Ultimate Assassin System

Bran's third siege of the Gray Army garrison failed again!

Although the name of the result this time was the annihilation of the entire army, that was just a tactical term. It certainly did not mean that every soldier was killed. Not to mention that the incident occurred suddenly, and Ou Meng did not have time to send troops to surround it. Even if it were a comprehensive siege with 80,000 soldiers, it would be impossible for even one of them to escape. In fact, there were still quite a few people who escaped. If the middle-aged deputy general-level officials like before could escape, then there would naturally be more ordinary soldiers.

In this way, the news naturally cannot be concealed. The first force to get the exact news was the Northern Arms Department, but of course they couldn't announce it right away. It's not that there's still any luck, but that some defeat matters still need some time to digest.

Next is Josiah and the others. Such speed does not mean that someone from the secret agency has already broken into the Arms Department. To be precise, this information was bought and passed through the hands of thieves. As the saying goes, dragons have their own ways, and rats have their own ways. Recently, this information is the most sensitive and valuable. Those thieves who have a keen sense of smell and specialize in this industry cannot let go. After some deserters rushed out from Shiwanda Mountain, they were waiting for them...

Now that Josiah learned the news, he was naturally overjoyed and immediately released it. In this way, the people who compile newspapers in various cities are once again struggling. Newspapers are published once a day, and it is impossible for them to defend themselves immediately. Besides, how to defend? They had been proud and arrogant for more than ten days before, and they said with certainty that the Gray Army would be crushed directly. Now the regular soldiers collapsed before they could hold out for a few days. There is no more naked attack than this. Face?

First it was the cities around Shiwandashan, and then it spread to the interior of the north... By the next morning, there were already more than a dozen cities with posters of the Gray Army posted!

The propaganda offices in each city did not receive orders or consult with each other, but they adopted a unified attitude, which was silence. The newspaper was distributed normally, but it didn't mention anything about the Gray Army. It seemed that those arrogant remarks in the past ten days were not what they said...

However, this matter had been so heated by them before, and the public's reaction would naturally not be depressed just because the newspapers ignored it.

It's not a universal celebration, but now in the hearts of most people, the Gray Army's weight is undoubtedly much heavier.

No matter which world, there are only a few idealists. Compared with the poor farmers who are so oppressed that they only choose to resist, most urban residents are more realistic. The Gray Army's propaganda is very tempting, and they are very envious of it, but relatively speaking, they still hope to see something more practical. Although everyone knows that strength requires them to participate, take risks, and struggle to accumulate it, but who doesn't want to sit back and enjoy the gains?

This is related to the nature of people seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, whether it is derogatory or natural... these are no longer important now, the gray clothes army has proved themselves and demonstrated their strength. That's enough.

Some urban people are beginning to feel a little bit anxious... If the Gray Army's propaganda first made them shaken mentally, then now these shakes are finally starting to take effect!

At this time, a Gray Army propaganda poster appeared in various cities. This time it was not in the form of a comic, but a city, a large city called Dawn City.

Bran naturally knows the news about Dawn City. Even in the Northern Arms Department, officers have begun to study siege strategies for the city that was pieced together by the dictation of the soldiers who escaped. The publicity offices in various places also know about it, but now they have the description of the city that they had thought about before, but they dare not publish it. The reason is simple...if this was a place that looked like a copycat, they would immediately put it on the front page of the newspaper and ridicule it to make people realize the reality. But now the city wall is nearly ten feet high, equipped with all kinds of defense equipment, and the area inside is unknown. If it were published, wouldn’t it make people yearn for it?

But if they don't do it, Josiah and the others will not let go of this opportunity. Taking advantage of the current buzz, they will decisively release the news about Dawn City.

Needless to say, this was naturally a hot topic of public discussion, and many people even tore it off and secretly hid it home. Although we can't tell from the picture that there is anything remarkable about Dawn City, it is enough to know that this city can withstand the attack of 80,000 regular soldiers.

Now that they have the strength, they have a place to stay... The people have an even better impression of the Gray Army. It can be said that if the main route to Shiwan Mountain had not been blocked at all levels, there might be people who would defect now.

The situation was over... By this time, the propaganda offices in various cities had basically given up on counterattack. The Northern Arms Department has issued an order, so I will publish a few articles that are not painful or itchy. If you don't receive the order, continue to ignore it.

Of course they know how delicate the current situation is. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a powder keg that can be ignited at a moment's notice. But what do you ask them to do? You have to come up with an excuse to refute it. Your Armaments Department sent in nearly 200,000 soldiers one after another, but ended up losing the battle three times. Even if I want to take a picture of a horse, I can’t find where the horse’s legs are…

Compared to the extremely annoying Publicity Department, life in the Security Department was much easier. The method that those smart people came up with was quickly spread quietly in cities in the north. What, you want to arrest the Gray Army propagandists? It's simple. I'll pick up a few people from the prison who were beaten to death and send them to you. The prison is empty? It’s easy, just go out for a walk and catch a few gangsters and gangsters...

As for Tang En and Joshua in Stan City, they have also become busy recently.

Especially Josiah, who was busy improving the addresses of secret agencies in various cities, researching publicity strategies, and collecting various intelligence... Fortunately, her subordinates were very capable and shared a lot of specific work.

But the most troublesome thing is the recent turmoil. Although the people in the police department have found ways to deal with it, this does not mean that they do not want to solve the problem once and for all. News came that a secret agency in a city had been taken down, and most of the people inside were killed or injured. But fortunately, this city is not far from Stan City...

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In the evening, prison, gloomy corridors, dim flames.

As a place of punishment, the environment here is naturally not very good. There is a unique smell of moldy corners. Coupled with the howling wind that comes from time to time, normal people would shiver when passing by.

Recruited? Damn it, I'm about to starve to death.

Boss, don't you trust my craftsmanship? Hehe, it's almost over. In half an hour at most, I guarantee they will even tell me how many women they have slept with in their lives.

That's good...have some snacks, many big shots are waiting for news about this. As long as there is something harvested, the bounty will be yours!

Hehe, no problem... How about I show you a live show?

Go away, I don't want to lose my appetite later... Well, I'll go out to find some food first, and I'll bring you a few bottles of wine when I come back.

Oh, how dare you...Thank you, head.

Get out of here, get out of here, there's a smell of blood when you get close.

hey-hey……

Squeak! While talking, a closed iron door opened, and a middle-aged man with a fat head, big ears, and a black beard came out. Behind him, a sinister-looking man with an iron hook in his left hand bowed to greet him.

Let's go do something. It's best if I come back and see... eh? Before he finished speaking, the fat middle-aged man who turned to leave was suddenly stunned. He stared blankly at the rows of fallen prisons on both sides of the dark corridor. guard.

Boss, what's wrong? The man behind was inside the door and couldn't see the situation outside. Looking at the fat middle-aged man's stepping movements, he couldn't help but asked in surprise. Then he took a step forward and looked out. Uh... His eyes widened suddenly. In his sight, a man in black stood quietly in front of the obese man, holding his belt in one hand and stabbing into the heart with a dagger in the other.

Huchi...chi... The man was startled and opened his mouth to scream, but a blade of light had already cut close to his throat in an instant, and the warning sound turned into a whine of leaking wind.

The man in black let go of his belt. The obese middle-aged man was leaning on the right side of the door. The man with the iron hook was lying on the obese middle-aged man. The two formed a strange posture, but both Didn't fall down.

Through the gap between the two of them, the man in black squinted his long eyes and looked into the room. About a dozen bloody people were tied to iron pillars, and behind them hung various blood-stained torture instruments. In front of him, there were seven or eight people in prison uniforms. Some were tortured, some were brewing red irons, and one was sitting behind a low table, writing something with a pen...

Ha... The man in black grinned silently, and then pressed his hands on the two dead people in front of him. Whoosh, whoosh, one was fat and the other was thin. The two corpses crashed into the room like unloaded shells, and then their bodies suddenly disappeared. Short, he quickly rushed in and closed the iron door.

Head? Why are you...uh?

Be careful, there are enemies...

Where is it? Why can't I see it?

In your case...ah...

Behind you, teammates like pigs!

In just a few seconds, with this strange sigh, the room became quiet again. The sound insulation effect of the thick iron door is good, probably to prevent the screams inside from being too loud. But now, the calls for help and warnings from these guards have been cut off.

In the room, the people tied to the iron pillars stared blankly at the prison executioner who had been torturing them just now, but now had turned into corpses lying on the ground, speechless.

The man in black who had succeeded in the attack had no intention of rescuing him immediately. He pushed the body down on the table, picked up the pile of papers on the table, flipped through it a few times, frowned slightly, and then threw it into the fireplace behind him.

Bang bang, clapped his palms twice, and the tied people woke up. The man in black took off his mask and spread his hands, his ordinary face expressionless: Introduce yourself, my name is Tang En. Well, someone should know me, right?

Tang En...

Captain Tang?

Great, captain, please save us...

Several people called out hesitantly, and then their faces showed surprise.

Oh, very good. It seems that I still have a bit of fame. Shrugging, Tang En curled his lips slightly, then shook his head gently and said calmly, I'm sorry, although someone asked me to save him, but I Changed my mind...Well, you all know Colin, right?

The kidnapped people lowered their heads sadly. Of course they knew who Colin was, the hero who was caught during the first city promotion, and later fought back to kill another person, and finally committed suicide.

Some things are unfair to say, but there is no way... Tang En walked to the fireplace, separated a few piles of firewood, put down a red crystal, and turned around: Joining this organization, you all know what it means, and Trained. When the institution was breached, I thought someone must have been killed or committed suicide...

Hua La, picked up a thick chain, But you survived... I don't want to know whether you were injured and captured, knocked unconscious, or... greedy for life and afraid of death. After a pause, he walked towards the iron gate, Don't get me wrong, this fear of death is not a curse. Everyone has only one life, and it is normal to be stingy. The chain kept wrapping around the handle of the iron door, But since you are still alive, then I can only send you to death! You! You can be angry, angry, curse... It's normal, I can understand it. Start naming names first, so that you can have someone to vent to. Finally...

After pulling the chain and walking out of the door, Tang En turned his head and said calmly: You will all become martyrs and will be remembered by the descendants of the Gray Army. Well, goodbye! He bowed, wrapped the chain, and slowly closed the iron door.

Captain Tang... The kidnapped person in the middle suddenly raised his head with a complicated expression, Thank you!

You're welcome!

Bang, the iron door closed, and the chains became knotted.

…………(To be continued.)