Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 379: Grassland Dragon Snake
Yanfu Incident 1: Wang and Ban, two people known as the "Twin Kirins" from Gaomi Township, launched an uprising and openly confronted the government troops.

Completion conditions: Find the sandalwood Buddhist beads bestowed by the Empress Dowager Cixi, kill the Gaomi Shuanglin, and quell the Boxer Rebellion in the area.

Or you can kill Zhang Shuyuan, the assistant commander of the Qing army stationed in Nanguan and holding a large number of troops, to complete the event (high difficulty). (Choose either)
Yanfu Incident 2: The leader of the Red Lantern Society, Lin Heier, who calls herself "the Holy Mother of Yellow Lotus", reappeared after ten years of disappearance, mixing with the prostitutes and slaves in Beijing, Tianjin and Zhili, and seemed to be looking for something.
Note: Your identity in the [Red Tassel Spear] fruit will be more conducive to completing this Yanfu incident.

Completion conditions: Gather all the sacred objects from the early Red Lantern Organization and assist Lin Heier in completing the "Scale Pulling".

Yanfu Incident 3: The Ma family, a giant bandit group in the northwest, started an uprising in the northwest, coerced the leader of the Zhaowu army, and colluded with the civil society to cause trouble.

Completion conditions: Execute the big boss Ma Baojia and the four Vajra under his command, and quell the bandit rebellion in the northwest.

Or you can force the military envoy Ma Fuxiang to resign, and the Ma bandit gang will occupy the Lanzhou government office, and you can also complete the event (high difficulty)
Qin Huai pondered for a long while, not knowing whether it was because of the free hunting and clearing of the area, prohibiting low-level walking from entering, or because of the changing situation and complicated situation in the seventh year of Xinchou, there were more than twenty Yanfu events appearing in front of him at this time.

"How about it, do you like any?"

Hou Tu scooped the ice cream with a small spoon and said casually: "If it conflicts with the purpose of your return this time, I can ask Jianmu to customize a high-degree-of-freedom Yamafu event for you, and you can play with it as you like."

"Then I'll trouble you two."

Qin Huai really did not intend to take on these Yamafu events that were easy to handle but had a complicated schedule, so he immediately took advantage of the situation and nodded to Jianmu who was making a report next to him.

"No problem. What do you hope this Yambu incident is related to?"

Jianmu reached out to adjust his glasses, and his slightly hoarse female voice was very intoxicating.

"Let's talk about boxing. I just want to hone my boxing skills when I go back this time."

Qin Huai didn't hesitate much, and soon a fresh message popped up in front of him.

[Yambu Incident: Ask the World]

Posted by: Hou Tu
Public resentment was boiling like a ferocious tiger, and state affairs were declining like a sick dragon. Aisin-Gioro Chuntai, the ancestor of the Qing court who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, felt that the situation was out of control, so he issued 22 golden orders in a row, transferring elite soldiers and countless masters from various provinces, prefectures, and counties to suppress the Boxer Rebellion.

A strange man in the secular world, a wild man in the wild mountains, a swordsman outside the Great Wall.
Countless underworld figures heard the news and, driven by surging undercurrents, vowed to compete with the Qing court's running dogs!

Completion conditions: Defeat at least one warrior who is at least level 4. The more warriors you defeat, the greater the final reward.

The Yamafu event formulated by Jianmu was very thoughtful. After Qin Huai reviewed it and found no problem, he directly started the Yamafu event.

Qin Huai's body shattered into light spots and disappeared, leaving only Hou Tu and Jianmu who were still handling official business.

"Looking at his aura, he should have at least three inheritances with a high degree of revival, but there has been no related trial review in the guild recently. Could it be that he is planning to go to the Divine Court?"

Jianmu stood up and walked to Houtu, naturally took her leftover ice cream bowl and threw it into the trash can.

"The big guy has only been in Yanfu for a year, so his foundation is still a little weak. It would be good for him to accumulate more experience. What's more..."

Hou Tu held up her soft cheeks in a mature manner and said leisurely, "Besides, the Shenting Road is not that easy to walk. Not only is the cost-effectiveness ridiculous, but it also doesn't sound as fresh as the Guizhen Road that Qin An has been tinkering with recently. The big guy shouldn't be so pessimistic, right?"
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Over the past hundred years, China has been submerged and plagued by evil spirits.

The water dragon energy that symbolized the Qing Dynasty's national destiny was constantly shrinking, the Western barbarians were becoming more powerful, and the country's prosperity was difficult to prolong.

Ten years ago, caught between the Eight-Nation Alliance and the Boxer Rebellion, the Jianzhou old dragon's act of cutting off its tail to survive certainly bought it a chance to breathe, but it also made this already weak and sick dragon even more dying.

However, where there is loss there is gain. Aisin-Gioro Chuntai, the ancestor of the Qing Dynasty who had remained old but not stiff by using the secret technique of locking the essence and strengthening the vital energy in combination with powerful medicines, was able to keenly sense the drastic changes in the world that were no less rapid than the rotation of the sun and the moon.

Spiritual energy revived and boxing flourished.

In the 34th year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu, the Qing government easily suppressed the civil unrest in various parts of the south by dispatching only a hundred or so masters from the palace.

The bandit threat was extinguished!
In the first year of the Xuantong reign, the Niangan Office, which was originally used to protect the palace, was expanded and restructured. In addition to its original duties of spying on foreign intelligence, monitoring the heads of various industries, and assassinating the leaders of civil riots, it also had the task of absorbing martial arts materials and extraordinary people from the secular world. Some of the people they recently expanded were brave generals and martial artists who were famous for their boxing skills, and the rest were all extraordinary people from the secular world who were favored by spiritual energy.

In the second year of the Xuantong reign, the second Prince Kang of the Qing royal family, Aisin-Gioro Chuntai, who was over 200 years old, took over all important affairs of the court, ascended the throne, and became regent.

In just five or six years, the power of the sticky rod expanded rapidly, and it was flourishing and booming.

What followed was the white terror that spread across China, and beneath it, sparks of light and heat emanated from the 400 million people who were speechless and terrified.

The people awakened, and righteousness rose again. Countless uprisings, big and small, were like wildfires that broke out everywhere in the wilderness and could not be extinguished.

And today, the Sijiu Imperial City, which had just celebrated the Spring Festival, also welcomed the first assassination in the first month of the new year.

Xinhai, the first month of the third year of the Xuantong reign.

The imperial city is splendid, the golden throne is magnificent, and a few pieces of fallen petals are spread on the white jade steps in front of the palace.

The eunuch who was sweeping the floor, dressed in dark grey plain clothes and a black round felt hat, said nothing as he deftly used a wet mop to wipe away the fallen petals on the white jade steps, revealing a light pink dragon and phoenix pattern.

An old man whose age could not be determined took a silk cloth and gently wiped the slightly red sword edge. On the bloody thin ice at his feet lay the dead head of the Six Yang leader with his eyes open.

"The successor of this generation of Xinyi Liuhequan is quite interesting, but unfortunately he has no brains. He is just like his ancestor, always thinking of stupid things like assassinating the king and killing him."

The old man shook his head and threw the sword casually, and the sword in his hand accurately entered the pearl and jade scabbard fifty feet away.

"Ancestor, urgent news from Yunnan: half a decade ago, more than 2,000 British troops invaded Pianma. They are well-equipped and have strong firepower. We beg the court for support."

The person who spoke was a young man, thin, about thirty years old, wearing a gray satin robe embroidered with pythons and dragons and a black jacket. His head was shaved blue and he had a long black braid hanging down his left shoulder. The end of the braid was decorated with a jade ornament inlaid with gold thread. He wore a pair of black boots with white soles. His face was good, but there was always a sinister and cruel look between his eyebrows, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Tell the local people to gather their own weapons to resist, and send another bloody dart to prevent any accidents."

After dealing with the ignorant assassin who was voluntarily released into the imperial city by the palace masters as a pastime when they were bored, the old man relaxed his muscles, and his full and swollen muscles and body frame gradually shrank. In the blink of an eye, he turned from a tall and strong man of 1.9 meters into a short and hunched old man of 1.5 meters.

"Ancestor, do you have any other instructions?"

The young man knelt down to receive the order, kowtowed and asked again.

"Go call Yuan Xiangcheng over. I want to see if his foot disease has healed after being idle at home for so long."

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the white snow outside the temple, and suddenly thought of someone.

"Is this about the Beiyang New Army?"

The young man was very smart and guessed most of the old man's plan immediately.

"Yes, the new emperor is young, the ruler is young and the country is in doubt. Although Yuan Xiangcheng has been unemployed, his status in the hearts of those old Beiyang generals is self-evident. If they want to mobilize the new army to completely suppress the Boxer Rebellion, he will be a good chess piece."

"What if he doesn't cooperate?" The young man was cautious and knew who might be accompanying Yuan Xiangcheng, so he asked another question.

"He will cooperate. [God Spear] has a lock on his heart and cannot leave Tianjin."

The old man looked at the southern sky. In the distance, dark clouds were gathering. A huge spear that seemed to appear and disappear was sticking out from the clouds. It was covered with mottled marks and spanned the sky and the earth. The spear tip, which should have been murderous, was entangled with a few strands of love that could not be severed.

"I will follow the ancestor's orders."

The young man bowed to the ground, received the order, and quickly left the imperial city.
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The sky is covered with heavy snow, and no birds have been seen; the desert is covered with frost and cold, and no animals are seen.

The cold wind blew the camel's hair, ruffling the brown waves, and the hanging curtains made the camel sedan shake continuously.

A few bright red flags bloomed on the silver-clad ground, strung together into a line, maintaining the formation of the caravan.

Qin Huai opened his eyes. He was sitting cross-legged in a narrow, windproof camel sedan chair. He was wearing a cotton-padded jacket and a dog-skin hat. The camel under him was leaving footprints on the desert, and the crisp sound of camel bells kept ringing.

An indescribable feeling surged up from my heart, like countless distorted shadows dancing on yellowed old parchment.

Over the years, Shinobi had traveled and experienced this fruit on his behalf, and he had a clear view of everything, but he couldn't open his mouth or move.

Now it is the third year of the Xuantong reign, and more than four years have passed since the Kowloon incident.

In the past four years, Shinobi traveled all over China's beautiful mountains and rivers on his behalf, and sent letters to Kowloon and Tianjin from time to time, but he did not lose contact with his relatives and friends.

Times have changed and things and people are no longer the same.

Wang Xiongfei, the eldest brother of Bagua Sect who once gained fame in Beijing with Qin Huai, later benefited from the revival of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, his old injuries were healed, and he was advised by seniors in the palace. He was awarded a flower feather hat and is currently serving in Zhili.

Li Bingwu, who is both a teacher and a friend to Qin Huai, has been the presidency of Guangyue Jinlou in recent years. He often competes with people from the martial arts association and makes great progress.

Sea Wolf, Fat Head and Old Fish, the three hooligans from Tianjin whom he had brought with him to the south to make a living, also returned to their hometown one after another, got married and had children, and their life was relatively comfortable.

Father-in-law Xiang Yihai's old illness relapsed. Even with Li Yutang's medical skills, he could only delay it with difficulty. There was no telling when he would die.

Hongying took over the troupe and became famous. He is now regarded as the unrivaled opera master in the Greater Bay Area of ​​China.

Two years ago, Master Li Shuwen announced that he would go into seclusion and not care about worldly affairs. The martial arts industry in Tianjin was temporarily managed by Qin Huai's junior fellow A Ge Huo Dian Ge.

There are so many different things.

Unfortunately, the most recent news was only four months ago, when Shinobi was in the grasslands outside the Great Wall to experience the Mongolian belief in Changshengtian and happened to meet an eighth-level disciple who was escorting a bodyguard. Only then did he learn that the Yellow-faced Tiger Huo Yuanjia was organizing the Jingwu Gymnastics Conference in Shanghai and invited him to be a martial arts instructor.

And now, Qinhuai is on its way back to Beijing, Tianjin and Zhili from the northwestern border.

The white breath in front of me was distorted and staring.

Time: 1911

Location: Helan Mountain East

Tai Chi, Xingyi, Ground Step, Chuo Jiao, Yan Qing Clever Strike, Three Emperors Cannon Hammer, Eagle Claw, Spring Kick, Praying Mantis.
The requirements for this event are as follows: Defeat at least one warrior who is at least level 4. The more warriors you defeat, the richer the final reward.

"Your long-term Yamabu event: the four signs of heaven and earth, regulating the four seasons (6/24) is triggered!"

You gain an additional Yamabu event.

Investigate the source of the revival of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and obtain at least one secret enhancement from it.

[The Sanskrit version of the Great Prajna Sutra by Subhuti] Start!
You gain a special Yamabu event.

[Search for the legendary remains of Bodhidharma, or find clear clues to its location. ]

Note: You can refuse to accept the event, but if you accept it, if you cannot complete the event, the corresponding points will be deducted.

[Sanskrit version of the Great Prajna Sutra by Shanwuwei] Remaining number of uses: 5/10
"I accept all of them."

Qin Huai waved his hand, and before he knew it, the camel under him had carried him to a restaurant inn with a wine flag flying.

"Brother Qin, let's not rush on the road today. Let's rest here."

A businessman riding a camel and wearing a felt hat slowly approached.

"It's so late, and it's snowing heavily, we have to rest early."

Qin Huai nodded, jumped off the camel, pulled open the patched quilt curtain in front of him, and walked into the wilderness inn filled with a mixture of heat, alcohol, and fishy smells.

"Boss, please give me two top-quality Tan lambs, a few jars of Nv'erhong, and a big table."

Qin Huai stood in front of the counter which also served as a butcher's counter and looked around. The tavern was quite spacious, with three or five tables of diners chatting about interesting stories from all over the world.

Qin Huai found a relatively clean bench and sat down. He took the hot tea that the waiter had just brought him and drank it to relieve his fatigue while he pricked up his ears intentionally or unintentionally.

"The world has been in a lot of chaos lately."

A man with a face as long as a shoe horn burped and changed the subject.

"Who says it's not true? A few years ago, there weren't as many horse bandits and robbers on the Yinba Ancient Road as there are now."

At the same table, a short, fat middle-aged man with a red face was shaking his wine bowl and shouting loudly.

"It's all because of the uprising. I heard that there are many boxing groups under the banner of Yihe in Guanzhong, Northeast China, and the four provinces of Shanhe. They are so cruel to the people in the court. They are completely different from what they were like ten years ago."

Xie Hornzi slapped his thigh with an angry expression, as if he was influenced by the boxing rebellion and came to this deserted Yinba Ancient Road.

"When the Qing government stabbed them in the back ten years ago, they did a much more ruthless job than this. Now they are just getting nowhere."

The diners at another table, who were leaning against the wall with their knives and bulging waists, glanced at the shoe horn at the same time when they heard this: "As the saying goes, things change over time. No one can be sure whether the Boxers today will be the next Taiping Army. Without the foreign devils as the main force to contain them, the Qing court is now a bunch of chickens and pottery dogs, not worth mentioning!"

"Brother, you are wrong. We are all old friends in the martial arts world. Who doesn't know the bad reputation of the sticky pole place?"

A deep, hoarse voice sounded from behind the two tables of diners.

(End of this chapter)