The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 72 A Fire in Spring
"boom!"

As the sun set, the gate of Jingbian Fort was finally opened after the desperate charge of Aobai and his men, and the soldiers of the Bordered Blue Banner who had been waiting for a long time rushed in like a swarm.

The central army's banner moved forward, and Amin swung the whip in his hand, feeling quite complacent. Surrounded by his own soldiers, he stepped into Jingbian Fort with a proud look on his face.

"Boom!"

A quarter of an hour later, a raging fire engulfed the entire city. Fire dragons were roaming in all directions. The ferocious soldiers of the Bordered Blue Banner cried for their parents and fled in a panic.

The happier they were before, the more regretful they are now.

No one could have imagined that Ouyang Zerong, the garrison commander of Fuzhou Guard, had laid a large amount of firewood in Jingbian Fort, and with the addition of strong liquor from the army, a fire was started in the spring.

"Lord Beile, run away!"

The smoke-stained Aobai ran into the anxious Amin and shouted anxiously.

As the saying goes, water and fire are merciless. In war, no matter whether it is a general or a soldier, what they fear most is flooding and fire.

During the Battle of Red Cliffs, a fire planned by Zhuge Liang and Zhou Yu wiped out Cao Cao's army of 800,000. The Cao Wei regime, which had the greatest hope of unifying the world, never regained its former power.

"They don't surrender themselves, or they are willing to be killed, and they want to die together with their enemies. These Nikans are particularly hateful!"

Amin clenched his right fist and pounded it hard on the palm of his left hand. His face looked extremely ugly, and his snake-like eyes emitted a creepy cold light.

At the same time, five miles away from Jingbian Fort, three or four thousand Iron Guards in armor, with their mouths sealed and their horses' hooves wrapped, quietly looked at the fiery red night sky.

"Shitou, charge with me later."

"Skinny Monkey, you lead 3,000 infantrymen to follow closely behind and kill all the scattered Later Jin Tartars."

Looking at the Jingbian Fort with flames rising to the sky, Shen Yuanliang, wearing bright silver armor, riding on a tall horse, pulled down the visor on his face, and gave instructions one by one.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The horn of attack sounded, and under the leadership of Shen Yuanliang, four hundred armored cavalrymen lightly kicked the horses' bellies, pulled the reins, drew the bows and arrows on the horse's back, and were ready to go.

The horses that received the order ran faster and faster, gradually gathering into a torrent and sweeping away.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the quiet night, the roar of horse hooves was like thunder and lightning, and in a blink of an eye, they encountered the remaining soldiers of the Bordered Blue Banner who had broken through the encirclement.

A rain of arrows poured down from the sky, and the soldiers of the Bordered Blue Banner who had just escaped were stunned on the spot. For a moment, there were casualties everywhere, and the formation was scattered.

"kill."

With the bow and arrow fastened on the horse's back, Shen Yuanliang saw Oboi rushing towards him like a brown bear. He mobilized all his strength and smashed down like a mountain falling down on his head.

With a "bang", an extremely powerful force instantly hit Aobai's head, like a watermelon falling to the ground, breaking into pieces, with red and white everywhere.

[Ding! You killed the Blue Banner Commander, the future powerful minister of the Qing Dynasty, Aobai, and intercepted a piece of blue luck! ]

"Why is there an ambush?"

"Whose general is this? Why is he so brave?"

Amin, who was running away with his head in his hands, ran into Shen Yuanliang who was rushing towards him. When he saw him kill the brave Abahai with one punch, he blurted out.

You have to know that Aobai is a martial arts master at the peak of the fourth rank. He is invulnerable to swords and spears with his golden bell cover and iron shirt. Even Le Hou, the "Big Yin-Yang Hand", is no match for him.

Over the past decade, Oboi had killed countless generals and enemies and had made a name for himself among the talented Eight Banners. Unexpectedly, he would fail in the small Jingbian Fort.

"Are you Amin, one of the four great beile?"

Rolling up his sleeves and opening his visor, Shen Yuanliang saw the panicked Amin, and a cold light flashed quietly. This is a big fish that cannot be missed. Last time in Death Valley, he took advantage of the situation and shot Manggurtai who was unable to move, intercepting a piece of blue luck, which made Shen Yuanliang earn a lot of money and good luck.

The "seeds" of the Abyss Demon Vine were delivered to the "bowl" by himself at that time, making Shen Yuanliang smile with joy.

"who are you?"

Holding the reins with both hands to stop the BMW under him, Amin looked at the slightly honest stranger in front of him and asked with a frown.

The memories in his mind flashed through his mind as quickly as a movie. Amin searched for various pieces of information but still could not find any relevant information about Shen Yuanliang.

"My name is Shen Yuanliang, 'Yuan' means the beginning of a new year, and 'Liang' means a kind nature."

"A few days ago, in the Death Valley of Daqing Mountain, Manggurtai died. I killed him. You should stay here today too!"

Slowly drawing out the goose-feather knife from his waist, Shen Yuanliang stared at Amin who was on high alert in front of him and spoke provocatively, trying to provoke Amin.

Words are like knives, and a war of words is a treacherous battle. It depends on who can control the anger and thus reveal their flaws.

"Did you kill Manggurtai? Did you also get the treasure?"

Hearing this, Amin was very surprised, and an unfathomable cold light flashed in his eyes, which made people shudder.

I thought Manggurtai cut off ties with the Later Jin Dynasty and hid somewhere in order to take possession of the Abyss Demon Vine for himself.

I didn't expect that Manggurtai would die. What a waste.

"You mean the Abyss Demon Vine?"

"I got it. It even recognizes me as its master!"

Shen Yuanliang dismounted from his horse, chuckling, his expression becoming more and more provocative, making people want to pounce on him and take a bite.

"You brat, you're looking for death!"

Manggurtai died, but Amin was not angry. The Abyss Demon Vine was obtained by Shen Yuanliang. Amin was angry, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were almost spitting fire.

A noble prince, a great man under the Later Jin Dynasty, he didn't get the Abyss Demon Vine, so how could a young boy like Shen Yuanliang get it?
Thinking of this, Amin roared in anger, and the sound of cloth tearing suddenly rang out. Amin turned into a "monster" with a height of ten feet and a pig's head and a human body.

Its ears are as big as a palm-leaf fan, it has a pig nose and elephant legs. Its huge trunk flutters in the wind, and its whole body is covered with stratum corneum, making it difficult to be hurt by swords.

"There are tens of thousands of races in the abyss. Judging from your appearance, you should have inherited the heritage of the middle-level porcupine race."

"In this case, it is not wrong for the world to call you 'wild boar skin'."

Looking at the "monster" in front of him, Shen Yuanliang, who had obtained the memory of the Abyss Demon Vine, easily identified Amin's background, which made the bloodthirsty and cruel Amin stunned.

"kill!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Amin was distracted, Shen Yuanliang approached him and used the goose-feather knife in his hand to instantly cut his heel and severed his tendons.

The movements were smooth and seamless, and were completed before Amin could even react.

"You little brat, you don't have martial ethics."

Feeling the pain in his heel, Amin couldn't help but exclaimed after transforming.

Fortunately, after the transformation, Amin changed from a weak human into a member of the abyss porcupine clan, with thick skin and strong bones. Shen Yuanliang's goose feather knife only cut off one-third of his tendons.

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