Monarch of Evernight: Three counts to kill

bsp;More than ten calculation chips fell into the jade plate, jumping endlessly, like pearls and jade on the ground, and finally calmed down. The old man in linen opened his eyes and looked at the calculation chips, and at the same time made a secret in his hand.

When he saw the outcome of the settlement, his whole body was suddenly shaken, his face showed extreme panic, and he stood up to escape. Just as he bounced off the ground, he let out a muffled groan and fell down. His face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the calculations in the jade plate scarlet.

The first squirt of blood was like a faucet opening. Blood kept pouring out of the mouth of the old man in sackcloth and could no longer be stopped. He reached out to cover it, but to no avail, and his breath quickly declined.

Knowing that he would die, the old man in sackcloth struggled to sit up, dipped his fingers in his own blood, and quickly wrote a few large characters on the ground. However, the more he wrote, the more he trembled, and the handwriting was blurry and slanted. Finally, the old man in sackcloth tilted his body, fell down, and could no longer move.

The waiter outside the door heard the movement and greeted several times outside the door. Seeing that there was no movement inside, he hesitated and knocked again. When there was no response, he looked a little bad. After hesitating for a moment, he boldly pushed the door open, looked through the crack in the door, and immediately screamed and fell on his butt. Sit down on the ground. Then he turned over and got up, and ran away like a whirlwind.

A moment later, a middle-aged man with a majestic face walked quickly, and the waiter ran wildly behind him before he could keep up.

The middle-aged man pushed open the door and walked into the quiet room, his face instantly became extremely ugly.

The waiter followed behind, breathing heavily: "I heard something wrong outside. I opened the door and looked at it. It was already like this. I came to report it to you immediately without any delay."

The middle-aged man walked up to the old man in sackcloth, stretched out his hand to test his breath, and then touched places such as behind his ears and his heart. His face was as gloomy as if water was dripping from his face. He stood up straight, followed the old man's fingers, and looked at the **** words on the ground.

"Great things can be accomplished, but it's just like a snake rising..." the middle-aged man read softly.

The words at the back are almost in a **** mass, and I can't even make them out. After reading for a long time, he said bitterly: "I am about to die, so I can't write less nonsense!"

If you are not so literal-minded, you can leave some key information.

He ordered the waiter to get a pen and paper, accurately trace the words in blood and the random traces behind them on the paper, then turned around and left.

The waiter asked from behind: "Sir, what should I do with Mr. Huangfu's body?"

"Buried." The middle-aged man left these two words behind and flew away like the wind.

The locomotive crossed the vast wilderness and headed straight for Tingchao City like a dragon. This specially built heavy-duty locomotive has excellent endurance, and its huge body has enough space to store black crystals. It drove all the way from Nanqing to Tingchao City.

At the gate of the city, a caravan and some travelers were queuing up to enter the city. Although they were in good order, they could not conceal the desolation after the war. There are traces of hasty repairs everywhere on the city wall, and the charred blackness left by artillery fire in many places is still vivid in my mind.

The roar of the locomotive was so astonishing that a column of smoke and dust could be seen from a distance, and the body of the locomotive could not be seen clearly. The force of the locomotive was like thunder, and it was like a chariot charging. The lookout post at the top of the city suddenly looked nervous when he saw this uninvited guest, who was obviously not a friendly person, and sent a signal to the same group of defenders below.

The defenders of this section of the city wall moved in response. The machine gunner and deputy turned their guns and pointed them in the direction Qianye was running towards. Qianye turned a blind eye to the obviously adjusted muzzle of the gun pointed at him, and rushed directly into the range of the defender's machine gun. He barely reached the city gate before braking. The tires of the motorcycle rubbed violently against the ground, making a harsh sound. The huge body of the motorcycle rotated twice and was pushed by the huge inertia to slide for tens of meters before barely stopping.

The smoke gradually dispersed, revealing Qianye's figure. He raised his head and looked towards the tower. The defenders had different expressions. Some were nervous, some were confused, and some were tremblingly pointing their guns in other directions, obviously showing fear.

After the hustle and bustle, there is silence.

In the dead silence, I suddenly heard a click, which was the sound of the machine gun safety opening. The person controlling the machine gun was obviously a novice. His face was pale and his hands were shaking. The veteran next to him was shocked and slapped him, knocking him several times and scolding him in a low voice: "Do you want to kill everyone?"

The recruit looked confused and looked around at his colleagues. He was surprised to find that several of them had actually moved their guns away from the shooting position.

At this moment, more and more defenders recognized Qianye and the man who killed Luo Bingfeng. In fact, the siege of Luo Bingfeng was too high-end, and these ordinary soldiers could not understand the danger of that battle. The battle that truly established Qianye's power was actually the series of battles that sealed the gates of Tingchao City.

How could there ever be such a legend about a city being sealed off by a single person?

No matter how tough and brave the Chaocheng defenders are, they are still human beings, and they are still afraid of death, and they are not willing to die needlessly. Since Luo Bingfeng's death in battle, Tingchao City has been occupied by the Empire and Yong Ye respectively. After the two battles, the soldiers who were not afraid of death have long been turned into corpses, and the rest are either new recruits or veterans.

If it weren't for this, Qianye had put on such a malicious attack on the city. According to the original elite and bravery of the city guard, he would have fired a machine gun to greet him.

Seeing that there was no movement in the city, Qianye was slightly disappointed and shook his head. He had originally planned to fight a few battles on this trip, but now that the defenders were so weak, unexpectedly, his plan came to nothing.

Qianye did not get off the motorcycle, raised his voice and said, "I am Qianye, the Lord of Tingchao City, open the city gate for me!"

The defenders on the city looked at each other.

In a large city like Chaocheng, the city gates usually have double or even triple sets. Usually only part of it is open for people and vehicles to pass. Only when troops are sent out in war or there is a formal ceremony, the city gate will be fully opened. This requires the power of the steam tower, which cannot be pushed by a few soldiers.

Now Qianye is looking at the door and refuses to enter, obviously asking for the city gate to be opened. If he is really the lord of a city, this request is more of a symbolic meaning, which means he has officially settled in. It is not too much to say.

The fact that Qianye became the Lord of Tingchao City was only announced to the top officials in the city. The gatekeepers at the city gate knew about it, but the soldiers below had no way of knowing. After all, this matter is a bit shameful. I heard that the major forces in Chaocheng have not yet decided how to deal with this appointment, so naturally they will not publicize it.

The soldiers guarding the city were at a loss and all looked at the officers. The gatekeeper had just received the news and ran up the stairs. At this moment, he secretly took a breath of cold air. Knowing that there was no escape, he walked to the wall and said: "I have met the Lord of the City!"

Qianye pointed at the machine gun position and said coldly: "Since you know that I am the city lord, how can you still dare to point a gun at me? Or do you no longer take Zhang Buzhou seriously?"

The position of Qianye's city lord was personally designated by Zhang Buzhou and announced by people from the Heavenly King's Mansion. Although everyone knows what is going on inside, in the eyes of outsiders, it is indeed King Zhang Tian’s intention. Qianye insists that disrespecting himself means disrespecting Zhang Buzhou, which seems to be correct.

The gatekeeper couldn't see that Qianye was here to cause trouble. While sending people to the city to report urgently, he scolded the soldiers and ordered them to put away their weapons and pointed their guns at the murderer. If he wasn't looking for death, what else could he be?

Of course, the gatekeeper also forgot to give the order to the maintenance room. Two small power towers nearby started up, the steam pipes made a low roar, and the gates of Chaocheng City slid to both sides along the track.

Qianye started the locomotive and drove slowly into the city gate, saying: "Come here, take me to the city lord's mansion!"

The gatekeeper immediately assigned a few people and ordered them to lead the way. These are all old, weak, sick, and disabled, and it would take some time to even run to the City Lord's Mansion. The gatekeeper obviously wanted to delay time so that the people in the city could prepare.

However, how could Qianye give him this opportunity? The figure flashed and appeared next to the gatekeeper. He picked him up and said, "Just go with me!"

The gatekeeper was so scared that he lost his mind. When he met Qianye's eyes and saw the coldness deep in his eyes, he immediately shuddered. Knowing that there was no escape, he had no choice but to follow Qianye down to the city.

Qianye got on the motorcycle, and the gatekeeper was already a little dizzy. He had no time to let anyone drive over. The motorcycle started up and he subconsciously ran ahead to lead the way.

The motorcycle roared like thunder on the street, and everyone looked sideways wherever it passed. They also saw the gatekeeper running wildly in front of them. Everyone was curious about what happened. The brave ones followed.

After a while, we arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion. Qianye got off the motorcycle and looked at this majestic mansion and the soldiers gathered at the gate.

Many tall and ferocious-looking warriors crowded the gate. They had their arms crossed, their chins raised, and they stared at Qianye from the corners of their eyes, with provocative expressions on their faces.

The gatekeeper has disappeared at this time.

Qianye took off his goggles, jumped off the motorcycle, kicked the motorcycle over, and walked slowly towards the city lord's palace.

All the City Lord's Mansion soldiers stood still, motionless, and obviously had no intention of giving way. Qianye took a quick look and didn't see anyone with an officer's mark inside. The highest rank was only a sergeant, which meant he was at the fourth or fifth level of Force cultivation.

These cannon fodder can be destroyed with a raised hand, but the problem is that destroying them will not help, but will make Qianye look cruel and murderous.

Whether someone is driving and instigating from behind, or these people come out to block the car on their own, Qianye does not intend to let them have the illusion that they can use this to coerce themselves.

He walked towards the city lord's palace without stopping, treating those who blocked his path as nothing. At the same time, he exhaled and spoke loudly. Although the sound was not very loud, it actually covered less than half of Tingchao City.

"Are you no longer paying attention to Zhang Buzhou's orders? Is what he said just bullshit?"

Qianye’s words instantly caused everyone’s expressions to change. Although Chaocheng has changed hands twice, so far, no one has dared to be disrespectful to Zhang Buzhou. Qianye’s words may seem like he is defending Zhang Buzhou’s order, but he is actually referring to Zhang Buzhou. The nose is scolding.

The city lord's palace was still silent, and Qianye had already walked to the front row of soldiers. Each of these warriors was taller and taller than Qianye. However, as the light in Qianye's eyes turned colder, the gap in momentum between the two sides quickly widened.

“I don’t know whether to live or die!”

Qianye took a step forward and bumped into hundreds of burly men in front of him!

"Stop!" A loud shout rang out from the city lord's mansion at this time, but it was already too late.

As Qianye moved around, the warriors crowded at the gate suddenly felt a powerful force falling on them out of thin air. Everyone felt like a huge boulder was weighed on their backs, and the roar of the sea waves could be faintly heard in their ears.

The pressure was so heavy that these ordinary soldiers could not resist it. Many people's eyes went dark, their throats felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. In the blink of an eye, no one could still stand.

Not only that, the gate and gate tower of the City Lord's Mansion could not withstand the terrifying pressure of the domain. After shaking a few times, they collapsed!

Bricks and stones rained down on the soldiers who fell to the ground. Many of them had already suffered internal injuries, but this time it was even worse, with muscles and bones broken. rw