Chapter 1253 Sword God Smiles (Part 9)

Night fell quietly.

On the wasteland, a group of riders rushed towards the Great Wall.

When their figures appeared on the blurred horizon under the moonlight, the group of more than 30 people got off their horses and put their horses back in the opposite direction.

Then, they took out the thick cloth they had prepared in advance, wrapped it around their feet, and slowly waded through the snow-covered fields.

The gradually darkening night gave them a good cover, and this group of elite warriors quietly came to the foot of the Great Wall.

They came with a mission...

These 37 people were all the most outstanding warriors from the Great Jin (here refers to the Later Jin); they were ordered directly by the Khan to enter the Central Plains to carry out a secret mission.

This mission may take a long time, so long that it can be calculated with the rest of their lives.

This mission is also very dangerous, so dangerous that they will die immediately if they are exposed.

However, they don't care, they have already made up their minds to devote everything to this mission.

Because their success may change the fate of the entire Great Jin.

Of course, in this plan, the Ming Dynasty naturally plays the role of villain and sacrifice...

"Master Ba, I checked, there is indeed no one on the nearby beacon tower."

The middle-aged man who said this was wearing a very common jacket and dressed just like the people in the Central Plains.

The "Master Ba" who accepted his report was also of similar age and dressed.

It is obvious that these people intend to "lurk for a long time" in the Central Plains. Before setting off, they have all undergone rigorous training. Not only can they speak very fluent Chinese, but they can also give a detailed explanation of their life experience and origins... and there are basically no flaws.

"Well..." Master Ba pondered for a moment, and then said, "Natan, you take the lead and go up first. After confirming that there is no abnormality above, give us a signal."

"Yes." After receiving the order, Natan took action immediately. He retreated to a place several meters away from the city wall, stepped on his feet (at this time, they had taken off the cloth on their feet), and then jumped up.

Then, he used the wall to rub a few times in the air, and then he climbed up the wall and came to the top of the Great Wall quite easily.

Soon, his companions below saw him sticking his head out and made a "follow" gesture.

So, the remaining thirty people, led by Ba Ye, climbed up the wall in a similar way; for masters like them, jumping up the wall was a piece of cake.

"Okay... not one less." When the last person climbed over the battlement, Ba Ye, who had been silently counting, said in a low voice.

The next second, he was ready to order the jump over the wall to "enter the pass".

Unexpectedly, suddenly...

"Everyone, stay for a while." A man's voice came from a high place.

Just this sentence made the thirty-seven people present tremble all over, and they almost reacted alertly in the direction of the sound at the same time.

"Did you forget something?" Then, the man said another sentence.

At the same time, a dark object was thrown down from the beacon tower.

With the moonlight and their excellent eyesight, the warriors of the Later Jin Dynasty could tell before the object fell to the ground - it was a human head.

The head fell to the ground and rolled right at Natan's feet. Although the long hair on the head had been scattered and covered half of its face, Natan could tell at a glance that it was the "general flag" he had bribed in advance. It was this person... who withdrew the soldiers who were supposed to stand guard on the beacon tower tonight.

"Master Ba, this is..." Natan turned his head immediately and wanted to remind Master Ba.

But Master Ba didn't seem to need his reminder. He just raised his hand and signaled the other party not to continue.

"Who is coming...?" After a breath, Master Ba looked up at the beacon tower and asked this question word by word.

He didn't plan to hide anything anymore, because the moment he saw the head, he knew that he would face a fight next.

"Hehe..." After hearing this question, the man on the beacon tower also chuckled, and raised his voice, chanting aloud, "The first pass of the Great Wall..."

After saying the first sentence, his figure had already appeared on the edge of the beacon tower.

"Thousands of years of wind and rain have forged the remnant of the Xiao..."

When the second sentence fell, the cold moonlight just happened to shine on the weapon in the man's hand... It was a long spear.

"Millions of brave soldiers are no longer here..."

After saying the third sentence, the man jumped up with the spear, and after rolling half a circle in the air, he got off the beacon tower.

"A lone spear and a courage... Tired of Dreams!"

When the last three words came out, [Tired of Dreams] had already stood up with the spear.

Although his poem was not very neat, the domineering in his words was genuine.

The warriors looked closely and saw a white-faced (compared to most men at that time, most players looked fair and handsome) young man, wearing a strange black armor, standing solemnly with a spear.

Although the moonlight tonight is not bright, his armor still emits a clear halo, and the spear in his hand also exudes an indescribable chill.

"Hmph..." Seeing this man, Ba Ye snorted coldly at first, and then praised, "Good!" He paused, "What a 'lonely gun and a brave'!"

At this point, he simply raised his voice and shouted to his companions behind him: "Brothers! This kid is also a good man... Give him a quick death!"

With this order from him, the dozens of Houjin warriors rushed out almost at the same instant.

The space on the city wall is very narrow, so it should be very difficult for so many people to attack the same target...

However, these post-gold warriors can do it.

Their cooperation is so tacit that no words are needed... and it can be seamless.

In less than a second, the thirty-six people had dispersed neatly, divided into the center, the air, and the two wings... and they all came to attack Juan Menghui; this was undoubtedly their first time fighting on the Great Wall, but their He acted like he was doing something he had practiced countless times.

quick!

This is the first feeling after tired dream returns.

Even as a player whose physical fitness has already exceeded human limits, he did not dare to be secretly frightened by the speed of the enemies in front of him.

However, the most terrifying thing is not the speed, but the action pattern of these people...

They are not one person, but they are better than one person.

This group of post-Jin warriors is like a whole composed of thirty-six bodies, each part of which is serving the whole, with no regard for their own safety, life and death...

Their offensive is advancing layer by layer like a raging wave, surging continuously. Even if the people at the front are pierced by guns, cut off, or even turned into meat by the energy... the people behind will not hesitate at all - they will continue Attack until you achieve your goal.

Facing such a team, without sufficient determination or the use of long-range means such as bows and arrows, even if ten times their number are sent to fight, it is difficult to say who will win and who will lose...

But at the moment, Juanmeng is still a "lone gunman", a veritable "one man in charge"...

In the eyes of others, this is simply a desperate situation.

However, the tired dream is still there...but his face is as sinking as water, and he is dancing with his gun.

In an instant, blood flowers bloomed.

A bit of cold light urges life, and a heavy gun shadow steals the soul.

In a matter of moments, thirty-six elite masters had been killed by him, leaving no trace of their armor behind. No one was spared.

And the thirty-seventh person...the last person was staring at the scene in front of him with bloodshot eyes and disbelief.

He really couldn't believe that his brothers who depended on each other for life and death... those strong men who were one against ten in the tribe, could be killed by a mere Central Plains man in an instant, without leaving any trace behind... without any retaliation. Power.

"You... are also heroes." Juanmeng returned the gun and raised it at an angle, with the tip of the gun pointing down, letting the blood on the gun slowly drip. "So, I will also give you a pleasure."

Ba Ye gritted his teeth and stood trembling angrily.

Only he can understand his mood at the moment.

Ba Ye and his brothers with different surnames have decided to dedicate everything to this mission; they can accept death or failure.

But he couldn't accept this ending.

"Kill me too." Ba Ye did not think for too long before making this request. "I have no shame in going back to face the Khan, and I don't want to abandon my brothers... to live alone in the world."

His request was reasonable and reasonable. Since the mission was hopeless and resistance was futile, it was better to let the other party fulfill his request.

"No, it's not time for you to die yet." Unexpectedly, Juanmeng still refused.

"What?" Mr. Ba looked surprised and a little excited, "What do you mean? Are you insulting me!"

Juanmeng also shook his head: "I won't kill you because... before you die, there is one more thing you must complete."

Mr. Ba snorted coldly: "Hmph... Do you think I will betray..."

"Wrong." Juanmeng interrupted before he could tell his wrong guess, "I just want you to go back to your khan and explain everything that happened here tonight... Tell him everything."

"You..." The expression on Mr. Ba's face was confused. After thinking for a moment, he sneered, "I understand, you think... Khan will be scared and give up after hearing what happened tonight... …”

"He can think whatever he likes." Juanmeng didn't let the other party finish his words, "If he is really afraid, it means that the person you respect is only so capable..."

"Presumptuous!" Ba Ye's Chinese is very good, and he can speak all kinds of idioms. "Successful king and defeated bandit, you can insult me, but you can't insult me, the master of gold!" He paused and snorted again, "Hmph... Do you think that if you kill our team... I, Dajin, will have no one left? Let me tell you... there are warriors who are ten or a hundred times stronger than us... there are as many warriors as there are across the river around the Khan. crucian carp.”

"Oh... Really." Faced with these words that even Mr. Ba himself didn't believe, Juanmeng Huan's reaction was quite plain, "I'm afraid we don't have as many experts here as you..." He said calmly He continued in a tone of voice, "There are only about a hundred characters who are about the same strength as me and slightly worse than me..."

He didn't mean anything. In the entire Thriller Paradise, there must be a hundred players with combat capabilities close to his level. There is no upper limit on the number of players in this script. Who knows how many will come; besides...he hasn't finished this yet. The NPC forces in the script are taken into account.

"As for those who are stronger than me..." Juanmeng paused for two seconds before adding, "Ah... about ten or so... maybe more. After all, I don't have the chance to fight so many monsters one by one. …”

By the time he finished speaking, Baye's world view had collapsed.

Fear and shock shattered his cognition. He wanted to tell himself that what he just heard was not true; unfortunately, Juanmeng was still a bad liar. Whether his words were true or false, people like Ba Ye... could not fail to hear it.

"You seem to understand." Juanmeng said, casually throwing the gun head and handsomely carrying the long gun on his shoulder, "If I were you... I think it is still necessary to take news like this back to let my master know... Well... That's all."

He is not as eloquent as Feng Bujue. He is just a stubborn, strong-willed, but self-aware person.

But today, he appeared here, which may be more appropriate than anyone else.

…………

The clouds are open, the moon is bright, and the night is not over.

Ba Ye has gone back. He has a way to come, and naturally he has a way to go back.

On the city wall, Juanmeng put the weapon back into the bag and breathed a sigh of relief.

The gun is not his only weapon. Now he has a halberd, a gun, a stick... three kinds of weapons.

But tonight, here, he wants to use a gun.

So he used it.

"Wow, awesome..." At this time, behind Juan Menghuan, another person's voice sounded, "Not only did he complete the side quest [Stop the elite warriors of the Later Jin Dynasty from sneaking into the pass], he also completed the hidden quest [Change the history of the future emperor change in this world]."

The person who spoke was not someone else, but [Teacher Bi] from the "Waste Alliance Team" in S2.

"I thought we had to rush to the capital to kill the emperor of this world..." Teacher Bi said as he climbed up the city wall, "I didn't expect that we could complete it by just leaving a hand in this side quest."

"Hehe... assassinating the emperor is indeed a feasible plan." Juan Menghuan, who had completed the task, also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "I just wanted to try it, so I let him go, but I didn't expect it to be successful..." He shrugged, "Now that I think about it... the two tasks appearing at the same time is actually a very obvious hint."

Teacher Bi nodded: "Then... now, should we enter the town?"

Juan Menghuan thought for a while: "Well... I think we can wait a little longer."

"Huh?" Teacher Bi said, "We have cleared several side quests this day, why don't we go in?"

"Don't worry." Juan Meng replied confidently, "There must be more than one group of players who have not entered the town like us... It's impossible that we are the only two who noticed that the two people from "Order" were watching at the entrance of the town." He thought thoughtfully, "Don't be confused by the plot summary. The main quest doesn't say that you must "enter Linlu Town". Think about it in a different way... Since we already know the time and place where the "Sword Dance Grass Record" appears, it is an advantage to stay away from the core location of the incident before it appears..."