Ultimate Assassin System

(ps: Report! The civet cat has returned to the cat nest, and will be updated as usual^-^)

At noon, as the western city gate was completely controlled and the other three city gates were closed one after another, the northern trading city slowly calmed down again after an extremely violent commotion. .

Of course, it's not absolute silence. There are still large groups of soldiers running quickly through the streets and alleys. From time to time, there are faint angry shouts, clashes of weapons, and even screams...

The Shanhai city defense was so easily destroyed and crushed by the gray-clothed army, which was beyond everyone's expectations. As a result, naturally some Bran soldiers had no time to withdraw from the city. And with the Gray Army taking over the city, they are now like mice getting into a bellows, unable to advance or retreat, running away in a hurry, and it is only a matter of time before they are surrounded and killed.

Moreover, although Shanhai City is gradually becoming quiet now, the atmosphere floating in the city is becoming more and more depressing. It seems that if you just grab a handful out of thin air, you can catch countless negative things that are seen from behind the cracks in the door and windows and other cramped places. Thoughts, panic, fear, trembling...it was like a mountain weighing on my back, and it was hard to breathe!

The various strange phenomena in the city a few days ago have made the citizens have some speculations - there may be a war here. But what they didn't expect was that the seemingly indestructible mountain and sea city defenses were actually so vulnerable! As soon as I heard the roar of Thor's hammer coming from the city wall, the west city gate over there was already broken...

Immediately, they heard the killing cries and screams just outside the door, the cruel friction of the knife entering the body, and the wanton splashing of blood... In an instant, the citizens in the city felt like they had fallen into an ice cellar, their whole bodies were cold, and they gritted their teeth and trembled. The various rumors of the city massacre that I had only heard from laneway restaurants and limited channels in the past have become so clear and true that they are within reach!

There were also bold ones who grabbed iron bars, kitchen knives and other various self-defense weapons, slightly opened the gaps in the curtains, and watched the fierce fighting scenes that appeared on the street from time to time. Needless to say, the one wearing standard armor is naturally a Bran soldier. In addition, most of the soldiers wearing mixed looks were not recognizable to them, but they felt a little relieved when they saw that they were not bulky Northern Wilderness barbarians. But then I thought that they might be cruel thieves and robbers, and I couldn't help but feel my heart in my throat again... After all, there is really not much difference between the two to ordinary citizens.

However, Bran's soldiers, who had placed high hopes on them, were still so unsatisfied. Most of them were running aimlessly, like headless flies. After being surrounded, they reluctantly turned around to fight, and were hacked to death on the spot in just a few moments. Some even threw away their weapons and raised their hands to surrender. However, this cowardly move could not save their lives, and they soon fell into a pool of blood again...

Relatively speaking, those soldiers who appeared out of nowhere were much more heroic and cruel. Under their swords, there was no need for any prisoners, and there were no survivors. At the end of the battle, he would often hold up his bloody head and scream to the sky, crying and laughing at the same time. It looked creepy!

It's over, it's over...it's really a bandit...

Under the horrified onlookers of the citizens, Shanhai City finally gradually returned to its original quietness, and there was basically no sound of people infiltrating. Immediately, large groups of ‘bandits and bandits’ came under their noses and occupied every street, alley, and even every corner in the city!

This move undoubtedly deepened the panic in the hearts of the people. You see, the other party has dispersed to prepare. Next, it should be a massacre of the whole city...

quiet! silence! Dead silence!

It seemed that even the air had become thicker and thinner, and his trivial breathing, which he dared not take a breath for, seemed extremely rapid. Faintly, there seemed to be crying and whimpering coming from afar, faint and faint. A huge and nihilistic atmosphere of sorrow enveloped the sky over the city, like thick dark clouds covering the roof, with no light of hope at all.

Behind the cracks in the doors and windows, countless frightened and desperate eyes stared at the streets outside, their minds went blank, and thoughts of fear and resistance were constantly entangled. But in the end, the people, with their bodies and minds cold and their limbs stiff, could only wait. With the arrival of that cruel butcher knife...

However, the next moment, the 'bandits and bandits' who were in the center of attention suddenly sat on the ground beside the street, shouting to their companions and laughing endlessly. While reaching into his arms, he took out bread, rice balls and other food and chewed them. Grinning from time to time, looking satisfied and happy...

There is a battle to be fought, and lunch is to be eaten!

After a short while, the whole city was filled with the sound of chewing. The food was cold and ordinary, so it couldn't spread the aroma that filled the city, but these 'bandits and bandits' seemed to be tasting some delicacies, and seemed extremely happy and satisfied.

This weird and strange scene directly dumbfounded countless prying eyes. They couldn't figure out why there was only one door between them, but these 'bandits and bandits' would rather sit cross-legged on the ground than force their way in. To put it bluntly, even if it is not for money and beauty, you can still find food that tastes better than what they have in their hands after coming in...

Gudong! After swallowing their saliva, the worried people realized that unknowingly, it was indeed time to have lunch...

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Tsk tsk, it deserves to be in the city! It's so beautiful to just hang out a metal sheet with flowers on it... Looking at the exquisite signboard of the shop not far in front of him, Erniu was in a good mood, or to be more precise, he was very happy. This was not just because he had just won the battle and survived.

The name Erniu is not a so-called nickname, but a real name. Er Niu came from an extremely poor background, and it would be a bit of a compliment to say he was a poor person. In that ignorant and backward mountain farm, his father, who had never been out of the mountains in his life, took it for granted that Lao Niu had the strongest life and was the easiest to feed, so Er Niu, the second eldest child in the family, had such a name. .

Erniu has never felt dissatisfied with this name, especially after seeing the names of Ergou and Ermao from his peers in the same village, he sincerely felt that his father was really educated, and he had been given such a domineering name. Deeply proud of it.

Erniu himself lived up to the name. He was the king of children despite his extraordinary strength at a young age. However, what was a bit distressing was that his appetite was astonishing. The harvest from the two acres of Susukino at home could not satisfy his hungry stomach. Therefore, after growing up a little, Erniu made the biggest decision in his life after thinking hard - to go out of the mountains, not to drag his family down, and to find food by himself.

It's a pity that the ideal is very cruel and the reality is very skinny. The scope of the mountain was far beyond Er Niu's expectation. After eating his own rice balls and not being able to touch any wild animals, Er Niu could only eat all the flowers and plants in the barren mountains to satisfy his hunger. In the end, he fainted from hunger in a certain place. Next to an unknown hill.

I thought I was going to die, but who would have thought that when I woke up, a bowl of hot noodle soup would appear in front of me.

Then Erniu learned that the place he was in was called Shuguang City, a territory called the Gray Clothes Army, and the person who saved him was a Gray Clothes Army scout. Oh, that's not important. What's important is that after Erniu finished eating that bowl of delicious noodle soup, the unique cunningness of mountain people immediately made him make up his mind to stay here shamelessly. Well, let’s continue eating noodle soup…

This stay lasted two years, one year in Shuguang City, and one year in the desolate place deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Erniu became a Gray Army soldier, oh, and now a squad leader. But this is also not important. Mountain people are cunning, but they are also kind. Since you give me food, then I have to work for you, fair and correct logic! The important thing is that Er Niu gets his wish and often eats noodle soup. Although he later learned that there are many delicious things in the world, and noodle soup is just the most common one among them, Erniu still likes noodle soup the most, and he likes it for no reason...

It's just a pity that Erniu, who was sitting on the floor, carefully stretched out the dough in his hands and smacked his lips with regret. There was no fire, water or wild vegetables here, so he could only eat it dry and couldn't make noodle soup... Some regrets were fleeting, Erniu. I soon became happy again, because after thinking about the hungry days in the barren mountains this year, it was already good to be able to ensure that I had food.

Chiliu... He sucked his lips, and the long and thin noodles entered his mouth, chewed a few times, and then fell into his stomach. Erniu squinted his eyes, feeling the taste similar to noodle soup noodles, with a face full of enjoyment. The exquisite shop not far in front of him instantly lost its charm...

…………(To be continued.)