Chapter 283: National Martyrdom
The officer thought that his sneak attack would be a great success, but he didn't expect the bullet to be blocked.
The human body can actually block bullets??
He thought that he had been friends with Huaxia since the Tang Dynasty and should know Huaxia very well, but at this time, he realized that their understanding of Huaxia was so unfamiliar.
At the moment, he has only one thought, to live.
is not to live for himself, but to tell the people in China the news, and tell them that they can provoke anyone in their lives, and never offend Huaxia again.
They can't bear the consequences.
"Poof!"
However, he didn't have this opportunity, a sound came, his head exploded, and Yang Lucicada, who appeared in front of him at some point, slowly withdrew his palm.
The soldiers near the officers of the island country retreated several meters away, looking at Yang Lucian's eyes full of fear.
This man ······ When did this man appear in front of him, and why didn't they feel it at all?
Could it be that this man has the ability to teleport?
It's terrifying, this is not a human! This is the god of China!
Oh my God, why is Huaxia so favored by the gods, there are gods to protect the empire, and where have our gods gone?
Angel, who was far away in the western heavens, suddenly sneezed, rubbed her nose, and said, "Who is sighing at me?"
"Anyway, it seems that there are soldiers in the mortal world who have invaded Huaxia recently? I wanted to persuade them not to provoke Huaxia, there are gods there, but it is a pity that the high-level people refused to let themselves contact mortals in advance in order to make a big faith power in the mortal world, I just hope that they can be lucky to survive. ”
"Kill!"
Yang Lucian looked at the remnants, did not spare the slightest hand, and immediately flew into the group of soldiers and killed them one by one.
For a time, like wolves and sheep, the soldiers had no power to fight back, and even gave up resistance long ago and let them be slaughtered.
Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, half of the people were slaughtered here by Yang Luchan.
It's not that Yang Luchan is ruthless, but in the face of this group of invaders, if you can't make them afraid, sooner or later they will invade again.
Besides, this time Yang Luchan was planning to fight with his life.
Yang Luchan's move was also successful, and among those who fled, I am afraid that they would not want to step into the demonic land of Huaxia in this life, and they would not even mention it again.
"Poof!"
When Yang Luchan harvested the last soldier, he turned to look up at the city wall weakly, looking at the group of soldiers, as if to say that the future is handed over to you.
The setting sun shone on Yang Luchan's blood, and below him, there were endless piles of corpses.
The corpses were piled up all over the city, and blood flowed everywhere, piling up into a small river.
Endless blood, smearing the entire outside of the city with a layer of vivid blood red.
The soldiers on the city wall were dumbfounded, staring blankly at the straight figure in the sunset.
One person slaughtered tens of thousands!
Flying dragon in the sky!
The diamond cover iron cloth shirt can block bullets without being worn.
...............
This scene is too shocking and incredible.
They knew that Yang Luchan's martial arts were very powerful, and they were called Yang Invincible, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful.
This......... It's no different from a god!
"Master!"
While these people were in a daze, a trembling voice rang out.
It was the previous disciple who saw that the master's state was not right at this time, and immediately rushed out.
The soldiers also reacted and hurriedly followed.
However, when they came to Yang Luchan, they saw that the disciple was holding Yang Luchan, who was covered in blood, crying hysterically.
"Master, why, why did you leave me? Woo~~"
The sound of sobbing sounded outside the desolate city, and it seemed so lonely.
The soldiers felt unacceptable, but they didn't expect Yang Luchan to pass away as soon as he showed his strong strength.
Thinking of this, many soldiers solemnly gave a military salute to Yang Luchan.
After that, the officer looked at the disciple who was still crying, and comforted: "Yang Daxia sacrificed his life for the country, the court will definitely reward him, please mourn and change!"
The disciple did not respond, but picked up Yang Luchan's body and walked towards the city step by step.
The officer looked at the disciple's figure as he walked away, sighed, and didn't say anything.
Three days later, Yang Lu collapsed, and the capital was shocked!
Half a month later, the whole world was shocked.
With the news of Yang Luchan's death, and the news that Yang Luchan killed tens of thousands of soldiers and protected the safety of the entire capital also spread all over the country, and also made the people of the world admire Yang Luchan.
A large number of people in the rivers and lakes have targeted Yang Luchan and want to learn from him.
For a time, the voice of defending against foreign enemies intensified.
However, the Yang disciples are becoming more and more low-key.
It's just that after hearing about the death of the master immortal, he went to the funeral, and then he was never seen again.
There were many dignitaries and dignitaries who attended the funeral, high-level people, and even Cixi were present and praised Yang Luchan for a while.
In front of everyone, Cixi posthumously crowned Yang Luchan as the martial emperor of China on the spot, guarded the security of China's homeland, and posthumously named him the marquis of Wu, whose status is comparable to that of the prince, but hereditary.
However, Yang Luchan couldn't hear it anymore.
The funeral was vigorous, and it was held for seven days and seven nights, and the people who came and went were endless.
People in the rivers and lakes all over the world learned the news and came here to worship Yang Luchan one after another.
Wudang, Shaolin, Quanzhen, Qingcheng and other major sects also came here to express their respect and admiration for Yang Luchan's behavior.
And showed that with these martial arts sects, they will definitely uphold Yang Luchan's will, protect the family and defend the country, and swear not to let foreigners invade.
Almost all the people in the world came to pay homage to Yang Luchan.
Even a gentleman surnamed Sun visited in secret.
But so many people visited, but few of Yang Luchan's friends at the same time came.
Just like Dong Haichuan and others, they passed away decades ago, which has to be said to be a big regret for China and a big regret for the world.
Seven days later
The crowd dispersed, and the courtyard of Nuoda became deserted in an instant.
Many senior brothers looked at the disciple who still looked sad and said, "Chen Zhen, our senior brothers have decided to obey the master's orders, and from now on, they will remain incognito and never contact each other again." ”
"What about you? What are you going to do?"
Chen Zhen looked at Yang Luchan in the coffin, clenched his fists, and said in a firm tone: "I want to join the Boxer Rebellion and defend against foreign enemies." ”
"Alas, remember to stay safe. ”
The brothers did not persuade him, knowing that this little junior brother who started the latest was the most affectionate to the master.
He has always treated his master like a father, how could he be indifferent to watching his master die?
"Before that, you send the master to Wuzhi Mountain first. The senior brother suddenly spoke.
"Five Finger Mountain?"
Chen Zhen looked at the senior brother with a puzzled face, and said, "What is the place of Wuzhi Mountain?"