One hundred and fifty thousand Mongolian cavalry marched westward, and the Assassin's Country of the Old Man in the Mountain was the first target.
Shao Cheng, the deputy general of the Han army, was twenty-five years old. He was a tough talker and a tough man. He had three hundred brothers under his command. Everyone said that this man was good at dealing with people.
Others rely on the art of war to fight, but he relies on his mouth to fight - the sky, the ground and the air. He scolds the enemy's assassins until they break their defenses, and his own generals are so angry that he wants to kill them.
The old man in the mountain said: My assassins are pervasive, and the person next to you may be one of mine.
Shao Cheng said: What a coincidence, I happen to be missing someone next to my pillow.
Feday of the Assassin sect said: We are not afraid of death. If you die for your faith, you can go to heaven.
Shao Cheng said: Then let me see if you die? When you die, I will turn around and throw you into a mass grave. Do you know where the door to heaven opens?
The assassination techniques that assassins have practiced hard all their lives turned into a joke in front of him.
