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Chapter 962

"Sir, why are you doing this?"

Qinghuai sighed and was about to speak, but was stopped by Jin Feng.

"I leave the hammer to you!"

"Yes!" Iron Hammer rubbed his hands and sneered: "I will definitely pry his mouth open!"

When Qinghuai heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Jin Feng gratefully.

In any case, Mr. Tong was once his teacher. If he ordered Mr. Tong to be tortured to extract a confession, he would definitely be attacked.

But when Jin Feng and Mr. Tong met for the first time, they didn’t need to worry about this.

"Jin Feng, I am a scholar and an emperor's master. You cannot torture me!"

Mr. Tong glared at Jin Feng and shouted.

In the feudal era, there was a saying that politeness was not reserved for common people and punishment was not superior to scholar-bureaucrats, which meant that punishment could not be used on officials.

This can be regarded as a kind of mutual protection between officials.

After all, those responsible for trial and punishment are also officials, and protecting the interests of other officials is also protecting one's own interests.

"You said I'm going against the grain, do you think I care about these things?"

Jin Feng sneered and waved his hand towards the hammer.

He has never been one to repay kindness with kindness. The other party wants to kill him, but he still thinks that he is being polite to him?

Even if a dead soldier falls into the hands of a hammer, he may not be able to survive, let alone a scholar?

Mr. Tong shouted loudly, but he couldn't bear it even after the first torture, so he asked questions and said whatever he wanted.

In less than half an hour, the hammer came back.

"How's it going? Have you asked?" Jin Feng asked.

"The King of Qin fled to the Taihang Mountains. This old boy doesn't know the specific location." Tie Zhui replied.

Jin Feng was not surprised by this result.

It is difficult for a person like King Qin to completely trust someone. He would be damned if he told Mr. Tong his specific location.

"Go and do your work."

Jin Feng waved his hand towards the hammer.

But the hammer didn't go away.

"Is there anything else?" Jin Feng asked.

"According to the old boy's account, the fourth prince Chen Zheng joined forces with the King of Qin, the King of Jin, the King of Chu, King Xiang, and many dignitaries to set up an assassination team composed entirely of masters of death, to assassinate His Majesty and related people. The assassination of Qinghou may have been

These people have moved their hands."

"It seems that they are really desperate. They are not smart enough and are starting to play dirty tricks!"

Jin Feng frowned slightly.

It is easy to dodge open spears but hard to defend against hidden arrows. He attacks cities and territories openly and openly. Jin Feng is not afraid of anyone.

But this kind of dead warrior hiding in the dark is disgusting.

You never know where they will pop up.

For example, this time, wasn't Qinghuai's defense tight? Wasn't he still assassinated? Wasn't he still approached by Mr. Tong?

Jin Feng had no good solution to this problem and could only increase the security force as much as possible.

"Tie Hammer, send a message back to the village and ask the village to increase patrol strength. Wuyang Xiaorou and the others will also increase their security strength by two squads each."

Jin Feng ordered: "Ask brothers from two more classes to come over. You will be divided into three classes in total, and each class will be on duty for four hours."

Previously, the Guards led by Iron Hammer only had day and night shifts, with each shift lasting twelve hours.

Every hour or two before getting off work, many guards will involuntarily relax.

It's not that they are not dedicated, but standing on guard for more than ten hours in a row will make everyone tired.

In fact, dividing the personal guards into three shifts cannot completely avoid this problem, but it can relieve the fatigue of the personal guards to a great extent.

"Yes!" Tie Zhui nodded and continued: "In addition, the old boy also confessed one thing."

"What's the matter?" Jin Feng asked.

"The Fourth Prince and the others know that they are no match for us and cannot defend the city. They plan to break up all the teams and then hide to cause trouble for us."

Tie Chui said: "The old boy said that the fourth prince has already started to launch this plan, and King Jin and King Chu are also preparing."

"This is a guerrilla war against me!"

Jin Feng couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

"Guerrilla warfare?"

This was the first time Iron Hammer heard this word, but he quickly understood what Jin Feng meant.

Worried and asked: "Sir, what should we do?"

Qinghuai, who was sitting nearby, also said, "Once we let them hide, it will be very troublesome."

He relied on this move to make the main force of the party in a state of chaos.

"Don't worry, they can't hide it!"

Jin Feng sneered: "Guerrilla warfare requires a strong mass base. Only if the people are willing to help them can they hide. If the people are unwilling to help them, they can only hide in the mountains and forests like rats!"

Without a source of supplies, how long do you think they can hide it?"

At that time, there was a great disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves, so the great grandfather also adopted guerrilla warfare to preserve his strength and prevent large troops from being surrounded and suppressed by the enemy.

But a large part of the reason why the great grandfather was successful was that he was willing to fight against local tycoons to divide their land. The people knew that they could live a good life by following him, so they were willing to protect him.

But the purpose of the Fourth Prince's actions was to prevent Jin Feng from attacking the local tyrants to divide their land. It's a shame that the people were willing to help them.

So Jin Feng didn't worry about their guerrilla war at all, because they were destined to fail.

Relatively speaking, Jin Feng was more worried about the assassination teams hiding in the dark.

They are the real trouble.

Iron Hammer moved quickly, and on the third day after Jin Feng's order was passed down, several airships came over carrying two classes of escorts.

Jin Feng's personal guards also switched from two shifts to three shifts.

After more than half a month, the assassination team that Mr. Tong mentioned did not appear, and everything around the camp was calm.

However, Iron Hammer did not relax its vigilance. On the contrary, it placed higher and higher demands on the personal guards. They would patrol from time to time every day to prevent any personal guards from becoming distracted or dozing off while on duty.

For more than half a month, the Zhongming Group and the Song and Dance Troupe have not been idle, and the work of allocating land to local tyrants is in full swing.

Now that all the fields in Jingzhao Mansion and Lantian have been allocated, the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau quickly established a branch in the city, and also organized various villages and towns to set up militia tiger fighting teams, who were temporarily responsible for the security tasks in the towns.

Many people in the villages and towns bordering Lantian in Jingzhao Prefecture already know about the land allocation for local tyrants. People in several villages and towns have already trapped local landlords at home. They are all looking forward to the Zhongming Group and the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau to go over and allocate land to them as soon as possible.

Where is the land?

Zhongming's team did not keep them waiting. After confirming that there were no omissions in Jingzhao Mansion and Lantian, they began to enter the neighboring Lianshui County and prepared to start the work of dividing the fields.

But who knew that on the first day when Zhong Ming's team arrived in Lianshui County, something unexpected happened.

That night, an eight-man assassination team made a sneak attack on the Zhongming Group's location.

These people are all masters among the dead soldiers, and their individual combat capabilities far exceed that of a single bodyguard.

It was night, and the bodyguards were scattered on duty, unable to form a military formation, so they were caught off guard by the assassination team.

The thirty bodyguards responsible for security work, as well as the Zhongming team resting in the yard, were all killed by eight death warrior masters!

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