The big castle master hadn't spoken yet, but the young man who was the third castle master spoke:
"According to me, we'd better surrender to the Yuan army. The Song Dynasty is over. In the past, Xiangyang City was still there, and there was still a chance when Beixia Guo Jing was still there. But now that Xiangyang City has been destroyed, the Song Dynasty has no outstanding generals to resist the Yuan army.
No one in the martial arts world has the ability to unite all forces to fight against the Yuan Dynasty. I think this world will belong to the Yuan Dynasty sooner or later. If we don't surrender and wait for the Yuan army to launch a massive attack, the foundation that our three brothers have worked so hard to build may be burned to the ground.
"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell silent, and the three of them remained silent.
After a while, the white-haired castle master slowly spoke:
"wait!"
Just one word made the second and third castle masters a little surprised. The youngest third asked:
"Brother, what does waiting mean?"
The Lord of the Castle lowered his eyelids, and his whole person suddenly became dark. Even his voice seemed a little cold:
"When the situation becomes clearer, if the Yuan army can successfully cross the Yangtze River, we will surrender immediately. If the battle continues for a long time, we will continue to wait, unify the green forests in Henan, recruit troops, and wait for the opportunity."
"Brother is brilliant!"
The second castle master gave a thumbs up and praised:
"In this way, we are a rare commodity. If the Song Dynasty wants us to hold back part of the Yuan army, they will definitely beg us. If the Yuan army wants to recruit us, it will have to pay a price. Both of us will benefit."
"So there must be no room for failure in this Heroes Conference."
The Lord of the Castle raised his head, with an indescribable light in his eyes:
"Second brother, you must ensure that the conference is held smoothly and ensure that no one comes to cause trouble. Third child, you must be prepared to scare these green forest friends from all over Henan so that we can recruit them in the near future."
"Don't worry, brother, I'm already fully prepared, just waiting for the conference to start!"
........
There are still five days left for the Heroes Conference. Ye Chen doesn't want to just wait until the conference is held. What the one-armed old man and the gray-haired man have to do is a bit big and a bit crazy. He feels that his current strength is no longer enough to deal with the current danger. He
Need to improve strength as soon as possible.
Now the thing that can improve the strength the fastest and increase the survivability in melee is the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Magic Skill, but it currently has insufficient potential points.
It takes 180 potential points to upgrade Dragon-Elephant Prajna from the fifth level to the sixth level, but he only has 127 potential points now, which is still far behind.
Ye Chen estimated that if he wanted to be able to protect himself in a melee, he would have to continuously upgrade this magical skill by more than two levels to be able to block most sword and other attacks. He would also need about 300 points of potential.
point.
So many potential points can only be obtained from Guanling Mountain, from the green forest heroes who participated in Guanling Mountain. Anyway, they are either bandits, robbers or bandits. They all do all kinds of evil and will not show any apology for killing them.
However, it would definitely not work to attack for no reason, so Ye Chen turned his head around and quickly came up with an idea.
Early the next morning, he said hello to the other three and went out. There were many houses in the area where they lived. Some of the houses seemed to have just been built not long ago. They were specially built by Tiantong Castle for the Heroes Conference. They were about one in size.
The town is big, so it can be seen that they have prepared a lot for this conference.
There are many people living in an area as big as a small town, and there is a steady stream of green forest people coming. Ye Chen walked along the divided road to the square at the entrance of the town. When he came in, he saw many restaurants there.
The square is not big, about the size of a football field. It is surrounded by shops, restaurants, snacks, casinos, and even brothels opened by Tiantongbao to meet the needs of these green forest people.
But when there were more people, especially bandits and robbers gathered together, all kinds of frictions and fights were inevitable. No, as soon as he arrived at the square and before he entered, he heard the sound of swords clashing, fighting, and bursts of fighting coming from the front.
Shouts and cheers from the surrounding onlookers.
Ye Chen relied on his strong strength to arrogantly push away several big men in front of him. The big men who were pushed away turned around and glared:
"Boy, you are very stubborn, are you asking for a beating?"
Hu Xing's words, which Ye Chen understood in the Henan dialect, meant he was very cool, but that was what he wanted to do. He hugged his chest with his arms and looked like he wanted to be beaten:
“A good dog stays out of the way!”
"Fuck, you're looking for death. If you have the guts, go ahead and let us figure it out!"
Several big men were very angry, especially one of them, who had a cross knife mark on his left face, had the most violent temper. He raised his hand to grab Ye Chen's collar.
He raised his hand and swung it, and there was a crisp 'snap' sound. The big man covered his hand and swung it, his face twisted with anger, he screamed strangely and grabbed his back, pulled out a ghost-headed knife on his back and chopped it off head-on.
.
The people around who thought there was another good show were startled and dispersed to leave a large space for them. Some people, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, were adding fuel to the fire and mocking the big man. He was so angry that he screamed and waved his sword violently.
cut.
Ye Chen retreated repeatedly to avoid the slashes. Although this big man was fierce, his strength was average, not even comparable to the Three Evils of Taoshan, so there was no way he could be hurt.
After a dozen moves in a row, he retreated in a circle. The big man was panting, and subconsciously slashed with a knife. Ye Chen suddenly twisted his steps and suffocated. He couldn't avoid the knife and was slashed in the chest.
His clothes were cut open, a red line was drawn on his chest, and traces of blood were exposed.
He reached out and wiped the few blood streaks on his chest on his hands. Ye Chen's face tightened with murderous intent:
"You are looking for death!"
He grabbed the hilt of the sword and drew it, and a long sword roar echoed in the field. The sword was as fast as lightning and pointed directly at the big man, reaching the target's chest in an instant.
Stimulated by the cold murderous intent, the big man above him instantly calmed down and subconsciously shouted:
"No, I'm cowardly!"
But Ye Chen's sword was too fast. The swordsmanship of Shashengdao itself was a swordsmanship used for assassination. It was extremely fast. Before the man could finish his words, the dark sword blade had penetrated the man's chest and was almost within feet.
Pulling out the sword, there was no trace of blood on the pitch-black blade. When he went out, the Taoist Master specially gave him this sword. It was very sharp and hard, and had the effect of not reflecting light or staining blood. It could be called a magic weapon.
The big man fell to the ground, and the onlookers around him didn't show any signs of panic. This kind of thing is very common here.
Ye Chen sheathed his sword and stood up. This time no one would be cruel to him. For these green forest people, everything depends on strength. If you are strong, no one would dare to hurt you.
There is a three-story building on the edge of the square opposite the town gate. The first and second floors are the casino. There are three men and one woman standing in front of a large French window on the third floor. The leader is a middle-aged man in a brocade robe, holding two in his right hand.
The red and shiny walnuts were rubbing back and forth. After watching Ye Chen kill the whole thing, the middle-aged man smiled and said:
"This young man is pretty good. I'll send someone to contact him later and ask if he's interested in joining our Heavenly Copper Fort."
Some young men beside him shook the white folding fans in their hands and asked:
"Second brother, if we let them kill here randomly, will it affect the brothel casino? Should we issue a rule to stop them?"