Mythical big man, champion soldier saint

Chapter 122 Resurrection, Supreme Master 【Ticket Request】

The night is quiet, but the long street is full of murderous intentions.

Xu Yi, who was behind Wei Qing, suddenly jumped up and attacked from behind.

The two sides are close at hand.

But the lieutenant beside Wei Qing was faster than him, and he took a step ahead, standing between Xu Yi and Wei Qing.

The two attack and defend, and they have completed a confrontation in an instant.

What surprised Xu Yi was that the lieutenant seemed to have been on guard against him for a long time, and as soon as he made a move, his shoulders pressed down, and the whole body fit into him and ran towards him.

boom!
The whole long street seemed to shake.

Xu Yi felt a violent force like the Yangtze River rushing into his body, his body lost weight and retreated, a large amount of blood mist oozed out from the impacted position, and the bones in his chest almost collapsed.

The bravery of this lieutenant general was beyond expectation.

"Stop him, he's not the real Xu Yi, hide his head and show his tail!"

There was a strong sense of friction in this lieutenant general's voice, his face also changed after the fight, and his body was much taller. It turned out to be Cao Qiao under the spy's command.

He appeared here because Ru Bohu and Huo Qubing had judged in advance that the other party might kill Wei Qing, so they made arrangements.

A few days is enough for Cao Qiao to rush to Beiguan in person.

The assassin's mouth began to bleed, but there was a sly smile on his face, and he stared at Wei Qing: "You won't survive tonight!"

Changes follow.

Not far away, where the wall was cracked, amidst the sound of pig iron grinding the ground, a bronze military chariot appeared behind the cracked wall.

Cao Qiao turned his head to look, his expression suddenly changed: "Fix the formation!"

Somehow, the military vehicle was able to be transported to the heavily guarded border town, and when it broke through the wall, there were two giant continuous crossbows placed side by side on the vehicle.

The ballista is a kind of ordnance placed on the city wall, which can release sixty large crossbow bolts and countless small crossbow bolts at the same time.It needs several people to control, and the ingenious thing is that it is more than six feet long. The tail end of the large crossbow arrow like a battle spear is tied with a rope.

This ballista was designed by Mozi, the ancestor of Mohism.

And the ballista in front of him was shining with blue light, and there were spells everywhere. It was by no means an ordinary artifact, and its power must be even greater.

hum!
The shape is exaggerated, like a ballista with wild goose wings, spells flicker, the button sounds, and arrows are shot out in rows.

It's so fast that it can't be seen at all, just like lightning bolts moving!
The surrounding pro-army fell down in pieces before they even had time to react, and the ground was instantly stained red with blood.

The sound of armor and crossbow bolts rubbing against each other was extremely ear-piercing.

And even the armor can't stop the shooting of this ballista.

Some of the pro-army desperately stood in front of Wei Qing, even with the thickness of the stacked corpses, they wanted to stop the arrows and protect Wei Qing.

The whole body of the crossbow is made of bronze, like a thunderbolt across the sky, invincible!
In the rear, a stone wall facing the street was pierced by a large crossbow arrow, earth and rocks collapsed, the wall was shot through, cracked and collapsed, the power was astonishing to the extreme.

The other party was able to mobilize a ballista, but it was unexpected, and even Cao Qiao was shocked by it.

Behind the ballista, there stood five or six figures with different images, and they jointly controlled the ballista.

Wei Qing's military energy was surging in his body, and a layer of armor bound by military energy emerged on his body, which combined with the energy of all the people around him to form an array barrier.

Clang-clang!
The arrow pierced through the air and collided with the military formation formed by Wei Qing and the pro-army.

At this time, at the top of another street-facing building a little far away, a black shadow flew towards the long street with a low whistling sound.

But it was an oval metal object, spinning and flying from the top of the building, like a giant dart, with a diameter of Zhang Xu!
The Mo family's breaking wheel... Cao Qiao's heart tightened.

He was standing in front of the queue, holding a black arm shield with staggered textures, and was also resisting crossbow arrows.

In the air, the broken city wheel went straight to Wei Qing.

Several soldiers swung their knives to slash, and the knives and guns were immediately twisted and flew out of their hands.

The city-breaking wheel uses a rotating force, the more it rotates, the stronger the momentum, superimposed layer upon layer.

When the formation of the surrounding pro-army was impacted by it, and they couldn't help being confused, there was also a change in the shadow projected by the moonlight on the ground under the flywheel. Someone hid in it with a secret technique, and appeared like a ghost. Wei Qing.

That thing landed on Wei Qing's military armor, exploding countless incantations, and then the incantations also exploded at the same time.

Wei Qing's bodyguard spirit fluctuated violently.

The figure dodged left and right in the gaps between several pro-military soldiers, as if there was no entity, and approached Wei Qing.

Clang!
There was the sound of weapons colliding, and people's shadows intertwined.

Wei Qing took a step back, his figure swaying slightly.

After the person who attacked him fell to the ground, there was blood oozing out of his chest quickly.

At this time, horseshoes were thundering on the long street, and the Han army galloped to help.

These Han soldiers held bows and crossbows and shot at the ballista one after another.

"go!"

Someone in the sneak attacking team scolded lightly, and several people jumped up one after another, wanting to retreat.

When they jumped onto the surrounding buildings, they saw large nets were suddenly cast down from the buildings, almost covering half of the long street, covering several people head-on, and none of them slipped through the nets.

On the street, Cao Qiao let out a sigh of relief and turned to Wei Qing: "Are you okay?"

Wei Qing fought against the attacker, and there was a touch of blood on his lower abdomen.

The change in his face turned out to be not Wei Qing himself either.

He is a secret reconnaissance envoy under Cao Qiao, and he practiced military methods, pretending to replace Wei Qing's identity.

Cao Qiao looked at the soldiers who died in a short time.

Wei Qing was a fake, and most of these pro-military forces were pretended to be secret agents, but the people really died, and the death was lighter than a feather, and they died under the attack of the dark forces.

Tonight's accident, Wei Qing will appear on the long street, Cao Qiao has long been prepared.

It's just that I didn't expect the opponent's attack and killing to be so fierce and intertwined, it was almost a frontal charge, which was very different from the previous method of hiding in the dark and planning.There is also a large ordnance such as a ballista. The offensive is so fierce that even though it was prepared for a secret investigation, the loss is not small.

On the long street, there was a strong smell of blood, and corpses were piled up.

"Are you fake?"

Xu Yi, who was seriously injured, was still alive. He stared at Wei Qing, who showed his true face, and made a low voice in his throat: "It doesn't matter if it's fake, but if you're not dead, the real one must die!"

Cao Qiao frowned.

The real Wei Qing wasn't here at all, but from what the other party said, they both seemed to know where Wei Qing was.

They probably launched two assassinations at the same time, because they couldn't tell the difference between the real and the fake, so the two sides attacked and killed Wei Qing together?

At the same moment, Cao Qiao felt a little sensation and looked towards the corner of the long street.

In that direction, there is a faint aura of divine sense, which is quietly disappearing without a trace.

Just now someone turned into a soul to watch the battle in secret... Cao Qiao thought to himself: If someone watches, they can trace their whereabouts. Huo Hou's arrangement will surprise these people...

Not far away, the sound of horseshoes hurried.

A spy guard rode close to him: "General Wei Qing has also been attacked!"

They really found the position of the general... Cao Qiao suddenly felt his scalp tingle.

Fortunately, the spy guard said: "The general is fine, but he was disturbed."

……

At the same time, somewhere in the city, in a dark mansion, a person opened his eyes in a quiet room, and withdrew the released soul:

"The one on the street is a fake. The secret investigator may have expected that we will come to kill Wei Qing, and made arrangements in advance. They are all secret investigators."

In the darkness beside the speaker, there was another person who continued:
"True or false, it was already expected. It is not surprising that both failed.

After all, Wei Qing was a general of the Han Dynasty, so it was not so easy to kill him. "

"Tonight is just a test of the defense force around Wei Qing, the layout of the secret investigation, and the manpower. We have almost touched it. We will find a chance to kill him next time. It's a pity that two ballistas are not easy to make."

The two discussed in low voices and exchanged opinions.

"Let's go. This border town will soon be under further martial law, and every place will be searched!"

Two figures walked out of the darkness, one with a square face and the other with a cold expression, both wearing dark clothes.

The square-faced one was wearing Taoist robes, and the other one with a cold expression was old, around sixty.

"Li Ling, have you found out what Wei Qing is going to do to mobilize supplies and armaments to the border?" the old man asked.

"No. I'm checking...Leave first and then talk..."

The two were about to leave when they suddenly looked at the door of the room together, showing a guarded look.

The door opened silently, and a tall man, wearing a black Hanfu with a wide robe and long sleeves, walked in from the outside.

The man didn't make a sound when he landed, and he wasn't angry at all.It was only after entering the room that he had a slightly slender face with pale complexion.

His eyes are sharp, the front of the bridge of the nose is slightly curved, and the corners of his lips and jaw are clearly turned.

The person who appeared suddenly was full of terrifying aura.

"Who is responsible for the attack on Wei Qing tonight?"

The voice of the person who came in said without any ups and downs.

The two people in the room inexplicably felt a chill in their hearts, and they were about to make a move, but saw that the man's hands changed, forming a rather complicated handprint, with a calm demeanor.

When the two saw the fingerprints, they immediately showed disbelief.

The handprints are used by the forces they belong to to identify their identities. Even if outsiders have seen them, they will not understand the meaning of them.

The two were stunned for a moment, and then said: "May I ask who you are?"

……

Thousands of miles away in Chang'an, in the Great Hall of the Guards, the corner of Huo Qubing's mouth was slightly curled up: "My lord?"

Centering on the assassination of Wei Qing, the two sides made repeated changes and each had their own arrangements.

One of Huo Qubing's tricks was to use his tricks, release the "writer" who was beaten to death by him, and go to Beiguan with Cao Qiao.

The author is inside the 'cult', and his identity is obviously extraordinary.

And if people of this level are killed, there is a high probability that they will not spread it everywhere, so as not to cause unnecessary turmoil.

Furthermore, based on the weird and secretiveness of the dark power, it is foreseeable that the members do not know each other.

Huo Qubing judged that the author was dead, and within the dark forces, only the top people should know.

This gave him the opportunity to use the corpse to resurrect his soul and use his identity as the author to do something.

In military tactics, this is called fishing in troubled waters.

The writer who appeared was now controlled by Huo Qubing's division of soul and the technique of yin and body co-refining, and he was resurrected from the corpse.

There are still many flaws in his change, it is difficult to hide it from people of the same level, but it is difficult for those with weaker cultivation to distinguish.

As for the hand gestures he used when he showed up, it was one of the news that Ru Bohu had asked before executing the traitorous Commander-in-Chief of the secret investigation, which happened to give Huo Qubing a chance to use it.

In the main hall of Chang'an, Song Ran, who was in charge of cooperating with Huo Qubing, observed his words and asked, "Huo Hou's plan is completed?"

Huo Qubing shook his head slightly, but did not respond.

He was thinking that the secret force was ultimately trying to lure the Huns to break through.

So can the author be used to send false news to the Huns to form strategic assistance.

Ps: The next chapter is in the early morning~
(End of this chapter)