’s army might fight the imperial army has spread. As long as there is a war, the town will definitely bear the brunt, so this place The town inevitably became depressed and quiet. Wang Junlin saw the despair and resentment in the expressions of these people. The despair was because their homes, fields, shops and other things that allowed them to survive were here. Even if they fled to other places, they would become The refugees also had a narrow escape from death. If they were lucky enough to survive, they would become inhuman and ghosts. Naturally, the resentment was towards the big shots headed by the King of Han Dynasty, Yang Liang.
It can be seen from the houses in the town and the emaciated bodies of the people that he was right to ask Shen Guang to find out the news about Bingzhou - how ruthless Yang Liang has been in plundering the people's wealth in order to recruit soldiers and horses in Bingzhou in recent years. At this point, Wang Junlin knew that even if he didn't know the original history, he could definitely say that Yang Liang would definitely lose in this battle for the world because he had lost the support of the people.
Wang Junlin, who was sitting on the carriage in the street, sighed, knowing that brothers Yang Guang and Yang Liang were bound to die in the fight for the throne, and many people and officers and soldiers were bound to die, and these were completely avoidable, for example, he killed Yang Liang.
Wang Junlin narrowed his eyes and began to think about how he should act after entering Taiyuan Mansion.
There is a small river outside Shitou Town, which is actually the boundary river between Hedong County and Bingzhou. However, this town is located in the north of Taihang Mountain, and Hedong County does not actually manage it. Instead, it is managed by Bingzhou.
There was a trestle bridge on the river. This was not built by the people in the town, but the official bridge built by the government, which could accommodate a carriage. Wang Junlin saw several officials sitting there on the other side of the bridge, blocking the bridge head and collecting taxes.
"Could this be the legendary bridge tax?" Wang Junlin sneered, knowing that this was another method Yang Liang thought of in order to raise enough money and food. Anyone with a certain long-term mind would know that this is The method of killing the goose and laying the eggs. Collecting taxes step by step may raise a certain amount of money in a short period of time, but after the news spreads, businessmen outside Bingzhou will no longer come to Bingzhou to do business, and even businessmen within Bingzhou will no longer do business. This directly affects the economic development and market prosperity of the entire Bingzhou. After careful calculation, I don’t know how much tax revenue Bingzhou will lose.
Wang Junlin didn't believe that the people under Yang Liang, the king of Han Dynasty in Bingzhou, were so stupid. He guessed that it was related to Xiao Mohe and Wang Kun, whom Yang Liang trusted most. He heard that these two men controlled Yang Liang's military and political power, and they were both civil and military. These two people happened to be elders of the Nanhua Society, remnants of the Chen Dynasty, and they only wanted to restore the country.
"If this Yang Liang can defeat Yang Guang, then he's really seeing a ghost."
"But I still want to kill Yang Liang as much as possible, because killing him will save the lives of many people and officers and soldiers. What's more, this is the most important thing for Yang Guang right now, and in his eyes, it is probably more important than what I have done in the past two years. The combined weight of all the military achievements of the Northwest Army is even greater."
"Besides, Yang Liang is my life-and-death enemy, and many people will work for him. It would be safer to kill such an enemy as soon as possible."
Wang Junlin murmured to himself, with murderous intentions for Yang Liang in his heart.
Over at the bridge, two tax-collecting officials led four local garrison troops who were listless, sallow and skinny. Just by looking at the way they slept with their arms in their arms, one could tell that this tax collection process had been going on for a long time. time.
Wang Junlin and his party seemed relatively wealthy, so the taxes they paid were about ten times that of ordinary people. Naturally, Wang Junlin would not waste time for such a small amount of money, and obediently asked Shan Xiongxin to give the money.
The carriage boarded the bridge. The wheels came into contact with the uneven and simple wooden bridge deck, making a rattling sound. It seemed that the bridge might collapse at any time, which was a bit scary.