"One person, one knife?"
Grande finally came to his senses.
He could imagine that.
What kind of strength can defeat two thousand elite soldiers, and only a quarter of them can escape?
Is that human being?
"Where's Tsuyoshi Fujita?"
Grande suddenly remembered that soldier who looked very powerful.
"He was also dead. He was torn in half by Yang Lin, and his head was cut off afterwards."
Grande felt her scalp go cold.
"He He……"
"Okay, Grande, the matter is over, don't dwell on personal hatred anymore." Allen suddenly said from the side.
"The House of Lords has decided that you are taking personal revenge and intending to murder the royal princess. You should be relieved of your duties now and return to the country to face trial."
"What?"
Grande turned around suddenly, "You..."
"Yes, I was the one who sent the news back. Grande, by making such a decision, you not only put the little princess in danger, but also harmed the interests of the British Empire. You are no longer suitable to be in this position.
Of course, this is actually what the little princess said to you. "
"You little guy."
"you flatter me."
Allen looked at Grande with a smile, as if he were looking at a dead person.
…
Beiyang Army.
military camp.
Inside the spacious and bright handsome tent.
Fuyuan all unified into Fang Yuan, rubbed their red foreheads, raised their heads from the table, and felt the dazzling sunlight.
I read the document so late last night that I fell asleep on the table.
When I got up, I still felt a little dizzy, and I thought I wouldn't be able to work so hard again in the future.
Its daybreak.
the weather is nice today.
It is also a good day to build your own merits.
There was a small smile on his lips.
Thinking of the scene when the troops were dispatched, he felt very happy.
It doesn't matter whether you know how to fight or not. In the Beiyang Army, if you want to live well and climb quickly, you only need to find out what the boss of the pavilion likes.
It is indeed a good opportunity for this mission to fall on me.
As long as the madman who was so bold and dared to kill Mr. Yuan was captured and killed, it would be regarded as a great achievement.
Others would not calculate this business, but he still calculated it very clearly.
This kind of errand, which is both easy and simple, can make great achievements in the heart of the emperor, cannot be found even with a lantern.
He didn't understand why those colleagues looked at him like a fool.
Who is the fool? Needless to say?
He's not just a martial arts practitioner.
In this day and age, what tricks can a warrior do in front of the army?
Can it stop bullets? Or can you catch cannonballs with your bare hands?
What he calls a master or not is nothing more than private flattery from the Jianghu people themselves.
Therefore, he simply could not understand why even a wise and powerful man like Mr. Yuan Ge would be so respectful to those warriors in the capital.
"Come here, pass the order. Three-quarters of an hour later, the army will set off immediately.
This time, I will personally cut off that madman’s head and present it to Mr. Ge Lao. "
"yes!"
There was a reply from outside the door.
Cheng Fangyuan rubbed his eyes, which were still a little groggy, used his little finger to pick away the eye droppings, and stretched...
Just as he was about to call his attendants to bring hot water for washing, he rolled his eyes and saw a bloody head placed on his temporary desk.
His eyes were wide open and very ferocious.
"ah……"
Cheng Fangyuan's heart was beating wildly, his scalp was exploding, and he screamed and fell backwards.
The chair and the person fell to the ground with a bang.
"Who, whose head is this? Why is it on my desk?"
Several soldiers heard the cry, suddenly tore open the tent and rushed in.
Immediately afterwards, the adjutant also came in, saluted with a military salute, glanced around, and frowned when he saw the head.
"Go and find out what happened in the city yesterday?"
He had already guessed from the hairstyle on this head that he was probably Japanese.
And here, the place with the most Japanese people is Shanghai City.
Since someone took the trouble to deliver the dead man's head to the commander's tent, there must be some purpose.
The information is easy to find out.
Soon, soldiers reported.
"Last night, Major General Takeshi Fujita of the Japanese military took a warship and led two thousand elite soldiers under his command to attack civilian houses in the British Concession area.
As a result, two thousand people were bombarded by artillery fire and swept by machine guns, but they were still killed by a man holding a knife. They abandoned their armor and only less than four hundred people escaped. "
"One man, one knife."
call out……
Several people were secretly shocked.
"Have you found out clearly? Who is that person?"
I heard that the person who attacked the Japanese at that time was Yang Wudi Yang Lin, the little martial artist...
The Japanese commander Tsuyoshi Fujita was torn in half by him on the battlefield and beheaded. "
"Also, I have specifically inquired about Fujita. He has a majestic appearance, a Chinese character face, big eyes, and red vertical lines between his eyebrows..."
Cheng Fangyuan looked up and saw the head with round eyes still staring at him.
Isn't it just the Chinese character face with big eyes and red marks between the eyebrows?
He felt his head was numb and walked over without saying a word.
Next to the head, pressed, there was a piece of snow-white paper with some writings written on it with blood stains.
The handwriting is very strange, with a lack of pen and strokes, but it is still recognizable.
"It's a great pleasure to have a friend come from afar... Yang is not a person who doesn't know etiquette. He reciprocates the favor. He will definitely go to Beijing to pay homage to Mr. Yuan Ge in person one day."
Cheng Fangyuan read each word twice, his face suddenly changed, and he hissed: "Go back to the teacher, go back to the capital, and send someone to report to the boss first. He said, Yang Lin is a ferocious beast, and we must fight more Be on guard.”
He no longer fights, and he no longer wants to make meritorious deeds.
At this time, the only thought was to return to Yuan Shuangcheng.
If the fight here is hot, Yang Lin will rush to the capital first and assassinate Mr. Ge.
Then he will die without redemption.
The contempt he had for Wu Fu before was now completely forgotten by him.
Not to mention, he has the powerful ability to kill two thousand heavily armed mechanized elite soldiers with one sword.
Just relying on the opponent's ability to move freely among thousands of armies made him feel terrified.
'This life is really saved. '
Cheng Fangyuan knew that if he didn't have any grudges against the other party in the past, there would be no grudges in recent days...
At this time, I am afraid that I will end up with the same fate as Fujita Tsuyoshi on the table.
Nothing is more important than your own life.
He was very clear about this.
At the moment, I don’t care about any tasks or tasks.
He hurriedly gave the order and moved north.
…
Chen Zimei also didn't sleep all night.
He sat in his study waiting for some news.
Seeing that it was already getting dark, there were footsteps outside the door. He rubbed his red eyes and turned around to look, his heart beating faster.
"How about it? Did the Japanese succeed? As long as the news of the destruction of the Yang family is spread outside the city and some benefits are promised, the Beiyang Army will definitely retreat."
"I disappoint you. The Yang family was not destroyed. Instead, two thousand Japanese elites were wiped out. Even Fujita Tsuyoshi died on the spot. Yang Lin is much more powerful than you think."
Wang Xiaoqiao walked in, his eyes were cold and a little disappointed.
"Also, it has been spread throughout the city that after Yang Lin killed Fujita Tsuyoshi, he cut off his head, went straight to the Beiyang Military Camp, and put his head on Cheng Fangyuan's desk...
Now that the Beiyang Army has withdrawn and headed north, Mr. Chen no longer has to worry about how to deal with it. "
"Have you withdrawn your troops?"
Chen Zimei looked dull and muttered these words.
This was originally good news, but for some reason, he didn't feel any joy in his heart. Instead, he felt cold all over.
"Are the Japanese defeated like this?"
"Are they that useless?"
"No, Wang Xiaoqiao, you know that I did nothing wrong in this matter. After Yang Lin came to Shanghai, he caused a lot of troubles. He may have ruined our important event.
Do you understand clearly how much effort we have made to overthrow the Qing court? No one will be allowed to sabotage it.
As long as there is no him, Mr. Yuan Ge will naturally support us, and the Japanese will not be half-hearted..."
Chen Zimei's expression turned crazy and she grabbed Wang Xiaoqiao's hand with a hint of pleading in her eyes.
Since Yang Lin is fine.
Of course it's you who's in trouble.
Now, the only person who can save him may be Wang Xiaoqiao.
"You and Yang Lin can talk about this yourself."
Wang Xiaoqiao sighed, "I can't save you. If you do something wrong, you always have to pay the price.
No matter how righteous your starting point is, if you are wrong, you are wrong. "
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly woke up. He turned around and saw that there was another person outside the door.
