Chapter 120 Killing one is killing, it’s better to kill both

"boom!"

The ground in the distance shattered, creating a huge crater several feet deep.

After all, the shot was never struck.

The torrent is coming.

Three hundred heavy cavalrymen stood quietly, silent except for the sound of the pounding rain.

The atmosphere gradually became chilly.

A two-meter-tall red flame horse slowly walked out.

On horseback, a figure covered in black armor shouted angrily: "You are so brave, you dare to kill Wu Qinghou, someone comes and takes him down."

Li Wensong's eyes were filled with boundless anger.

Anger burned in his chest!

Damn it!

Just one step slower.

If those damn Ming Cult thieves hadn't stopped him, he would have arrived long ago.

This guy deserves to die!

"Wu Qinghou?" Lin Mang looked at the visitor, sneered, and said coldly: "See clearly, this is not Wu Qinghou, but a person from the White Lotus Sect. These people from the White Lotus Sect are all under his command.

people!"

"When did the people from the White Lotus Sect become the marquis of my Ming Dynasty!"

"If I remember correctly, Marquis Wu Qing is still under a ban, right?"

Lin Mang's momentum gradually grew.

The last words were as loud as a bell, deafening and deafening.

It is a fact that Marquis Wu Qing colluded with the White Lotus Sect and defied the imperial edict.

If he were alive, all these things would be washed away by the downpour. Not many people would really care about the death of thousands of Jin Yiwei.

But if he is still alive, then the charges against Wu Qinghou will never be washed away.

Even if everyone knew that he killed Wu Qinghou, no one could kill him on this crime.

He is Jin Yiwei!

The emperor's own army!

Attacking and killing Jin Yiwei is a serious crime, and this kind of thing cannot be made public.

Internal struggles can occur in Jinyiwei, but Jinyiwei cannot die at the hands of others.

That's a slap in the emperor's face.

It even chilled the hearts of all the royal guards.

As an emperor, if you can't even protect your own subordinates, how can you convince others in the future?

What's more, it's the sword in his hand - Jin Yiwei.

Marquis Wu Qing is dead, but he is not dead either.

From the moment he said that he came as a Jianghu person, he understood.

The person who died here today was not Wu Qinghou, but a Jianghu man. The real Wu Qinghou is still under confinement.

Perhaps Wu Qinghou, who originally said this, never thought that he would really die here.

Presumably, in a few days, news will spread from the Wuqinghou Mansion that Wuqinghou contracted a malignant disease and passed away.

Li Wensong's face darkened, and there was a hint of cold murderous intent in his eyes.

What a sharp-tongued boy!

I underestimated him!

He knew what the eldest brother had done, and he had advised him when he left the capital. However, the eldest brother insisted on leaving the capital, and now there is a separation between yin and yang.

Li Wensong pulled the reins and said coldly: "Lin Qianhu, this matter is not over yet!"

As Lin Mang said, the charges against the eldest brother cannot be washed away.

The top priority now is to return to Beijing as soon as possible to minimize losses and prevent those civil servants from adding insult to injury.

Once the eldest brother dies, the power of the Wuqing Hou family will never be the same again.

"Wait a minute!"

Lin Mang stopped him and sneered: "Commander Li, you don't know what crime you should be guilty of if you lead troops to leave the capital without permission!"

Shenshu camp!

These heavy cavalry clearly came from Shenshu Camp.

Even though there are only three hundred knights, these three hundred knights have strong energy and blood, which is by no means ordinary.

As long as they are willing, they can form a battle formation and be surrounded and killed, which is enough to kill ordinary Zhenqi realm warriors.

Of course, it is difficult to predict how many of these three hundred knights will be left after the fight to the end.

It's not that the True Qi warriors are too weak, it's that these heavy cavalry are too strong.

What they wear is heavy armor made of fine iron that has been repeatedly tempered and cannot be broken by ordinary weapons.

He also asked people from the Mo Sect to add many special materials, which can offset the true energy.

Ten percent of the strength falls on the armor, and only half may be left in the end.

In addition to the strong men trained by the imperial court, another weapon that threatens the world is these heavy cavalry.

Tens of thousands of heavy cavalry formed a battle formation to surround and kill. Once ordinary warriors fell into it, they would be lambs to be slaughtered.

The most important thing the imperial court lacks is people.

If ten people can’t do it, use a hundred people; if a hundred people can’t do it, use a thousand people!

If a thousand people can’t do it, then ten thousand people!

Tens of thousands of soldiers surround him and kill him, even if he is wasted, he can be wasted to death.

When a person eventually becomes exhausted.

Li Wensong narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "It's not your turn to take care of this matter. The Governor's Office of the Fifth Army is responsible for it."

"Oh?" Lin Mang kicked Wu Qinghou's head away, and a playful smile gradually appeared on his face: "So, do you admit that you led troops to leave Beijing privately?"

"Commander Li!"

When the last word fell, the sound was like a loud bell.

From the moment he saw Shenshu Ying, he guessed the identity of the visitor.

Li Wensong, the younger brother of Wu Qinghou!

This is the only one who can mobilize the soldiers and horses of the Shenshu Camp and take the lead on behalf of Marquis Wu Qing.

In terms of seniority, these are all uncles of the one in the palace.

If this were not the case, based on the crime Li Mingcheng committed, his family would have been ransacked and destroyed long ago.

Some people in this world are different from ordinary people after all.

It was like this thousands of years ago, and it will still be like this thousands of years later.

The emperor is nothing more than a check and balance of power.

If the civil servants are powerful, they must support the development of the civil servant group that other forces can control.

Li Wensong stared at Lin Mang coldly and sneered: "What, Master Lin wants to capture me?"

Lin Mang nodded slightly, pointed the knife in the distance, and shouted coldly: "Li Wensong led his troops to leave the capital privately, and he didn't even get off his horse and be bound. He will return to the capital for trial!"

The dull sound penetrated the rain curtain and exploded.

Killing a Marquis of Wu Qing is killing, he doesn't mind having one more commander.

Letting him go today will cause trouble in the future.

He is tired of endless troubles.

The heavy rain slapped on the dark armor, making a soft sound, and the rain continued to drip down the armor.

The depressing atmosphere is heart-stopping.

The next moment, Li Wensong came with a red flame horse and a gun.

Horse hoof bursts!

Fast as lightning!
To be continued...