Chapter 133 Zhao Guo Has Such Descendants, It Deserves to Perish!

It is night, the darkest hour of the morning.

In a village outside the city.

One after another black shadows flashed in the night, and finally came to a wooden house,

"Young Master Jie, you have already stepped on it during the day, and this is the residence of the carpenter in the village."

A shadow said.

It was Zhao Jie who led people to plunder the artisans everywhere.

Zhao Jie came back with some regrets,

"Well, the carpenter is also good, and he can sell it for a good price, but unfortunately there is no blacksmith."

"Except for the carpenter, kill all of them, be neat and don't let the other party make a sound."

"Before, because no one was killed, the news was leaked."

"It's only for the past two days that the people from the farm family have been chasing us, and now the people from the county government have also been dispatched."

Black Shadow froze for a moment, and said,

"My lord, there is a five-year-old child in this family, and..."

Zhao Jie returned coldly,

"Can't make a sound at the age of five? The benevolence of a woman! Do it!"

Black Shadow gritted his teeth and said,

"Yes..."

With a wave of his hand, except for a few people who stayed behind to protect Zhao Jie, the other shadows rushed towards the wooden house.

In their hands, the fragile wooden door was instantly opened, and then filed in.

The whole process was extremely quiet, Zhao Jie nodded in satisfaction.

Looting artisans these days has already made his guards very skilled.

The thought of getting a fortune right away made Zhao Jie feel very relieved, but in the next moment, his expression changed.

Because there was a sudden noise in the wooden house, and the surrounding lights were lit!

Zhao Jie was startled and scolded directly,

"What are you idiots doing..."

Before Zhao Jie finished speaking, a figure flew out of the wooden house and landed directly in front of Zhao Jie.

And inside the wooden house, there was a loud shout,

"Young master, hurry up, there is an ambush here!"

At the same time, several figures flew out.

A figure of Qianli holding a long sword slowly appeared in front of Zhao Jie.

Looking at the person in front of him, Zhao Jie was startled suddenly, pointed at the person, and said through gritted teeth,

"It's you bitch!"

The other party's eyes were also burning, and he pointed at Zhao Jie with a long sword and said,

"It's you again, the remnant of the Zhao Kingdom! It's really useless to have such a vicious hand on the people!"

"Farm boy, listen to my orders!"

"Kill this beast!"

The surrounding farmers also shouted in unison,

"Respect the Order of the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus!"

Qianying is none other than the maiden of the peasant white lotus, Ji Wushuang!

There were so many farmers that they immediately rushed forward.

"Block them! Protect Young Master!"

The leader of the guards beside Zhao Jie shouted.

Then grab Zhao Jie and kill him outside, as long as he can re-enter the darkness, there is a way to escape!

The other guards, instead of retreating, advanced, and killed the rushing peasants!

The two sides collided.

In an instant there was howling and screaming.

Although there are many farmers, they are basically farmers who do farm work.

Although he has been trained by Ji Wushuang for some days, he still can't compare with the guards who have been trained since childhood.

The real kill depends on Ji Wushuang.

"Go away!"

Ji Wushuang stabbed to death a guard standing in front of her with a sword.

With her martial arts, these guards are not her opponents at all.

But one by one, they rushed up bravely, and they were extremely strategic.

Absolutely don't rush forward and give her a chance to kill more with one blow.

Just use your life to trade time!

Change the time for Zhao Jie to escape.

For a moment, it seemed extremely tragic and tragic.

But this kind of tragic and tragic made Ji Wushuang even more angry,

Her sword showed no mercy, but she could only watch Zhao Jie disappear into the night.

Ji Wushuang was almost violent, killing all the guards,

"You are helping the evildoers! You should be guilty of the same crime!"

By the time the battle was over, the sky had already turned slightly white.

"Ah Liang, help the wounded, take our people away, don't leave the dead bodies."

"Compensate the villagers..."

Ji Wushuang ordered them one by one, when they were at Zhao Lang's Zhuangzi.

She also took a lot of art of war lessons and learned how to deal with the aftermath.

"Yes, saint."

A Liang took the order.

Fortunately, there are still enough farmers.

By the time we got back to our farm, it was already daytime.

"What about casualties?"

Ji Wushuang looked at A Liang who came back, and asked with a frown.

A Liang sighed and said,

"Saint, more than 30 brothers died, and almost everyone was injured."

Ji Wushuang shook when he heard the casualties,

"so much..."

Alan said,

"Saint, it's not your fault, it's already pretty good to be able to do this."

Speaking of which, A Liang wanted to pat Ji Wushuang on the shoulder.

At this time, Ji Wushuang took a step suddenly, just to avoid it, and said coldly,

"I know who that person is, the Zhao family in the city!"

"They're going to hold a wedding in a few days. When the time comes, they'll go to the city, rescue those craftsmen, and kill that beast!"

A Liang hesitated, and said,

"Saint, are we going to kill all the descendants of the Zhao family like this?"

"Resisting Tyrant Qin is our top priority. We have killed so many of them this time, which is already a lesson. Why not us..."

Snapped!

Before Ah Liang finished speaking, there was a crisp slap in the room.

Ji Wushuang looked at A Liang and said, word by word,

"There are such descendants in Zhao State, they deserve to perish!"

A Liang immediately lowered his head, but there was a trace of humiliation in his eyes.

After a few days.

An atmosphere of joy began to emerge throughout the county.

Because, tomorrow, the famous Zhao family in the county is going to hold a wedding banquet!

The scale of the wedding banquet was very large, and all the gentry nearby received invitations.

So the number of people on the road gradually increased.

But at this time, the Zhuangzi where Zhao Lang was located was full of chills.

In the living room, Zhao Lang stood in the middle and said,

"Xu Yue, according to the plan, in the early morning, you will lead people to raid Zhuangzi where the barbarians are."

"Erhei will lead most of the youth army, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang will lead the peasants, there are nearly 300 people in total, and they will help you."

"There are more than a hundred Hu people, and they are all capable of fighting. You should prepare more Mongolian sweat medicine. It is best to kill them on the bed."

There will definitely be casualties in the battle, and Zhao Lang can only do everything possible to reduce them.

Xu Yue returned,

"Don't worry, my lord, I have asked Elder Qin to prepare a lot of Mongolian sweat medicine these days."

"There are people watching all the time around, so there will be no problem."

Zhao Lang nodded, and said to Wangcai,

"Take your servants and guard Zhuangzi, so that they don't come back."

Wangcai nodded.

Zhao Lang finally said to Qu Si,

"Go to hell and prepare your vehicles and weapons, we will enter the city today."

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Zhao Lang distributed the arrangements for these days one by one.

After getting the news from that Hu population, Zhao Lang began to prepare.

The process is extremely complicated and does not need to be detailed one by one.

But for the specifics, we can only see tomorrow, everyone's performance!

(not today)