Yan Zhuo looked at the umbrella kite. Although he was not afraid, he still couldn't help but feel startled when he saw such a careless thing. He doubted whether this thing was really reliable.
Wang Laoni chuckled and said, "General, you can rest assured, the old Umbrella Kite has no deception."
Yan Zhuo also smiled and said: "Senior said that." He said this, then turned to look at Wang Zhanjin and Wang Erhu on the side, and said: "Call the Jingkou guards and call three hundred elite soldiers to the city wall.
Come on, let them see this umbrella kite."
"Yes, General." The two responded.
"I won't go to see it anymore, I'll hurry up and assemble the flying ball here." Wang Laoni said with a cupped hand.
Yan Zhuo nodded, said nothing more, just picked up the umbrella kite and strode towards the city wall. Wang Erhu on the side couldn't help but murmured: "This old man doesn't even dare to look at him. He's afraid he will run away if something happens. Could it be a Japanese?"
A thief’s spy.”
"Go if you are told. Why is there all this nonsense?" Wang Zhanjin kicked Wang Erhu in the butt. "Go quickly. I will follow the general to the city wall first."
After saying that, he turned around and ran towards Yan Zhuo again. He took meteoric strides and caught up behind Yan Zhuo in a few steps. He put his arm around Yan Zhuo's shoulders and said, "Yan Zhuo, do you think this Umbrella Kite is reliable? Let's talk about five more words."
It is no joke to send a hundred people to attack Zhenhai. If you are not careful, all 500 people will be wiped out. Also, you were just talking to the old mudhead at the door about that long period of kicking and messing around.
What is it?"
Listening to Wang Zhanjin's series of questions, Yan Zhuo smiled and said: "Ask one by one, why are you in such a hurry? I won't fall to death if I jump from the city wall."
Wang Zhanjin swallowed his saliva: "Is this Umbrella Kite reliable?"
“Whether it’s reliable or not, you’ll know once you try it.”
Wang Zhanjin asked again: "Even if he is reliable, if five hundred people fall into Zhenhai City, are you sure that you can capture the city gate?"
"Seventy percent sure." Yan Zhuo looked at the paper kite in his hand, "If this umbrella kite is really reliable."
"what's your plan?"
Yan Zhuo replied: "We don't have any plans. Later we will go to the city to buy some Kongming lanterns and put some up every night. We will first set up a suspicious formation so that when we set off at night, the Japanese thieves will be less prepared. Then we have to rely on
The umbrella kite flew, and quickly landed near the Zhenhai city wall, captured the city gate, and enlarged the troops to enter the city."
Wang Zhanjin nodded after hearing this and said, "Well, in that case we can give it a try, you and me."
Yan Zhuo smiled, his eyes as bright as stars: "Even if you don't want to go, I will pull you along."
On the city wall, the fresh breeze from the river blew the Jiangzuo military flag and made a hunting sound.
The originally blue-grey female wall was stained by fire and blood, turning black and red. The three colors of black, green and red were intermingled, making it even more mottled.
Yan Zhuo stood on the edge of the wall, the hem of his black robe fluttering like a war flag in the wind. Behind him, a group of Jiangzuo soldiers were looking at Yan Zhuo curiously.
"Hey, what do you think the general is planning to do?"
"I don't know, how can I stand on the edge of the wall and not be afraid of falling?"
"Are you practicing some kind of martial arts? Our general's martial arts are so high, so we shouldn't be absorbing the essence of heaven and earth."
"Yes, yes, I heard that those who are good at martial arts practice under the waterfall. Our general must be the same way."
Yan Zhuo saw that the people were arriving, and regardless of the comments of his men, he took a deep breath and jumped off the city wall.
"The general has jumped! The general has jumped!" The soldiers were shocked and rushed to the wall one after another, looking down.
I saw a big mushroom-like umbrella rising into the sky, and their general was floating in the air like a feather, moving with the wind, slowly drifting towards the center of the river.
Yan Zhuo looked up at the umbrella kite, and then down at the river. The river breeze felt refreshing in his face, and he felt even more happy in his heart: With this umbrella kite, wouldn't the Japanese pirates think that our army is a god descending from heaven?
When he almost landed on the river, Yan Zhuo rolled up the kite in his hand and put it away. Then he used the skill of a dragonfly to touch the water. He touched the river with a posture like a swallow flying, and returned to the shore in the blink of an eye.
The soldiers on the city wall were already surprised when they saw the umbrella kite, and they were even more surprised when they saw Yanzhuo's unique skill of flicking water. They all shouted: "General, you are mighty."
Yan Zhuo tried once outside the city wall and once inside the city. He landed safely both times.
Seeing this, Yan and Wang felt relieved towards the umbrella kite and shouted to the soldiers: "This thing is called the umbrella kite. I will summon five hundred elite soldiers to take the umbrella kite to attack Zhenhai from the air at night. If you don't want to go, you can leave now."
Got it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the soldiers said in unison: "We are willing to go!" No one retreated.
They had fought three or four battles with Yan Zhuo, large and small, and they all admired this general in their hearts. As long as Yan Zhuo's command was there, all the soldiers would only advance and never retreat.
Yan Zhuo nodded and ordered the five hundred people to gather at the martial arts arena. Wang Zhanjin would be the instructor and teach them the first three of the "Nine Movements of Zhanjin".
Wang Zhanjin was startled by this unexpected task, and whispered in Yan Zhuo's ear: "You can teach these nine postures to others as much as you want. You have to compensate me!"
Yan Zhuo smiled and said, "Okay, I'll teach you something powerful when I come back this time."
Wang Zhanjin was shocked and said: "It's a deal!"
"It's a deal."
After that, Yan Zhuo took Umbrella Kite to the open space to find Wang Laoni, while Wang Zhanjin took people to the martial arts field to start practicing the "Nine Styles of Zhanjin".
To say that the Nine Styles of Spreading the Breast is not an entry-level swordsmanship, its proficiency in swordsmanship can be ranked among the best in the world. Although it is not as good as the unsung skills of Baiyun and Jinding, it is better than those who are pursuing it.
Wind Sword, Deadly Knife, and Farewell Ring are still slightly better.
For ordinary people to master this set of sword techniques, it would take at least half a year. If the flying sphere was not too narrow to carry a wolf-toothed sword, Yan Zhuo would not have wanted his soldiers to practice the "nine postures of spreading the breast" in a hurry.
"Now, the set of sword techniques I am teaching you is called Zhanjin Nine Styles. There are nine styles in total, but time is tight, so I will teach you three of them first." Wang Zhanjin said this, flicking his wrist, and used the three styles.
The formula came out.
He has practiced these first three movements to perfection, and performs them with fluency and fluency, quite like everyone else.
"This first move is called Desert Guyanzhi. Everyone is optimistic about it. I will practice it first."
All the soldiers followed Wang Zhanjin to practice, and the sword light on the martial arts field was like a surge, and the waves were magnificent.
space.
Yan Zhuo came to Wang Laoni with the umbrella kite and said, "Senior, this umbrella kite is really precious. I jumped from the city wall and it landed like a feather."
Wang Laoni was fiddling with some fine iron components in his hands and nodded: "Okay, as long as it works, I have prepared the parts for this flying ball. As long as it is assembled, this first flying ball can fly into the sky."
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"We all rely on seniors." Yan Zhuo said with cupped hands.
Wang Laoni smiled: "Luo Ao was kind to the former sect leader, so the former sect leader gave the Flying Ball to Baiyun Villa. Gang Leader Qiao of the Beggar Clan was kind to me, so it is appropriate to give this thing to Gang Leader Qiao's brother."
Yan Zhuo nodded, recalling his eldest brother Qiao Zhenyue's warm smile, and asked: "Senior, do you have any news about eldest brother? How is eldest brother recently?"
