Chapter 121: North City Dusi Mansion

Chapter 121: North City Dusi Mansion

Chapter 121: North City Dusi Mansion

Early morning hours.

Jiang He got on the carriage prepared by Butler Wu and set off to report for duty at the North City Military Command.

There are four Dusi in Daming Prefecture, namely the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest. The highest officer of each Dusi is the Embroidered Uniform Commander, who serves as the general when leading troops into battle. The four generals have more than 30,000 elite soldiers under their command.

As we walked forward, the Twelve-story Demon-Suppressing Tower next to the palace became farther and farther away. Both sides of the street were lined with restaurants and shops. The Jianshui River flowed eastward. After the hustle and bustle of the night ended, the early morning was a little quiet.

Passing by the night market, Jiang He lifted the car curtain.

Four messengers wearing embroidered robes of the Dusi gathered together. At the moment, they were escorting a burly prisoner with a very obvious gangster air. He was about to face the first public beheading in his life.

"You are a bunch of corrupt officials!"

"I didn't kill him, what evidence do you have to arrest me?"

An envoy in embroidered clothes kicked the prisoner's knee hard, he did not have any good feelings towards this group of gangsters. Ordinary people needed strict official procedures to leave their local villages and counties. If they arrived in other places without permission, they would immediately be treated as fugitives and charged. However, this group of gangsters were running around all over the world, and there was no telling how many lives they had taken.

The embroidered messenger seemed to be still unsatisfied, and he directly drew out the golden knife from his waist and slashed the prisoner's face with the back of the knife. His sister was raped by a passing gangster, and she lost her innocence and committed suicide by jumping into the river. Until now, the murderer has not been brought to justice. It was for this reason that he chose to become an embroidered messenger.

As for this prisoner, he was naturally captured on the road. The Embroidered Robe Envoy was a squad leader during wartime. In other words, in Yizhou, the Anbei Army was the largest sect and was not afraid of the forces of the martial arts world.

The prisoner struggled desperately, unwilling to be killed, but facing the four embroidered-robed messengers with low-grade skills, this resistance seemed futile.

The prisoner was escorted to the execution platform at the entrance of the night market, where many people were already watching.

"Well done, kill him!"

"Sir, my child is sick, and the doctor said that he needs to be treated with a blood-soaked bun. I'll just get some blood on me and leave."

"Hu Dao is a famous chivalrous man. I don't believe he would kill innocent people."

"Killing people is a violation of the law. Who cares if you are innocent or not?"

There were three layers of onlookers inside and outside, and the discussions were extremely noisy. The government and the underworld were at loggerheads.

The executioner took his position, and with a spit, he stabbed the prisoner in the back of the neck with his knife.

Many onlookers stared with their eyes wide open, not wanting to miss any details. Some had been helped by the Jianghu people, some had been bullied by them, and some had relatives and friends who were Jianghu people. At this moment, they all stared intently.

The sword fell, but the head did not fall to the ground.

In the crowd, the young man holding the sword took a step forward, and the sword light of true energy burst out from the tip of the sword, instantly piercing into the executioner's forehead. Even though the power of the true energy left the body was slightly weak, it was already the realm of a beginner mid-level warrior.

"Senior Tiger Blade, I'm here to help you!"

The prisoner nicknamed Hu Dao laughed: "You are so brave and selfless. Brother Yan is truly a chivalrous hero. I, Hu Dao, will remember this favor."

The four messengers in embroidered robes attacked together and surrounded the swordsman named Yan. For a moment, there was a flash of swords and sabers.

During this time, the swordsman named Yan cut off the prisoners' shackles. Outnumbered two against four, the embroidered-robed messengers gradually fell into a disadvantage and could only maintain a stalemate.

Outside the night market, Jiang He looked through the window and could vaguely see the fighting going on on the execution platform.

"What do you think."

The little white snake coiled around her neck was startled, its golden vertical pupils filled with confusion. How could she see this?

"Big snake, I'm hungry." "Wait until the ambergris is exchanged for money in the evening, and I'll take you to the night market."

Jiang He found an alchemical bullet from his item bag, peeled off the bullet head and held it between his fingers.

In addition to the methods of exercising and secret skills, the Withered Heart Sutra also records several supporting martial arts, similar to He Qianhu's previous Dragon Claw and Tiger Subduing Fist.

The first level is equipped with the Small Withered Sword Finger, which can infuse withered true energy into the target and detonate it at a fixed time. The maximum time limit is one month. Its finger-snapping technique is quite unique, and it is as fast as an arrow.

The second level comes with the Darong Fist Seal. Once a punch is thrown, the withering true energy contained in the fist seal is endless. Once it hits the enemy, combined with the remote pointing of the small withered finger, it can gradually detonate the withering power and cause serious internal injuries.

Jiang He pinched the bullet and injected energy containing the three characteristics of corrosion, toxicity and withering. The color changed from bluish-red to dark red. A trace of energy flowed through the acupoints on his fingertips. The small withered sword finger kept the bullet intact under the energy wrapping.

The sword finger popped out and the bullet flew out of the car window.

call out!
A barely detectable streak of dark red light streaked across the air, but it was slightly off target and scratched the cheek of the swordsman named Yan.

The next second, the three characteristics burst out together.

The horrifying corrosive force melted away half of the swordsman Yan's face, and withering and poison invaded his body.

The extremely miserable wails instantly drowned out the noisy discussions of the onlookers.

"Looking at the specifications, it looks like a carriage from the Earl's Mansion."

"Cheqi, the deputy commander of the Dusi, should be the pacification officer who came yesterday."

The four embroidered-robed messengers looked at each other in bewilderment. There had been a fight in the palace last night, and the prince had given a gift of calligraphy. The speed at which the news spread was astonishing.

"Capture the two first, and then come to thank you another day."

As soon as these words were spoken, the four embroidered-robed messengers attacked one after another. The seriously injured swordsman named Yan was hacked to death on the spot. The prisoner, Hu Dao, was about to escape, but an embroidered-robed gold-embossed knife pierced his back.

In the distance, the carriage had already gone away.

Jiang He lowered the curtain. The confrontation between the government and the underworld was more serious than he had imagined. He had no opinion on either side. It mainly depended on where one stood. Now, as a commander and a pacifier, it was basic ethics for him to keep in step with the Dusi and the Anbei Governor's Office.

The carriage arrived at the Dusi Mansion in the north of the city.

The third-rank commander and the third-rank commander-in-chief were not here. Their military ranks were general and lieutenant general respectively. After the banquet last night, King Anbei ordered that additional troops be sent to the border in the near future to prepare for the barbarians' southward advance.

The general in the north of the city has headed for the inky Great Wall, while the lieutenant general is leading his troops to Dangguan City in the northwest.

In the entire Yizhou territory, Daming Prefecture is the core, the ink-black Great Wall is the barrier to the north, and Dangguan City is equally important. This city is located in the canyon of Jianchi Mountains and occupies a dangerous terrain.

Whether from Daming Prefecture or the Ink Great Wall, if you want to reach Dangguan City, you have to take a detour for half a day and enter from the canyon mouth of Jianchi Mountains, so you need to deploy defenses in advance.

Jiang He got off the carriage and entered the North City Military Prefecture.

Deputy General Du Chang, the caravan commander, and County Magistrate Zhu were all there.

"My Lord, I will leave for the city we are responsible for guarding right away. I hope you will take good care of me in the future."

Deputy General Du Chang clasped his fists solemnly and came to Daming Mansion to continue to serve as Lord Bo's subordinate. No matter what the truth was, in the eyes of the outside world, he and Lord Bo were already tied together.
"I'll do my best." Jiang He replied. Given the dire situation in Daming Prefecture, he was not qualified to make any guarantees.

(End of this chapter)