Chapter 294 The Tiger Demon's Scheme (Part 2)

After sitting in the big tent, Zhuoneng pulled out a command arrow and threw it to the ground. His dark face was full of gloomy murderous intent: "Come on, Chang Tie gathers people to cause trouble, besiege the law enforcement officers of the central army, corrupt military discipline, harass the local area, and commits great crimes and cannot be forgiven... The central army officer, quickly kill him and report it!"

The military order was like a mountain, and the soldiers of the central army, who were like wolves and tigers, rushed up immediately, knocked off Chang Tie, who was stunned, disguised his hair, tied it with a rope, and pushed it out. Chang Tie was shocked. He struggled desperately, looked back at Zhuneng, and shouted loudly: "General Wei, why are you? The last general is innocent, the last general is innocent." Chang Tie felt wronged. He also brought his personal soldiers to arrest those officers and soldiers who violated the rules, but why did he become a group to fight against the law?

The hundred-hun glanced at the young man, and then looked at Chang Tie who was caught by more than a dozen strong men. A strange light flashed in his eyes. He was the Huanglongmen disciple who was inserted by Lu Feng in the broken camp. He was the real Kitty's confidant, otherwise he wouldn't have brought people to provoke this fire. Seeing that Chang Tie was brute force, he put aside the big men who had pressed him. The hundred-hun howled violently: "Damn, are you deliberately trying to find a trouble for us breaking camp? Brothers, fuck me!"

The eyes of several soldiers who were drunk just now were shaking and flew up. As they punched and kicked, they saw the generals in the tent rolling and rolling into gourds. With the sound of "clang", a long sword that was snatched out of the sheath, and the hundred households roared and slashed out with a sword.

The few lower-level officers such as Li Neng actually dared to injure and seize weapons in his central army tent. He was so angry that he trembled all over. He thought, "Okay, this is what you asked for. Even if I kill you, no one can gossip... Murong said it right. It is indeed a disaster for you to break the camp and domineeringly domineering!" He also drew out his long sword and slashed it with one sword. The cold light flashed, and Li Neng's sword had already used his full strength. The sword aura about a foot long swayed and had already reached the head of the Li Neng.

The Baihu happened to slash a sword, and the two swords met. With a loud "don't" sound, the huge body of the Fengneng was bounced back, and the long sword in his hand suddenly broke. The Baihu just shook slightly, took two steps back, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, they deliberately harmed us today, damn, rushed out and took the ball. The dog god is still fighting for them, damn, I'm not doing it today."

More than a hundred culprits of the broken camp's trouble rushed over amid the roar of the sky. Thousands of soldiers were chasing behind them. Seeing the soldiers' generals, they were all bruised and swollen, they knew that they had just been beaten up by these broken camp's soldiers. The hundred households split the curtains of the tent with one sword, rushed out and shouted loudly: "Brothers, come here, come here, haha, these bastards in the middle army are deliberately looking for trouble for our brothers and beating them to death."

Chang Tie looked at the incredible scene in front of him. What's wrong? Is there a mutiny? More than a hundred soldiers who broke the camp dared to confront the 70,000 troops? What's wrong? Why did Zhuoneng inexplicably order him to behead him? How could these small households and generals have the courage to cause trouble in the central army? But before Chang Tie could react, several soldiers from the camp had already rushed over, and the dagger in his hand picked the rope on his body, and stuffed a little steel gun into his hand.

The heavy body of Zhuneng smashed his own case, and finally got up from the ground. He only felt the swelling of the meridians in his body, and a scorching feeling rushed into the internal organs along the meridians on his wrist. He felt so uncomfortable all over his body. He knew that he had encountered an opponent with extremely high skills, and his internal strength was almost shattered by the man in one fell swoop. But this person was just a small family. Is this possible?

Such a person with high martial arts skills is also a person above the level of deputy generals even in the imperial guards of the palace. If his life experience is better, he might be awarded a title.

But time is no longer enough to think too much. He saw Chang Tie rushing out of the tent with his men like a mad tiger, and he couldn't help but shout in anger and a little panic: "Stop them for me... They gathered to fight against the law and violated military discipline. This is a death sentence... I will kill me... Whoever cut off Chang Tie's head, promoted him to a higher level, and bounty of 100 taels."

Chang Tie heard the order of Jianneng. He looked back with a strange face, and there was an indescribable strange feeling in his eyes. He looked at Jianneng coldly, as if he was a dead person. A broken camp next to him punched Chang Tie hard and shouted: "General Chang, what are you doing? Why don't you rush out quickly? He gave an order to ask for your head!"

Chang Tie suddenly became nervous and howled wildly. The steel gun in his hand exploded hundreds of cold lights. He poked over a dozen soldiers approaching the army, like a wounded tiger, and rushed out with more than a hundred soldiers from the broken camp. He was so angry that he rolled like a muddy in his head. He couldn't figure out what was going on and what was going on. Why did these soldiers from the broken camp dare to fight against Jiang, and why did Jiang, who had been strict in rewards and punishments in the past, actually ordered his head to be chopped.

Soldiers go out to the street to cause trouble, drink and fight, which is indeed a violation of military discipline. However, such a small crime is enough to hit Chang Tie's butt at most, so it's not enough to cut off his head, right? Especially, this matter has not been found out yet. According to the officers and soldiers of the broken camp, the officers of the Central Army led people to snatch the brothel with them, and then they caused trouble. Chang Tie's heart suddenly shook: "Can he be willing to deal with me? He deliberately sent the Central Army soldiers to find trouble, and then deliberately found an opportunity to capture me?"

The steel gun in Chang Tie's hand suddenly stopped. He suddenly thought of what his father said when he was dying: "Our Chang family made great contributions to the founding of the Ming Dynasty. However, the great achievements shocked the Lord. It was worth it for the entire family to be razed... Hey, poor Yuchun, but he didn't understand this."

He thought of Qishi. He thought that it was his enemy of the Chang family in the court, and he bribed the Cang Neng to attack him. Chang Tie suddenly remembered the scene of his relatives being killed. He couldn't help but roaring to the sky. The stagnant steel gun swept up like a wind again, and his attack was even more vicious, and all stabbed towards the deadly place. He roared in a low voice: "You don't want me to live, I'll fight you... Damn, can you deal with me? I'll go out and play with you!"

Chang Tie roared suddenly: "Follow me, rush out and settle the score with them." He turned around and howled violently: "You bastard, you bastard, you are waiting, Grandpa Chang will not let you go.... Wait! If you want me to die, I will take you to bury you!"

Zhuneng was carrying hundreds of military generals, riding horses to urge the soldiers to chase Chang Tie and the others. Suddenly, he heard Chang Tie's howl, and Zhuneng also turned aside. He didn't think about Chang Tie's background and the poisonous fire in the hearts of the descendants of the Chang family. What he thought of was: "Okay, your breaking camp has indeed revealed its true form. As the general under the rule of the general, he dared to insult the main generals. Hey, hey, don't you take this general seriously now, will you still take the Ming Dynasty seriously in the future?"

Zhuoneng shouted angrily: "Boundists, shoot them... Murong said it right, there is Lu Feng in the court and Li Hu in the army. This is a hidden danger. I want to eradicate these disasters for the Ming Dynasty and not let them disturb the world." He grabbed a strong bow with his own hands, and shot the beaded arrows quickly towards Chang Tie's back heart.

In the woods outside the camp, a group of men in black clothes lurked on the tree branches, their eyes flashing. The man who led the lead laughed in a low voice: "Hehe, the plan of the Tiger Master is very wonderful. Chang Tie is crazy, but the effect is better than we expected. Hehe, no matter how you say Chang Yuchun and the others still have some familiar veterans in the army. As long as Chang Tie is involved in this matter, I am afraid that I can't explain it clearly this time."

He slowly poked his head out of the leaves, and in his hand he was holding a huge iron bow with an ordinary person's height and bow arms as thick as a human arm. He reached out and took a long arrow made of pure gold from his companion. The muscles on the man's body swelled one by one, and the tight clothing on his body immediately made a "crunch" sound, and an invisible wave of air slowly circling beside him. He took a long breath, and he suddenly opened his bow, aimed, shot the arrow, and then immediately sat down cross-legged luck.

A loud 'Dang' sound was like a roar of a bronze bell. A golden light shook from five hundred feet away, shooting straight into the heart. Zhuneng exclaimed: "Ah!" He didn't care about the issue of face anymore. The Santing machete in his hand slashed forward fiercely, and then his whole body rolled to the sky and rolled off the horse from behind the horse's butt.

With a "boom", the long pure gold arrow shook the heavy Santing sword into pieces, directly through the back of the horse's back, rubbed the scalp and shot it deep into the ground. The horse's eyes were staring blankly at the transparent hole the size of a fist appeared on his horse, and touched the helmet on his head that was shot to the point, making his heart feel chilled. The whistling long arrow contained the strength of the internal strength was the only time he saw in his life. The strong wind on the arrow almost made him suffocate. The power of this arrow can only be described as horror.

The generals around him were in chaos. They thought they could be shot by the long arrow. They jumped off their horses and rushed to him, exclaiming loudly: "General, General, how are you?"

The generals here were in chaos, and the soldiers under Zhuoneng also became in chaos. If they lost their command, they could stop Chang Tie and his group? Especially these soldiers in the broken camp were all disciples of Huanglongmen elected by Xiaomao. Ordinary generals were not their opponents, let alone these soldiers? Chang Tie, with more than a hundred people, broke through the camp like a sharp knife, and ran towards his camp in panic. When he rushed to the gate of the camp, Chang Tie, with hatred on his face, turned around and howled: "Despicable and shameless Zheng Neng, I and you will never stop, wait!"

Chang Tie was so annoyed that his Chang family had been almost wiped out. Could he still be killed? He did not offend him in the past? Humph, since you want to kill the weeds, no wonder I have to bite you even if I fight to death. It is true that you are a Duke of the Kingdom, and it is true that you are a general, but.... His chief general Li Hu is also the identity of a general! Although he is worthy of being a Duke of the Kingdom, Lu Feng is not much worse than him. What are he afraid of?

But Xuneng didn't know that he had helped Xiaomao and Lu Feng this time. Chang Tie, who had only known that he was loyal to Zhu Xi, was forced to surrender to Xiaomao and the others for his own wealth and life scheme, and truly became a loyal member of the "Lu Party" in Murong Tian's mouth.

Zhuneng jumped up from the ground suddenly. He looked at the deep hole shot out by the golden arrow. He took off his helmet with a little fear, tied his loose hair casually with a rope, and shouted angrily: "Catch me, who can kill Chang Tie and the others, and upgrade to three levels in a row, and the bounty is 500 taels." Looking at the deep hole again, Zhuneng gritted his teeth and shouted: "Be careful, generals, it seems that someone wants to calculate this, you must be careful."

The powerful central army immediately dispatched, and a thousand elite soldiers, led by him, chased towards Chang Tie and the others. Along the river bank of a small tributary of Huanhua Creek, they howled loudly and asked Chang Tie and his group of "don't respect the chief generals, ignore military discipline, harass the people, and corrupt the reputation of the Ming Dynasty army."

Chang Tie and the others are not fools. Seeing that there were at least a thousand pursuers behind, there were more soldiers behind? It would be strange if they would stop. With their heads down, Chang Tie and the others were rushing hard, so how could they dare to stop? Inexplicably, the army that broke the camp and the army of Jianneng completely tore their faces and had no room for turnaround. Chang Tie and Jianneng had a direct conflict with Jianneng for no reason. As soon as the two of them said their ruthless words, they were already in a situation of dying.

In the dense forest by the river, the black-clothed killers of the Nether Dragon Society were shuttled across the treetops like ghosts. They followed closely by the Nether Dragon Society, calculating the best chance of assassination. If they could not kill Nether, it would be better to seriously injure him, so that he would not have enough energy to gain advantage in the subsequent verbal lawsuit. This was the instructions given to them by the Kitten. The killers of the Nether Dragon Society thought that they would attack the Duke of the Ming Dynasty. A person with such a prominent identity could not help but become excited, and a trace of murderous aura slowly spread out.

Jian Neng took his subordinates and generals to chase Chang Tie and the others desperately. He was full of anger and began to suspect that the one who shot such an amazing arrow just now was Chang Tie and the others. "It must be someone sent from the breaking camp. Those who wanted to find out the news. Seeing that Chang Tie and the general had fought, they secretly used cold arrows and wanted to plot against me... It must be like this." Jian Neng forgot that the arrow was shot from the woods five hundred feet away. Ordinary soldiers, where is such amazing strength?

A faint murderous aura filled the entire river. The silence of the silence suddenly stopped. He felt something was wrong. There was a silence around him, and the sound of his army coming from behind could be vaguely heard, but within a hundred feet of radius around him, there was no sound at all. It was too quiet, so quiet that it was abnormal. There was no sound of birds, no sound of insects, and even the sound of leaves falling down and falling on the ground. Dead silence, a dead silence.

He ordered his more than a thousand elite subordinates to stop. Zhuoneng tightly grasped the long sword in his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Who is here again?" His subordinates also felt something was wrong and surrounded Zhuoneng, fearing that the shocking arrow just now would appear again.

The killers of the Nether Dragon Society in the woods did not make a sound. They just looked at the surrounding Fengneng from a distance, looking for the most appropriate opportunity. The murderous aura released by more than a hundred top killers at the same time gradually condensed on Fengneng's body. Suddenly, it seemed like a huge rock was pressed down on his head. Fengneng's superb skills immediately responded. With a "bang", the armor on Fengneng's body was shattered. His body shook and swung seventeen consecutive swords into the sky, angrily shouting: "Who is here? Let me come out."

With his profound skills, he already felt something was wrong. This gloomy, solemn, bloody murderous aura would not have been possessed by people who came out of the Shura slaughterhouse. What kind of people are these ambushing near? How could they have such a powerful and terrible murderous intent? Do they want to kill themselves? Why? Or, was it hired by the people who broke the camp? It is impossible. Breaking the camp is just a temporary conflict with themselves. He just wanted to take the opportunity to kill Chang Tie. How could he ambush people in advance if the break camp?

Then, it was the assassins sent by other forces. Are they the Tartars of the Yuanmeng or those of the Golden Horde from the West? Zhang Neng took a deep breath and suddenly felt a little regretful. He might have been too careless and thought that if Li Hu left, no one could stop him from taking the opportunity to kill Chang Tie and Boss Zhao and other diehard members of Li Hu. But how could he forget that as a general of the dynasty, this head had many enemies that wanted.

After thinking for a while, he saw that Chang Tie and the others had already run a hundred feet away, and Feng Nai slowly waved his hand and wanted to order the soldiers to retreat to the camp with him. More than a thousand soldiers surrounded him. Feng Nai didn't believe that an assassin could successfully kill him, but he didn't want his subordinates to have any unnecessary casualties. Chang Tie and the others, hum, there is a chance to deal with them.

The Thousand People Team slowly retreated, looking around carefully, trying to find a little clue. However, how could the Nether Dragon Killer, who used the Five Elements Spell as a means of hiding whereabouts, be so easy to be discovered by him?

In the rear, the five thousand central cavalry rushed over, and Wang Neng immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He sneered and looked at the surrounding dense forest, thinking to himself: "These killers have missed the opportunity. If they are staggered today, I will never give them any chance. Humph, Chang Tie, you are lucky today, and there are so many killers here inexplicably, but let's wait and see!"

While Zhuneng was thinking about how to find an opportunity to settle the score with Chang Tie, a faint sound of the piano floated over. The sound of the piano was very subtle and light, floating far and near, touching everyone's heart. The small stream was trembling, and drops of small water droplets jumped up from the river surface, jumped about a foot high and then slowly fell back to the water surface, making a crisp "jingle" sound. The sound of the piano floated, and the green leaves and red flowers in the dense forests drifted down one after another. The wind blew, and the sky and earth were filled with colorful colors.

In this extremely charming scenery, black figures merged into the wind and flew out among countless flowers and leaves. Short blades about a foot long emitted azure light in the sun, like blue lightning, making a harsh whistle. Hundreds of such blue lightning flew towards Fengneng's body.

Feng Neng was also trapped in the piano sound and couldn't extricate himself. When the piano sound just came into his ears, he was intoxicated. He was as if he had returned to his childhood, sitting leisurely on the back of the buffalo, watching the flowers bloom and fall, watching the grass grow eagle flying, and watching the tadpoles swaying their tails in the spring pool... Not only Feng Neng, his subordinates were also dull, with a gentle and comfortable smile on their faces. Some people with unstable minds even yawned up to the sky.

Blue light flashed down, and each light was an extremely sharp short knife. Behind each light was a powerful, cruel and ruthless assassin.

After all, a famous general who was born and died on the battlefield. When the strong murderous aura approached him, he finally woke up. He let out a sharp roar to the sky, and the long sword in his hand flew out of the air. A loud "clang" sounded, and several swirling short swords were chopped back, but the other short swords had left deep blood marks on his body. Blood splattered out, and with the red flowers and green leaves flying all over the sky, it was so beautiful. Even the small water droplets on the river emitted colorful light in the sun.

Zineng howled loudly in horror. He looked at the heavy scars on his body. Although they were not fatal, he also lost the strength to continue moving. These assassins grasped it very well. Each knife hurt his muscles and his meridians, but it did not hurt his blood vessels too much, and did not leave any serious injuries that were uncontrollable, so Zineng could still stand here.

But after the short swords injured Zhuneng, they immediately rolled over to the soldiers beside him. The sword lights flashed in the sky, and the generals who followed Zhuneng to death fell down one by one, and his closest personal soldiers fell down one by one. Blood fountains gushed from their throats, and everyone was cut off by a knife, losing their lives on the spot without exception.

The scene around him became extremely beautiful, and the ethereal sound of the piano seemed like a fairyland. But Xuneng was cold all over, like a nightmare. He howled silently in pain, watching the soldiers closest to him fell softly to the ground one by one. They didn't even resist, and they even lost their lives in that beautiful dream. Xuneng's eyes suddenly slid two tears.

The strong palm wind sounded, and the cavalry in iron armor were hit hard and their bodies were blown away. Their armor twisted and shattered under the powerful palm force, and their muscles and bones were also shaken into a mess. As they landed, their young lives had passed.

One hundred and thirty-seven killers of the Nether Dragon Society seriously injured Zhuneng in an instant, and in a very short time, they killed more than 600 guards and generals whom they regarded as children.

The piano sound turned high, and more than a hundred black ghost-like killers flew away with laughter. They stepped on the water waves, like fairy Lingbo, and disappeared in an instant. The exciting piano sounds exuded a powerful momentum of fighting on the battlefield, awakening all the confused soldiers. These soldiers who suddenly woke up suddenly, looked at the savage energy standing in place with blood, and couldn't help but exclaim loudly. Immediately, a louder scream sounded. They saw those tragically dead companions, those broken armor, and broken weapons.

There was a loud shout of killing sound, and at least five thousand soldiers who broke the camp rushed over under the leadership of Boss Zhao. They were arrogant and insulted by the eight generations of ancestors of Huaneng, and greeted every soldier in the Central Army camp with great viciousness. Waving the weapons in their hands, they rushed over with howling, as if they were about to wipe out their army.

Zhuoneng yelled loudly: "General Zhao, what do you want to do?"

Mr. Zhao's face was flushed and he was drunk. When he was about to leave the camp, he had just poured a few kilograms of white wine on his body. His voice was louder than Mr. Feng. He was screaming like crazy: "Where did you take us Mr. Chang Tiechang? Hand him over quickly, otherwise I would have to mercenary you into ninety-nine ways!"

The sound of the piano suddenly turned into a clanging sound full of murderous intent. The bloody smell of the ground, the corpses all over the floor, and the stimulation of the sound of the piano, the soldiers under the virgin could not hold back. They rushed towards Boss Zhao and the others angrily, and scolded them like crazy: "What are you? How dare you talk to our general? Don't you see, what kind of thing are you, and you dare to talk to us like this? You break the camp, you are just a group of mortals who die!"

Amid the screams, more than 500 crossbow arrows flew out somewhere, and they stabbed them hard on the soldiers of the broken camp brought by Boss Zhao. The soldiers who were caught in the arrow immediately grabbed their wounds and watched the bright red blood spurt out from the gaps in their fingers. The soldiers screamed: "Boss, their people in the army want to kill us!"

Mr. Zhao roared angrily: "Who can't bear it? Mom... I'll fight you." There was a hint of pride in his eyes. When he roared, he was full of energy. Thousands of soldiers from the broken camp rushed towards the soldiers of the central army, and thousands of soldiers from the black-clad camp in black armor rushed out of the dense forest, and rushed forward with cursing.

Zineng was shocked. If the soldiers under his command had a conflict with them, no matter how they won or lost, how would this end? He shouted anxiously: "Don't do it, don't do it, stop it all, stop..." He was anxious and barely used his internal strength to stop the injuries on his body, trying to stop this time of Ou Dou.

But how could he stop tens of thousands of crazy soldiers alone? Especially the sound of the jiggling piano floating in his ears made Feng Neng himself eager to try and want to cut over several people? In the chaos, a wooden stick hit Zhuneng's head and knocked him out on the spot. Losing Zhuneng's block, more than 10,000 soldiers happily put down their weapons and launched an extremely spectacular European fight.

They also retained the last trace of Qingming Festival. Everyone was the army of the Ming Dynasty. They could beat the other side half to death, but they could never really cause death. So they all threw down their weapons and beat each other with fists or wooden sticks found in the woods.

In the dense forest, in a dark corner, the kitten's huge body stood there steadily. Behind him were several disciples from Huanglongmen and senior generals of the camp. Just ten feet in front of them, Shui Xiu'er was slowly stroking the strings of the piano.

At this moment, the kitten did not have the rough and rude appearance of usual. He was as smart as a weasel that had been around for many years, and his face showed a strong look. He murmured in a low voice: "Okay, I'll be knocked out, it's great...... You go back to the camp to prepare for war. If I'm knocked out, his generals will definitely send someone to arrest Chang Tie and the others for venting their anger. Then you will make a big fuss for me... Well, tomorrow I'll send someone to ask the Secretary Hu and the others to reward the army, so that they can witness the "coercion and humiliation" of the army camp against us. Do you understand?"

"Tomorrow, you must compromise. Even if they treat you like grandsons, you must act like grandsons. Tonight, you must deliberately send a brigade of messengers of hundreds of people to go south overnight to deliver me a letter to everyone, so that everyone can see this scene. Do you understand? Well, you are in Chengdu Prefecture and the people in their Central Army camp. Three days later, I will come back quickly overnight. Let's go!"

After giving the order, the kitten said a few words to Shui Xiu'er with a smile. When Shui Xiu'er was so angry that she waved Yaoqin with a blue face and was about to smash his head, the kitten turned into a gust of wind and didn't know where to go. Shui Xiu'er put down Yaoqin blankly and sat under the tree and became stunned. After a long time, she sighed slowly: "Li Hu, you said it nicely, but how could he know?"

On the river bank, the sound of killing shook the sky, and countless men with blue noses and swollen faces waved their fists and feet, and nose blood and teeth blood were flying all over the sky. It was truly a wonder...

A strong wind rolled up countless leaves and rushed to the south. You could vaguely hear the voice from the wind: "Yuann, you follow Murong Tian and the others, want to plot against me, Master Hu, I am not a real idiot. If you provoke me, I will bite you... Do you want to eradicate Chang Tie? I will destroy your general."

"Hmph, if you don't do too much, I, Master Hu, slowly messing around with you. If you even Master Hu, I want to move, then no wonder I will kill you... There are more than 500 Huanglongmen disciples in the broken camp. This proportion is already high enough and cannot be increased. Humph, wait and see. If you insist on sending your military power to me, my kitten will not be polite."

After a long time, a sudden sigh in the wind suddenly came out: "Oh, it's very easy to see Feng Zi frame people every time. Why is the plan I came up with is so troublesome? Well, let Feng Zi plan these things in the future. I'll just follow him to beat people!"

On the river bank, neat steps sounded, and 30,000 elite soldiers in the central army, led by more than a dozen generals, majesticly rushed towards the soldiers who were fighting. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Boss Zhao saw that it was wrong, and shouted, and he didn't want any weapons. He led a large group of people and carried the soldiers who were "sucked in the arrow" and fled in panic.

The generals under Jianneng looked at the unconscious Jianneng, then looked at the humming companions on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Break the camp, wait and see... Doctor, go and ask the doctor. Have you idiots seen the general be injured?"
Chapter completed!