Matsusaka raised his sword and said coldly, "I didn't intend to submit at first, but after sparring with him, I found that he was on a completely different level from me. I can learn a lot from him, and I used to not really believe in the concept of leadership qualities, but now I feel it."
follow.
It has to be said.
Jiang Cheng truly possesses a remarkable personal charm.
He was a master strategist, able to easily foresee others' desertion and infidelity.
He was fair in rewarding and punishing, and gave everyone an equal status.
Those who surrendered were treated well, while those who defected were hunted down.
A leader whose strength is unknown can at least guarantee their longevity.
And most importantly, the impending battle in the open fields.
Even someone as formidable as Matsusaka-kun doesn't know how he survived to the end, but with Akira, he should have a good chance of winning in the battle.
In summary, considering all of the above.
The town is now completely under Jiangcheng's control.
Those who are unwilling to accept defeat are always looking for opportunities to leak information to higher-ups and regain their former status.
Unexpectedly, someone was already waiting here.
The assassin in front clenched his teeth so tightly that his jaw protruded, knowing that he would probably not escape death today, and he was unwilling to accept it.
Let alone just those few, even if a whole bunch of people came.
There's no way they can escape from Matsusaka!
"Is it too late to surrender now?"
The man asked one last question.
His grip on the knife hilt loosened slightly, his eyes tense, awaiting the other person's reply.
Matsuzaka looked at the defectors, while the rest of the people remained indifferent.
"It's too late."
Upon hearing this, the man gripped his knife tightly again, like a cornered beast fighting back. Since he knew that putting down his knife wouldn't save his life, what was he waiting for?
"Ah!! This is outrageous!"
The defectors all roared in unison and charged forward together.
Make one last desperate attempt!
...
...
"Lord Mingling, the task is complete. More than thirty fugitives have been captured."
Shimizu glanced at Matsusaka, who was silently wiping his knife beside him, and said to Jiangcheng.
The ground was littered with corpses.
A strong smell of blood filled the air.
"Don't report it. Dead people are more useful than living people, but all the things they're entitled to every month will be yours now," Jiang Cheng said calmly, fiddling with a small machine.
"How should it be allocated?"
"Whoever kills him gets to keep him."
Upon hearing this, the group of assassins in the courtyard trembled, and their eyes instantly lit up with surprise.
According to the original Xiayi Village system, exploitation was carried out layer by layer, and only high-ranking assassins were qualified to obtain more resources.
Those at lower levels often work themselves to the bone, only to find their efforts unappreciated.
Currently, Jiangcheng has directly changed this situation.
"Thank you, Mr. Minngling!!"
"Thank you, sir!"
"Go through fire and water!"
Several people quickly stepped forward to express their gratitude.
Jiang Cheng smiled and waved his hand, then whispered to the few Group A assassins beside him, "Don't worry about those who haven't surrendered yet. We're going to do something big in a few days."
Zhi Shui leaned down and listened for a while.
His pupils immediately contracted, and he quickly stood up.
He waved to the group of people in the courtyard.
These people understood instantly, nodded quickly, and evacuated in an orderly manner without lingering.
Almost everyone had left.
Zhi Shui's voice then became shrill.
"Is it really going to be like this?!"
"There's nothing wrong with that. In the wilderness, the only way to save your lives as much as possible is to surround and kill other villages."
"Ambush? That's so exciting, I have to participate!" Upon hearing this, Matsuzaka's eyes immediately lit up with fervor, and he looked at Minglingye's profile with increasing admiration.
It's true, the Mingling family shouldn't have perished.
Otherwise, he would have wanted to follow this powerful ruler no matter what; no one else would have such a crazy idea!
Throughout the entire process, the seven or eight villages remained under the control of the Demu family, maintaining a strict distance from each other and only coordinating with each other when carrying out missions.
But everyone knows that in the annual battle on the plains, people from other villages will be formidable competitors.
No one has ever dared to launch a large-scale invasion of another village.
The most pressing issue is that no one can unify the entire village because the situation is so complex. This group belongs to this faction, and that group belongs to that faction. Everyone is suspicious of each other, and with all that effort and worry, where would they find the energy to plan and eliminate their rivals first?
But things are different now.
"Impossible. A large-scale massacre would definitely alert the higher-ups. They're not stupid."
“That’s right. Although there is free competition among the assassins and people die every day, it is rare for mass deaths to occur. We can cover up the deaths in Xiayi Village, but it will be similar on the day of the battle in the open field. But it’s a different story if people die everywhere.”
The other two are from Group A.
He expressed his concerns.
That is indeed the case.
"I have my own plans. I only need to kill a few people and leave the rest alive."
"Which ones to kill?"
"The strongest ones..."
Jiang Cheng smiled, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
A perfect plan has been devised.
It was late at night that day.
Zhishui left the village with a very large sum of money, dressed in plain clothes.
At Mr. Mingling's request, some precious metals were purchased and stored in a remote place in the wilderness, with someone assigned to look after them.
On the day the supplies are distributed, we can mix these purchased items into the distribution and successfully deliver them to Xiayi Village.
Although he didn't know what the expensive metals he bought were for, Zhi Shui knew that as long as it was Mr. Mingling's request, he just had to do it.
After Xiayi Village came under control, their lives became more and more vibrant.
There's no need for infighting, because everyone submits to one leader.
It sounds exaggerated, but Zhi Shui doesn't consider himself stupid. However, in front of Ming Lingye, he was like a pig and had to admit defeat to the other party's intelligence.
So far, not a single step has been calculated incorrectly by Mr. Mingling.
He was full of ambition and ready to make a name for himself.
They stealthily made their way through the night, heading towards the coastal region, which was hundreds of miles away.
That night, the wind howled incessantly, as if hinting at something, sobbing and wailing.
The nobles of the Cherry Blossom Country remained complacent with the status quo.
Around four or five in the morning, the strong winds that had been blowing all night finally brought rain. The thunderclouds that had been brewing in the sky crackled and popped, and every now and then a flash of lightning would light up the night sky.
Raindrops the size of beans poured down without restraint.
It cleanses all things in the world.
At the same time, it washed away all traces of blood from the ground of Xiayi Village, leaving no trace of it.
But the lakeside was pitch black, so dark you couldn't even see your fingers.
More than ten people are digging a large pit!
In the pit, there were countless corpses with wide-open eyes and bluish faces!
"Click—"
Lightning flashed.
It illuminates their shocked faces as they die.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
