God's Summoner

Chapter 1879 The general will inevitably die before the battle! ! !
"Ding!!!"

Mo Yu Qilin had just been whipped to death by Wen Zhongyi, and Ji Kao immediately received a system prompt here.

It was cold, without a trace of emotion, like a mechanical sound that was extremely numb...

"Ding!!! The system detected the death of 'Moyu Qilin'. The basic combat value of Moyu Qilin was 89. After death, 9 resurrection fragments burst out, which have been stored in the owner Ji Kao's system warehouse."

Hearing the system prompt, Ji Kao... had no expression on his face.

From a long time ago, he had already forced himself to be ready to hear such system prompts anytime, anywhere.

And when Song Jiang died not long ago, Ji Kao already knew... In the following days, he would receive such system messages from time to time.

After all, if the earthen pot is not broken without the well, the general will inevitably die before the battle. '

As long as the Qin State does not truly unify this huge land of gods, such things... will inevitably happen.

Thinking of this, Ji Kao suddenly sighed.

"Ugh!!!"

This sigh sounded from the top of the mountain, was blown away by the mountain wind, and melted into the darkness.

Not far away, the accompanying eunuch Zheng He heard this sigh, thinking of the night when Song Jiang died not long ago, he felt a faint feeling in his heart.

However, Zheng He has followed Ji Kao for many years, and while he has won Ji Kao's trust, he also understands Ji Kao's mood very well, so he immediately stepped forward to salute, and said in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, do you need servants to prepare wine?"

Ji Kao didn't say a word, until after a while, he raised his hand and waved.

Not long after, Zheng He took people to prepare the wine and record it, and sent it to Ji Kao.

In total, there was also...the national flag of Qin, and a gold pen.

Ji Kao picked up the wine glass, took a sip, then poured the fine wine into the ground, murmuring in his heart.

"Moyu Qilin, go all the way!!!"

After saying this, he picked up a pen and wrote the name of Moyu Qilin on the national flag of Qin.

On the top of the national flag, the ink of Song Jiang's name had already dried up.

……

Southern Xinjiang, Mount Emei, beside the carriage.

Moyu Qilin's head was shattered, blood and brains flowed sideways, there was a trace of unwillingness and despair in his eyes, a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he died on the extremely cold snow.

At the same time, Wen Zhong's whip had already flown back to the carriage, and his whole body had returned to his sickly appearance after being seriously injured, as if he had never made a move.

In the distance, white snow fluttered, and Li Yuanfang had fled away.

However, under the serious injury, his figure was slightly sluggish.

"According to the legend, Ji Kao has a secret organization called 'Jinyiwei' under his command. Among them, there are many masters, especially good at assassination. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation."

Through the window, Wen Zhong looked at Li Yuanfang's fleeing figure from a distance, and then said coldly.

"Okay, there's no need to chase after them. These assassins are like rotten flies. Even if you drive them away, they will fly back."

Following the order, more than a dozen secret guards who originally planned to pursue Li Yuanfang retreated, and merged with the rest of the secret guards, carefully identifying each other's identities.

Soon, they discovered that the secret guard who had been disguised by Mo Yu Qilin before had already been killed.

After discovering this, these secret guards who were absolutely loyal to Wen Zhong and were not afraid of life and death at all, couldn't help feeling a little terrified, so none of them found out when their companion died, and Mo Yu Qilin was beside him and others again. How long have you been together.

This kind of fear from the unknown is indeed more terrifying than death... sometimes.

Not only them, even Tu Xingsun felt a slight headache at the moment.

After all, besides Wen Zhong at this moment, besides his apprentice Yu Qing, he seems to be the only one who can be regarded as a real master.

As for the other secret guards, they may have good combat power on the battlefield, but when faced with such a sudden killing situation, the gap between them and those excellent assassins of Qin State is really too big.

Under such circumstances, if the assassins of the Jinyiwei of the Qin State have been brave enough to launch sneak attacks without fear of death, then...

Even if he is himself, he can't save Wen Zhong's life.

However, at this moment, Tu Xingsun looked at Wen Zhong's expression, it seemed that Wen Zhong didn't take the matter of being attacked very much.

Perhaps, this is the composure and arrogance that a generation of strong generals must show, but Tu Xingsun didn't want Wen Zhong's safety to affect his future career in education and business, so he immediately frowned slightly, He winked at Yu Qing who was acting calm behind Wen Zhong.

Yu Qing has always been very worried about Wen Zhong's safety. Seeing Tu Xingsun's wink at this moment, he was slightly taken aback at first, but immediately knew what Tu Xingsun was thinking, and immediately bowed and said to Wen Zhong.

"Master, the origin of the opponent is unknown, and the offensive is even more terrifying. Do you want...or should you retreat temporarily?"

"I can't retreat anymore, I can't retreat anymore..." Wen Zhong didn't pay attention to the words of his beloved apprentice at all, with a faint self-mockery on his pale face, he gently stroked the blood-stained whip with his right hand, and said leisurely.

"This old man rarely retires in this life."

Hearing Wen Zhong's words, Tu Xingsun's face seemed calm, but he started to scold his mother in his heart, thinking that you are an old man who likes to pretend to be cool and exciting, but he has no such interest, so he immediately said in a low voice.

"Grand Master, the situation in our business is in turmoil right now. Please take the world as the most important thing and go back to Chaoge immediately. Although Tu Xingsun is not talented, he can guarantee that within half a month, he will send Grand Master back safely. Chaoge."

It is indeed the most effective method to persuade a loyal minister with "the world".

However, such words at this moment are of no use to Wen Zhong.

At this moment, after listening to Tu Xingsun's words, Wen Zhong turned around to look at Tu Xingsun, and said coldly.

"Tu Xingsun, you are a little smart, but on the battlefield, in the overall situation of the world, your smartness is far from enough."

While talking, Wen Zhong suddenly smiled wryly again, raised his head and looked in the direction of Chao Ge from a distance, and said like self-deprecating.

"The current big merchants don't need me, let alone a dying me."

After finishing speaking, Wen Zhong waved his hands slightly, looking a little tired, and closed his eyes.

"Keep going!!! There are a lot of flies along the road, so be careful."

Seeing him like this, Tu Xingsun was annoyed, his eyeballs kept rolling, but it was still difficult to guess Wen Zhong's current thoughts, so he had to greet many secret guards again and move forward again.

Soon, the figures of the group were gradually submerged by the falling snowflakes, and disappeared far away in the darkness without a trace.

(End of this chapter)