Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

This was Chu Hongliu's last asset; these were all desperados kept in captivity with gold and silver, who were unafraid of death and only obeyed his orders.

"Chop him up!"

Chu Hongliu pointed to the Qin and Han dynasties on the high seat.

The atmosphere in the hall was tense. The leaders who had been watching the commotion just moments before scattered in fear, afraid of being dragged into it. Sha Tongtian and Nie Tianfeng were pale-faced. They had not expected that Chu Hongliu had such a hidden trick up her sleeve. This was no longer just discussing a rebellion; it was a direct coup!

Seeing that things were going badly, Xiaoyuer and Jiang Yulang quickly shrank behind a pillar. Jiang Yulang's legs were trembling, and he muttered something under his breath.

"We're doomed! This is terrible! Your Highness has miscalculated! We're all going to be chopped into mincemeat!"

Xiao Yu'er's eyes darted around, and he quietly moved a few steps closer to A Jiu and Xia Qingqing, thinking to himself that he was safest with Qin Huang's women, and he would never let anything happen to them.

Sitting high on his seat, Qin Han tapped his fingers lightly on the table. "Good," he thought, "it saves me the trouble of searching for them one by one. It's a good opportunity to clean them all at once."

The fingers that were tapping the table paused.

Standing beside him, Lin Pingzhi, using the alias Zhao Gao, snorted coldly and uttered a single word.

"kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, twenty figures wearing identical ghost masks silently emerged. They made no sound, each holding a slender, soft sword, and their movements were elusive and eerie.

These people were elite members of the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven) personally trained by Lin Pingzhi; they were all eunuch masters who had practiced the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique.

"laugh......!"

A flash of blood!

The axeman at the forefront had only raised his horse-chopping sword halfway when he froze. He looked down and saw a thin line of blood on his neck. Then everything went black, and he fell straight down.

This is just the beginning.

Twenty figures darted back and forth in the hall, moving so fast that only afterimages remained. Each flash of movement sent up a spray of blood, accompanied by a short, muffled groan.

The heavy armor worn by the swordsmen seemed unable to withstand the strange swords. Their swordsmanship was fast and wicked, targeting the throat, eyes, and groin.

The huge assembly hall quickly turned into a one-sided massacre. At first, the shouts of the executioners and the sounds of weapons clashing could be heard, but soon only screams and the slicing sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh remained.

In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the hall fell silent again, so quiet that you could hear everyone breathing. None of the five hundred heavily armored axemen survived; they all lay in pools of blood, dying in similar ways—either their throats were pierced or their heads were chopped off.

The twenty masked assassins retreated silently, just as before, as if they had never been there, leaving behind only corpses scattered on the ground and a thick, lingering stench of blood.

"Gulp."

Xiaoyuer swallowed hard, staring blankly at the corpses scattered on the ground. He then turned to look at Zhao Gao, who stood expressionlessly beside Qin Han. He thought to himself, "Damn, this Brother Zhao is really ruthless, both vicious and cold. If I see him in the future, I'll not only avoid him, but I'll also have to go around him. No, it's best to crawl on my stomach."

Jiang Yulang collapsed to the ground, vowing in his heart that from now on, apart from Qin and Han, he would never offend Zhao Gao!

The leaders of the strongholds on both sides of the hall were as pale as corpses. These were all well-known figures in the martial arts world who thought they had seen many big scenes, but five hundred elite soldiers were slaughtered like chickens.

They had never even heard of such a thing before. The same thought popped into everyone's mind: what kind of people did the Golden Serpent King keep under his command?

Chu Hongliu, Sha Tongtian, and Nie Tianfeng were completely stunned. They collapsed to the ground, staring at the corpses scattered around them, their eyes filled with despair and fear.

Qin Han then slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the three people one by one.

"The Golden Serpent Camp has a rule: anyone who betrays them will be skinned alive, have their tendons pulled out, and be burned alive."

He turned to look at Lin Pingzhi.

"Zhao Gao."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lin Pingzhi bowed and responded, then his figure flashed and he landed in front of the three of them.

"No! No! Ye... My lord, spare me! I know I was wrong!"

Sha Tongtian was the first to give in. Crying and with snot running down his face, he crawled toward Qin Han, trying to grab his leg and beg for mercy.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes were icy cold. With a flick of his wrist, a flash of sword light appeared.

"Aww... Ahhhhh!"

Sha Tongtian and Nie Tianfeng screamed in agony as their tendons and ligaments were severed. Chu Hongliu, however, refused to beg for mercy, her eyes fixed on Qin Han with venomous intent, and she let out a low growl like a wild beast.

"Ye Wudao! You will die a horrible death! The army will arrive soon, and I'll be waiting for you down there!"

Lin Pingzhi was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he stepped forward and slapped his mouth so hard it was smashed. Then, like dragging a dead dog, he dragged the three of them out of the Hall of Righteousness.

Not long after, an even more agonizing scream came from outside. The sound sent chills down everyone's spines, and all the remaining leaders in the hall shuddered.

Cheng Qingzhu, Jiao Wan'er, and Situ Bolei, the leaders who had always been loyal to the Golden Serpent Camp, were the first to react. They quickly stepped forward and knelt down before Qin Han with a thud.

"Your subordinate pays respects to the Golden Serpent King!"

The remaining people dared not have any other thoughts. They all knelt down and kowtowed, afraid that if they were a step too slow, they would end up like Chu Hongliu.

"Greetings, Golden Serpent King!"

The shouts echoed throughout the entire hall.

Qin Han looked at the group of people kneeling below the steps. This was the result he wanted: a power that brooked no questioning.

Just as he was about to start reorganizing the camp, a guard in charge of lookout rushed in in a panic and scrambled to his knees at the entrance of the hall.

"Report!!!"

"My lord! A large number of unidentified men have suddenly appeared outside the camp and are heading towards the main headquarters!"

The guards' voices were trembling. The atmosphere in the Hall of Righteousness, which had just quieted down, became tense again. All the leaders felt a sinking feeling in their hearts. They thought to themselves that this was just one problem after another. They hadn't even dealt with the 100,000 Qing troops outside, and now another group of people had appeared.

Could it be that the Qing army took advantage of the chaos in the camp to launch a surprise attack? Many people subconsciously looked at Qin Han, wanting to see how this leader would handle the situation.

Qin Han remained calm and simply waved his hand.

"Don't panic, reinforcements have arrived."

Reinforcements?

Everyone in the room was stunned.

Qin and Han never intended to fight Kangxi's army head-on, unless Li Jing crossed the border, but that would have meant war between the two countries, which was completely unnecessary.

This is the heartland of the Qing Dynasty, and there are righteous people everywhere who oppose the Qing. We should certainly use the forces we can.

When Guo Jing and Huang Rong defended Xiangyang, they held a heroes' gathering. The same principle applies to resisting the Qing Dynasty.

Before setting off for Shandong, he had already instructed Lin Pingzhi to widely distribute invitations to heroes in the name of the Golden Snake King, inviting anti-Qing righteous men from all over the north to come and help. Judging by the days, it should be about time for them to arrive.

He stood up and walked outside, with the people in the hall quickly following behind.