The wind rises and the clouds fly.

At noon, the sun was very high.

I don't know if it is the will of heaven or the reason of man, thirty miles south of Lanling, it is just a green grassy land.

More than 40,000 soldiers lined up, the war horses neighed, the battle armor was cold, and there were no battle flags and war drums.

There are few battlefields without flags and drums.

Two hundred black-shirted roaring tigers were two miles away, looking at each other from a distance with the tens of thousands of troops, and the killing spirit was in stark contrast.

The Howling Tiger Army slowly pulled a horse through the passage, and at the same time, on the sharp faces of all the black-shirted youths, the blazing eyes looked at the white-shirted man who was riding the horse through the passage almost at the same time.

He walked forward and turned around after walking more than ten steps forward, and the deep eyes took in the two hundred black-shirted tigers, and the warm wind blew, messing the ends of his hair, and scraping the sleeved robe to the sound of hunting.

The scorching sun pushed the sweat on his forehead into his eyes, even if it was so stinging that it hurt, no one in the black shirt blinked, like a dead corpse without emotion and no pain.

"There are several familiar faces. Looking at the group of black-shirted young men in front of him, at their not burly bodies, and at their faces that had been tempered by life, Gou San's heart warmed, and he stretched out his finger and pointed to the teenagers in the third row, and said softly: "Your name is Wuda, and at that time, you still followed Chen Shen to guard the city gate." ”

"Report to the third master, yes!"

Wu Da's voice is the boss, almost shouting out.

"And you, aren't you Brother Cheng's tent guard, what's your name?" Gou San pointed to a teenager again.

"Report to the third master, yes, subordinate Pei Qiba!" The young man leaned back and roared, looking at the several howling tigers around him who were forced to laugh, he secretly glanced at Gou San, and said loudly: "Originally, I was the seventh in the family, but I didn't think that there was another one in my mother's belly who competed with me for food, he was eight catties and seven taels, and I was seven catties and eight taels." ”

"Report to the third master!" As soon as Pei Qiba finished speaking, the young man in the first column reported to Gou San.

Gou San smiled: "Come on." ”

"Report to the third master, the subordinates are the ones who share the food with Pei Qiba's mother, and the subordinates Pei Baqi!"

It's okay if he doesn't say anything, but as soon as the words fall, he caused laughter.

Zuo Quan's eyebrows were cold, and his cold eyes swept the entire Xiaohu, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

This made Gou San a little surprised, he didn't expect Zuo Quan to be able to train Xiaohu to be exactly the same as his plan, and Gou San's plan was completely formulated in accordance with modern special forces.

Gou San recognized seven or eight people in a row, and each of the named Xiaohu felt that he had a face, and he leaned up fiercely, and did not forget to squint at his comrades-in-arms, which means, it simply means, look, Lao Tzu told you before that I have seen the third master, and you still don't believe it.

There were no people who didn't recognize it, and Gou San also paid attention to them one by one, asking for their names from time to time.

Gou San smiled and pointed at Zuo Quan, and suddenly asked loudly: "He is so virtuous, after he goes back, whoever can knock him down will train him and return all the hardships he has endured on him, okay?"

Looking at the Howling Tiger Army Formation, Gou San was very pleased, waited for a long time, and asked with a smile: "Why, no one dares to come out and say it, don't worry, if this guy secretly dares to put on small shoes for you, I will ask him to show you a knife ladder." ”

After a few sucks, the Howling Tiger Army finally whispered, and Zuo Quan's eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned cold, and he almost let Gou San kick off the horse.

"Report to the third master, is this true?" It was no one else who spoke, it was really Pei Qiba.

"A mouthful of spit and a nail, if this guy secretly gives small shoes, Lao Tzu will split him alive. Gou San's hands were folded on the saddle, looking frivolous.

"Report to the third master, after going back after the incident, Pei Qiba will definitely let Instructor Zuo also suffer the hardships of holding the manure tank!" Pei Qiba didn't forget to glance at Zuo Quan after speaking, and when he saw the latter glaring at him, he quickly retracted his neck.

Tens of thousands of troops three miles away also suddenly ran out of dozens of horses, led by the man in brocade clothes, handsome appearance, not wearing military armor, but the faint glittering brilliance around him in the sunlight made people feel harder than armor.

Gou San retracted his eyes, the indifferent expression gradually solidified, and then became indifferent, his gaze swept over each of the howling tigers, and then said in a deep voice: "How fortunate I am to have all the brothers who are not afraid of life and death to help, ninety percent of the howling tigers have never met me, although the number of the howling tigers is not much, but these days have given me too many surprises, how can I lead the brothers." ”

Gou San's expression slowly converged, but his voice did not reduce by half a point: "I understand that your brothers trust me, and I hope that with the correction of the number of heaven and earth, this is corrected, but it is definitely not today." ”

Gou San shook his head lightly and said, "I'm satisfied to have all the brothers send you here, so please go back with Instructor Zuo at this moment." ”

"Third Master!"

"Third Master!"

Zuo Quan shouted in shock, followed by two hundred howling tigers snoring together.

Gou San pressed his palm and said: "In the past few days, I have thought a lot, Li Daoji's words are very reasonable, I also believe that your brothers have the iron and blood to fight, but I don't want to lose any of you, you follow me to correct the situation and live hard, I can't lose your life because of my own private affairs, I want to understand this." ”

Swish~~~

Zuo Quan suddenly pulled out his sword, his knees fell heavily on the grass, he raised his face and looked at the white-shirted young man sitting in the saddle, his face that had never bled without tears was actually moistened by tears, he gritted his teeth tightly, his lips trembled fiercely, and it took a while to stop, he choked and said: "Third Master, since I followed you, my Zuo Quan obeyed your life, but today, even if you cut off Zuo Quan's head, Zuo Quan will definitely resist your life, and it is up to you to kill or chop up!"

Zuo Quan raised the war knife with both hands, and his seven-foot body trembled uncontrollably, but the war knife he was holding did not move at all.

Almost at the same time, all the Xiaohu drew their knives and dismounted, learned the same movements as Zuo Quan, and said in unison: "We are willing to die under the knife of the third master!"

"Fight to the death!" Zuo Quan drank suddenly, and the cheers were all over the sky.

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

Gou San made a casual move, and the war knife held by Zuo Quan was held in his hand, and then, the war knife that accompanied Zuo Quan for most of his life was on his neck for the first time.

Zuo Quan raised his head and slowly closed his eyes.

The war horse neighed, and the style under the scorching sun was cool.

The sword flashed in the scorching sun, Gou San slowly closed his eyes and slowly opened them, after today, he was not just alive alone, he wanted to live for them, for the group of black-shirted teenagers in front of him, for them.

Take over the hunt of Daming for them.

He died, and they all died.

"Hold your sword tightly and fight in the way you know best. Gou San dismounted and turned around, and took fifty zhang in one step, and his voice came in the wind: "Alive." ”

Under the scorching sun, the white-shirted young man stretched out his hand to shake it in the void, and smelled a gunshot!

Two hundred howling tigers jumped onto their horses, and their long knives were unsheathed.

A white flag fluttered in the back of the Howling Tiger Army, with a big character written on it - death.

In the summer of the twelfth year of Tianyuan, the dead word flag appeared.

Gou Fu Gou Sanxian.