Unlimited employment

Chapter 42【Tiger Guard】

He killed two people so violently in the blink of an eye.

Chen Sheng felt severe chest pain, his eyes went dark, and he almost fainted.

But he couldn't faint because there were still two people left at the scene who hadn't been dealt with.

Almost instinctively, Chen Sheng picked up the longbow from the back of the Wuhuan soldier he had just killed and pulled an arrow from the quiver.

He drew his bow and aimed at the third Wuhuan soldier, who was so frightened that he was standing four or five steps away with his sword in hand, unable to move forward or backward because his companion was killed instantly. He grinned with his scarlet gums exposed.

"It's your turn."

The man's legs were trembling. He stared at Chen Sheng on the ground and retreated step by step with a look of fear on his face.

"The Centurion will not let you go..."

Unfortunately, Chen Sheng couldn't understand his nonsense.

In the brief time gained by the two of them exchanging a few words, his vision had gone from blurry to clear.

Relying on the archery experience acquired over the years in the Ming Dynasty, he slightly adjusted the shooting angle and released his fingers that were holding the string.

whoosh-

The next moment, a feather arrow with a trembling tail was nailed into the left eye socket of the Wuhuan soldier.

Then, he fell to the ground in the snow, twitched a few times, and stopped moving.

creak!

Before Chen Sheng could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a slight sound of footsteps on the snow behind him. It was the last Wuhuan soldier who took the opportunity to sneak up on him from behind and attack him.

As if he had an eye on his back, he grabbed an arrow and stabbed it accurately into the opponent's stomach without looking back.

Pfft!

The blood flowed down the arrow shaft onto his hand, bringing with it a little warmth and stickiness, making Chen Sheng feel a little nauseous.

He waited until the corpses behind him fell limply to the ground before he could no longer hold on. He collapsed in the pile of corpses, gasping for breath while covering his bleeding wounds.

"I'm so damn lucky that only one person in this group brought a bow and arrow, otherwise I would be dead this time."

After surviving a disaster, Chen Sheng did not feel much joy in his heart.

Because he understood that he was completely exhausted this time, and with the wound reopened, he had become a lamb to be slaughtered.

However, just when Chen Sheng felt that this reincarnation might fail.

However, after he killed four people in a row, a new profession appeared on the profession panel.

【Name】: Chen Sheng (Zhang Shou)
【Age】：17/63
[Profession 1]: Yambu Insect
Level: Lv2 (1/200)

Talents: Concealing the secrets of heaven, reincarnation of others

The ratio of time flow between the two worlds: 1:150
[Profession 2]: Tiger Guard
Level: Lv1 (1/100)

Talent: Two Bulls and One Tiger

skill:
Killing Instinct Lv1 (1/100)

There is nothing much to say about the [Yambu Chongzhi] profession. Chen Sheng's attention is all focused on the newly appeared [Hu Ben] profession.

[Two oxen and one tiger] is a gift of strong physique.

The moment the profession appeared, he immediately felt a numbness in the penetrating wound on his chest. The broken blood vessels began to be blocked, and the exposed flesh and blood began to proliferate rapidly.

At this rate, the wound will be completely healed in one or two hours at most.

At the same time, Chen Sheng's tired body was like a stream of sweet spring water injected into a dry desert. His muscles, bones and internal organs became unprecedentedly strong in an instant. His heart beat steadily and powerfully, his breathing became slow and deep, and his limbs were filled with vigorous strength.

As for [Killing Instinct], it is an active skill that can greatly enhance combat instincts, strengthen strength and stamina, and eliminate pain, allowing you to continue fighting even with minor injuries. Panel awakening professions require recognition from others.

Huben is another name for brave soldiers. The emergence of this profession proves that although the four Wuhuan soldiers died, they all recognized Chen Sheng's identity as Huben before they died.

"Haha, the emergence of this profession seems to be my subconscious mind guiding me to do something."

Chen Sheng took a deep breath of cold air, stood up from the pile of corpses, looked at the open door of the fort, and listened to the cries of women and children inside.

If Zhang Shou's memory is correct, it was a 100-man cavalry team of Wuhuan that captured the fort today.

Excluding the seventy people who had just ridden away for unknown reasons, and those who had died in the siege, there should still be more than twenty people left in the fort.

With Chen Sheng's current physical condition and relying on the complex terrain of the fort, he is fully capable of hunting down this foreign cavalry.

call--

A cold wind blew, and the bloodstains made his tattered cotton jacket wet and cold.

This dress can no longer be worn.

So Chen Sheng took off an ill-fitting cotton jacket from a Wuhuan soldier on the ground, which was obviously looted. After checking that there were no lice inside, he replaced the cold, hard, blood-stained clothes on his body.

Then he stripped off the centurion's half-body leather armor and put it on outside his cotton jacket.

He picked up the scimitar and bow and arrow on the ground, pulled out the arrows from the dead bodies one by one, wiped the still warm blood, put them back into the quiver, and strode towards the fort.

Entering the fort, one could see dark red bloodstains that were first solidified into strips and clumps by the cold wind, and then covered by a thin layer of snow.
Chen Sheng was a little hungry, so he randomly picked a house with the door wide open. After entering, he saw two men, one old and one young, with their heads chopped off in the yard.

When they walked into the house, they saw a woman lying on the bed with her stomach ripped open and firewood stuck in her body, and a baby who had been stuffed into the stove and burned to death.

Chen Sheng, who inherited Zhang Shou's memory, knew this family. He had talked to the man in the morning and pinched the child's tender face.

Unexpectedly, they became extinct in the blink of an eye.

There was no separate kitchen in the house. The stove was built next to the bed. In the pot on the stove was a pile of unleavened flatbreads made from wheat and miscellaneous grains.

Chen Sheng picked up a piece of cake, chewed it and swallowed it bit by bit, his face as calm as water.

After finishing the stack of pancakes, he scooped up a ladle of cold water and poured it into his stomach, then left the room in silence.

Just a few steps out of the door, he ran into an old Wuhuan man with a wrinkled face, who was driving a mule cart full of grain around the corner of the alley.

Even at such an old age, they still come out to plunder, which shows that the Wuhuan people are all soldiers.

"Han people."

Even though Chen Sheng was wearing Wuhuan leather armor, the old man recognized that he was not one of his people. He pulled out a dagger from the mule cart and stabbed Chen Sheng in the head.

Unlike those rotten guys before, this knife was fierce and brutal, and it was obvious that he was a desperado who killed people frequently.

Unfortunately, old age does not rely on muscles and bones.

In a flash, Chen Sheng raised his hand and grabbed the old man's knife-holding hand.

Afterwards, he used brute force to twist the direction of his wrist, and then with one hand, he pushed the knife in the old man's hand into his heart.

"you……"

The old man's face was full of disbelief, and he kept making strange gurgling noises, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Chen Sheng in front of him did not stop moving. He pressed down the handle of the knife hard and slashed it downwards.

slam-la-

The old man's belly burst instantly, and his internal organs flowed out, emitting a puff of hot steam in the heavy snow.

(End of this chapter)