The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 495

"I advise the prince, it's better not to act rashly..."

Seeing An Jianqing and other Jinyiwei guards with their knives out of their sheaths, Mo Sang sneered and took a step forward, and said to Zhao Yu: "You are the king of the king, and you can't die here in vain for the goods of dozens of ships in this area." worth!"

Zhao Yu frowned slightly when he heard these words.

From Mo Sang's simple words, Zhao Yu heard infinite murderous intent.

After all, he has the identity of a king with a different surname from the previous country. If he followed Mo Sang's wishes at the beginning, he would not mind sending himself out of Xinzhou Port respectfully.

But at the moment when his face was torn apart just now, this guy was actually ready to kill.

After all, even if Zhao Yu handed over all the cargo ships at this time, Liangzi had already been formed, and Zhao Yu, who returned to Shangguo, would definitely not let it go.

But if all the people from Shangguo are kept here, then everything can be pushed to the Japanese pirates and pirates along the coast.

Therefore, from the moment Zhao Yu lifted the table, the ending was already doomed.

"Too……"

After listening to Mo Sang's words, Zhao Yu nodded, then took out a loud arrow from his bosom and threw it into the sky.

Whoosh!
The loud arrow shot straight into the sky, and then a gorgeous firework exploded in the dark sky.

Everyone followed Mo Sang around for a whole day, and then spent a long while at the banquet, the sky had already dimmed.

"court death!"

Looking at the fireworks exploding in the sky, Mosang, who often pretends to be a pirate to plunder along the coast of Shangguo, naturally understands what it means.

Immediately Mo Sang stopped hesitating and waved down with one hand.

The gun-wielding pawn who had aimed at Zhao Yu immediately wanted to pull the rope to hold the fire.

But he didn't want to, at this moment, white lights flashed before his eyes, and then the gun-wielding pawns in the front row felt their arms holding the guns go cold.

The next moment, the soldiers in the front row were horrified to find that their arms holding the firecrackers fell straight to the ground.

puff...

And after a breath of effort, blood mist spewed out from those severed arms, and then severe pain swept over.

"what!!"

Dozens of people's arms were cut off in unison without reacting, blood poured out, and the whole courtyard was instantly filled with the pungent smell of blood.

"Kill! Not one left!"

Seeing that the guard with the knife beside Zhao Yu was extremely fierce, Mo Sang roared angrily and drew out the sharp knife at the same time.

Outside the gate, soldiers poured in continuously, and those nobles who came to get a share, immediately withdrew behind Mo Sang.

Hundreds of soldiers armed with knives broke in, and the originally spacious courtyard suddenly seemed overcrowded.

"It's just this little force. I just want to deal with me, the prince who came from the kingdom, Mr. Comforter, isn't this a bit of a joke?"

Facing hundreds of fierce soldiers, Zhao Yu not only showed no fear, but turned to look at Mo Sang with disdain.

Not to mention An Jianqing, Jin Yiwei who knew Zhao Yu from the very beginning, even the civil servants behind him had absolute confidence in Zhao Yu.

At the beginning, Zhu ignored the usurper and rebellion, how many people did he mobilize in order to deal with Zhao Yu who had entered the capital?

The elites of the three major battalions in the capital alone probably number in the thousands!

There are also countless masters from Hulong Mountain Villa and those from Dongpu, which one is not a master with one against a hundred?
But what was the final result?

More than half of the imperial palace was demolished by the king in front of him, Zhu Wushi still couldn't escape the end of his head!
With this little person in front of him, in the eyes of the principal, it is not even a small scene for his prince.

"If Wang Jia Chitose is thinking of having the guards on the boat come to rescue him, I'd save that effort by persuading Wang Jia Chitose..."

Mo Sang seemed to have seen Zhao Yu's support, and then said with a sneer: "When the officials accompanied the lord to enjoy the sights of my Zhancheng, my 30 elite sailors surrounded the more than [-] ships. Now they It's hard to protect myself!"

From the moment Zhao Yu set foot on Xinzhou Port, he had been calculating all of this.

The only difference is that if Zhao Yu generously handed over ten shipments to him, the 3000 people would not be besieged but escorted.

It's only strange that this young prince of Shang Kingdom is somewhat ignorant of flattery!

"Heh... I didn't expect you, a barbarian, to have so many pig brains in your head, and you know how to make tricks."

Facing Mo Sang's words, Zhao Yu still had that half-dead look on his face.

Three thousand elite sailors?

Zhao Yu dispatched 36 treasure ships this time, though not as many as 3 or [-] people accompanied by Old Zheng.

But on the more than 30 treasure ships, apart from the fierce firearms produced by Afa soldiers, there were 300 elite sailors mobilized on each ship, and there were other miscellaneous people, adding up to at least [-] people. .

Thirty boats, including the cooks who cook and cook, there are more or less 1 people.

Three thousand sailors wanted to take down his fleet, this Mosang's daydream is really deep sleep.

"The king is a thousand years old, as long as..."

Mo Sang also seemed to have sensed something was wrong, when he told his arrangement, none of the people around Zhao Yu showed a look of fear.

Even, the eyes of those people looking at him were full of disdain and joking.

But just when he was about to speak again, Zhao Yu was already a little impatient.

"Why are you watching? Why don't you ask me to clear the way for you?"

Zhao Yu rolled his eyes and shouted at An Jianqing beside him.

An Jianqing, who had suffered an indiscriminate disaster, of course did not dare to refute Zhao Yu, and took advantage of the situation to vent his anger on the Jinyiwei servants around him.

"Ms. Dut is so stupid, she's like a wooden stake, why don't you let this commander lead the battle for you!"

Jin Yiwei, the follower, complained secretly in his heart, it's really a high-level official who crushes people to death.

I just complained in my heart, but I was not slow at all.

The Xiuchun sword was unsheathed, and the figures of the people swept out from behind An Jianqing like ghosts, and crashed into the hundreds of sword-wielding soldiers.

Blood mist rose everywhere, and saber aura criss-crossed.

Although these sword-wielding soldiers are capable, they are just ordinary soldiers after all.

As for Jin Yiwei, who can follow An Jianqing to follow Zhao Yu, the trick in his hand is to pull his hips again, and the general masters in the martial arts are probably not opponents.

500 people were killed by dozens of Jin Yiwei in less than half a stick of incense.

"An Jianqing..."

Looking at the gate of the mansion in front of him like Shura's purgatory, Zhao Yu opened his mouth without any illness.

An Jianqing immediately stepped forward and bowed to Zhao Yu's side.

"Send a letter to the Bing Zhansi to ask Ah Fa to transfer a batch of firearms to Marshal Yu first..."

Zhao Yu looked at An Jianqing, and said such a sentence out of nowhere.

An Jianqing is a spirit with hollow hair, so he can naturally hear the meaning of Zhao Yu's words.

After Mo Sang heard Zhao Yu's words, his expression changed obviously.In other words, it wasn't Zhao Yu's words that made his face change instantly, but the title mentioned in Zhao Yu's words.

Marshal Yu...

This is a name that can stop children from crying in An Nanguo and Champa.

The meaning of Zhao Yu assigning firearms to Marshal Yu at this time could not be more obvious.

"Everyone, you have heard it too, if you let them go, it is not as simple as compromising the wealth of everyone..."

Mo Sang glanced at Zhao Yu, then turned his head to look at the nobles behind him.

These people are all wealthy and powerful families in Zhancheng, and they naturally have guards with high martial arts skills. It is already impossible to stop Zhao Yu and others with ordinary soldiers.

It's just that this time Zhao Yu's thirty-odd treasure ships attracted a lot of nobles, and they were accompanied by a lot of guards.

There are hundreds of masters around these people, and their martial arts cultivation base is not low.

If you tie them to yourself, it is not without strength.

All the nobles looked at each other, and then one of them looked at the old man and stood up and nodded.

brush brush...

Following the old man and the nobles behind him making their move, hundreds of masters with strong martial arts cultivation levels entered over the wall one after another, staring at Zhao Yu and his party.

And when these people came in, most of them stared at the Xiuchun knife in the hand of Jin Yiwei, the attendant.

This thing itself is a symbol of power. In terms of lethality, it is not as good as the elite sabers in the three major camps in Kyoto.

But these embroidered spring knives, which were originally used to show their status and rights in the previous dynasty, changed completely after they were turned around in the military department.

Especially after Zhao Yu general Huaikong tricked himself into the Bingzhang Division outside the Xizhimen of the capital, although this batch of Xiuchun knives could not be called magic weapons, they were at least considered sharp weapons.

Zhancheng is already crowded, what good things can these guards see?When I saw those Xiuchun knives that were not stained with blood, I salivated at that time.

"One head, 20 taels of gold!"

The old man replaced Mo Sang, looked at the Jin Yiwei and some civil officials around Zhao Yu, and said in a cold voice.

The old guy looked kind and friendly, but his tone of voice was sinister.

When the guards heard the words, they flickered and rushed towards Zhao Yu and the others.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

All the guards swarmed towards Zhao Yu and the others, and two or three of them rushed towards the accompanying principal behind Zhao Yu.

The master just said that a person's head is 20 taels of gold, which implies that the heads of these accompanying civil servants are also worth 20 taels of gold.

Those who have dealt with Shangguo all the year round naturally know that the heads of these weak scholars who play with pens are easier to pick than those of Jin Yiwei with knives!

"hey-hey……"

Knowing that these guys were powerless, the guard was also relieved, grinning grinningly, drew out his sharp knife, and walked towards the two or three principals step by step.

Under the firelight, the sharp knife shone with a gloomy and cold light.

"Don't, don't...don't come here, or I'll be rude to you!"

The principals were also taken aback. Even though they had confidence in Zhao Yu, their calves still trembled involuntarily when they faced these murderers.

"Hey, grandpa will take care of your dozens of taels of gold!"

The man looked at the shivering master, stuck out his tongue and licked the cold tip of the knife and said.

He likes to see the enemy's fearful but helpless appearance, so that he will get a great satisfaction in his heart.

The three principals looked at the ferocious-looking murderer, and tremblingly, one of them took out a strangely shaped pistol from his waist.

"Pistol?"

The man sneered, and then said: "Try it, is it the pistol in your hand, or Grandpa's knife..."

boom! !

Before the man finished speaking, the master holding the gun on the opposite side didn't know whether it was because of nervousness, or because the guy's cheeks were so hideous that he was frightened, and his fingers trembled...

A burst of flame exploded, and blue smoke slowly emerged from the pistol in the chief's hand.

The man with the knife on the opposite side still had a sneer on his face, but there was a bloody hole the size of a thumb in the center of his brow.

In the blink of an eye, the dead body fell to the ground.

The people around looked over subconsciously, and then looked incredulously at the principal with an innocent face holding a firecracker.

The stamina of this pistol is really great, his wrist is numb now...

"This……"

Behind Mo Sang, a middle-aged man stared dumbfounded at the dead guard on the ground.

My family knew about my family, and the one who died was his number one guard.

Martial arts cultivation has already crossed the threshold of entry, and his inner strength is even more powerful.

It stands to reason that even with the latest pistol, it is not easy for him to dodge from five steps away, but it is unrealistic to kill him with a single shot!
"Boss Liu, this barbarian head's battle exploits, this king will definitely serve as the new emperor, kill a few more, maybe you can win a lord or something, keep up the good work!"

Zhao Yu looked at the chief who turned pale, and then said loudly with a smile.

The main thing was fear at first, and then after hearing Zhao Yu's words, his eyes gradually turned red.

In people's impression, most civil servants are timid and timid.

But what they don't know is that since ancient times, the courage of civil officials has been no less than that of military generals who kill people like hemp.

It's just that the premise of this boldness is to have the conditions that can touch them.

Since ancient times, there have been quite a few civil servants carrying coffins into the Golden Luan Hall, so what the civil servants lack is courage.

It's not easy for the official to be the head of Liu, but if he wants to take a step forward, it will be as difficult as climbing the sky.

Not to mention the feudal marquis and prime minister, these are definitely daydreams for most of the fifth-rank officials who do miscellaneous work like Mr. Liu.

But now Zhao Yu placed this opportunity to realize his daydream in front of them.

In this world, is there anything simpler than killing someone?
boom!
Without further ado, Chief Liu endured his numb arm, raised his hand and went straight to Mo Sang.

To say that the brains of civil servants are flexible!
Since it is killing the enemy and making meritorious deeds, it is natural to go to this official university. This kind of small guard can ask for credit. In Mosang, it is estimated that he can directly give an earl or something...

It's just that Mosang was still some distance away from him, and his arm was a little numb after firing a gun earlier, and his accuracy was greatly reduced.

This shot missed Mo Sang's head, but pierced Mo Sang's shoulder blade.

"kill!"

After firing two guns, Mr. Liu finally found the feeling, raised his hand and fired several guns at these nobles.

There were a total of seven bullets on the left wheel of the Bingzhang Division, and the remaining five bullets, although Mr. Liu hit randomly, also killed the two unlucky guys on the opposite side.

Unlike An Jianqing and the others who tortured and killed those guards, Director Liu focused on these dignitaries wholeheartedly.

No matter how valuable a big soldier's head is, can it be worth as much as these guys behind him?

(End of this chapter)