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Looking at the shadowy figure behind the village, and the whimpering voice in a low voice, Lu Yuan was silent for a while, and then turned around and left.

Those villagers who naturally survived, now that the fire has been extinguished, those people linger behind the village, just because they are afraid of Lu Yuan, they dare not return to the village.

"Hurry up and pack up some soft and go away! Yuan people will come to revenge tomorrow! Hurry up! Hurry up! ”

Standing at the entrance of the village, Lu Yuan roared three times before turning around and leaving.

Finding a hidden place at random, Lu Yuan stopped to heal his injuries.

After a long time, the sky was slightly bright, Lu Yuan stood up with his sleeves brushed, the bleeding from the wound had stopped, and the internal injuries were healed.

"I thought I would have to wait twenty years", Lu Yuan looked at the rising sun and muttered to himself.

"But I found that I could wait, but those grass people under the iron hooves couldn't!"

After saying this, Lu Yuan turned around and walked down the hillside, and at the end of the road, there was already a large area of smoke and dust rising.

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A few days later, most of them were less than 100 miles away.

Lu Yuan stood under the tree covered in blood, lying down the twenty or so Yuan soldiers all around. Looking at the Qingshuang Sword that had been folded into two sections, Lu Yuan sighed. It's a pity for the big brother's heart. It's just that although this sword is good, after more than a dozen battles with him, his life span has finally come to an end.

Lu Yuan casually hung the commander's saber on his waist, and picked out a few intact sabers to hang on the horse's back. After the end, he put the Qingshuang sword that was broken in two into the scabbard, and hit it under the root of the tree, and he will find it again in the future.

After resting under the tree for only half an hour, the sound of the hooves of the Yuan soldiers and cavalry came from the distance. Lu Yuan got up, turned over his horse, picked up another horse, took a deep look in the direction of Yuan Dadu, and rode his horse to the north.

In the past few days, he has given up his thoughts of going south and killed all the way towards Yuan Dadu. When encountering a large group of centaurs, he naturally hid far away, but as long as there were less than twenty centaurs, he would not hesitate to swing his sword and kill. Along the way, they either killed messengers and patrolmen, or assassinated Mongolian nobles, or burned the grain and grass of the Yuan people.

The Yuanren court's sea catching documents were sprinkled like snowflakes, and the soldiers were chasing after him, but seeing him flickering all the way, fighting and going straight to Dadu, even the Yuan nobles in Dadu panicked.

At this time, the Mongols had been in charge of the Central Plains for nearly 70 years, and they were no longer the Mongolian cavalry that crossed Europe and Asia. Most of the Mongol aristocracy was even more corrupt and degenerate than the Han bureaucracy at the end of the Song Dynasty. It's just that there are still some Mongolian nobles like the two people in Xiangyang, who worship their ancestors with outstanding military achievements and are diligent in military training, so Mongolia still has some elites.

Nowadays, these troops are attracted to the periphery of the capital because of the distance of the land. Strictly defend it, as if facing a great enemy.

The total number of Yuan troops assassinated by Lu Yuan is only more than 100 people, and the highest official position is no more than 1,000 households, which can be said to be a skin problem. But if he really rushed into the capital of Yuan, even if he slashed a sword at the city gate, it would be a serious political event, and hundreds of officials would not be able to stop!

As a result, Lu Yuan suddenly turned around and headed north less than a hundred miles away from Dadu, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This thing is like a thunderbolt, it really kicks and blows, and it doesn't necessarily kill anyone. Therefore, under the tacit understanding of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, no one played the game, keeping the emperor in the dark, only as if this person did not exist.

Secretly, it is inevitable to transfer troops to chase and kill.

It was in this kind of killing and fleeing that Lu Yuan entered the Mongolian steppe.

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Lu Yuan likes to use swords, and he also likes swordsmanship.

But he had to use a knife.

Because the knife is more in line with the needs of the battlefield. The heavy back of the knife makes it difficult to break the knife, and the swing is more powerful, while the sword does not work. On the battlefield, he hardly uses any subtle moves, other than slashing and slashing.

The blade, which used to jump and dodge, now only turns on one side, leaving it with a shallow wound, and then taking the opportunity to kill the enemy.

There is no need to stab, because the thorn will make the blade get stuck in the human body, and consume more energy, which is the foundation of survival.

He didn't know any knife skills, he just learned the knife skills of the Mongols. Learn the Mongols to cut the side of the neck, learn the Mongols to cut the ribs, and also learn to stretch out the saber diagonally when charging, and pull out a long bleeding wound on the enemy's body.

He learned to ride horses, as proficient as those races on horseback.

Before that, he had stabbed the buttocks of more than two dozen horses and killed hundreds of them.

Now he can fight on horseback, sleep on horseback, and read books and practice martial arts on horseback.

Yes, he is still practicing martial arts.

In battle, the sword broke him with his knife, and the sword broke him with his fist. Then he suddenly remembered that he still had the most ruthless and exquisite kung fu in the world, Tianshan Folding Plum Hand!

So he began to practice martial arts on horseback.

I learned the tricks in the morning, went to fight at noon, and by the evening the tricks were as proficient as carved into the bones. Tianshan Folding Plum Hand is worthy of being known as a mastery that can turn all kinds of martial arts into moves. There are less than 400 basic types in total, covering almost all the martial arts in the world - or rather, all postures that conform to human body mechanics.

Whether it is the Shaolin Three Fists (Shaolin, Luohan Boxing and Shaolin Changquan), or the Eight Palms of the Dragon Descending, the Quanzhen Swordsmanship, the Fourteen Steps of Ling Bo, or those moves that he saw by chance in Shaolin, or those big road goods that he saw during the competition, they are all integrated into the hands of Tianshan Zhemei. Every day when he has free time, he will constantly compare with his hands, play tricks with people who don't exist, and realize new truths from time to time.

He grew more and more fond of hand-to-hand combat. Lu Yuan was born dexterous, his speed and endurance were far beyond ordinary people, and his internal strength was profound. Once he is allowed to get close, under the exquisite move of Tianshan Folding Plum's hand, he can tear his flesh like a tiger, or he can send people back to the West with a light finger. Yuan soldiers can still rely on bows and arrows and sabers to attack in the distance, and they are almost powerless to parry at close range!

It's just that at this time, whether it is a fist or a knife technique, it is all full of killing and ruthlessness. When I returned to Shaolin, I was afraid that I would have to suffer a family law.

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Mongolia is the fundamental land of the Yuan people.

It's just that the tribal chieftaincy system of the Yuan people is decided, even if the Mongols win the world, they only enjoy the tribes of the nobles and the golden family. Most of the Mongols still grazed horses on the steppe, providing horses and soldiers for the Golden Family, while living in the same poverty as in the past.

It's just that the pasture is more extensive.

As soon as Lu Yuan entered the grassland, his methods became more and more violent.

Assassinate the chiefs and shamans of the tribe, burn the grain, and let the herding horses, cattle and sheep go. When he left, the pursuers who came later would search again, and those people did not bring any baggage at all, and since they had returned to their hometown, of course they had to go to whose house to eat.

Therefore, the tribe that has been ravaged by Lu Yuan will hardly be able to survive this winter.