Ma Da Bangzi looked at the people in front of him and thought of the powerful white-browed swordsman before. The man who was kneeling on the ground couldn't help but kowtow and said: "My lord, it's clear! I really didn't kill that strong man! We...
…We can’t beat him at all!”
Yes, the white-browed swordsman that Yi Xifeng and Ma Dabangzi mentioned was Fan Yang who performed the mission before. It is also one of the most important clues in this intelligence investigation mission.
Seeing that the man was about to collapse, the fair young man comforted him: "Master Mada, you don't have to be afraid. As long as you tell us everything you know, there will be no danger. We know better than you, and you can't kill him."
Got the other party."
Ma San immediately nodded and said, "Young Master Mingjian! Young Master Mingjian!"
Yi Xifeng looked at the man who kept bowing on the ground. He, Zhang Yanshi and Lu Huahua looked at each other. It was obvious that the three of them had some calculations in their hearts.
The fair boy continued to ask: "What do you call your second boss?"
"He? His name is Xiao Liuzi! My men like to call him Liu Ge." Ma San replied immediately.
Lu Huahua asked again at this time: "You just said that you will get Mrs. Haoming in the future? Where did this come from?"
Ma Sanye thought that the woman was repeating the old talk and was planning to kill him, so he immediately kowtowed and said, "I don't dare! I don't know how to be a heroine, I don't know!"
Lu Huahua rolled her eyes and said bitterly: "Stop talking nonsense and answer my question."
Ma Da Bangzi immediately explained with a shy face: "We surrendered to Master Ji before... No, when Ji Ren was slaughtered, he promised us that he would retire after success and give us an official position. So we usually
Just wanted to..."
"What are you thinking?!" Lu Huahua asked emotionlessly.
"I just thought that if possible, I would become the leader of a force, Dangdang... and Xiao Liuzi is my master..."
Ma Sanye looked at everyone eagerly, but his voice became softer and softer.
Lu Huahua looked at the master in front of her in shock, feeling somewhat sad for his innocence.
Since it is not convenient for Ji Rentu to take action by himself and lend their hands to do such a thing, then he will definitely kill them afterwards! How can he leave anyone alive or something to say?
Before the girl dressed as a woman could express her emotions, Yi Xifeng, who was standing by the side, said with a smile: "Haha, so you want to be the county magistrate, and that is your master?"
The so-called county magistrate is the head of a village. However, Luoye County is special in that there is no county magistrate in the county.
In Luoye County, Ji Shenfu's Luoye City formed its own faction, and the surrounding forces were all following orders but not propaganda, so the county magistrate did not enfeoff the leader of any force and became the county magistrate recognized by the imperial court.
In other words, these forces do not receive salaries from the imperial court, nor do they need to pay taxes to the imperial court. Of course, in recognition of Ji Shenfu's rule, they still pay annual tribute to Luoye City every year. However, these money are not given to the imperial court, but to the imperial court.
Dedicated to Ji Rentu.
Zhang Yanshi glanced at the young man lying in a pool of blood in front of him and said to Ma Sanye: "Since I accidentally lost two of your master's arms just now, I guess he won't survive tonight. Let's do it, I'll do it
You, you come to be my master!"
Ma Sanye asked in a daze, "Should I be the master?"
Zhang Yanshi smoothed his mustache and said with a smile: "From now on, I am the leader of the horse thieves, Third Master Ma. You are my second in charge, Brother Six!"
Ma Da Bangzi somewhat understood the other party's intention, pointed at his nose and asked tentatively: "Am I Xiao Liuzi?"
Yi Xifeng stepped forward, lifted the man up, and said with a smile: "Master, please come with us to Luoye City!"
"Why are you going to Luoye City?" Ma San shouted in surprise.
Zhang Yanshi brushed off the dust on his body and said in a deep voice: "Since you are the master, I am naturally the county magistrate. Of course we will take office!"
…
The morning light in late autumn comes much later than in midsummer, but this does not affect the itinerary of Yi Xifeng and his party.
The original mahogany-framed carriage was still in the middle of the group, but Zhang Yanshi and Yi Xifeng were not sitting in the carriage.
The two of them and Xia Mingfei all put on horse thief clothes and surrounded the carriage. And our Mr. Ma also followed step by step in the middle of the team.
At the end of the team was Zhao Long, who was also dressed as a horse thief.
Since Ma Da Bangzi entered this team, he never thought about how to escape. Through the contact last night, he found that these six people, including the round-faced young man, were all great masters.
In the world of martial arts, there are many definitions of martial artists, unlike real martial artists, who use Qi, momentum, radiance, and the three and twelve levels to classify martial arts experts.
Because in the secular world, ordinary people can't see those strong men at the pinnacle of martial arts. Even a knight who has just stepped into the third and twelfth level of martial arts is still a giant and a strong martial artist to ordinary people.
This also leads to the division of great martial arts masters (corresponding to knights), great masters (corresponding to heroes), and martial gods (corresponding to followers).
As for martial artists who are not considered elite, the classification in the secular world is even more detailed.
After all, among the martial arts practitioners in the world, only one or two out of ten warriors can become a knight.
Therefore, for the secular world, once a disciple of an ordinary Jianghu sect comes down to the world, he will become a master. Whether he is chivalrous and righteous, cruel or unkind, or has a perverse personality, he will leave a mark in the secular world.
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Soon the group arrived at Luoye City as evening approached. Looking at the long line of people outside the south city gate, Zhang Yanshi felt somewhat helpless.
Yinren and Luoye are in a cold war. Even if a real war does not break out, the mutual infiltration of intelligence personnel from both sides has caused headaches for both parties.
Although Yinren Village's salary list organization has an absolute advantage, that is only for Yinren Village. For Tiexin Village, which has just surrendered, the level of intelligence is far lower than that of Yinren Village.
Of course, this does not blame Zhao Yuntian for being irresponsible, but rather due to some problems left over from history.
When Helian Tiexin was in power, he was not as concerned about intelligence work as Lin Hengshan, and he did not have the courage to spend money heavily. This also led to Tiexin Village's original intelligence prevention and control system being full of loopholes.
If it weren't for Zhao Yuntian's painstaking efforts over the years, Tiexin Village might not have been able to survive being annexed by Yinren Village, which would have aroused the covetousness of other forces.
"Master, aren't you Ji Rentu's people? How did you enter Luoye City in the past?" Zhang Yanshi asked calmly.
Ma San, who was walking in the middle of the team, immediately bowed knowingly and said: "Master, Master Ji gave us the token. When we go to the city gate and match the password, we can enter."
As expected by the heroic young man, he nodded, did not line up with the crowd, and headed towards the South City Gate with his carriage.
Along the way, caravans from all over the country gathered here, and the peak of trade was the highest in the southern part of Luoyun Kingdom! But in addition to caravans from all over the country, there were also refugees from all over the county.
Some of their villages were destroyed by the beast tide, and some of them had troubles at home. In short, the disaster victims are just the people who suffered the disaster.
But for these people, this strong city wall is like a barrier that hinders their survival. Hundreds of refugees die on both sides of the official road every day.
Looking at the carriages passing by on the official road, as well as the pot-bellied businessmen sitting on them, and then looking at the skinny refugees on the roadside, Yi Xifeng couldn't help but sigh: "The wine and meat of Zhumen are smelly, and there are freezing bones on the road!"
Zhang Yanshi, who was riding a horse, turned his head and glanced at the young man without saying anything. Soon everyone arrived at the city gate.
Looking at the groups of well-equipped black-armored soldiers, Ma Sandian handed over Ji Rentu's belt.
The leading black-armored warrior looked at his waist badge, glanced at the group of people, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
Ma Da Bangzi replied with ease: "There are a group of horsemen below, my master Ji Rentu!"
The black-armored guard nodded slightly, returned the badges, and let them go.