Ito Hirobumi was stunned, picked up the newspaper and started reading.

The newspaper said: On that day, the Ares team fought fiercely with the Japanese army in the city streets. Zhao Chuanxin passed by a house, and the owner of the house claimed to be the official Park Qichun. He said that the union of Korea and Japan was the general trend, so Zhao Chuanxin realized the current situation and laid down his weapons and surrendered. Zhao Chuanxin

Jin was furious and vowed to shed the last drop of his blood in order to protect Korea's sovereignty and territory. He looked up to the sky and recited a poem: I smiled at the sky with my sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder. After reading, Park Qichun was shot to death. Park Qichun's wife cursed Zhao Chuan

Xin and the anti-Japanese fighting guards and civilians said that they did not deserve a good death. Zhao Chuanxin shot his wife to death again...

I am Cao...

Ito Hirobumi feels his scalp is numb.

Zhao Chuanxin really knows how to make up stories.

He dared to swear to God that Zhao Chuanxin was definitely not the kind of selfless and selfless person. This poem was a joke to him.

He can also guess Zhao Chuanxin's sinister intentions. He just wants to muddy the waters in Korea. How can there be any nobleness in asking for life for the people of Korea?

"Baga, Zhao Chuanxin..."

Hasegawa Yomichi saw that Ito Hirobumi was even angrier than when he had eaten Xiang, so he persuaded him: "Commander Ito, don't get angry. Those who pass on Zhao's salary are the ones who jump over the top. They still have to win on the battlefield with an upright teacher.

Final victory."

Hiroben Ito was originally a very deep man in the city, but Zhao Chuanxin was so good at dancing that he couldn't suppress his inner anger.

He took a deep breath: "Commander Hasegawa, in that case, the next step is up to you."

In fact, the news about Park Qichun is only the first step.

There is even a summary of the second news article on Liang Qiduo's desk. As long as a snotty kid comes to report, he only needs to fill in some details and it will be published in the newspaper.

We all know that a storm is coming, the question is when it will hit.

……

According to statistics, Jemulpo has a total of 168 islands. These islands vary in size and are scattered around.

Currently, there are only more than 90 inhabited islands.

On an island,

Zhao Chuanxin was on the beach, wearing mud trowel gloves, gathering sand into a tower and forming a stone monument.

He took out the elf carving knife and carved a few words on the stone tablet: Ares Island - March 23rd, Guangxu 33rd year.

The characters are made of funny pebbles to make them stand out.

Compared with calligraphy, Zhao Chuanxin has no advantage in this era.

Then just go ahead and make fun of yourself: My handwriting is so unique, I love it as much as I like it.

Many years later, in an era when Koreans were "writing with rough pens and floating hearts", this font became very popular, and they called it - God of War style.

On the beach, after Zhao Chuanxin completed the stone tablet, he paced with his hands behind his back.

Xian Yubin has already completed a lap around the island and surveyed the terrain.

He panted and said: "Sir, there is definitely no one on the island. There is fresh water, but the place is too small. There is a place with sand and gravel that is quite hidden. I will take you there."

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin was dressed in a long robe, with fluttering sleeves and hands behind his back, showing an air of immortality.

"Lead the way."

The reason why this place is hidden is that it is surrounded by several green mountains. There is a shallow pool in the center. There are gravel tidal flats around the pool that are not conducive to plant growth. There are also green bushes. The clear shade covers the water and the air is rich.

The aroma of grass and trees.

It's not an excellent place to live. The humidity here will be very heavy.

But as a temporary garrison site, it is enough.

Zhao Chuanxin put on his mud trowel gloves, stretched out his left hand, and murmured: "Baptized by the sacred fire of Trosta, cast by the waves of Poseidon, in the name of the God of War, I summon your divine power - rise!"

A scene appeared in front of Xian Yubin that he would never forget in his life.

The gravel on the ground swept away, and the clear sand washed by the water melted in the air, gathered, and squeezed to form a solid wall.

Wherever Zhao Chuanxin passed, the foundation of the wall took shape and rose from the ground.

Xian Yubin touched the stone wall with trembling fingers, but did not feel the burning sensation, which meant that this was not cast with fire, this was - magic!

Zhao Chuanxin said it was quite fun.

He can play with these stone walls and change their shapes at will.

You can handle it however you want.

This kind of carving is rougher than his square-inch carving technique, but it is also more interesting.

Carving on small pieces such as jade, turquoise, agate, and ivory is completely different from carving on a wall, a house, or even a large mountain.

Zhao Chuanxin not only wiped out the wall, but also used more gravel to turn it into lines to form a natural relief.

He took out the elf carving knife and carefully modified these lines. At first, he was a general riding a horse. Judging from the lack of stirrups, this general must have lived in a long time ago.

Horse hooves are galloping, and cloaks are hunting. Although the wind is not drawn, Xian Yubin seems to hear the wind whistling in his ears.

In the front, there is still a general on horseback, but the shape of the galloping horse has changed slightly. The general's helmet on the horse is pierced with feathers, his waist is tied to his back, his shoulders are hugged, his face is like Fu Fen, the sword is inserted between the eyebrows and the forehead is inserted into the servant girl, a pair of

He has sharp white eyes and is holding a Fangtian painted halberd.

As Zhao Chuanxin moves forward, the posture of the horse and the appearance of the general on the horse are different.

Finally, there was an equally tall man, riding on a tall horse that was standing still. He also had a beautiful beard, but he had a cigar in his mouth, a rifle across the horse's back, and an arrogant expression.

At first glance, he looks like a modern person.

Isn’t this Zhao Chuanxin?

Xian Yubin doesn’t understand art, but he roughly understands it.

Zhao Chuanxin painted generations of ancient war gods on the wall, such as Xiang Yu, Huo Qubing, Lu Bu, Chen Qingzhi, Yang Zaixing...

At a glance, it looks like generations of war gods riding fast horses, traveling through time and space until today.

Then Zhao Chuanxian is also the God of War, and has the same status as them.

Sure enough, Zhao Chuanxin engraved another row of words: It's all gone, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!

He took two steps back proudly, and looked at the wall with his hands behind his hands, his expression full of ambition.

After adding this sentence, these reliefs have a profound outline of time and space, and have a heroism measured in centuries.

The stick of future generations, even the God of War Zhao Chuanxin is not good enough.

Ares Island, I think it will become a famous attraction in the future.

Zhao Chuanxin asked Xian Yubin: "Look at this row of war gods, how different they are at the end?"

Xian Yubin scratched his head: "The front is majestic, but the last look is, well, a bit cynical."

"Against the Liao, they are all trying to be heroes, but the last God of War has reached the realm of enlightenment. There is no need to show off in front of others, and the name of the God of War spreads like wildfire. This is the realm."

Xian Yubin: "..."

Next, Zhao Chuanxin did not build another wall, but erected stone pillars one after another.

Xian Yubin asked curiously: "Sir, aren't you going to build a wall?"

"I only built that wall to create the relief. For the rest, I just need to erect a few pillars and build a straw shed to shelter from the rain."

Isn’t this called showing off?

The reason why you put so much effort into your relationship is to leave your name in the world.

Zhao Chuanxin erected the pillars, and he had to wait for the men from the God of War team to come back and cut down the trees to build the remaining shelves.

After it was roughly done, Zhao Chuanxin looked around and saw that the hills were really small.

So I climbed up a bare hill, used mud trowel gloves to modify it, and raised it layer by layer.

The half-moon-shaped hill looks like a hill from the outward side, but it is taller.

On the inward side, there are rows of stairs, and there is a hidden lookout at the top, where you can observe the sea in the distance and be alert to the Japanese fleet that may appear at any time.

Zhao Chuanxin observed it and found that the lookout point was still somewhat conspicuous.

He shouted to Xian Yubin: "Go dig a small tree and come here."

Xian Yubin dug out a hibiscus tree and carried it up the mountain.

Zhao Chuanxin moved the hibiscus to the outside of the hilltop, blocking the lookout, and asked Xian Yubin to hold it up before he ran back and looked outside.

"No, move to the side, blocking the view."

After several adjustments, I finally found the right place to arrange the hibiscus.

The problem is here again.

This mountain is completely made of sand and gravel, and occasionally a tenacious weed emerges from the cracks in the rocks, but obviously the hibiscus that was moved here may not have that kind of vitality and toughness.

If you move it over and die, it would be too eye-catching.

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while: "How about some water?"
To be continued...