From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 83: Advancement to the late stage of bone strengthening; various parties surge (ask for first order~~)

After traveling through time, Wu Fengdeng has never been as crazy as he is now.

The price of taking so many drugs was that I successfully made myself useless for two whole days and two nights.

When he regained consciousness from the chaos and confusion, what came into his sight was a scene of rugged rocks, dark and damp.

It seems... still in the cave.

Wu Fengdeng opened his mouth to take a breath and subconsciously propped himself up.

Cluck cluck~~
Suddenly, there was a series of bone popping sounds, and then a sense of lightness gradually came into my mind.

He looked down at his body. He was shirtless, wrapped in a large piece of cloth with several dark red blood stains.

The bloodstain on the shoulder was particularly thick, and there was a strong smell of herbs, which clearly showed that a lot of drugs had been used.

"It seems, it doesn't hurt anymore?"

Wu Fengdeng moved his arm in surprise. Apart from a slight soreness, he no longer felt any pain. The wound even felt a little itchy.

呲!
He tore off the cloth strips on his body and saw that all the wounds on his body had formed blood scabs, which meant they were healed.

Seeing this, he was finally relieved, but then he thought back to his previous crazy appearance and still felt a lingering fear.

"Damn it, if I had known I would be so arrogant, I should have called for an ambush instead of doing it myself."

Wu Fengdeng showed a bitter smile on his face, then he got up and stretched his body.

Wait, this vigorous Qi and blood in the body...

Late stage of bone strengthening!

Only then did he notice that the blood in his body was more than three times more vigorous than before, like a dark river, seemingly calm but surging with the slightest thought.

And you can obviously feel that your bones are stronger and stronger!

It is definitely the late stage of bone strengthening!

"If one survives, there will be future fortunes!"

Wu Fengdeng smiled sincerely, feeling extremely fortunate. He did not expect that not only did he not die, but he turned a disaster into a blessing.

After the late stage of bone strengthening, the next step is to reach the state of opening meridians!

"With the Qi and blood of the late stage of strengthening bones, plus the red lotus fire, if I face the meridian-opening realm again, I will be able to fight. At least I don't have to fight as hard as before."

"It's just a pity that the gun is broken..."

Wu Fengdeng sighed lightly, then took his package from the stone bed next to him.

During this bandit suppression campaign, he brought two sets of clothes, some gold and silver, a few bottles of rare medicines given by Yang Jianwen, and the wooden box he found in Jiao Cheng's house that night.

He has also looked through some classics these days, and what he can be sure of is that this is the Monet box made by the Gongshu family, a family that is skilled in mechanical engineering. It is a mechanism similar to a cipher box and is the most popular mechanism box among the upper class in the world today.

The special mortise and tenon joints are made of twelve regular wooden strips and can only be released by pressing in the correct order.

Wu Fengdeng was very cautious and did not dare to break it open forcefully, so he always carried it with him and took it out to try whenever he had time, just as a way to pass the time and relieve boredom.

Then he changed into another set of clean clothes and strapped everything on his back.

At this moment, the sunlight at the door was blocked by shadows, and the tall figure was Yang Shouzheng.

"General!"

Wu Fengdeng hurriedly clasped his fists.

Yang Shouzheng nodded slightly, looked at his body, and said with satisfaction: "Not bad, not only has it recovered, but it has also broken through to the late stage of bone strengthening. It seems that you have a good foundation."

"Thanks to the general for giving me the medicine to save my life!"

Wu Fengdeng knew very well that he was able to survive because he must have taken many precious elixirs, otherwise even the Lord could not have saved him.

"No need to thank me. Saving your life was also a death order from the clan leader."

Yang Shouzheng was sitting on a stone chair and waved his hand, motioning him to sit down too.

"I have already burned the bodies of Ma Qi and Jin Guanglan. The battle report attributes their deaths to bandits. They have been sent out now."

"They won't believe it, will they?"

Wu Fengdeng frowned slightly.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. Now it's time to tear each other apart. We are all thousand-year-old foxes. There's no need to hide too much."

"Tear each other down?"

Wu Fengdeng was stunned.

Yang Shouzheng nodded, with a hint of teasing in his bright eyes.

"Boy, do you think we are going out this time just to kill these bandits?"

"The real intention of the clan leader is to keep our elite troops away from Diqiu and occupy the mountain."

"Weiguo, things are going to change."

Wu Fengdeng's pupils trembled slightly and he was overjoyed.

He originally thought that what he said to Yang Jianwen that day would not have any effect, and at most it would just make her more vigilant.

But I didn't expect that she actually listened to it!
No wonder this bandit-suppression team consisted of the Yang family’s elite and most loyal followers. No wonder these people remained indifferent when he killed Ma Qi and Jin Guanglan.

It turns out that he had been rebelling for a long time!

Finally, I don’t have to suffer any more!

Rebel, we must rebel!

Seeing the excitement on his face that could not be concealed, Yang Shouzheng smiled helplessly and raised his hand and said, "You don't have to be so excited."

"The tribe leader has not yet made a final decision on where to go from now on. She has just deployed the troops in advance. They can attack, retreat, defend, or go far north. The decision is always in her hands."

After his reminder, Wu Fengdeng came to his senses and gradually calmed down.

You are right. The Yang family has existed in Wei State for thousands of years. How could they rebel just like that?

And the reality is, although Yang Jianwen has advanced to the Zhenwu realm and has few rivals in the country, it does not mean that she is invincible in the country.

After all, he is too young. I don't know if there are any hidden old guys in the Wei State. There are at least two or three people in the Zhenwu realm, and the various princes and kings from other places also have heavy troops.

Compared with the entire royal family, the power of the Yang Mansion is still weak, and it is unrealistic to overthrow it, at least it is impossible to succeed without years of planning.

Therefore, the most likely way out at the moment is to lead the army to escape.

In the vast land of China, there are seven great princes and countless small countries. There are wild grasslands in the north, dense forests of ancient Yue in the south, and islands in the east.

The sky is high and wide for birds to live, so they can find a place to stay anywhere.

"Wu Fengdeng, since you have nothing to do, I have another task for you to do."

Yang Shouzheng took out a sheepskin scroll from his bosom and continued, "This is the real battle report of this time. It needs to be sent to the clan leader for review. You are free now, so go and deliver it."

The battle report he had sent to the court was a forgery; the information about lost soldiers and the current battle situation was intended to confuse people.

The true situation still needs to be sent to Yang Jianwen.

Wu Fengdeng nodded and reached out to do it.

"Someone is coming."

Then Yang Shouzheng shouted, and the guard outside the door brought in a new red glass gun.

"When we set out, the clan leader gave us her arsenal. This red glass spear has four patterns and is more than fifty pounds heavier than the one you had before. Try it out and feel it."

Wu Fengdeng's eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly reached out to take it, then fired a few shots. The slightly heavy feel just matched his current strength in the late stage of bone strengthening.

With the new weapon in hand, he felt extremely at ease.

Today, it was drizzling outside, and the gray sky was covered with low clouds. Wu Fengdeng put on a straw raincoat and rode his horse towards Diqiu.

Emperor Hill.

It was also rainy.

Yang Mansion Ancestral Hall.

At the doorway with classical relief, drizzle seeped in silently with the wind and had formed a small puddle at the threshold.

The thick humidity made it so that the candle flame could not lift its head, and the flickering flame cast shadows on the rows of seats.

The thirty-four successive heads of the Yang Mansion were ranked in a fan-shaped pattern on the altar. Each name was a sensation in that era.

Thousands of years have passed, and this symbol of the glory of the Yang family is now weighed down by the sparse rain and cannot be lifted up.

Yang Jianwen knelt upright on the cushion, his red robe spread on the ground, looking like karmic fire. His plain face was enveloped in candlelight, revealing his solemnity and dignity.

There is a figure floating outside the door.

Baoer put away the wooden umbrella, knocked on the doorstep, and then walked in gracefully.

"My Lord, you have been praying for three days without food or drink."

Yang Jianwen closed his eyes and said slowly after a long while: "The Yang Mansion that has existed for thousands of years is destroyed in my hands today. It is not too long to kneel."

“They forced me to do it.”

Baoer clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, then suppressed his anger and continued, "Sir, today is the national sacrifice, are we still going?"

All the countries in China have the tradition of holding national sacrifices every year. Especially in years of war, national sacrifices are an indispensable sacrificial activity.

To comfort the souls of the heroes who died in battle and to pray for the prosperity of the country.

Yang Jianwen: "In this battle, two of my brothers died, and several thousand soldiers were killed. They are also on the national memorial tablet. I want to go."

"I'm worried they'll set an ambush..."

"There will definitely be an ambush."

Yang Jianwen opened his eyes, looking indifferent and cold, then stood up, picked up a stick of incense and inserted it into the altar.

"The National Memorial Monument has a strong negative energy. If they set up a formation, it will suppress my Red Lotus Karma Fire. This is the only time they can take action."

"It's nothing to me. They are greedy for power, tricks, and calculations, but they are ultimately narrow-minded."

"Since we are leaving, we need to have a clear discussion with them and let the heroic spirit rest in peace in the afterlife in front of the national memorial monument."

"By the way, send them over and make amends to our ancestors in person."

Yang Jianwen bowed and the moment he looked up his eyes turned completely cold.

With a flick of her red sleeves, karmic fire swirled out and spread to the entire ancestral hall.

"Bring me my gun!"

Boom~~
The drizzle gradually got heavier, thunder and lightning flashed, and the wind grew stronger.

Jixia Academy.

Jiang Qiyu held the gold-inlaid jade silk that symbolized the first prize in the debate conference in his hand, looked up at the distant sky, and his eyes gradually became melancholy.

"Are the bandits at Xushan difficult to deal with?"

"Pray for rain."

Yi Su walked over silently, put his hand on her shoulder, and looked at her gently.

"I have sent a letter to my family in Qin State, and I will take you there in a few days."

"There, you can get close to the roots of the hibiscus tree, and the future is promising."

Jiang Qiyu nodded and said, "Thank you, Master, but I want to wait for Brother Fengdeng to go together."

Her world has always been small, so small that it can only accommodate Wu Fengdeng and Yi Su. If she leaves either of them, she will feel reluctant.

Wu Fengdeng had not yet returned from the battle to suppress bandits, and she had no intention of leaving early.

Yisu pursed her lips and said, "Just now we received a report of a battle from the direction of Xushan. The bandits there are cunning and have taken a strategic position. It will take some time to wipe them out."

"Wu Fengdeng is not among the officers killed in the battle, don't worry."

Jiang Qiyu gave a slight push on his shoulder, and then he felt a little relieved.

"Today is the national sacrifice of Wei State. The King of Wei asked me to preside over the sacrifice and pray for rain. You should come with me."

Yisu's eyes are deep and unpredictable.

"Today, the situation in Wei State will change drastically."

Suddenly, the sky and the earth became bright, and the flashes of lightning made Jiang Qiyu squint his eyes.

Rumble~~~
Wow!
Da da da~~
Amid the thunder, heavy rain blew on Wu Fengdeng's face. The road ahead was gloomy, but the horse under him became even more excited. Its powerful hooves created splashes of water on the wet ground.

"Ma Qi and Jin Guanglan are from the Capital Guard, and the Capital Guard is nominally under the control of the royal family, but in fact it has long been infiltrated by Prime Minister Li Yun."

"I don't know if these two people came to assassinate me at the instigation of Li Yun. My current position is not enough to attract his attention, unless... he finds out about Jiao Cheng."

"But this is not important. The important thing is that Diqiu must be full of Li Yun's spies now. I'm afraid I can't take the official road and have to go around to Yang Mansion."

Wu Fengdeng thought silently in his heart.

call out!
Suddenly, a crossbow arrow came rushing from nowhere at an extremely fast speed. By the time Wu Fengdeng discovered it, it had already pierced the warhorse in a flash.

It suddenly let out a long scream of pain, and then fell heavily to the ground!

In an instant, mud splashed on Wu Fengdeng's face. After a moment of dizziness, he immediately stood up and stood guard with a gun.

There is an ambush!
"It seems that my father was right to worry. Those two idiots, Ma Qi and Jin Guanglan, really died in an unclear manner."

In the darkness, a figure slowly walked out.

The man wearing a black robe, with a handsome and fair face and a sinister look between his brows, was Li Yan!

Wu Fengdeng narrowed his eyes and carefully observed his surroundings. Only after he found that there was no one else around did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"No need to look, I'm the only one here this time."

"Li Yan, I thought you were hiding in the Prime Minister's Mansion, too ashamed to see anyone."

As soon as he said this, it was like a thorn in Li Yan's side.

That day, Wu Fengdeng beat him up at the Jixia Academy. Although he didn't suffer any internal injuries or hidden diseases, his bruised and disfigured face made him lose face.

He was the son of a prime minister and the most outstanding disciple of the Yin-Yang School at the Jixia Academy. Wherever he went, he was surrounded by people and treated with respect.

When have I ever felt so frustrated?
But the first time he met Wu Fengdeng, he was beaten up so badly that he lost all face in front of all the disciples in the academy.

Although they didn't say anything, their uncontrollable laughter was sharper than a knife!
This incident was deeply rooted in his heart, and he regarded it as his lifelong shame!
So today, after learning that Machi and the other man had died in battle, he took the initiative to volunteer in front of Li Yun. Despite Li Yun's dissuasion, he was determined to kill the bastard in front of him with his own hands!

Only in this way can I avenge my previous shame!
Li Yan took a deep breath and said coldly, "I wonder if your spear tip is as sharp as your words."

"Didn't you experience it that day? If you have forgotten, I can help you find the feeling."

Wu Fengdeng took off his straw raincoat, and the heavy rain instantly soaked his red shirt, and his red glass spear was also smooth and brand new.

However, to his surprise, Li Yan on the opposite side did not draw out his sword, but took out two glove-like things and put them on his hands.

呲!
Then sharp blades extended from the fingertips, like the claws of a wild beast.

"Do you think I have been decadent and listless these days? I am still a pariah after all. I will let you see the true power of Zhu Rong's fire system."

Li Yan's mouth curled up, his fine teeth flashing.

"You are dead."

(End of this chapter)