Southeast of Chaisang, Lushan Mountain.

In the gap between two ridges, there is a dilapidated village that has been abandoned for a long time. Song Xin and three people temporarily settled here.

This village is built on a mountain. The terrain is high in the east and low in the west. There are houses built on both sides of the valley. There is a road in the middle. However, due to being in disrepair and inaccessible, it has been overgrown with weeds and shrubs as tall as a person.

Not long ago, Lu Ying received news from Cui Yan that Song Xin was leaving for Lushan. Although she felt strange, Lu Ying decided to kill Song Xin and the other three people there. At this time, more than half of the dead members of the Lu family were killed by Lu Xun.

Transferred to Lu Ying's staff.

But Lu Ying was not stupid and would not let these dead soldiers die in vain. He knew that Song Xin had the strength to fight one against ten.

"Go and tell Cui Yan's people the news, and ask them to go together to encircle and suppress Song Xin." Lu Ying was brewing a plan in her mind that would kill most of Cui Yan's men and kill the three alchemists.

"Song Xin, I am my own master, so I have to do this. I really hope that you can come to General Sun's command. In that case, I would be willing to recommend you in front of Mr. Lu. It's a pity..."

After a while, the person who went out to deliver the message came back.

"Do they know?" Lu Ying asked.

"Replying to my lord, I understand. I have informed you of the gathering place. They will arrive soon."

"Very good, come back to the team and follow me."

Lu Ying walked out of the tent, looked at his more than a hundred dead soldiers, nodded, walked to a young man, helped him straighten his armor and said: "Cheer up, don't die."

"Well, thank you, sir!" the young man responded, with excitement in his eyes.

At this time, more than a hundred people here, including Lu Ying, were all wearing soft fish scale armor painted black. The scabbards around their waists were also painted black, and the hard leather helmets on their heads were also black.

This legion of more than a hundred people was established by the Lu family at a great expense of financial resources.

Ordered by Lu Xun and Sun Quan to engage in spying, assassination, and espionage activities behind enemy lines. Behind every inch of land, every city, and every victory in Soochow's expansion is the news of these people's secret investigation, which helps the commander make correct judgments.

.They are the eyes and ears of the entire Sun Quan group.

Today they were gathered because the people they wanted to kill were three alchemists.

Seeing the sky approaching evening, Lu Ying took a deep breath and ordered, "Let's go."

Everyone shouted "Nuo!" in unison. They lined up and moved forward in an orderly manner. Unlike ordinary armies, they walked extremely lightly, like a group of black cats in the night.

When it was getting dark, they arrived at the agreed place.

Lu Ying nodded to the person next to her, who took out a small shofar and blew it loudly. Soon after, several people in dark red clothes came out of the darkness.

"Master Lu."

"This is Mr. Cui, right?" Lu Ying said.

"Master Cui has already led people to ambush. Cui Ping is waiting for you here. The matter is urgent, so I won't talk to you. The news we got is that the three people are in the village above, and they seem to be looking for something.

"

"Looking for something?" Lu Ying was stunned and asked in confusion.

"Well, the people we monitored reported that three people were rummaging through each room separately, and they were digging in the ground as if they were digging something."

Lu Ying took a breath, "Have you seen clearly what you dug?"

"No. It's too dark, the grass is thick, and they don't have torches, so they can't see clearly."

"Well, no matter how many there are, my people will go up from the mountain road on the south side, and your people will take the north road. When we get to the location, take the three horns as a signal and attack together."

Cui Ping said: "Okay!"

The horn that Lu Ying mentioned was actually a kind of trumpet made of a lamb's horn. The sound was very similar to the chirping of a bird. The dead soldiers often used this horn to convey messages and warnings, etc.

The two made an appointment to lead their own teams and set off. Lu Ying led the people along the southern ridge all the way up, like a group of ghosts, quietly approaching the mountain village.

When he arrived at the appointed place, he asked his men to send a signal, and sure enough, three noises were heard from the opposite side. Soon he saw the shadows of the mountains and forests on the opposite side, as if someone was moving, and the grass and trees also made rustling noises.

Lu Ying's eyes flashed, and she finally gave instructions: "When we get down there, find a place to hide, and when the other side starts fighting, we'll kill them all together."

His dead men acted quickly, sneaked into the small village along the hillside, and laid an ambush on the roofs and behind the houses.

The strange thing is that there has been no movement on the other side.

Lu Ying watched anxiously from above, so she personally picked up the horn and blew the signal. The other party still responded three times, but there was no action.

How could Lu Ying not understand that Cui Yan across from him was also an old fox, thinking the same thing as him? It seemed that the plan to kill with a borrowed knife had been discovered by the other party.

"Woo, woo." Lu Ying didn't take it seriously and blew one long and two short attack signals, then pulled out the ring-headed knife from his waist and rushed down.

In the valley village, noises suddenly arose. People in black kicked down the doors one after another, looking for traces of Song Xin and the others. But except for a bunch of black spherical things, there was no one anywhere in the house.

When they entered the village, on the hillside to the east of the village, Song Xin and Zhang Moyang were standing side by side. There was another person beside them, who turned out to be Cui Ping. He lightly touched his face and removed his disguise, and it turned out to be Zhang Xiuyang.

The people Lu Ying sent to contact him actually met Zhang Xiuyang, and the people who met Lu Ying at the foot of the mountain were actually Zhang Moyang and Song Xin who used shape-changing talismans to disguise themselves.

Zhang Moyang said: "They all went in."

Song Xin nodded.

Suddenly, there was a violent explosion, flashing in the darkness, and a cloud of black smoke sprayed into the air. Several figures could be vaguely seen flying into the sky along with the black smoke.

Those on the ground who were lucky enough not to be blown up to the sky were even more unlucky. Their faces and bodies were riddled with holes from stones and iron slag, and they screamed to death.

Lu Ying had never seen such a weapon before, and was stunned for a moment. Then there was another explosion, and the dilapidated roofs were lifted into the air, and together with the dead soldiers inside, they were sent to the sky. For a while, stones, wood

The storm formed by debris and caltrops spread in all directions, and even the well-trained warriors became fearful in the face of the inevitable storm of death.

Lu Ying suddenly thought of the piles of black balls in the room. I am afraid that this terrible fireball is related to those things!

These are the home-made hand grenades that Song Xin commissioned Zhang Moyang to make. They are made of gunpowder wrapped with a handful of caltrops or sharp stones, and then wrapped in layers of linen soaked in glue oil to make them the size of a coconut. Zhang Moyang placed inside these fire bombs

A talisman specially designed to detonate can be controlled and activated by divine consciousness. The talisman only detonates the gunpowder inside and will not directly hurt people. Naturally, it avoids the suppression of heavenly punishment.

"Get out of the house! Don't go in."

But at this time, his voice was drowned out by the explosion and panicked screams. Only a few people heard it and evacuated from the house in time. But as soon as he walked to the road in the middle of the small village, another burst of fire broke out under his feet.

, followed by a storm of caltrops and stones.

Although the houses in this village were originally dilapidated, they were still neat. But after so much trouble, they were already in a mess. Countless dead bodies in black clothes lay scattered among the ruins. Lu Ying's heart was broken when she saw these.

They are all elite forces cultivated by the family for many years. Now that the loss is so great, even if I am lucky enough to go back, I am afraid I will not escape death.

"These are the dead soldiers that the Lu family spent a lot of money to train...could they all be lost here?" He felt like his heart was bleeding.

What's even more annoying is that he didn't even see the shadow of his opponent, and that damn Cui Yan never showed up from beginning to end...

Seeing that there were not many people below who could move, Zhang Moyang and the others said to Song Xin: "Brother Song, the last enemy chieftain belongs to you."

Song Xin nodded and strode forward.

Desperate Lu Ying saw a figure walking out from among the ruins.

"Song Xin!" Lu Ying shouted loudly.

"Aren't you looking for me? What a coincidence, I'm looking for you too."

"Did you do all this?" Lu Ying asked sharply.

"That's right."

"You...what kind of weapon are you..."

"You will know it in a few hundred years, but you won't understand it even if I tell you now." As Song Xin spoke, there was a sharp blade in his hand.

Lu Ying's last few remaining dead soldiers were all dark-faced and injured, but they still protected Lu Ying.

"Let's go." Lu Ying said suddenly.

"Sir, you, we will protect you to the death!!" The dead soldiers were unwilling to retreat.

"As long as you live, Mr. Lu will not punish you, but I can only die here. Even if I go back, I will not escape death." Lu Ying was a little desperate.

"But...my lord..."

"Go back, this is the last military order I give you!" Lu Ying said seriously and solemnly.

"No..." The dead soldiers struggled for a while, but slowly retreated. Song Xin had no intention of chasing them. These people looked to be only a few years older than himself, and they should not be direct descendants of the Lu family.

, they are probably all abandoned children from poor families or those who have lost their parents.

When Lu Ying saw that Song Xin didn't stop him, he laughed miserably and said, "You can let them go. I, Lu Ying, admire you as a man. My acquaintance with you is not in vain."

"Master Lu, I know that we are just our own masters, but you killed Lin Danda and let my father-killing enemy sneak attack me, so I have to seek revenge from you."

Lu Ying asked: "Humph, is it worth it for a common man?"

Song Xin said solemnly: "Although he is a member of the market, he knows how to go out of his way to save his friends, but he also understands Ji Bu Yinuo. He died for me, and I have the obligation to avenge him."

"Haha, Song Xin, stop talking to me about this. Let's see whether your swordsmanship is better or mine is better today!!"

Lu Ying laughed loudly, pulled out the long knife from her waist, and chopped it into Song Xin's face. Song Xin gently raised the long sword and flicked Lu Ying away with all his strength. Lu Ying only felt soreness in her arms.

He almost lost his hand even with the long sword. His skill was nothing in front of Song Xin.

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Ying was shocked. He didn't expect Song Xin to be so strong.

Song Xin shook his head, "Mr. Lu, when I was at the Dian School, I also received your advice. I could have killed you with this sword, but I didn't. This can be regarded as repaying your help."

Lu Ying was stunned for a moment, but suddenly a white light flashed in front of her eyes, and she couldn't feel her body in an instant.
Chapter completed!