Invincible slave master system

Chapter 9 Bandit soldiers suppressed the situation, and Lord Lang turned into a mansion soldier to kill bandits and collect points.

It's already bright.

The thousand-man cavalry team of Heishan Fort rushed to the outside of Longyang City in a murderous manner, engulfed in dust.

The male gangsters in Montenegro Fort are dressed in the same uniform. They are all dressed in black, with armor on the outside and black cloth on their heads.
A man at the head, dark-skinned like a negro,
He is five feet tall and has a sturdy physique, like a mountain. He holds two big axes in his hands, and he looks mighty and domineering.

This person is none other than the Black Mountain Tiger.

There are about a hundred female bandits in Black Mountain Fort. Different from the male bandits, they are all dressed in red, just like brides who are about to get married.
And the first one, the appearance is even more beautiful, but the complexion is cold, like frost, and the pretty eyes are evil, giving people an aura of calm and self-prestige,

In her hand is a ghost knife, big and long, like a big guillotine, weighing a thousand catties,

But held in her bare hands and carried on her fragrant shoulders, it is as light as a toy, and its strength is amazing.

Not to mention ordinary men, even those male gangsters dare not look at her.

This woman is Feng Sanniang, the deputy lord of Black Mountain Fort, known by people in the Jianghu as Ghost Lady,
Not to mention, she is beautiful, wearing a red dress, like a bride, beautiful and festive, but this "bridal" character makes men fear ghosts and gods, hence the name Ghost Lady.

"Heishanhu, in order to avenge your own personal revenge, you poured all your troops into attacking Longyang City. It's easy to say if you win, but if you lose, who will bear the consequences?"

Feng Sanniang held down the horse's head, looked at the ten-meter-high city wall of Longyang City, and said to Heishanhu coldly, her tone was very dissatisfied.

Heishanhu smiled disdainfully, and said, "What kind of selfish enmity? Sanniang, you take that Meng Lang too seriously. He, Meng Lang, is just a lowly slave. I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup he gave Long San to make Long San's bastard treat him Only obeying orders made him gain power, remember, a clown is a clown, even jumping on a beam is still a clown..."

"Heishanhu, what are you doing so far away?" Feng Sanniang frowned, "You killed Meng Lang's family, and there was a blood feud between you, and you were afraid that he would grow up and take revenge on you, so you were desperate to kill the grass... ..."

"Bah, a lowly slave, something inferior to pigs and dogs, my Black Mountain Tiger will be afraid of him?

That's right, I remembered, I killed the whole family of that bitch, but so what?

I went to Montenegro to kill a lot of people. Seriously, if you hadn’t reminded me, I would have forgotten about it.
What I want to say is that not everyone can die at the hands of my Heishanhu. It is their honor that the Meng family can die at my hands, hahahaha..."

As Heishanhu said, he turned his head away complacently, glanced at Feng Sanniang's charming figure in the red dress, and an evil fire rose from his belly,

Then he said to this woman who can only be seen from a distance but not blasphemed, "There are only Long San and a lowly slave Meng Lang left in Longyang City, and they have just come to power, and the morale of the army is unstable. Let's take this opportunity to break into Longyang City. Not to mention..."

Feng Sanniang frowned, and said, "Long San is nothing to worry about, but Meng Lang, a slave, suddenly rose up, and with the help of Long San, he killed one dragon and two dragons, and cut the sun to the sky. It is so heaven-defying and rare in the world. There must be powerful means in this, we have to guard against..."

"Sanniang, you are usually courageous and more manly than a man, why did you suddenly become normal today, hahahaha..." Heishanhu stared at Feng Sanniang and smiled, with a narrow expression on his face.

Over the years, he has always wanted to turn this second head into his Mrs. Yazhai, but he has never been able to achieve it.

At this time, his heart was about to move again.

"Bah!" Feng Sanniang spat. "Heishanhu, you want to capsize the boat in the gutter, and you want to pull us back?"

"Sanniang, don't you believe me?" Heishanhu narrowed his eyes, "Why don't we make a bet."

Feng Sanniang asked, "What are you betting on?"

Heishanhu said, "If we can't take down Longyang City today, I, Heishanhu, will abdicate in the future and let you be the master, and I will be the deputy castle master, how about it?"

Feng Sanniang didn't answer,
Heishanhu continued: "If we capture Longyang City today, you will become my wife of the village from the second in charge in the future, haha."

"Bah." Feng Sanniang spat again, tightening the ghost knife in her hand,

Under the moonlight, the knife light turned cold, and the expression of the Black Mountain Tiger also changed slightly.

In the past, I don't know how many men who wanted to sleep with her turned into eunuchs under that ghost knife.

That Ghost Head Saber not only beheaded thousands of heads, it was also a castration knife.

"If you don't refuse, I'll take it as if you agreed. Haha, you must keep your promises and do what you do. When I take down Longyang City, I will marry you, Feng Sanniang, hahahaha..."

Heishanhu didn't give Feng Sanniang a chance to get mad, he patted his horse and rushed out while laughing triumphantly, leading the gangsters towards the gate of Longyang City.

Feng Sanniang was so full of anger that her chest heaved and fluctuated, she did not move, and the hundred female bandits under her also did not move.
She felt that capturing Longyang City was not as simple as what Heishanhu said,
really,

At this time...

shhhhhhhh...

The sound of piercing the sky resounded, and arrows were shot from the city wall,

Arrows rained down for a while.

Falling towards Heishanhu and other bandits.

above the castle.

Meng Lang was also dressed in armor, dressed like a mansion soldier. He also held a bow and arrow in his hand, and he was shooting arrows at the bandits in Black Mountain Fort below.

At this moment, he looked no different from a mansion soldier.

Even the soldiers around him didn't know he was meng lang.

originally,

He intends to sit in the Yang Mansion and watch the battle situation quietly.

But after thinking about it, the Black Mountain Tiger is too powerful, and the chance of Lai Mao's assassination is not high.
Even if all the bandits in Heishan Fort are wiped out, the Heishan Tiger will never die,

He is a martial artist at the fifth level of Qi refining, and he is no longer afraid of ordinary swords and guns.
Regardless of defeat or victory, in the end he will come to take his own life,

Even if he could escape his life by relying on the Ghost Shadow Step, the foundation he just laid, a large amount of wealth, Yang Tianjiao and other women will be lost.

The fruits of victory will be possessed by the Montenegro Tigers.

In that case, how willing is he!

Instead of sitting and waiting to die, it is better to turn into a government soldier, shoot and kill bandits, accumulate slavery points, and strive to turn him into your own slave before Heishanhu finds him.

call out.

The arrow shot into a gangster's chest, piercing his chest, the gangster opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

With a thought, meng lang turned on the system and saw that the enslavement points had increased by 3 points.

This Nima is too little!

But now, there is no other way, only to accumulate more.

So he drew his bow and arrow again and shot at the bandits.

The bandits in Montenegro all rode horses, wore armor, and held battle axes in their hands.

With their speed, defense, and the battle axes in their hands, they resisted the arrows, making the arrow's hit rate very low.
But Meng Lang was different.
He must be a martial artist at the first level of Qi training, whether it is strength, accuracy, or reaction speed, he is much stronger than ordinary soldiers.

Therefore, the arrows he shoots hit a hundred hits.

Although the enslavement points contributed by the bandits are too few, but they are gathered together, and there are a large number of bandits to shoot and kill for him. I believe that hundreds of slave points will be accumulated soon.

(End of this chapter)