God Soldier Atlas

　　 Jingcheng, Caishikou.

　　 Zhou Shu was mixed in the noisy crowd and watched not far away being taken into the execution ground by heavily armed soldiers.

　　 Yonko Wen sat on the cutting platform in the middle of the execution ground, looking elegant and easy-going.

　　 Behind him, stood a row of soldiers holding sabers. Those soldiers, each of them tall and bulging, looked mighty and extraordinary.

　　 However, in Daxia, a muscular man does not mean how strong he is. On the contrary, it is those who do not seem to be strong, such as Yonago Wen, who are the real masters.

　　 "You stand in front of me."

　　 Zhou Shu used his shoulders to stop the people around him, making room for Haitang.

　　 He now feels that Yin Wuyou sent Haitang to his side instead of letting her serve him, but instead found a master for himself.

　　I can’t do laundry and cooking. If she warms the bed, she’s underage!

　　 Wherever she went by herself, she still had to follow, she didn't say anything.

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

　　 "I'll say I won't let you follow, what's so good about execution? I'll see beheading later, so be careful of nightmares at night!"

　　 Zhou Shu said angrily.

　　 Haitang rolled her eyes quietly. Didn't she have never killed anyone, and would she be afraid of beheading?

　　 "Then why are you still coming to see?"

　　 Haitang said, after getting along for a few days, she suddenly felt that Zhou Shu was a good person. Many times, how should I say, yes, very gentleman—

　　 "Can I be the same as you? I am a man, understand?"

　　 Zhou Shu glared at her and said, "Besides, the supervisor is my eldest brother, so why should I come to win a personal battle?"

　　 Haitang has a black line on his face, can this kind of thing be fascinating?

　　 "Begonia, you said, these people are all the spies that Wei set up in Daxia?"

　　 Zhou Shuzhang looked at the execution ground. The number of prisoners kneeling in several rows should be less than one hundred, and the maximum number is sixty to seventy.

　　 This is much less than Zhou Shu imagined.

　　 He originally estimated that there would be hundreds of people.

　　 There are only 60 or 70 people now, and I don’t know how much feedback I can bring to myself.

　　 "Definitely not."

　　 Haitang looked at Zhou Shu as an idiot, and said, “How can the spy dig it clean? There must be some hidden ones that haven’t been discovered by the **** arresting division.”

　　 Zhou Shu thought for a while. This is indeed the truth. There were only dozens of secret agents recorded in the roster at the beginning. Even if Da Xia himself discovered it, it is estimated that it is impossible for Da Wei to place all the secret agents in Da Xia.

　　 "Begonia, let me ask you a question, see if you know it." Zhou Shu asked.

"what is the problem?"

　　 Haitang looked at the spies enthusiastically without turning his head back, and said.

　　 "Where did the knives used by ordinary executioners come from? It's also the Division of Soldiers?"

　　 Zhou Shu asked, he searched and touched, here often, executioners are afraid that the most frequent killings, if he can cast a knife for them, wouldn't it be happy to gain experience?

　　 "It must be the Foundry Division." Haitang said, "All the weapons of Daxia come from the Foundry Division. The folks prohibit private casting of weapons. I don't know which workshop it is."

　　 Zhou Shu nodded, and was about to ask something more, when he suddenly heard that Haitang was a little excited.

　　 "A martial artist was arrested!"

　　 She pointed at a prisoner and said.

"Yes?"

　　 Zhou Shu followed her fingers and looked over. A man who looked like a forty or fifty-year-old man was kneeling there with his head down, his hair falling and covering his face.

　　 In fact, most of the prisoners on the court are in the same shape as him. At a glance, they can't even tell who is who.

　　 Zhou Shu hadn't paid too much attention to it. When Haitang reminded him, after careful observation, he did notice a surge of power in the prisoner.

　　 But the power seems to be restrained.

　　 "If you are a martial artist, you can't be a spy?"

　　 Zhou Shudao.

　　 "That's not the case." Haitang shook his head, "It's just that it's not easy to catch alive masters. Even if they can't escape, there is no problem with self-closing."

　　 "The master of entry, there is nothing remarkable."

　　 Zhou Shu murmured, not high-grade masters, those martial artists of the 8th and 9th ranks, in his opinion, are actually not much stronger.

　　 At least if he meets a 9th or 8th rank martial artist, he will be sure to catch the opponent alive.

　　 "Look, it's going to start!"

　　 Zhou Shu's eyes lit up and he said with joy, "Brother Mi really is a believer!"

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

　　 Isn’t it just using the saber he forged to execute punishment? As for being so happy?

　　 Is it possible that after the saber saw the blood, it would really become sharper as he said?

　　 Haitang doesn't know much about casting soldiers, but she also knows that after a weapon is successfully cast, it will basically only be destroyed and won't become more powerful.

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

　　 The saber is just a standard weapon, how could it become sharper because of the blood?

　　 Although he didn't believe it, Haitang still looked at the saber-cutting knives in the hands of the soldiers very curiously. She wanted to see if these saber-cutting knives would change after the killing.

　　 I don't know if Yonzi Wen took Zhou Shu's words seriously, but he was really ready to use a saber to execute the sentence.

　　 Moreover, he executed the execution this time, and even the executioner was useless. The executioner was replaced by a member of the horse-cutting team he had just formed.

　　 These soldiers are strong people specially selected by Yonago Wen from the Protectorate Army, and are preparing to form a saber that will play a special role in the battlefield.

　　 And their equipment is the saber!

　　 He arranged for these people to execute the sentence this time, first because he promised Zhou Shu, and second, to let them familiarize themselves with the saber in their hands before going on the expedition.

　　 After all, the saber is a new weapon, and they have not used this weapon before.

　　 Before leaving the expedition, let them kill a person with a saber. They are constantly familiar with the weapons, and they can also see the blood, so that they won't be scared to pee their pants by the cruelty of the battlefield.

　　 A line of soldiers lined up on the execution ground, standing one by one behind the prisoners.

　　 They were expressionless, holding the long hilt of the saber with both hands, and the blade of the saber shone cold under the scorching sun.

　　The people onlookers around hadn't seen the saber cut before, and now they looked at the mighty sword and talked a lot.

　　 "Master Zhou, be careful!"

　　 Haitang’s voice suddenly rang in Zhou Shu’s ear, “If something happens later, remember not to be too far away from me!”

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

　　 Is there nothing unusual?

　　 Haitang found something?

　　 Zhou Shu is not a dull person. After so many days, he has already reacted. Why did Yin Wuyou send Haitang to him?

　　He Zhou Shu was also a famous person on the list of Wei Yingcai's assassinations. Yin Wuyou, as the founding Sikong, of course can't sit idly by.

　　 She sent Haitang to her side, in all likelihood, to protect herself!

　　 This can be seen from the fact that Haitang is a maid who can do nothing, but it can be seen that there is an eighth rank martial artist's cultivation base.

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

　　 But he had secretly let go of perception, but still didn't notice any abnormalities.

　　 Logically speaking, his strength is stronger than Haitang. Why can Haitang find anomalies, but I can’t?

　　 Zhou Shu is a little confused, and a little puzzled.

　　 Haitang did not answer, she looked around with a small face warily, her hands already in her sleeves.

　　 Zhou Shu could vaguely sense a sharp chill from her sleeves. It turned out that her pair of daggers were hidden in the sleeves.

　　 "This is Daxia Capital. Is it possible that anyone would dare to rob the field?"

　　 Zhou Shu said with a smile.

　　 Before his words fell, suddenly, a bright light came from nowhere. In a flash, it fell on the execution ground.

　　 The bright light directed at Yonagoon and lased away.

　　 "Big Brother!"

　　 Zhou Shu couldn't help but exclaimed.

　　 Yonziwen seemed to hear Zhou Shu's voice, turned his head and smiled at Zhou Shu, then raised his hand and slashed out.

　　 The dazzling white light emitted from his palm with the chopping motion of his palm, like a sharp blade, colliding with the white light.

　　 "Boom—"

　　 Energetic splashing all over, UU reading www. uukanshu. Com, like a sharp knife, fell among the surrounding crowd. The soldiers around who were responsible for the execution, including the prisoners, all seemed to have been stabbed by countless sharp blades. There were cracks in their clothes, and bloodstains poured out along those cracks.

　　 The prisoners screamed loudly, but the soldiers holding the sabers were unobserved, standing straight and motionless, as if the injured were not them.

　　 "Kill, run!"

　　 Among the crowd watching the excitement around the execution ground, someone suddenly shouted, and the scene suddenly became a mess.

　　 Zhou Shu felt the crowd rushing towards the waves. He did not dare to distribute his power. In such a moment, he was squeezed through the railing by the crowd and fell into the execution ground.

　　 "Master Zhou!"

　　 Haitang screamed, and his figure jumped up, like a dexterous Swift, leaping towards Zhou Shu.

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

　　 "Be careful, Haitang!"

　　 Zhou Shu exclaimed.

　　 Two white lights flew out of Haitang's sleeves, with two crisp dings, she blocked the opponent's attack, but at the same time, her figure also fell from the air, unsustainable, unable to rush to Zhou Shu's side.

　　 Amidst the noisy crowd, there were loud shouts again. I don't know how many hidden spies, wrapped up the people, and rushed into the execution ground.

"kill!"

　　 Yonoko Wen's voice resounded throughout the audience.

　　The soldiers holding the sabers, without any hesitation, raised the sabers in their hands, and finally shouted, "Kill!"

　　 The light of the knife fell, and then there was a pillar of blood that shot up into the sky, and the blood instantly spilled over the entire execution ground.