Chapter 94 Kill all these people
The autumn wind is bleak, and the grass is bent.
Several men in black appeared around the originally empty official road, and they approached the imperial convoy unhurriedly.
At first, there may have only been a few people, but the number of people increased. By the time the warning horn sounded, thousands of people had already gathered.
Moreover, the number of people is still increasing, gradually forming a situation of surrounding the entire royal chariot fleet.
"Sir, he is from the Maitreya Cult." Someone immediately reported the news to Jiang Bin.
"Stop the car, form a formation, and meet the enemy!" As the commander of the Jinyiwei, Jiang Bin gave the order without hesitation after discovering the appearance of these people.
Lin Qingyi also appeared next to Jiang Bin in time. After hearing his order, he immediately sent someone to convey the order.
The Jinyi guards accompanying this time were all well-trained elites, and they quickly formed a defensive formation.
The deputy leader of the Maitreya Sect, Xingqiu, led several masters from the sect to follow among the men in black. Dharma King Dharmaraja, one of the four Dharma Kings beside him, said: "Leader, brothers are ready. ”
Gong Xingqiu nodded, "Let's do it!"
Dharma King Chiguo ordered to the people beside him: "Take action!"
"Kill!"
Suddenly The sound of killing filled the sky, and hundreds of men in black waved their weapons and killed the imperial convoy.
Gong Xingqiu nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the followers who were fighting bravely.
Since he learned about the emperor's intention to go on tour, he immediately gathered his followers and prepared to assassinate the emperor. It's a pity that the time this time is a bit short, and he can only gather so many people.
Looking at the Maitreya sect members who were rushing from all over the mountains and plains, Jiang Bin sneered and looked at Lin Qingyi and nodded slightly.
Lin Qingyi clasped his fists to accept the order, turned around, pulled out the Xiuchun knife from his waist, and swung it down in the air.
“Fire the arrows!”
After saying this, the strong bows and crossbows fired in volley, and thousands of arrows rained out.
Facing the rain of arrows, the members of the Maitreya Sect who were attacking could not move away, and countless people were immediately hit by arrows.
"Unfortunately, the time this time is too short, and crossbows and armor are prohibited items, so it is difficult to transport them at once." Gong Xingqiu couldn't help but regretted as he looked at the rain of arrows fired by the Jin Yiwei.
Within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, although swords and weapons were banned due to the prosperity of martial arts, bows, crossbows and armor have always been banned items.
Therefore, even most warriors do not use crossbows as their main battle weapons. Generally speaking, masters who are good at using crossbows are mostly from the military or some mountain hunters. Most of those warriors who can protect themselves with armor are people with profound backgrounds.
As a professional rebel, the Maitreya Cult has accumulated a lot of bows, crossbows and armor, but they usually choose to hide these important materials to prevent officers and soldiers from searching.
It was too short to get the news this time, and even this plan was promoted by Gong Xingqiu. Therefore, although many believers gathered, the bows, crossbows and armor could not be equipped in time.
"Leader, there is no need to worry." Dharma King Dhritarashtra said to the deputy leader Xingqiu from the side.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, these believers seemed to have gone crazy. Faced with such a dense rain of arrows, they did not retreat and faced the impact of the arrows.
The Jinyiwei's arrow rain here only lasted two volleys, and they were already rushed in front of them.
The soldiers were fighting hand to hand, and the strong bows and crossbows were no longer useful. These Jinyi guards gave up their bows and arrows without hesitation, and the two sides started fighting.
"You take action in person, don't waste time, and save time in dragging in reinforcements." Gong Xingqiu became anxious as he watched the fight between the two sides, and said to King Chi Guotian on the side.
According to the information he received, Hun Jun did not bring many masters with him on his trip this time, and there was only one first-grade warrior. The rest were restrained because of some news. Therefore, there is a great chance to kill the faint king this time, so there is no need to waste time.
It seems that someone in Jinyiwei colluded with the Maitreya Cult people, otherwise Gong Xingqiu would not have known such confidential information.
"Yes!" Dharma King Dhritarashtra took the order, jumped up with many masters behind him, and headed towards the imperial chariot team.
These masters rushed into it as if they were tigers rushing into the flock of sheep, and they were not blocked at all. Those ordinary Jin Yiwei were not the enemy of Yihe at all.
Wherever the long knife crossed, the heads of those Jinyi guards were easily cut off and pierced through the chest.
However, Dharma Dharmaraja and his companions’ goal was not here. They just cleared a path in the battlefield and headed straight for the emperor’s chariot.
Gong Xingqiu, the deputy leader of the Maitreya Sect, is also the planner and the main messenger of this operation. He has a scimitar hanging on his waist and follows Dharma King Dhritarashtra as if he is strolling in the courtyard. For the mountain of corpses and blood He turned a blind eye to the sea-like scene, with a smile on his lips and his eyes fixed on the emperor's chariot.
If a Jin Yiwei came in front of the opponent unintentionally, Gong Xingqiu would also draw his sword and just wave his sleeve robe gently to shatter his heart. The method was extremely vicious.
Naturally, some people on Jinyiwei's side also noticed the appearance of this group of experts.
“Where are the four commanders of Jinyiwei!” Jiang Bin said loudly.
Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu, and Suzaku took a step forward, "My subordinates are here!"
"Kill those people!" Jiang Bin was wearing a flying fish suit and held the button with his right hand. The hilt of the embroidered spring knife is pointed at the group of Dharmaraja Dharmaraja with his left hand.
“Yes!”
The four commanders took orders.
"Everyone, please take action." Jiang Bin said to the martial arts masters who gathered beside the emperor.
Qingyangzi had just given instructions that all the people in the martial arts academy should be handed over to Jiang Bin's command.
“Okay!”
The masters from the martial arts academy responded, and Pei Xuanjing was also among them.
"Brother Pei, please stop!" Jiang Bin called out to Pei Xuanjing, who was about to take action.
Seeing Pei Xuanjing's confused look, he said: "In order to prevent the enemy from trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain, I also ask Brother Pei to guard the imperial chariot with me."
At this moment, the emperor came from inside the imperial chariot. The voice, "Zhang Yong, Gu Dayong, let Your people will also take action. Jiang Bin, I will give you the command to kill all these people. I am very unhappy that these people dare to assassinate me."
The emperor was angry at first. , now that he is being assassinated by the Maitreya Cult, he is even more furious.
If it weren’t for Qingyangzi’s advice, the emperor would have even wanted to personally command this battle.
However, even after being persuaded by Qing Yangzi, the anger in the emperor's heart still did not dissipate, and he decided to kill all these people.
The Zhang Yong and Gu Dayong he mentioned were the two governors of Dongchang and Xichang.
When these two people and Jiang Bin heard the emperor's words, they understood that the emperor was really angry and immediately bowed in response.
Immediately afterwards, several masters from the East and West factories filed out and started to kill everyone in the Maitreya Sect. Soon the two sides were fighting against each other.
However, the existence of these people was difficult for Gong Xingqiu to match. A first-grade warrior used all his strength to attack, but several masters died in just a few moves.
(End of this chapter)