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Chapter 32 Head, let's vote!

The attack that Zhong Zhiguo's Jinyiwei team encountered was not an exception.

The three thousand Jinyi Guards were divided into six teams, and when they went up the mountain from all sides of Wanxiang Mountain to suppress them inch by inch, they all encountered sneak attacks with hidden weapons from disciples of the Diancang Sect.

However, the results obtained by the Dian Cang faction were very few.

Except for a heavy armored soldier who accidentally failed to control the angle when blocking a hidden weapon, bounced a meteor dart into the friendly army formation, and cut an unlucky musketeer's arm, the other soldiers did not suffer any casualties. .

On the contrary, it was the Diancang faction who carried out the sneak attack, and fifty or sixty disciples were killed by themselves
When all Jinyiwei gathered outside the gate of Cangpai on the top of the mountain, Yan Jian, who was following Peng Ke, had an indescribable expression after learning about the situation.
He probably already sensed Penke's intention to invite him, it was nothing more than showing his muscles, threatening force, and doing that intimidating thing.

Although he understood this conspiracy, Yan Jian was indeed intimidated by Jin Yiwei's abundant martial arts.

The hidden weapons of the Diancang School are well-known throughout the world, and they can be called unique skills.

Even if it is a Xiantian Grandmaster, when facing the Xiantian Grandmaster of the Diancang Sect, his momentum will be three points, because the Diancang Sect is good at hidden weapons and is very difficult to deal with. No one knows that in the fight, the Diantang Sect's From where would a person pull out a hidden weapon to sneak attack himself!
But in front of Jin Yiwei's heavy armored soldiers, the Dancang Sect's invincible hidden weapon technique couldn't even break the defense!

Watching the banners and flags fluttering, and the three thousand brocade guards waiting outside the majestic mountain gate of the Diancang School, cold sweat poured out of Yan Jian's face uncontrollably.

In the main hall of the Diancang Sect, Mo Shao, the head of the Diancang Sect, stood on the hall, looking with a livid face at the disciple who was returning information to him.

"what?"

"All the disciples sent to attack Jin Yiwei, none of them came back safely?"

"Elder Wu hasn't come back yet?"

The disciple knelt down on one knee with a slap, and said with a choked voice: "Back to the master, the 52 second-generation disciples who have reached at least the second-rate realm, and the five elders are all gone and never returned. .”

"Thousands of royal troops have surrounded the mountain gate and are waiting for something outside the mountain gate."

The other elders standing in the hall immediately spoke out in one voice:

"Master, this must be the commander of Jinyiwei, Peng Ke, who has come in person!"

"The whole rivers and lakes killed by King Peng Yan are full of blood, from Yanyun to the southwest provinces, as long as it is a sect that he targets, it will not end well!"

"Master, my Diancang Sect has never done anything to oppress the people, nor have I done anything for the Northern Man during the Northern Man's occupation!"

"Public and private, we are not worthy of death!"

"Why don't we surrender!"

As soon as the word surrender was uttered, all the elders at the scene echoed and agreed.

Penke's prestige is really too great!
This is the prestige he earned by killing more than 20 famous families from north to south!
Even if some of the elders and disciples present were innate masters, they didn't have the slightest intention to stand up and resist.

The lessons learned from the past are still there!
The sect that was brutally suppressed by Peng Ke, the bones of those disciples and elders may not be cold yet!
"surrender?"

"Are you willing to be dispatched to the frontier army and fight the northern barbarians for years?"

"After ten years of exile, how many people will come back alive in the end?"

The leader, Mo Shao, angrily reprimanded him loudly.

It is not a good choice to go to the army, and the bloody battle with the northern barbarians is not at all low in cruelty.

How many people have fought in ancient times?
These elders and disciples should not understand this truth!

"No matter how scary the Beiman is, it's not as scary as King Peng Yan." A disciple with an immature face, but in his early twenties, muttered softly, "Anyone who dares to resist King Peng Yan is already dead."

"Shopping with the northern barbarians, at least there is still a glimmer of life."

Hearing the sound, Mo Shao turned his head to look at the brash disciple, and stretched out his hand to scold, but after murmuring his lips a few times, he finally turned into a sigh.

"Hey"

"If I had known today, why was it in the first place."

"Perhaps, the elders of the sect chose to hide from the world, and they were wrong from the beginning!"

Outside the mountain gate of the Diancang School, with his hands behind his back, Peng Ke leisurely walked to the seven or eight meters high gate tower archway made of white marble, on which three large characters were chiseled vigorously.

"Dian Cang Pie"

Looking up at the plaque, Peng Ke said with a smile on his face: "That's right, it is indeed a big school that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and it still has the taste of a place of interest."

"As the saying goes, it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books."

"Now that there are trains, people with spare money are gradually getting used to traveling by train."

"After the Diancang faction is destroyed, we can set up a tourist attraction here to enrich the tourism industry of Songjiang Prefecture!"

"Ahu, write this down for me, and mention it to the prefect of Songjiang Mansion later."

Ah Hu, who was following behind Peng Ke, had long been accustomed to the very detached thinking of his elder son.

Even though he is clearly carrying out the task of exterminating the faction, he still nodded cooperatively: "Remember, I will send a letter to the prefect of Songjiang Prefecture after I go back."

"Ah."

Only then did Peng Ke turn his head to look at the three thousand households including Hua Ping'an who had been on standby all the time, his complexion changed, and he ordered: "Let's launch a general attack."

"Be careful not to damage the building as much as possible. The mountain gate of the Cang School has been in existence for hundreds of years. It's a pity to destroy it."

Although I was very surprised by Peng Ke's order, the three thousand households still respectfully agreed, turned around and waved their hands, and the three thousand guards in Jinyi, who were well-groomed, stepped forward in unison and marched towards the mountain gate of the Diancang School.

At this moment, in the Diancang Sect, a dark figure suddenly appeared and approached quickly.

Peng Ke quickly reached out his hand to signal the army to stop.

"Alert and prepare!"

Six hundred heavy armored soldiers stepped forward immediately, blocking the front of the army, acting as front row meat shields.

The remaining more than 2000 captains immediately raised their guns and pulled the bolts, aiming at the crowd coming towards them, ready to shoot at any time.

More than 30 fire support soldiers holding thunderbolts half-kneeled on the ground, stood up the thunderbolts, and were ready to cover firepower at any time!

The five scouts riding on the steam mechanical dogs also immediately steered their mounts, scattered around, and observed vigilantly. Once they found something was wrong, they would immediately throw thunderbolts and launch a counterattack signal!
At this moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, a loud and clear shout came from the crowd that was heading towards the Jinyiwei army.

"Dare to ask, but Master Peng, the Commander of Jinyiwei?"

"Next, Mo Shao, the head of the Diancang faction, leads the whole faction with 780 people, welcome to your lord!"

"My lord, please don't touch your sword lightly! Allow me to step forward and explain!"

　I saw someone commenting that I shouldn't call you an adult.

　　Here I will add something.

　　The word "adult" has been used to refer to officials since the Song Dynasty, but it is only an exception, not a common practice.

　　In the Ming Dynasty, when Beijing officials went to local government offices, they were generally honored as "adults" by local officials.

　　Therefore, Peng Ke, a Beijing official, can be called "adult", and I am more used to using this title.

　　However, this situation in the early Ming Dynasty was not common and cannot be determined.

　　However, the Magic Steam Great Ming has appeared, so calling him an adult doesn't seem to be too much.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)