Ying Gu used to use soft whip, but after she became a master, she rarely used weapons. In fact, in the Ming Dynasty, there were too few opportunities to take action. She lived in seclusion in the deep palace and her biggest hobby was sewing and embroidery. Most of the clothes of Qin Feng's family were made by her.

Usually, she is a middle-aged woman with harmless humans and animals, Wen Yong and quiet, but Huo Guang will never forget the woman's violence. Her years of career in the world have allowed Yinggu to embrace the world experience that ordinary people cannot reach.

Her current weapon is a long and extremely thin steel wire, which was tailored for her by Xu Lai, the Tiangong Department. The steel wire that had lasted for more than a meter was simply shrunk in a small ball and hung on her wrist. The ball was carved with exquisite patterns, which looked like an exquisite jewelry.

But at this time, the ball was held in Yinggu's hand, and the long steel wire silently sucked and spitted like a dragon in the snowy night, silently piercing the wind and snow, and assassins who invaded the yard one by one.

These assassins are very good at fighting in complex environments, hiding good men, and are fearless of death. But in front of Yinggu, they are like babies who are still learning to speak, and they fall to the ground one by one without knowing where the attack comes. In their eyes, Yinggu is just a vague shadow. As for what weapon is killing them, they cannot be seen at all.

Often, I just feel a slight pain in my body, and the next moment, I will know nothing.

More than ten assassins with extremely strong martial arts cultivation were killed in the wind and snow in the yard in a flash.

When the last assassin fell to the ground, Bian Wenying had already crawled onto the roof where Zeng Lin was. He saw the body of the last one suddenly solidified in the wind and snow at the corner of his eyes. He no longer had any hesitation. He slammed hard with a palm, and with a slam, the roof broke, and his whole body sank into the house. Almost at the same time, the wind behind him was stern and the vest was slightly hurt.

The pain was only within a square radius the size of a needle tip, but the force that invaded the body spread to the limbs and bones in an instant. The throat was sweet and the mouth of blood was spurted out.

Bian Ruoying dived down desperately, Zeng Lin was right in front of him, a soft sword slid out of his cuff, and when the back was collapsed, the sword light sucked and pierced at Zeng Lin.

Even if you die, you will still kill Zeng Lin.

A soft cry came from behind, obviously, his undead made the woman behind him look beyond expectations. In fact, Bian Wenying's undead was not his martial arts cultivation level that had reached the point of resisting the master, but he was wearing a good soft armor. It was impossible for him to break the armor at all, but his luck was not good. The one who attacked him behind him was a master. The internal force like a tide, which concentrated within the size of the needle tip, was not something that a good armor could resist.

"Die!" He roared wildly, and a frenzied cry broke out on his tongue. Usually, he was silent when he killed people, but today, he knew that he was about to die, so he had no more worries.

The soft sword was only a few feet away from Zeng Lin. It hurt on the ankle. It didn't go down, but was pulled upwards. It sank in its heart. The soft sword in its hand was thrown out and flew towards Zeng Lin with a whimpering sound.

With such a short distance, the other party is absolutely unreasonable.

Half of his body had been pulled out of the hole in the roof, and he still opened his eyes wide and looked at the whereabouts of the soft sword.

Then, he saw the man sitting opposite Zeng Lin with a black spot in his hand, stretched out his other hand, and his two fingers were squeezing it lightly. The soft sword that was as powerful as wind and thunder drooped down like a dead snake. He threw it away casually, and it was thrown at the corner of the room with a jingle.

Almost at the same time, Bian Wenying also saw the tiles, sandalwood strips that she had broken, a mouthful of blood that she spewed out, and countless snow powder, floating in the air when Zeng Lin and the man were still a few feet away, and then flew backwards and hitting her chest and abdomen.

He flew back from the roof he jumped down like a cloud and mist. When the man was in the air, he could no longer move. The man's blow in the room closed the meridians in his body.

With a snap, he fell on the roof, and the woman who killed all his commands was standing in front of him, staring at him curiously.

"So there are two masters." Bian Wenying let out a heavy breath, feeling sad. Bian Shuai, it was not that his subordinates were not trying their best, but that he was unable to catch his strength.

I was actually attacked by two masters, let alone myself, if anyone else had to return with hatred.

Yinggu carried Bian Wenying and jumped down from the hole. Huo Guang looked at her with a smile: "Yinggu, you have failed. If you were the only one, I am afraid that County Governor Zeng would be in trouble. It seems that you have been in the deep palace for a long time and there is not much experience left in the past."

Yinggu gave him a look, and Huo Guang immediately shrank his head.

"A level nine assassin, I really didn't expect it." He glanced at Bian Wenying on the ground, "It's rare that he is willing to be an assassin with such a high skill."

Yinggu did not expect that Bian Wenying's martial arts cultivation was so powerful. If a person with a slightly poor cultivation level had already been shattered by her attack behind her back, his internal organs would have been broken and he could not die anymore. However, Bian Wenying still launched the final attack after being hit by her.

Zeng Lin walked to Bian Wenying and looked at the face, with a slightly distorted look on her face: "Are you Bian Wenying, the clerk in Bian's tent?"

Bian Wenying stared at him with wide eyes, her body was weak, but it did not prevent him from speaking: "Zeng Lin, it turns out that you have betrayed the State of Chu and become the lackey of the Ming people."

Zeng Lin smiled: "Master Bian wants to do something wrong and seize the six eastern counties, causing thousands of people in the six eastern counties to fall into war again and suffer unexpected disasters. How can Zeng Lin sit still? Whether it is me or the six eastern counties, no one wants to fight again. Bian Wenying and Bian Shuai's plan has long been seen by Zeng."

Bian Wenying sneered: "At this moment, General Bian's tens of thousands of troops have launched an attack on Kunling County. If Zhou Jiyun is destroyed, he will naturally turn back and deal with you."

Zeng Lin shook her head and said, "You are so naive. Since I knew you would not assassinate me for a long time, how could you not know your plans for Kunling County? Bian Shuai, I am afraid that he will be bleeding from the head in Kunling County."

There were chaotic footsteps in the yard, and teams of soldiers came to the scene and rushed into the yard. A general's voice came from outside.

"Mr. Zeng, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I've cleaned up the bodies and put them in their place. Don't panic!" Zeng Lin replied in a deep voice.

"Abide by the order!"

Yinggu glanced at Bian Wenying: "What should I do with this guy?"

"Of course, it was slaughtered with one knife." Huo Guang threw the chess piece into the chess box with a smile.

"After all, it's a member of the Bian family. Don't kill it and send it back to Grandma Bian!" Zeng Lin said with a smile. "Give him another warning, Bian Wenying went back and told Supervisor Bian that now I put down my weapons and surrender, whether I or the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, I can treat it as nothing has happened before, and I can still keep him rich and prosperous for the rest of my life."

"Bah!" Bian Wenying flew towards Zeng Lin with a spit.

Zeng Lin dodged sideways, his face slightly darkened.

Huo Guang smiled and bent over and gently slapped Bian Wenying on his body: "Just as the county magistrate said, please return this guy to Bian Wushuang. He would not be able to assassinate the county magistrate. He also knew that we would not eat in the future and would not be able to sleep. He was afraid that we would treat him by his own way and assassinate him!"

"I don't have the ability to assassinate the commander of the first army among thousands of troops." Ying Gu said.

"It's good to scare him." Huo Guang laughed loudly.

Bian Wenying was beaten by Huo Guang, but she didn't feel any pain. Instead, a warm force wandered around in her body. His eyes showed a look of horror and despair. Wherever this force went, the true power he had practiced was like snow meeting the sun, and it melted without a trace in an instant.

In Xiangzhou, on the banks of the Sishui River, Yan on the river led two thousand cavalry to arrive here while the night was dark. Sishui was not wide, only about ten feet wide, but it was an insurmountable natural danger for the cavalry. But at this time, dozens of ships were connected heads and tails on the river, and were tightly tied together with chains, with thick wooden boards on the ship. A smooth road had already appeared in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Yan Shangshang couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Although Ning Zhiwen had left, he still had a powerful force on the waterway.

"General Jiang!" A dark-skinned man came up.

"Do you know me?" Jiang Shangyan turned over and dismounted and asked curiously.

"The villain used to work with General Ning, and was fortunate to meet General Jiang several times." The man smiled and handed over a drawing. "About ten miles away, the ships transporting food and grass from Bian's troops were crossing the river. At most one hour, the bandits on Wohu Mountain would arrive at the ferry to transport grain. This is the drawing there."

After taking the drawings, Jiang Shangyan nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Things are all done." The man smiled.

Jiang Shangyan looked at the drawings a few times, put them in her arms, turned over the horse, and waved her hand and said, "Cross the river."

Two thousand cavalry rode their horses onto a river of boats, and after half an hour, they disappeared into the night on the other side.

At the same time, four ships with the flags of Bian's troops were loaded with ships of food at the ferry more than ten miles away, slowly sailing away from the ferry and heading towards the opposite shore.

On Wohu Mountain, Bian Wenming, who was hiding here, was walking down the mountain with more than 2,000 troops, who were about to take over the military rations.
Chapter completed!