"Dang!"

Sparks flew, the crossbow arrow fell down suddenly, the bowstring loosened, and pierced deeply into the soil. The four crossbowmen were stunned. They didn't expect someone to be next to them.

"Bang!"

Taking this opportunity, Xia Ming's heavy sword was like a hammer, and he chopped the end of the crossbow string fiercely, completely cutting it off! Then, without stopping, the sword followed the man, and the "Li Jian Jue" was used to kill two crossbowmen who were in a daze.

"Little thief!" Furious, the enemy leader reacted immediately, unsheathed his long sword, and stabbed Xia Ming.

"Shua!" Xia Ming was prepared, and he didn't dare to fight. He raised his heavy sword and blocked the tip of the sword.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, Xia Ming suddenly felt a strong force coming, his chest was stuffy, and his body shot out. Suppressing the discomfort, he was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and by the way, he broke the arm of an archer. The archers were immediately confused, and the rain of arrows stagnated.

"Shua, shua, shua..."

With a look of surprise in his eyes, the leader of the guard team flashed, and with six or seven subordinates of the Doushi level, he instantly pulled closer by more than ten feet and started running and shooting.

Under the urging of Dou Qi, the bow and arrow with a range of thirty feet broke through the limit, knocking down three or four men in black against the trend. The suppression of the rain of arrows could no longer be maintained, and the officers quickly forced them to come up.

At the same time, the old man's soul technique was completed, and countless fireballs shot out, covering dozens of giant birch trees. The blazing flames spread rapidly, and the men in black who could not escape were burned by the flames, and their screams shook the earth.

The situation was over, and the enemy leader's eyes were boiling with anger. Looking at the approaching guard team, he said unwillingly: "Retreat!"

Before leaving, he caught a glimpse of Xia Ming who was still trying to resist. His eyes flashed with cold light, and his long sword slashed down angrily, and the invisible Qi broke through the air.

Dealing with a black-clothed man in the Fighting Master realm, Xia Ming was already at the end of his strength. Feeling the amazing momentum from the side, he was horrified and forced to withdraw from the battle circle, trying his best to chop at the strong wind.

"Bang!"

The iron sword flew out, and the invisible wave hit Xia Ming's chest, knocking him several feet away and falling heavily to the ground.

With a sneer, the enemy leader turned and left, not believing that Xia Ming could survive.

The guard team chased for a hundred feet and then stopped, fearing that the other party would lure the tiger away from the mountain. When the captain of the guard returned to the hill, he found Xia Ming fiddling with the bed crossbow, and his eyes almost popped out.

"Boy, are you okay?" The voice was slightly trembling, and the captain of the guard, Lin Xiang, looked at the boy in surprise.

"What a coincidence, the amulet is broken, but I'm okay!" Xia Ming grinned after taking out the broken wolf teeth.

Looking at the bag hanging on Xia Ming's neck and then at the broken wolf tooth, Lin Xiang swallowed his saliva and smiled bitterly: "What a lucky guy!"

"Xia Ming!" Yuan Shouzhen looked for Xia Ming for a long time, and finally saw his figure on the hill, and hurried over.

"Master Yuan!" Xia Ming responded with a smile, waving at Yuan Shouzhen.

Staring at Xia Ming, Yuan Shouzhen thought that the other party ran to the mountain to wander around, and scolded in a deep voice: "What are you running around for!"

"Old Yuan, don't yell, thanks to this kid, we can get through this disaster tonight!" Lin Xiang walked closer with a smile and explained for Xia Ming.

"What?" Yuan Shouzhen was slightly stunned.

"The stone just now was thrown by you, kid, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Lin Xiang turned his head to look at Xia Ming, without directly answering Yuan Shouzhen.

"I just couldn't sleep, so I got up and wandered around. Who knew there would be enemies here? I couldn't beat them, so I could only use stones to warn them!" Xia Ming scratched his head, his smile was quite sincere.

"Okay, go down first, and you kid will get a great credit!" Looking at Xia Ming's clear eyes, Lin Xiang didn't find any flaws, nodded, and didn't investigate further. With a wave of his hand, he led people down the hill.

"Good boy!" With a look of surprise in his eyes, Yuan Shouzhen patted Xia Ming's shoulder heavily, praising his good luck.

"Hiss..." Xia Ming's face turned pale with a grin: Although the attack was blocked by the spirit stone by chance, it still shook his internal organs, and this slap triggered the injury.

"Are you okay?!" Slightly startled, Yuan Shouzhen quickly raised his palm with a worried look on his face.

"It's okay, it's okay, my internal organs just shook a little, I'll be fine after a few days of rest!" Xia Ming waved his hand, and his face looked better after recovering.

Seeing his face improve, Yuan Shouzhen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's go down first, a lot of people died, some are busy!"

The two returned to the camp, which was in a mess. The casualties were quickly counted. Eighty-two people died, all from the county guards, and thirty-one were injured, half from the county and half from the town; eighteen enemies were killed, twelve of whom were burned to charcoal, and six were killed on the hill, and none of them survived.

Several leaders discussed a cup of tea with the old man, and everyone dispersed with a gloomy face, followed by a black-armored guard who came over and asked Xia Ming to see the old man.

"Tonight's matter is thanks to my friend, I, Chen Ran, would like to thank you here!" The old man clasped his fists and bowed to Xia Ming, with a formal etiquette.

"I dare not, I dare not!" Startled, Xia Ming hurriedly returned the greeting, his face "flattered".

Seeing Xia Ming's flustered look, Chen Ran's last bit of doubt disappeared, and he smiled and said, "You're welcome, it's my duty. If my spell was interrupted just now, I'm afraid we would be destroyed by the enemy's arrows. So, you saved me and the team!"

"Your Excellency is too kind!" Xia Ming grinned and showed a hint of pride.

"Your contribution has been recorded and will be rewarded when we get to the county. This is my token. Please accept it. Come to me if you have anything!" Chen Ran nodded with a smile and threw a wooden token to Xia Ming.

Without refusing, Xia Ming "excitedly" took it and checked it repeatedly. He saw that the token was hexagonal, painted with black paint, with a "Chen" on the front and a "Soul" on the back. He thanked him profusely and returned to his tent.

"Born with supernatural power, it's a pity that you can't practice fighting spirit!" Lin Xiang sighed as he watched Xia Ming walk away.

"It's a pity. The Niwan Palace is also closed. I don't have the talent for soul cultivation. I'll give him more money later!" Chen Ran sighed.

Yuan Shouzhen didn't assign any tasks to Xia Ming because he was both meritorious and injured, so he let him rest well.

After entering the tent, Xia Ming touched the spirit stone and secretly rejoiced. Then he looked expectant: "I hope I can gain something in the county, otherwise, this little strength is really not enough..."

After strengthening the guard, everyone rested for another two hours. After breakfast, they continued on the road. Three empty grain carts were filled with corpses. Chen Ran put some ice on them.

The origin of the enemy could not be found at the scene, so Lin Xiang had to take the bed crossbow with him, hoping that he could trace the origin of the bed crossbow when he returned to the county. After all, such strictly controlled military equipment was recorded.

From that day on, the guard was strengthened at night, and the two shifts became three shifts, with an additional secret sentry. Finally, there were no more accidents and they arrived at the county as scheduled.

The section near the county town is already an official road. The land is compacted so tightly that even a thousand-pound carriage does not leave obvious traces. The county town covers an area of ​​more than 10,000 acres. It is square, with a city wall that is two and a half feet high and three and a half feet thick. The outer layer is made of large blue bricks, which looks quite imposing. The main gate is arched, nearly two feet high and wide, with a two-story gatehouse on top. The door plaque is made of stone, with three large characters "Boshan County" carved on it, which is slightly damaged.

At this moment, in front of the main gate and beside the official road, some farmers are selling vegetables, fruits, and melons, all because there is no management fee here, and it is just a small business.

There were guards waiting at the door. When they saw Xia Ming and his party, they immediately put the road under martial law, dispersed the farmers, and protected the road with long spears, which was quite majestic. Then, they were led by the black-armored commander and entered the city directly without checking.

Most of the material officials in the town came for the first time, and they looked around and were amazed.

The main street of the county town was paved with bluestone, and was eight or nine feet wide. Both sides were crowded with people, and the colors of their clothes were much brighter than those in the town. Behind the people were mostly two-story buildings, all made of bricks, with a width of ten feet, a column height of eight feet, a taper of one inch, a platform of two feet, and a slightly raised eaves, which was quite beautiful.

Most of these buildings were shops and restaurants. Everyone was dazzled by the sight, and only Xia Ming frowned slightly, and he couldn't find his target for a long time.

Soon they arrived at the county government office, with red walls and black tiles, and a vermilion lacquered gate. The county magistrate was waiting outside the door with a few people. Old Chen got off the car early, and walked forward with Lin Xiang quickly, clasping his fists and saluting.

"You two have worked hard!" The county magistrate smiled, clasped his fists in return, and signaled his subordinates to go and hand over.

The yamen runners were ready, and moved the three thousand fine iron swords into the warehouse, and the corpses were also put into the coffins.

Several leaders, including Yuan Shouzhen, entered the yamen together. Xia Ming and others were led directly to the dormitory. Steamed buns and large pieces of meat were quickly delivered to them, allowing them to have a full meal.

Before dusk, Yuan Shouzhen came to the dormitory with a strong smell of alcohol. He called Xia Ming out alone and gave him a leather bag, which was jingling and obviously full of coins.

"One hundred silver coins is equivalent to my salary for two and a half years. You are rich!" Yuan Youjiao said with a smile as he stuffed the leather bag into Xia Ming's arms.

"Luck, luck!" Xia Ming was overjoyed and was not polite. He wanted to buy herbs, and the money came at the right time.

"You still have to rest for three days. You can walk around freely during these days, but be careful and don't cause trouble. After all, this is not a town!" After smiling and giving a few instructions, Yuan Shouzhen left.

Seeing that the weather was still good, Xia Ming was impatient to go to the street. He had already seen the main street during the day. At this moment, he followed his location and explored the street on one side.

"Get out, get out, get out!"

After walking two streets, Xia Ming heard an angry scolding. He looked over and saw a young man dressed as a scholar being pushed out of the door. He glanced at the doorplate and saw that it was a brothel called Qingqingfang. The lights were on, and there were singing and dancing. It was still very lively at this time.

"Brother, help me. I was robbed. Can't I make up for it tomorrow? When did I, the "God of Fortune", owe a debt!" The scholar said with a flattering face and a playful smile.

"Get out, God of Fortune, count your head. This is a brothel, not a charity. You want to play without money, get out of here!" The young man dressed as a waiter did not give the scholar any face at all, and almost kicked him.

Laughing and shaking his head, Xia Ming thought of a friend in his previous life who was also lustful and lecherous, but that person was extremely gifted. Not only was he very good at cultivation, he was also very good at divination. His nickname was "Iron Mouth Straight Judgment". He had mastered the "Heavenly Calculation Divine Decree" to perfection. Looking at the two people who were entangled, he was too lazy to listen anymore and walked forward quickly.

"It is the time when spring comes and the flowers bloom. If you can borrow someone's strength, it is the time for good luck. Brother, please stay!" Seeing Xia Ming passing by, the scholar's eyes suddenly lit up, and he recited a poem and hurriedly stopped him.