"Coffin?"

After hearing Wang Yong's request, Spoon felt that he couldn't understand Wang Yong more and more.

What to do with the coffin?

Do you want to practice evil martial arts like the evil characters in martial arts novels?

Before the spoon could express the doubts in his heart, Wang Yong took the initiative to explain: "Have you heard of Zuo Zongtang carrying the coffin and going on the expedition?"

Spoon nodded.

In the past, Zuo Zongtang was 68 years old and had been in the northwest for more than 10 years. Although he is energetic, he has been fighting horses for many years, and his body is overwhelmed after all. Due to the lack of adaptation to the water and soil, he was covered with rheumatism, itching constantly, and it was difficult to sleep at night.

Zuo Zongtang already had the problem of coughing up blood, which became more and more serious in the northwest, and sometimes when he got up in the morning, he vomited blood. He was even worried that his body would not be able to get out of the Jade Gate. But he knew very well that in order to claim back Ili, he had to go out on an expedition. Once the negotiations break down, I am afraid that the war with Russia will not end within a year or two, and even if I leave the Yumen Pass, it is difficult to say whether I will be able to come back alive.

At this juncture, Zuo Zongtang led more than 1,000 soldiers to leave the Suzhou base camp and march towards Hami. Zuo Zongtang, who was sick and went on the expedition, ordered someone to carry an empty coffin and follow behind him, showing his determination to die in battle.

This behavior greatly boosted the morale of the soldiers and succeeded in deterring the Russians.

"I think the same as him, this battle can only be successful, not lost. If you fail then, put me in a coffin. It is best to bring the ashes back to your hometown, if you can't bring them back, ......"

Wang Yong smiled slightly and looked at the sky outside.

"Just find a place to sprinkle. ”

"......" Spoon looked horrified. He vaguely guessed what Wang Yong wanted to do.

I want to persuade, but I really can't find a reason to persuade.

I could only grit my teeth and buy a coffin for Wang Yong.

So there was a strange scene in the convent of Santa Maria, where a coffin was placed in a living room, and the owner of the room was not unlucky.

After the coffin was placed in the room, Wang Yong began to retreat. Except for three meals a day, neither Spoon nor Yuan Lin could see Wang Yong.

No one knows what Wang Yong is doing inside.

In the closed room, Wang Yong looked dignified with his upper body.

What he's going to do is simple and crazy. That is to fuse the heart of the King of Soldiers with the Blood Burning Rose!

This is something that Aberham wants to do, but it is definitely not something that Aberham wants to do personally.

Abraham had a large number of dead men in his hands, and those men were controlled by Abraham and had almost been trained to be Abraham's dogs.

Abraham told them to bite whomever they wanted, and let them die. Dave is a living example of this.

Using this group of people to conduct fusion experiments, although they are sure to fail. But with a lot of experience, Abraham was able to come up with a relatively safe approach.

It's just that it is not known how many lives that method will be based on.

Now Wang Yong wants to test it himself, and he is willing to be the first test product!

It is almost predictable that what awaits Wang Yong will inevitably be failure.

But Wang Yong didn't seem to know this ending, he just quietly looked at the Burning Blood Rose exercise, thinking about the possibility of integrating this exercise with the mind of the King of Soldiers.

The Blood Burning Rose is actually similar to the Soldier King's intentions in nature, both of which stimulate the potential of the human body.

It's just that the Blood Burning Rose is too violent, and the effect is too fast for the human body to bear.

Just like the commonly believed difference between Chinese medicine and Western medicine, Chinese medicine is slow to work but relatively safe, while Western medicine is quick to work but is prone to side effects. Wang Yong now needs to create a Chinese and Western synthetic medicine to take the advantages of both.

It not only has the violent effect of the blood-burning rose, but also has the control of the heart of the king of soldiers to ensure that the body will not be blown up.

But how easy is it to say?

Wang Yong stared at the Burning Blood Rose for a full afternoon, but he couldn't find a reliable method, even if it was only theoretical.

There are all kinds of indications that the violence of the Burning Blood Rose is simply impossible for humans to control!

Unless the physical strength reaches a certain level, it becomes an iron kettle, and no matter how much the steam boils, it can't break through the wall of the kettle.

But will that kind of strong carrying capacity really exist in human beings? You must know that it is not only the body that will be stressed at that time, but also the spirit. Even the mental impact is even greater.

Many of the physical limits of human beings are basically broken through by spirit, rather than theoretical physical strength.

It is even more important to have a strong spirit.

"It looks like it's going to be a gamble. Wang Yong, who had been sitting all afternoon, suddenly opened his mouth and muttered.

A decisive glint flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he closed the Burning Blood Rose tome and walked to the corner.

In the corner of the wall is a pair of shackles.

Similar to the shackles of executioners in ancient China, the head is locked with an iron plate made of stainless steel, and the body is wrapped with iron chains. The same steel plate under your feet is the same that traps your feet firmly. There are also two iron balls dragged on the heels, the volume is not large, but each iron ball weighs hundreds of pounds, like two small mountains standing in place.

Wang Yong unhurriedly put shackles on himself, tried to move, and the iron ball on his feet immediately reacted. A huge reverse force stopped Wang Yong's movements.

"It's ok. Wang Yong nodded.

This shackle was also created by Wang Yong with a spoon, and the style was completely modeled after a character in a fighting game.

Chen Guohan.

In the game setting, Chen Guohan is a prisoner with iron balls and chains tied all over his body, and the weapon that attacks his opponent is also the huge iron ball on his body.

Chen Guohan is a representative character with clumsy movements but super high attacks in the game, and his popularity is not low. This shackle was created for the reason of cosplay, otherwise it would definitely arouse suspicion.

Even so, this overly realistic cos prop also provoked complaints from the construction master.

After putting on the shackles, Wang Yong immediately stood still, and a crazy light in the depths of his eyes gradually began to jump.

In the next second, I heard the sound of a tsunami all over the room, wave after wave, instantly resounding throughout the space.

Wang Yong has only been better for two days, and he has even started to use the heart of the king of soldiers again!

And this time Wang Yong's goal is not one, nor two, but the legendary triple!

This is the fusion method that Wang Yong thought of after thinking about it repeatedly.

He wants to increase the carrying capacity of his body, so that he can withstand the violence of the Burning Blood Rose, and then control it with the mind of the King of Soldiers.

And the premise of all this is that Wang Yong must be able to withstand the impact of the three hearts!

If the spoon knew about Wang Yong's decision, he would definitely scold Wang Yong for going crazy.

From the birth of the King of Soldiers to the present, there is only one person who has pushed it to the triple!

And that person is also the founder of the King of Soldiers' minds, and he has a far better understanding of the King of Soldiers' minds.

Even so, it is said that the man will inevitably die in his golden age, because of the terrifying impact of the Triple Soldier King's heart.

Wang Yong is clearly looking for death!

But these points could not shake Wang Yong's mind at this moment, and he knew better than anyone the consequences of doing so.

He has a 70 percent chance of dying in the impact.

Is it just because you are afraid of death that you have to choose to be reluctant?

No, that's not the choice a true Chinese literati should make!

The real Chinese literati have the integrity of the civil and military officials of the Southern Song Dynasty!

In the second year of Xiangxing in the Southern Song Dynasty, the remnants of the Southern Song Dynasty and the Yuan army launched a sea battle that lasted more than 20 days in the Yamen sea area, with both sides investing more than 500,000 troops and 2,000 warships.

On the morning of the sixth day of the first month of February, the sea area of Yamen was stormy, the Yuan army launched a general attack, and the Song army fought a bloody battle until dusk, and was finally defeated. Taifu Zhang Shijie protected Empress Dowager Yang to stand out from the encirclement, while Lu Xiufu, the prime minister of Zuo, had no hope of breaking through with the young emperor, and carried the nine-year-old young emperor Zhao Yu to the sea and martyred.

With Lu Xiufu in front, the entire Great Song Dynasty harem and ministers also threw themselves into the sea to martyrdom, and on seven days, "more than 100,000 floating corpses came out of the sea". Empress Dowager Yang heard that Zhao Yu had died, went to the sea to die, and Zhang Shijie was buried on the seashore and was martyred in the sea. Song died.

More than 100,000 people committed suicide!

Just thinking about it makes people's scalp tingle, and I can't help but feel a sense of worship rising in my heart.

Many people always say that China was influenced by Confucian culture, and the literati were spineless, greedy for life and afraid of death. But do they know that 700 years ago, there were more than 100,000 Chinese subjects who would rather die than give in for that integrity? !

Could it be that the subjects of the Song Dynasty were not influenced by Confucian culture since childhood?

It's not the culture that's wrong, it's the people.

Wang Yong also has integrity in his heart. He should have died at the hands of Abraham, but it was Cecia who fought to save him.

And now that Cecia's body is still in the Fallen Angel Headquarters, if Wang Yong escapes, he doesn't even dare to take back his woman's body, is he still a man?

Wang Yong would rather die, and he will never allow himself to have this kind of stain on himself!

In that case, the grandfather under Jiuquan will not forgive him!

Buzz, as Wang Yong's thoughts became more and more firm, the heart of the king of soldiers was quickly pushed by Wang Yong from one to two, and the bottom of the two to the peak.

This is the limit that Wang Yong can reach at present, and it is difficult for Wang Yong to withstand it further.

Even now, Wang Yong is still trembling all over his body and sweating coldly. This all shows that the double peak has caused a huge load on Wang Yong's body, and it is very dangerous to forcibly push it up.

But Wang Yong gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and once again pushed without fear of death.

Rumble!

It was as if a tsunami exploded in the room, and huge waves swept in the sea. Waves tens of meters high are enough to swallow everything and smash everything in the sea.

Human beings are incomparably small and helpless in front of it.

Wang Yong felt a sharp buzz suddenly erupt in his ears, as if the eardrum had been shattered.

After that, I couldn't hear any sound anymore, just endless pain and stress.

The bones of the whole body were rattled by the impact, as if they would crack in the next second.

There was a violent force surging in his body repeatedly, and each time it surged as if it had been run over by a giant truck, and it was painful.

"Ahh

The shackle steel plate that was originally bound to his arms was suddenly deformed by Wang Yong in this shout.

The half-finger-thick steel plate was made of tofu, and it became extremely fragile under Wang Yong's fierce struggle, and began to twist and flip.