A series of crossbows in the city crackled and began to shoot vigorously in bursts.

The one with strong arms shoots farther with a strong bow.

The Liao army, which was suffering from the brutal slaughter of the old way and was busy transferring horses, although it was on guard against the city, but it was protected by heavy armor and shields, and it was only slightly distracted by the horses, but it suddenly began to scream.

It is just an arrow on the body, and there are Zhuang Ding, who has a high level of conceit, or bitterness and hatred, or a fierce and immoral Zhuang Ding, who shoots their uncovered faces.

Some Liao soldiers don't know whether they are too unlucky, or they look too hateful, they actually have more than a dozen crossbow arrows stuck in their faces, and they can't tell the appearance, and soon they are covered with blood and make inhuman neighings, and even the horses are disgusted by their masters, raising their hooves and neighing, and lifting the master down.

It's even more unlucky, looking at it from another angle, maybe it's happier for those who are bed-ridden crossbows, and they don't feel much joy when they die neatly.

"Sanlang is optimistic about Liu Tong and dodges the arrow."

The bearded father shouted loudly, reminded his youngest son, took his sword and ran down the city, and beckoned the cavalry to go out of the city to besiege and kill.

At this time, Li Zhu had already been killed.

The master's friend must not make any mistakes in front of his eyes, besides, he can't bear it, and he also wants to try it, or prove his skills to the old way.

By the time Zhao Dayou arrived, the battle was basically over.

Li Zhu only picked up a few cheap, and he didn't even warm up. I had to be unhappy and ordered to hurry up and grab horses and clean up the battlefield.

The leader of the team was experienced and reacted quickly, and fled with only seven or eight cavalry guards.

This battle is too scary to forget for the rest of my life.

He was afraid of failing to complete his mission and almost completely damaging his subordinates, but he had his own excuses to avoid being punished for a felony.

The terrifying old way, there are even more terrifying bed crossbows and hand crossbows. These reports let the upper echelons know about the dangers of Cangzhao, which is enough to get away with the crime.

Seeing that they were running far away, they just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly flew up a few of them, and they saw that they were actually wearing crossbow guns.

The lucky general and the only lucky guard fled in a hurry, exclaiming: This is at least twelve or three hundred paces away, right? How can a bed crossbow shoot a heavy iron horseman? How far can it shoot?

In fright, he heard the sound of hooves behind him like thunder, and quickly approached.

Nameless rode on his horse, and suddenly stood up, shooting out like a spear from a horse lance he had picked up.

The Liao general couldn't dodge and was shot through. The guard was then pierced by another lance.

The elite of the leather room army finally died cleanly.

"Dare to cross the border to chase and kill Lao Tzu? Overestimate one's strength or oneself. ”

The old man snorted twice, and turned his horse to intercept the fleeing head horse. His mount neighed and roared, and the horse followed honestly, leading his companions into the castle with a rumbling roar

On the city walls,

The old man, who was covered in blood, but didn't seem to be missing a single hair, held a giant sword and stared at Zhao Yue and said, "See? I don't lie to you. ”

It's not to show off his ability, he is past that age, and at this time, he just wants Zhao Yue to bow his head immediately.

Zhao Yue patted Liu Tong, who was frightened by blood, blocked Liu Tong's sight, nodded to Lao Dao in admiration, and said in his heart: "I'm afraid that the submachine gun is not as lethal as you." In this kind of warfare, the shooter changes the magazine, and the head is so accurate that the scimitar will fly away. Which ones are worthy of your non-stop killing. ”

He did have a strong interest in the martial arts of the old way, but not to learn martial arts, but to recruit relevant people to study what secrets there were.

It's just that this is not in line with Lao Dao's goal, and he said directly to Lao Dao that Lao Dao would never agree to make the master's mastery known.

Deceit?

No way.

For the sake of science, it's just a matter of playing this trick on others. Not for the old way.

This is a fierce and wild but heroic strange elder, a martial idiot. It hurts him too much to deceive in such a matter.

Dilemma, he didn't have an idea for a while, so Zhao Yue had to delay it first.

"Daoist Captain Kurama Lawton, you should be very hungry, right?

Please go back to your home to take a hot shower, change into clean clothes, and taste the craftsmanship of our chef comfortably. ”

didn't get the answer he expected, Lao Dao was a little disappointed, but he was really hungry

Zhao Yue thought that Lao Dao would take a break after dinner, but who knew that he didn't seem to know what it was to be tired, and he couldn't wait for a moment, so he pulled Zhao Yue to forcibly accept the apprentice.

Zhao Yue smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "It's not that Yue doesn't know how to lift." I'm just strange, it's not easy for the Taoist to accept an ideal apprentice? Why do you just look at the ordinary qualifications? ”

"Easy? Easy fart. ”

Nameless rolled his eyes: "It's easy to accept apprentices, that's ordinary kung fu." The immeasurable hands of the big face are at most the most unusual. Otherwise, Li Zhu can be a legend.

Ahem, forget it. That kid wasn't bad. People are smart enough, and kendo is perceptive. It's not as thick-skinned as his master. ”

Zhao Yue could see that the old man's heart was sincere. I changed my words halfway through, but I was worried that I didn't like to hear it. With an old-fashioned temperament, it is too rare to be able to do this.

He may not be able to speak well, so praising the individual can also make people feel like swearing.

Lao Dao was interested in chatting.

Zhao Yue respected those who had strange and true skills, so he sat upright and listened attentively.

Lao Dao smiled with satisfaction, and asked mysteriously: "Doll, do you know Xiang Yu, Huo Quai, and Ran Min?" ”

Who doesn't know Xiang Yu?

The junior high school textbook mentioned it in the chapters on the Daze Township Uprising.

It's like a fire that burned down the miracle of the world - Abang Palace?

Huo Qu's disease?

It seems to be a little familiar, it seems to be the opening general of the Han Dynasty or something.

Ran Min?

Not impressed.

In the new century, the highly focused scientific research elite has traveled through this world, and many irrelevant things in the previous life have been forgotten, and it is good to have this historical level.

Unexpectedly, Lao Dao was a little annoyed, although his voice had been as gentle as possible, but he still sounded a little vicious and angry: "The prodigy only remembers the civil war and killed some foreign enemies, and does not remember the heroes who killed countless foreign enemies to protect our Han civilization?" ”

Zhao Yue was stunned for a moment: "Are you talking about Ran Min?"

He's so powerful? ”

Lao Dao snorted: "Of course it's amazing." Alas, forget it, forget it, forgive you for being young and ignorant. You know they're all taught by me. ”

"Huh?"

"Ahh Why don't you believe me? ”

Zhao Yue looked at the depressed old way in front of him, and finally nodded: "Xiang Yu, I know." It is said that hundreds of thousands of troops could not surround and kill him. In the end, suicide was cheaper for some people. Today, looking at the majestic spirit of the Taoist chief, well, don't say it, it's really similar. ”

Lao Dao was satisfied, and he smiled a little.

"If it weren't for the plague, how could the northern barbarians kill Huo Quai?

If it weren't for the small number of soldiers, those who had no eggs would be afraid of death and refused to help, and Ran Min would fight to the death and not retreat, how could he die on the battlefield?

He was about to flee, and who could stop him?

Who can stop me? ”

Speaking of this, Lao Dao's face showed an angry and hideous look, and he also pointed to the guide: "Just like those soft eggs in Tokyo City, they will watch the heroes die and enjoy the benefits behind their backs, but they still say sarcastic words, and even help the enemy release dark arrows." ”

"Scum." Zhao Yue agreed with the underground sentence.

"Scum?"

Lao Dao was surprised for a moment, and then said: "Yes, scum." Scum without eggs. ”

It seemed that he felt that he had found a soulmate, and Lao Dao was obviously more interested, but he sighed first.

"It's hard for me to find a suitable successor, and it's not easy to find and cultivate, so I have to have a lot of financial support.

has been cultivated, and it is difficult to keep oneself at ease, and it is very likely that he will die on the battlefield.

Since the battlefield died and almost broke the inheritance of this sect, the ancestors set a rule that those who want to fight for fame and wealth on the battlefield are not allowed to be accepted as heirs, and if they are accepted, they must be re-elected. Not to mention those who are ambitious and cause trouble in the world. ”

"I have been a teacher since I was eighteen, traveled the world, and have met countless outstanding dolls, but there is no suitable one so far.

Although it is not a problem for me to live for another 180 years, I am afraid that it will happen.

From the pre-Qin period to the present, it has been continuously improved to make it more and more perfect. What a fluke and a fluke. I can't be cut off here. ”

These words immediately resonated strongly with Zhao Yue.

Isn't that the case with me?

Since we live in this world, even if we can't continue to conduct more advanced research, at least we should not let the most precious intellectual wealth of mankind be wasted, spend thousands more years on research, or go to various extremes, or even self-destruction

However, there is no need to be sympathetic.

It's man-made. If you know what to do, you do it.

Lao Dao looked at Zhao Yue, who lowered his head slightly and pondered, and there was a slight hint of cunning in his eyes: "No matter if you are a cunning and wise little prodigy, you have to plant the palm of your hand in the same way." Quick, tell the master to kowtow. It's not okay to knock less."

It's a pity that Zhao Yue returned to indifference after raising his head, and still asked the previous question: "Why did you choose me?" ”

Men are afraid of getting into the wrong business. The right people do the right things.

If I'm not suitable, why waste time and your feelings here?

It's not like I'm not doing nothing.

"This doll is really hard to do."

The old Taoist explained: "You play that, well, when you play Tai Chi, I saw it, the strength of the muscles and bones is excellent, but it is not outstanding." The advantage of practicing martial arts is that the reaction is extremely fast. And this is the most important qualification of mine. This is the place where apprentices are hard to choose.

You are very explosive, smart enough, and have great potential to practice martial arts. Equipped with my stunt exercises, it strengthens the shortcomings of endurance and endurance, and makes the reaction faster. Your accomplishments are better than mine. ”

praised it, afraid that Zhao Yue would not be convinced, and said seriously: "Let me ask you, are you often dizzy?" ”

Zhao Yue was stunned and nodded.

It may be that he thinks too much when he is in swaddling clothes, and since then he has often suffered from vertigo, afraid that his life will not be guaranteed, so he is forced to think less, and slowly the symptoms are much better, as he grows up, if he does not use his brain for a long time, although he also has vertigo from time to time, it will decrease with age. Zhao Yue didn't care.

Lao Dao said mercilessly: "I can see that your head is going to be broken, and you are an idiot if you don't die, and you don't know it?" ”

Zhao Yue no longer hesitated, got up and bowed: "The master is above, please accept the disciple's three bows." ”

Seriously bowed three times, did not wait for the old Tao to grasp, and smiled at the old Tao and said: "I only kowtowed to my grandmother three times." Be content with that. Don't look at me and let me knock me until you're satisfied. Otherwise, don't talk about it. ”