Chapter 261: Concentration (5)

Jiang Kongming naturally knew the psychological changes of these people. He suddenly turned around and pointed at Taiyi Zhenren and said, "Who is this immortal prince? You won't know."

Everyone was stunned, even Taiyi Zhenren was stunned for a moment.

His old man's mind was not here. Although his eyes seemed to have fallen, his heart was like a turbulent wave that could not calm down for a long time. This was the first time in nearly forty years that he was so excited.

Just as Jiang Kongming fired the peacock feather, dozens of silver needles flashing with blue light formed a colorful blue light curtain under the sunlight, as if a beautiful blue peacock opened its elegant long tail, brilliant and touching.

However, hidden in this dazzling beauty is a huge murderous intent. This peacock feather looks inconspicuous on the surface, but once it is released, the fine needles in the barrel are fired quickly, incredible and everywhere.

Such things can no longer be called hidden weapons. They have turned into darkness and are not clear, so it is understandable to call them bright weapons.

Once the launch switch is pressed, there are only a few people in the world who can escape from the peacock feather. If you count them carefully, there are only four masters, Qin Yong, and the monkey child who is lying on the treetops and silently.

How did Jiang Kongming make such a domineering hidden weapon?

While shocked, the old man's heart was covered with a layer of gray shadow.

Jiang Kongming said it correctly. Not to mention a scholar who is powerless, even a three-year-old boy who can press the switch. As long as he has a tube in his hand, he can easily plunder the life of a warrior who has been diligent in his spare time for decades.

The emergence of this thing has completely changed the common sense of this era.

For decades, hard practice and hard practice without fear of cold and heat is not as good as someone else's fingers.

So what's the use of practicing martial arts?

Jiang Kongming also said that this thing is only one of the basic configurations of each special forces. Since he said that, it means that there are at least 200 peacock feathers like this. In other words, this thing is no longer a unique treasure in the world, but a popular product that can be mass-produced.

If 10,000 can be produced, 100,000 can be produced. The old man's face gradually became solemn, and then he would still practice a few martial arts...

This thing is indeed not very useful when taken on the battlefield, but it is a good weapon for assassination and murder. As long as he thinks that a master is suddenly attacked by a peacock feather and dies, he will feel a little chilled.

Just as he was thinking a lot in his heart, he suddenly heard Jiang Kongming solemnly introduce himself, and immediately woke up and waited intently.

"If even the real person doesn't know, then our martial arts skills will be in vain for many years." Zhang Zhong said a little angry. His teacher was the junior of Taiyi Zhenren, who had a lot of connections with him, so he respected him the most and could not tolerate others being rude.

"That's good. Taiyi Zhenren was very pleased when he heard that everyone was going to assist in the army to fight. He decided to personally serve as the honorary instructor of the special forces and would provide guidance for each member in martial arts. If everyone has any difficulties in the process of practicing, he will take care of his younger generations and will naturally answer in detail." Jiang Kongming said with a smile.

"Ah..." An incredible expression appeared in the eyes of all the figures in the martial arts world, allowing a master of the master to give them guidance. He is also the old master who is known as the best in the world, has extremely rich experience, and lives more than 110 years older than him.

Where can I find such a good thing?

Xu Haifeng and Xia Yajun looked at Taiyi Zhenren unexpectedly. Did he really agree to this?

Taiyi Zhenren was still expressionless and seemed to have never heard of it. However, in his identity, since he did not deny it on the spot, he would be accusation.

The couple looked at each other and sighed in their hearts that this Grand Military Advisor Jiang was so eloquent that he was even moved by this old man.

He didn't care about the world for dozens of cold and heat, and unexpectedly he would have a day to come out again.

Seeing that everyone was moved, Jiang Kongming stretched out his hand and someone took a roll of white silk. He laughed and said, "Listen, everyone, registration for the first phase of the special forces members begins, and the number of places is limited, first come first served. Anyone who is willing to join, please leave a big name or put a handprint on it."

It is naturally impossible for martial arts people to read. Many people can’t even write their own names, so handwriting is also a way to adapt.

"Master Jiang, I don't know what it is for after this special forces are formed." A thin man squeezed out of the crowd and asked with a bow.

"What do you think?"

The man frowned for a while and finally arrived: "If we guess below, our mission is not to act as a scout or defend generals at all levels, but to attack the enemy."

Jiang Kongming nodded repeatedly and asked, "How can I see it?"

The man pointed his hand at the peacock feather and said, "Although the peacock feather is good, it is too dangerous. Since this object has such power, it must be a valuable thing. It is impossible to use it to equip scouts. Taking it to guard the generals is also a useless task. This object can only play its greatest role in a sneak attack in secret. Therefore, I think that this special force is a suicide squad that specifically blocks the opponent's senior generals."

Everyone was very clear when they heard him speak, and they all agreed.

Jiang Kongming looked carefully and saw that the man looked mute, but he never thought he was such a shrewd person. Since he spoke, others have stopped talking. Obviously, this person has a good identity.

"Your Excellency is..."

"In the next round, Yifei, please give me some advice."

Cheng Yifei and Jiang Kongming's brain with terrifying memory immediately remembered the information of this person.

In the martial arts world in the northern region, his name is quite famous, known as Zhiduoxing. He was just a bad family and became a bandit in a village.

"Zhaizhu Cheng is half right." Jiang Kongming smiled.

A look of confusion flashed in his eyes, and Cheng Yifei said, "Just asking for advice."

"The Caesars are not fools, they must have strict protection for senior officers. It is difficult to succeed in assassination. Even if they can succeed by chance, they will inevitably lose a large number of manpower, which may not be cost-effective. The special forces formed by the students have consumed considerable effort, but they do not want them to disappear."

"That……"

Jiang Kongming stretched out his hand and interrupted his inquiry, saying aloud: "Good steel is used on the edge of the knife. The real purpose of the special forces is to forgive Jiang for keeping it a secret. If the leader of the village can join in, then there will be a day to know in the future."

Cheng Yifei stared at Jiang Kongming's eyes tightly. After a moment, he finally nodded and said, "Okay, Cheng can trust Jiang Military Advisor. Since that's the case, Cheng will be the first to sign up."

“Let’s wait…”

Cheng Yifei looked at Jiang Kongming in surprise, wondering what he was selling.

"Master Cheng, you must know that since the army has become an army, there must be rules and laws. Before joining, please ask yourself, if you cannot bear the constraints, please go back." Jiang Kongming said lightly: "If you join the army, if you do your own thing, you will be killed."

Cheng Yifei gasped, his eyes flashing.

"My lord has always been a clear choice in his work. If he made a merit, he would be a marquis even if he broke up the ground in the future." Jiang Kongming's words suddenly slowed down, but it seemed to have a charming taste: "If the special forces do not go out, they will be rewarded. If they go out, they will be great. Master Cheng, please consider it clearly."

Cheng Yifei's face changed a few times. His eyes moved from the four great masters on the stage to Qin Yong and Zhebe. He looked at the murderous Black Flag Army below the stage, and finally made up his mind, stepped forward, raised his wolf hair, and signed his name on the white silk.

Since one person took the lead in setting an example, the followers' concerns were much less.

But in a moment, even Hu Temple sighed and joined the ranks of special forces.

In the end, only one person was left, and hesitated.

"Why is Zhang Yishi unwilling to do so? Could it be that he doesn't want to serve the country?" Jiang Kongming asked in surprise.

The rest of the people were shocked when they looked at this famous Han Dynasty, one of the six great masters of the North.

As his name suggests, Zhang Zhong is loyal and honest, and is even more upright. If he says he doesn't want to serve the country, it's impossible, but for some reason, he seems difficult to make a decision so far.

Faced with the silent questioning of everyone, Zhang Zhong sighed and said, "It's a bit unfair to use these things."

Everyone was stunned, with different expressions on their faces. Some people like Lu Yangming rolled their eyes and looked at the sky. Some people like Hu Si were embarrassed and laughed and cried. Some people like Xu Haifeng were silent and ignored them. Some people like Cheng Yifei and others sneered, and some people were also disdainful, but there were also many people who felt guilty and bowed their heads and said nothing.

"May I ask Zhang Yishi." Jiang Kongming seemed to have guessed his answer long ago, and was not surprised at this, but asked, "Do you know what the Caesars did after the invasion of Tufan?"

Zhang Zhong shook his head blankly. In his heart, both the Tufan people and the Caesar people were not great men. No matter who wins or loses, they are just dogs biting dogs, and what does it have to do with him?

The smile on Jiang Kongming's face slowly calmed down little by little, and his voice was low and extremely contagious: "After the Caesars captured Lin'an City, they immediately slaughtered all the children of the royal family, and then plundered them three feet into the ground. Over the years, the people were displaced and hungry all over the ground. It was not until the late emperor personally led the expedition that they saved the people from the fire and water."

He stared at Zhang Zhong tightly and asked, "Now the Caesars have increased their troops again. Can you ask Mr. Zhang, do you want such a tragedy to be staged again in the territory of the Han Dynasty?"

Zhang Zhong's face changed and he denied loudly: "No, I have ever had such an idea."

"Isn't it?" Jiang Kongming suddenly sneered: "Xia Zhang, we are fighting between the two countries, not fighting bravely. If you still can't let go of the stinky airs of that martial arts master, then you don't need to join. What students want is a true hero who can abandon his reputation for the sake of our Han people, rather than a hypocrite who is false benevolence and righteous."

Zhang Zhong's face turned pale and he said angrily: "Who do you think is a hypocrite?"

With a cold smile, as if the contempt came from the bottom of his heart, Jiang Kongming shouted sternly: "The Caesars invaded our country, and we will naturally use any means to defend our country. Besides, if you don't kill him, do you have to wait for him to kill more Han brothers tomorrow? Give the invaders a chance to be open and upright? Hehe... Do you know that in order to maintain your own reputation, how many brothers will have to lose their lives? Is your reputation important or their wealth and life important?"

Zhang Zhong was speechless, his face gradually turned from blue to white. After a long time, he finally walked forward and put his handprint on the white silk.
Chapter completed!