Chapter 1 "I will take care of your wife and children, so you have nothing to worry about…"

After hearing these words, Commander Wang didn't seem to understand or even register them, but his hand gripping Blind Man Bei's had already loosened.

The man was dead.

"A'Li!"

Ding Hao, carried on someone's back, turned his head and let out a mournful cry upon seeing Wang Li's death.

"What do you want me to do?"

Fan Li shifted his body, bouncing Ding Hao on his back, and asked.

"…" Ding Hao.

Si Niang was at the front, her silk threads dancing non-stop, like extremely fine hidden weapons. The chests of the two assassins who lunged forward seemed to be embroidered with two fiery red roses, their bodies convulsing before they fell to the ground.

Si Niang was beautiful, and even her methods of killing were equally beautiful.

As two other assassins moved to fill the gap, a jarring electronic sound suddenly entered their minds, causing them to stagger.

The opening was created.

Fan Li let out a roar, carrying Ding Hao on his back, scratching the ground twice with his left foot before starting his sprint.

His speed was so fast that the surrounding assassins didn't have time to react.

"Withdraw!"

Blind Man Bei shouted in everyone's mind.

"Pfft!"

A'Ming, who had just allowed the enemy's sword to pierce his chest, heard Blind Man Bei's command and was somewhat dissatisfied. Helplessly, he raised his hand and made a "bye-bye" gesture to the black-clad assassin in front of him.

Then, he lunged forward, biting through the other man's neck, before turning and running back with the sword still in him.

Therefore, Si Niang had never said anything about A'Ming's habit of ruining his new clothes every time he went out to fight, because he always brought back many knives, guns, and weapons, which could be sold for scrap to buy clothes.

Liang Cheng, having just crushed an assassin's neck, flung the corpse away and also started running.

Two assassins who were relatively close prepared to chase after them, but behind them, Xue San's figure appeared like a ghost, two daggers stabbing into their backs.

Without even pulling out the daggers, Xue San landed and started sprinting, his legs short but his frequency exceptionally fast.

*Ceng ceng ceng,*

He actually caught up with his companions in front.

The remaining assassins looked at each other, wanting to chase but hesitating.

Because they had realized a fact: this group of people who had suddenly appeared were fully capable of killing all of them. In fact, when they charged out, several of their own had been killed instantly.

But they ran away,

So,

What were they chasing after?

They used to chase and kill targets, but chase after them…

Chase after them to beg them to kill them all?

When he saw Fan Li carrying his "teacher" over, Zheng Fan immediately mounted his horse and started riding, planning to take his "teacher" from Fan Li and put him on his own horse like in a relay race.

But Zheng Fan's horse was still accelerating,

Fan Li directly *whooshed* past Zheng Fan, his speed not decreasing at all.

Zheng Fan was stunned for a moment, then immediately whipped his horse.

"Giddy up!"

However,

No matter how hard the horse ran, it still couldn't close the distance between them and Fan Li.

Fan Li's leg strength was actually faster than a horse!

As Zheng Fan chased after him, both amused and exasperated, a movie by Chen Kaige suddenly flashed through his mind - *The Promise*.

Although he knew it was a bit inappropriate to daydream at this moment, he couldn't control his thoughts sometimes.

However, soon, a burst of rapid hoofbeats forcefully interrupted Zheng Fan's wild thoughts.

Across a dirt slope, there seemed to be a cavalry force galloping, but the two sides perfectly avoided each other at this critical point.

Finally, a carriage appeared ahead, with Hong Bazi squatting next to it, eagerly waiting.

Blind Man Bei didn't trust anyone from the carriage gang, and most of the members of the Righteousness Gang, but he trusted Hong Bazi.

In Zheng Fan's eyes, the former leader of the Righteousness Gang had almost been developed into a subordinate by Blind Man Bei.

Fan Li stopped beside the carriage.

"Bang!!!!!!"

Perhaps due to the excessive inertia,

After Fan Li stopped, his feet slid on the ground for another seven or eight meters like car tires.

Zheng Fan finally caught up on horseback.

"Master, here's the man!"

Fan Li said anxiously, placing Ding Hao, who had already been shaken unconscious, onto Zheng Fan's horse.

"…" Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan dismounted, then took Ding Hao, who had just been placed on the horse, and placed him in the carriage next to him.

"…" Fan Li.

"Is the matter of entering the city arranged?" Zheng Fan asked.

"It's arranged. My Righteousness Gang, uh, your Righteousness Gang, still has these connections."

Zheng Fan nodded and patted Hong Bazi's shoulder.

Zheng Fan had a feeling that his devils seemed to like this gesture of his very much.

Qin Siyao used to keep a corgi in the studio, and that corgi liked to come up to people and let them pet it.

Hong Bazi was naturally aware that the person in front of him, who seemed inconspicuous, ordinary, and even a bit useless,

Was actually the leader of that group of terrifying beings.

Therefore, facing this affectionate gesture, Hong Bazi's bones melted.

"Go, quickly send him into the city's residence."

"Okay, don't worry, there will definitely be no problem!"

"A'Li, go back with them and hide him well."

"Yes, Master."

A'Li also jumped into the carriage.

Watching the carriage gradually disappear into the distance, Zheng Fan mounted his horse and rode back a short distance, seeing Blind Man and the others.

Obviously, everyone was a little out of breath, not from the previous fighting, but from the running.

However, everyone didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction with Blind Man Bei's command.

Because, just as everyone had left the scene, a cavalry force had arrived, and if they hadn't slipped away one step ahead, they might have been blocked by the cavalry.

The regular army and the soldiers of Tiger Head City and those assassins were completely different. Those assassins seemed well-trained, but except for the big man who had been injured and killed by Blind Man Bei who could emit light, the rest were just ordinary people with better skills. In the chaos, these devils could easily play them to death with their bloodlines and endless methods.

But if they faced the regular army, first would come a volley of crossbow bolts, then the charge of warhorses, and then the encirclement of shields. Even if they could break through, there would be too many variables.

Regardless of whether the cavalry force was on the side of the assassins or from Tiger Head City, in short, it couldn't be their allies.

"Alright, let's go back to the city," Zheng Fan said.

Everyone nodded.

Such a serious incident had occurred not far outside the city, so Tiger Head City would probably be on alert. Zheng Fan had asked Fan Li and Hong Bazi to bring the person into the city first, thinking of gaining a time difference, because Ding Hao's state would make it difficult to avoid a thorough inspection.

Sure enough, when Zheng Fan and the others returned to the city gate, they found several rows of soldiers guarding the gate, with even the repeating crossbows arranged on the city wall, as if they were facing an attack from the Barbarians.

They had disguised themselves before, so even if the assassins or Tiger Head City had any contact, it was impossible to find them out.

Moreover, Zheng Fan had an official title.

The city gate sergeant who was inspecting people at the city gate smiled at Zheng Fan,

"Oh, isn't this Commander Zheng? Greetings, Commander Zheng. Brothers, come and pay respects to the newly appointed Commander."

His attitude wasn't particularly respectful.

Some of the city gate soldiers nearby also came up sparsely, smiling and cupping their fists at Zheng Fan.

They only cupped their fists, and no one actually bowed.

This made Zheng Fan once again deeply realize how worthless his empty commander title was…

The official system of Great Yan was chaotic and rampant, and empty commander titles like his were as common as dogs. In Yan, especially in the Northern Frontier Commandery, what was valued was how many soldiers you had under your command. This was the simple worldview of the big and small warlords.

If Zheng Fan had three hundred real cavalrymen behind him at this time, this sergeant would definitely kneel down and salute him.

However, Zheng Fan wasn't angry about this, but happily went up and patted the other person's shoulder.

"…" The sergeant.

The sergeant took a few steps back with a strange expression, avoiding Zheng Fan's demonic hand, because he felt that too much intimacy between two men gave off a strange feeling.

Si Niang took the initiative to hand over some loose silver, and Zheng Fan was also generous, distributing the silver to the city gate guards around him:

"Please have a drink, brothers. I'll be taking office soon, and I'll need your help."

"Oh, thank you, sir, for the reward."

"The sir is generous!"

This time, everyone's smiles were more sincere.

Zheng Fan looked at the sergeant and asked:

"Has something happened?"

The sergeant held the largest piece of silver in his hand, in a very good mood, and said:

"I don't know. There was a sudden alarm earlier, so we're on guard. It shouldn't be the Barbarians attacking, after all, the Northern Garrison Army went to the desert not long ago."

"Then you brothers have worked hard. I'll go back first."

"Please, please, another day, we brothers will treat you to a drink, you must honor us."

"Easy, easy."

After a round of pleasantries,

Zheng Fan led his men into the city.

After entering the city, they were completely safe.

Everyone returned to the residence without stopping.

The carriage stopped in the inner courtyard.

Fan Li and Hong Bazi stood beside the carriage, watching.

"Phew, I finally brought my teacher back,"

Zheng Fan joked to those around him.

"Congratulations, Master, on acquiring a teacher."

These words sounded strange, but Zheng Fan didn't pay much attention to it, and directly said to Hong Bazi:

"Please bring the teacher out of the carriage."

"As you command."

Other people who transmigrate either have elders living in their rings or fall off cliffs and encounter some trapped bigwigs. He, on the other hand, had to personally capture his teacher.

However, self-reliance leads to a plentiful life, which is also good.

Hong Bazi obediently lifted the curtain of the carriage and went in. After a while, he leaned out again, with a look of horror on his face.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Fan asked.

"This…this…this person seems…seems to have been jolted to death…"

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Congratulations to 啊咪_ for becoming the forty-fourth alliance leader of *The Descent of Magic*!