A ghostly figure shuttled back and forth in the Shenji Camp... but it never attracted anyone's attention...
Even when facing dozens of patrol teams composed of nearly a thousand people, he was still at ease with it...
His footsteps fell silently, waiting for an opportunity to escape into the darkness, and he moved in the air, just like no trace! But he actually walked back and forth in this area no less than five times!
Yes……
he……
Lost...
But it can't be blamed entirely on him
Although Yan Bing only brought more than 5,000 people to this coast, she ordered people to set up a tent of more than 10,000 people! The Central Army camp alone has built three exactly the same specifications, and the original top coaches are all over the place!
Open one, it's empty...
Open one...it's still empty...
It's okay if it's empty... The ground is also full of various animal traps and triangular nails! That is, Miyamoto Musashi has entered the realm of transformation, otherwise, if only these empty villages are found, they will be injured even if they are not dead...
Finally, the angry Musashi Miyamoto simply stopped looking for it and directly breathed cross-legged and released the qi in his body! In an instant! A terrifying cyclone filled the entire camp! Yan Bing, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment! Twelve swords flew out at the same time, following her and flew over the sky where the qi was!
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk ~ It's only been two years since I saw you... Yan Sang's skills... are far beyond the past!!"
With a crappy pronunciation and a familiar tone, Yan Bing in the air slowly fell into front of the man with a slight smile...
"Oh... it's not like Brother Musashi... It's been two years, why does Brother Musashi seem to... not make any progress..."
As soon as Yan Bing opened her mouth, she turned awkward and avenged her to disturb her dream.
Miyamoto Musashi just smiled helplessly, and asked the first sentence: "Your master...has he not accompanied you this time..."
"Well... I didn't come... Why did you ask my master as soon as you came up? Could it be... Are you ordered to kill me this time?" Yan Bing's face was still smiling, but the twelve flying swords floating around him were slowly unsheathed...
"No, no, Yansang, you misunderstood. Xiaosheng... is just afraid of seeing him again... Don't worry, I, Miyamoto... haven't lived enough yet, and I won't think about 'dead with Yansang'..."
"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 showed a frost-like sharpness...
"Do you know why my master didn't come?"
"I wish to hear the details..."
"Because he was completely relieved after learning that the strongest man in Japan was like Brother Musashi... He said... Now, no one in Japan will be my opponent again... So, he doesn't have to come this time..."
"Mr. Ling's words are a bit big..."
"Yes! I feel so too!! So... the opportunity is rare... it's better to try it today...??"
As he spoke, the smirk on Yan Bing's face became more and more obvious. The twelve swords also emitted a red light while turning their voices!
"Calm down, Yansang!! The young master came here to talk to Yansang this time! I didn't even bring my 'partner'!! Yansang, you don't want to win, right?!" Miyamoto Musashi said, while removing the two short swords from his waist and pushing them to Yan Bing's eyes...
"Tsk...she..."
With a helpless voice, two unconcealed loss, Yan Bing's twelve flying swords slowly returned to the sheath the next moment, and his whole body changed from the fierce and sharp look that was just now, to a decadent face... Sitting on the ground...
"It's so boring!! Tell me what's going on! After that, I'll go back and continue to sleep!!"
"Oh~~~Yan Sang is wrong with you! I think when the young boy was young, he was like Shura like you! He searched for celebrities to make a fight and used this to verify his own martial arts! But this path is not the right path, nor is it the great way of martial arts... Those who practice martial arts should first cultivate themselves and cultivate their nature, supplement them with hollowness and wisdom, restrain their sharpness, and accumulate momentum to advance..."
"Okay! Then I won't stop you from cultivating immortals! I'm sorry to send you off, so I'll say goodbye!!" Yan Bing was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he bowed his hands and stood up and left...
"Hey hey hey!! I won't talk anymore!! Let's talk about the important things!! Let's talk about the important things!!"
"Say..." Yan Bing then slowly turned around and sat down again...
"Ahem!" Miyamoto Musashi hurriedly cleared his throat, and the expression on his face also returned to a little solemn...
"His Highness the Cathedral has colluded with the Netherlands this time, and the Netherlands... has sent tens of thousands of troops and hundreds of warships..."
"I've known this a long time ago, say something else!"
"Yansang... already know...?" Miyamoto Musashi frowned, stroked his chin, then leaned his head and continued: "The Dutch warship is already on the other side! Within two days, the troops of His Highness the Grand Turkish Highness will be transported to the other side, and the giant cannons of the warship will assist him in attacking the camp..."
"I had expected this a long time ago... Otherwise, why would I set up so many virtual camps? Is there anything else?"
"You can expect this too!?"
"Oh... the opponent is just trying to come for me... In addition, a hundred-man team under my command just caught the opponent off guard two days ago. The opponent suffered losses and generals. These Dutch guys must be waiting for an opportunity to take revenge! It's reasonable, but unexpected... it's not difficult to guess!"
"Then Yan Sang... I guess he has made all his preparations! I don't know..."
"Don't ask... If you want to know, come with them. I'm satisfied with Bao Jun!"
"Then...then there is no need... I have never liked the word "surprise"..." Miyamoto Musashi waved his hand and declined, smiling bitterly... The total number of chips he brought was only so much, and now it has no meaning, so how can I continue this topic...
Just when Miyamoto Musashi looked worried and didn't know how to resolve it, Yan Bing first asked the most critical question straightforward...
"How many people do I need to help Brother Musashi kill?... Your lord is willing to take action with confidence?"
When Miyamoto Musashi heard this, his brows immediately frowned deeper...
But what Yan Bing wanted to say was obviously not finished yet... She slowly spoke and continued: "As for the ceremony of surrender, I can accept the position of Prince as my father! It is inherited from generation to generation, and it is passed down from generation to generation. However, the county system and the change of officials cannot be discussed, and I can learn literature and enter my Chinese family! It cannot be changed!! The so-called emperor... it is better to die of illness within two years... it is better to completely extinction..."
"What!!??"
Miyamoto Musashi shouted and jumped up...
At this time, he was filled with blood in his pupils and was angry. He could accept everything, but the emperor was extinct... This was the ending he had never thought about... Bayi Chinese website
Yan Bing was not scared by the evil aura around him, but stood up slowly, dusted the floating soil on his skirt, and said coldly: "Don't rush to refuse first. I advise you to bring my words back and let your lord make a decision... I want to join my Chinese clan... or wait for the country to be destroyed... I'll think about it myself!"