The soldier shook his head and said, "Alas, are the things in Jianghu really so attractive? How can fighting and killing compare with the leisurely life in our small county? This time, we have a county magistrate who can make decisions. I hope these Jianghu people will leave quickly. "
Before he finished his words.
"Caw, caw, caw …"
A crow's voice sounded.
The Dutou Official and the rest of the soldiers were startled and subconsciously turned to look in the direction of the voice.
They saw a blind Taoist in a ragged black Taoist robe, holding a bamboo pole as thick as a finger in his hand, walking towards the city gate while exploring the way.
The strange thing was that there was a huge crow standing on the shoulder of the blind Taoist. Its feathers were as black as charcoal, its claws seemed to be made of black iron, and its eyes were blood-red, with a layer of silver eyelids.
This crow's body was huge, like an eagle's.
It was the crow that made the previous caw.
The blind Taoist explored the way with the bamboo pole. Every time he encountered a pothole or went astray, the crow on his shoulder would caw to warn him. So he went straight through the city gate and entered the city as if he had eyes.
During this period, a soldier wanted to stop and ask, but he was stopped by the Dutou Official.
The latter shook his head, indicating that there was no need to stop him and just let him in directly.
The county magistrate had issued an order that all kinds of Jianghu people should not be stopped if they wanted to enter the city. For example, the previous small caravan, the old beggar, and the blind Taoist looked strange. Maybe they were Jianghu people, so they just needed to let them in.
These days, all kinds of evil people gathered in Taibai County. As the soldiers stationed at the city gate, they had seen a lot of strange people and were almost used to it.
Everyone knew that the fight between Sky Dragon Faction and Huya Faction would start today. So there were many people entering the city today. These people had not heard of the fierce name of Duan Shuiliu, "One Saber to Set Out Your Journey", so they came to watch the fun with great interest.
After about half an hour.
There was a sound of horse hooves coming from the city.
A group of elite soldiers came on horses.
The leader had a square face and looked solemn. He was Ma Junwu, the Dutou Official of the guards trusted by the county magistrate Li Mu recently.
He was followed by 50 carefully selected guards in soft armors and fast horses. Soon they came to the city gate.
"Lord Ma, what are you doing …" Gao Sheng, the head of the guards stationed at the city gate, greeted him and inquired as usual.
He found it strange. Something big was going to happen in the city today, and there was a shortage of soldiers. Why did Ma Junwu still want to take people outside the city?
"It's the county magistrate's order. I'll lead some people to the Hancha Road." Ma Junwu showed his waist token.
Gao Sheng took a look and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the token. He hurriedly said, "Brother Ma, please."
Ma Junwu whipped his horse and led the elites under his command. Like an arrow leaving the bow, he dashed towards the direction of the Hancha Road.
Because they were all cavalry, the speed of the hundred-day march was extremely fast.
In less than an hour, Ma Junwu and the others had already run nearly a hundred miles and arrived at the Hancha Road.
"Heavens, this is …"
Ma Junwu reined his horse and stood up. He was completely shocked by the scene in front of him.
He was seriously injured by Li Bing, the noble young master before. These two days, he was completely recovered. Today, he was ordered to do something. In fact, he was confused before he set off. The secretary Feng Yuanxing relayed the order of the county magistrate, but he did not clearly say what happened at the Hancha Road. But at this time, Ma Junwu was shocked and speechless at a glance.
There were broken limbs everywhere, and the smell of blood filled the air.
There were traces of wild beasts on the ground. Dozens of green wolves were alarmed by the sound of horse hooves and fled into the forest with some corpses. Dozens of vultures hovered low in the sky, and it seemed that they were ready to swoop down to grab food at any time …
There were also all kinds of scavenging flies and poisonous insects gathered in this area, buzzing and flying around.
These animals were obviously attracted by the blood.
"The dead are all the bandits of the Qingfeng Citadel."
Ma Junwu calmed his mind, observed for a while, and soon came to a conclusion.
He suddenly realized why the bandits of the Qingfeng Citadel did not attack Taibai County as most people feared and feared last night. It turned out that they all died here.
The fifty guards who followed Ma Junwu were also shocked and speechless.
"Clean up the battlefield." Ma Junwu shouted and arranged in an orderly manner.
The guards dismounted and began to search and clean up.
In Taibai County, the fighting force was divided into soldiers, guards and civil guards. Among them, the soldiers were the most powerful force, mainly used to arrest bandits, capture murderers and suppress mobs. The civil guards were equivalent to the militia on the earth, with the lowest fighting force. The main responsibility of the guards was to protect the safety of the county government and the county magistrate. Although their fighting force was also good, they did more auxiliary work.
The difference between the three was equivalent to the field force, the armed police and the militia.
The fifty people brought by Ma Junwu were all elites in the guards, so it was naturally easy for them to clean up the battlefield.
"Pay attention to safety, and be careful of the bandits who are not dead."
Ma Junwu patrolled the battlefield and reminded everyone loudly.
They had done some finishing work. If there were still casualties, it would be really shameful, and it would be hard to explain to the county magistrate.
The bandits of the Qingfeng Citadel had occupied the Qingfeng Mountain these years, rampaging around, raiding and robbing, and accumulated quite a lot of wealth. Not to mention other things, the armor of these dead bandits was extremely exquisite and practical, even better than the elite guards in Taibai County. It could be imagined what kind of wealth had been accumulated in the Qingfeng Citadel.
These armors and weapons could be stripped off and slightly repaired, which could be added to the county army.
Ma Junwu glanced at the battlefield, and the more he saw, the more shocked he was.
Considering the traces of fighting everywhere, how could he not see that it was simply a one-sided massacre. It could be imagined what kind of fighting had happened here last night.
And in his heart, he was more and more curious about the background of the young county magistrate.
These days, when he was recuperating in the county, he had heard about the news in the county.
The eldest brother Duan Shuiliu was already shocking enough, and now there was an elder who could kill the elite cavalry of the Qingfeng Citadel with one blow. Was the county magistrate really a successor cultivated by a big sect?
Ma Junwu had some understanding of the style and tradition of the big sects on the Divine Land.
This was not a secret at all.
Since ancient times, the empire, the sect and the secular world were inseparable. All the sects would select their own core elite disciples to go into the secular world to practice, or to refine their feelings, or to cultivate their mind, or to understand the law, or to be an official, and they would penetrate all corners of the entire secular world.
The secular world was like a piece of fertile land, and all the sects, families, and empires were rooted in it and absorbed nutrition.
Ordinary people might not have a relationship with the sects in their lives.
But the fate of ordinary people and the wealth and power of the secular world were actually deeply in the hands of the martial arts circle of the sects.
The descendants of the big sects would often make waves when they went into the secular world.
Ma Junwu now had a little doubt that Li Mu was probably a descendant of a medium-sized sect who went into the secular world to practice.
The more he thought so, the calmer he felt.
Patrolling the battlefield, he saw the arrow holes that disappeared into the stone walls and the stone road that was almost broken. He could vaguely imagine how terrifying the power of the person who shot the arrow must have been.
Vaguely, there was another vague idea in his mind.
But he was not sure.
He patrolled back and forth carefully, and there was no accident of being hurt by the bandits who were not completely dead.
The only thing that slightly worried Ma Junwu was whether the legendary "One Cut that Sends Man to Death" Wu Biao, who was said to be crazy and invincible, had also died in the battle.
If such a disaster ran away, it would absolutely cause endless troubles.
But if he had died, why didn't he see Wu Biao's body on the battlefield?
"Is Wu Biao dead or not?"
…
"Wu Biao is dead."
Four or five hundred meters away from the Hancha intersection, on a stone peak, two immortal-like figures with long sleeves were standing on the branches of a century-old pine.
The pine branches were undulating in the wind.
The two figures seemed to be weightless, and they were also slightly undulating with the pine branches.
"Wu Biao is dead. Haha, the famous bandit of the Northwest Wulin World was killed by someone, and no bones were left." The one who spoke was a woman among the two figures, and she said with a smile.
She was in her early twenties, young and beautiful, with pure temperament and lovely. She was wearing a yellow and white low-cut palace dress with a slender waist and a plump chest. As the mountain wind blew, a pair of snow-white and delicate bare feet were exposed under the skirt, and she did not wear boots.
"A low-level bandit who barely reached the peak of the Joint-thoughts level is not a master. Isn't it normal for him to die?" The other one who spoke was also a man in his early twenties.
This man's dress was also rare. He wore a loose white cotton robe without a belt, and his long hair was like a waterfall. His facial features were regular, but he had a yin-yang face, one side was as white as jade, and the other side was as black as charcoal, which could only be described as ugly.
There was a kind of evil spirit between the eyebrows of this yin-yang face man, and he looked arrogant and conceited, with a posture of looking down on everything.
Like the woman, he was also barefoot.
But different from the snow-white feet of the woman, his feet were pitch-black, as if they had been dyed by ink.
"Hahahaha …" The woman laughed, and it was like the spring breeze blowing willows, which was full of spring scenery.
Her fingers gently stroked the man's chest, and drew circles at will, as if flirting between lovers.
After a pause, the barefoot woman coquettishly said, "In front of you, cousin, of course, Wu Biao is not a master, but in the thousands of miles in Taibai County, he can be regarded as the top 20 masters. Such a person led 400 Bloody Cavalry, but was still beaten alive, and it was a one-sided crushing. Hahaha, you have seen the traces at the scene. His archery is amazing, and he has infinite power. Tell me, who can do such a thing?"
"Hum, it's not a great thing …" The man snorted, but he soon thought of something, and looked surprised and happy, and said, "Cousin, you mean, that person is likely to hide in Taibai County?"
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