martial law

Since it was impossible to see clearly that there was something wrong, Yang Lin thought about it, thinking that there might be troubles between Yuan Shuangcheng and the Japanese.

This is the obvious enemy.

I don't move them for the time being, and they don't make much movement, but I have to be careful.

……

The three great masters, after all, are the three great masters.

Yanwu Ling, the power of Yanwu luck given this time is very generous.

Gong Baosen and Ding Lianshan each contributed 100 points.

But Li Xuwen was even more powerful, he even contributed 200 points by himself.

Far exceeded Yang Lin's expectations.

But it's only natural to think about it.

Back then Huo Yuanjia was sick and even more poisoned, after defeating him, he could still give 80 points.

Looking at it this way, the three masters who are still above Huo Yuanjia can certainly give more.

Especially Li Xuwen, who is stronger than I know how much, and it is normal to have such martial arts gains.

Look at the martial arts order.

Air Luck: 680

Essence: Killing Fist (Murderous Increment, Tier [-] Martial Arts, Late Transformation Strength)

Qi Yuan: Foundation Laying

Shenyuan: Exogenous Sensation (Uninitiated)

Shouyuan: (20) 72

Secret technique: body and eye technique, (can open trial).

Title: Martial God, Yang Wudi (famous all over the world)

Gate of the Heavens: Progress 70%

……

Yang Lin narrowed his eyes.

He saw the progress of the gate of the heavens at a glance.

After defeating the three great masters this time, I don't know what kind of progress has been touched, the opening rate of the gate of the heavens has reached 70.00%.

Also, in the column of secret skills, the trial can finally be started.

He still remembers how much Zhao Zilong's body-eye technique had helped him last time.

Now this time, it takes such a huge price to open it, and the secret skill that can be obtained must be even more remarkable.

Now I stand on a very high place in Shanghai, where the trees are more beautiful than the forest, and the wind will destroy them.

All the targeting will be forced into the dark at this time... Even if there is any danger coming, they will no longer be as open as before.

It looks like it's safe.

Actually, it's more dangerous.

At this time, it must be the best to have a good secret technique to suppress the situation.

Chapter 135 Thousands of troops avoid white robes

Thinking of the unknown powerful secret technique, Yang Lin's heart warmed up.

After finding an excuse, he went into the bedroom, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and meditated on the trial.

A full [-] points of martial luck were burned, and a huge energy rushed into the heart, and there was a change before his eyes.

……

"Famous teachers and generals should not be imprisoned, and thousands of troops will avoid white robes."

This poem suddenly appeared in my mind.

Then, as the memory rolled down, he knew who he was now.

He was a general of Liang in the Southern Dynasty.

Chen Qingzhi.

Later generations called him "White Robe General".

At the age of 41, Chen Qingzhi joined the army, led the army in battle, faked festivals, and knew the military. He led 2000 miscellaneous troops.

Then, outside the city of Xingyang, 3000 Han troops fought against 30 Xianbei soldiers, defeating the enemy and winning.

The last time he led 7000 white-robed troops in the Northern Expedition, defeated 50 captives, and defeated the soldiers and civilians of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Almost relying on 7000 white-robed soldiers dressed in shrouds, who will never die or return, they almost destroyed Wei and unified the Central Plains.

It's a pity that the Southern Dynasty has been dragged behind, with neither the main force to help nor the supply of food and grass, and there are also bad rumors.

Therefore, Chen Qingzhi retreated with hatred. When a flash flood broke out on his way, all 7000 white-robed people who were crossing the river drowned, and he only saved himself.

Back to court.

In the last battle that year, he fought 7000 times from south to north with 47 people, besieging 32 cities, and he was invincible in all battles.

One of them, even wiped out 20 of the Wei army with [-], broke into the tiger prison, and took Luoyang.

……

This is simply a "myth", and even novels dare not write like this.

Reviewing some of the information in his memory, Yang Lin opened his mouth wide, not knowing how to hide his shock.

The time period he was in now was Chen Qingzhi's last battle, the Northern Expedition.

That is to say, the rate of 7000 people from south to north, broke through 32 cities and attacked Luoyang.

Well, he stands at the beginning of the swearing-in expedition.

Play from the first game.

The current body, because he was born in a poor family, was a book boy before Emperor Wu of Liang ascended the throne, playing chess with him when he had nothing to do, and just doing record work.

He has never practiced martial arts, he doesn't know how to shoot arrows, and he doesn't lead many soldiers. He can be regarded as a Confucian general at most.

In the end, the results of such a person are simply blinding people's eyes.

So, why should he?

Alright, next, Yang Lin began to experience Chen Qingzhi's tough life.

With 7000 white-robed troops, he began to meet the enemy and attack the city.

Then, under the first city, he was on the spot.

Not only was the army dispersed, but he himself was shot to death by stray arrows, and was beheaded by Suolu to receive the reward.

In fact, with his current status, he is doomed not to be able to use his own martial arts.

If you are a Confucian general, you can only watch and command, and you can never do it yourself.

Gradually, Yang Lin could be considered to have grasped the key to it. He was able to win occasional field battles and captured a city or two.

Then, with hundreds of white-robed soldiers left, they plunged into a dead end.

Dead and alive, alive and dead.

Yang Lin didn't know how many times he died on this battlefield.

All he knew was that he almost remembered the names of the barbarian leaders on the opposite side and the 7000 people under his command, but he still hadn't fought the third city.

"The gap is a bit big."

Yang Lin was a little ashamed.

It's really not a human job to fight a war.

He is extremely frustrated...

He has a powerful force, but he can't use it, so he can only fight back and forth with all his brains

The difference in military strength between the two sides is too great, even if he uses all the military books and strategies he has read consciously or unconsciously, he can only win three with one at most.

I can't figure it out at all, how did the original Chen Qingzhi achieve 47 consecutive battles and siege 32 cities?

After dying hundreds of times, Yang Lin was able to do it, and when his head was beheaded, and he was still interested in studying the bows on the braids of the Xianbei people who killed him, he finally realized.

A mythical battle, of course, has a mythical innate skill.

Can see through the fog of war, see through the changes of reality and reality, and see the only weakness.

This is the talent hidden in his body.

That is the secret technique.

It does not require too much advanced military knowledge.

In fact, even if you are well-educated and use your troops like a god, the difference in military strength is too great, and it is difficult to win.

Because, sometimes, the battlefield is a place of luck.

You can't guarantee that you won't encounter a single unlucky event in the 47 wars and countless siege battles.

A stone on the battlefield.

A stray arrow shot from the city wall might kill him.

The army of Solu in the north is powerful, and its number is a hundred times larger than its own. Anyone who is not careful will usher in the fate of annihilating the entire army.

Therefore, he can't make a mistake, he must be accurate to every point, every person, directly attack the weak point, and defeat the enemy in one go.

Even, taking all accidents into consideration.

This is the "mind-eye technique".

The mind is strong and the intuition is amazing.

All kinds of battlefields are like seeing them in person.

When Yang Lin's eyebrows ached and his heart became clear.

He seemed to see time stand still at that moment.

After seeing the distribution of all the troops on both sides of the battlefield, and seeing what to do, he can be invincible, kill the enemy leader, and defeat the enemy in one battle.

He is even sure that his troops will always be in a situation where more troops fight less.

From the battle situation, to the strength of the troops, to the enemy's weaknesses, everything is under control.

Everything is as clear as palm lines.

Moreover, he can intuitively choose the most correct orientation and the most correct route, so that he will always be in safety.

Even if he doesn't have the slightest knowledge of martial arts, he hasn't died once since then.

When he went through 47 battles, conquered 32 cities, broke through the tiger prison, and stood in the palace, it really seemed like a lifetime away.

"If I were Chen Qingzhi, as soon as the banner was raised and soldiers were recruited, I would be able to rebuild the Central Plains immediately, cross the north and south, and become a real emperor through the ages."

"The mighty military is strong enough to reach the other side of the mountain, the other side of the sea, and directly insert the flag to the other side of the earth."

"Unfortunately, I'm not Chen Qingzhi."

"This era does not need Chen Qingzhi, and that era actually does not need me."

……

When Yang Lin opened his eyes, he felt his mind was clear.

The city of Shanghai, which was bustling and chaotic in the past, was clearly visible at this time.

He can see the hidden dangers of his own family, and he can also see the future of Jingwumen.

I also saw clearly the intentions of the British and the French, and the thick fangs of the Japanese hidden under their smiles.

Even, even the state of the same heart and different morals, divided at any time, and selfishness of the Xinhui, can be vaguely seen.