Volume 7: Ma Mingfeng is Xiaoxiao, and the Young Man Raises His Sword
When the fine linen man heard the words, he kept kowtowing and said: "Good man, I know everything I know, and I will tell you everything. I just ask you to spare my life."
Su Ling raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "It depends on your performance... But I want to listen to the truth. You don't know that my sword-carrying brother has a good skill. He knows five hundred things beforehand."
Years later, I will know five hundred years later, if you say anything wrong or lie, I can't guarantee that my brother will get angry and scream..."
Lin Bulang didn't dare to laugh when he heard what Su Ling said, so he had to cooperate with him and use a little more force on the long sword on the thin linen pole.
The thin linen stick was so frightened that his calves twisted, and he hurriedly said: "You two good men, I will definitely tell the truth! Tell the truth!"
Su Ling nodded with satisfaction and said: "Let me ask you, you guys here in Xicheng stayed up so late at night and were soaked like a drowned chicken, what do you want to do..."
Xi Ma Gan hurriedly said in fear: "We don't want to either. Who doesn't want to go home with his wife and children in this horrible weather? It's just that I heard it. I really don't know. A few days ago,
About three or four days ago, a craftsman came to Bohai City from Jiuzhang. He seemed to be a very important person around Xiao Thief. I don’t know if he was named Jia Ling or Su Ling. I heard about it but I can’t remember clearly.
Anyway, it’s called Ling..."
Su Ling was angry and wanted to laugh. He really didn't expect that he would bump into Sister Ling in this time and space. He frowned slightly and said: "What Jia Ling, Su Ling! The last name is Su!"
It was obvious that Lidya Su was emphasizing intentionally.
The fine linen stick immediately bowed and said: "Yes, yes, the good man said his name is Su Ling, so his name is Su Ling..."
Su Ling was speechless for a moment, glared at him and said: "Stop talking nonsense, keep talking!"
The fine linen pole then continued: "Since that Su Ling came, Bohai City's city defense has added sentries, but it is not as tight as it is now. I heard that Governor Chun is in the bamboo forest in the west of the city..."
As he spoke, he pointed the thin linen pole in the direction of the bamboo forest, for fear that Su Ling would not believe what he said.
"I blocked Su Ling and his gang. I originally wanted to dig out the gambling den, but who would have thought that ten people escaped with Su Ling... and many Bohai troops were killed."
This thin man is actually a talkative person. Once he opens his chat box, he will talk endlessly, spitting and spitting. He is so focused on chatting that he forgets for a moment that he is still being hijacked.
But hearing the thin linen stick suddenly grow angry, he spat suddenly. If Su Ling hadn't moved faster, he might have spat on Su Ling's clothes.
"Let's just say, what the hell is Su Ling? He doesn't just leave the good old Zhang City alone, but insists on coming to Bohai City to cause trouble and make us unable to live in peace. He's really not a thing!"
The fine linen man got carried away and began to curse.
Su Ling laughed angrily. He couldn't help but hit the thin linen pole with a big blow on his face. He hit the thin linen pole and turned it around. Finally, his mind cooled down and he understood his role - he was being beaten.
He was held hostage, how could he forget about this?
Looking at Su Ling again, he glared and cursed: "You are not a thing! Your whole family is not a thing!"
Xima Gan still had the courage to ask Lin Bulang, who was holding him hostage: "Brother, I am scolding Su Ling, why is he so angry!"
Su Ling spread his hands, rolled his eyes, and said with a speechless face: "My dear friend, let me introduce you to you, my name is Su Ling..."
"Su...I'll give you my own mother!" The fine linen man suddenly turned pale and kept kowtowing again. He opened his hands to the left and right, slapped himself in the mouth, and said he deserved to die.
Su Ling then said again: "Go on, don't throw away the other bits and pieces. If you talk nonsense again, I'll kill you..."
"Yes, yes, yes!" The fine linen man nodded his head and said hurriedly: "This Su Ling, isn't it... After you ran away, Master Chun Da Governor issued an order to the four sects, asking us to
Add more manpower. During the day, the Bohai City defense force was deployed to follow.
It's like a horse lantern, and the sky is in full swing. And because I haven't seen you, my dear, all day long, Governor Chun Da temporarily ordered a curfew for the entire Bohai City to prevent you from getting away... So don't look at the rain.
, we have to stay here, right?"
Su Ling nodded, and then he understood why Bohai was so quiet tonight. It turned out to be Chunyong's temporary curfew.
Su Ling asked again: "Let me ask you again, how is the distribution of troops in the four cities!"
Hearing this, Xima Gan looked embarrassed and bowed repeatedly with a mournful face: "You are embarrassing me, I am just a pawn guarding the city gate. With the deployment of troops in these four cities, Governor Chun Da will not handle such a big event."
Tell me, I’m afraid not many people know about it except our leader.”
Su Ling thought for a while and felt that what the thin linen rod said was true. Given his level, he really didn't know about it.
Su Ling nodded and said, "Are there halberd guards in the west city?"
Xima Gan then nodded and said: "Yes! Yes! It is said that there are about a hundred halberd guards at the West City Gate, and there are halberd guards not only at the West City Gate, but also at the other three gates."
Su Lingyi frowned and said: "It is said? You are not sure whether there is one or not?"
The fine linen man explained hurriedly: "It is indeed said that Governor Chun Da came to the West City Gate for inspection in the afternoon, and before leaving, he left his confidant Duan Xing here. When they were talking, the villain happened to
beside
While standing guard, I listened to a lot of rumors. Governor Chun Da said that there were more than 100 halberd guards at the west gate, commanded by Duan Xing... He also said that the west gate was just taking precautions and taking precautions in advance. The key point
It’s the North City Gate of Bohai.”
Su Ling was secretly happy. It seemed that Chunyong really thought that they would rush to attack the north gate, so he guarded most of the troops at the north gate. Fortunately, we did the opposite, otherwise we would have been doomed.
"Since you have heard it and know the approximate number, it is accurate. Why do you only say it is rumored?" Su Ling said solemnly.
The head of the fine linen pole shook like a rattle and said: "No, no, no! I dare not lie to you. It is just what I heard, because no matter how large the city's defenders are, they are basically gathered under the city gate, at the top of the city and in the city tower. However,
So far, I have only seen Duan Xing alone. It is said that there are more than a hundred halberd guards left behind, but I have not seen any of the younger ones."
"hiss--"
Su Ling took a breath of air.
It seems that Chunyong is really not as stupid as he looks. He must have ambushed the halberd guards somewhere at the west city gate to prevent us from making a sneak attack. In this way, no matter how dark we are, they will also be in the dark.
We all arrived together. The halberd guards in the dark and the soldiers guarding the city were attacking from both sides. The situation was dangerous!
Furthermore, the natural advantage of the Halberd Guards is that the cavalry are actually on horseback. If they are stationed in the city tower, it will definitely be inconvenient to charge into the formation on horseback, and their strength will be greatly reduced.
If they are guarding the city gate, if there is any movement at the city gate, they can mount their horses and rush to kill them.
Lucky! Lucky! Fortunately, I let Zhao Fengyu and the others stay in the dark alley, and only Lin Bulang followed me. With the speed of myself and Lin Bulang, and the heavy rain in the dark night, I wanted to hide in the dark.
The Halberd Guards didn't notice.
Su Ling added: "Besides the Halberd Guards, how many people are there at the west city gate and where are they?"
"I..." The thin linen pole hesitated for a moment, and Su Ling glared fiercely. He was so frightened that he hurriedly said: "There are two rows of twenty guards under the city gate, and there are eight more on the city wall.
There are three archers and four spear guards standing on it. Others, including Duan Xing and our leader, are in the tower. All of them, not counting the spear guards, are about one hundred and forty-five."
Su Ling secretly calculated that there were more than 100 halberd guards, plus the soldiers guarding the city, there were at most 300 people in total.
Although the three hundred people are much less than those in the bamboo forest, the more than one hundred people of the Halberd Guards are the elite of the elite. In addition, the city gate is high and thick. They rely on the city gate defenses. If they are forced to close it in a hurry,
At the city gate, the ten of them really had no way of escaping.
Su Ling thought for a moment, and then targeted the eight archers on the city wall as his primary target.
Su Ling understood that if we only focused on killing on the ground, Zhao Fengyu alone would be a big killer, and the others might be able to rush out for free, but these eight archers were a big trouble.
In the dark night, if eight archers were condescending and suddenly fired cold arrows, their own people would definitely be unable to defend themselves, and they would definitely become living targets.
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Eight archers, more or less. In addition, there are four spear guards.
We must get rid of these twelve people as quickly as possible, and we must also make them make as little noise as possible so that the soldiers and generals in the nearby tower cannot hear them, so as not to alert the enemy.
One can imagine how difficult it is.
Lidya Su's head hurt just thinking about it.
He suddenly thought that after some time, he would also learn skills such as concealed weapons, or raise some flying creatures like the dead ghost Yan Wugui back then. If this came to the city, a big summoning spell would make these bastards run away.
Got it.
Or, when this matter is over, go to various places to find Fushenzi's fake bull nose, and trick him into using the modern weapon in his hand for a few days. By then, whether it is a god or a ghost, it will be over in just a few clicks.
After thinking about it, now I can only rely on myself and the weapons in Lin Bulang's hands to stop it.
After thinking about it, Su Ling turned to the linen pole and said, "Are you sure there are only twelve people on the battlements? You won't miss it, right?"
The fine linen pole hurriedly waved his hand and said: "You can't be wrong. Today's city head lighting ceremony was entrusted to me by the boss!"
Su Ling nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Brother, what is your name?"
The fine linen stick clucked its lips twice and said, "The younger one's name is Masan..."
Su Ling nodded and said: "I mean, Masan'er, it's windy and rainy, and you're quite tired. Otherwise, why would you want to hide in this remote corner of the city wall? Isn't that right? Why don't you learn from this?
You pudgy brother, why don't you take a good sleep here to relieve your fatigue?"
Na Ma San's face turned green, and he waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no! He was killed by you, I don't want to imitate him... Good man, Uncle Su! Ancestor Su! Please spare this villain!"
Take your life! I’ve told you everything I know!”
Su Ling still smiled lightly and said: "Your pudgy brother is not dead, we just help him sleep so that he can fall asleep faster. You should do the same!"
How willing was Masan? Just when he was about to beg for mercy again, he saw Lin Bulang withdrawing the tip of his long sword and hitting Masan on the back of the head with the hilt.
"Su..." Ma San only had time to say the word "Su" before his vision went dark, his body went limp, and he fell to the rain-stained ground.
Su Lingzhen didn't take the lives of Masan and the horse-tethering people, he just knocked them unconscious and they would wake up after a while.
He must not let them wake up, otherwise when he and Lin Bulang leave, if these two people run to inform again, all their efforts will be wasted.
Lin Bulang smiled faintly at Su Ling and said, "Sir, you have a heart of a Buddha. If you hadn't, these two people would not be alive."
Su Ling sighed and said: "After all, they have families. As soldiers at the lowest level, their whole family's survival depends on their meager military pay. Killing them two will mean killing two families...
"
Lin Bulang's face turned solemn and he said, "Young Master is absolutely right! Bulang has learned a lesson!"
Su Ling patted Lin Bulang on the shoulder and said, "Bulang, you were also poor back then. Although we have no worries about food and clothing now, we must never forget that there are still many poor people in the world!"
Lin Bulang nodded, and then whispered: "Sir, what should we do next!"
Su Ling slowly raised his hand, stretched out a finger and pointed at the extremely high city wall stacks: "Next step, send all the dozen or so eyesores on the city wall stacks to see their grandma!
"
As soon as he finished speaking, two white streams of light rose up at the same time and passed away suddenly.