Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike

Chapter 115 The Evil God

"How could such a lawless person exist in the capital, the very heart of the nation?"

When Wu Qianjin heard the news of her senior brother Ma Shiqing's death, she couldn't believe her ears.

Immediately following was a burst of fury.

His father died in battle, and as a young boy, his uncle seized the family property, nearly killing him.

It was his senior brother who rescued him from his suffering and recommended him to become a disciple of Master Changshou.

In his heart, Ma Shiqing was truly a benefactor, someone to whom he felt deep gratitude and loyalty.

Over the years, most of his martial arts skills were passed down from his senior brother.

Even the position of brigade commander in the Green Camp has benefited greatly from this.

He believes that without Ma Shiqing, he would not be where he is today.

"You mean, Senior Brother Ma and his nine disciples were all killed."

Even his only two sons have been killed, and his entire fortune has been looted?

"Yes, that masked man has three eyes, and he seems to be Erlang Shen from the storybook."

His swordsmanship was also fierce and ruthless. The guards within the manor could not withstand the power of a single strike from him.

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground, his face filled with terror.

If he hadn't been quick to react and crawled out of the Ma family's courtyard through the dog hole early on, he would probably be beheaded like those guards.

What disheartened the housekeeper the most was...

The masked man's extreme bloodlust was one thing, but what was most chilling was his ability to distinguish between those loyal to the Ma family and those who were disloyal.

None of those who were not valued in ordinary times were killed.

The maids and servants even received some money and were dismissed on the spot without being made difficult.

However, all those who were related to the Ma family and were loyal to the head of the family died.

"I'm afraid there's a traitor in the family all along, and they've seized the opportunity to eliminate him all at once."

The idea seemed absurd, but after much thought, it was the only way to explain the masked man's actions.

When Wu Qianjin asked him about what had happened an hour earlier, he told her everything in detail.

"Such a ridiculous reason—just because you broke the legs of his two orphans, you wiped out my senior brother's entire family?"

Wu Qianjin, a brigade commander in the Green Standard Army, looked extremely grief-stricken and asked again in disbelief, "Are you sure that person really is Li Xin?"

"My lord, in the capital now, anyone with even a little bit of inside information knows that Li Xin is ruthless and vicious."

This person habitually wears a mask and commits acts of killing without restraint.

He would wander the streets, especially at night.

Everyone knows that mask is just a fig leaf.

It can neither conceal one's face nor hide one's identity.

But that kid just kept doing it with great enthusiasm.

He seems to have some strange hobby.

Butler Wei tearfully recounted: "That day, when Master was hosting this person at Ruyi Restaurant, I was in the kitchen arranging the dishes."

I glanced at that man from the side. Even if he were reduced to ashes, I would still recognize his eyes.

If you see it, sir, you will not forget it.

This person's eyes were not only unusually bright, but also like those of a clay idol in a temple—looking at them for too long was quite unsettling.

"He must be in high spirits now that he has raided his senior brother's house, and he must be less on guard. So let's retaliate in kind."

""

Wu Qianjin sneered and shouted sharply, "Beat the drums and gather the generals!"

With a rumbling sound.

After the time it takes for three incense sticks to burn, the deputy general, the garrison commander, the captain, the battalion commander, and the others all arrived.

Five hundred people stood in the square, all carrying bows and crossbows, wielding swords and spears, and clad in armor.

"Either we don't make a move, or we make a thunderous strike."

Wu Qianjin coldly replied, "Speed ​​is of the essence in war; there can be no delay whatsoever."

That man became famous for defeating an entire police battalion; we must not follow in his footsteps.

Upon reaching their destination, a hail of arrows was unleashed, sealing off the surrounding area.

"I'm determined to ensure that not even a single bird can fly out of the Li residence. Is the kerosene ready?"

"Everything is ready. We've even deployed two teams of soldiers from the Divine Machine Battalion and the Artillery Battalion. This patrol of the southern city will not require further orders."

Wu Qianjin nodded slightly.

If it weren't for the open and covert struggles with the reformers these past two days, and the formal mobilization of troops to search and arrest them—they would have faced many more troubles if they wanted to take action.

Nowadays, however, there is no need for that.

After wiping out the Li family, all we need to do is claim we're searching for traitors and rebels, and we can fool them.

"send troops."

Wu Qianjin took the lead in mounting his horse, carrying a long spear and wearing silver armor. He waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him slowly marched out of the camp.

After walking only fifty paces, Wu Qianjin suddenly heard a loud "whoosh" in his ears.

It felt like his head had been hit by a sledgehammer; everything went black, and he collapsed from his horse.

"grown ups!"

Upon seeing this, the garrison commander Yu Deshui was greatly alarmed and spurred his horse to gallop away.

He shouted orders: "Form ranks! Crossbowmen—"

bang————

Another muffled thud echoed far into the night sky.

Yu Deshui's body jolted, his eyes rolled back, and he fell headfirst off his horse.

A bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows.

The torchlight created a chilling atmosphere.

"Five hundred men, what a grand display."

Li Xin stood on the tree, holding a Li-type rifle in his hand. His body swayed with the branches and leaves, but his arm remained as steady as a rock.

From the perspective of [Void Reflection].

The scattered infantry ahead looked to him like lambs in a trance.

His targets were the knights clad in steel armor who were clearly generals and officers.

He ignored those who followed orders to march.

Select only the one who issues the command.

whoosh whoosh whoosh————

With each shot, a life was taken.

When Li Xin looked again, the troops on the street ahead were in complete chaos, like headless flies.

"Young Master, it's too dangerous for you to stand here alone."

Zhuang Hongxiu hid behind a tree, feeling the arrows whizzing past her, her heart leaping into her throat.

In the darkness, there was only a tiny bit of firelight.

But she couldn't see at all who was shooting arrows and who was firing guns in the opposite army formation.

Although it didn't hit the young master, with all these random shots, what if it did hit him?

"What's so dangerous about it? Hongxiu, you're overestimating these old soldiers."

A raging soldier, and a raging nest.

Now, the entire Five Military Commands Office is in complete disarray.

They seem intimidating, but that's all they can do. By the way, I didn't mean to mention your deceased father.

He fired his gun as if he were shooting a rabbit.

Those who didn't believe in the evil spirits and still wanted to organize military formations were all named one by one.

Li Xin even had the mind to pay attention to his little maid.

He noticed that Zhuang Hongxiu's expression suddenly became somewhat sad.

I knew then that the other person was thinking of their deceased father again.

"They are very good at bullying ordinary people."

However, when faced with a tough battle, once a few people die, these people will scatter.

Even if you whip them, they wouldn't dare step forward.

Sure enough, as Li Xin finished speaking...

Chaos erupted ahead, as if a pot had exploded.

Nearly five hundred men, running barefoot, abandoned their armor and weapons—

Knives and guns were scattered all over the ground.

They wished their parents could give them more legs.

In a short while, they disappeared from sight.

All that remained was a large collection of flags, armor, wagons, and various supplies such as kerosene and stones.

Li Xin even spotted two small cannons.

This is absolutely outrageous!

I wonder where they got them from?

Will they come back?

Zhuang Hongxiu watched the soldiers running like a flock of ducks, her emotions rising and falling quickly. She breathed a sigh of relief and asked uncertainly.

"There may be soldiers who are not afraid of death, but rest assured, there are very few generals in the capital who are not afraid of death."

""

"Especially after experiencing tonight's decisive blow, I can say with certainty:"

Even the Commander of the Nine Gates of the Five Armies Commandery would have to carefully consider whether the head on his neck could remain secure.

Li Xin said calmly.

His face radiated confidence.

He leaped down from the tree, looked at the struggling Ansar soldier below, and kicked him in the neck, breaking his neck.

This guy has a tough life.

I don't know where the confidence came from, but I ended up staying at an inn not far away.

It's less than 500 meters from my home.

Even if he hasn't taken any action yet, living so close by and carrying guns and ammunition is wrong of him.

There is a proper way to die.

The promotion of the Nine Gates Admiral was truly mind-numbing.

He was just about to rest when he went to Wushan with his thirteen concubines.

The tonic I drank made my whole body feel warm and cozy.

Thinking of the soft, warm body in the quilt, his heart began to heat up, when someone reported the battle that had taken place outside Chongwen Gate.

I listened quietly to the old servant's story.

He simply waved his hand and said, "Damn it."

Then he didn't say anything more.

He sat quietly in his study, not even going to his concubine's room.

The old servant waited for a while, then bowed his head, got up, and left the room.

He didn't know who his master was referring to as someone who deserved to die.

Perhaps they all deserve to die.

But whether they deserved to die or not, those who died are dead, and those who didn't die won't die.

Suppressing the issue is the only thing we need to do right now.

Of course, how to shirk responsibility tomorrow is a matter for tomorrow.

"Who gave him permission to harm Li Xin's family?"

In the northern part of the city, in a luxurious mansion.

Rong He, the Vice Minister of War, swept his sleeve and overturned his favorite pair of colorful porcelain vases on the table.

Enraged, he grabbed the whip and lashed the two maids until their skin was torn and they were on the verge of death. Only then did he throw down the whip, panting heavily.

"That guy surnamed Ma is a real piece of trash. His master is a grandmaster, so he thinks he's a grandmaster too. He has no ability, but he tries to act like a tyrant."

After being praised a few times, they've already forgotten who their ancestors were.

Good riddance! This kind of person was utterly useless, more trouble than he was worth.

"Let Abuda focus on preparing for the battle at Wanhua Tower. Under no circumstances should he cause any unforeseen complications, especially not to deal with Li Xin's family."

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They're all a bunch of idiots. If that kid becomes an orphan, he'll have no one to care about.

Once I'm in hiding, how can I possibly get a good night's sleep?

"In fact, Commandant Ma and Assistant General Wu were also thinking of using Li Xin's close associates to threaten him, either to confuse him or to set a trap for him. It was not a bad idea."

"Mr. Xuantong, do you think so too?"

"No, that's just their opinion."

A middle-aged man in black, sitting in the main hall, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Judging from that man's actions, he has the air of a ruthless hero."

Targeting his family members is the least effective approach.

I have seen many such people, and they are all people of unwavering willpower.

For them, family is both an emotional anchor and a bond.

It was the last act of kindness.

Lord Rong, you should be glad that those people didn't succeed in doing this.

Otherwise, a ruthless figure, a hundred times more terrifying than the most notorious bandit, might very well emerge in the capital.