Shushan: Extinction

Chapter 220 Capture alive
There is no doubt that this was the work of Hasar, the archer.

Faced with this arrow, the innate master Tan De had no way to avoid it and could only draw his sword and block it in front of him.

After hearing the sound of "ding", the innate master felt a huge force coming from his hands, and he staggered half a step.

Seizing the moment when his body was suffocated, Hasar pulled the trigger of the crossbow again, and the second crossbow arrow shot out.

This crossbow arrow was extraordinary. It was made by Gong Tianwu himself using the claws of a demon crane. Before Tan De could even react, the arrow pierced his chest!
He suddenly roared in pain and was about to muster up the courage to rush forward to kill a few people. After all, in Tan De's perception, once the archers were approached, they would be chopped like melons and vegetables.

However, just as Tan De rushed out two steps, he noticed from the corner of his eye that his companion was turning around and running away. He was about to curse when he suddenly noticed that more than a dozen riders rushed out from a distance! !
Not only that, a series of shrill screams were heard from the rear, and upon closer inspection, it was discovered that two extremely ferocious mastiffs had rushed into the rear team.

These two big mastiffs are Big Ears and Red Hair, who were raised by Gong Tianwu himself. Because of the wolf demon blood in their bodies, they have now grown into ferocious monsters. They are also wearing tailor-made leather armor with amazing defensive capabilities.

With their attack, people and horses at the rear of the caravan were thrown to the ground, and the pack horses were completely out of control and fled in all directions.

Witnessing all this, Tan De's fighting spirit was completely lost, because this was a multiple-choice question with an easy answer - it was not difficult to rush up and kill a few enemies, but there was no way he would survive the hands of these dozen new reinforcements.

It seems like a good deal to exchange your own life for several lives of the enemy?
But as long as it is not a child, it will not be worth it no matter how many lives your life is exchanged for the rest of the lives.

It can even be said that, let alone his life, if he were to exchange his second brother for the ten lives of the others, nine out of ten people would not be willing to do so.

So Tan De turned around and ran away.

Seeing this scene, Gong Tianwu smiled faintly.

His vision was so sharp that he immediately saw that although Tan De's martial arts level was high and he had reached the level of innate, he was actually a fake.
At present, his realm has reached the innate level, but his combat power has not reached the level of an innate master.

Even some powerful Ming Jin masters could defeat Tan De in a one-on-one fight.

Tan De's situation is somewhat similar to that of Yue Buqun (before killing the chicken), Sword God Zhuo Bufan, etc. He has a great reputation, but his own strength is relatively weak.

This has to do with personal character, and is probably also related to the flaws in Tan De's own practice.

After Tan De escaped more than a hundred meters, he realized that his injuries were much more serious than he had imagined.

Not only did the medicine he took have no effect, the wound continued to bleed, and he felt waves of indescribable pain in his chest. After walking a few more steps, he even began to feel great pain from breathing.

Suddenly, Tan De felt a tripping under his feet, and the golden flowers popped up in front of him, and fell down in front of him, and then he fell into a coma.

***
Seeing this powerful team quickly collapse in front of him, Hasar couldn't hold back his excitement, and suddenly raised his sword and roared!

When the tendons of his hand were picked, he thought that his life was over and the future was bleak, but he never expected that good times would come after bad times.

Before this, Hasar had never thought that he could defeat the innate master in a face-to-face battle. Even before the war, Hasar was planning to die to repay his gratitude.

However, the facts proved that what the Seventh Young Master said was right, and he, who was good at strategic vision, realized a crucial thing:
I may be witnessing the beginning of an era!!

It was an era where the following is better than the best, and it was an era where ordinary people could fight against martial arts masters! !
The wind on the top of the mountain gradually died down, and the last rays of sunset disappeared below the horizon.

The spring water was still gurgling, but now the water had been dyed red with blood, reflecting a desolate scene.

There was no doubt at this point that the Tianji Merchant Gang's convoy had already been routed. The remaining guards dropped their weapons and fled in all directions. As for the martial arts masters who were there to guard the place, they fled even faster than them and disappeared in the night in a panic.

Gong Tianwu was carefully examining the crossbows in front of him. After a battle, some of the crossbows that were handed back were damaged, while others were intact.

These corresponding data must be collected to facilitate future improvements.

At this time, the cavalry members of Cui's warehouse had already begun to clean up the battlefield, searching and counting the goods of Tianji Merchant Gang one by one.

Among these goods, there are precious medicinal materials, rare minerals, and even some rare treasures from afar. Each one is priceless, enough to take Cui Ji Warehouse to a higher level.

"Master Kasar, how to deal with these goods?" A member of the horse team walked forward and asked in a low voice.

Hasar pondered for a moment and waved his hand:

"Ship everything back to the warehouse and hand it over to Mr. Cui San to deal with. Remember, you have to act quickly, as the people from the Tianji Merchants may come back again."

The members of the horse team nodded in response and quickly directed others to start moving the goods.

After a while, the men suddenly dragged a man up excitedly:

"Look who we caught!"

Hasar's eyes fell on the man's face, and then he said in astonishment:
"It's him?"

Yes, this guy was none other than the seriously injured and unconscious Tan De.

Hasar immediately said:

"Let's give him some simple treatment first. This is a serious matter, so we'll have to let you make the decision."

So quickly, Gong Tianwu, who received the notification, hurried over, and then he was stunned.

It turned out that when Gong Tianwu saw the unconscious guy, he suddenly noticed a hint in front of him:
"Bai Ze bloodline passive skill: the ability to recognize people is activated."

"Target: Tan De."

"Strength: Innate in martial arts."

"Loyalty: Captive (None)"

"Possessing B-type talent: Dexterity, with a very powerful bonus in manufacturing and processing."

"Possessing Type B talent: knowing how to assign people to the right positions. When this person is assigned to a management position, he or she can quickly figure out the talents and needs of his or her subordinates and assign them to appropriate positions."

"Has characteristics: indecisive."

Seeing this, Gong Tianwu also found it a little funny. Although to him, a mere innate talent was really not taken seriously, this guy actually had the potential to be an excellent foreman.

So after hesitating for a while, Gong Tianwu said straightforwardly:
"Wake him up."

After hearing what Gong Tianwu said, the people waiting nearby immediately took action.

There was no mention of military doctors at this time. They were all veterans who had seen many injuries and knew how to deal with them simply.

They first made Tan De drink a few gulps of strong liquor, and then pierced his Ren Zhong and Feng Chi points with needles. Soon Tan De woke up slowly, looked around, and let out a long sigh of helplessness.

Gong Tianwu said calmly:
"Are you going to live or die?"

Tan De remained silent.

Gong Tianwu said to Hasar:
"Cut off the little finger of his left hand."

Tan De's eyes suddenly widened, and before he could react, Hasar had already raised his knife and swung it, blood spurted out, and a little finger flew up.

Gong Tianwu said calmly:
"I'm an impatient person, so you'd better reply quickly."

Tan De was holding the wound on his left hand and trembling. Before he could say anything, Gong Tianwu turned to Hasar and said, "Cut it off."

"Stop! Stop!" Tan De was sweating profusely and yelled at the top of his lungs, "I want to live, I want to live!!"

Gong Tianwu said:

"Now there is a problem. You are a congenital master. If you are not killed, you will be able to easily kill the guards and escape after you recover. What do you think we should do?"

Tan De was suddenly speechless and couldn't speak for a while.

To be honest, this was the first time he had met such a person. He looked like a teenager, but his character was so cold, fierce, and even more so, so suffocatingly aggressive! !
Although Tan De seems to be the strongest person around and is an absolute innate master, when it comes to personal will and decisiveness, not to mention Gong Tianwu, even Hasar is much stronger than him.

Tan De covered his left hand with a broken finger, his face was as pale as paper, beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead. He looked up at Gong Tianwu, his eyes showing both fear and unwillingness.

"What do you want?"

Tan De's voice was hoarse and trembling.

Gong Tianwu leaned forward slightly, his eyes piercing into Tan De's eyes like a knife:

"I told you that you are an innate master. I can't let you escape after you recover your strength. That would be asking for trouble. So, you have to give me a reason not to kill you."

Tan De gritted his teeth and whispered:

"I can swear my loyalty to you and never have second thoughts!"

Gong Tianwu chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone:

"Swear? If oaths were reliable, there wouldn't be so many resentful women in the world."

Tan De was speechless for a moment, and became more and more flustered.

At this time, Hasar said:

"Young Master, be careful not to raise a tiger, it may cause trouble. It is better to kill it and put an end to it all."

To be honest, what Hasar said was from the heart. At this moment, he had completely become dependent on Gong Tianwu and was enjoying a better life than in his heyday.

Once Gong Tianwu, the seventh son of the Marquis's Mansion, falls, he will be reduced to his original form, and he never wants to live that kind of life like a wild dog again.

At this point, Hasar's eyes flashed with ferocity. He drew out his scimitar and approached Tan De step by step.

The threat of death instantly hung over Tan De's head. Of course, he didn't want to die. His wonderful life had just begun. In a hurry, he couldn't care less about saving his life. He could only say painfully:

"I have a family! My parents are still alive, and I have a son, two daughters, and six wives."

"I can't lie about this kind of thing. As long as you hold my family in your hands, are you still afraid that I will have any abnormal movements?"

After hearing what Tan De said, Gong Tianwu smiled:
"Look, isn't this a good idea? That's why they say people are forced to do things."

Then Gong Tianwu said to Hasar:

"Go pick up his family, be polite, and arrange better treatment, but one thing is very important."

Hasar said:

"Understood. Please give your instructions."

Gong Tianwu looked at Tan De and said:
"Don't treat this expert's injuries until his family is properly settled."

When Tan De heard these words, he felt bitter. The young man in front of him was so meticulous and careful that he even eliminated his last chance of a comeback.

Thinking of this, Tan De felt the pain in his chest becoming more and more severe. When he thought about the fact that he would have to suffer such injuries before his family was controlled, Tan De felt that the next few days would be very difficult to endure.

***
The next day,

In the study of the Marquis's Mansion,

Chen Yunsheng stood in front of the map of mountains and rivers, his fingertips slowly traced the outline of Yumen Pass, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly, two light coughs came from outside the door, interrupting his thoughts.

"Come in." Chen Yunsheng said in a cold tone without turning his head.

The person who walked in was a limping man. His name was Lao Zeng and he was Chen Yunsheng's personal soldier.

He sacrificed himself to protect his master in a fierce battle. Although he saved his life, he lost his left leg.

Chen Yunsheng was extremely strict in controlling his subordinates, but he was also very kind to his meritorious officials. He directly brought Lao Zeng by his side as his confidant and had him serve him in his daily life.

He walked to Chen Yunsheng's side and whispered, "My Lord, the Third Madam wants to see you."

Chen Yunsheng raised his eyebrows, and asked with a hint of impatience: "What is she doing here?"

Lao Zeng lowered his voice:

"The third lady said that she has something important to report."

Chen Yunsheng was silent for a moment, then said calmly:
"Let her in."

Old Zeng nodded and left. Not long after, a fragrant breeze blew towards him, and then a young woman with a gloomy expression walked in. She was the third lady of the Marquis' Mansion, Wu Lanzhi.

Unlike Gong Tianwu's biological mother, Wu Lanzhi's family background is not ordinary. They are wealthy merchants spanning the kingdoms of Langshan, Khotan, and Cheming, and are known to be as rich as a country.

She was wearing a plain long skirt, her eyebrows were picturesque, but she couldn't hide the haggardness on her face.

As soon as she saw Chen Yunsheng, she burst into tears and choked up, "My dear, you have to make the decision for me!"

Chen Yunsheng turned around, his eyes stern: "What's the matter?"

Wu Lanzhi wiped her tears and whispered:

"My dear, the people at Cui's Warehouse are too much! Not only did they steal my business, they also killed many people."

"They even threatened to make our Wu family have no place to stand in Sansheng City!"

Chen Yunsheng frowned slightly when he heard this, and his tone was slightly sarcastic:
"Oh? Cui's Warehouse is so courageous?"

Wu Lanzhi nodded, with a bit of grievance in her tone:

"My dear, Cui Ji has the support of the Seventh Young Master. They don't take the Marquis' Mansion seriously! I am really desperate, so I come to ask you to do justice."

Chen Yunsheng sneered, walked to the desk, took out a stack of records from the drawer, and threw them in front of Wu Lanzhi:
"You are probably talking about the dispute between Tianji Merchants and Cuiji Warehouse, right? Take a look at these."

(End of this chapter)