Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 77 Attacker

Lu Zheng was Xie Shihuan's most trusted patrol chief, while Song Changming was chosen purely because of his personal bravery.

The three patrol captains who stayed behind were senior and experienced, and were more suitable to lead the team than Song Changming.

After Xie Shihuan informed the captain, the three of them left the team and rode on horseback towards the enemy scouts.

After getting closer, Song Changming quickly scanned them and found that these people were just dressed like ordinary martial artists.

He wore a cloth hat and carried a steel knife.

Xie Shihuan first showed his identity token, and then said: "The token needs to be personally reviewed by the master in your family."

"Wait a moment." said the scouts.

Only after the person who went back to report had returned and received instructions did they allow Song Changming and the other two to go with them.

Such a cautious attitude makes this important person even more mysterious.

After riding for several miles, they saw a convoy parked near a mountain stream.

About twenty or thirty people dressed as street warriors were guarding a carriage in the middle.

The carriage was of ordinary style and not noble at all.

However, those martial artists were eyeing the three of them covetously.

Undoubtedly, the person sitting in the carriage was the important person they were escorting on this trip.

As they approached the convoy, Xie Shihuan asked Song Changming and Lu Zheng to stop, and he walked out of the carriage alone.

Song Changming saw Xie Shihuan bowing to the carriage, but he couldn't hear what he said.

Then he handed the token in his hand personally to the person in the carriage.

After a moment, a powerful voice came from the carriage.

"Okay, put away your knives, we are one family."

As soon as these words were spoken, the solemn atmosphere in the convoy suddenly dissipated, and those martial artists took the order and silently put away their swords.

"These people are not from the underworld." Lu Zheng suddenly murmured in a low voice.

"Well, they look more like government soldiers or government soldiers." Song Changming also replied in a low voice.

Both of them had sharp observation skills and could see at a glance that this group of people had qualities that the people in the underworld did not have.

In addition, Xie Shihuan had saluted so respectfully before, so the important person in the carriage was most likely a high-ranking official from outside the county, at least a higher official than Xie Shihuan, or even higher than their county magistrate!
If not for this, the county magistrate would not have made such a big fuss.

After both parties confirmed their identities and reached an agreement, the convoy reunited with the captain's cavalry and returned to the county town where they came from.

"Disperse." The captain gave the order.

The three hundred cavalrymen immediately dispersed into formations and deployed on alert in all directions.

Once there is any abnormality on the road, they will get the news in advance.

"You guys should also disperse some of your men." Xie Shihuan instructed Song Changming and others.

Compared to the cavalry led by the captain, he trusted the patrol team he brought more.

"Zhaolong, take a few people to the north to guard."

Song Changming was making arrangements, and before he could finish his words, signal smoke suddenly rose in front of him.

Everyone reined in their horses and their expressions changed.

"This signal smoke means that we have encountered enemies ahead!" Captain Fan Yun said in a deep voice with his eyes narrowed.

They had just received this important person when the enemy attacked, and they came from the direction of the county town.

With such a coincidence, it is not difficult to speculate that someone must have received the news as early as when they left the city and followed them from a distance.

It was obvious that the other party came prepared, and their target was the important person in the carriage.

Perhaps if the patrol guards and the cavalry had not gone out of the city to pick people up with such a big fuss, this group of people would not be able to find the target person's route and time, and could only hide outside the county city and ambush the arrival of the convoy.

"Thank you, Chief. I'll leave this to you!" Fan Yun didn't think much about it. He pulled out the big iron spear behind him, raised it high and shouted.

The remaining two hundred cavalrymen under his command immediately followed him and galloped forward like a torrent of steel.

This is what they are good at, charging into battle!
"What happened?" A voice came from the carriage.

It was a slightly old voice. Although the face of the person in the carriage was not revealed, it sounded like an old man, and there was a hint of a superior in his tone.

"Sir, we have encountered the enemy." Xie Shihuan hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth.

A sigh came from the carriage, "As expected, you are here. My life and death are in your hands now."

"Don't panic, sir. We will guard here and won't let the thieves get close!" The dozens of martial artists in the convoy drew their swords and one of them said.

"Set up the crossbow." Song Changming ordered.

The forty patrol guards brought by his men immediately took out their crossbows, put arrows on them, and prepared themselves. A moment later, the sound of killing and the sound of iron hooves galloping in front of them continued.

"Here it comes!" Some people in the convoy who were observant realized that something was wrong just by hearing the changes in movement coming from the front.

Sure enough, a group of people wearing cloaks and of unknown origin appeared in front of everyone.

They crossed the cavalry army led by the captain and fought their way here.

There were about twenty or thirty of them, all of them were skilled in light-weight skills. They were either flying close to the ground or gliding in the air as if they had wings.

"put!"

More than two hundred patrol guards had been waiting with crossbows for a long time. When the group approached, they fired hundreds of crossbow arrows, carrying out intensive covering fire.

No matter how powerful these people's light body skills were, they ultimately had nowhere to hide and could only deal with the large number of crossbow arrows.

After several rounds of fierce shooting, people in the group soon began to be injured one after another, and some were even shot and fell to the ground.

This is the advantage of having more people, and the long-range firepower is strong enough.

If an ordinary person were to be under such a heavy rain of arrows, even a warrior would have no choice but to retreat.

But this group of attackers were fearless and brave. They braved the crossbow arrows and quickly advanced to the front of the convoy.

Everyone swung their sleeves forward, and large clouds of white dust were blown towards the convoy by the wind.

"Oh no, it's poison powder!" Lu Zheng was knowledgeable and was the first to speak out when he saw this.

Song Changming frowned, held his breath and led the team to retreat, and the convoy also retreated.

But there were still people who were contaminated by the poisonous powder, and soon some of them looked bitter, and they felt increasingly numb and uncomfortable all over their bodies.

Usually for warriors who have undergone physical training, ordinary poison powder is unlikely to have a significant effect on them.

Unless it is something extremely poisonous and you drink it, there is a possibility that you will not be immune to it and it will bring fatal danger.

And these poisonous powders that drifted in the wind could not kill the warriors who had trained their bodies, but they could only make their whole bodies numb and sore, and their strength would be greatly reduced.

Many patrol guards had fallen down in the strong wind and could not even stand steadily.

Song Changming soon realized that under the influence of the poison powder, his skin felt a slight tingling sensation and his muscles were slightly sore.

But this level of muscle soreness has very limited impact on his strength.

Undoubtedly, his physique had been trained to be strong enough, so the poison powder had little effect on him.

Seeing this, Song Changming felt a little relieved. Before the attackers could slaughter the fallen guards, he chose to draw his sword and attack.

At the same time, Lu Zheng and several other guard captains also led the powerful patrol guards in their respective teams and attacked together.

They formed the second line of defense, and near this official road, the two sides engaged in a head-on confrontation.

Xie Shihuan, along with his ten personal guards, stayed beside the carriage to escort the important people inside and not allow any mistakes.

In the strong wind mixed with poison powder, Song Changming took the lead and his speed was also extremely fast, not inferior to those enemies at all.

Soon, he approached one of the enemies, his eyes revealing an undisguised murderous intent.

He stepped heavily on the ground with his front foot, leaped up with force, stretched out his long arms, swung the dragon-patterned knife in the air, turned over and brought down the knife on his head.

The sword came like thunder out of nowhere, carrying with it a force of over five thousand kilograms and accelerating continuously.

The poisonous wind was torn apart by his sword, and the air pressure exploded, coming like a mountain pressing down on one's head!

The enemy's eyes widened with horror.

He had no time to dodge, and could only raise his sword halfway before Song Changming chopped most of his body in half, and his broken body flew out.

Kill instantly with one strike!

This also made the other companions feel nervous.

Although Song Changming is young, the strength he displays is totally inconsistent with his appearance.

The moment he landed, Song Changming rushed straight towards other enemies.

Those people scattered like frightened birds, with some hidden weapons such as darts and flying knives in their hands, throwing them at Song Changming who was like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Song Changming used his light body skills and his steps were extremely nimble. He dodged or blocked with his knife and easily resolved the attack.

With a touch of his left hand on his waist, the official sword he was wearing came out of its sheath and was shot out with a special force technique.

Wherever the blade pointed, one person was left behind.

By the time the man knocked away the flying sword, Song Changming had already caught up.

Soul-breaking sword style, a terrifying sword!

(End of this chapter)