After this battle, the Fusang Ronin wanted to take the opportunity to completely annihilate the warriors of the Central Plains, and the plan to invade the Central Plains was stillborn.

An hour later, the southern city of Jinling was already full of corpses, and only a few people were still standing on the spot, among these people were ten deadpools, and some people with strong martial arts.

Ten Deadpools didn't want to dwell too much, so without saying a word to these people, they flew up and left the battlefield.

The others were grateful to the helpers of the ten people, looking at the corpses all over the ground, Qin Yunchuan immediately sighed again and again, and said, "It's really a martial arts catastrophe, what kind of demon is it, who actually caused such a disaster?"

Just as he was sighing to himself, Wu Ying, who was holding a coiling dragon stick, came to his side, the two had no friendship before, but because they joined forces to kill Sun Jicai, they had become friends of life and death.

Now, facing such a killing together, the relationship between the two is even more unbreakable, only to hear Wu Ying say angrily: "If this person is either a madman, or a mad demon, we don't even know what he looks like now, whether he is a man or a woman, even if you want to seek revenge on him, there is no way." ”

Qin Yunchuan nodded, looking at those injured martial arts people, most of them were exhausted, and they supported each other so that they didn't fall to the ground.

"Everyone, this place is not suitable for a long time, I will help settle down in the 'Fumanlou', you are seriously injured, it is better to go to heal, and take care of each other. ”

At a critical moment, Qin Yunchuan stood up, his injuries were the lightest, looking at this person whose martial arts were superior to others, Wu Ying admired in his heart.

When the others heard him say this, they thanked him, and they left the hellish battlefield together. These people are invisibly, and they have already taken the lead for Qin Yunchuan.

And on the outskirts of Jinling South City, a small child. With a sad look on his face, he gritted his teeth unconsciously, and said to the woman beside him: "Mother, none of the people we sent have returned, it seems that the foundation of the Central Plains martial arts is deep." If you want to be easily shaken, you need to think long-term. ”

The child who spoke was the grandson of Mao Kun who had fought with Feng Mu on Dongchang Street back then, and the woman standing next to him was his mother Mao Huiran.

The woman looked at her child, Junichi, then touched his head, and said softly, "This matter has long been expected by me, but unfortunately the master did not listen to my advice. Only then did this plan be implemented, and we, as subordinates, could only act according to orders. ”

When her subordinates left Middle-earth, they left their mother and son behind, and over the years, her son Junichi, at her request, has been able to speak the official language of the Central Plains very fluently. She also worshipped Mo Daoren, a famous Wudang sect, as a teacher, and everything was under her control.

Hear your mother's words. Junichi, a child who had already grown a head taller, said: "If I were the master of the stream, I would not be so hasty, but I would have made complete preparations and sent our men again, and I must be sure to succeed in one blow." ”

Patting his son's shoulder with relief, Mao Huiran said lightly: "Today's streamers think very highly of themselves. But he is a talented person, and my son has great ambitions, so naturally he is not the frog at the bottom of the well. ”

There are only mother and son here, so they can speak freely, and the child hears the mother's words. His pupils contracted rapidly, and it seemed that the arrogant streamer was already standing in front of him, and he wanted to kill the other party.

The fire under the southern city of Jinling had been extinguished, and there was a dead silence again, and only the strong fishy stench spread.

The mother and son glanced at it again, and then Mao Huiran said: "Let's go, we are not yet exposed, and when my son strikes again, it will shake the Central Plains martial arts." ”

Junichi nodded, the expression on his face was like wood, and he couldn't see any change. This child, who has a firm heart and can endure to death in order to achieve his goal, has already made up his mind in his heart to subvert the entire Central Plains martial arts and trample the martial arts they are proud of.

The people of Jinling Nancheng have already been frightened, although the fighting there has been over for more than an hour, but they still dare not move back, even if they sleep on the street, it is better than being killed on the spot.

In case there are a few people who are not dead to jump up, isn't that sending sheep into the tiger's mouth, ordinary people are not willing to take risks, but the soldiers in charge of defending the city can only rush to that side.

Before, without any warning, suddenly a lot of martial arts people came, and those people seemed to be waiting for some important people under the southern city, but in less than a cup of tea, these people went crazy all of a sudden.

The scene of the battle is heartbreaking, although the battle-hardened soldiers are no longer strange to death, but in the face of such a fierce fight, they will still have lingering palpitations.

After they came to the battlefield, they couldn't help but vomit, because the methods of these people were really too cruel, and the fighting on the battlefield pursued a quick victory, so there were not many superfluous actions, and what they pursued was to kill with one hit.

But the people here are not like this, it seems that they are fighting like this for the sake of a killing game, these people have stumps and broken arms, and even their heads are all over the ground, and it is not strange that the same corpse, hands and feet are more than ten feet apart.

The soldiers endured the disgust in their hearts, and under the instruction of the commander, they loaded these stumps and broken arms into the ox carts, and the large and small ox carts were loaded with more than ten carts, but they had not yet been loaded.

"These mindless martial arts are reckless, with such martial arts, and they fight each other, why don't they join the army, go into battle to kill the enemy, and serve the country?"

A soldier surnamed Tan muttered dissatisfiedly, and when he finished saying this, his immediate boss waved a horsewhip and said angrily: "You talk a lot of nonsense, move quickly, otherwise you won't be able to eat and walk around." ”

The soldier glanced at the fierce commander, and then secretly cursed in his heart that this person was a fox and a tiger, and he could only act in front of them, but when something happened, he was timid and afraid of things, and hid faster than anyone else.

At this moment, a corpse on the ground suddenly jumped up, brandishing a katana in its hand, and in the Fuso dialect that no one understood, and rushed towards their commander.

This change was so fast, the man's left arm had been cut off, but he didn't expect that he was not dead yet, but he was still back to light, wanting to pull a cushion on his back before he died.

The little general who had been powerful just now was immediately so frightened that his face was pale, his legs were fixed in place, and he even forgot to dodge. Looking at the bloody Fusang ronin, he instinctively thought that a ghost had come to ask for his life.

"Snort", a red tasseled spear pierced the ninja's chest, and it was the little soldier surnamed Tan who shot out, and the general looked at him gratefully, bowed to him, and the soldier returned the salute, and then continued to carry the body as if nothing had happened.

He did not expect that his actions today would have a great impact, and out of gratitude, he recommended him to his superiors, and he began his professional military career. But although he fought bravely, he was unknown in the history of the world, and he was famous for his nephew, at this time, the child had just been born, and the family named him Tan Lun.

It is Tan Lun, together with Qi Jiguang in the future, who has become a nightmare for countless widows to talk about. (To be continued.) )