The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 20 The oriole is behind
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the silvery moonlight is like water, infecting the mountains and rivers, and covering the earth with a layer of gauze, as white as snow.

"Take gentle steps and don't draw attention to yourself."

At the stroke of midnight, Shen Yuanliang, wearing a black nightgown, a veil over his face, carrying a bow and arrow on his back, holding a knife in his hand, crouched down and trotted towards the Daqing Mountain east of Jingbian Fort.

Behind him are Stone and Skinny Monkey dressed similarly, the only difference is that they are holding spears.

Jingbian Fort, which was bustling during the day, was now completely silent and quiet. In order to save some money on lamp oil, people went to bed early and the house was pitch black.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Yuanliang and his three companions arrived at Daqing Mountain ahead of schedule. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, they quickly climbed up a towering tree.

With the cover of leaves, Shen Yuanliang and his men tried hard to hide their figures, waiting for the Wang family and Huya Mountain's troops.

"Skinny monkey, your ears are quite sensitive. Let me know when someone comes."

Leaning quietly against the cold tree trunk, listening to the whistling cold wind in his ears, Shen Yuanliang tightened his jacket, rubbed his stiff cheeks, and spoke in a low voice.

The transaction between the Wang family and Huya Mountain was a shady matter, so in order to avoid attracting other people's attention as much as possible, they chose the time from midnight to 3 a.m.

Except for the night owls who do not do any serious work, everyone has already fallen asleep at this time, and this period of time is the time when people are the most sleepy, and they sleep soundly.

"My lord, they are coming, there are quite a few of them!"

Time passed slowly, and hazy fog lingered in the mountains and forests. Just as Shen Yuanliang was dozing off, a whisper came to his ears.

Shen Yuanliang woke up immediately and looked quietly in the direction of the skinny monkey's finger. He saw that in the misty night, the two groups of people came to the open space at the same time.

The horses were snorting, and the carriage was loaded with heavy boxes, leaving deep, very deep ruts on the hard ground.

Next to the plain carriage, twenty or thirty elite fighters were always alert, their bodies tense.

The sharp horizontal sword exuded a cold light, and the fierce eyes swept the surrounding jungle, like a hunting venomous snake, ready to attack at any time.

"Brother Liang, why don't you take action?"

"If we don't take action, they will leave!"

Seeing that the transaction between the Wang family and Huya Mountain was nearing completion and Shen Yuanliang showed no signs of taking action, the honest Shi Tou became a little anxious and scratched his ears and cheeks.

"No hurry, wait for the arrow to be shot for a while."

"At this moment, they have two groups of people together, and we only have three people. The enemy is outnumbered, and when they separate, that will be when they are most relaxed."

"It won't be too late to take action then."

Shen Yuanliang glanced at the Wang family and Huya Mountain who were in the process of trading. His heart was very calm and his face was expressionless, making it impossible to see his true thoughts.

Just when Shen Yuanliang was about to take action, a new idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

The boss of Huya Mountain, "Zuoshan Diao", tried his best to hide his martial arts skills. It can be seen that he is a hero who is unwilling to be inferior to others and an ambitious man.

Although Huya Mountain was supported by the Wang family, after so many years, Shen Yuanliang did not believe that there was no dirty work between them. After all, the treacherous and cunning Wang family and the cruel and bloodthirsty Huya Mountain were not good people.

Therefore, the only thing that was missing for the Wang family and Huya Mountain to part ways was a fuse.

What Shen Yuanliang had to do was to add fuel to the fire, a big fire, to detonate the bomb in advance, leaving them no time to take care of other things, and even causing them to fight each other.

After waiting in the cold wind for half an hour, the Wang family and the Huya Mountain troops left one after another, one heading west and the other heading north, gradually going farther and farther away.

"Go after the Wang family's guards first!" "Shitou, Shouhou, follow me, be careful and protect yourselves."

Shen Yuanliang held his breath and jumped down from the tree in a few steps. Then he took out the bow and arrow behind him and chased in the direction where the Wang family guards left.

After a while, Shen Yuanliang saw the Wang family's guards from afar. He drew his bow and aimed at those elite fighters with bulging temples.

"Whoa!"

One arrow after another, never missing a target, the strong and powerful arrows pierced through the chest, and blood flowers bloomed instantly, especially the middle-aged man in the lead, who was hit by three arrows.

How can you guard against an unintentional act?
When the Wang family guards were most relaxed, Shen Yuanliang, with the eight-stone strong bow in his hand, was like the scythe of the god of death, quickly reaping their lives.

After all twelve arrows were shot out, Shen Yuanliang put the Eight-Stone Bow on his back, then drew out the sword from his waist and rushed forward with an expressionless face.

"Shh!"

The snow-white blade flashed across, the dazzling light seemed to block the brilliance of the moon, the infinite killing power was displayed to the fullest, and there was a murderous atmosphere between heaven and earth.

"Who are you? How dare you kill someone from the Wang family?"

The eighth-rank master who was not yet dead struggled hard, looking at the powerful Shen Yuanliang, feeling unwilling to accept the result, he gasped, coughed up blood, and asked intermittently.

Under the silvery moonlight was a pale, bloodless face. His eyes were dim and blood gushed out of his mouth, staining the clothes in front of him blood red.

Relying on the power of the Wang family, the seriously injured middle-aged man has been domineering in Yongning City and Jingbian Fort for many years, and his hands are stained with the lives of innocent people.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be knifed?

The middle-aged man never expected that one day he would die in the wilderness, not far from Wangjiawu Fort. Turning his head, he could vaguely see the brightly lit fort.

It was late at night, the temperature outside the Great Wall dropped rapidly, the biting cold wind whistled sharply, the Wang family guards who had lost too much blood gradually lost their body temperature, their bodies frozen stiff, and they lost their breath of life.

[Ding! You killed the Wang family guard and intercepted a portion of white luck.]

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[Ding! You killed the Wang family's eighth-rank guard and took a portion of the red luck! ]

"The martial arts master's vitality is so strong that he was only seriously injured after being hit by three arrows. If he can receive timely treatment, he will be full of energy in a month."

"It seems that when I become enemies in the future, I should finish off the enemy with a blow, preferably by chopping off their heads, to eliminate all possible dangers."

After chopping off the middle-aged man's head, Shen Yuanliang looked around to check if there was anyone he had missed or if there were any guards from the Wang family who had not yet died.

At this moment, a crisp "crunch" sound rang in my ears, which seemed so abrupt in the quiet night. It was the sound of someone stepping on a dead branch.

"Who is it? Come out!"

Shen Yuanliang, holding a bloody knife in his hand, stepped forward quickly and grabbed the person hiding behind the carriage.

He was wearing a fox fur coat, a green satin jacket, deerskin boots, and carrying a well-made hand warmer. He looked like a young man from a wealthy family who was traveling.

But at this moment, he was trembling all over and huddled into a ball. Looking in the moonlight, a familiar face appeared in front of Shen Yuanliang, Wang Zhenzu.

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