The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 24 The Assassination from Northern Mongolia
The Double Ninth Festival, September [-], was originally a day for dignitaries and dignitaries to go out to enjoy autumn and climb high to avoid disasters.

It's just that this year's Double Ninth Festival, the mountains outside Lin'an Mansion are extremely deserted, and even the extremely prosperous Lin'an Mansion has become sparsely populated.

Most of the shops in the once bustling streets are now closed.In the supposedly bustling market, only two or three big cats and kittens could be seen.

If someone is ignorant, they really think that they have gone to the wrong place.

But at this time, in the section of the Qiantang River in the south of Lin'an City, there were crowds of people bustling with each other, with no end in sight at a glance.The section of more than ten miles on both sides of the river has already been surrounded by people who came to watch the excitement.

As an important waterway in the Southern Song Dynasty, the Qiantang River used to be full of ships, and travelers from all over the world arrived in Lin'an by virtue of this convenient waterway.

It's just that at this time, those ships that were supposed to stop at the wharf of Lin'an Mansion sailed in a farther direction under the guidance of the special person from Song Dynasty.A few miles away, they will disembark at a makeshift pier.

At the same time, on the huge pier in Lin'an Prefecture.

Song Lizong waited at the pier with a group of civil and military officials, looking expectantly at the peaceful Qiantang River.

Every time a new ship arrives, he has to look eagerly for a moment, hoping that the person coming is the one he has been waiting for for a long time.It's just that although there are many ships, there is no one waiting for him.

Time passed slowly, the scorching sun lazily climbed into the air, and the warm sunlight poured down from the sky at will, dispelling the slight coolness on the river bank.

"Daoist Zhao, I wonder how long it will take for the real person to reach Lin'an?" Song Lizong looked away from the Qiantang River in disappointment, looked at the tall and thin middle-aged Taoist beside him, and asked eagerly.

Zhao Zhijing was wearing a lavender Taoist robe, bowed slightly to Song Lizong with a blushing face, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. According to the news from Martial Uncle Sun, it will take about a quarter of an hour to arrive here."

Song Lizong heard the words, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and said with a light smile: "A quarter of an hour, I really look forward to it."

He stared blankly at the choppy Qiantang River, filled with endless curiosity, as well as unconcealed expectation and excitement.

With a flick of a finger, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and an army of one hundred thousand was wiped out in a blink of an eye.

Has such a fairy-like figure ever appeared in the history of more than 1000 years?It really is God Blessing Song Dynasty, in such a panic world, God and man have given protection.

Song Lizong was excited, but he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when he thought of the cavalry who fled back to Mongolia.

Although the Mongols are powerful, there are less than 10 real Mongol fighters among them.Although there are many other soldiers, most of them are soldiers from the Song and Jin Dynasties.If all the more than 3 Mongols were left in the Central Plains, it would definitely be a huge blow to Mongolia.

At the same time, on a hill outside the pier.

The hill is not high, only less than a hundred meters high.The vegetation on it is lush and full of vitality.If a person stands on the top of the mountain, he can clearly see everything on the pier.It's just that this place is a little far from the pier, and people with bad eyesight can only see dark figures at most.

In the past, this hill was often visited by tourists, but today it seems very quiet.But in this quiet and dense jungle, dozens of figures in light green costumes lurk in it.

They are generally tall, with bulging muscles, and the clothes on their bodies are bulging, and their eyes are open and closed, shining brightly, like cheetahs waiting for their prey.

The leader, with green eyes, seemed to have a huge gap with the Central Plains people.

"General Agudam, everything is ready." A middle-aged man covered in green tights stepped forward, looked at the blue-eyed middle-aged man solemnly, and said in a deep voice.

Agudam nodded slightly, staring at the pier with narrowed eyes, like a goshawk observing its prey.

He observed for a while, then said in a deep voice: "Remember, the target's cultivation is extremely terrifying, and he may even be possessed of sorcery. Therefore, we only have one chance to attack. Regardless of success or failure, we must evacuate immediately after the attack."

"This subordinate understands, and has already ordered them to go on. Don't worry, general, they are all the strongest sharpshooters in Mongolia, and killing two birds with one stone is nothing more than a trivial matter." The middle-aged man bowed down and said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Agudam's eyes flashed blankly.

Peace of mind, how could it be peace of mind.

The target he faced this time was an unprecedented monster, capable of fighting against a monster with an army of [-] by himself!Facing this almost mythical monster, even with comprehensive preparations, Agudam still couldn't relax.

He looked sideways and saw six huge mechanical crossbows placed on a flat place in the dense forest.The long arrows on the crossbow are as thick as a child's arm.

The whole body of the long arrow was as red as blood, and various magical patterns were engraved on it, making it look a bit evil and cold!
A monk in a black robe with a dark face stood behind the crowd.

He proudly said: "Don't worry, general, the arrowheads of these long arrows are all forged with black iron from outside the sky, designed to break the true energy of the inner family. At the same time, during the casting, blood sacrificed hundreds of virgins Infected by heavenly sunflower. Not to mention a little evil magician, even if a god in the sky is hit, he will die instantly."

For this long arrow forged with ancient evil methods, he has full confidence in his heart.Because since ancient times, too many well-known warlocks have died under this ancient evil method.

Agudam nodded slightly, exhaled lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Master Lao, I hope so."

If it was the past, Agudam would definitely have dismissed these so-called sorcerers.Because he never believed that there are really such things as gods and Buddhas in the world.It's just that Mo Chen's sudden birth made Agudam discover that there really might be gods and demons in the world!

"General don't need to worry too much. Even if this long arrow forged with sorcery can't kill the opponent, we still have other backs." With a cold smile on his face, the monk glanced at a place not far away. Bluestone high platform.

In that high platform, there are two respected cannons!

The heavy cannon is more than two meters long and more than a foot thick.It is really hard to imagine how two such heavy cannons were sent to places like Lin'an Mansion.

Agudam glanced at the heavy cannon, with a faint smile on his face.

Only after experiencing the Battle of Mengjin can one understand the terrifying power of the heavy artillery.Coupled with the Thunderbolt that is unique to the Kingdom of Jin, it is simply a terrifying weapon for breaking mountains and breaking cities.Even if Luoyang City is an important city in the world, it will be difficult to last long in the face of such a terrifying sharp weapon!

Perhaps the only downside is that it fires too slowly.

But now, one chance to make a move is enough!

(End of this chapter)