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Chapter 41: Careless
"Speed ​​gathering!"

"What are you all dilly-dallying about?"

"Military orders are as heavy as a mountain. You are going to die!"

Under the urging of the herald, all 300 garrison troops arrived within a cup of tea.

Chen Sanshi was naturally among them.

The leaders were Captain Xiong and Captain Liu, and there was no sign of Xiang Tingchun.

"set off!"

At the command, the entire army attacked.

"It's so sudden."

This was the first time that Chen Sanshi had carried out a mission that truly confronted the enemy: "Where is Captain Wang?"

"He's not in now."

Captain Liu came over and said, "Early this morning, the captain gathered the masters of the four martial arts halls at the Babao Restaurant in the name of a banquet, and then asked Captain Wang and Captain Luo to lead two hundred people to accompany them. They have not returned yet."

Banquet?

This is probably to put the martial arts school under house arrest to prevent them from interfering with the operation.

It seems that the hiding place of the Wushen Cult has really been found today, and Xiang Tingchun must get the magic treasure.

"It seems that there is no time for me to improve my strength."

“Just improvise!”

Again, Chen Sanshi would not take too much risk for the treasure.

Xiang Tingchun personally participated in the fight, which had reached the level of an internal organs warrior, and he could not get involved even if he wanted to.

Waiting for the opportunity.

If there is a chance, he will give it a try, if not, forget it.

"Master Qian Hu, you can arrest people if you want, but why do you want to put the martial arts school under house arrest? Is it related to making them bleed?"

Captain Liu and Captain Xiong also felt that something was wrong.

But the specific reasons were not mentioned and they did not ask.

For some things, the more you know, the better.

"Three stones."

Captain Liu patted him on the shoulder and said, "When we get there, you don't have to rush forward. Just lead your people and stay at the back to block the road."

"Fatty Wang is really nice to you."

Captain Xiong held up his battle axe and said, "For this matter, he even agreed, for the first time ever, to invite us to Chun Man Lou."

"Thank you, my two centurions."

Chen Sanshi stepped back and went to look for his men.

"Ha ha!"

Zhu Tong seemed a little excited.

He had broken through the blood training a few days ago and was worried that he had no place to use his skills: "Let me kill some barbarians too!"

Xu Wencai was trembling visibly. The long spear he used to form the formation was just a crutch in his hand. He stammered, "Sir, I heard that the Wushen Cult kills people without blinking an eye. But I don't know any martial arts at all!"

"You're just a piece of trash, or you can just run away."

Zhu Tong cursed him as usual: "You coward!"

"I, Xu, am not afraid of death!"

Xu Wencai held the spear and shouted, "I'm just afraid of dying... and no one will know about it!"

"Tsk!" Zhu Tong was too lazy to pay attention.

Wuzu Wang Li was relatively calm: "Sir, flag officer, what should we do later?"

"Follow the arrangements of the Hundred Household Master."

Chen Sanshi looked at his men and said, "Don't be afraid. It's just a siege. The real masters will deal with Xiang Qianhu. I guess we can only block the road at most. Besides, since the day we joined the army, this day will come sooner or later."

"My lord is right."

Wang Li echoed, "Rather than being at a loss when going to the battlefield in the future, it is better to take this opportunity to test it out."

A group of people joined the team.

Three hundred people marched towards Poyang County in a mighty manner.

But their goal was not the county town. Five miles outside the south gate of Poyang County, there was a temple called Jinzhong Temple. The Wushen followers had been hiding there for some time until yesterday when a centurion who went there to worship Buddha saw something and reported it to the thousand households.

……

There is a small hill outside the South City Gate.

At the foot of the mountain, there stands a two-meter-high bluestone stele with three large characters "Jinzhong Temple" carved on it.

Beside the stone tablet, a winding staircase rises step by step. Devout pilgrims line up to lead to the vermilion temple on the mountainside. Although there are many people, it is extremely quiet. Only from time to time, the sound of two bells can be heard from the building hidden among the ancient pines and cypresses, and wisps of faint incense smoke waft out.

Outside the temple, there is a teahouse for pilgrims to rest.

Xiang Tingchun, dressed in casual tights, sat on a long bench, sipping tea leisurely.

Next to him sat two centurions who were also in plain clothes.

One is surnamed Feng and the other is surnamed Zhao.

Captain Feng bowed his head and reported softly, "Sir, the soldiers from the garrison will arrive within half an incense stick and surround the Golden Bell Temple, but... don't we need to evacuate the civilians?"

"evacuation?"

Xiang Tingchun had a blank expression on his face, playing with his teacup: "If we evacuate them, wouldn't that be the same as informing the Wushen believers?"

"But……"

Captain Feng said with an expression of reluctance: "There are more than twenty people from the Wushen Cult. They will definitely cause quite a commotion later. If we don't evacuate them, I'm afraid there will be many innocent casualties."

Xiang Tingchun said in a cold voice: "What does it matter if a few common people die?"

"Master Qianhu...you..."

The two centurions Feng and Zhao didn't know what to say for a moment.

"If you want to do something, you always have to pay a price, right?"

Xiang Tingchun gently put down the teacup and said in a deep voice: "One general's success is based on the sacrifices of thousands of men. This world has always been like this."

"But they are civilians." Captain Feng said bravely, "I think it's better to..."

"okay."

Xiang Tingchun interrupted, "Feng Yong, Zhao Kang, listen to my orders!
"You two will lead an elite team and follow me to disguise yourself as pilgrims and sneak into the temple. At the same time, you must have Liu Jinkui and Xiong Qiuan block every road down the mountain. If you let any of them escape, I will make you pay!"

"Yes!"

Feng and Zhao didn't dare to say anything more and flew away to convey the order.

……

After the three hundred garrison officers and soldiers left the city, they dispersed under the command of each centurion and surrounded the small hill where the Golden Bell Temple was located from all directions. The whole process was quick and silent.

Chen Sanshi, Fang Zongqi and fifty others were arranged at the intersection of the road going down the mountain flank, lurking in the jungles on both sides, responsible for blocking any fish that had escaped the net.

General Fang gave the order at a volume that was just loud enough for everyone to hear clearly:

"The spearmen are responsible for blocking the road, the archers will find a place with a wide field of vision, the shield and swordmen will cover the spearmen, and if anyone approaches, they will be killed immediately!

"For each head of a Wushen believer, a bowl of blood-replenishing soup will be given to a soldier, and three ounces of silver will be given to a battle soldier! Those at a higher level will be another matter!
“When someone on the mountain shoots a sentinel arrow, it means the battle has begun!
"The commander-in-chief has ordered that no one be allowed to escape alive!"

After the arrangements were completed, nearly fifty people took their positions.

"Big... lord!"

The red hat on Xu Wencai's head was askew, and he couldn't hold the spear steadily: "I really don't know martial arts!"

"Brother Zhu."

Chen Sanshi said, "When the fight really starts, keep an eye on him."

"Brother Chen, just spoil this old guy!"

Zhu Tong held a spear in his hand and carried a long weapon, a black iron hammer, on his back. These were the weapons that came with the martial arts he had chosen to learn. However, he also held a standard spear in his hand.

Before becoming a military officer, a Wu Zu also needs to integrate into the battle formation on the battlefield and cannot disrupt the formation. Only the military officer can command and move freely according to the situation.

"Get over here!"

Zhu Tong pulled Xu Wencai to his side as if he were a chicken.

Everyone fell silent, and the woods were filled with a tense atmosphere.

Many of them had never fought with real weapons before, so how could they not be nervous? Fortunately, there were enough people, so they were not too scared.

"Chirp—"

I don’t know how long it was before a sharp cry sounded, breaking the silence.

(End of this chapter)