God Soldier Atlas

Beijing, Caishikou.

Zhou Shu mixed in the noisy crowd, watching the heavily armed soldiers being taken to the execution ground not far away.

Mi Ziwen sat on the execution platform in the middle of the execution ground, looking elegant and easy-going.

Behind him stood a row of soldiers holding sabers. Those soldiers were tall and muscular, and they looked mighty and extraordinary.

However, in Daxia, a muscular man doesn't mean how strong he is. On the contrary, those who don't look very strong, such as Mi Ziwen, can be real masters.

You stand in front of me.

Zhou Shu used his shoulders to block the people around him, leaving a space for Haitang.

He now felt that Yin Wuyou sent Haitang to his side, not to let her serve him, but to find a master for him.

She can't do laundry and cooking, and she's underage when it comes to warming the bed!

Wherever she went, she still wanted to follow, no matter what.

Most of the time, Zhou Shu took care of her instead, just like now!

I'll just say I won't let you come with me. What's so interesting about execution? When you see the beheading later, be careful and have nightmares at night!

Zhou Shu said angrily.

Haitang quietly rolled her eyes. Didn't she never kill someone before, would she be afraid of beheading?

Then why do you still want to come and see?

Haitang said that after getting along with him for a few days, she suddenly felt that Zhou Shu was not a bad person. Many times, how should I put it, yes, he is a gentleman——

Can I be the same as you? I'm a man, understand?

Zhou Shu glared at her, and said, Besides, the supervisor is my elder brother, so I have to come here to praise him anyway, don't I?

Haitang's face was full of black lines. Can such a thing be praised?

Haitang, tell me, these people are all the spies that Wei An has placed in Daxia?

Zhou Shu looked at the execution ground. There should be less than a hundred prisoners kneeling in several rows, at most sixty or seventy.

This is much less than Zhou Shu imagined.

He originally estimated that there must be a hundred or ten people.

Now there are only sixty or seventy people, and I don't know how much feedback I can bring to myself.

Certainly not.

Haitang glanced at Zhou Shu like an idiot, and said, How can the spies dig it all out? There must be some hidden ones that haven't been discovered by the God Detective Division.

Zhou Shu thought for a while, and this is indeed the truth. There were only dozens of spies recorded in the roster at the beginning. Even if Daxia discovered it himself, it is probably impossible for Dawei An to have all the spies in Daxia.

Hai Tang, let me ask you a question, to see if you know. Zhou Shu asked.

what is the problem?

Without looking back, Haitang looked at the spies with interest and said.

Where did the knives used by ordinary executioners come from? Is it also the Casting Department?

Zhou Shu asked, he was groping, and here often, the executioner is probably the most frequent murderer, if he can forge a knife for them, wouldn't it be a pleasure to gain experience?

It must be the Military Casting Division. Haitang said, All the weapons in Daxia come from the Military Casting Division. Private casting of weapons is forbidden among the people. But I don't know which workshop it is from.

Zhou Shu nodded, and was about to ask some more questions when he suddenly heard Haitang say excitedly.

An advanced martial artist was caught!

She pointed at a prisoner from afar and said.

Yeah?

Zhou Shu followed her fingers and looked over. A man who looked about 40 or 50 years old was kneeling there with his head bowed, his hair hanging down to cover his face.

In fact, most of the prisoners on the field were in similar shape to him, and at a glance, they couldn't even tell who was who.

Zhou Shu didn't pay much attention to it at first, but after being reminded by Haitang, after careful observation, he did notice that there was a surge of power in the prisoner's body.

But that power seems to be restrained.

A high-grade martial artist can't be a secret agent?

Zhou Shu said.

That's not true. Haitang shook her head, It's just that it's not so easy to capture a top-ranking master alive. Even if they can't escape, there is no problem with self-destruction.

It's nothing special to be a master.

Zhou Shu murmured that he was not a high-ranking expert, and those warriors of the eighth and ninth ranks, in his opinion, were actually not that strong.

At least if he was allowed to meet a ninth-rank or eighth-rank martial artist, he would be sure to capture him alive.

Look, it's about to start!

Zhou Shu's eyes lit up, and he said happily, Brother Mi is indeed a believer!

Haitang looked at Zhou Shu in surprise, wondering why he was so excited.

Isn't it just to execute the execution with the saber he forged? As for being so happy?

Could it be that after seeing the blood, the sword will become sharper as he said?

Haitang didn't know much about casting soldiers, but she also knew that after a weapon was successfully forged and sharpened, it would basically only be damaged and would not become stronger.

Unless it is the kind of magical weapon that can be warmed by warriors.

The Saber is just a standard weapon, how could it become sharper just because it sees blood?

Although she didn't believe it, Haitang still looked at the sabers in those soldiers' hands very curiously. She wanted to see if these sabers would change after killing people.

I don't know if Mi Ziwen took Zhou Shu's words seriously, but he was indeed planning to execute with a saber.

Moreover, his execution this time, even the executioner was useless, and the executioners were replaced by members of the horse-killing team he had just formed.

These soldiers are strong men specially selected by Mi Ziwen from the National Defense Army, and they are going to form a team of sabers that will play a special role in the battlefield.

And their equipment is the Saber!

He arranged for these people to execute this time because he agreed to Zhou Shu, and also because he wanted them to familiarize themselves with the saber in their hands before going out to fight.

After all, Zhanma Dao is a new type of weapon, and they have never used this kind of weapon before.

Before going out, let them kill someone with a saber, so that they can get familiar with weapons and see blood, so that they won't be scared to pee their pants by the cruelty of the battlefield.

Groups of soldiers walked up to the execution ground in line, and stood behind the prisoners one by one.

They were expressionless, holding the long handle of the Saber with both hands, and the blade of the Saber shone coldly under the scorching sun.

None of the people watching around had seen the Saber before, and now they were talking about the mighty sword.

Master Zhou, be careful!

Haitang's voice suddenly rang in Zhou Shu's ear, If something happens later, remember not to stay too far away from me!

Zhou Shu looked down at Haitang in surprise, and then looked around again.

Nothing unusual?

Did Haitang discover anything?

Zhou Shu is not a dull person, after so many days, he has already realized why Yin Wuyou sent Haitang to his side.

He, Zhou Shu, was also on the assassination list of Great Wei Yingcai, and Yin Wuyou, as the chief of casting soldiers, Sikong, of course he couldn't sit idly by.

She sent Haitang to her side, nine out of ten, to protect herself!

This can be seen from the fact that Haitang, a maid who can't do anything, has the cultivation base of an eighth-rank warrior.

A person who came to protect himself spoke like that just now, how could Zhou Shu have no doubts?

But he had secretly let go of his perception, but he still didn't find anything abnormal.

Logically speaking, his strength is stronger than Haitang, why can Haitang detect abnormalities, but I can't?

Zhou Shu was a little puzzled and a little puzzled.

Haitang didn't answer, she looked around vigilantly with her small face, her hands were already tucked into her sleeves.

Zhou Shu could vaguely sense the sharp cold air coming out of her sleeves. It turned out that her pair of daggers were hidden in the sleeves.

This is the capital of Great Xia. Could it be that there are still people who dare to rob the Dharma Field?

Zhou Shu said with a smile.

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a bright light came from nowhere, and in an instant, it fell on the execution ground.

That ray of light shot towards Miziwen.

Brother!

Zhou Shu couldn't help exclaiming.

Mi Ziwen seemed to have heard Zhou Shu's voice, turned his head and smiled at Zhou Shu, then raised his hand and struck out.

A dazzling white light emanated from his palm as he slashed, like a sharp blade, colliding with that white light.

Boom—

The energy splashed around, like sharp knives, falling among the surrounding crowd. The surrounding soldiers in charge of execution, including the prisoners, all seemed to have been stabbed by countless sharp knives. There were many rips in their clothes, and blood poured out along those rips.

The prisoners screamed loudly, but the soldiers holding the sabers, as if they hadn't noticed, stood straight and motionless, as if they were not the ones who were injured.

Killed, run away!

Among the spectators around the execution ground, someone suddenly shouted, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Zhou Shu felt that the crowd was rushing towards him like a wave, and he didn't dare to use too much force. After being so stunned, he was squeezed over the railing by the crowd and fell into the execution ground.

Master Zhou!

With a coquettish cry, Haitang jumped up, like a dexterous swift, and rushed towards Zhou Shu.

At this moment, a black figure sprang up from the crowd, holding a sharp blade, and stabbing towards Haitang.

Be careful, Begonia!

Zhou Shu shouted.

Two white lights flew out from Haitang's sleeve, and there were two crisp ding dings. She blocked the opponent's attack, but at the same time, her figure also fell from the air, unable to continue, unable to rush to Zhou Shu's side.

Among the noisy crowd, there were a few loud shouts again, and an unknown number of hidden spies rushed into the execution ground, engulfing the people.

kill!

Miziwen's voice resounded throughout the audience.

The soldiers holding the sabers did not hesitate at all, they raised their sabers high, and finally shouted in unison, Kill!

The light of the knife fell, and then there were pillars of blood that soared into the sky, and fresh blood instantly filled the entire execution ground.

Two more consecutive releases, please ask for a monthly ticket, please recommend a ticket, please collect it, thank you! (There were sensitive words in the last chapter, please read it later, I cried——)