The heavy knife was lifted by Xiang Yiming again, and the sword wound on his broad arm flowed out more violently as he exerted force. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The men of the Zuo clan use your strength. Xiang Yiming's head was raised suddenly, and his hands clenched the handle of the knife.

Zuo Li faced Xiang Yiming's eyes, he didn't speak, and his hand couldn't help but clench a little.

In the oppressive atmosphere, I don't know which soldier untied the drum and beat it with a slight rhythm.

Silently, all the soldiers with the drums took out without a word, stretched out their coarse hands and struck them, and the drums sounded like a song.

The two stared at each other to the sound of drums, and they both glared back with their right feet, and each accelerated towards the other.

Xiang Yiming stared at the tip of his silver-white knife, and when the two approached, he flicked his right side and slashed at each other.

There are no rules for the spinning slash in Xiang's knife technique, and almost all the brute strength of the knife wielder is condensed on the tip of the knife. This is the result of repeating the same action tens of thousands of times until such an action can be performed habitually without thinking.

Facing Xiang Yiming's blade blowing out of the wind, the giant sword in Zuo Li's hand sank, and then turned. Almost at the same time as Zuo Li was accumulating, the giant sword was violently blocking the overlord sword that Xiang Yiming slashed at.

The blades cut each other, sparks splashed everywhere, and the harsh sound of metal made people uneasy.

Xiang Yiming With the outbreak of Zuo Li's sword momentum, he did not retreat but advanced, and the momentum of the spinning blade would weaken by one point with every inch of the blade. His chest heaved heavily, and with every effort he exerted, he had to breathe quickly.

Zuo Li let out a low sigh, and his side and arms quickly exerted force, and the huge blade of the sword moved with the rotation of his wrist. His sword pulled Xiang Yiming's sword diagonally to the right.

Eight inches apart, Xiang Yiming's footsteps moved again, the sword in his hand was pulled, and a diagonal slash bypassed the opponent's defense and jumped over the opponent's shoulder, and the tip of the knife stopped coldly at the back of Zuo Li's neck.

The sharpness in Zuo Li's eyes was dilated rapidly, and his hand was just turned, and his neck was cold.

"Okay," Xiang Yiming retracted his sword, "you lose, although the wide sword can make up for the disadvantage in sprinting, but when your enemy closes the distance with you, your sword may not be able to be recovered." ”

"You...."Zuo Li lowered his head, his expression was a little frustrated, especially since he hadn't seen Xiang Yiming's last move clearly, "I'm willing to listen to you." ”

A moment of silence.

"We are willing to listen to General Xiang's orders!" As Zuo Li finished speaking, the soldiers he brought knelt down on one knee and shouted.

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One of the elders of the Chu army squatted on the ground, put his hand close to the side of the fire and roasted his hand. It's late autumn, and it's about to enter the winter season. In the middle of the night, it will make people feel a chill on the reckless wilderness.

Several soldiers walked towards Shichang, a little tired from the long night of watching.

They were the subordinates of Shen Ling, a famous general of the Chu State, who had just secretly withdrawn from the Lu State Chiping Plain and rushed towards the Pudan grassland night and night.

"Damn, it's so cold!"

When several soldiers sat down in unison, the chief complained and rubbed his hands vigorously.

"Boss, why did you say that General Shen took us to the Pudan Grassland? We have just arrived in the Chiping Plains. One of the soldiers pulled his sweaty undershirt, and after saying this, he yawned again.

Their ten-man squad was in the baggage camp, a distance of fifteen miles from Shen Ling's front army. So when talking about this, they didn't deliberately hide their unwillingness.

"How the hell do I know what the general is thinking!" the chief raised his head and glared at the questioning soldier, his eyes shining tiredly in the light of the fire, "Are you thinking about your mother-in-law again? It's almost winter, and you're still fucking spring." ”

All the soldiers sitting around the fire laughed out loud when they heard Shi Chang's words. The fatigue of the long journey dissipated in their minds.

"If only there were women here.... That aunt of mine always didn't want to do that. The soldier's cheeks were a little red, and in the journey where there might be no tomorrow if he lived today, he couldn't help but think about the plump bodies of the women from time to time.

"The woman who stripped her clothes...", Shi Chang continued, wanting to laugh and tell some meat jokes.

His laughter suddenly stopped under the soldier's gaze, as if a large hand was stuck in his throat. The soldiers looked at him in amazement, and saw that his face had changed dramatically, and he shivered like a cicada.

"General Shen..."Shi Chang trembled and knelt down, his voice trembling.

Almost as soon as General Shi finished speaking, all the soldiers hurriedly buried their heads, knelt down, and shouted tremblingly, "General Shen..."

A few black shadows fell to the ground, stretching diagonally into the distance.

Behind them, at some point, stood a man in a wide robe, his black hair mixed with a little gray. The man's robe was covered with shiny sleeveless armor and a tanned skin under the neckline. He held his sword and looked at the soldiers in front of him with his head slightly bowed.

Behind him were two young soldiers, both dressed in cyan tunics with two diagonal swords on top of their epaulettes, which were the hallmarks of their Chu State Minor Capital.

"What are you guys talking about?" the man at the head sat down, reached out to help them up, and looked at the fire, "It must be extremely uncomfortable to be on duty on such a cold night, right?"

"It's not uncomfortable, it's not uncomfortable..."All the soldiers didn't dare to get up, kneeling on the ground and shaking their heads neatly.

"Get up, I'm just coming to the rear to see. A bland laugh came out, and the man grabbed a handful of wooden sticks and broke them, and threw them into the fire unhurriedly, "It's almost winter, so remember to add more clothes when you are on duty at night." ”

"Yes, General!" When Shi Chang heard the man's words, he looked ashamed, raised his head hesitantly, and met the man's calm gaze, "Doesn't General Shen take advantage of the rest time to take a rest?"

"I'm resting, but I'm a little worried about coming back to take a look. The man clapped his hands, slowly stood up, and looked sideways at several soldiers, "You must not slack off, you must be on duty." ”

"Yes, General Shen!" Shi Chang hurriedly lowered his head and replied hurriedly.

Speaking of which, Shen Ling, a famous general of the Chu State, was known for his love of nurses, but his soldiers were extremely afraid of seeing him, for fear that their actions would disappoint the Shen general.

"You guys are on duty!" Shen Ling pulled his armor, held down the hilt of his sword, and slowly walked away under the eyes of several people.