"One person, one knife?"

Grande finally came back to his senses.

He could imagine that scene.

What kind of strength can defeat two thousand elite soldiers, leaving only a quarter of them to escape?

Is that human being?

"Where's Tsuyoshi Fujita?"

Grande suddenly remembered that soldier who looked very powerful.

"He was also dead. He was torn in half by Yang Lin, and his head was cut off afterwards."

Grande's scalp felt cold.

"He He……"

"Okay, Grande, the matter is over, don't dwell on personal hatred anymore." Allen suddenly said from the side.

"The House of Lords has decided that you are taking personal revenge and intending to murder the royal princess. You should be relieved of your duties now and return to the country to face trial."

"What?"

Grande turned back suddenly, "You..."

"Yes, I was the one who sent the news back. Grande, by making such a decision, you not only put the little princess in danger, but also harmed the interests of the British Empire. You are no longer suitable to be in this position.

Of course, this is actually what the little princess said to you."

"You little guy."

"you flatter me."

Allen looked at Grande with a smile, as if he were looking at a dead person.

…

Beiyang Army.

military camp.

Inside the spacious and bright handsome tent.

Fuyuan all unified into Fang Yuan, rubbed their foreheads that were red from the pressure, raised their heads from the table, and felt the dazzling sunlight.

I read the document so late last night that I fell asleep on the table.

When I got up, I still felt a little dizzy and thought that I would not be able to work so hard again in the future.

Its daybreak.

the weather is nice today.

It is also a good day to build your own merits.

There was a slight smile on his lips.

Thinking of the scene when the troops were dispatched, he felt very happy.

It doesn't matter whether you know how to fight or not. In the Beiyang Army, if you want to live well and climb quickly, you only need to find out the preferences of the boss.

It is indeed a good opportunity for this mission to fall on me.

As long as we capture and kill the madman who was so audacious and dared to kill Mr. Yuan, we will be able to accomplish a great feat.

Others wouldn't calculate this business, but he still calculated it very clearly.

This kind of errand, which is both easy and simple, can make great achievements in the heart of the emperor, cannot be found even with a lantern.

He didn't understand why those colleagues looked at him like a fool.

Who is the fool? Needless to say?

He's not just a martial arts practitioner.

In this day and age, what tricks can a warrior do in front of the army?

Can it stop bullets? Or can it catch cannonballs with bare hands?

What he calls a master or not is just a private flattery from the Jianghu people themselves.

Therefore, he simply could not understand why even a wise and powerful man like Mr. Yuan Ge would be so respectful to those warriors in the capital.

"Come here, pass the order. Three-quarters of an hour later, the army will set off immediately.

This time, I will personally cut off that madman’s head and present it to Mr. Ge Lao.”

"yes!"

There was a reply from outside the door.

Cheng Fangyuan rubbed his eyes, which were still a little groggy, used his little finger to pick away the eye droppings, and stretched...

Just as he was about to call his attendants to bring him hot water to wash himself with, he turned his eyes and saw a bloody head placed on his temporary desk.

His eyes were wide open, looking very ferocious.

"ah……"

Cheng Fangyuan's heart was beating wildly, his scalp was exploding, and he screamed and fell backwards.

The chair and the person fell to the ground with a bang.

"Who, whose head is this? Why is it on my desk?"

Several soldiers heard the cry, suddenly tore open the tent and rushed in.

Immediately afterwards, the adjutant also came in, saluted with a military salute, glanced around, and frowned when he saw the head.

"Go and find out what happened in the city yesterday?"

From the hairstyle on this head, he had already guessed that he was probably Japanese.

And here, the place with the most Japanese people is Shanghai City.

Since someone took the trouble to deliver the dead man's head to the commander's tent, there must be some purpose.

The news is easy to investigate.

Soon, soldiers came to report.

"Last night, Major General Tsuyoshi Fujita of the Japanese military took a warship and led two thousand elite soldiers under his command to attack civilian houses in the British Concession area.

As a result, two thousand people were bombarded by artillery fire and swept by machine guns, but they were still killed by a man holding a knife. They left their armor and armor behind and only less than four hundred people escaped."

"One person, one knife."

call out……

Several people were secretly shocked.

"Have you found out clearly? Who is that person?"

I heard that the person who attacked the Japanese at that time was Yang Wudi Yang Lin, the little martial artist...

The Japanese commander Tsuyoshi Fujita was torn in half by him on the battlefield and his head was beheaded."

"Also, I have specifically inquired about Fujita Tsuyoshi, who has a majestic appearance, a Chinese character face, big eyes, and red vertical lines between his eyebrows..."

Cheng Fangyuan looked up and saw the head with round eyes still staring at him.

Isn’t it just the Chinese character face with big eyes and red marks between the eyebrows?

He felt his head was numb and walked over without saying a word.

Next to the head, pressed, there was a piece of snow-white paper with some writings written on it with blood stains.

The handwriting is very strange, it lacks pen and strokes, but it is still recognizable.

"It's great to have friends from far away... Yang is not a person who doesn't know etiquette. He reciprocates the favor. He will definitely go to Beijing to pay homage to Mr. Yuan Ge in person one day."

Cheng Fangyuan read each word twice, his face suddenly changed, and he hissed: "Go back to the teacher, go back to the capital, and send someone to report to the boss in advance. He said that Yang Lin is a ferocious beast, and he must be punished more

Be on guard.”

He no longer fights in battles, and he no longer wants to make meritorious deeds.

At this time, the only thought was to return to Yuan Shuangcheng.

If the fight here is fierce, Yang Lin will rush to the capital first and assassinate Mr. Ge.

Then he will die without redemption.

The contempt he had for Wu Fu before was now completely forgotten by him.

Not to mention, he has the powerful ability to kill two thousand heavily armed mechanized elite soldiers with one sword.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Just relying on the opponent's ability to move freely among thousands of armies makes him feel chilled and timid.

'This life is really saved.'

Cheng Fangyuan knew that if he didn't have any grudges against the other party in the past, he would have no grudges these days...
To be continued...