The Era of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 131
On the first day of April, at noon.

Outside the city of Jinling, in the water village on the edge of the Yangtze River, dozens of military ships slowly set out, sailing against the current.

On the first day of April, the small school at the beginning of the month, it is reasonable to go out of the water village to inspect the ships at that hour.

But Jianning's military preparations have been slack for a long time, and it is already rare to see "elite soldiers and good generals" and "dedicated to their duties" to be able to go out to deal with them.

This is not ridicule. After counting dozens of states on Jiangnan East Road and West Road, the Jinling Navy is already a first-class elite:

With an establishment of 5000 people, 6000 people can be gathered, and there are not many old, weak, sick and disabled. The vacancy rate is as low as 60%, which is lower than the vacancy rate of the forbidden army in Bianjing!
What's more, Liu Menglong, the captain of the navy, is said to have been born from the belly of his mother, Meng Heilong.

"It's been a while today! It's all because the girl on the Qinhuai River is so charming."

Liu Menglong was half-clad in military uniform, with dim eyesight, staggeringly standing on the bow of the flagship ship, although he was very drunk, his heart was still somewhat clear.

He took out his hands and greeted a few ships that were deviated from the formation, and asked them to adjust according to the formation map. Then he sat down on the bow and asked someone to cook some hangover soup, while he stared blankly at the beautiful scenery of the Yangtze River .

The Yangtze River is fast-flowing, sparkling, and green; both sides of the river are full of spring, and there are birds and frogs, green willows and new grass everywhere, which is a scene full of vitality.

good!so beautiful!
Liu Menglong looked at the never-ending rolling Yangtze River, and felt infinite emotion in his heart, but he was a rough man, who didn't understand poetry, music and Fu, and could only say "yes" when he had infinite emotions.

Huh?Liu Menglong tried his best to look far away, and saw a small boat, like a leaf, going down the torrent, like a rolling silver pen, piercing the beautiful leather of the Yangtze River.

The boat went down the river like a feathered arrow, and soon approached the fleet.

This boatman is so ignorant that he doesn't know how to dock when he sees our big boat coming?
Liu Menglong was a little annoyed, and then fixed his eyes on the boat, and saw a monk coming out of the boat tent.

This monk was born so strange, so ugly that he has no eyes?

Liu Menglong breathed out most of his anger, and just thought that this time he would spare the ship the crime of colliding with the warship, when he saw the monk on the bow of the boat suddenly began to 'transform', and in an instant, a large living person became a man with a diameter of two feet. above the cannon.

This is the Real Form?

Liu Menglong sobered up in an instant, seeing that the barrel of the giant cannon was flickering with electric arcs, so he didn't care about the thousands of sailors, so he immediately took off his cloak and plunged into the rushing water of the Yangtze River.

The fake Lilong carefully lay down at the bottom of the river, and Liu Menglong raised his head to look at the scene on the river across the river.

The shining white meteor shot up from the river, turning the Yangtze River into two sides like a sharp sword.

Then, countless meteors streaked across the sky, competing with the sun, and accurately covering dozens of hundreds of boats.

This short-lived meteor ignited the endless fireworks on the Yangtze River.

Jinling Navy, it's over!
"It is said that Liu Menglong's army is very strict, and the time is rarely missed in the review, but not always. He can leave the village at the time of the day and can be delayed until noon, and the time is almost missed."

Li Hao, who had changed back to Xuzhu's appearance on the boat, also had no intention of chasing down the few remnants and defeated generals who escaped their lives one by one. Using magic powers, he transformed into a sci-fi plane and headed towards Muzhou.

From Jinling to Muzhou, the mighty power of the magic foot is no more than half a stick of incense.

"Fortunately caught up!"

Li Hao and Fang La confessed their crimes, and laughed with Murong Fu and Fang La's Dharma king protectors before standing on the side of the newly built high platform.

Today, there are dark clouds covering the top, and there is no rain even though it is noon, but the east wind in spring is also blowing people's bones.

At noon, Fang La took the stage, and Li Hao used the management authority of Chicken No. [-] to force tens of millions of people on Jiangnan East and West Second Road, Liangzhe Road and other eighth roads south of the Yangtze River to listen to Fang La's speech at the same time.

Under the high platform, the Mingjiao elite gathered together.Wan Jun was dumb, and they all looked at Fang La on the high platform.

The field was quiet and chilling, only the sound of the wind blowing the banner, against the dark clouds.

Fang La wore a golden hat with corners soaring to the sky, a nine-dragon robe with sun, moon and cloud shoulders, and a red cloth on her head, giving her a domineering and hostile look.

Standing on the high platform, he first confirmed with Li Hao that the live broadcast was on, and then looked around at the countless faces under the high platform, then took a deep breath, circulated the source energy to amplify the sound, and said loudly:
Today, taxes and duties are heavy, officials invade fishing, and agriculture and mulberry are not enough to supply.The lacquered bamboo fungus that I depend on for my life is also well-known, and there is no Zizhu left.

In addition to the extravagance of the emperor's and ministers' voices, dogs, horses, earthworks, prayer shrines, armored soldiers, flowers and stones, millions of silver and silk were bribed from the west and north captives every year, all of which are my son's blood in the southeast! "

He said the opening remark, then paused, seeing that the soldiers below were angry, and some didn't seem to understand, so he said it more bluntly:

"This group of powerful and treacherous ministers, bullies and tyrants are like blood-sucking insects, lying on the great rivers and mountains, sucking the blood of my people, eating the marrow of my people, gaining power and power, and eating the people!"

We alone work hard all year round, earning meager income, and my wife is cold and starved, so I can't get enough food for a day.If there is a disaster year, the family will be destroyed.What do you guys think? "

Most of the tens of thousands of soldiers present were from poor backgrounds. Thinking of their own family eating bran and swallowing vegetables, lying low and being small, most of them felt aggrieved, their chests heaved and they were full of anger.

Fang La was very satisfied with the reaction of the soldiers, and immediately came up with the desire to perform. He raised his hand high, shook his arms and shouted, his voice was like thunder:
"When our ancestors were born, a load of grain was only 1200 Wen. Before the disaster last year, a load of grain cost [-] Wen. This year, a load of grain cost [-] Wen!
Three thousand words!

How many people can afford three thousand wen per load of food! "

The crowd was indignant, everyone was furious, their faces were red, and they wished they could eat those powerful and treacherous officials raw.

Fang La also entered the scene while talking, tearing up, and shouting hoarsely:

"This world of birds doesn't allow people to live! But those dignitaries, they only have one head, wouldn't they also die if they were chopped off?
If they don't let us live, we don't let them live!That's the other way around! "

In the dark clouds, a flash of thunder flashed, and the rumbling thunder sent a trickle of water.

Fang La took off his hat, threw it on the ground, and shouted:

"Then kill all the rivers and mountains, turn the splendor into ashes, and kill all the bones of the prince! Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill kill kill!"

The roar of the Wanjun resounded through the sky.

Fang La tore off her clothes like a madman, waved them in the wind like a flag, and shouted louder than thunder:

"Pull the dignitaries, destroy the Song court. Per capita land, people have food!"

Doing this three times, countless soldiers shouted along with him, raising their weapons in unison.

"Get into trouble!"

At this time, Wu Yun seemed to be terrified by the thundering roar, and a hole was split from it, and the warm and warm sunshine shone on Fang La's burly body.

The sky and the earth were gloomy, and the heavy rain was heavy, but the high typhoon where Fang La was located was undisturbed by wind and rain, just like a miracle.

Li Hao quietly raised an eyebrow at Murong Fu, signaling him to learn this trick, and then looked at Fang La who seemed to be shining brightly, and the soldiers below who were mobilized to the extreme.

Although Huangtu's hegemony is unpredictable, this scene is enough to leave a name in history.

　The low-grade fever continued.There is another update, in the code, after the code is sent
　　
　
(End of this chapter)