novelhk Chapter 135 You Can't Kill Me
Chapter 135 You Can't Kill Me
Inside the vault, only heavy breathing and the soft rustling of jewels rolling gently could be heard.
Everyone's eyes widened.
Looking at the legendary pirate lying amidst countless gold and jewels, he almost forgot to breathe.
Zhang Baozai struggled, and finally, the fear of impending death appeared in his eyes. He hissed:
"You...you can't kill me...I...I am a descendant of Koxinga! You keep talking about overthrowing the Qing and restoring the Ming...killing me would be betraying your ancestors!"
The crowd was taken aback, and instantly recalled some legends about Cheung Po Tsai.
"Yes! I've heard it from older people!"
"It seems that Cheung Po Tsai is Zheng Yi's adopted son, and also his godmother Zheng Yi's mistress."
"Zheng Yi is going around proclaiming himself a descendant of Koxinga. If that's the case, then Cheung Po Tsai seems to be one too?"
"What? That's not true at all! Zheng Yi made that up himself!"
"How could Lord Koxinga have such a pirate descendant?"
The crowd was buzzing with discussion, talking about rumors of dubious veracity.
Some people are starting to have second thoughts.
But if this guy really is a descendant of Koxinga, should we still kill him?
Chen Wen walked step by step to the mound of treasure, looking down at him from above.
Upon hearing this, he not only remained unmoved, but instead seemed to have been insulted and flew into a rage.
"A descendant of Lord Guoxing? Fine, then tell me, what was Lord Guoxing's name?!"
Zhang Baozai was taken aback and subconsciously said:
"Zheng... Zheng Chenggong!"
"Wrong!" Chen Wen shouted sharply, his voice like thunder.
"His original name was Zheng Sen! He was bestowed the imperial surname 'Zhu' and the given name 'Chenggong'!"
"He can be called Zhu Chenggong! He can be called Zheng Sen! But he absolutely shouldn't be called 'Zheng Chenggong'!"
His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept over everyone around him, who were stunned by his words, before finally settling on Cheung Po Tsai's face. His tone was heavy and pained:
"Back then, Lord Koxinga burned his blue robe, raised the banner of righteousness, drove out the barbarians, and reclaimed his homeland. What heroic spirit, what unwavering loyalty and courage he displayed!"
"He is protecting our Chinese heritage and preserving our bloodline!"
His voice suddenly turned to extreme contempt and anger as he pointed at Cheung Po Tsai, who was half-buried in jewelry:
"And you! You claim to be his descendants, yet what kind of shady dealings are you involved in?"
"Robbing traveling merchants is to destroy the livelihood of China's maritime trade!"
"Burning down coastal fishing villages is tantamount to slaughtering my own compatriots!"
"They colluded with foreigners, sold opium, oppressed the innocent, and even accepted the Qing court's offer of amnesty, groveling and begging for mercy!"
"How can you face Lord Koxinga, who fought valiantly to the death and refused to surrender?!"
"How can he face the loyal souls who died alongside him?!"
With each word he spoke, Cheung Po Tsai's face grew paler.
The chests of the Blood Flag soldiers, civilians, and even many surrendered pirates around them straightened up a bit, and their eyes burned with anger.
Chen Wen took a deep breath and said decisively:
"You know what? There are so many pirates at sea, why would I go after other pirates instead of coming here to kill you?"
"We must clean house on behalf of Lord Koxinga! Set things right!"
"Today, I'll let everyone see clearly that you, Cheung Po Tsai, are not a descendant of Koxinga at all!"
"You don't even deserve to be called a Han Chinese!"
"How are your actions any different from those of the Japanese pirates? You are a Japanese pirate!"
"Lord Koxinga, loyal and courageous in protecting China, yet you cowards, infringe upon his illustrious name to commit such vile and wicked acts, disgracing our ancestors and harming our compatriots!"
"They deserve to die!"
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent, deeply shocked.
Indeed, Koxinga was a great hero, while pirates like Cheung Po Tsai used the name of Koxinga's descendants to become pirates.
The crime deserves death!
"I...I..."
Cheung Po Tsai seemed to want to make some further explanation.
However, Chen Wen ignored him completely and bent down to pick up a large knife from the scattered jewelry.
With a flick of his wrist, the blade cleaved through the stagnant air with a whooshing sound.
"A powerful, head-on cleaving blade!"
The blade flashed like a bolt of lightning, slashing down fiercely from the top of the head!
Cheung Po Tsai had absolutely no chance to dodge; his withered skin was already being torn apart by the blade.
"A downward, horizontal swing to strike the waist!"
Before the blade's momentum was exhausted, it shifted with the footwork, changing from a slash to a chop, and then sweeping horizontally across the waist!
"With the wind at your back, autumn leaves are swept away!"
Using the force of his spin, Chen Wen swung his blade along the ground, sweeping it across Zhang Baozai's lower limbs.
"A sweeping attack leaves no enemy unscathed!"
The blade spun, drawing an even larger arc of death.
The broken limbs twitched slightly amidst the pile of jewels.
Chen Wen moved with agility, his sword following his movements, his chanting perfectly synchronized with his sword strikes, each phrase corresponding to a clean, ruthless, and precise blow.
"A leap of seduction, swift as lightning!"
The knife tip, from bottom to top, pierced through the remaining covering in the chest cavity.
"A series of rapid, downward-sloping cuts!"
The blade flips, executing a series of diagonal slashes, further breaking it down.
"Quickly take the left and right defenses!"
The flashes of blades wove into a net before him, utterly crushing any remaining resistance.
"Shift and change form with a thrusting dagger!"
With the final step firmly planted, the Guan Dao is now held in both hands, and like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, it is thrust forward with a sudden twist!
puff!
The sharp blade of the Guan Dao pierced deep into Zhang Baozai's head, through his neck, and pinned him to the cold pile of gold and silver.
The hum of the blade gradually subsided.
Until this point.
The withered torso, once severed, slowly slid and scattered along the cut, like an old, disassembled puppet.
There wasn't much fresh blood, only pieces of dried flesh and bones mixed among the dazzling pearls and jewels.
Inside the treasure vault, it remained deathly silent, but the atmosphere had changed.
Lin Shirong, Liang Kuan, and all the men of the Blood Flag Army stared intently at Chen Wen's figure as he sheathed his sword, their chests heaving violently.
Those eight incantations, those eight cuts!
They were very familiar with it; it was the Eight Blades of Breaking the Edge that the captain required them to practice diligently!
They thought they could also wield such power, but seeing Chen Wen's skill firsthand, they realized what it meant to operate with perfect ease and what it meant to strike with deadly precision!
There are no unnecessary frills; every cut is simple, direct, and deadly!
This knife technique is simple and practical!
He was born to kill Japanese pirates!
Many people subconsciously tightened their grip on their knife handles, feeling as if many of the obstacles they had encountered in their previous practice had suddenly become clear, yet also feeling a sense of awe and disparity.
Xie Si and the other people were somewhat frightened.
They had witnessed murder, even the cruelty of pirate raids, but this was something else entirely... amidst a sky full of glittering jewels.
To dismember a living person in such a cruel way was beyond their capacity to bear.
The pirates who surrendered were especially terrified.
They feared Cheung Po Tsai because of his accumulated power and ferocity.
But now, this young captain is even more terrifying and brutal!
Beneath that refined and calm exterior lies a will and strength even more resolute and unyielding than Cheung Po Tsai's.
The pirates had been thinking of finding a chance to escape.
But now, the last trace of contempt and wishful thinking has vanished, leaving only boundless fear and submission.
Chen Wen loosened the hilt of the sword, letting it remain diagonally embedded among the treasure and wreckage.
He slowly turned around, his gaze calmly sweeping across the entire room.
Wherever their eyes fell, the Blood Flag Army soldiers stood tall, their gazes burning with fervor.
The people instinctively lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at each other.
The surrendered pirates, as if crushed by an invisible force, collapsed to their knees one after another, not daring to even breathe.
After a brief silence.
Lin Shirong was the first to react, and he roared with all his might, his face turning red.
"Victory!!"
"Victory! Captain is invincible!!"
All the Blood Flag Army soldiers seemed to awaken from a dream, raising their arms and shouting wildly!
The people were awakened by the deafening shouts, and looked at Zhang Baozai, who was nailed to the gold and silver, and at Chen Wen, who stood like a war god.
They joined in the excited shouts.
The surrendered bandits, kneeling all over the ground, lowered their heads even further amidst the thunderous cheers of victory, demonstrating their unwavering loyalty with the most humble posture.
Chen Wen's expression had returned to calm, as if his previous ferocious power was just an illusion.
His gaze swept over the ravaged treasure vault, the kneeling pirates, and the excited crowd, finally settling on Yan Zhendong and Lin Shirong:
"Tooth-cha Su, take your men to inventory the stock and register it."
"Xie Si, arrange for the people to move into the front camp on the island in batches and settle down."
He paused, his tone turning cold, and looked at the trembling pirates:
"Master Yan, Shi Rong, Liang Kuan, you take your men and recruit the pirates!"
"Quickly quell the unrest and prepare for battle!"
Everyone understood the arrangements, but the last one was a bit confusing.
Lin Shirong asked subconsciously:
"Captain... are we setting off again? Where to?"
Chen Wen had already turned and walked out of the treasure vault, leaving only one order:
"Turn around and head back! Destination: Mite City!"