Ants still live in vain, let alone humans?

Therefore, even if they saw Yuan Shuangcheng leading his troops, these soldiers did not have much fighting spirit to resist.

They know that this level of strength is far from enough.

But my own general is still so close and has such a high airs. Isn't this just sticking his head out and letting others slaughter him?

Yuan Shuangcheng fell silent immediately when he looked at the soldiers who were shouting and crying.

He waved his hand, and the group of soldiers behind him quietly retreated.

In this army, he spent countless efforts to practice discipline, physical fitness, and military skills.

Not only are all of them capable of fighting and daring to risk their lives in charge, but the greatest achievement is that their willpower has been trained to be very tenacious, and they will definitely not surrender until the most desperate moment.

But this kind of elite soldiers, who were commendable in everything from military discipline to combat prowess, were as well-behaved as a flock of sheep at this time, and were arranged to squat in the corner.

Even now, few dare to stand up.

What kind of horrific things did they see?

Just when the atmosphere was unspeakably cold, a scholar in his thirties, wearing a green robe and a resolute and cold face, took two steps forward and picked up the newspaper.

This man's face was full of heroism, and he had a rather nonchalant demeanor.

Even though he was facing this tense situation, he seemed not to notice it.

Zhang Kun vaguely guessed his identity.

Noticing Zhang Kun's gaze, the scholar raised his hand and said, "Master Zhang, Tan, can you take a closer look at the contents of the newspaper?"

Sure enough, it was Tan Weixin.

Zhang Kun smiled and stretched out his hand: "Please."

Tan Weixin took the newspaper in his hand and weighed it first. He seemed to be very curious about how the paper cut off the palm and cut off the sword. After looking at Zhang Kun thoughtfully, he focused his attention again.

Above the contents of the newspaper.

I just scanned it hastily and read seven or eight breaths. The content of the text was already in my eyes and in my heart...

There was anger on the green-robed scholar's face: "Who wrote this article, and who approved it? To slander Master Zhang and praise the auspicious warrior. If I hadn't been watching this, I would have been deceived."

Everyone in the newspaper office bowed their heads, and a middle-aged man pointed at the door, "He Fangyuan wrote it, Tang Wenyuan finalized it, and polished it. Three thousand copies were printed and distributed everywhere, but..."

As the middle-aged man talked, he choked up and couldn't speak anymore.

It's obvious.

The two headless corpses were Tang Wenyuan and He Fangyuan.

Tan Weixin touched his chin in embarrassment, turned around and said to the bearded middle-aged man who had been sullen and silent: "Teacher, this may be a misunderstanding. Senior Brother Wenyuan and others are compiling the facts on their own.

The manuscript is full of slanderous remarks about Zhang Kun, which is extremely detrimental to his reputation. Such a result is really unexpected."

He cupped his hands and said in a low voice: "We are all our own people, why don't we make big things trivial, turn trivial things into trivial matters, and let it go?"

"As for General Yuan, what has happened has happened. Now the deceased is dead and cannot be saved... In my opinion, it is better for everyone to just laugh and fight, so as not to damage the harmony."

These words were obviously meant to intercede for Zhang Kun.

In fact, he was advising Kang Beihai and Yuan Shuangcheng... to stop fighting each other. If they don't step down properly, it's hard to say what the consequences will be if a fight breaks out later.

If you look again, that person doesn't seem to be giving in.

Why don't you take a step back first.

Hearing Tan Weixin speak like this, Yuan Shuangcheng's face turned green and white, and his chest rose and fell several times visible to the naked eye. It was obvious that he mustered up his courage and then lost it, and his thoughts were changing over and over again.

"Walk……"

Finally, he didn't say anything more, turned around and left with a dark face.

The three dark strength boxers, including Eagle Claw King Chen Yongkang, turned back and took a deep look at Zhang Kun, and found that the man standing there looked like a mountain, with an aura as powerful as an abyss.

My heart couldn't help but tighten, and I followed Yuan Shuangcheng without saying a word, as if I was following Yuan Shuangcheng's body, and left in a hurry.

The soldiers behind him hurriedly followed up, feeling quite gray.

After he stepped out of the door, no one spoke in the hall, and Zhang Kun stood quietly, with even a subtle smile on his face.

I don't know if it's sarcasm or ridicule.

…

Yuan Shuangcheng walked out of the gate and walked dozens of meters before he stopped and took a few deep breaths.

"Such a reckless man, such a reckless man."

The expression in his eyes was changing, but he finally sighed and his voice turned gentle: "Master Yongkang, are there many people like this in the world?"

Chen Yongkang looked stunned. He pinched the blood vessels in his injured palm to stop the blood loss. He was slightly confused and said: "It's hard to say here in the capital. If the incident of breaking into the palace for the second time is true...

So, except for a few old antiques who don't know life and death, it is impossible to find someone who can beat him head-on. Even if the Big Sword King Wu really confronts him, the chances of winning are probably not too great, and he will probably lose. Mostly."

Chen Yongkang said and turned to look at the other two people: "Master Yan, Master Fang, what do you think?"

Master Yan is Yan Shijie, the great master of Yan Qingquan's dark strength, and Master Fang is Fang Jisheng, the master of the Eight Immortals' dark strength. They and Chen Yongkang, the powerful eagle claw king, are Yuan Shuangcheng who comes from all over the world to serve as military instructors. In his spare time, he protects himself. Safety.

This does not mean that after training in the new army and mastering advanced firearms, Yuan Shuangcheng would look down on martial arts people.

He knows it better than anyone else.

Advanced firearms and artillery are just tools. How powerful they can be depends on the strength of the person who uses them.

This is the secret of his proficiency in military training.

What he focuses on is people-oriented.

Once the soldiers are strong, everything else is just trivial matters...

As long as you teach them how to use tools, their combat power will be greatly increased.

The same ordnance has completely different combat power in the hands of a strong army and in the hands of a weak brigade.

I have fought countless battles in the first half of my life, and I have also seen repeated battles between armies of various countries and soldiers of the Green Army. What I have seen most is that the Green Army fired guns indiscriminately and collapsed at the first touch...

Such a ragtag group, no matter how advanced the weapons are, is still a bunch of rubbish. If there are ten times more people, facing the capable and powerful foreign army, they will die.

The generals do not know the soldiers, the soldiers do not know the generals, they neglect training, and all of them are greedy for life and afraid of death.

Therefore, he not only found the infantry training manual of the Federation of Will, but also studied it carefully.

Moreover, he also carefully managed relationships and went to the other side's military to observe and learn.

After mastering the essence of military training of the Will Federation Army, it will be used to cultivate new troops and strive to become a strong army in the world.

More importantly, he also recruited masters from all over the world to serve as military instructors, focusing on improving the strength of individual soldiers and training willpower.

Such soldiers are drawn out. They are strong, able to fight and dare to fight. They are completely different from the previous imperial soldiers.

Originally, he thought that with such a powerful army in hand, he could conquer the world.

Given time, you will not be afraid of the imperial court internally, and you will be able to deter other countries externally.

In these troubled times, it is not impossible to not only settle down and live in peace, but also to achieve great achievements and achievements.

As for why we are so close to the reformists, it is certainly not because we are optimistic about the success of the reform...

What he is optimistic about is actually the organization of his new army.

As long as the imperial party needs a trump card, it will rise and get all kinds of opportunities, and finally have the last laugh.

Has the reform really failed?

If you lose, you lose.

With the army in hand and real power intact, no matter who the winner is, he or she will have to weigh the points.

Maybe there will be another chance.

Of course the idea was good, and the first few steps went very smoothly.

Yuan Shuangcheng could advance and attack, retreat and defend. He held a pivotal position among the reformists. Kang Beihai obeyed his advice, and the emperor also had great trust in him.

The days are getting more and more promising.

But I didn't expect that I would hit a hard nail today.

He touched the blood stain on his throat, but it still hurt a little.

If not, if Chen Yongkang, the Eagle Claw King of Beihe, hadn't reacted quickly and risked his life to save him; if he hadn't blocked it with his sword due to his blessed soul, would this neck have been severed?

Or, in fact, even if people like myself don't block that newspaper, it won't really cut through it. Instead, it will stop when it reaches the throat.

It is impossible to verify what the other party is thinking and whether he wants to kill him or not.

He guessed that it was probably the latter...

Otherwise, if you want to kill him, look at the pustules of his soldiers, you can probably kill them at any time.

This is also the reason why Yuan Shuangcheng turned around and left.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.
To be continued...