The Ming Dynasty began from Sarhu

Chapter 235 Night Boat (I)

"Zhang Mazi interrogated him for half an hour, and the thief confessed. This assassination was the result of a collusion between the East Factory, Liaozhen, and our Kaiyuan traitors."

"It's hard to guard against domestic thieves."

In the living room of the Kaiyuan General's Mansion, Ping Liaohou looked calmly at Qiao Yiqi who was sitting in front of him.

Life is unpredictable. The partner who seemed the least likely to have a good ending turned out to be the person he trusted the most.

"Military Supervisor Qiao, I'm determined to become emperor next year. These past few days, I've been thinking about the name of the new dynasty: Qi, Han, or...?"

Liu Zhaosun wanted to use Qiao Yiqi to announce his ambition to change the dynasty to the world, so that everyone in the world would understand Ping Liaohou's determination to rebel, thereby accelerating the demise of the Ming Dynasty.

After all, if the news comes from Joe Big Mouth, it will appear more formal and more convincing.

"Marquis Ping Liao, you have rebelled after all. Rebellion is a serious matter, and you should discuss it with Kang Yingqian, Ma Shiying, and the others. They should be more adept at this. I am incapable of doing so, so I can only serve as the supervising executioner and help you kill a few more people."

Qiao Yiqi put down the teacup and tried hard to suppress his disappointment.

Liu Zhaosun smiled awkwardly and didn't bother with Qiao Yiqi. He knew that Qiao Yiqi was completely different from Kang Yingqian and had always been indifferent to the rebellion.

"Does Supervisor Qiao know who the traitors are?"

Qiao Yiqi shook his head and sighed, "Kaiyuan has been overrun with murder. I've been supervising executions for a month, killing people every day. If you put the severed heads together, they could circle the General's Mansion. We've killed so many people, it's inevitable that some will become desperate. As for who the traitor is, I really don't know, but I can guarantee that Lao Kang will never be involved in this matter. You saved his life, and he has always wanted to follow Ping Liao Hou to achieve great things. Yuan Chonghuan and Mao Yuanyi will not do the same, not to mention the other generals. Sun Chuanting just received his punishment, so it's hard to say. Ping Liao Hou executed Song Yingding, and the Song family may have evil intentions."

What Qiao Yiqi meant by this was that he was still complaining that his rectification campaign was too harsh.

Qiao Yiqi is not greedy for money or power. He is upright and has nothing to fear. He is usually careless and often contradicts Liu Zhaosun. Fortunately, Ping Liaohou has gotten used to it and does not bother with him.

"General Qiao, all I see before me is the underworld. I can only cross the river by feeling the stones. I don't know where this boat of Kaiyuan will drift to in the end."

"Night boat."

Liu Zhaosun muttered to himself for a few words, then suddenly looked up and smiled.

"The thieves have confessed. Their lair is at the Seven Stars Restaurant. All their enemies are there. Zhang Chao has just led his men there. Come on, General Qiao, follow me to catch the big fish."

After saying that, he suddenly stood up, took out the goose-feather knife that had killed countless people, and walked out of the general's mansion with his confidant Qiao Yiqi, surrounded by guards.

Two cold arrows shot out from the entrance of the Seven Stars Tower, and a wild cat jumped out of the restaurant from the entrance, its whiskers stained with blood.

Yang Tong was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He pulled the iron hook out of the peddler's chest and rushed towards the door with the corpse on his head.

I could hear the sound of a crossbow arrow shooting into a human body.

Yang Tong had seen the longbow used by Bayara of the Later Jin Dynasty on the battlefield, and was glad that the man opposite him was only using a short crossbow. Otherwise, at this distance, the heavy arrows could easily penetrate the vendor's body and kill him like a candied haws.

When the pedestrians on the street saw the date vendor being killed suddenly, they screamed and fled in all directions in fear.

Hearing the sound of weapons breaking through the air from behind, Yang Tong quickly let go of the corpse that had been shot into a hedgehog, and used the rolling and dodging action commonly used by sword and shield soldiers to roll forward suddenly and avoid the attack from behind.

Two flying axes, one in front and one behind, pressed down on the back of the pacification soldier's head and spine, and smashed into the head of the stone lion in front of the Seven Star Tower, chopping off the tip of the stone lion's nose.

Yang Tong broke out in a cold sweat and quickly rolled forward, throwing out the caltrops hidden in his sleeves.

With the cover of the stone lions, he finally got within five steps of the restaurant entrance.

He hid behind the stone lions and gasped for breath. The sound of messy footsteps and the dragging of weapons came from the bluestone pavement.

Yang Tong estimated that at least two groups of people were approaching him from all sides.

"Damn it, I met a tough guy again!"

He always encounters tough opponents.

It was like this when I was in Qufu, it was like this when I was in Hetuala, and it was still like this when I returned to Kaiyuan.

Yang Tong glanced sideways behind him and saw the peddler he had killed lying limply on the ground, still staring at him with his eyes wide open.

He gritted his teeth and blew the bamboo whistle he carried with him. The whistle made a shrill scream, and the wild cat on the roof ran away with its tail raised.

The Kaiyuan pacification soldiers all carried this small bamboo whistle. When they encountered the enemy while on patrol, they could use it to call for support. The whistle was sharp and could be heard from a long distance away.

The other side obviously didn't expect that Yang Tong was actually a pacification soldier. When the whistle sounded, a dense rain of arrows immediately shot at the stone lion. The other side was obviously panicked.

Screams were heard from behind. Two Jurchen merchants stepped on the caltrops scattered by Yang Tong. They dropped the iron caltrops in their hands and jumped around in place holding their feet.

Yang Tong detonated the stone mine, waiting until it was about to explode before throwing it. In the fierce blast, the Jurchen merchants who had just thrown their axes died. Taking advantage of the enemy's panic, he suddenly leaped from behind the stone lions, pulled the trigger of his crossbow, and, regardless of whether he hit the target or not, he ignored the locust-like rain of arrows flying past his cheeks and rushed through the gate of the Seven Star Tower.

The distance of five steps was reached in a flash.

An archer was shot by Yang Tong, and the pacification soldier swung an iron hook and stabbed it into the eye socket of another man. The man screamed in pain, let go of the short crossbow in his hand, and swung his waist knife to slash around.

Yang Tong swung his knife and cut off the man's wrist. Amidst a wailing sound that was not like a human voice, he pulled out a dagger and stabbed left and right without even looking.

The sharp dagger cuts open the opponent's abdomen...
He carried the half-dead archer into the bottom floor of the Seven Stars Building. The ground was in a mess, with dozens of corpses lying in a mess.

He could tell at a glance that the dead were the owner and employees of the Qixing Tower, as well as some pacification soldiers.

Yang Tong raised the loaded flintlock pistol and calmly pulled the trigger at the several killers who were chasing him.

He looked at the corpse in front of him and his scalp went numb.

The figure on the second floor was swaying.

Yang Tong roared upstairs:

"Get down here and die, you bastard!"

The stairs creaked and the footsteps became more frequent.

A burly Dongchang head stood on the stairs, surrounded by a large group of foreign guards.

The leader raised a matchlock gun and took the lighter from the guard's hand.

"Tomorrow is your 30th birthday, and you're thinking about going back to the capital to eat dumplings, you bastard! Instead of spending the New Year at home, you're more anxious than death! You killed so many people, my family will skin you alive."

Yang Tong raised his dagger and slashed it across the archer's neck, pushing the body away. He hooked the butt of the flintlock with his left hand and loaded the ammunition with his right hand.

"The dumplings are in the pot, it just depends on whether you have the life to eat them!"

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Lin Yu swung a long pickaxe and charged into the defeated garrison soldiers like a ferocious beast.

The long pickaxe weighing twenty pounds knocked away any living thing in its path.

The guards who rushed up from behind were frightened by the giant beast and fled in both directions with strange cries.

Many people stepped on the caltrops laid on the roadside, their feet pierced by the nails, and fell to the ground screaming loudly.

Lin Yu dragged his heavy body and strode forward.

The long pickaxe is like the wind.

A guard who was half-sitting on the ground flew out like a ball.

"Stop chasing the injured soldier!"

Shen Lian followed behind and shouted loudly, while Lin Yu was full of murderous intent and did not stop.

Seeing that the long pick was about to hit another injured guard soldier, Shen Lian suddenly raised his Miao Dao and blocked it with all his strength.

The collision of weapons sent out sparks, and the giant's forward steps suddenly stopped.

"That's enough! We're not here to kill anyone!"

As soon as Shen Lian finished speaking, the sound of musketry exploded behind him, and Lin Yu raised his heavy shield to protect the two of them.

The musketeers of the Wucheng Bingmasi could not wait to start shooting at the target across the defeated garrison soldiers.

Screams were heard again all around. Those guards who were not killed by the rebellion were hit by lead bullets and fell to the ground, rolling and wailing.

Two of Shen Lian's soldiers who were in high spirits were hit by muskets, but they still stood up while leaning on their goose-feather swords.

"retreat!"

Shen Lian, protected by Lin Yu's heavy shield, quickly retreated.

The firelight illuminated Lu Tongzhi's green face. He looked up at Tian Ergeng, the killer who didn't even spare his own people, with a vicious look in his small eyes.

(End of this chapter)