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Chapter two hundred and twenty eight: brave

But now, cheers broke out among the Ming army.

The bandit leader died.

They are well aware of the Japanese pirates' tactics. These Japanese pirates who advocate personal force often launch the most brave warriors as vanguards. Every time they fight, the brave are the first, and the rest are swarming. Simple and effective tactics are the foundation for their invincibility. But now, when the warrior dies, these Japanese people seem to have lost their leader. They see that the long blade of the three heroes of the war god Ghost Island appears in the hands of a young man. They see that your helmet has been thrown into the sky, and his master is naturally dead.

The Japanese pirates were involuntarily frightened. After so much fright, the last little courage disappeared without a trace.

Some people began to flee in panic.

They began to be confused and disorderly.

The Ming army, with its morale as bright as rainbow, began to pursue.

The battle with the three heroes of Guidao gave Ye Chunqiu a new understanding. Only by fighting with the strong can he constantly temper himself. He held the magic blade in his hand and rushed left and right. When other officers and soldiers saw this, they unconsciously followed him. The reason why there was a core on the battlefield was that everyone fell into such a battlefield where they shouted and killed everywhere, and often had countless complex emotions, just like the young men who were intimidated in the middle of the night, and they would naturally approach the safest place.

Ye Chunqiu, who was unstoppable, became such a core. Everyone unconsciously moved closer and formed a flood peak. Wherever Ye Chunqiu killed, the flood peak followed. So the team of hundreds of people suddenly became invincible, rushed into the scattered Japanese formation, rushing left and right, and was as powerful as a bamboo shoot.

Half an hour later, Ye Chunqiu felt that he was trying his best, and he sat on the sand almost weakly. Looking at the scars, he had no thoughts in his mind.

The Japanese pirates were defeated!

One out of ten Japanese pirates survived, except for a few who jumped into the sea to escape, the rest were killed and injured.

Although it was a great victory, even so, the Ming army suffered great casualties. More than half of the seven or eight hundred Haining Guard officers and soldiers were killed or injured. Faced with such a stubborn enemy, everyone is still scared.

But... Ningbo finally saved it.

Only this thought came to Ye Chunqiu's mind, and then he could no longer tolerate anything else.

He has never been as tired as he is today, but he has never been as satisfied as he is today.

When describing this historical process, Na Guang only stinged with a few dozen words. Perhaps if he was still in future generations, Ye Chunqiu would have read this paragraph but would not feel any feelings.

But now... Ye Chunqiu knew that he had changed this process and saved more than a thousand creatures and the fate of hundreds of women.

This feeling...is pretty good.

"Three Heroes of Guidao!" The officers and soldiers cleaning the battlefield in the distance made a shocking sound.

Then, Qian Qian almost rushed towards Ye Chunqiu. He was overjoyed. Great achievements were great achievements. More than 700 Japanese pirates were real Japanese pirates. They could be sent to Beijing City with a great victory that could withstand any test. This ticket was really worth it. He had never done such a good deal in his life.

He was so excited that he almost couldn't speak. Qiqiai Ai Ai said: "Chunqiu, Chunqiu... are the three heroes of Guidao..." He said, and tears of happiness were shedding: "The three heroes of Guidao just killed in Chunqiu."

What the hell are the three heroes of the Ghost Island? Could it be the three brothers?

Ye Chunqiu couldn't understand why Qian Qian was so excited. Qian Qian continued to dance and said, "You don't know, you don't know, these three heroes of the Ghost Island are the first stubborn brigade on the southeast coast in recent years. The commander of the Beiwu Songjiang Guard in Nanzhili died at the hands of this person. At that time, it shocked the government and the people... When Emperor Hongzhi was there, he was furious about this and even issued an order to seek the provincial capitals along the coast to fight with all their strength and to kill this person.

The eagle has promoted the prestige of the country, hey... hey... but over the years... not only can this person be killed, but instead... it is a loss of troops and generals. Spring and Autumn, you don't know that the portraits of the three heroes of the Ghost Island are very familiar with the Japanese guards along the coast. A few years ago, the court painted pictures and ordered the departments to follow the map to follow the map. The portraits of this person have always been hung in the public housing of the official. All the Japanese guards have wanted to take this person down, but they never thought... "

When he talked about this, Qian Qian's voice became more and more excited: "I didn't expect that Chunqiu actually killed this person... These Japanese pirates are the main force of the Japanese. The three heroes of the Ghost Island are said to be the son of a famous name on the Japanese. For some reason, they led their people to the sea and traverse the seas. They are brave enough... They are never expected, they are never expected..."

When he spoke, his tongue was involuntarily tied knots and chattering. After listening for a long time, Ye Chunqiu finally realized that the person he killed was very important. Although the Japanese pirates from all over the world were doing their own thing and rarely interfered with each other, there was naturally no consistent leader.

However, the three heroes of the Ghost Island were too brave, so most of the Japanese pirates were silent to him. At least in the current period, the three heroes of the Ghost Island belonged to the Japanese pirates. Now, he is dead, under Ye Chunqiu's sword.

Qian Qian did not mean to steal Ye Chunqiu's merits. A Qiu Ba and a Master Jie Yuan snatched merits were simply a joke, and this was seeking death. Although the contribution of killing the three heroes of Guidao was a great deal, Qian Qian was the main force who led his troops to wipe out the Japanese pirates. With this contribution, it would be enough for him to take all his life. If you really want to take other contributions, the sequelae are too great. This is not a smart choice.

"Oh...no wonder this person is so powerful. It turns out to be a thief who is scattered across the ocean." Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

After a while, he returned to the camp, and then began to treat the injured. There were some white medicine reserves in Tongjitang in the water village, so it was not difficult to save lives and heal the wounded. After all, most people were injured by knife.

At night, Ye Chunqiu slept in a warm and comfortable tent. Before going to bed, he stroked the Japanese sword from the hands of Sanxiong of Guidao. He could feel that the blowing hair on the blade could be broken. The weight of this sword was not heavy, but it was surprisingly exquisite. The Japanese people were different from the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty emphasized literature and swords were often used by Qiu Ba. Therefore, the demand for top-notch swords was not great. Even the military weapons bureau or the military staff that created weapons was produced by standard weapons. The so-called standard was not important, and it was expensive but not exquisite. Therefore, the quality of large-scale swords was only average.
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