[Slow Wear] Assassin System

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Miao Xuan doesn't like war.

Although rushing all the way can indeed give people a sense of accomplishment, killing people like chopping melons and vegetables is not satisfying, let alone listening to the constant wailing and screaming around - it is better to fight the walking dead.

Compared with war, Miao Xuan prefers to play games with the system, even if he is trapped and unable to get up.

I've smelled too much blood, it's all about patience standing here, it feels like having to go down a cesspool to get a key.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the torrential rain gradually formed a rain curtain. Thunder exploded in the clouds in the distance, and Miao Xuan simply split the neck of the last warrior—his killing was very fast.

"...Dragon Spear!"

Yu Guangzhong's voice came faintly through the water curtain. Miao Xuan looked up and saw the young man holding up a bloody head.

Miao Xuan:!

Is this your time to celebrate? !

Miao Xuan was almost distracted by him, he ran over quickly, and at the same time cut off the shaft of the luxurious carriage not far away.

"Get on the horses! Call the soldiers! Let's go at once!"

Yu Guangzhongzheng also reacted, he ran towards the carriage with his head in his hands, simply took the reins from Miao Xuan, he pulled out a bamboo whistle and blew it sharply, the sound quickly spread through the vast rain go.

Miao Xuan had already got on the horse, and Ando Banbei, who was covered in blood, also ran quickly: "My lord! The horses have all been released!"

"Very good!" Yu Guangzhong hung the head of Goda Daimyo directly on the saddle. He pulled the frightened horse and comforted him deftly, "Get everyone on the horse! Follow me!"

The second whistle sounded again, and this time there were more chaotic sounds in the rain curtain, which were the sound of horseshoes and neighing.

The people led by Ando Banbei directly attacked the stables. They cut off the reins of almost all the horses. The frightened horses that were stabbed ran around uncontrollably, almost immediately disrupting the newly formed defense. camp.

The soldiers following Yuguang Zhongzheng knew what to do, they managed to find a horse each, and rushed towards the direction of the whistle.

In this land surrounded by the sea, horses are precious strategic materials. Ordinary people seldom have the opportunity to get their own horses. Without the training of Tadamasa Yumitsu and the cooperation of Hanbei Ando, ​​these soldiers would not even be able to mount their horses. can't do it.

And these horses left in the camp belonged to the noble daimyo, samurai and personal guards. There were not many horses in the first place, but after half of them were robbed and half of them were cut, there were not many left.

No one can catch up with them on horseback.

"Let's go!" Miao Xuan knew the situation with a glance of his mental power. Most of the soldiers were already approaching, so he didn't wait any longer and just opened the way with his spear.

The gun is the king of a hundred soldiers, but immediately the spear is like a dragon entering the river, like a tiger with wings, nothing can stop his sharpness.

Yu Guangzhong was following Miao Xuan closely, and he actually carried a Taidao with him. This kind of long sword used for horse combat is not light in weight, and he did not hesitate to take it with him when sneaking. It can be seen that Yu Guangzhong is self-confidence.

Miao Xuan can't identify the wrong direction. His sneak target is Pingshan not far away, which is the center of the battlefield surrounded by Houtian.

This decision is also full of Yuguang Zhongzheng's ambitious ambitions. First of all, they have stirred up such a big mess here, and the difficulty for the Tsuqian cavalry to break through and release the line will plummet; secondly, this behavior can also relieve Hirayama. Throwing Goda Daimyo's head directly on the battlefield is the greatest deterrent; the last is Tsumae Kyoyasu who commanded the cavalry-this thing is likely to play tricks, Hamitsu Tadama is as impatient as him, he I trust Tsumae's daimyo more.

It's not that the former daimyo is so aboveboard, but that the former daimyo has a sufficient view of the overall situation, and his fighting skills are not bad.

And as long as the game is successfully broken and the life of the adoptive father is saved, no one in this small Jinqian will dare to restrain Yuguang Zhongzheng again.

In the rain, an uneven line of cavalry broke through the camp. This small team, which had been reduced to more than [-] people, closely followed their leader. The thick fog covered their tracks, and their voices were confused by the fleeing horses.

This whole team is like a dagger that pierces the heart, the extremely sharp blade is tearing through the flesh and blood is splashing.

No one can stop them.

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At the foot of Pingshan, the soldiers with the Houtian flag were scrambling to charge up the mountain. The bottom-up attack was not easy, but there were no sentries or fortresses on Pingshan, only simple roadblocks.

People trapped on the mountain have no way to get supplies. A few days ago, their arrow rain was quite ferocious, but now, all they can use for defense is rolling stones.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and heavy mist shrouded the low-lying ground. The soldiers stepped forward through the corpses and puddles, bringing the encirclement one step closer.

The leader of this army is the current eldest son of the Houtian family. Of course, he doesn't know that his father has died, or he is the new patriarch and family governor.

His military talent is very good, and he has won many victories since he went to the battlefield. Last time they defeated Tsuqian fiercely, he firmly believed that it would be the same this time.

The heir of Houtian fixed his eyes on the mountaintop behind the mist.

Victory is at hand!

And at this moment, a warrior hurriedly ran from the rear to the front line: "My lord! There are people here! They are all cavalry!"

Mr. Hou Tian was taken aback.

This formation?Does father have any urgent information?Could it be that he couldn't stop the cavalry in front of Tianjin?It shouldn't be!

Hou Tian handed over his command to the lieutenant general: "Let them come up! Don't be disrupted!"

The lieutenant general agreed, but the rear was already a little chaotic at this moment. Mr. Hou Tian also saw the group of cavalry at this moment. They rushed straight up, everyone was covered in blood, and even the flags behind the soldiers were crooked and damaged.

...looks like a fugitive.

A bad premonition suddenly crossed the heart of Mr. Ueda Gouda. He was completely opposite to his father, and immediately said decisively: "Team Shinto retreat! Stop them!"

It was at the moment when his order was executed!This team of cavalry suddenly showed their fangs, and the man in the front retreated immediately, and the man next to him pulled out a spear and swept across.

This man's strength was so great that all the heavy infantry around him were cut in half even with their armor!

"It's an enemy attack!" Mr. Houtian was shocked. He tried to calm himself down, but the cavalry was so flexible. At this moment, the team approached a lot, and the leading soldier suddenly lifted his saddle and used The knife raised a head high.

——That head belonged to Goda Daimyo.

Mr. Houtian was greatly distressed. The shock and anger made his mind go blank in an instant, but he was surrounded by close retainers. Even in the thick fog, there were still many people who recognized the daimyo's facial features.

What was even worse was that following the sound of the whistle, the group of cavalrymen who got into the game shouted at the same time: "Daimyo Houtian is dead!!"

The front line was completely in chaos. The group of cavalry threw away their flags and rushed straight up the mountain. The besieged people on Pingshan also reacted. Their already weak momentum was stimulated, and the counterattack began at this moment.

"Kill them!" Mr. Houtian was about to go crazy. He knew that he would lose this time. The formation was attacked, and the cavalry in Jinqian couldn't stop it. In addition, his father died tragically, and Pingshan made a rescue...

The soldiers on the front line retreated under the order, and the heavy infantry and heavy cavalry completely gave up the attack, and instead tried to stop the thieves coming from the rear.

But all their efforts were in vain. The man at the front of the cavalry with a spear rode ahead. The spear seemed to come alive in his hands, and all the people blocking him were like camphor paper on the door. Fragile and thin!

Silver light shone among the blood, and the rain and fog made the blood hazy and dyed it into a bright red mist.

Right under everyone's eyes, this team of cavalry seems to be in the land of no one, but there are only 30 to [-] people, but you can only leave their tails, but don't try to stop their steps.

The cavalry team of the rogue has broken through the defense line, and there is a flat mountain in front of them, and they will disappear in the mist in a short time.

Young Master Houtian's eyes were about to split open, and he shouted directly: "Shoot the arrow!!"

This group of soldiers only have thin armor, and the arrows at such a close range will definitely kill them. As for whether they will accidentally injure their own people... Now he can only see his father's head hanging by the saddle. I can't care less about it.

The rain of arrows tore through the thick fog and poured down, but this was nothing more than that to the leading brave general. The long spear in his hand was almost impenetrable, covering the surrounding area tightly. People are more of a burden than a help to him, maybe it will be much easier for him to ride a ride!

No one could stop them, the pair of cavalry were too fast, whizzing past like the wind, the heavy soldiers' obstruction could not be delayed for a second, but in just a quarter of an hour, they rushed into the thick fog.

"My lord! The cavalry in front of Tianjin broke through the line!"

Another subordinate rushed over in a hurry: "The rear has completely collapsed!"

The rain was getting heavier, and in the heavy rain of this summer, the fog was getting thicker and there was nothing left.

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"……The west."

"in the West."

Amidst the smog, the thick incense filled the corners of the room, making it hard to breathe. A bald man who was as old as a dry man sat in the center of the room. He lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, palms Namaste.

"There are dragons in the west, a huge change..."

Zhi Guangxiu knelt down in the corner of the room, listening to the babbling of God and God, he felt disdainful in his heart.

dragon?What dragon?Still born in the West?What kind of dragons can there be in the Kansai area? Isn't there a disaster there?Moreover, I heard that the place is full of hunger and ghosts, and dragons can be born in this kind of place...

But obviously, it doesn't matter what Zhi Guangxiu thinks, his lord is the key.

Zhi Guangxiu respects and fears his lord very much, so he is willing to give this monk who looks like a bluffing and deceiving monk a little face.

The man in the high position was looking down at the monk in the center. Today he was wearing a purple robe that can only be worn by a public servant, with three swords tied around his waist.

Zong Qigong was born with supernatural powers and high martial arts skills. For ordinary people, the heavy horse sword was in his hand but a daily saber.

"So the dragon has already appeared in the west?" His lord slowly sat up straight, and asked with great interest, "Is it in the Kansai area or the Xiahai area?"

The monk still clasped his hands together: "Dragon... I saw the bloody corpse mountain, where there are no rivers, seas and islands."

"Blood sea corpse mountain?" Zhixin Zongqi laughed, "This doesn't sound like a place that Shenlong would like, mage, is your dream really accurate?"

The question was obviously just a joke, but the monk was sweating coldly: "Mr. Zongqi, I guarantee it with my life."

"Your life is worthless to me." Zhixin Zongqi touched the handle of the knife at his waist, "But if you are right, then this dragon is very likable."

"The current battles in the Kansai area are only Tsumae and Houtian, Mingxiu, tell me, there is something serious in these two ineffective places."

The family in the corner will immediately pull out the scroll they carry with them: "Master, the latest battle report, the Tsumae Clan defeated Gota and won Hirayama Ozama, and Maedeha's land is about to change hands."

Orinobu Soki has seen these things a long time ago, but he likes complete things, both contextual and contextual, and Tomo Mitsuhide knows this well: "Goda daimyo Goda Tomomi is dead, died in Yuguang Orphan Barrel During the surprise attack, the former daimyo accepted the orphan of Yu Guang as his adopted son, and was about to prepare Yuanfu for him..."

Zhixin Zongqi commented lightly: "That one-eared Jinqian? You did a good job."

The most striking feature of the Tsuzen family in the eyes of Zhixin Zongqi turned out to be the eldest son's one ear, so much so that the whole family was labeled "one ear".

Zhi Guangxiu continued to report: "Yes! The only person related to 'Dragon' is the current governor of the Gota family, Goda Kishimi, and his name is 'Dragon of Goda'."

Zhixin Zongqi let out a little surprise: "Could it be that the old father died because of the accident of the dragon? Or did he ascend to the position of the poor family governor of Houtian?"

He tilted his head slightly distressed: "This is different from what I thought... Such a 'dragon' is too disappointing."

Before Zhi Guangxiu had time to say anything, the monk in the center of the room fell to the ground with a terrified "slap": "Mr. Zongqi! My 'dream' can't be wrong! The divine dragon in the sea of ​​mountains and blood! Mighty and merciful—"

"Shut up." The man on the main seat stopped him softly, "Master, I don't mean to disbelieve you, so... let us prove it."

"Mingxiu, prepare letters and gifts." Zhixin Zongqi laughed, "Isn't the fifteenth night coming soon? I will ask my wife to prepare a generous gift, so you can send the gift to my sister who is married far away. I miss her very much. I don't know how her husband's family treats her."

Zhi Guangxiu leaned over: "Yes!"

Mr. Zongqi's parents and brothers have all passed away long ago, and now the only remaining family member is his younger sister Zhixin City, and this Okazaki Dianyuan married into the Nagamune Gabe Clan in the most southwesterly country of the Straits.

In fact, Zhi Guangxiu still doesn't understand why this noble princess married far away. Aren't they Yuanjiang, Sanhe, and Meinong all rich lands?There are many heroes here, so why choose the husband who is farthest from his hometown?

But this is not something that Zhi Guangxiu should not take care of, he only needs to know how to follow orders.

The Houtian area is also in the southwest, just not far from the strait of Changzong.

"Ashi has her own ideas since she was a child." Zhixin Zongqi shook his head and sighed, "She insists on going her own way and marrying far away. My elder brother really can't bear it. I only hope that the mid-autumn moon on the fifteenth night and the ceremony of Yuanjiang can relieve her nostalgia .”

"Bring her another message." Yuan Jiang's daimyo decided his sister's future goal lightly, "Well...just say that as an elder brother, I miss you very much, so let her take her daughter to Houtian's house, and ask her to marry her as an excuse. An excuse, let her take a good look at Hou Tian's...'The Dragon of Hou Tian'."

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Yi Qi Discussion: The original refers to the former fighting generals, the one Lu Er Zhao San Dian Wei, but if you play too much sword flurry, you will become a single-handedly entering the enemy's battle. The setting of this world refers to the latter.