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Chapter 511 The Demonic Vajra, the beginning of becoming king!(2/2)

Ping San covered his ears with his hands and his face was shaking wildly. He was too close to him and was not deliberately avoided by Jiang Wu and the other two. With this roar, he was almost shocked to cough up blood.

And the masters who were deliberately targeted and hidden in the crowd vomited blood, retreated in great horror, and then retreated.

Huh ~

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time later, when the long whistle disappeared, almost a few people could stand still within a while. In the distance, the riots fled in a panic and dared not get close.

"call!"

When Yang Yu Ping's breath was restored, he felt certain when he saw the reactions of many rebels.

It is not impossible to attack the city by one person, but first of all, he must get close to the city. Otherwise, facing the shooting of the divine arm crossbow, with his current martial arts, he will retreat.

And once he is brought close to the city wall, the meaning is completely different.

Although there are many troops of 100,000, it is almost impossible to kill them with one person. Not to mention people, even pigs cannot be killed.

But all he needed to do was to kill the generals and defeat them.

Some time ago, Wang Muzhi consciously informed him of the advantages and disadvantages of the Ming Dynasty and even the powerful soldiers in the world. Among them, he found a data that surprised him very much.

The strength of the nine powerful soldiers of the Ming Dynasty is not only because of their well-trained and well-equipped, but also because of their will!

Taking the Qingzhou Army as an example, it is ranked among the nine powerful troops of the Ming Dynasty. Under the leadership of Wei Zhengxian, it has achieved a record of more than 50% of casualties in the field battle without defeat!

This record made Wei Zhengxian famous all over the world, and all historical books should be listed.

Because, in many battles from ancient times to the present, there are examples where less than 20% of the damage will collapse.

Can a riot army that is mainly bandit-oriented and has been formed for no more than five years, be able to ensure that all members are not afraid of death?

"You, you..."

Ping San coughed blood and struggled, Jiang Wu was also shocked, so he was naturally not targeted, but he was too seriously injured and had to protect Fang Ada, so he was dizzy for a moment.

As for the only person who did not have martial arts within a radius, Fang Ada had already fainted.

He handed the injury medicine to Jiang Wu, and Yang Yu was about to enter the city. Ping San finally couldn't help it:

"What the hell are you going to do?!"

Yang Yu walked slowly into the city:

"Siege!"

...

...

"Dao Fruit..."

At the end of the deep tunnel, Yan Dongjun opened the dark room and retrieved the Pojun Taoist Fruit that was hiding here in order to prevent the Ma Long Picture.

Before, if Po Jun was there, the thief's magical power would not be damaged at all.

"I didn't expect that Yanzhou still has a master of magic power..."

Yan Dongjun sighed and swallowed Pojun again.

The blow of breath made him alert, that the heaven and earth are changing, and that the power masters with Taoist fruit will become more and more in the future...

call!

The Taoist fruit entered his body, and the sense of filling from his soul made him breathe a sigh of relief, and some of his injuries were wiped out.

The power of Pojun lies in the array.

As long as he is in the military formation, his strength will not only increase sharply, but his injuries can be transferred to any soldiers under his command...

"It's a pity that I can't keep this Taoist fruit, and even Ma Longtu..."

Yan Dongjun has greed in his heart, but he is also alert.

He will never forget the origin of this Taoist fruit...

Suddenly, his heart was shocked, and he seemed to hear a muffled sound, and the sound of drums...

"Enemy attack?!"

Yan Dongjun's face turned cold, he raised his spear and stepped out.

"Master!"

Before he could leave the tunnel, he heard the report with anxiety and fear:

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Who is coming? How many soldiers are leading?!"

After taking a big step out of the tunnel, Yan Dongjun scolded in a deep voice.

He was also surprised and suspicious. Thirty miles outside Yanzhou City, he set up multiple posts. Who could lead his troops to approach without being noticed?

"One, one person!"

What?

Yan Dongjun was shocked and almost suspected that he had heard it wrong. It was not until the guard repeated it again that he confirmed that he had heard it wrong.
Chapter completed!
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