Chapter 97 I’m not good at martial arts

Mad dog...

I have to say that Ambassador Yang's evaluation of himself is very vivid.

In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang really needed people like him.

Because he is a loner, or there is no interest group behind him.

At this time in the Ming Dynasty, interest groups had been formed, with vassal kings as the core nobles, such as the King of Yan and the Xu family, the King of Jin and the Fu family, and Zhu Fan's father-in-law, Yongping Hou Xiecheng, Zhou

Wang and Feng Sheng, even the King of Chu still has his father-in-law Wang Bi.

These are all interest groups.

Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang had to kill a bunch of people at once, because if you don't kill a bunch of people, it would be difficult to ensure that the rest of this interest group would not rebel.

Even if you really don’t have the ability to rebel, can you still defect?

Kill Fu Youde but not Xie Cheng?

What if Xie Chengyi was so scared that he simply fled to Beiyuan with his cronies? In the final analysis, he killed Fu Youde because he and the King of Jin were related, but Xie Cheng was the father-in-law of the King of Jin. In the same situation, people of the same level as Wang Bi and Cao Zhen

He has to die, let alone him. It’s not like he doesn’t understand. And such veteran generals who have experienced hundreds of battles are familiar with everything about the Ming army. Once they defect to Beiyuan, they will bring great help to Beiyuan! Even if they don’t defect,

As long as he deliberately causes mischief in future wars and causes the Ming army to lose the battle, it can be done. It can be said that as long as Zhu Yuanzhang has this idea, he will have to be ruthless.

Entire interest groups were eradicated.

This kind of true hero will not have any entanglements in killing.

This is a military commander.

Civil servants are also an interest group.

If it weren't for interest groups, there wouldn't be a North-South ranking three years later.

Zhu Yuanzhang is not dead yet!

They had already bet that Zhu Yuanzhang was too old to hold a knife, but they didn't expect that the bet was wrong. Even if Zhu Yuanzhang was old, he could still pick up a knife to kill people.

Almost thirty years.

Everything that should be there is already there.

But Yang Feng is different. He is purely airborne, or literally airborne. He has nothing to do with any interest groups in the Ming Dynasty, and he has no relatives. It can be said that in this regard, he is cleaner than Nine Thousand Years Old.

, then why not just let him out and bite whoever he wants like a mad dog?

No matter which interest group he bites off, Zhu Yuanzhang will ultimately benefit.

So what Yang Feng needs to do is to continue to act unscrupulously...

Pingwangyi.

"Don't move.

Mr. Zhang, I eat fast and chant Buddha's name, and I don't like killing.

Don’t force me to break my precepts!”

Yang Feng, who was wearing a nine-tube mask, took Yang Wen's memorial to Zhu Yuanzhang, looked at the wounded lying around and said.

Including messenger.

He just needs to be publicly robbed.

Otherwise Zhu Yuanzhang wouldn't know it was him.

If something like this happened, under normal circumstances, the courier would be exiled to the frontier at the least, and could be punished with death. However, knowing that it was him who did it, Zhu Yuanzhang knew that there was something wrong with the memorial, so he would not punish the courier.

Yang Feng walked out of the inn amidst wailing sounds. As soon as he left the door, he saw dozens of strong men on horseback approaching. Each of them was obviously not Han, but of color or mixed race, and they were not good-natured and had a temperament.

It can be seen that at least they have been on the battlefield.

He calmly stepped aside.

These people looked at the nine-tube mask on his face with confusion, but they probably didn't want to do anything, so they walked straight past and entered the inn.

Yang Feng was tearing up the memorial from behind and watching them go in.

"what happened?"

Angry shouts suddenly sounded inside.

Yang Feng smiled and threw the memorial that was completely torn into pieces into the ditch nearby.

Those lustful eyes turned around one after another, looking at him doubtfully.

Yang Feng stretched out his hand and waved in a friendly manner.

"It's him, it's him, he's the one who stole the memorial to His Majesty!"

The messenger limped out, pointed at Yang Feng and shouted.

"Ah, what are you talking about? Yes, I robbed it, but it has been torn into pieces now. You can pick it up if you like."

Yang Feng said.

The leader, Semu, sneered and drew his sword.

"Take it!"

he shouted.

Immediately afterwards, two semen rushed straight towards him.

Yang Feng watched calmly. The moment they arrived one on the left and the other on the right, he quickly passed by the two knives before they met at a speed that completely caught them off guard. At the same time, with one hand on each side, he grabbed their belts and roared.

, suddenly pulled down, and amid the neighing of the war horses, the two of them fell off the horse at the same time as he pulled down.

Then it hit the ground.

The force of the fall was so severe, and this was on a solid road, the two of them fell into unconsciousness.

Yang Feng, standing among them, continued to look at Semu across from him.

The leader Semu returned the sword to the scabbard, took off the flail from the saddle, and then dismounted directly and walked over. The following Semu silently took out their bows, also dismounted and put on the bow strings. The leader Semu arrived in front of Yang Feng and knocked down the flail in his hand without hesitation.

, Yang Feng quickly dodged, but this guy was very good at playing. Before he could hit him forward, the flail and short stick struck him horizontally. Yang Feng, who was not good at cold weapons, quickly retreated, but the guy swung it again, and the short stick struck him.

The stick hit him squarely in the chest and bounced off the bulletproof insert inside.

The man was stunned for a moment.

The front half of this short stick looks like a mace, but it actually has short spikes.

Normally, this would be a serious injury.

"Wearing armor?"

He said with a sneer.

"I am not good at martial arts, but I like to use equipment."

Yang Feng said frankly.

"If you hide your armor privately, you will be killed without mercy!"

Semu shouted.

Then the two men released the bow strings in their hands.

Two arrows hit Yang Feng instantly, and one hit his leg.

But still no penetration.

He has homemade raw silk armor on his legs!

Although I know it can be refreshed, it still hurts before refreshing. The torso, crotch protectors, knees, and elbows are all covered with body armor. The torso is made of hard panels and the rest is Kevlar. There is also a helmet on the head, but the other parts of the limbs are indeed

No.

Then use raw silk layered on top and then compacted with rivets to replace Kevlar.

Of course, silk is still much worse than Kevlar.

But it can be thickened!

It's nothing more than an arrow-blocking cloth. A few millimeters of Kevlar can be used as an arrow-blocking cloth. One centimeter of thick raw silk is enough, right?

In winter, you should wear cotton pants.

"It's my turn!"

Yang Feng moved his fist and said.

Before the Semu leader could react, Yang Feng raised his foot and knocked a Semu off the ground. The Semu leader stabbed forward with a flail in his hand. The Semu in the middle screamed and was knocked down, but Yang Feng appeared behind him.

, the fist in his hand hit the leader of Semu in the chest. Leader Semu also screamed and fell down, but was kicked away by Yang Feng before he landed. At the same time, the flail was in Yang Feng's hand. Then Yang Feng caught up and pushed the flail suddenly.

On his chest.

This guy continued to fly towards his subordinates.
To be continued...