The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 1124: Group Portrait ([-])

I heard that no matter it is the Thorn Snake Guard or the Blood Clothes Army, it has been in the hands of the Blood Marquis for seven or eight years, and it has only been a month since their special service brigade was established. Even with the same number of people, they cannot be defeated.

Even if all the martial arts practitioners in Xuanwu Dao are organized, there should be 30 to [-], right?But Jiang Wei found out after private deduction with several team leaders that there was still no chance of winning.

Because no matter how many people there are, they are still mobs, and an organized charge can crush them into an army.

What's more, can these people really be organized?How many righteous men like those who went to the river?

He suddenly felt that what his father said made a lot of sense, why not leave Zhongdu and move to the Northwest, it would be good to come to the Northwest Xiazong, right?
After all, it is the birthplace of the chivalrous spirit, so it doesn't matter if you are a little poor - if Li Haoran, the chivalrous patriarch, can come to Zhongdu, that would be great.

He thought like this, but similar thoughts were quickly extinguished, because he was reluctant to part with Zhongdu, this is the place where he grew up, and he was familiar with everything here.

Speaking of it, he is not the eldest son in the family, he has two older brothers, but died in the attack of the barren tribe when he was in Xuanzhou in the northeast more than ten years ago.

The eldest brother is 19 years old, and the second brother is 17 years old. He is the third child. He was only five years old at the time. After nearly a year of hard work, his father brought him and his mother to Zhongdu.

Now he is 23 years old. His 17-year-old sister Jiang Yiyun and 12-year-old younger brother Jiang Shan were both born in Zhongdu, so they are considered natives of Zhongdu.

He still remembers the difficult journey during his childhood. The family of three would encounter bandits and robbers from time to time, and his father had to fight them off time and time again.

Along the way, he had to experience the exploitation of those sect forces, and his father fought with others more and more, but in this way, his father's identity as a high-level swordsman was exposed.

Then, those sect masters felt that their father's existence had affected their dominance, and they chased and killed them again and again.

The mother originally also had the strength of the eighth rank, but under such an endless struggle, she was injured by someone, and the father spent a lot of strength and scattered all the family wealth to save the mother's life.

But even so, the mother's old injuries are hard to recover. Although she has an eighth-rank rank, once she touches someone, her vitality will boil. If she is not careful, she will be swallowed by her own vitality, and then die.

Except for the rank of eighth rank, she is almost the same as ordinary women now, except that her life expectancy is one year longer than others without doing anything.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the mother's body becomes easier to conceive, which breaks the difficult problem of offspring of the eighth rank.

The deceased elder brother and second elder brother were born before the eighth grade of their parents. I was born more than ten years later than them. After coming to Zhongdu, my younger sister was four years younger than myself. Within a few years, my younger brother was born again.

But now, under the situation in Zhongdu, is the family going to relocate to the northwest again?Do you want to go through that kind of ordeal again?

The father of the ninth rank and the mother of the eighth rank were all like this when they came to Zhongdu all the way back then, so now there is only himself and his father of the seventh rank... Can the mother and younger siblings survive?

Going to the Northwest is more dangerous than Zhongdu, at least here, there is still a chance to save your life... This is how he convinced himself.

What's more, he was not only reluctant to leave Zhongdu, but also his secret service teammates who had been with him day and night and fought side by side.

It was a group, and no one could do without anyone. Although the training was harsh and the battle was fierce, each of them found something called "honor" there.

He remembered that on the day when he officially became a secret service member, everyone cut their palms together and made a blood oath.

"We will protect our families, protect the weak, resist oppression, uphold the principles of heaven and justice, fight for our homeland, and fight for justice, until we die, and we will never regret it!"

That scene was very shocking. The blood from everyone's cut palms floated in mid-air when it dripped, and gathered into a huge ball of blood.

Then he crashed into that mouth and stood on the big clock in the center of the square, engraved with the word "Justice".

The big bell made a sound that reverberated in the sky and the earth, echoing in the ears of all the special service members, shaking their minds, and then the huge blood cells sank into the bell, and the two sides merged into one.

The original brass-colored big clock gradually turned bright red.

That is an oath recognized by this world!Everyone is very excited, we represent "justice"!We are on the right track!
Jiang Weiyou remembered that standing under the big bell, the beautiful and dignified Captain Yingci was valiant. She was wearing a tight and neat black uniform like everyone else.

Suddenly, a large white cloak spread from her collar, fluttering and dancing with the wind, it was neither beautiful nor majestic.

Afterwards, behind the ten squadron leaders standing below her and their vice-captains, the same large white wind also appeared, fluttering in the distance.

"The special service team is established from today. We will protect our families, protect the weak, resist oppression, uphold the principles of heaven and justice, fight for our homeland, and fight for justice. We will die until death, and we will never regret it!"

She swung her sword forward, and everyone raised their fists, shouting in unison again, repeating the oath just now.

Afterwards, the captain turned around and knelt down on one knee in front of the big bell. At this moment, the ten squadron leaders and deputy squadron leaders also made the same movement.

Only then did the people below see clearly, they read the words on the back of the cloak.

justice!

Exactly the same handwriting as on the big clock.

They repeated that oath again.

And then... Every small captain received the same cloak, and the big captain told them that wearing such a cloak was not only an honor, but also a responsibility.

And similarly, this kind of cloak is also the most eye-catching on the battlefield. It is the object of the enemy's focus. While bearing the glory and responsibility, it also bears the corresponding danger...

Then, Qu Liang, the deputy captain of his team, began to covet this "great cloak of justice" and kept harassing it.

"Let me wear it, everyone came out of a training camp, you still begged me at that time, forgot that you were so hungry that you couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, I gave you the chicken legs that I had hidden privately?"

He shamelessly began to turn over the account.

"Hey~ Just wear it for one day, can it work for one day? As a reward, after this mission is over, I will invite you to go to the Smurfs to have fun..."

He discussed with himself like a rascal.

"...Can this be called stealing? I just took it out to have a look, and try to see if the size matches me..."

When he was found secretly taking out a big cloak from his closet and putting it on, he argued like this.

"Brother is from the Northwest...Boy, you are promising and you have a bright mind, but I won't lose to you, just wait, the position of team leader must be mine. After all, I've been from before the war..."

(End of this chapter)