Chapter 52: Decapitation Operation, Ambush Lou Gao

Reflect on yourself three times, so as not to be a person of high caliber but poor conduct

"Your Excellency may not know that the Blacksmith Association headquarters now has the master craftsman Lou Gao and the grandmaster Si Long. It is not easy to bribe the blacksmiths below! After all, Lou Gao and Si Long's prestige in the Blacksmith Association is too high."

After saying this, just as Bishop Miles was waiting for Xue Qinghe to come up with some good ideas, Xue Qinghe spread his hands and said with a smile: "Since they are so in the way, just make them disappear!"

Xue Qinghe's answer made Bishop Miles at a loss for words. In fact, he thought Xue Qinghe was thinking things were too simple.

Bishop Miles, who could not save face, said patiently: "Sir, that Lou Gao is a master craftsman!"

Xue Qinghe still shook his head: "It's useless to keep a disobedient master craftsman. What the Spirit Hall needs is a blacksmith association, not one or two master craftsmen and grandmasters."

Regardless of whether the Tiandou Empire launches a war or other deployments in the future, those low-level spirit masters and the army will always need to be equipped with weapons and armor. If there is a Blacksmith Association, this demand will naturally be met.

As for Lou Gao, the president of the Blacksmith Association, Xue Qinghe had nothing for him to study. Could he ask him to study his own martial spirit? Study the Imperial Seal?
Therefore, Xue Qinghe himself had no good way to subdue Lou Gao.

Since I can't tame him, I'll just use the stupid method and make him disappear.

Otherwise, would keeping him around be like a fly that gets in the way when I do research in the future?
Bishop Miles gradually showed difficulty on his face.

"Sir, if we kill Lou Gao and Si Long, once they know that it was our Spirit Hall who did it, it will probably arouse public anger, and it will be even more difficult for us to subdue the Blacksmith Association."

Xue Qinghe said, "Then Bishop Miles, don't worry about it. After dealing with Lou Gao and Si Long, I will have the next plan. Bishop Miles keeps shirking responsibility. Could it be that he has been used to the extravagant life in Gengxin City and his sword has become dull?"

Xue Qinghe had seen Miles' resume not long ago before coming to the Xing Luo Empire. Miles had been in the Spirit Hall for a long time and had risen from the Spirit Hall's law enforcement team.

To put it simply, the law enforcement team is the team that carries out killing missions and does the dirty work for the Spirit Hall.

"Bishop Miles has been in Gengxin City for ten years. It's been long enough. I think it's necessary to change places and continue to benefit other cities."

Xue Qinghe's threat was already very clear. Gengxin City brought huge profits to Bishop Miles, so Miles was naturally unwilling to move.

"Sir, I am willing to obey you and help Spirit Hall get rid of Lou Gao and Si Long."

Seeing this, Xue Qinghe nodded with satisfaction.

"You find a chance yourself. If you don't have enough manpower, I can arrange my people to cooperate with you. In short, I hope to hear the news of their deaths as soon as possible." Since he had already agreed, Bishop Miles no longer hesitated and saluted Xue Qinghe again.

"Sir, there will be an auction in five days. It is said that Lou Gao's works will be on display. In addition, there will be other activities of the Blacksmith Guild. This is a rare opportunity for Lou Gao to leave the Blacksmith Guild. He and Si Long will most likely be together at that time. This is a perfect opportunity for us to ambush them along the way."

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe did not give any further instructions: "Just make your own arrangements, I only look at the results."

In the next few days, more and more people came to Gengxin City.

The most important reason is the auction in five days. Those who attach importance to Gengxin City are blacksmiths and businessmen, so the auction of Gengxin City is a great event for them, not to mention that Lou Gao’s works will be released there.

Five days later.

Early in the morning.

A burly and strong middle-aged man stood in front of a huge castle.

From time to time, clanging sounds could be heard from the small castle.

This castle is the headquarters of the Blacksmith Association, and the tall figure is the grandmaster of the Blacksmith Association and Silong, the disciple of the master craftsman Lou Gao.

At this time, Silong was anxiously waiting at the door of the Blacksmith Association. Finally, he saw an old man with a white beard, short and fat, wearing thick armor, walking out with a little fatigue on his face.

Silong quickly went to meet him.

"Teacher, you finally come out!" The short and fat old man with white hair and beard who Silong calls teacher must be the master craftsman Lou Gao.

Lou Gao frowned unhappily: "Silong, you can just attend this kind of event, why are you dragging me along? I still have some things to finish."

Silong knew Lou Gao's temper best.

"Teacher, many people come to this auction just for your reputation. It would be somewhat inappropriate if you don't show up. I will just take up one hour of your time and then I will send you back." After Silong's persuasion, Lou Gao finally got on the carriage that Silong had prepared in advance.

Silong followed.

Afterwards, the carriage set off towards the auction house.

In the carriage, Silong asked Lou Gao about questions about forging, until they reached a slightly remote street.

Figures appeared on the roofs all around, and then they simultaneously pulled out crossbows.

It's just a simple hand crossbow, not Zhuge's magic crossbow.

In a panic, the group pulled the trigger.

With a series of chaotic sounds of breaking wind, the soldiers guarding the carriage fell down one after another.

Inside the carriage, Silong and Lougao also heard the noise outside, but they continued to talk. The content of the conversation was.

"Teacher, the sound of the bowstring is crisp, the speed is 6 to 10 meters per second, and the lethality is medium. It should be the sound of a powerful crossbow."

At this time, some crossbow arrows also fell on the carriage, but surprisingly, all the crossbow arrows could not penetrate the carriage. The carriage that Lou Gao was sitting in did not seem to be an ordinary carriage, but a fine steel carriage made by the Blacksmith Association.

Perhaps because of the presence of the carriage, Lou Gao also looked calm.

"Silong, good, there is progress! It is the sound of a powerful hand crossbow. However, if the bow of this crossbow is slightly adjusted by 3 degrees and the bowstring is replaced with a black horsetail, the attack power will be even stronger than it is now."

"Teacher, it seems that now is not the time to analyze the opponent's weapons. Aren't powerful crossbows only possessed by the Spirit Hall and the Tiandou Army? So who is attacking us?"

Xue Qinghe did not personally participate in this ambush. Everything was done by the Wuhun Hall of Gengxin City and the people in the School Affairs Office under Xue Qinghe.

I have to say that the people in the Blacksmith Association can only do some iron work and forge weapons and equipment, but when it comes to fighting, they are simply not good enough to watch.

To put it bluntly, they were the kind of people who only had soul power levels, but their combat power was seriously inconsistent. People like Xue Qinghe were geniuses who could fight above their level, while they were the kind of mediocre people who were most likely to be surpassed.

In just twenty minutes, all the dozen or so soul masters from the Blacksmith Association outside the carriage were dealt with.

On the contrary, the carriage that Lou Gao was riding in had extremely strong defense and was not affected.

Looking at the dark but extremely hard steel carriage, Bishop Miles walked forward slowly.

At the same time, seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple and three black, slowly rose from his feet. Seven-ring soul saint.

A wolf shadow also appeared behind Bishop Miles.

Bishop Miles, possessed by his martial spirit, looked at the steel carriage with strange blue light in his eyes.

He exerted force with his right arm, bent his palm slightly, and then claws as hard as steel blades shot out directly.

Facing the fine steel carriage, Miles' fifth soul ring lit up and he slapped the carriage directly.

The fifth soul skill, swift wolf claws!
(End of this chapter)