0053. Black Crow·Barefoot
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The soldiers and guards shook their heads and said: "Hey, are things in the world really so attractive? Fighting and killing, how can it be compared to the leisurely leisurely life in our small county? It's a small day, this time, we have a county magistrate who can make the decision, I hope these people in the world can leave as soon as possible."
The words have not yet finished.
"Quack, quack, quack..."
A crow sounded.
This soldier and many other soldiers were startled, and subconsciously looked back following the sound.
But they saw a blind Taoist wearing tattered black Taoist uniforms, holding a bamboo pole as thick as a finger in his hand, walking towards the city gate while exploring the way.
The strange thing is that on the shoulder of this blind Taoist, there is a huge crow standing, with feathers as black as carbon, a pair of claws as if made of black iron, blood-red eyes, and a layer of silver eyelids on the outside.
This crow is huge, like an eagle.
It was the one that made the croaking sound before.
The blind Taoist used a bamboo pole to explore the road. Every time he encountered a pothole or went astray, the crow on his shoulder would quack and scream in warning, so he passed the city gate straight as if he had eyes. , entered the city.
During this period, a soldier wanted to stop the inquiry, but he was stopped by the soldier.
The latter shook his head and indicated that there was no need to stop him and he could just put it in.
The county magistrate has issued an order that all kinds of people from the world do not need to stop them if they want to enter the city, such as the small caravan, the old beggar, and this blind Taoist. They have strange shapes and may be people from the world, so Just put it in and go.
In the past few days, all kinds of monsters and monsters have gathered in Taibai County. As the guards stationed at the city gate, they have seen a lot of strange people, and they are almost used to it.
Everyone knows that the final battle between the Tianlong Gang and the Huya Sect will begin today. There are many people entering the city today, and none of these people have heard of the evil name of Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu in [One Sword Departure]. Come to see the fun with great interest.
After about half a stick of incense.
There was a sound of horse hooves coming from the city.
A group of elite soldiers came on horseback.
The leader of the group has a Chinese character face and a solemn expression. He is none other than Ma Junwu, the head of the Yamen Guards who has been trusted by the county magistrate Li Mu recently.
Behind him were fifty carefully selected government guards, soft armor and fast horses, and they soon arrived in front of the city gate.
"Master Ma, what are you..." The guards stationed at the city gate all had the first name Gao Sheng. They greeted him and asked as usual.
He felt strange that something big was going to happen in the city today and there was a shortage of troops. Why did Ma Junwu still take people outside the city.
"As the county magistrate has ordered, I will lead my people to the Hancha crossing." Ma Junwu showed his badge.
Gao Sheng took a look and saw that the badge was correct and quickly let him go: "Brother Ma, please."
Ma Junwu galloped his horse and whipped his horse, leading his elite men like an arrow from a string, towards the direction of Hancha Road.
Since they were all cavalry, the Hundred Days March was extremely fast.
In less than half an hour, Ma Junwu and his party had galloped nearly a hundred miles and arrived at the Hancha crossing.
"God, this is..."
Ma Junwu reined in his horse and stood up, completely shocked by what he saw in front of him.
He had been seriously injured at the hands of your noble master Li Bing, and he had only fully recovered from his injuries in the past two days. Today was the first time he was ordered to do something, and he was actually in a daze before setting off. The chief registrar Feng Yuanxing relayed the order of the county magistrate, but did not make it clear. What happened at the Hancha intersection? But at this moment, with a glance, Ma Junwu was shocked and speechless.
There were stumps of limbs and broken arms everywhere, and the smell of blood filled the air.
There were traces of wild beasts on the ground. Dozens of green wolves were alarmed by the sound of horse hooves and fled into the forest with some carcasses in their teeth. Dozens of vultures hovered low in the sky, as if they were about to swoop down to grab food at any time... …
There are also all kinds of scavenging flies and poisonous insects, all gathered in this area, buzzing and flying around.
These animals are obviously attracted by blood.
"Those who died were all bandits from Qingfeng Village."
Ma Junwu stabilized his mind, made some observations, and quickly came to a conclusion.
He suddenly realized and finally understood why the bandits in Qingfeng Village did not invade Taibai County last night as most people feared. It turned out that they all died here.
The fifty government guards who followed Ma Junwu were also shocked and speechless.
"Clean the battlefield." Ma Junwu shouted and arranged things in an orderly manner.
All the government guards dismounted and began searching and cleaning.
In Taibai County, the combatable forces are divided into military guards, Yamen guards and civilian guards. The military guards are the most powerful force and are mainly used to arrest bandits, capture murderers and suppress mobs. The civilian guards are equivalent to the militia on earth. , the combat power is the lowest, and the main responsibility of the Yamen Guards is to protect the safety of the county government and the county magistrate. Although the combat power is not bad, they do more auxiliary work.
The difference between these three is equivalent to field troops, armed police and militia.
The fifty people brought by Ma Junwu were all elite members of the Yamen Guards, and cleaning the battlefield was a matter of course.
"Pay attention to safety, be careful of undead bandits sneaking up and injuring people."
Ma Junwu patrolled the battlefield and reminded everyone loudly.
We have already done some finishing work. If there are still casualties, it will really be a shame to be sent to grandma's house. It will not be easy to explain to the county magistrate when we go back.
The bandits of Qingfeng Village have been entrenched in Qingfeng Mountain for many years, running rampant in all directions, robbing homes and houses, and have accumulated quite a fortune. If nothing else, the armors on these dead bandits are extremely exquisite and practical, and are actually better than those of Taibai. The elite soldiers and guards in the county are even better. You can imagine what kind of wealth is accumulated in Qingfeng Village.
These armors and weapons can be peeled off and slightly repaired to replenish the county army.
Ma Junwu glanced at the battlefield, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became.
Considering the traces of battles everywhere, he couldn't tell that this was simply a one-sided massacre. You can imagine what kind of battle happened here last night.
And in his heart, he became more and more curious about the background of Li Mu, the little county magistrate.
These days, when he was recovering from his injuries, he had heard about all the things that had happened in the county.
A Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu is enough to shock people, but now there is an elder from the sect who can kill the elite cavalry of Qingfeng Village with one strike. Is the county magistrate really a descendant trained by a large sect?
Ma Junwu had some understanding of the styles and traditions of the major sects on the Chinese mainland.
These are actually no secrets.
Throughout the ages, empires, sects and the secular world are inseparable. All sects will select their own core elite disciples to practice in the world, practice love while living, or cultivate their minds, or understand the Dharma, or serve as officials, which will penetrate into all the people in the secular world. corner.
The secular world is like a fertile soil, on which all sects, aristocratic families, and empires are rooted and absorb nutrients.
Ordinary people may never interact with the sect in their entire lives.
But the fate of ordinary people and the wealth and power in the secular world are actually deeply in the hands of the sect's martial arts world.
When descendants of large sects enter the world, they often create waves.
Ma Junwu is now a little suspicious. Li Mu is probably the successor of a medium-sized sect who has entered the world.
The more he thought about it, the more at ease he felt.
Patrolling back and forth on the battlefield, he saw the missing arrow holes shot into the stone wall, and the official stone road that was almost cut off by the shot. He could vaguely imagine how terrifying the power of the person who shot the arrow was.
Vaguely, another vague idea appeared in his mind.
But he didn't dare confirm.
I carefully patrolled back and forth, but there was no accidental injury by the bandits who were not fully dead.
The only thing that made Ma Junwu a little worried was whether Wu Biao, the legendary crazy and invincible [soul-destroying sword], had also died in the battle.
If such a troublemaker escapes, there will definitely be endless troubles.
But if he was already dead, why was Wu Biao's body not seen on the battlefield?
"Wu Biao, are you dead or not?"
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"Wu Biao is dead."
Four to five hundred meters away from the Hancha crossing, on a stone peak, two figures with long sleeves fluttering like immortals stood on the branches of a century-old pine tree.
The pine branches rise and fall in the wind.
The images of the two people seem to have no weight, and they are also swaying slightly with the pine branches.
"Wu Biao is dead, haha. The giant bandit who was famous in the martial arts in the northwest was actually beaten to pieces and his body was completely gone." It was the woman in the two figures who spoke, smiling.
She was in her early twenties, youthful and beautiful, with a pure and charming temperament. She was wearing a yellow and white low-cut palace dress, with a slender waist and a plump bust. The mountain breeze blew through, revealing a pair of snow-white fibers under the skirt. Beautiful bare feet, but no boots.
"A low-level bandit who is barely at the peak of his artistic conception is not considered a master. Isn't it normal for him to die?" The other person who spoke was a man in his early twenties.
This man's appearance is also rare. He is wearing a loose white cotton robe, without a belt, and has long hair shawl. He is as black as a waterfall. His facial features are fair, but he has a yin and yang face. One side is as white as jade, and the other side is as black as charcoal. He can only To describe it as ugly.
There is an evil spirit between the eyebrows of this man with a yin and yang face, his expression is arrogant and arrogant, and he has a arrogant attitude.
Like the woman, he was barefoot.
But unlike the woman's snow-white feet, his feet were pitch black, as if they had been soaked in ink.
"Giggle, giggle..." The woman smiled delicately, like the spring breeze blowing through the willows, and the spring scenery was endless.
Her fingers gently stroked the man's chest, drawing random circles, just like flirting between lovers.
After a pause, the barefoot woman said coquettishly: "In front of you, cousin, Wu Biao is certainly not a master, but within the thousands of miles around Taibai County, he can be considered one of the top twenty masters. Such a person , led four hundred blood cavalry, and was beaten alive, and was crushed in a one-sided manner. You have also seen the traces on the scene. His archery skills are amazing and his power is endless. You said, such a thing can happen. Who can do it.”
"Hmph, this is not a big deal..." The man snorted coldly, but he quickly thought of something, his face was surprised and happy, and he said: "Cousin, you mean, that person is probably Hidden in Taibai County?”
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