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227 The effect of metaphor

The power of tincture oil is clear in my mind.

As long as a fire ignites at the foot of the mountain, the flames will surely spread all over the mountain... The masters of Yinjian are not afraid of heavy troops encirclement. After all, the terrain of the mountains and forests is complex, and no matter how many people come, there are gaps and weak points to break through.

But facing such omnipresent flames, the people from Yin Jian couldn't rush out!

As long as Xiong Wuliang waved his hand, the more than 100 brothers on the mountain would be roasted into charred corpses no matter how capable they were!

"Thousands of barrels of turmeric oil?" Yin Ji was stunned!

What is this concept?

Is it worth tens of thousands of gold turmeric oil just as I say it?

The things seized from the Song Dynasty treasury are worthless, right? Qu Yang Hou really doesn’t feel sorry for using it!

The person who reported the news nodded repeatedly: "Yes! Thousands of barrels of turmeric oil!"

"Those Chu people even shouted in unison."

Metaphor: "What do you mean?"

"Half an hour!" The message was repeated.

The second commander understood - this was Xiong Wuliang's threat! If he did not appear in front of Quyang Hou's chariot obediently within half an hour, then the Chu army would set fire to the mountains cleanly...

Damn it!

Smartness is just mistaken for being smart!

It shouldn't have been revealed that the location of Hunter Mountain in the old nest... I wanted Xiong Wuliang to come to invite him in person and take good care of him at his home court... I ended up being so overwhelmed! I'm playing with it!

The second commander said angrily: "The Chu army carried irritable oil and made a big move to Hunter Mountain... Such a big move! Why didn't the brothers in Shangqiu City get out of the news in time?!"

"Report to the Second Commander-Chu Army is coming too fast!"

"Besides... After the fall of the Song State, the brothers were in danger... The people's hearts were disbanded... The brothers who followed him probably also got a little away..."

Yin Metaphor is full of anger, letting a sigh of relief, and his fair and delicate face turned red, as terrifying as an evil ghost.

The person who reported the news said hurriedly: "Second Commander, you are busy first, the younger one should report to the top commander quickly..." Let's say that, this guy left.

It is a metaphor for the lightning of thoughts, and ten thousand thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant.

Swish!

A precise hand knife slashed the man's neck.

The unlucky guy who reported the news broke his eyes and fell softly to the ground.

The second commander Yinyu looked down at the unlucky unlucky guy in front of him, his face fluttering.

If you don’t want to die, you have to go to see Xiong Wuliang!

However, this matter cannot be known by the commander who is determined to avenge King Song!

There are more than 100 people on the mountain now, most of whom are from the commander Huang Wu. Only more than 30 are trusted confidants of the second commander.

If the fire gets together, it will be detrimental to me.

Yinyu's face changed, and finally gritted his teeth hard, flew up, and headed straight to the foot of the mountain...

...

At the foot of the mountain, Xiong Wuliang on the carriage narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes to rest.

Xiao Hei coughed lightly from the side and said respectfully: "Honor of the family - half an hour has come."

Xiong Wuliang opened his eyes.

Could it be that Zhao Hua and I had a mistake in our prediction? Orion Mountain is not the nest of these little mice?

It shouldn't be.

It doesn't matter. At most, after fighting this battle, labor and capital will hide in the fiefdom and will never come out to act in this life.

If you really want to go out, you will be more generous, and you will be surrounded by a large group of guards with swords.

There is no way, let’s cherish our lives.

Fortunately, our family has money, and even if we really want to "prevent thieves for a thousand days", we can still afford to spend money on hiring a bodyguard.

Xiong Wuliang waved his hand and wanted to order a fire... but his hand stopped in the air.

The soldiers carried a man with a big tie. The guy was wearing white clothes and a white face. He was quite good... He looked a little embarrassed now and was tied with hemp ropes by these stingy soldiers who were not serious.

Really, like a huge white maggot.

"Let's go." Xiao Hei waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to stop, then stepped forward in person and touched the "white maggots".

Even some unspeakable parts were carefully taken out.

He took out the "white maggot" and his face turned red and he was in a mess.

Xiao Hei groped for a while but couldn't touch the weapon, so he breathed a sigh of relief and signaled that the soldiers could carry the "white maggots" to Xiong Wuliang.

"You asked me to meet in Holion Mountain?" Xiong Wuliang sat in the luxurious bronze cart, motionless, and looked down at the second commander who was placed on the ground.

The 'White Maggot' raised his head with difficulty and twisted and said, "That's it."

"After the second commander of the Xia Yin Supervisor, I pay homage to the Marquis of Quyang."

Xiong Wuliang frowned and was very rude: "Yin Jian? Underworld? What a bullshit name."

"Silent metaphor? Lust? Lust Prison? Uh... even more outrageous." Xiong Wuliang shook his head: "Your parents are not serious, you are too hasty when naming you."

If someone catches him, he will feel relieved.

No matter what Yin Jian is, Xiong Wuliang is not afraid of him. This guy was so scared that he was sweating all over before. Now he has to catch the opportunity and must be squirted to death. Let’s take revenge on the frightened one first.

It is a metaphor for feeling humiliated and resisting the urge to vomit blood.

At this moment, people are on the verge of the knife, and he is unable to resist whatever Xiong Wuliang says and does.

"Forgive me... I want to join you, so I show my skills and hope to be valued by you..." Yin Yu said with humiliation.

Then, the metaphor explains the origin and personnel composition of Yin Jian.

It also explains Yin Jian’s ability.

Of course, Xiong Wuliang also knew the level of Yin Jian - if you can do such actions under your nose, there must be people in Yin Jian.

No wonder King Kang of Song in history was able to win many battles against Wei, Qi and Chu... It is obvious that Song's military strength was not outrageously strong, but he could beat these major powers in turn.

It turned out that there was such an outrageously powerful secret force, as the intelligence agency of Song Wangyan.

These people are very good at kung fu, so it should be no problem to spy on the battlefield to spy on the enemy situation! Song Wangyan's war is like using a full-picture vision card, so how can he not win?

Of course, in the face of Xiong Wuliang's attack of making money by setting up a stance, Yin Jian would not be of use... But if the enemy did not rely on money to fight like Xiong Wuliang, at the same level, there would be this

Yin Jian is simply invincible.

Faced with the effectiveness of these people, it is false to say that they are not moved.

The problem is... Can Xiong Wuliang control these people?

According to this metaphor, the people in Yin Jian are all lawless people who rely on their own methods and are lawless, including those who are not afraid of power and kill people...

As a boss, recruiting such employees to your company is risky.

Xiong Wuliang fell into deep thought and didn't speak for a long time.

It is a secret metaphor that I can't raise my head on the ground and can't see Xiong Wuliang's expression clearly. At this moment, I feel the long silence and can't help but sweat in a cold sweat.

So he gritted his teeth and explained the assassination plan of Huang Wu, the commander of the Yin Jian.

He also added: "The king and the lord don't know anything - on the battle formation and the warriors fight... the iron armored formation under your command is naturally invincible."

"But if it comes to hiding, killing people and robbing goods, and spying on information... Then I, the people in Yin Jian, are better than the many soldiers around you."

It's very clear-

Huang Wu wants to kill you, no matter how many brave soldiers there are around you, you will not be able to save you.

Only if I understand their means and I am by your side can I protect you.

A wolf with murderous intentions is spying on the side, and a dog that can be driven has value.

Yin metaphor straightens his chest and tries to straighten his body.

Who would spare no effort to face the assassination of Yin Jian?

Once we say this, the legs of Qu Yang in front of us will be scared to be weak!

At that time, you can only loosen yourself, treat you with courtesy, and seek protection from yourself.

Yin Yu let out a long sigh, and he felt that he had finally regained control over the development of the situation!

Although I was still tied to the ground and was in a mess, I had the initiative to negotiate terms at this moment!

The metaphor is twisting, as if a big white maggot is crawling darkly... Finally, I adjusted to a suitable angle and could see Xiong Wuliang's face.

It is a metaphor for being free and easy.

I guess this Qu Yanghou has been so scared that his face is distorted?

Holding the idea of ​​watching jokes, I look at it carefully—

Xiong Wuliang was filled with vague ridicule on his face, as if he was not afraid at all!

Impossible! Impossible!

He is a person who can observe expressions. Of course, he can tell that the relaxed expression on Xiong Wuliang's face is definitely not pretending!

What's going on!

Aren't you afraid of death?!
Chapter completed!
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