heavy weapon is king

Chapter 238 Sangkang's Secret Weapon
The night was gloomy and drizzling.

After nightfall, Zengzhou City was quiet and deserted.

On the wet street, from time to time, groups of stern-looking soldiers from the Yue Kingdom appeared, holding swords that flickered with cold light, patrolling the city back and forth at night.

Except for the sound of their heavy footsteps and the collision of cold armor on their bodies, there was no other sound heard in the entire city of Zengzhou, and no one else dared to come out to wander around at night.

Since Sangkang led an army into Zengzhou ten days ago, Zengzhou has entered martial law throughout the city.

Without the order of King Sangkang of Dayue, any Han people in the city are not allowed to enter or leave the city without authorization. Anyone who violates the order: beheaded on the spot!

Recently, the weather in Annan has been bad. It has been cloudy and rainy for three consecutive days, which is really annoying.

In the past few days, Sang Kang's expression was the same as the weather in Annan, gloomy and scary.

Inside the Baima Street in the northern district of Zengzhou, there is a Quliang courtyard, which is known as the largest courtyard in Zengzhou, covering an area of ​​nearly tens of acres.

It is said that the former owner of this yard was a local rich man. After the Dai Viet people took over Annan, they naturally took over his house as well.

Sang Kang liked the architectural decoration in the Quliang Bieyuan very much, so since he conquered Annan, he has always regarded this Bieyuan as his residence in Zengzhou City.

In the past, every time he visited Annan, he would choose a few beautiful singers to accompany him to live in this Quliang Bieyuan for a period of time.

At this time, not long after nightfall, the city was full of dark lights and darkness, only this Quliang Bieyuan was brightly lit and heavily guarded.

Just such a courtyard, there are nearly [-] silver lion soldiers guarding it inside and outside.

Except for the [-] soldiers on the bright side, there are still many great masters lurking in the dark. In today's world, no matter what masters dare to come to assassinate Sangkang, the only end is death.

Even if the people who came were Sun Shangen, the master of the Great Song Dynasty, and Chen Yaoyun, the master of Wangqing Palace, they were not sure of success.

Because, not only is Sangkang surrounded by a group of powerful mysterious guards, but he himself is also a ninth-rank heavenly master. It is said that in the entire country of Dayue, except for the leader of the snake god Xue Tucheng, no one can be in his " After ten moves under the "Nine-curved Scimitar", even the combination of gold and silver envoys could not gain the upper hand in his hands.

It can be seen from this that the prestige of Sangkang's Dade Shengwang is really not in vain.

At this moment, in a dark warehouse in the depths of Quliang Bieyuan, stood an old man in red robe.

This red-robed old man had a face like a skeleton and was as thin as a stick, especially on his chest, there was actually a snow-white two-headed snake hanging on his chest.

The double-headed snake was as thick as a finger, extremely slender, and hung around his chest. The two triangular snake heads were constantly twisting and rolling, which looked extremely intrusive. At the same time, it also made the red-robed old man look very strange.

The warehouse has a large area, covering hundreds of square meters. However, the environment inside is relatively humid, and the air seems to be filled with an unpleasant stench and musty smell.

On the walls around the warehouse, dozens of strange green lights were lit.

The lights flickered on and off, illuminating the entire warehouse in a gloomy green, making the atmosphere inside look a bit eerie, especially the skeleton-like face of the red-robed old man, under the light of those green lights, looked like a ghost. Li Gui, with a terrifying face.

He opened his cloudy and dim eyes, and slowly looked into the depths of the warehouse. At the end of the warehouse, there were nearly two hundred sacks the size of water tanks, which were tightly pressed against the damp wall. From time to time, there were bursts of creepy buzzing and strange calls.

Seeing this scene, the red-robed old man's eyes flashed brightly, and he suddenly let out a sharp and hoarse voice, "It's pretty good, feed those female insects a piece of snake god ointment, and they will lay eggs soon."

"Obey, Heavenly Snake High Priest!"

After hearing the order, a crippled boy with a small solo bait hobbled slowly towards the sacks while holding a pitch-black earthen jar half a person's height.

At this moment, a Snake God believer who was guarding outside the warehouse suddenly reported: "Report to the Heavenly Snake High Priest, the King is here."

The old man in red robe turned around, slowly bowed his thin body, and retreated to one side.

rustling...

There was a sound of steady and powerful footsteps approaching the warehouse unhurriedly. It didn't take long before a figure as tall as a mountain stood at the door of the dark warehouse.

The moment this tall figure appeared at the door of the warehouse, suddenly, several Zombie Cultists guarding outside the warehouse were startled and bowed to the side one after another.

Although the tall figure didn't speak, the ruthless aura emanating from him was enough to make anyone's heart tremble.

The red-robed old man raised his head slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

The tall man glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "How's it going?"

The red-robed old man pondered for a moment, and said, "We have to wait another three days."

The tall man's gaze gradually became cold, and he slowly walked into the warehouse, looked at the sacks in the depths of the warehouse, and said indifferently: "This is already the tenth day, if I heard correctly before, you should have said that as long as you Seven days is enough, and now you tell me to wait another three days. Sure enough, it is not because you are the high priest of the god sect, this king has already chopped off your head!"

Hearing this, the red-robed old man trembled, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, he took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "These insect mothers have been sleeping for nearly a hundred years, and it is not easy to wake them up." things, and want them to lay eggs, it takes time to catalyze and wait, it is definitely not something that can be done overnight."

A cold light flashed in the tall man's eyes, and he said coldly: "In this case, why didn't you say it earlier, it wasted my king's time!"

The red-robed old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly explained: "I also read from the scriptures in the religion that these female insects are spawned, and as long as they are fed with snake god ointment, they can lay eggs within seven days, but Who would have thought that these female worms..."

"Okay, no need to explain!"

The tall man interrupted the red-robed old man with a sudden wave of his hand, and said in a cold tone: "After three days, if you still fail, this king will send your bones back to the main altar of the God Sect."

After saying that, the tall man left the warehouse without looking back, leaving the old man in the red robe standing on the spot with a gloomy complexion.

At this moment, the old man in red robe suddenly began to regret it.

He regretted why he told Sang Kang the secret of the gold bug.

Today, Sang Kang leads an army of 10,000+ to gather in Zengzhou just to wait for the birth of the gold-eating bug.

If the worm mother cannot lay eggs smoothly, then Sang Kang will have no way to restrain the mysterious firearms of the Han people in Yangzhou.

You know, according to the descriptions of the soldiers who escaped last time, the mysterious firearms owned by the Han people are not only powerful, but also have a very long range. It is said that they can blast through the city tower ten miles away.

Faced with such a mysterious firearm with terrifying lethality, Sang Kang did not dare to lead an army to fight recklessly.

Therefore, he has been looking for something that can restrain the enemy's mysterious firearms, and this thing is the "gold-eating bug" that is the treasure of the three major township religions in the Snake God Cult!
Thinking of this, the red-robed old man sighed deeply, and prayed secretly: "I hope that the snake god will bless me and help me successfully breed the gold-eating insect within three days!"

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(PS: Posted at the third watch, although it is a little late, this chapter is to arouse the leader of the local tyrant to add a second update, and he still owes him nine chapters, and the rewards of other brothers seem to be owed eight more, slowly It’s back. Hou Ye has been adjusting his status recently, hoping to speed up the update speed after the climax of the plot. Usually it’s okay to be slower, but try to be as fast as possible after the climax.

Continue to work on the code tomorrow to see if I can do more. Finally, thank you brothers for your support. )
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