Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

The regimental commander secretly breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, he had brought the sniper along.

Not to mention on the city wall, there are more than a dozen people even on the city wall itself. These people are all cunning and treacherous, and it is simply impossible to take them down in a short time.

However, if there's a sniper here, it's a different story.

The snipers hidden in the shadows silently pulled back their binoculars and aimed them at the Independent Legion soldiers standing on the high ground.

They are not Ye Bai; even as snipers, they need to consider all aspects of the situation.

In this way, Fang Senyan can ensure that his attacks hit the target.

Completely unprepared.

They were already struggling with the attack from the nearly two thousand people below, so they couldn't care less about anything else.

Phew!

The first person pulled the trigger.

His sniper rifle was equipped with a silencer, so it made no sound.

However, nobody cared.

A soldier from the Independent Legion was standing on the city wall when he was spotted without his knowledge.

A bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows.

His eyes dimmed, and he collapsed to the ground.

Blood was constantly flowing from his forehead.

“…Big Bull!” Wang Lin muttered to himself.

Upon seeing this, Huang Haodong roared in anger, his eyes turning bloodshot.

But it was all too late, all in vain; he simply did not have the ability to resurrect.

He could only watch helplessly as his best friend collapsed and passed away.

A soldier from the Independent Regiment was killed in action.

Crackling!

The first person fired a shot, and the rest of the men naturally followed suit without hesitation.

Four bullets were fired forward almost simultaneously.

Except for one miss, the other three were all very accurate.

This bullet struck the bodies of those soldiers from the Independent Regiment. Even if it didn't hit their heads, even if it only hit their upper bodies, they would die instantly.

Three more people were injured: two were dead, one was wounded, and the last one seemed beyond saving.

"There's someone among them!"

The veins on Huang Haodong's forehead throbbed as he watched helplessly as his underlings fell one by one; it was truly unbearable.

He hated Jiang Chen to the core, yet he was powerless to do anything about it. On the other side, the officer said with a mocking expression, "I heard that your independent regiment has good marksmanship, but now, you should experience what it feels like to be shot to death by us."

Ding ding ding!

Chapter 462: On the contrary, he was radiant.

Deep in the mountains and forests.

Another ringtone sounded.

Strangely enough, according to tradition, this temple should have its bells ringing at dawn and dusk.

It's not yet noon, and another bell is ringing.

It was an extremely anxious voice.

He knocked six times in a row to make sure everyone could hear him before he stopped.

For a moment, a chilling atmosphere filled the entire hall.

If something hadn't happened, they would never have rung that bell.

This is the sixth time.

This signifies that this is an unprecedented event.

This was the first time they had encountered such a situation since arriving here.

No matter how busy you are.

Some are cooking, some are fetching water, some are practicing martial arts, and some are seeking enlightenment...

Inside the main hall, everyone was astonished.

Most young Taoists didn't know what was going on, that such a change had occurred.

No one knows.

They were standing in the courtyard, whispering to each other.

People gradually came into the courtyard.

Almost everyone is here.

Three or four hundred people, lined up neatly.

The crowd was chattering amongst themselves, creating a chaotic scene.

As they grew older, the other young monks also stopped whispering among themselves.

The whole courtyard was silent.

Fortunately, their Taoist temple is very large and located deep in the mountains, so occupying land is not a problem.

This was a huge mansion, large enough to accommodate them.

Before long, Yun Zhongzi and Xuan Zhongzi appeared in front of Chen Fan.

The two of them were the most senior among everyone present, and the people below them all seemed very uneasy, some of them not even daring to breathe loudly.

You can hear the needle drop.

Both of them looked rather grim, a stark contrast to their usual solemn expressions.

Even the usually elegant Xuan Zhongzi turned his gaze to Luo Yunyang.

"Something serious has happened."

Everyone thinks so.

At this moment, Yun Zhongzi was no longer sleepy at all; on the contrary, he was radiant and full of vigor.

"Now, bandits roam freely, and countless people live in misery. This is the way of Heaven; these foreigners even dare to try and annex our entire nation." "From ancient times to the present, the Chinese people have always been ours; the blood of the dragon flows in our veins. Throughout China's five thousand years of history, there have been countless invasions and conquests. But as Chinese people, we have never given up. Resolute and upright..."

This is the quality that we Chinese people should have.

Yun Zhongzi spoke casually, but everyone heard him clearly.

The group of Taoists were even more puzzled.

They didn't understand why this was happening, but they felt a strange sense of shame.

Both of these people are Chinese and belong to the Taoist school.

He felt sorry for her.

Yun Zhongzi said in a deep voice, "The Japanese have committed all their troops to our war. They have raised their weapons of slaughter, ready to massacre the people of Ganzhou. How many people will suffer then? How many will be driven to despair?"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priests were all unsettled.

His heart was filled with anger.

This happened right before their eyes. How could they tolerate their people being killed?

"The reason why our Taoist temples have been able to develop to this point is all thanks to those ordinary people. If it weren't for them, how could we have secured a peaceful place for ourselves in this chaotic era?"

Yun Zhongzi said, "In Shicheng County, a group of civilians from the surrounding area have gathered. Those are seventy thousand people we will never forget." They set out from Shicheng County for the Gan tribe to fight for their people. The entire Shicheng County is gripped by fear. The greatest crisis in its history has arrived.

The remaining Japanese were prepared to enter Ishiki Prefecture and vent their anger.

"Now, they are lambs to the slaughter. How can we stand idly by?"

Yun Zhongzi glared angrily and shouted sternly.

"No!" Chen Xiaobei shook his head.

Three or four hundred Taoist priests shouted in unison, creating an astonishing sound.

"Open the door!"

Yun Zhongzi readily agreed.

After he finished speaking, several Taoist priests immediately came over and opened the door for Ye Mo.

dusty.

A creaking, screeching sound came from the yard, which was overgrown with weeds and had not been cleaned.

It looked somewhat desolate.