"Zhou Fugui, back then, your family was considered a good family in Guanzhong. They had quite a bit of wealth, and with enthusiasm, they followed Yang Guang in the expedition against Goryeo...
An army of one million people set off, and more than two thousand people returned home. You are the only one who managed to save his life from the ice and snow.
If you get a good name, you will really have both good fortune and great fortune.
You also went to the second and third expeditions to Korea. After fighting for so many years, when you returned to your hometown, your parents were no longer there. Two younger brothers also died under Zhang Xutuo's command. There must be no one in the family now.
Only the old house is left, and I don't know if it has been occupied. "
Yang Lin pointed at a middle-aged man with a sallow face and a simple and honest face in front of Xiaoguo Guard. Looking at the wrinkles on his face that looked like knife carvings, he felt a little unbearable and asked, "Come on, come on?" Go, go, what did you win? What did you get?
How about your relatives and friends? Don’t you want to have a good and peaceful life? In your heart, do you have any resentment towards the foolish emperor Yang Guang? "
"Plop..."
Another one knelt down.
This old soldier, whose age could not be discerned, seemed to have long since shed his tears. He just looked numb, fell to the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "I am willing to die serving the king."
The sadness in the words suddenly made people feel a bit chilly in their hearts.
At this time, everyone woke up.
Although the Xiaoguo Army looks very majestic, in fact, over the years, it has been like a big wave washing away the sand. I don’t know how many people have died and how many people have been replaced.
No one remembers those soldiers who died in the ice, snow and grass in obscurity.
Then Zhou Fugui suddenly knelt down and expressed his allegiance.
There were thousands of Xiaoguo troops, and their eyes also quietly changed.
Perhaps he was thinking of his various options and his wife, children and children at home.
Yang Lin's question is actually quite right.
How could they not have resentment in their hearts towards this court and Yang Guang?
"Wang Shuisheng, you have been a river worker, a thief, and begged on the street. You were fatally wounded seven times while fighting the Hailong Gang.
Once, you were stabbed in the chest, but you still survived, so you were lucky.
However, in the past twenty years, you have had four families, and each time, your family was broken up and everyone died. Not only did you not save your newly married wife, but your infant child was also thrown to death on the spot.
You think that those who are harming you are those endless evil people and endless enemies... but you never thought that all this is actually because of the world.
The world does not allow you to live peacefully. You have no choice but to pick up swords and guns and fight for a bright future. "
Yang Lin pointed at a person from the Zhuhua Gang behind Koo Zhong and said calmly.
"Are you willing to follow this king and create a bright future?"
The other person was sweating profusely and suddenly fell to his knees.
"I am willing to follow the king and charge to the death, and I will never return until I die."
"good."
Yang Lin smiled solemnly.
"Actually, you don't have to think about how powerful the imperial army is.
Yang Su died, Zhang Xutuo also died, and the Sui Dynasty was exhausted.
Back then, Yang Guang led an army of millions and was beaten to pieces. What kind of battle would he fight?
Nowadays, he doesn't have any powerful generals under his command. War is already raging in the north, and Wagang is gaining momentum, but he still has the thought to go down to Yangzhou in a dragon boat.
He is preparing to retire in Yangzhou, hiding in this city, and no longer caring about the rise and fall of the world.
He just blindly squeezed the people, overhauled the palace, and was extravagant.
Are you willing to be destroyed with him? "
"I don't want to."
As Yang Lin's voice floated out loudly, hundreds of thousands of troops shouted in unison, shouting at the top of their lungs.
Yes.
The imperial army is actually nothing to be afraid of.
Rebels from all over the country swarmed to attack, and the Sui army retreated steadily.
Even Emperor Yang Guang couldn't hold on in the north and wanted to run to the south to hide, where it was safe.
He wanted to gather Jiangnan's financial resources and military power, but he had not thought about whether they would like to be gathered.
This approach is really confusing.
As long as it is a normal monarch, it is impossible to abandon his capital and run to another place to start over.
The only possibility is that Yang Guang has lost control of the situation in Northland.
He was worried that if he didn't leave, he might not be able to leave, and he might be directly captured.
Therefore, no matter how high-minded he is, in the eyes of the people, this tyrant and foolish king is just a paper tiger.
Apart from being able to be cruel to his own people, he is extremely incompetent towards his enemies.
So what else is there to be afraid of?
One hundred thousand troops shouted together, and for a moment, the dark clouds in the sky were shaken and scattered, and the wind and rain suddenly stopped.
Yang Lin was still saying: "I don't dare to guarantee too much here. I can only say that if we defeat the imperial troops, everyone will be rich and prosperous.
However, it can be guaranteed that there will be no oppression or war in the city under the rule, everyone will have a field, and every household will have a surplus of food. "
His voice was mixed with some spiritual power, and he used the Supreme Mystical Art of Immortality to instill true energy, which shook the sky, making people sound very convincing.
Once these words came out, they were simply a huge killer weapon.
In this era, few people would make such a bare-bones promise.
The dignitaries are so superior that they don't even bother to make promises or find out the thoughts of ordinary people.
Just drive, drive again, or die if you don't obey.
What is good above will be replicated below.
Yang Guang acted like this, and the officials below naturally followed suit.
How can he be like Yang Lin, who is thick-skinned and wants nothing in order to win the hearts and minds of the people and the military?
In the past, there were actually many sequelae.
Even after the territory of power expands, it will be difficult to deal with these soldiers. After acquiring the land and reducing taxes, will the next source of soldiers be arranged in the same way?
Is there so much land in the world?
Can you afford to raise many soldiers and horses?
These are all problems.
Perhaps, soon, as the territory becomes larger and larger, the finances under his rule will collapse rapidly.
However, he couldn't care less at this time.
If there is no present, how can there be a future?
Let’s talk about future matters in the future.
If there are internal deficiencies, just seek outside help. There will always be a way. How can a person die from suffocating his urine?
"Long live the king, long live the king..."
As soon as Yang Lin finished speaking, monstrous cries immediately rang out from everywhere.
Everyone's eyes were red, and they were instigated like hungry wolves by Yang Lin's speech that was packed with spiritual power.
I can't wait to rush to the battlefield immediately and tear the imperial army to pieces.
The sound gets louder and louder...
Amid the frenzy, suddenly, a cold voice broke in.
"He who is treasonous and immoral shall be punished for his crime."
This sentence is like a sharp needle, piercing people's eardrums.
All the soldiers regained consciousness, their faces changed wildly, and their hearts beat heavily.
Then, in the wind and rain, he saw a tall and thin figure with fluttering clothes rushing towards him in the wind and rain.
The figure seemed real and illusory.
At first glance, it was still hundreds of feet away. When he looked again, it was already dozens of feet away.
His speed doesn't look very fast either.
However, the figure was faint and faint. It was clearly still far away, but it was already close.
Before one shadow disappears, another shadow has been formed.
Extremely miraculous.
The other party is wearing a scholar's shirt, with long eyebrows and sharp eyes, and no beard on his chin...
He looked to be in his thirties or forties, but also in his twenties, and his eyes were aloof and indifferent like an ant.
What's especially weird is that this man is murderous, but also very magnanimous.
People knew clearly that he was coming with bad intentions, but they couldn't even raise the slightest bit of caution, let alone feel bad.
"Evil King, Shi Zhixuan."
First of all, Wanwan recognized the other party’s identity first.
Then there was a chuckle, and like lightning, he jumped up from the white horse.
A slender silver sword hung from his waist, falling like a heavy rain...
The blade of the sword buzzed and vibrated, creating a silver-black halo of light that shrouded Shi Zhixuan's head.
"Hey, the devil's magic."
Shi Zhixuan's face was expressionless, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
He held the long sword in his hand upside down without unsheathing it.
Facing Wanwan's silver-black sword circle, her figure disappeared... leaving only a faint shadow on the spot, which was cut into pieces by the sword light.
However, his true body had already passed through the interception and was still five feet away from Yang Lin.
"Escort..."
The ones who reacted slightly slower than Wanwan were Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong.
Xu Ziling jumped up like a skylark, and with a punch like a peck like a cone, he had already caught Shi Zhixuan's head.
Kou Zhong, however, took the water with his long sword and cut out a long river of snow. He swept out from the military formation and slashed at the waist.
At the same time, the long whip tied to Wei Zhenzhen's waist struck Shi Zhixuan's chest with a swishing sound like a long snake spitting a message.
The thing that was half faster than his whip was a long sword.
The Korean girl Fu Junchuo didn't know when she had stopped on the right side. She pointed her sword at Shi Zhixuan's feet before he could lift them up.
It is the Yijian Dafa.
Use people as chess pieces to attack the one that escapes.
Among the people who attacked, she had the strongest combat experience.
As soon as he saw Shi Zhixuan's strange figure rushing towards him, he knew that he couldn't stop him.
If he didn't think of a way, he might not even be able to touch his shadow, and he would be killed in front of Yang Lin.
All the tricks, no matter how exquisite, are in vain.
Just like Wanwan...
Wanwan's swordsmanship and martial arts are not unskilled.
Even Shi Zhixuan didn't want to waste time trying to force a move, but speeded up and dodged it.
Although Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, Wei Zhenzhen and others have made rapid progress and have innate talents from the beginning, they are still far behind these veteran and top players.
Therefore, when Fu Junchuo takes action, he does not seek merit, but only seeks no faults. He will stop him first and then talk about it.
"Yi swordsmanship..."
A hint of appreciation flashed in Shi Zhixuan's eyes.
His body shape suddenly changed from rushing forward to retreating without any pause in the middle.
It was as if inertia had no effect on him.
His figure suddenly started to spin, and the ring finger and index finger of his left hand were slightly bent to form a strange seal, which was lightly printed on the long sword at his waist.
Ding……
There was a long cry of gold and iron.
Amidst the roaring roar of Qi Jin, Kou Zhong soared into the sky without control, and ran straight into Xu Ziling's spirit sparrow attack.
And Wei Zhenzhen used a whip gun to circle around like a snake or a dragon.
Being attracted by his energy, he hit Fu Junchuo's sword without any reason.
The two confrontations produced the same muffled sound.
Shi Zhixuan, who was wearing a green shirt, turned into a ray of light and shadow. He had already disappeared from the siege of four people and arrived in front of Yang Lin.
"The Immortal Seal Technique and the Phantom Demon Body Technique are indeed the best assassin secret techniques in the world. Did the Evil King use the Butian Pavilion secret technique? It's a pity that the sky is about to collapse, and you can't fix it."
Yang Lin shook his head.
In the distance, Wanwan looked back with a look of dejection and relief.
The Evil King Shi Zhixuan has been powerful in the world for countless years, so it’s no surprise that he can’t stop him.
However, it was a bit disappointing that so many people took action, but he easily got through without posing any threat.
Xu Ziling, Kou Zhong, Fu Junchuo and Wei Zhenzhen were struck by Shi Zhixuan's magical use of the Immortal Seal, causing them to fight. They were so uncomfortable that they wanted to vomit blood, and they all flew backwards.
Looking back, his eyes were full of horror.
It seemed that he didn't expect that the incoming master would be so powerful.
Shi Zhixuan did not answer, but slowly drew out the long sword from his waist, stretched out his hand to flick the sword, and heard a clear dragon roar.
"This sword has no name. It is designed to drink the blood of the rebellious officials and traitors in the world. Yang Lin, you called yourself the patron king and secretly captured Yangzhou, causing cholera in the world. You died unjustly today."
Ten years ago, Shi Zhixuan was only one step away from being a great master. Except for a few people, no one in the world could stop him from assassinating with all his strength.
Even if there are many experts in front of you, it is useless.
Being able to kill the rebel king in front of thousands of troops when he was about to go on an expedition, he didn't feel like there was anything to be proud of, he just took it as a matter of course.
The only thing he was curious about was why the five innate masters behind him who were unlucky to intercept didn't rush back immediately.
Could it be that he wanted to kill this general?
Or do they really have full confidence in this rebel who calls himself a prince?
"Toad swallows the sky, what a loud tone, I am standing here, you can stab me with your sword and see if you can kill me?"
Yang Lin chuckled, the golden shadow eyes flickering between his eyebrows.
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Asking for a monthly ticket.
