Chapter 206: The general is really good at calculating
"Does Yu Shuai really want to humiliate my Qingzhou Li family like this?" Li Zelin said in a deep voice, gradually wanting to straighten his body.
Yu Shuai's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were indifferent, and he did not take the third master of Qingzhou Li family seriously at all.
"So what if it's humiliation? Does Qingzhou Li want to fight?" Yu Shuai asked.
Qi Hongwu looked sharply at the side and held a fire bamboo in his hand.
The commander-in-chief's fire bamboo can not only summon the general camp under his command, but also all the border troops who see the signal will come to support. This is a tradition.
Its scope is vast and its number of people far exceeds that of generals.
A rough estimate is that if this fire bamboo explodes, about two to three million border troops will pour into Qingzhou within three days.
These are just those who came to support after seeing the signal with their own eyes. Within the next five days, it is not unusual for five million border troops to come to join in the fun.
The frontier army is famous for protecting shortcomings.
Li Zelin's expression was shocked, he let out a breath and drooped his eyelids.
The powerful clans are also very united, but it is difficult to be like the border troops who do not care about any interests. As long as they shout that they are going to fight, they will all come running over with excitement.
It's okay to say that they are no different from local gangsters, but then again, how can there be nearly ten million local gangsters in the world with strict discipline and powerful combat power?
If there were, then they wouldn't be called ruffians.
They are called border troops.
Jiang Lin walked up to a general, cupped his hands and said, "Sir, please lend me a weapon."
The general directly handed over the knife without saying a word. Xu Kaijin said: "Why don't you use mine? It's very enjoyable to stab."
After Jiang Lin cupped his hands and thanked him, he just took the long knife and walked towards the man in brocade clothes.
His pace is neither fast nor slow, nor light nor heavy.
But in the ears of the man in brocade clothes, it sounded like a soul calling for life.
His body was shaking, and just as he was about to raise his head to speak, a voice came from the old man who had been kneeling next to him.
"No movement, no talking."
The man in brocade clothes raised his head slightly and opened his mouth.
The old man said again: "If you die, you will be buried well and your family will live in peace. Don't do bad things."
He spoke in such an understatement, and the man in brocade held his hands tightly. What business did it have to do with him to have such a bullshit burial, and have his family live peacefully?
They are all dead, do you still care about this?
But neither Li Zelin, who was in the Divine Martial Realm, nor the old man who was at the fifth level of the Yuan Martial Realm, could resist.
At this time, Jiang Lin had already walked closer.
He looked down at the man in brocade clothes, saw his body trembling with fear and despair, and suddenly asked: "Do you regret being born in a powerful family?"
The man in brocade clothes raised his head, his eyes begging for mercy and a little confused.
Do you regret it?
I never thought about it before, but now I regret it.
The next second, the long knife slashed down, and the big head rose into the sky with blood.
Those eyes were full of resentment and ferocity. He didn't regret it now. He only regretted that he didn't kill him earlier and let a little blacksmith live until now.
Looking at the ferocious dead man's face, Jiang Lin felt the other party's resentment.
But who doesn’t feel resentful?
He has it, and so does Jiang Lin.
Just killing a man in brocade clothes will not completely dissipate the resentment.
Jiang Lin's eyes moved to the old man. The man in brocade was just a small role and was not qualified to make decisions. At the very least, he had to be this person.
The old man noticed Jiang Lin's murderous intention and raised his eyelids, but was indifferent.
Because he is not a small role, I don't believe Jiang Lin dares to take action. As he expected, Jiang Lin did have concerns.
Killing a man in brocade clothes, as Yu Shuai, the Qingzhou Li family would just pretend it never happened.
But if we kill another steward of the fifth level of the Yuanwu Realm, can we still pretend that it never happened?
At this moment, Yu Shuai suddenly said: "Boy, don't you have any blood? Just chop if you want. Why do you think so much?"
Jiang Lin turned to look at Yu Shuai. The old man's expression was so calm, as if he was about to chop down a small animal.
Jiang Lin seemed to see something, and without thinking, he swung his knife and slashed at the old man kneeling on the ground.
The old man's expression changed, and he subconsciously wanted to take action, but he noticed the sharp eyes coming to his side.
His body trembled, and he gritted his teeth and stopped all movements. He didn't even dare to activate the vitality of heaven and earth. He lay there and let the knife fall on his head.
The head of a fifth-level Yuanwu Realm head is only a little harder. If it is cut with a long sword of the upper-level one, it will still bleed.
The blade of the knife was embedded in his head for at least an inch and a half. If it were any deeper, it could cut the head into two pieces with one blow.
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But the blade of the knife was already stuck in the skull. Jiang Lin tried hard for a few times without twitching. After a slight hesitation, he suddenly stepped forward and stepped on the old man's head, grasped the handle of the knife and pulled out hard.
Seeing his posture as if he were pulling out a carrot, Yu Shuai was slightly startled, and then burst into laughter.
Qi Hongwu chuckled from the side and said: "This guy is indeed interesting."
The old man's head was cut in half, and the pain was already unbearable. Now Jiang Lin stepped on his head and pulled out the knife. The blade stuck in the skull, like a saw.
Even a fifth-level Yuanwu realm would find it unbearable to face such pain.
Coupled with the humiliation of this position, the old man's eyes were red and his nails dug deeply into his palms.
He couldn't bear it anymore. How dare a small ninth-level martial artist dare to humiliate him like this!
At this moment, Li Zelin on the side suddenly flicked his fingers and the blade broke off. Jiang Lin used too much force and immediately stepped back a few steps before he could stand still.
Li Zelin didn't even look at the old man who was bleeding profusely, and said in a deep voice: "Since I didn't kill him with a single blow, let's let this matter go. We don't have to cut him into pieces."
"Jiang Lin, what do you think?" Yu Shuai asked.
Jiang Lin glanced at the broken knife in his hand, turned around and cupped his hand and said: "Reporting to Yushuai, I think this is reasonable. You must be merciful and merciful."
Yu Shuai was startled when he heard this. He didn't expect Jiang Lin to follow the other party's words and want to settle the matter, and he immediately frowned.
Without waiting to speak again, Jiang Lin said again: "But I borrowed this knife. Now that it is broken, there should be compensation."
Li Zelin said: "It's just a first-grade weapon. I'll give you three for free."
"Not enough." Jiang Lin shook his head.
"This lord's ancestors searched all over the world for this sword and took dozens of lives in exchange for it. The grade may not be very high, but the meaning is extraordinary. Later, I was asked to refine it again, and more than a dozen unique secret recipes were added to it, which is priceless. Paying three for one is not enough, at least three hundred.”
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
Everyone thought that Jiang Lin chose to keep things quiet for the sake of the overall situation.
But who would have thought that he would turn around and ask Li Zelin for 300 first-grade weapons as compensation.
"In addition, the frontier army pursued three thieves and traveled thousands of miles. They were exhausted by traveling and traveling. Thousands of sergeants were killed alone, and countless others were seriously injured. They also have to pay compensation. But the weapons are not needed. One person Pay tens of thousands of taels and settle the matter.”
The field became even quieter. Xu Kaijin put the big gun under his arm and counted silently with his fingers.
One person will be compensated tens of thousands taels, ten people will be compensated hundreds of thousands taels, one hundred people will be compensated ten million taels, and one thousand people will not be compensated one hundred thousand taels?
This general's eyes are so bright that he's made a fortune!
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