Start with Blue Silver Grass

Xianyou County, Xinghua Prefecture, Meizhou Bay, Mulan River estuary.

The setting sun is getting lower, and I don't know if it's because of the sunset, but the sea surface is as red as blood.

"Ang~~Ang Ang~~~"

Accompanied by waves of roars, the sea surface surged, and black shadows appeared and disappeared on the sea surface.

This world is the ‘Ming Dynasty World No. 3’!

For a long time, the stars and moon gradually became clear in the sky.

On a giant rock on the beach, the clone Lu Sheng stopped practicing, opened his eyes and looked at the 'Bhanhai Ziyun Guards' who formed a square formation in front of him and floated in the sea, with his upper body exposed.

"Lord Pojun!" General Xie, who was wearing a water tank made of ten-thousand-year-old sea shark skin with bulging muscles, cupped his hands to his clone Lu Sheng and said loudly: "More than ten thousand enemy troops have been wiped out, eight hundred

There are no casualties among the Ziyun Guards!"

"Hmm~" The clone Lu Sheng nodded, with a smile on his face, and replied: "That's right! Taibai didn't brag this time. You are equal to the Tiance Army in the naval battle, and your combat power is no worse than that of the Seven Kills Tiance Army.

Even more appropriate!”

"Lulu~~~" Just as the clone Lu Sheng was about to praise him a few more words, on the beach about a hundred meters away from the rocky seaside, a war horse stopped at a rapid pace.

"Lord Pojun!" The cavalry on horseback shouted loudly: "The Ming army that came to support [Xianyou] has been captured by us. How to deal with it, please decide how to deal with it, Lord Pojun!"

"Okay!" The clone Lu Sheng responded loudly: "Come here!"

"Thank you General!"

"exist!"

"Take the brothers ashore and follow me to Xianyou County. See if there are any good seedlings in this Ming army. Taibai has been complaining for a long time, saying that there is no real water warfare general to train you.

Keep following the same path as before (the pirate group)."

...

Outside Xianyou County, a dozen miles away, a crowd of people squatted on the ground, surrounded by groups of more than a thousand soldiers in light armor from all directions.

Among the people squatting, the position in the front

"Yuan Jing..." Ding Bangyan, who is now in his fifties, whispered to a dark-faced man next to him: "Where do these thousands of sergeants come from? What can you tell?"

The dark-faced man shook his head, and under the flickering light of the surrounding torches, he said solemnly: "If you can't tell, first of all, you can be sure that it's not a Japanese pirate! No matter in terms of body shape, armor, or combat power, it is not comparable to the Japanese pirates.

"

"Indeed." Ding Bangyan nodded: "The sergeants who came to support Xianyou were all elite soldiers who had been with us for a long time. However, they were captured alive by them when they were outnumbered by many times...

.”

As he spoke, there was a sense of disbelief in his words, even though he had experienced it personally before.

"It's more than that!" The black-faced man continued: "I just asked the men and women, and it was passed down by word of mouth, and I learned one thing..."

"What?"

"Except for the hundreds of men who were slightly injured, no one died in the battle!"

"Hiss~~~"

"How is that possible!" Ding Bangyan first took a breath, and then exclaimed in a low voice: "Is it true?"

"Yeah!" The black-faced man nodded, moved, and prepared to stand up.

"Wait!" Ding Bangyan grabbed him and shouted: "Yuan Jing, what do you mean?"

"I'm going to talk to the young generals over there." The black-faced man said, gesturing with his chin to several young men with more ornate armor on duty not far away.

"Have you lost your mind and gone crazy? You haven't killed us before, so I don't know if you have other intentions!"

"Don't worry. At most, they are private soldiers raised by the big family in the south of the Yangtze River. Now outside Shanhaiguan, Houjin is getting stronger and stronger, and they often invade the border. Along the southeast coast, Japanese pirates also invade the territory from time to time. We are tired of running around, but this Japanese pirate

It's like they are killing endlessly. If these private soldiers can be recruited into the guardhouse..."

"Hey!" At this moment, among the young generals not far away, a white-faced young general suddenly laughed.

Here, the two unaware people were still talking in low voices.

"That's all! Ten years ago, your boy wrote a poem, "It's not my intention to be a prince, but I hope the sea will be peaceful." As long as it can solve the problem of Japanese pirates, you will do whatever it takes."

"Go ahead and be careful with your words. If you save your life, you can kill more Japanese pirates. That girl Bai Ying even said that she wants to be your teacher and learn swordsmanship!"

"This girl, less than ten years old, is still wielding swords and guns every day..."

"As for you, I passed the martial arts examination ten years ago. This girl was just born. How can you not be good at martial arts... Okay, I'll go there first..."

As the two of them talked, the dark-faced man took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

Suddenly, the guards from all directions and the thousands of squatting guardsmen behind them turned their attention.

The well-trained guards behind him were fine. The guards on all sides looked young, but their eyes had substance, which put great pressure on the black-faced man.

"Huh~~~"

After all, he has a good heart. After taking a long breath, under the pressure, the black-faced man walked step by step towards the goal he had already found.

It is strange to say that as a prisoner, walking freely like this, no guard made any move or spoke.

Even the guards and prisoners, more than ten thousand people, all looked at him silently.

The distance was only a dozen feet, but when walking down, it was like carrying a mountain. By the time he reached a few feet in front of the young generals, the dark-faced man felt that his whole body was soaked with sweat.

He cupped his hands and opened his mouth to speak, only to realize that his voice was a little hoarse.

"You are the censor of the capital, Qi Jiguang, a pioneer under the command of Mr. Tan Lun, the governor of Fujian, and the governor of Tongzhi, Qi Jiguang. I have met several generals!"

"Hey!" Several young generals with interesting smiles on their faces first smiled together, then waved their hands and said: "You can't be called generals. We brothers are just captains of the team!"

"Team leader?" Qi Jiguang's mouth twitched as he spoke. This yellow-faced young general seemed to have captured him alive with just one move, right?

This could only be the leader of the team. The private army's emphasis on civil affairs and military affairs is more serious than that of the Ming Dynasty, right?

As for why I didn't think about it, the superiors of several young generals were stronger.

Well, this is really beyond his knowledge.

Suppressing the complaints in his heart, Qi Jiguang cupped his hands again and asked in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "I don't know what to call you?"

I thought to myself: "Let's try to make some connections first, see how young the people are, and see if we can get some words out of them."

"Xuda!"

"A certain family often encounters spring!"

"My name is Tang He!"

Good guy! Qi Jiguang was a little surprised. He thought he was a young man who was just starting out, but he actually gave up a fake name without hesitation!

"Ahem! Well..." Qi Jiguang's face turned dark. Fortunately, he was already dark, so most people couldn't see it. He said sarcastically: "Since you don't want to tell the truth, why don't you just say it? Why follow Taizu?"

The names of 'Wei Guogong' and others were used to prevaricate."

"..."

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"Even if some people have a magic sword in their hands, it is difficult for them to become sword masters!"

"puff!"

"who?!"

This is Cuiyun Peak, the Cuiyun Peak where [Excalibur Villa] is located.

When the clone Li Qinglian flew high in the sky and headed towards the capital in a straight line, her powerful soul sensed four sky-shaking sword intentions and sword intentions coming from below.

Curious, he lowered his height and floated quietly in the air, watching the peak showdown that was rare in this world for a century.

Xie Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan, Ye Gucheng, Ding Peng!