SPL • 008 | Identity


Shen Yi, “I am a subordinate of the Black Iron Camp, under the direct command of Marshall Gu.”


The gaze of the teenager and the killer met. The young wolf’s fangs haven’t sharpened yet, but apparently, the ferocity has been born naturally.

This may be a natural temperament. When someone is caught in a deadly situation, there are two types of people who will fight back. The first is the type of person who has calculated carefully, or will act based on morality, duty, integrity, or even after weighing the pros and cons, that is the final choice. Their hearts know fear, but their conscience or intelligence can overcome this fear. This is real courage.

But there are also other types of people who won’t think about anything. Everything is based on instinct; instinctively feel angry, instinctively full of desire to fight, even though in their hearts they vaguely understand that their resistance will lead to even more terrible results, but they still cannot refrain from biting the enemy.

At this moment, Chang Geng was undoubtedly the last type of person, and maybe the word “fear” alone was enough to upset him.

Considering the years that had passed, it wasn’t just Xiu Niang who had to fight with his conscience, Chang Geng was truly the same. In the end, Xiu Niang did not kill him, maybe it was because half of the blood flowing in him belonged to his sister. Chang Geng didn’t kill him either, maybe because besides the long years of torture he endured, however, Xiu Niang was still the one who raised him.

The barbarian who was full of scars seemed to have been stabbed by his gaze. Raising his huge fist in anger, he had to make Chang Geng shed blood.

At that moment, a roar suddenly came from the door, and the barbarians standing guard there flew away and destroyed half of the room.

The dark room suddenly lit up, and intense sunlight began to slide in. Chang Geng narrowed his eyes; he heard a terrible scream before he could see the light.

The wounded man’s arm that gripped Chang Geng was severed severely. Chang Geng’s legs suddenly have no place to tread again, he helplessly must fall to the side. In the next moment, he was gently embraced by another pair of armor arms.

There are always some steel armor pieces that have been dismantled lying in Master Shen’s yard. It’s just that the price of the Heavy Armor is very expensive, and shouldn’t be cared for by ordinary mechanics 一 even people involved like Xu Baihu can’t.

Only on one occasion, when the Heavy Armor had been completely damaged and would be taken to the General Hill to be handled. Teacher Shen secretly used his connections to request it and bring it home. He enthusiastically disassembled the Heavy Armor that had existed since the beginning of the time, then explained to Chang Geng carefully about the inside and outside.

Chang Geng still remembered that he once said that when someone wore a Heavy Armor, one could gain the strength of a thousand troops, destroy military horses, tear down walls around him, and if the basics were understood, even children could do it.

However, the hardest thing to do is not to lift mountains.

The strongest iron armor warriors are those who wear heavy armor and can still pass through the thinnest thread through embroidery needles.

The iron armor used by the man who had just arrived was different from the iron armor of the barbarian soldiers. It looks like the size is a little smaller. The outside of the armor also did not have a bright silver light; the color is dark and does not attract attention at all. He gently patted Chang Geng’s back and placed the boy on the shoulder of the Heavy Armor he was wearing. He spoke in a whisper, “Don’t be afraid.”

The voice coming from behind the iron mask was somewhat distorted, Chang Geng sharply turned around, seriously staring at the tightly closed surface of the mask.

Only then did the barbarians standing at the door finally react; they rushed in like a swarm of bees. With the Scarred Men as their center, they spread in a circle, surrounding Chang Geng and the man in the black armor.

The black armored man has one arm that protects Chang Geng’s shoulder, and the other hand carries a straight “iron rod”, thin steam coming out of the unsightly tail of the iron bar.

The slash movement just now was too fast. Chang Geng can’t see clearly 一 is the gun really this worn-out iron stick?

The man with scarring gave out cold sweat, his face turned blue. He took two steps back carefully and spoke in a low voice, “Black Armor, Wind Slasher … You are one of the demon crows.”

• [割 风刃 gē fēng rèn] 一 literally means a knife that can pierce the wind. One of the fans made a 3D model, and it was also blogged by Priest! Here: https://fx.weico.net/share/41449681.html?weibo_id=4233612024973387

#Picture above #


Chang Geng couldn’t react at first. Not long after that, his back suddenly tensed up 一 a demon crow!

That’s right, fourteen years ago, in the Northern Expedition, the Black Iron Camp rushed straight to the northern barbarian savannahs. Coming like a black whirlwind, barbarians hate and fear them, thus giving them the name “demon crow”.

The black armored man did not pay attention and with the wall reminded Chang Geng, “Hold on tight.”

The scarred man shouted, and four other trained barbarian warriors surged with him. The sword slashed from all four directions. Dark purple light flashed beneath the feet of the black armored man; he deftly made a hole in the slit and jumped on the roof of Xu’s fallen home. As soon as he landed, even though the left shoulder that currently carried Chang Geng remained motionless, his right part suddenly moved at an astonishing speed, the “iron bar” in his hand appeared like an illusion.

Chang Geng’s eyes widened because he could see that there was a blade on the head of the wand used by the man in the black armor. The blade like a whirlwind slashed downwards, and the barbarian army that attacked forward could not escape. They took a direct blow to the chest and the golden box in the center of their armor exploded instantly, Ziliujin inside exploded into a frightening blaze, blasting the body of the giant monster into small pieces.

Hot blood splashed on Chang Geng’s face. He controlled himself with everything he had, almost unable to maintain his immovable appearance. His hands clung tightly to the corner of the black armor.

This is … the legendary Black Iron Camp that can pit one against thousands, there is no obstacle they cannot overcome.

The barbarians recognized the wide gap between their abilities and their opponents, they no longer dared to fight alone. They exchanged glances. At the same time, they ran out of Xiu Niang’s room, spread out in several directions, and jumped onto the roof.

One man hurried to the man’s black arm’s leg, slashing his leg joints. One man swung his sword at the man’s head, closing his escape route. The others aimed right at the golden box in the heart of his black armor.

After losing one hand, the Scarred Man took more than ten steps back. He raised his other arm, then opened the compartment at the front of his metallic arm. An evil arrowhead was ready to fly, aiming directly at Chang Geng who was being carried on the shoulder of the man.

These barbarians have gone hunting together since they were young, surround and kill, their teamwork is unmatched.

Blazing intentions floated in the sky, people could feel all their hair standing tall.

Chang Geng could finally see the iron bar in the Black Armor’s hand clearly. When pushed at high speed, a three to four foot black iron blade shot out from the end of its long trunk, while continuing to spit out fine steam. When it runs out of power, the sharp blade will travel at high speed and pull back to the other side, one move and one pull. The blade rotates in a full circle like a scary meat grinder.

At this moment, Chang Geng’s leg suddenly fell to the ground. The black armored man pushed him from his shoulder into his embrace. His entire body clung to the armor chest, leaning together.

Chang Geng was surprised 一 did not calculate his weight, one Armor alone would have been hundreds of pounds. After bowing into this position, all of their weight would be pressed against the lower back of the black armored man; it won’t end until it breaks his back, right?

The man turned his body, made a clean and tidy turn in the air, hugged Chang Geng and jumped down from the roof, accurately dodging the arrow that the Scarred Man shot at them.

The light on the Wind Slasher was concentrated into thin lines, its movements were fast and precise, killing one person, slashing another person’s legs, then the mechanism inside the leg protector gave off white steam, pushing the heavy armor forward. He had traveled more than ten feet in the blink of an eye.

It seemed like he could easily handle this barbarian soldier, because his hand held Chang Geng so he could not compete with them for long.

“I’ll send you out of town first.” The man still spoke in a flat tone, “Too chaotic here, and about your mother … please be arrested.”

Chang Geng leaned on him. He paused for a few moments, then he said, “My mother drank poison to kill herself. She was always in contact with barbarians outside the borders. Maybe she was their spy.”

The black armored man said nothing; he doesn’t seem surprised by this.

“You saved the Barbarian’s son. This is your defeat 一” Chang Geng was silent, then completely exposed the identity of the other party, “Teacher Shen.”

A thin white cloud of steam appeared in the ear of the man in the dark colored armor, then a black iron mask was pushed up, revealing Shen Yi’s educated face.

“There was a rebellion on board the North Patrol unit,” Shen Yi said. “I originally thought that the traitor was Brother Xu, but it seems that the reason why Xiu Niang committed suicide was partly because of the remorse she felt for her husband. Brother Xu might have sacrificed for the country, even to the end, he was unaware of all this. You must also … bear this loss. “

“Looks like you already know …” Chang Geng whispered, “Who are you?”

Shen Yi, “I am a subordinate of the Black Iron Camp, under the direct command of Marshall Gu.”

The subordinate of the Black Iron Camp, under the personal command of the Marquis of Order, Gu Yun.

Chang Geng pondered this sentence several times in his head, and it all felt like a dream 一 he had just found out that he was not his biological son, this mother was also a barbarian spy, and now an honorable teacher living next door, whose hands were never clean of engine oil is a General from the Black Iron Camp.

Then what about Shiliu?

Chang Geng smiled sadly and thought, even if someone told him that his Yifu was Marshall Gu or even the Emperor himself, he still could not find the strength to be surprised.

“Why is General Marshall Gu hiding in this remote area? Why did you save the son of a barbarian woman?” After asking these two questions, Chang Geng realized that he would lose control. He immediately wanted to close his mouth, but unfortunately, he still could not stop himself from saying the unnecessary additional question, “Where is Shiliu?”

Chang Geng felt a tremendous sadness in his heart at this question. Things have become like this but he is still worried about Shiliu. He was fully aware that that person was some kind of great character disguised as an ordinary person, but he was still worried because his eyesight was not good, his ears could not hear well, whether he would accidentally get hurt in this chaos, if he would be able to find a hiding place ….

He can’t even control himself to think; ‘Why is the person who came to rescue me Teacher Shen? Why is that person not Shiliu? ‘

The sounds of murder and screams filled the air. The form of the Giant Kite engulfing Yanhui City in its shadows, Baihong arrows flew everywhere, creating haunted shadows. In the distance, someone’s house caught fire and the flame spread rapidly. Shen Yi remained steadfast, closing his eyes to everything as he moved left and right, avoiding all the wild arrows in this chaos, “Your Majesty, please sit tight.”

Chang Geng asked in a daze, “What are you calling me?”

Shen Yi calmly said, “Fourteen years ago, while His Majesty was patrolling in the South, the Royal Empress was pregnant. Alone in the palace, she had fallen into the scheme of evil doers. She had managed to escape with the help of a younger sister and His loyal servants On their way to the South, they ran into the rebel army of the common people, the empress was very weak, she fought desperately to give birth to His Majesty in the midst of chaos, in the end, he would never be able to see His Majesty again . “

“The Empress’s sister took His Majesty and fled, since then all the news has been cut off. In recent years, the Emperor has sent many people to search personally. He always thought that His Majesty had met your death 一 only three years ago finally there are a few small hints. His Majesty has sent us here to welcome you back. ” Shen Yi briefly explained in a few words, “We cannot reveal our identity to His Majesty, please forgive us …”

Chang Geng doesn’t know whether he should laugh or cry. He felt that Teacher Shen’s brain might be filled with oil. He has compiled a story full of shortcomings. According to him, Xiu Niang is the younger sister of the Royal Empress, if so, then the Royal Empress is also a Barbarian woman?

Besides, if the Emperor sent someone to find his son, why would he only send two people? Even if the Emperor was very poor, with the entire Imperial Palace having many judges and military personnel, how could they only send two people? And why didn’t the two men reveal their identities for more than two years?

With this extraordinary Black Iron Camp General living next to his house, there was no way they didn’t know that Xiu Niang had been communicating in secret with barbarians … Why didn’t they stop him?

Chang Geng interrupted, “You’re mistaken.”

Shen Yi, “Your Majesty …”

“You’re mistaken!” Chang Geng felt very tired, he suddenly didn’t want to get involved with these people anymore, people who only knew how to tell lies,

“Let me go down, I’m just an illegitimate child born of a barbarian woman and who knows who the bandits are, there’s no point for the Generals of the Black Iron Camp to put themselves in danger just so I can be saved, not worthy of having you guys as My Yifu! “

Shen Yi could only sigh after hearing that last sentence. He felt that seventy to eighty percent of Chang Geng’s words were directed at Shen Shiliu. He was just stuck in the middle, and Chang Geng directed his anger at the person who was completely wrong.

He gently grasped Chang Geng’s kicking leg with a frenzy, “Forgive my impoliteness 一 The pinky finger on your right foot is slightly bent compared to normal people, just like His Majesty the Emperor, this is the dragon bloodline.”

Chang Geng quickly jerked his feet back, his heart becoming colder and colder.

He clearly remembered that this leg was not born naturally like this. His toe was broken by Xiu Niang himself when he was little. He ignored his crying and screaming, twisted one of his toes then used the method used to tie a woman’s foot to tie her toes into a deformity.

Dragon bloodline bullshit … even this can be made up?

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