A ghost-like figure shuttled back and forth in the Shenji Camp...but never attracted anyone's attention...
Even when faced with dozens of patrol teams composed of nearly a thousand people, he could still cope with it with ease...
His footsteps fell to the ground silently, waiting for an opportunity to escape into the darkness, moving in the air as if without a trace! But in this area, he actually walked back and forth no less than five times!
Yes……
he……
Lost...
But it's not entirely his fault.
Because although Yan Bing only brought more than 5,000 people to this coast, she ordered people to set up tents for more than 10,000 people! This Chinese army camp alone built three identical specifications, and the original
There are so many handsome tents everywhere!
I opened a room and it was empty...
Opened one...still empty...
It's okay if it's just empty... The key areas are also filled with various animal traps and triangular nails! In other words, Miyamoto Musashi has entered the transformation state. Otherwise, if he just finds these empty fortresses, he may not be dead but also injured.
Already...
In the end, Miyamoto Musashi, who was so angry, stopped looking for him and simply sat cross-legged and let go of the energy in his body! In an instant! A terrifying cyclone filled the entire camp! And Yan Bing, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.
Her eyes were blinded! Twelve swords flew out at the same time, flying behind her to the sky where the qi machine was!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk~~ I haven't seen you in just two years... Yan Sang's skill... is already far beyond what it used to be!!"
With a lame pronunciation and a somewhat familiar tone, Yan Bing's smile slowly fell in front of the man...
"Sigh... It's not like Brother Musashi... It's been two years. Why does it seem like Brother Musashi... hasn't made any progress..."
As soon as Yan Bing opened her mouth, she made the other party look embarrassed, and used this to avenge her for disturbing her dream.
Miyamoto Musashi just smiled helplessly and asked the first sentence: "Your master... didn't he come with you this time...?"
"Well... I didn't come... Why did you ask my master the first time you came up? Could it be... that you were ordered to kill me this time?" Yan Bing's face was still smiling, but there were twelve handles floating around him.
The flying sword is already slowly unsheathing...
"No, no, no, Yan Sang, you misunderstood, Xiaosheng... I'm just afraid of seeing him again... Don't worry, I, Miyamoto... haven't lived enough yet, and I won't think about 'die' with Yan Sang..."
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"Ha! Die together!? I don't think so..." The smile on Yan Bing's face gradually turned into a sneer, and the twelve swords gradually revealed their frost-like edge...
"Do you know why my master didn't come?"
"Xiaosheng, I would like to hear the details..."
"Because he was completely relieved after learning that the strongest man in the Japanese country was like Brother Musashi... He said... Now, looking at the entire Japanese country, no one can be my opponent anymore... So, he doesn't have to come this time
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"Your Majesty's words... are a bit exaggerated..."
"Yes! I think so too!! So... this opportunity is rare... why don't we try it first today...??"
As he spoke, the evil smile on Yan Bing's face became more and more obvious, and the twelve swords emitted a red light in the blink of an eye!
"Calm down, Yan Sang!! Xiaosheng is here to discuss business with Yan Sang! I didn't even bring a 'partner'!! Yan Sang, you don't want to be defeated!!" Miyamoto Musashi said as he spoke
, while taking off the two daggers from his waist and pushing them in front of Yan Bing's eyes...
"Tsk...bang..."
With one sound of helplessness and two sounds of uncontrollable disappointment, Yan Bing's twelve flying swords were slowly sheathed in the next moment, and his whole person changed from the fierce and sharp look just now to a look of decadence... He sat on the ground.
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"It's so boring!! Tell me what's going on! After that, I'll go back and go to sleep!!"
"Hey~~~It's your fault, Yan Sang! I remember that when I was young, I was like Shura like you! I was looking for famous people to fight with, and use this to prove my martial arts! But this way is not the right way.
It is not the way of martial arts... Those who practice martial arts should put self-cultivation and cultivation first, be open-minded and wise as a supplement, restrain their sharpness, and gain momentum..."
"Okay! Then I won't hinder your cultivation of immortality! Please excuse me for not sending you far away, please say goodbye!!" Yan Bing didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, he just cupped his hands and stood up to leave...
"Hey, hey, hey! I won't talk anymore, Xiaosheng! Let's talk about business!! Let's talk about business!!"
"Say..." Yan Bing slowly turned around and sat down again...
"Ahem!" Miyamoto Musashi hurriedly cleared his throat, and the expression on his face returned to a bit of solemnity...
"His Royal Highness Taige has colluded with the Netherlands this time, and the Netherlands... even sent tens of thousands of troops and hundreds of warships..."
"I already knew this, tell me something else!"
"Yan Sang...already know...?" Miyamoto Musashi frowned, stroked his chin, then raised his head and continued: "The Dutch warship is already on the other side! It will be shipped to Taige in less than two days.
Your Highness's troops are on the other side, and they are assisted by the cannons of warships to attack the other camp..."
"I've expected this a long time ago...otherwise, why would I set up so many false camps? Is there anything else?"
"You could have expected this!?"
"Oh... the other side has created such a big show just to come to me... In addition, a hundred-man team under my command just caught the other side off guard two days ago, and the other side lost its troops. These Dutch guys must be waiting for an opportunity.
Revenge! It’s reasonable, expected...it’s not hard to guess!”
"Then Yan Sang... I must have made all preparations! I don't know..."
"Don't ask...if you want to know, just come with them, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
"Then... that's not necessary... I never like the word 'surprise'..." Miyamoto Musashi waved his hands to decline, while smiling bitterly... The total chips he brought were so many, and now they are all meaningless.
, then how can we continue this topic...
Just when Miyamoto Musashi was filled with sadness and didn't know how to resolve it, Yan Bing got straight to the point and asked the most critical question...
"How many more people do I need to help Brother Musashi kill...before your lord is willing to do it with confidence?"
Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Musashi's brows immediately furrowed even deeper...
But what Yan Bing wanted to say was obviously not finished yet... She opened her mouth slowly and continued: "As for the gift of submission, I, Liang Keyun, will take the position of Prince! It is hereditary and passed down from generation to generation. However,
The system of prefectures and counties and the replacement of officials cannot be talked about. It is easy to obey the customs and join our Chinese clan! It cannot be changed! The so-called emperor... still died of illness within two years... It would be better to completely eliminate the heir.
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"What!!??"
Miyamoto Musashi shouted and jumped up...
At this time, his pupils were filled with blood and his head was filled with rage. He could accept everything, but only the death of the emperor... This was an ending that he had never thought of... 八一中文网
Li Bing was not intimidated by the evil aura around him. Instead, he stood up leisurely, brushed off the dirt on his skirt, and said in a cold voice: "Don't refuse in a hurry, I advise you to take my words back."
, let your lord make a decision... should you join our Chinese clan... or wait for the country to be destroyed and your species... think about it yourself..."
