My Past Life Simulator

   Chapter 15 015 [Who are you? 】

  At dusk, Xuanjia Ruishi arrived at a crystal clear river. In the afterglow of the sun, a town with tens of thousands of people gathered into everyone's eyes.

   "There are about 500 people in the Qinghe militia, and they only train for half a month every year during the slack season. According to the information obtained by the spies, their weapons can only be equipped with less than 200 people.

The    militia guard is the eldest son of the Gao family, so these five hundred people are likely to resist desperately. Let's go straight to Huanglong, rush into Gao's house and kill anyone, no matter if they are women or children. "

  The voice of the Wu instructor had a coldness that made people feel terrified.

  Rishi, who had not seen blood yet, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. Whether they were young or old, women or children, killing anyone when they saw it was a challenge to their moral bottom line.

   "We are soldiers, they are bandits. Besides, we eat imperial food, Shangguan has a life, and we have to follow. When we go to Tianwang Laozi, we can also make sense."

   Probably seeing the hesitant psychology of the recruits, the martial arts instructor persuaded and persuaded them.

"kill!"

   Can't continue to delay, otherwise the morale of this gang will slowly decline until their hearts collapse and they can't kill the killer.

  The martial arts instructor took the lead, pulled out his machete and rushed towards Qinghe Town.

   Seeing this, all the cavalrymen immediately abandoned their distracting thoughts and followed suit.

   "Boom!"

  More than 200 cavalrymen entered Qinghe Town from the town monument, along the road paved with blue bricks, all the way to the Gao family mansion.

   "Gaofu? The garrison of a small town with ten thousand people dares to call it the government? Encircle it, don't let the thieves escape."

"boom!"

   The black armored warriors violently broke through the door and rushed in like a tide.

   "Who dares to break into my high mansion?"

"kill!"

   In the face of the person suspected of being the old housekeeper, the head of the martial arts teacher raised his hand without saying a word, and cut off his neck with a knife.

  The headless corpse instantly turned into a human fountain, and blood spurted out of the cavity.

  He Zhao led Gan Ping and nine people all the way to the back house.

   After a while, he ran into a private slave with a sword.

   "Poof—"

  The ruthless man raised his hand and threw an arrow, which pierced the throat of the leader in his breath. The power of the arrow was undiminished, and it was only after the three people were continuously penetrated that it was exhausted.

"kill!"

The voice of    fell, and the three arrows raised his hand again.

   When the private slaves rushed to the front, there were only five people left.

   "Pfft!" "Pfft!"

   hacked to death.

The crowd led by the    martial instructor headed into the back house.

   At the same time, shouts of killing came from outside.

   "Gao Dapeng, come out."

   "Squeak!"

  Two doors with ancient charm and ancient fragrance, carved with exotic flowers and plants, were pushed open from the inside. An old man with white hair and beard walked out of it, and behind him, there were dozens of women and children.

   "Who the **** are you?"

  The old man named Gao Dapeng asked with red eyes.

   "Mysterious Armored Warrior."

   "Can you spare my family?"

  The martial arts instructor sneered, what a joke, it said that you have the heart of rebellion, how can you shock the hearts of the world by only removing the first evil!

"kill!"

   "Poof—" "Poof—"

   Dozens of arrows flew into the hall, killing most of Bangao's family.

   "Fix the knife, search."

  The martial arts instructor tilted his head and instructed He Zhao and the others.

   "Here!"

   Dozens of people poured into the house and slashed with their knives, learning about human life.

  After killing all the people in the hall, everyone scattered and went to each room to search to see if anyone was hiding.

   After a quarter of an hour, all of them returned, and a small number of people were stained with blood.

   "Sir, there are a total of 123 corpses in the Gao family, but the 18th concubine is missing." From beginning to end, the adjutant, who looked on with a cold eye, stepped forward to report.

   "After returning to the imperial capital, issue the sea capture document." The head of the martial arts waved his hand, rather disinterested. An eighteen-bedroom concubine, what kind of waves can come out?

   "In addition, after killing all the Qinghe militiamen, rest on the spot and wait for the departure tomorrow."

   "Here!"

  He Zhao led the people and started beheading, and by the way used lime nitrification.

   These things must be presented, and if they are missing, they will be punished.

   For a moment, the black armored warrior with **** armor entered the mansion and reported the battle situation.

   "Sir, most of the Qinghe militiamen have retreated."

  "Whether we are chasing."

   Before he could finish speaking, the martial instructor waved his hand to interrupt.

   "Come in and rest, the ones who should worry about those wandering soldiers should be the local officials in Wancheng. We are only responsible for destroying the Gao family, and the rest will be ignored."

When the    lantern was lit, the high mansion became lively again, but unfortunately it changed the owner.

   When the martial arts instructor arranged the light and dark posts and patrols, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to sit in the hall to write official documents.

   On the other side, He Zhao returned from the thatched hut to the large courtyard, and everyone gathered together in twos and threes to eat dry food.

   "Hot water is coming!"

   Gan Ping is carrying a big bucket, and the bucket exudes bursts of heat.

   "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, didn't you guys just drink a bowl? Go away and let the brothers who haven't drunk come over."

   When some military men saw this, they just smiled honestly, and then stepped aside.

   After all, Gan Ping's biological father is Qing Ningbo, so his words are somewhat useful.

   "If you have enough to eat and drink, you should change your sentinel, and you should patrol. Don't be lazy and be lazy. Who isn't tired?"

   "Gan Gongzi is open and bright!"

   A group of people followed suit, and the soldiers who had just finished eating ran away to change their defenses as if they were shy.

  He Zhao looked at the happy people in front of him, and couldn't see that these people had just seen blood.

   "Brother Zhao, come with a bowl of hot water to get rid of the cold."

   Gan Ping carried the bucket, scooped out a bowl from it and handed it over.

"thanks."

   "Hi! Who are our brothers, don't say thank you."

   He Zhao took the water bowl and was about to drink it when the chill of death enveloped his head in an instant.

  You can't drink it, you'll die if you drink it!

   His eyes blazed fiercely, a bowl of hot water slammed directly on the smiling Gan Ping's face, raised his hand and shouted angrily.

   "Who are you?"

  This person is definitely not that kid Gan Ping, no matter how sloppy this guy is, he will not poison him in front of countless people during the mission.

   When it happened, let alone the second son of Qing Ningbo, even the eldest son could not escape the punishment of beheading.

   "Brother Zhao, what are you talking about?"

   Gan Ping covered his face with his hands and grinned from the hot water.

The people next to    noticed the dispute between the two and immediately surrounded them.

  Although everyone usually doesn't see the surname Gan very much, but since tonight's slaughter battle, he is also regarded as a comrade.

   "Gan Gongzi, what's wrong?"

   "Master He lost his temper again! Who doesn't know the whole elite camp, this fellow will beat up when he gets angry."

   is unpopular, He Zhao is a real person who hates dogs.

   In order to brush up his proficiency, he really offended these comrades a lot.

   "Sigh!"

   Suddenly, the black armored warriors in the courtyard suddenly vomited.

   A large group of people fell down between breaths, showing obvious symptoms of respiratory reflux failure. At the same time, their pupils first narrowed and then dilated, and some even appeared asymmetrical.

   "Blowfish poison?!"

   (end of this chapter)