At this time, more than half of the prisoners in the "death camp" had been killed or wounded.

Looking at the black and oppressive enemies around him, Yue Fan felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Calm down, calm down...... I still can't do enough. ”

The corners of Yue Fan's mouth were bitter, if he hadn't rushed into the depths of the enemy army in a moment of excitement, he would not have fallen into such a desperate situation. It's good now, you can't advance or retreat, even if your physical strength recovers quickly, but after all, you can't consume it endlessly. What's more, embattled, I don't know how many times more difficult than usual.

"If you go on like this, even if you don't get killed, you will have to die of exhaustion...... If you can kill the enemy with minimal effort...... Effortless, right, labor-saving!"

In the midst of danger, Yue Fan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered the knife technique.

Perhaps only those who have experienced the battlefield know that kung fu on the rivers and lakes has no chance to play here, because the killing on the field has always been straightforward, and naked fighting, which will give you a chance to breathe. But Yue Fan has always believed that as long as it is useful to himself, that is the best, so he has "New Capture Eighteen Dozen" and the knife moves he comprehended on the battlefield last time.

"What kind of knife technique can save effort and kill the enemy?"

While waving his sword, he pondered the use of the sword......

After many repeated attempts, Yue Fan suddenly realized!

It turns out that the knife technique that is really practical on the battlefield is actually the simplest and most direct action. Although his moves are also very simple, but in the past, he paid too much attention to the play of power against the enemy, but he did not understand the control of power, so that he could swing a knife over, but he had the power of two knives, and if he fought alone, he might have a good effect, but for group battles on the battlefield, it was just a lot of effort in vain. After all, these are ordinary warriors, not masters of the rivers and lakes.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt reasonable, so Yue Fan slowly adjusted his pace and changed his attack method, and the first thing to do was to control his strength.

On the battlefield, in a dangerous place, who would dare to try to understand the tricks lightly? If you don't have extraordinary confidence in your own martial arts, then you are an ignorant person who will do this.

Yue Fan has neither extraordinary martial arts, nor is he an ignorant person, let alone the idea of looking for death. It's just that at this moment, he has no way out. To live, you can only work miracles on your own. Because, only those who have hovered on the edge of life and death can understand that the stronger people are, the more they want to live, so they will fight desperately, hoping to hold on to that little hope of survival.

Most of the time, death has nothing to do with courage.

......

In the center of the battlefield, Yue Fan Khan was raining down, and he was bitter in his heart. The control power is not as simple as imagined, if the knife is swung heavily, Lang will have to exert effort, and if the knife is light, it will not be able to kill the enemy, and when he swings the knife again, the enemy's weapon has already fallen on him. In such a battle, the physical consumption is even greater than just now.

Little by little, time passed......

In the enemy formation, Yue Fan didn't know how many people he had killed, and he didn't know how many knives he had suffered, no part of his clothes was intact, his snow-white hair was red with blood, and the sweat on his body was mixed with blood, which looked a little hideous and terrifying from a distance.

The endless killing had already exhausted Yue Fan physically and mentally, and if it weren't for the persistent belief in his heart, I'm afraid he would have fallen long ago. Although Yue Fan was covered in blood and had countless knife wounds, his body's super healing ability made him feel a glimmer of confidence.

......

The battle between the two sides has entered a white-hot stage, and if it continues to fight, it will only be Lang's troops.

Outside the battlefield, the person on Mo Zheng's side spoke: "Boss, the time is just right, and you can collect the troops." ”

Mo Zheng nodded slightly when he heard this, indicating at the same time.

"Collect the troops—"

"Boom!"

"Knock-knock-knock-"

......

When Yue Fan's hands became heavier, he suddenly heard the order to withdraw the troops and remembered it, and his spirit immediately perked up! Opportunity, this is an opportunity, as long as you hold on for a moment, a moment......

Seeing hope in his heart, Yue Fan waved his double knives at all costs and rushed towards the outside of the enemy group.

The explosion of potential made Yue Fan rush out very smoothly, but the violent consumption also made his tired body even more overwhelmed. Fortunately, at this time, the enemy army also called in to withdraw his troops, otherwise the enemy would chase after him, and there would be one more corpse on the ground.

......

In the "death camp", all the prisoners were resting, and each of them was scarred, lightly covered with knife wounds, and the serious hands and feet were mutilated, which can be imagined as a tragic war.

After Dong Yu, Xu Jie and Huang Zhenfeng took care of their wounds, they walked towards Yue Fan's tent, but when they saw Yue Fan dressed in bright red and sitting weakly on the ground, their hearts couldn't help but be shocked.

Which of them is not a person in the killing field of life and death, it is normal for his body to be stained with blood, but when he saw Yue Fan's current appearance, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. After all, seeing a sixteen-year-old boy sitting on the ground covered in blood, no matter who sees such a scene, his heart will not be calm.

Xu Jie was about to step forward, but Dong Yu and Huang Zhenfeng hurriedly grabbed him and said, "It looks like he is pranayama, let's not disturb him, we'll come back when he wakes up." Then he walked out of the camp.

......

After Yue Fan returned to the camp, he reported his arrival and returned to the camp alone.

Glancing lightly at the empty tent, Yue Fan felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. But now is not the time to sigh, so I immediately straightened my mood, sat down and began to cultivate......

Of course, Yue Fan knew that Dongyu was coming, but he didn't have time to care about it now.

Now Yue Fan's body is very bad, even more serious than the battle with Feng Impermanence a few years ago. The breath in his body is chaotic, and the qi of the seven emotions has become extremely thin, and the meridians of the whole body have different degrees of cracks.

Now Yue Fan can only rely on the "Heart Sutra" to restore the vitality in his body little by little. The only thing that gave him comfort was that his mental power had recovered, and it was even bigger than before.

However, Yue Fan was still a little worried, because he felt that his spiritual power seemed to be different from the past, but he couldn't say what it was, he only vaguely felt that it was related to the murderous aura on the battlefield.

In order to prevent the accident from happening again, Yue Fan put down his own practice and observed the changes in his spiritual power while reciting Buddhist scriptures silently.

In the middle of the sea of knowledge, a gray air mass is hovering in the center. Yue Fan had never entered here before, and was slightly stunned, then recovered. According to the "Book of Medicine", "Zhihai is formed in a certain mental state, and although everyone has it, not everyone can enter it." There is no limitation of time and space to know the sea, it can be as big as Sumeru and as small as mustard seeds, which is very wonderful."

"Could it be that spiritual power?" Yue Fan saw the gray gas in the sea of knowledge, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.

......

After observing for a while, there was still no change in his spiritual power, and Yue Fan's mind moved, trying to control it. But when he came into contact with that gas, he suddenly had a heavy feeling in his heart, this was the first time Yue Fan felt the existence of spiritual power, although it was heavy, but it was extremely fulfilling.

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―――――――――――― the Imperial Castle of Kyoto, above the central hall, is the center where the highest power in the world gathers.

Today, Zi is lazily sitting on the purple dragon chair, leisurely tasting the fragrance of tea.

Glancing at the ministers below, Chongzhen talked and said, "Lin Zesheng, how is the situation of the riots in various places now?"

A minister on the left side of the main hall stood up and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the riots in various places have been suppressed, but ......"

Chongzhen frowned slightly, and said unhappily: "But what? Lin Shangshu will say it if he has something to say, don't swallow it." ”

Lin Shangshu hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, although the ** in various places has been suppressed, those remnant parties have been circulating everywhere, most of them have gathered in Shandong, and occupied the mountains to establish themselves as kings......"

"Smack-"

The white jade tea bowl was slammed to the ground by Chongzhen, smashed to pieces, and then reprimanded angrily: "What does the governor of Shandong do to eat? It's all bastards!"

Long Yan was furious, and the hearts of the ministers below trembled, and they all knelt down and said, "The emperor is angry...... The emperor was angry......"

Lin Shangshu continued: "The governor of Shandong has already transferred troops to suppress it, but that group of anti-thieves has resisted stubbornly, and there are many martial arts masters, so ......"

"That's enough!" Chongzhen interrupted: "Don't say anything useless, Lin Zesheng, as the secretary of the military department, what can you do to exterminate the rebels?"

Lin Shangshu said: "In fact, the most difficult thing to deal with is those people in the rivers and lakes, as long as we send more masters to go, I believe we will be able to wipe out the anti-thieves!"

At this time, an old man in a white shirt standing on the right echoed: "Lin Shangshu is right, Hengshan heard that King Song has many masters, as long as King Song can send some masters, I believe there will be no problem." ”

After pondering for a moment, Chongzhen hesitated: "What Taifu said is reasonable, it's just that King Song has been away from the court for many years, and I'm afraid it's not good to disturb now!"

Taifu Hengshan said respectfully: "The emperor doesn't need to worry, I heard that Qin Shoufu and King Song have a very good relationship, you can ask Lord Shoufu to go and persuade him, and for the sake of the country and the people, presumably King Song will not shirk the commission!"

Shoufu Qin Yu was stunned when he heard this, and he scolded in his heart, but on the surface, he still stood up with righteousness and said: "For the country and the people, the old minister believes that King Song will not shirk the commission!"

Chongzhen was immediately overjoyed and said, "Okay, since Qin Shoufu said so, then this matter of inviting cherry blossoms will trouble you." ”

"Minister?" Qin Yu was shocked when he heard this, and said, "This ...... But Lao Chen and King Song are not very familiar with each other!"

Chongzhen frowned, and said coldly: "Qin Shoufu is unwilling to worry about me?"

Qin Yu was now full of bitter water, but he couldn't refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "The old minister has the order." After saying that, he had no choice but to retreat.

Chongzhen and Hengshan looked at each other and smiled.

At this time, a herald hurriedly ran up to the main hall and said on the ground: "Tell the emperor that the border desert campaign has begun, and Marshal Mo sent someone to send the 'Order Arrow Book' to ask the emperor to take a look." ”

His Royal Highness's eunuch immediately went to take the 'Book of Arrows', examined it for a while, and then handed it to Chongzhen.

Chongzhen took the 'Lingjian Book' and looked at it, his brows furrowed, and he was furious in his heart: "Hmph! What a fool, I really thought that I couldn't cure you when I came to Pan at this time......?"

After thinking about it, Chongzhen turned to the ministers under the hall and said: "Military salaries are needed to fight in the border wilderness, I don't know what the public Weiqing family thinks?"

Hearing the emperor's question, the upper hall suddenly became lively.

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In ―――――――――――― Yu study, Chongzhen kept walking back and forth in the room, and his heart was irritable, and Taifu Hengshan stood aside with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was recuperating his spirits.

Chongzhen said angrily: "The border famine has been fighting for many years, I don't know how much food and salary the court has been missing, and now they still have the face to ask me for military salaries, why don't they apologize with death, do they still want me to stick to them, this group of people is really against the sky!"

Heng Shan said: "The emperor actually knows that the border wilderness cannot be defended, and the military salary cannot be ignored, so why should he be angry now?"

Chongzhen said: "Of course I know the current situation, but the border has been in the wilderness for many years, and the treasury has long been overwhelmed. At present, there are many disasters and famines in various places, and there are rebels and thieves making trouble, and many people in the DPRK and China are colluding together. With so much chaos, how can I calm the fire in my heart. He relieved his breath and said: "Although I am not a British monarch, I am also thinking about the common people in the world, but I am just ......" The words choked up when they came to their mouths, and they just sighed heavily.

"Why does the Emperor sigh?" a gentle voice came from outside the door.

Chongzhen's words perked up and hurriedly greeted him.

Outside the study, an old road fell from the sky and slowly fell, like a fairy.

The man was dressed in a fiery red gown, and even his hair and eyebrows were red, as if he were in a fire.

"National teacher, you are finally out of the customs. It's so good!" Chongzhen was overjoyed when he saw someone coming.

Heng Shan also said respectfully: "National Teacher!"

The national teacher bowed and said, "The emperor and the master are polite, let's go in and talk about it!"

Chongzhen's heart was relieved, and he said with a smile: "National teacher, please!" said and led the way into the study.

......

In the study, Chongzhen described the current situation and asked for opinions.

The national teacher nodded and said, "Now the country is suffering from internal and external troubles and famines, and it is indeed chaotic. However, the foundation of the Ming Dynasty has not been damaged, and the national capital is still there, so there is no need to worry. Although we will not participate in mundane things, we will definitely come forward when it is critical, and the emperor only needs to govern the world well. ”

Chongzhen naturally knew the national teacher's ability to reach the sky, and the forces behind the national teacher reassured him, so he also breathed a sigh of relief: "I must let the Ming Dynasty prosper and return the world to a peaceful and prosperous world." ”

In a tone full of pride, Chongzhen is full of confidence in the future.

The national teacher saw it in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

......

―――――――――――― borderlands.

In the military tent of the Daming camp, Mo Zheng and a middle-aged scholar were playing against each other, when the soldier interrupted outside the camp tent: "Boss, the emperor has replied, and the military salary will be delivered on the same day, I hope the commander can return triumphantly." ”

Hearing this, Mo was stunned and smiled outside the tent: "Okay, you go down first." Then he put a black spot in his hand on the chessboard and said to the middle-aged scholar: "Sir, it seems that I want to win this game." ”

The middle-aged scholar didn't care, and said with a smile: "The boss won this game, but the coach should not forget the overall situation in the world that day." ”

Mo Zheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Mr. is right, the emperor's power is not as simple as imagined, and the people in the worship court have not yet surfaced, it seems that the overall situation of the world is difficult to determine." ”

The middle-aged scholar nodded slightly.

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―――――――――――― Beishan Castle is small and can only be compared to ordinary towns, it is located in the middle of the border wilderness, and it is controlled by three major forces. Because of its concave terrain, it is rarely attacked by wind and sand, but such a small town is full of endless streams of people and caravans, and over time, it has become the calmest and most fruitful place in the border wilderness.

The hall of the only inn in the city was now crowded with people, who were not eating or resting, but discussing the war in the frontier wilderness.

In the other hut, there are three people with great backgrounds, they are the three tyrants of the border wilderness, Luo Wang Chu Fei, Sand King Ren Xiangjun, and Wind King Shan Yun.

......

In the tent of the "Death Battalion", Yue Fan was sitting upright on the ground, concentrating his mind and communicating with the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness, although he couldn't completely control it, he felt very cordial, like a part of his body. After making sure that there was no danger, Yue Fan let go of his attention to his mental power and devoted himself to the cultivation of his body.

I have to say that the magic of the vitality of life, when Yue Fan looked inward just now, the qi of the seven emotions in his body was still so weak and slow, but after only a while, the color of the qi of the seven emotions in his body became much thicker......

Foreign kung fu is a long process, Li Yun practiced such miraculous skills as "Dragon Pole Nine Changes", after more than ten years of life and death tempering on the battlefield, but only reached the realm of practicing Mahayana, it is conceivable that practicing this kind of kung fu is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear. It takes not only a lot of time and energy, but also a lot of perseverance and determination.

However, it is almost impossible to reach the peak of martial arts through practice and kung fu, at least there has been no such person in the martial arts, so you must have the courage to face failure.

People are often afraid to move forward in the face of the unknown, so they are accustomed to following the footsteps of their predecessors, and few people can jump out of this shackle. Yue Fan has not been afraid of the unknown future, nor has he not felt fear, but his unyielding character gives him the courage to dare to challenge the unknown.

Although physical training is a long and arduous process, and there is no direction and cannot be followed, Yue Fan feels that the unknown represents infinite possibilities, so he is full of hope for the future. This is not only because of his strange physique and ability, but more importantly, he has always believed that as long as he pays, he will definitely gain. Sometimes, a small belief in the heart can bring infinite power to people.

Yue Fan breathed in the elegant and faint breath in the air, and felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart. He called this breath the vitality of heaven and earth, because so far he didn't know why he absorbed such a breath when he exhaled, only that this breath could not only make himself refreshed, but also be absorbed by the qi of the seven emotions, which was really mysterious.

After the vitality entered Yue Fan's body, some of it spread to the surrounding areas, and the other part was absorbed by the qi of the seven emotions, and then repaired the injured meridians through the qi of the seven emotions and tempered his physical body......

An hour has passed, Yue Fan's physical strength has now recovered, but the Qi of the Seven Emotions in his body is only half of what it used to be, and the recovery speed is not as fast as just now, it seems that it can not be recovered in a moment and a half, and he can't help but feel a little discouraged in his heart.

Yue Fan knew that there were some things that he couldn't rush to, so he let go of the anxiety in his heart, got up and walked outside the tent. But as soon as he walked out of the tent, he saw Dongyu and the three of them walking towards this side.

"Hehe, it's great that we're all alive!" Xu Jie stepped forward and gave Yue Fan a bear hug.

Yue Fan's heart warmed, and he said softly: "It's not easy to live, but we will definitely get out alive!"

Dong Yu stepped forward and said, "Yue Fan is right, we will definitely be able to get out alive." We still have a lot of work to do. There was an unquestionable firmness in his tone.

Xu Jie and Huang Zhenfeng also nodded heavily.

"Hahaha-"

The four looked at each other and smiled.

......

―――――――――――― blink of an eye, a month passed.

The battlefield is still a battlefield, the killing is still the killing, and perhaps only the dead and the time will change. Yue Fan had long been accustomed to this life of blood and fire, but he did not feel numb from the endless killing, on the contrary, when he saw the corpses on the ground, he understood the fragility of life more in his heart, and at the same time cherished it more.

There are still more than 3,000 people left in the "death battalion", and although they rush to the forefront of the battlefield every time they fight, they have not decreased as sharply as they did at the beginning, after all, the prisoners inside are all people who have been killed for a long time, and in terms of combat effectiveness, they are much stronger than ordinary regular troops. Moreover, hundreds of death row inmates are added every once in a while, so that the combat effectiveness of the "death battalion" is still very strong.

In the baptism of fire several times, Yue Fan had already controlled his strength to the point of doing whatever he wanted, although the physical exertion on the battlefield was still very large, he could at least save his life.

In order to create a set of sword techniques that can be used on the battlefield, Yue Fan decided to start the second step of the plan, which is to achieve overall coordination, including the coordination of steps, body techniques, movements and strength.

The combination of pace and body technique has already enabled Yue Fan to move freely and easily on the battlefield, which is not inferior to Dong Yu's dexterous body style. But if he wants to fight back in dodge like Dongyu and defeat the enemy with one move, it requires not only reactions, but also correct judgment and the ability to control his body, and he is still far from these aspects.

Speed and strength have always been Yue Fan's strengths, and due to his habits for many years, his attack methods have long been finalized. If he won by speed or strength, he might not be so embarrassed, but the combination of speed and strength was a way to attack, and after many attempts, he was miserable.

Some habits are difficult to break once they are formed, and if you want to break them, the price you pay is often much more than the cost of forming a habit. Facing so many enemies, Yue Fan's pressure doubled, and his physical strength was also greatly challenged.

With the increase of combat experience and the proficiency of his movements, Yue Fan has basically adapted to this way of fighting, but the price he paid is full of scars.

......

Another two months have passed, and the battlefield fighting is no longer as fierce as it was at the beginning.

At this time, Yue Fan kept dodging the enemy's attacks, like a spirit snake dancing wildly, shuttling between the enemy formations, and his actions were very skillful.

"Smack!"

At the critical moment, the knife in his right hand suddenly broke. Looking at the countless knives and guns falling around him, Yue Fan's mind was blank for an instant, and time seemed to stand still, only to see countless knives and guns, slowly falling......

On the edge of life and death, he once again burst out with amazing potential, threw out the broken blade at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, switched the knife in his left hand to his right hand, and then shook his body, and the whole person seemed to have two more arms, slashing towards the enemies in all directions......

Yue Fan's soul was blessed, and he used all the actions that could be attacked. He kept waving his saber, his left hand clenched into a fist, and his feet were used together, changing his direction and wandering between the gap between the knife and the gun, and no one could stop him from moving forward.

After killing two back and forth in the enemy formation, Yue Fan's control of his body became more and more satisfactory, and his overall coordination became more proficient. The five actions of "chopping, splitting, turning, racking, and playing" in "Simple Knife Technique" were vividly played by him, as if he was born with a knife technique to kill, and every time he passed through a blood-spattered battlefield. In order to make the movements more coherent, he also added two more actions to the five actions of "chopping, splitting, turning, racking, and playing", that is, "chopping" and "dragging".

Yue Fan kept practicing the seven actions of "chopping, splitting, turning, racking, playing, chopping, and dragging" on the battlefield, and he didn't feel that it matched the trajectory of the operation of the seven emotions in his body, and his moves became sharper and more proficient......

Then, in the battle, this set of knife techniques was continuously improved by Yue Fan, and it was the most practical battlefield knife technique left in the battlefield of later generations - "Seven Styles of Knife Fighting".

Yue Fan's heart was extremely excited at the moment, after more than three months of hard work, a set of practical knife techniques on the battlefield was finally formed, although it was only a prototype, but its power made Yue Fan full of confidence in the future.

There was a burst of joy in my heart, and I couldn't help but let out a long howl!

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