Smelting and Exploding the Heavens

Chapter 3
Hojo seemed to be able to easily decapitate Fan Zhuoyuan with a single stroke.

Thirty steps... twenty steps... ten steps!
These ten steps came in an instant, his blade was already raised horizontally, as long as he crossed it with horsepower, it would be enough to unleash the powerful power of cutting gold and breaking iron!
The thousand warriors in the rear had already cheered. At this distance, the general of the Yuan army did nothing.

The morale of the Yuan army declined greatly, and then everyone under the leadership of Jia Lao launched a desperate charge, defeated the powerful enemies in front of them in one fell swoop, and drove them to the sea to drown them all!

Even the Jiangjun of the Southern Song Dynasty saw this scene and thought that the young marshal had committed an idiot and would suffer a big loss!
The faces of Fan Zhuoyuan's soldiers changed drastically. They shouted and raised their bows and arrows, but it was too late!

The war horse roared towards him, but Fan Zhuo, who had remained motionless, kicked his feet fiercely, and came to the war horse in an instant like a tiger leaping through a stream.

His shoulder quickly pushed forward, and the front collided with the horse's chest!
There was a muffled bone cracking sound that could be heard by both armies, and the war horse uttered a mournful cry and fell to the side, kicking its hooves and bleeding from its mouth, it was already dead.

But Fan Zhuoyuan's feet were half a foot deep in the sand, motionless, still maintaining a striking posture.

Although Beijo Zongqian's saber was sharp, he didn't even have a chance to hit his opponent, so he fell out with the inertia of the horse's forward charge.

Soldiers from the Japanese and Southern Song armies exclaimed at the same time. They really didn't expect that someone could resist the impact of a galloping horse with pure physical strength. The scene was too profound!
At this time, Hojo Zongqian was worthy of his self-proclaimed title of great swordsman of Kyushu. Even wearing a heavy armor, he could support the ground with one hand before landing, and landed steadily with a somersault.

Although the light in his eyes was astonished, he reacted very quickly and had rich experience in actual combat. As soon as he stabilized his posture, the sharp long knife slashed towards Fan Zhuoyuan's back and neck with a sharp howl that cut through the sea wind!
At this time, Fan Zhuoyuan's legs were stuck in the sand, obviously he was inconvenient to move, and he was not wearing any armor, so under the famous sword in Beijo Zongqian's hands, his whole body was vulnerable!

The armies of the Southern Song Dynasty and the Japanese samurai group exclaimed at the same time. The situation on the battlefield changed extremely quickly, and the offensive and defensive positions changed instantly, which made people unable to react in time.

The long knife was sharp, and suddenly cut Fan Zhuoyuan's neck, but it only hit Fan Zhuoyuan's neck.

It touches the skin, not even the slightest bit!
Many Japanese samurai, and Hojo Sosa, who is bound to win, have a look of disbelief.

However, all the armies of the Southern Song Dynasty looked at each other and laughed wildly. Everyone in the army did not know that the young commander was invincible, his whole body was invulnerable, and he didn't need armor at all.

Fan Zhuoyuan took his feet out of the sand in a leisurely manner, and turned around slowly.

Hojo Zongqian was covered in cold sweat, he almost thought he was encountering a monster, roared crazily, slashed with the famous sword in his hand, and even used the sword energy and sword light crazily regardless of consumption.

He slashed Fan Zhuoyuan's body more than a dozen times in a row until the leather armor on his body was shredded, and the dark muscles exposed inside were as shiny as before.

Fan Zhuoyuan was expressionless, and he couldn't make any expression. He tore off the leather armor and underwear casually, and let his muscles as solid as iron be displayed in front of the two armies, walking step by step with Hojo Sosa's famous sword.

It was only then that Beijo Zongqian could clearly see the terrifying and ferocious image of the man in front of him. In addition to everything that happened just now, he already regarded Fan Zhuoyuan as a legendary evil spirit, and he was terrified in his heart.

As he retreated and chopped, he kept shouting, "Xi Mo! Xi Mo!"

Opponents just don't sit...

The last knife cut on Fan Zhuoyuan's collarbone. The collarbone was fine, but the knife broke in two.

This change made the battlefield quiet for a while, Hojo Zongqian suddenly collapsed, with a howl, he abandoned the glory of the warrior, deviated from his Bushido, and fled frantically to the rear.

Fan Zhuoyuan only took a step forward, grabbed his armor and pulled it back, without any emotion, he said: "You cut me dozens of times, and I will only punch you back. If you survive, I will give you a chance to surrender." .”

Bei Tiaozong's shallow eyes were about to burst, and he looked at Fan Zhuoyuan salivating. He raised his fist the size of a sandbag, and then slammed it in the face!
The fist shadow instantly enlarged, and everything was plunged into darkness. Finally, he didn't have to collapse in fear.

Hojo Sousa's face collapsed completely, and the moment his fist hit his face, his neck was thrown back crazily, his cervical spine was broken, and he died beyond death.

Fan Zhuoyuan casually tossed down the corpse in his hand, looked at the thousand anxious warriors in front of him with cold eyes, and roared in a muffled voice: "The whole army is attacking, not one will be left behind!"

At this time, the [-] troops had completed the encirclement, and immediately surrounded them from three sides at the same time!

One side is as imposing as a rainbow, and the other side is frightened. The battle turned to one side without any surprise.

None of the Xiangguo soldiers and horses escaped for more than a thousand days, and they were all beheaded and killed on the shore.

The wild bandit farmer, who was spying on them nearby, was so shocked that he peed his pants on the spot, and fled this terrible hell one after another.

After that, a hundred thousand troops landed ashore without any obstruction.

Not all of the [-] troops are warriors, but they include a large number of craftsmen, farmers, merchants, and so on.

With such a huge number, it will take at least several days to land.

Fan Zhuoyuan was not in a hurry at all, he led his elite troops to march around hundreds of miles.

With [-] soldiers and horses, they broke through Zuotuyuan City, Yaofei City, Gaoguo City, and Nobeoka City in the Hyuga Kingdom without any effort.

In three days, Fan Zhuoyuan easily controlled the entire territory of Hyugaguchi, beheading all the samurai retainers who refused to surrender.

The civilian merchants they encountered on the way neither plundered nor killed them. They were just forced to come here as civilian husbands to help fleet craftsmen build temporary ports and take care of two meals a day.

They were apprehensive at first, but later found that the meals given by this army were quite rich, not only the white rice they seldom ate, but also various fish and algae from the sea.

All of a sudden, many ordinary civilians who heard the news came to work for Fan Zhuoyuan and the others.

This made the construction of temporary ports and camps much faster. It was completed in four days, and the [-] troops finally landed!

At this time, the military forces in various places in Japan were concentrated in the west of Kyushu Island, and they had no time to look eastward against the Allied Forces of the Three Clans of the East Road, which was fighting against the Mongolian Yuan Zhengri.

Fan Zhuoyuan was overjoyed when he saw the camp on the shore.

Sure enough, the system popped up a prompt that the task was completed.

For the [-] points of proficiency, he directly clicked into the column of hard qigong, and saw the value flashed a faint light, and it was completely solidified.

He also felt slight changes under the muscles and membranes all over his body. He seemed to be able to control any part of the fascia with his thoughts, making it float and straighten, and store air inside.

This is a bit like an air-filled leather pad, which can cushion the shock generated by the blow with the help of internal air, greatly reducing damage.

Especially for the protection of internal organs, the effect is excellent.

Of course, Fan Zhuoyuan still couldn't effectively control other than those few positions of the doors, and he had to be completely accomplished before he could be completely flawless.

However, at the current level, not only does it have a strong defense against knives, guns and sticks, but it can also fully resist even a penetrating blow like a heavy hammer and iron mace.

In addition, being able to freely control most of the fascia in the body also greatly improved Fan Zhuoyuan's fighting skills.

(End of this chapter)