"My lord, since you know that this is a plan set up by the Japanese and want to lead your lord into battle, why do you want to forcibly send troops?"

Along the way, Lin Feng's face was gloomy, what was the victory or defeat, Lin Feng was not sure at all, and Xiao He on the side couldn't help but ask.

At this time, the three-way soldiers and horses quickly advanced according to the route arranged by Lin Feng, in addition to the elite of Jinyiwei, there was also a martial arts group camp behind them.

Xiao He has been by Lin Feng's side for more than three years, and he understands Lin Feng's personality, and he will definitely not change his original intention because those martial arts people make such a fuss, there must be a reason.

Lin Feng smiled indifferently, "The husband has something to do and not to do something, if these Japanese robbers leave the border of the Ming Dynasty so smoothly, the Ming Dynasty will have no peace from now on, and the land of the Ming Dynasty will only be disturbed by the Japanese invaders. ”

"Got it."

Lin Feng showed a smile on his face, and Tang Niu on the side was happy, "Brother Lin said it well, our land, why can the widows come when they want, and leave if they want, if they don't beat him for a dog's day, we can still call a man." ”

"This battle is not normal, you brothers should be careful to deal with it."

"Don't worry, sir."

The three teams came out together, Gao Yun and Luo Meng each led a team, these two generals were later recruited by Lin Feng, although the ability to fight cannot be compared with Sun Buer, they can be regarded as a fierce general.

At this time, there were only a few hundred wounded soldiers left in the city and a new army that had joined temporarily, and the defense force was extremely limited, and if this battle was not successful, these Japanese would be able to drive straight in, and from here to all the towns in the capital would be poisoned by the Japanese pirates.

Lin Feng clenched the embroidered spring knife in his hand, this battle has been waiting for too long, no matter what the purpose is, this battle cannot be avoided, every time he sees the people of the Ming Dynasty, Lin Feng's inner anger is completely transformed into a war will, at this time, this kind of war spirit can no longer be suppressed, it is no longer important for the success or failure of today's victory, just like the heroes behind him, at this moment, everyone is fighting for the Ming Dynasty.

"Kill."

Taking advantage of the night, the three people approached quickly, as the flag was raised, the torches were lit one after another, at that moment, the main force of 30,000 quickly entered the camp of the Japanese invaders, and in an instant, the screams continued.

Gao Yun and Luo Meng led men and horses to attack from both sides, and Sun Buer's border army had the most fierce firepower, and a burst of fire entered it, and the camp tent of the Japanese invaders suddenly burst into thick smoke.

What makes the Japanese Invaders jealous the most is precisely the iron cavalry of the Ming Dynasty, Sun Buer took the lead in the Japanese camp with a big gun in his hand, don't look at the veteran who is already nearly a hundred and a half years old, and the momentum of the rush to kill is not lost to those young generals behind him.

The Great Tent of the Wakos

The white-haired old man smiled, shouting and killing on all sides, the strength of the offensive was indeed unexpected, he didn't expect that Lin Feng would get tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in such a short period of time, of course, in terms of troops, it was still the Japanese who had an absolute advantage.

"Your Excellency."

A person quickly ran in and knelt on the ground, and the white-haired old man opened his eyes, "How many people are coming from the other party?" ”

"Judging by the offensive, it should be more than thirty thousand."

"Very good, this is already all the main forces of the Daming border army, let these people completely disappear here and ignite the fire."

With the order of the white-haired old man, a huge pillar of fire rose in the middle of the camp of the Japanese Invaders, and with a loud roar, the entire night sky instantly lit up.

This kind of ambush war is precisely a psychological advantage, the side that chooses the night attack is originally the dominant side, because the use of the night, taking advantage of the other party's unpreparedness to quickly enter, so that the balance of victory is completely inclined to the side of the night attack, once rushed in and found that it was just an empty camp inside, and then the shouts of killing all around, even if the ambush outside was far less than these people who attacked at night, because of the panic in the heart, at this time, these people who rushed into the camp became the losing side from their own chaos.

The white-haired old man knew this, in addition to weapons, there was also a treasured book in his big tent, and the author of this book happened to be a person here, only to see four big characters written on it, Sun Tzu's Art of War.

The torches on the entire Daming border are bright, and the ninjas and widows who are ambushed on the periphery are armed with weapons to kill, if it weren't for Lin Feng's previous arrangement, the three roads of people and horses have been surrounded in the middle at this time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'll leave it to you."

"Lord Lin rest assured."

More than 2,000 people in the martial arts array, at this time everyone did not hesitate to fight to the death, of course, among these people martial arts are high and low, many of the disciples of the strength and the same as the Japanese Kou, completely under the ninja, some elite disciples of the strength is relatively high, the heads of each faction are good hands.

"Kill."

As the Japanese approached, the heads of each faction led their disciples to kill, only to see their palms flying, bamboo sticks moving together, long swords flashing dazzling light, and the heroes entered in an instant, the momentum was amazing, and the Japanese who rushed in front fell to the ground one after another.

These Japanese robbers were not accustomed to these martial arts masters who were suddenly approaching, and there was a big monk standing in the camp of the Japanese robbers, with a burly body and fat trembling, and at a glance they saw that there was also a monk in the camp in front of them.

The fierce monk's eyes suddenly lit up, don't forget, he was also a disciple of Shaolin monks before, but he couldn't stand the rules in the temple, and finally turned out of the temple and became a fierce monk.

"Wow, that guy handed over to the poor monk."

The fat monk screamed strangely, and the road in front of him was blocked by the widows, the big monk had a hot temper, and pushed out with both palms, and the two widows in front flew out directly.

The fierce monk saw the monk in front of the Shaolin camp, worthy of the authentic martial arts, each palm emitted a hidden dragon and tiger sound, the wolf in front of him could not get close at all, and the Shaolin warrior monk behind him went out with a long stick to attack and defend.

Rubbing, followed by two crisp sounds, the fierce monk suddenly rushed to the front, and pushed out with his palms, the person who practiced martial arts, watched the six roads and listened to the eight directions, and the fat monk jumped over at the same time, the Shaolin monk had already noticed it.

I didn't expect that there was such a scum in the wokou, so ruining the reputation of the Shaolin monks, this kind of person must not be spared, and he used 120% of his strength in his palms.

Kicking and kicking, the fat monk took a few steps back one after another, and his body hit a widow, and the widow flew out directly, and the strength of the palm that the two of them just faced can be imagined.

"Little bald donkey, you have some ability, the Buddha won't kill you today, and he will never give up, wow." The fierce monk suffered a loss, thinking that he had been hacked to death by Lin Weiwei before, this great monk suddenly became ferocious.

Shaolin monks don't dare to be careless, don't look at the big monk's wide body and fat, his movements are extremely flexible, and the strength on his palms is amazing, the competition between the two is not as simple as simple fists and feet, so that the monks can't imagine that the other party uses the same Shaolin authentic exercises.

"Where did you come from, why do you know my Shaolin technique!" The monk pushed out with a palm, and the person changed his trick in mid-air, and the fierce monk seemed to have expected that the other party would use this trick, after all, he was too familiar with Shaolin's palm technique.

The fierce monk's figure retreated, avoiding the opponent's palm, and the two figures fell to the ground, at this time, as the ninjas hidden in the camp of the Japanese invaded, the two sides fell into a bitter battle, and there were more and more corpses on the ground.

The fierce monk snorted coldly, "What kind of bullshit Shaolin palm technique, these are what Lao Tzu usually uses to beat people." The great monk looked fierce and looked at the monk in front of him with a look of disdain.

To be able to practice such martial arts, the status of Shaolin disciples is certainly not low, of course, the final cultivation is to look at Buddhism rather than martial arts, Shaolin's martial arts and other sects are different, completely based on Buddhism, Shaolin seventy-two stunts, each of which is earth-shattering, but unfortunately, it is extremely difficult to master one of them, because only the comprehension of Buddhism can resolve the anger on the moves, and only in this way can we finally comprehend the true meaning of martial arts.

Martial arts are not used to kill.

"Catch the punch."

The Shaolin monk clasped his hands together, and at that moment, the momentum on his body changed, and the fierce monk was much older than the monk in front of him, so even if he was from a temple, it was normal for the monk not to know the monk.

The monk's moves changed, and he actually used the simplest Shaolin long fist, which was the boxing method for Shaolin disciples to get started, and the fierce monk snorted coldly, originally thought it was a great stunt, but he didn't expect to look down on himself so much.

The fierce monk still uses his best palm technique, smashing out with one palm, the opponent's fist has arrived, just before the fierce monk's palm power is issued, there is no way, the fierce monk can only change his moves, his palms change, and the opponent's fist is almost attacked at the same time as the second palm.

Although this kind of long fist is simple, but the speed is faster, the big monk sighed, the second palm still can't be issued, that kind of taste must be uncomfortable, the opponent's third punch has been issued.

The big monk's head has already seen sweat, and the opponent's long fist just restrained the fierce monk's palm, at this moment, the fierce monk can completely turn into a fist, at least not lose to the other party in moves.

The disciples of Shaolin have their own strengths, just like those warrior monks with long sticks in the back, they are good at the stick method of the courtyard, with the long stick in hand, and they are not at all inferior in the face of the Japanese who are holding scimitars.

"I'm mad at me."

A punch came, the monk simply did not hide, this great monk has both internal and external skills, although Lin Feng's knife was not issued with all his strength, it only hurt the belly of the great monk, it is enough to see how strong the external strength of the fierce monk should be.

Seeing the big monk's belly straight, the monk couldn't help frowning, this kind of exercise must have a cover door, each person's luck method is different, and the position of the cover door is also different.

Therefore, it was useless to just hit the stomach with his fists, and the monk sped up his fists, removed the force from above, and hit the fat monk a few times in a row, which felt like a monkey scratching an elephant a few times.

The fierce monk laughed, "With this little ability, I still want to hurt your Buddha." ”

The great monk grabbed forward violently, the monk's figure retreated, and his toes turned with it, and at that moment, he instantly reached the side of the great monk, almost the same as the first time, and his fists fell on the stomach, waist, and ribs of the great monk like a storm.

The big monk grabbed his left hand back, turned around with his body, and then saw that the Shaolin monk had jumped up, this opportunity was just right, as the body jumped, the big monk bulged a bag behind his neck, the monk's eyes lit up, and his fist went straight to the back of the monk's neck and smashed down.

That is the vital point of the human body, so those who practice martial arts must be extra careful, and at this time, it is too late for the fierce monk to hear the voice and want to change his moves.

"Ahh

With a scream, as the punch fell heavily, the great monk's body fell down, there was the fierce monk's valve, and the force of the fist hit directly, even if he didn't die, his kung fu would be wasted.

"Amitabha."

The monk's figure fell, looking at the big monk who fell to the ground with his palms in front of him, at this time, there was no time to say anything, because the fierce face in front of him had already rushed over with a knife.