From the Mingjiao leader

Chapter 79 Zhiruo
A sharp piercing sound sounded, and the light of the knife suddenly exploded in front of everyone's eyes.

The old man and the girl were provoked by the saber energy, and they prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

"who?!"

Only Yuan Bing yelled, followed by a human head rolling down in front of the old man's eyes.

Ah this!

The old man was taken aback and raised his head, only to see a man in blue shirt standing in front of him.

The sudden appearance of a figure startled Yuan Bing and the villagers.

It was Lin Yuan who came.

Without saying a word, he slapped the Yuan soldiers nearby.

The wind in the palm was stirring, like the sound of wind and thunder.

A sudden palm struck the Yuan Bing's chest fiercely.

There was a muffled sound, mixed with the crisp sound of bone cracking, and the Yuan soldier flew upside down, blood gushing wildly.

Without hesitation, after slapping the Yuan soldier away, Lin Yuan turned around, and the long knife in his hand had already slashed on the steel knife of another Yuan soldier.

The black and red knife wind slashed, instantly tore the steel knife in Yuan Bing's hand, cutting him in two.

"die!"

On the other side, Guan'er, who was sitting on the horse, couldn't help being shocked and angry when he saw Lin Yuan knocking down the three of them in an instant.

"Wild boar who knows kung fu, dare to ruin our affairs!"

He shouted loudly: "Give it to Lao Tzu, and kill him first!"

Only then did the Yuan soldiers in the field react, and immediately rushed towards Lin Yuan.

On weekdays, they kill people like hemp, old people up to 80 years old, children down to eight years old, all die under their hands.

Now that their teammates were killed, they didn't react for a while.

When they reacted, they immediately aroused their ferocity.

Steel knives, long spears, shields, and more than [-] yuan soldiers rushed forward.

Ordinary people in the Jianghu have no way to resist even if they are armed with martial arts.

Lin Yuan looked at Yuan Bing indifferently, without the slightest timidity.

Behind him, the old village chief's body trembled uncontrollably.

He had already expected the fate of everyone, and his mind went blank.

There is only one person, how can he be the opponent of this group of fierce Tartars.

And behind him, a girl named Zhiruo raised her head timidly.

The deer-like eyes looked at Lin Yuan's green shirt.

Under the setting sun, Lin Yuan slowly raised his arm, pointed at the villagers who were kneeling on the ground trembling and begging beside him, and shouted: "Stand up!"

"It's a man, stand up! Pick up your weapons and kill the Tartars!"

"Whoever has no weapons should bite off the ears of his enemies with his teeth! Poke their eyes with his nails!"

"Are you going to kneel here for the rest of your life and be ridiculed and insulted, and want your wife and daughter to be taken away and abused?"

Afterwards, Lin Yuan pointed to the body of the Tartar beside him and said, "The Tartar is also a human being, and he will die if he is killed!"

"stand up!"

Lin Yuan knew that although his martial arts were strong, he could kill Tartars.

But he himself is unable to kill all the Tartars in the world.

If you want to overthrow Yuan Ting, you have to rely on the power of the people.

Mingjiao also needs the participation of the common people and the awakening of more common people.

The people of the Central Plains have knelt for too long, and they need blood and animality even more.

Maybe these villagers don't have martial arts, but they shouldn't be pigs and sheep at the mercy of slaughter.

In the previous life, there was such a group of people who fought desperately against the invaders for the sake of their homeland behind them.

Even if they don't have decent weapons, they even gnaw through the bark and grass roots.

Even if you use your limbs and body to resist the enemy's guns, you will not take a step back.

Even if they are eaten, they have to be a tough guy and lose a few of their teeth!

Under Lin Yuan's finger, under Lin Yuan's questioning of the man's inner self-esteem, the bodies lying on the ground suddenly moved.

"Roar!"

There was a low howl of beasts, roaring from the throats of the men.

"what!"

Behind the villagers, the hearts of the children and women jumped inexplicably.

Their hands are already full of sweat, and the tears on their faces are still there.

But in their eyes, there was a flash of light, and the blood in their bodies began to flow to the peak of boiling.

They were looking forward to the moment when their father, their man stood up.

Even if you die, my old lady will be with you!
Behind Lin Yuan, there were low growls from the trembling old village chief's throat.

In his cloudy eyes, a fierce beast-like light began to flash.

And the girl behind him clenched her fists lightly.

For some reason, she watched the setting sun fall on the green shirt, and it was a golden light.

Yuan Bing on the opposite side felt inexplicably timid when he heard Lin Yuan's scolding.

They thought of Lin Yuan's skill just now, and the dozen or so villagers behind him, and they were afraid to step forward.

Only the Yuan soldiers who had participated in the war and actually fought showed disdain.

He knew that some people's morale could not be raised.

Otherwise, there are so many people in the Central Plains court, and they would have eaten away a little bit, and now they only dare to hide in a safe corner in the south of the river.

The men slowly raised their heads and stared at Lin Yuan, the blood in their eyes almost gushing out.

But immediately, they swept over Yuan Bing's steel knife and spear, and the disdainful and gloomy face of Yuan Bing's chief.

The light in their eyes dimmed, the blood subsided, and unconsciously, they lowered their heads.

The woman behind her was full of anticipation, and as the men lowered their heads, the blood in their hearts also sank.

They suddenly felt ridiculous in their hearts, yes, what are they fantasizing about?
That's Yuan soldiers, steel knives, how could they beat them?

No complaints, they just feel sad.

Joy flashed in Yuan Bing's eyes, and bloodthirsty killing intent emerged.

Seeing Lin Yuan standing there alone, a trace of pity flashed in their eyes, but then they were filled with new malice.

Don't you want to be a hero?

It must feel good to kill a lonely hero!
There was no bitterness in Lin Yuan's heart, but only an inexplicable anger.

Lamenting its misfortune, anger is indisputable.

"Ugh!"

Lin Yuan let out a long sigh.

It seems that some people have knelt for too long, forgetting that they belong to the land under their feet.

In the next moment, swords were everywhere.

"kill!"

Lin Yuan rushed into the Yuan soldiers, brandishing a long knife, his body was full of blood, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

A blade slashed down against Lin Yuan's left arm, and Lin Yuan turned around suddenly, kicking at the Yuan soldier holding the shield.

The huge impact instantly shattered the shield, and the man's body was also kicked flying.

With another slash, the blood-colored blade glow swept out a fan-shaped vacancy in front of him.

Lin Yuan found a gap, and immediately turned around, looking at the officer sitting on the horse.

Catch the thief first catch the king!
The officer had a wide hooked nose, which made his cold eyes look more fierce.

Seeing Lin Yuan rushing towards him, the hook-nosed expression became serious.

He didn't flinch.

He has been on the battlefield.

The hooked nose knows that when you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

He slowly pulled out the long knife from his waist.

It was a real long knife, longer than Lin Yuan's slender blade.

He held the handle of the knife with both hands, and placed the blade at an angle that was most suitable for exerting force.

The horse below felt the aura of the hooked nose, and a gust of hot air spewed out from its nostrils.

The horse's hooves lightly stepped on the ground, ready to strike at any time.

Even martial arts masters may not be able to withstand the impact of cavalry.

The hooked nose looked at Lin Yuan coldly, as if looking at a corpse.

At this moment, Lin Yuan had already dealt with the last guard blocking the way in front of him.

The sharp knife light cut down, the man's body fell to one side, and his head rolled off.

puff.

The eyes of the hooked nose were already filled with crimson, and the ferocity that had disappeared in the past few years seemed to return to him at this moment.

"drive!"

Sitting down, the horse rushed out, and the long knife in the hooked nose's hand turned into a slanting arc.

The huge blade made a dull sound of piercing through the air, as if a door was slapped on Lin Yuan's head.

Lin Yuan, on the other hand, just stood there quietly.

At the moment when the long knife slashed down, the blood-colored light suddenly slashed out from top to bottom!
The ear-piercing sound of metal colliding suddenly sounded, and a huge force spread along the blade to Lin Yuan.

The hooked nose is condescending, and the weapon is heavy. Coupled with the impact of the horse, it brings incomparable strength.

But Lin Yuan's flesh and blood are now terribly strong.

Hearing Lin Yuan's roar, he exerted his arms violently.

The hook-nosed officer and the horse he was sitting on were stopped abruptly by Lin Yuan.

The huge impact force cracked the soil under Lin Yuan's feet.

And the horse in front of him, as if it had hit a wall, instantly languished.

The horse's head is down, and the back half of the body is pouted high.

And the hooked nose lost its balance in an instant, falling towards the horse.

In his upside-down vision, Lin Yuan's body rose into the air, and the long knife slashed across, cutting his body in two.

The blue clothes, the bloody knife light, the neighing of the horse, and the tartar that fell in two.

The red sunset freezes this picture and engraves it into everyone's hearts.

Like a silhouette.

The hooked-nosed body fell to the ground, collapsed into two balls of blood.

Lin Yuan lightly landed on the horseback, his eyes swept over the remaining Tartars and villagers.

Among the villagers, when they saw Lin Yuan looking over, they couldn't help lowering their heads.

"what!!"

But suddenly, someone roared, tremblingly raised the wooden stick beside him, and smashed it on the head of a Yuan soldier.

"I fought with you guys!"

There was a sudden roar, as if a flame had ignited the fuse, and the remaining villagers also stood up suddenly.

With all kinds of weapons in their hands, even bare hands, relying on the recklessness of peasants, they rushed at the Tartars.

Punch after punch, hit Yuan Bing's face fiercely.

The remaining soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty had already been defeated by Lin Yuan, and were overwhelmed by the villagers who suddenly attacked them, falling into decline.

Soon, all Yuan soldiers were beheaded.

Lin Yuan felt warm when he saw the villagers crying with joy or staring blankly.

He saw a little spark in each of them.

Their strength may not be strong, but little by little fire spreads little by little.

One day, it will also become a raging flame that can start a prairie fire.

"I remember that there is also a branch of Mingjiao near here."

Lin Yuan said loudly: "The holy fire is raging, burn my body. If you also want to resist Yuan Ting, you can join Mingjiao."

Mingjiao, the name was left in the hearts of everyone.

The old village chief said tremblingly: "Grandfather, it's getting late, let's stay and have a meal!"

A hearty woman patted her chest and said:
"That's right, we don't have anything good to repay our benefactor, but we have a lot of fish and shrimp, so let's cook a pot of fish soup!"

"Old Zhou, hurry up and take out the wine you hid."

The villagers tidied up in a panic while preparing dinner.

And Lin Yuan also came to the old village chief.

"Old man, can we have a ferry here?"

The old village chief nodded and said, "Yes! Does Mr. Benedict want to cross the river?"

"Yes."

The old man said: "Don't be anxious, benefactor, it's getting late today, why don't you rest in our village for the night."

"I'll ask the people in the village to take you across the river tomorrow morning."

The old man patted the girl behind him and sighed:
"Oh, it's a pity that Zhiruo's father died, and his boat skills are the best."

Lin Yuan looked at the girl and couldn't help being taken aback.

I saw that this little girl was really delicate and pretty.

She has a pure face, and her skin is white and tender, like suet snow.

Although he is still young, his body has not yet fully grown.

But it was Xiao He who showed her sharp corners, the embryo of a beauty.

Standing there a little thin, arousing pity.

Lin Yuan had only seen the same level of beauty in Zhao Min.

It's just that Zhao Min's characteristics are more of a heroic spirit and the self-confidence of a wealthy family.

And the girl in front of her was a wet deer bouncing around in the morning, like an elf that had fallen into the dust.

But at this moment, seeing Lin Yuan's gaze, the girl lowered her head shyly.

However, Lin Yuan had no dirty thoughts in his heart at the moment.

After all, the girl in front of me is only thirteen or fourteen years old, just a little sister.

Although in this era, at the age of thirteen or fourteen, some people have already started to talk about matchmaking.

In two years, I will have children.

If it is in the peaceful age of later generations, it must be a treasure in the hands of parents who don't have to worry about anything.

And now, her father had just died.

The reason why Lin Yuan focused on her was because of her appearance, and more importantly, her name.

Zhiruo.

If I remember correctly, in the Jinwu world, there is only one woman named Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo.

A graceful and decisive woman.

Presumably the phrase "If I have a conscience", was once a scene that countless people dreamed about.

"Zhiruo, what's your full name?" Lin Yuan asked.

The girl said timidly: "If you want to return to your benefactor, my name is Zhou Zhiruo."

The fisherman's daughter has the same name, even though she appears in a different way.

Lin Yuan can already conclude that she is Zhou Zhiruo in the original work.

On the other side, the old village chief observed Lin Yuan's expression, and suddenly said:

"Zhiruo is a child of good looks and wisdom. He can endure hardships and is well-behaved. It's a pity that both his parents have died. Even if he is taken care of by the village, life will not be easy in the future."

"Engong, you are walking alone in the rivers and lakes, and there is no one to take care of you. This old man has a merciless request. If you don't mind, benefactor, you can take Zhiruo with you."

Lin Yuan nodded, he actually had the same idea.

Now that they have met, they don't want Zhou Zhiruo to continue to hide in the small fishing village.

With his martial arts, there is no problem at all with Zhou Zhiruo.

And in his memory, Zhou Zhiruo's talent in martial arts is also very high, which will be a great help in the future.

Besides, with a lovely little sister by his side, he will also be in a good mood along the way.

Lin Yuan looked at Zhou Zhiruo, "What about you, are you willing to follow me?"

"Still in this fishing village, living an ordinary life."

Zhou Zhiruo bit her lip lightly, bowed and said, "Thank you benefactor for taking me in, Zhiruo is willing to follow benefactor."

Soon the dinner was ready, and Lin Yuan experienced a simple night in this fishing village for a short time.

When some villagers heard that Lin Yuan was going to take Zhou Zhiruo with them, they also asked Lin Yuan to accept their children.

However, Lin Yuan glanced at them, and found that these children were too mediocre, and it would be better to stay here safely after following him.

He also left some simple self-defense moves, and pointed some people to join Mingjiao.

Early the next morning, they took Zhou Zhiruo across the river.

(End of this chapter)