Yasuo, the famous swordsman of the wind in later generations, once said that the invisible beep is the most deadly!

The Lord of the Mountain Country is now deadly! In the sound of heavy horses' hooves, five thousand iron horsemen pulled the war horses to the Bosten Lake, and began to let the horses eat and drink.

In the past, one set of top is now five sets, so these conscripted landlord cavalry in Kansai are also willing to spend money to arrange, a landlord grandfather with three or four Hu slave clansmen, a full set of Liaodong heavy armor, horse armor, to be the highest class heavy cavalry status.

Not to mention the number of people, that beep is also many times stronger than the "Mountain Country Army".

And this is not the end, after the heavy cavalry troops crossed the border, 5,000 light horsemen who led two horses and camels to carry grain also followed to the place, and the light infantry who caught up with the number of his whole country began to stretch the felt bag holder pulled on horseback, and built one after another felt bag like a big mushroom on the earth like the Mongols migrated in later generations.

was invited into the tent, this head boiled milk tea with Bosten Lake water with a yellowish taste of his hometown, Cao Zhang was also very talkative and continued to talk to Rhodium Zang, however, where did this competitor from the Western Regions still have the heart to continue to brag with him, his eyes were straight and he kept looking out.

Wearing the Liaodong standard heavy armor that had just been received, and having experienced the bloody battle in Hanzhong, the extraordinarily capable Chang'an Bafu Corps was holding a heavy Xuanhua axe under his crotch, and he was also holding a big-bellied armor, and he was particularly energetic and lined up in a neat line to enter the barracks.

That momentum, that equipment, it can be seen that the momentum of the "warriors of the Great Mountain Country" even staying here is gone, and the "thousands" army has returned to the city more than 600 in ashes, two plus six is exactly equal to ten, and there are only about 200 soldiers of the king's family still waiting here.

Now Rhodium Zang doesn't know how many thousand Cao Zhang has in his hand.

However, there is a way that does not steam steamed buns to fight for breath, this Cao Zhang also vividly depicts what kind of policy for the benefit of the people will be launched after he pacifies the Western Regions, Rhodium Zang's old face blackened by the iron furnace fire suddenly glanced at it violently, and then suddenly clenched his fist violently, and then asked for it with the humming fist of the translator.

"Most of the guards are guests from afar, and the little king wants to pay tribute to the sword in the country, and he hopes that the general will smile!"

It is also the Western Regions Protectorate is too pitiful, even Wang Shuang only has 5,000 cavalry, most of the wars, he is controlled within the range of 1,000 cavalry, the previous Western Regions Changshi Mansion is even more pitiful, Ban Chao once could only use 36 cavalry to attack hundreds of cavalry of the Xiongnu Division, so that the countries of the Western Regions have forgotten what it means to be a big man!

However, rethinking the overwhelming fear of hundreds of thousands of Han troops attacking Dawan, the lord of the mountain country is still not convinced, since in terms of numbers and troops, the "huge" mountain country troops can no longer shake the Han, so let's defeat the Han from the professional field! He was still very confident in his domestic iron-making technology, and in the particularly arrogant shouting, the lord of the mountain country shouted and ordered his subordinates to take a sword.

Not to mention, in order to overwhelm the Han people and prove that his forging process is successful, Rhodium Zang Zhen really made a capital, although now the forging process of the Han Empire has been raised a lot like a triple jump in Wang Hou's hands, but there is a way that a foreign monk is good at chanting, and in Cao Zhang's extraordinarily novel waiting, Rhodium Zang's subordinates really took a sword with extra exquisite decoration.

The sword came from the precious ivory imported from the West as the handle, with gold as a counterweight and the tiger head decoration at both ends of the sword grid, pulled out the blade of the sword, the whole sword is also cold and shining, murderous and awe-inspiring, this sword is made by Rhodium Zang Xian himself, watching Cao Zhang dance a few times decently, the bearded tall dwarf is also excited to brag and beep.

"This king went to Damascus to learn forging technology when he was young, the vast Western Regions, on the forging technology is really unsurpassed by the lord of the country, this sword far exceeds many swords in the Central Plains, I hope that most of the capital protects it, and gives it to your Excellency to kill Hu ........., Hu ........."

Syllable......

Before he could finish blowing, he pulled out his sword with his sword, and slashed at it, and in the crisp sound, the cyan Liaodong saber only cut a small gap, and the richly decorated mountain city sword was folded in response.

"Cut~"

Miss Wang, whose family has made a fortune from the steel industry, suddenly hugged her arms and pouted her disdainfully, Cao Zhang's eyes couldn't help but straighten, and the old face of Rhodium Zang Chang's thick beard and the old face of being smoked like a black man more than a white man couldn't help but freeze there, but it was different to be a leader, and he turned around and slapped a big slap on the bearded face of the subordinate who held the sword, and he deliberately scolded in a translator's voice.

"Who told you to bring the inferior sword, take the best sword!" 62

"Famous, my lord!"

This one sent away his subordinates, and the "dwarf king" of the mountain country laughed and laughed again.

"Let Dadu Hu and the eldest lady laugh! The subordinates are stupid, they got the wrong sword, this is to coax the Che Shi Hu people to forcibly ask for it, and the real sword hasn't been brought yet! ”

"Oh......, oh......, I've long heard that the casting process of the mountain country is a must!"

Holding on to the leader's smile, Cao Zhang nodded sadly, and on the side, Miss Changle snorted disdainfully, and on the other hand, Deng Ai couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

Not to mention, after a while, the sword I brought was really much more restrained than the exaggerated and restrained golden sword just now, the same body was dark, and the ironwood hilt was not as golden as just now, but it was like a divine soldier in martial arts, and it was not easy to mess with at first glance.

However, for the sake of the friendship between the mountains and the Hans, holding the sword, Cao Zhangs smiled and nodded.

"Thank you for the sword, this sword, this seat will accept it!"

Who knew that this "dwarf king" would not do it anymore, and shouted in a rough voice: "Dadu Protector! With this Mountain Sword, you don't need the broken knife you used to have, so use this sword to cut it off! ”

"Heh~"

Changle's little mouth skimmed higher with disdain, and Cao Zhang's smiling face couldn't help but stiffen sadly.

"I don't need to! Wouldn't it be distressing to cut out the gap with a good sword! ”

"Most of the guards rest assured, the sword of the Wushan National Treasure is as sharp as clay, and ordinary swords can't leave traces at all! Please lend me a knife and let me sharpen ......."

While speaking, the bearded king actually grabbed Cao Zhang's saber in his hand, and learned to beat Bruce Lee like that! With a crisp sound, the whole tent fell silent again.

In the end, there were traces, and the blade stretched out a gap the size of a melon seed, but it was Cao Zhang's saber that stretched out the gap, and what was broken was the dark sword of the dwarf king's beard, which looked dark and was not easy to mess with.

"Hahaha~"

The laughing stomach hurts, holding his stomach, Changle bent down his waist happily, in Cao Zhang's sad eyes, the heavy beard on Rhodium Zang's face trembled violently, and the beard that was originally full of horizontal flesh twitched as if he was about to cry.

"Who made you take the wrong sword again! Bring the best one! ”

"But, your king, there is only one left to worship in the temple!"

"If you want to take it, you will take it!"

The lord of his own country is like a gambler who lost a red eye, and a similarly heavy old face is about to cry out in sorrow, and both sides of his face are drawn straight red, and the "dwarf" subordinates are sad and rush out of the tent again! ran straight towards the swarthy Moshan......