Master of Untold Daos: Eleventh who said we want to keep?
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Outside the tunnel of King Jiang’s Tomb.
In a long stone corridor, a group of killers with white cloth strips on their hands approached towards the tunnel. The lights on the wall reflected their calm faces, and the guards guarding the entrance to the tunnel saw the man in front. , Said with a smile: "It turned out to be the Lord Nighthawk, I don’t know what the Lord Nighthawk is doing here, but Lord Nighthawk ordered Lord Nighthawk to check the tunnel?"
Nighthawk's body is thin and doesn't look mighty, but everyone in the Hall of Killing knows that Nighthawk is a practitioner who enters the realm, and he has been fighting for the Hall of Killing for ten years, which can be described as a hard work. But now Nighthawk didn't want to talk too much. He reached out and took out a white strip of cloth from his arms and tied it to his arm. The guard felt something was wrong, but it was too late. Nighthawk had already pulled out the long knife on his waist. Yelled: "Kill, don't stay alive!"
Nighthawk is a cultivator who enters the realm. The master of the realm who should be guarding the tunnel has been summoned by the temple master to discuss major events. Naturally, Nighthawk knows what major events are. Naturally, they assemble an army and attack the capital. But this also gave Nighthawk a chance to have the easiest time to start.
Nighthawk waved Senhan's long knife in his hand and cut the guard who was blocking him in half with a single knife. He held the **** long knife diagonally and continued forward. His sword technique is famous for its cunning, even a master of Dao. , Fighting against him is a lingering fear. At this moment, killing these practitioners who can't hear the realm is like a tiger entering a wolf pack.
Nighthawk swung the knife again to deal with the three of them, split the three of them, and shouted behind him: "Get rid of these people quickly, or we won't have any chance to evacuate!"
More than a hundred people behind him quickly approached the tunnel, and their long swords in their hands constantly clash with more than fifty guards.
With the nighthawk, the opponent has no resistance at all, but with the effort of a cup of tea, blood is already flowing on the ground.
Nighthawk looked towards the tunnels. In order to facilitate the rapid evacuation of the army, these tunnels are not narrow and have wooden supports. Nighthawk glanced at it and waved: "Cut all these load-bearing logs."
What he brings at this moment is all elite, and cutting these load-bearing woods is just a single cut.
Looking at these load-bearing woods being cut one by one, destroying the load-bearing wood for a distance of one hundred feet, all the assassins underneath were withdrawn. Nighthawk looked at the cracked tunnel roof, flying away. Go up, and swing a palm towards the top of the tunnel, boom!
There is no load-bearing wood
The tunnel that was already crumbling collapsed at this moment.
Nighthawk nodded in satisfaction and waved: "Go, let's break through!"
Behind Nighthawk, a confidant said: "Master Nighthawk, can we really win this battle? Originally, the assassin's hall was discovered and we could evacuate, but at this moment, the tunnel has been destroyed, and they have no retreat. His Royal Highness, at most, has gathered 30,000 troops."
Nighthawk glanced at this confidant coldly, and shouted: "Remember, we are sergeants. As sergeants, we only need to obey orders. As for whether we can win or not, that is not something we should consider, go! "
In the main tomb of the Hall of Killing.
The hall master sitting on the main seat looked at the surrounding hall masters, "have all the hall masters been here?"
The guard next to him said: "It's only the Hallmaster Nighthawk."
The lord didn’t care much, and said: "I can’t wait for him. Tell him later."
The lord stood up and smiled: "I know, you have always been curious about my identity. Today, I will tell you my identity!"
The lord stretched out his hand and took off the bronze mask on his face, revealing his cheeks. The hall lord below looked at the lord’s face. There was a commotion. They never thought that the lord of the hall of killing was actually the prince. !
The lord smiled and said: "Yes, I am the prince of the Kingdom of Yan, the regent King Chen committed upheaval, did not worship in the dynasty, and did not respect the emperor's fate. He is the biggest traitor since the founding of the Kingdom of Yan. The retribution, his biological son is exactly the same as him, and he wants to commit chaos and cause his rebellion. People are not as good as the heavens. Now the regent and the general are fighting both losers and losers. (It is not true to deceive the hall master. ), it is the best opportunity for me to wait for the chaos!"
The hall masters below thought that their identities would not be seen for the rest of their lives, but now, they seem to have a chance to be washed away. Their allegiance is turned out to be His Royal Highness!
And now, it seems that there is a great opportunity to set things right, and let the royal family regain power. At that time, they were the heroes of the king! The heroes of King Qin are much better than their current status as rats. It's a far cry!
The hall masters all knelt down and said: "I will definitely help His Royal Highness to correct the chaos and let the royal family become a great treasure!"
The lord nodded comfortedly, how many years have I been waiting,
Ten years, finally waiting for this day, "Hahaha, good, I'm the equivalent of drinking this cup!"
After the talk, the hall master raised the wine glass in his hand and drank with the hall masters. At this moment, a guard hurried in and reported: "Report to the hall master, it’s no good, the hall master Nighthawk brings People will ruin the tunnel!"
The lord was shocked and furious. He smashed the wine glass in his hand and yelled: "Oh, you nighthawk, you dare to rebel. Come here, go and grab the nighthawk. !"
Just now someone went out, and another scout entered the tomb and said to the lord: "The Prince Regent, leading an army of about 30,000, has reached the mouth of the gourd!"
The lord laughed, "Chen Ming, right? You're so courageous. Are you sure there are only around thirty thousand troops?"
The scout said: "The other Flying Tigers are not moving, and even if other Flying Tigers dare to come, it will take at least three to five days to prepare."
The lord laughed loudly and said: "Being authentic, I want to do something authentically. He thought there were only three thousand people in my killing hall, right? The thirty thousand soldiers who saw him must flee? No, I have a full ten. The army of 10,000, and still occupying the right place, 30,000 offensive and 100,000, this Chen Ming is impatient to live, send my order, assemble the army quickly, prepare to capture Chen Ming, no matter whether it is dead or alive, who caught Chen Ming , Feng Wang!"
"Since he wants to die, let him die!"
When the hall masters heard the word Fengwang, their eyes were already red. When they heard the word Chen Ming, they heard not only Chen Ming, but throne.
"I'll wait, no, I will go and capture Chen Ming in the end!"
Chen Ming was not so anxious at the moment. He sat leisurely on the back of the tiger. Suddenly, in the direction of King Jiang’s Mausoleum in front, a fire suddenly lit up. Wang Meng said: "His Royal Highness, Nighthawk seems to have succeeded. Moreover, the other party found us."
Chen Ming waved his hand indifferently, "I found it. By the way, the logging belt is already connected?"
Wang Meng said: "It has been completed, and I would like to ask His Royal Highness to leave this place as soon as possible. This place is extremely dangerous. Our troops are insufficient and there are no strongholds. I am afraid that we cannot hold this place and it is difficult to protect the safety of His Royal Highness!"
Chen Ming showed a smug smile and said: "Who said we have to defend, no, no, no, we have to attack."