"Kill ......"

For the first time, Shi Heyun felt the heroism of the majestic blessing.

Five hundred bloody killing camps with only two eyes exposed, lined up in a neat line in the middle of Tanikou Avenue, the three-pointed and two-edged Mo knife "swooped" with a wave, shining a cold light, coupled with a shout that the ground shook the mountain, just this momentum, it startled the Shu army who were holding their heads and scurrying.

Shi Heyun lifted his mask, dragged his knife out of the battle, and roared angrily: "Abandon the weapon and surrender, Rao Er will not die." ”

However, full of satisfaction and wanting to make the blood kill red, he was disappointed again, and the suppressive Shu army saw him from afar, so he fled to the mountains like a flood diverted......

I'd rather go to the mountains and the rain of spears and arrows from the camp and the ever-winning camp, but not give points to the bloody camp.

Seeing the comrades of the other battalions chasing and blocking the mountains like apes, the angry Shi Heyun wanted to abandon the armor, there were really gains and losses, and the bloody killing battalion was like a rock blocking the way, it was really as difficult to move as a rock, and it was too heavy to wear a suit.

Let a certain heavy step, do the task of blocking and killing, and you will come up with it.

But I don't know that things in the world have never been smooth, and this bloody battle can be fought, or Mu Yun holds the purpose of actual combat drills to let them show their faces, so as to refine the hearts of armor warriors.

The defeat was like a mountain.

The Shu army didn't have time to enter the village, and ran all the way.

Wang Zhaoyuan had already abandoned all the bits and pieces on his body, lying on the back of a horse like a half-cooked shrimp male, dying, finally getting rid of the chasing soldiers behind him, and seeing the murderous formation of blood killing from afar, he couldn't help but be afraid: "Heaven is dead!" ”

"Don't panic, take the mountain trail, and come to open the way."

Zhao Wenliang, who was coaxed by his father Wei and fled for his life, had nowhere to go with evil fire in his stomach, and when this crisis occurred, his pride surged and he stepped forward.

Hit the diagonal and rushed out of Lixu, before he was about to enter the mountain, and a mighty explosion began: "This road is not passable." ”

A group of Zhou soldiers rushed out of the forest,

Zhao Wenliang roared: "Wait for ...... to go" Before the words fell, the iron spear was out, as fast as a green snake catching birds.

The guards on the left and right looked at it, and they also knew that they couldn't do it if they didn't work hard, and they all used their weapons to fight bravely, but they responded to the old saying, the rabbit was in a hurry and kicked the eagle, and the Shu army was killed, but the Zhou army that blocked the attack rushed out of a hole.

Wang Zhaoyuan was carried by his guards and took the opportunity to escape.

Zhao Wenliang shook a shot and was about to retreat, but one person, one gun, majestically blocked the way.

The name of the gun is Momei, and the name of the person is Hua Gun.

"Stay."

Zhao Wenliang put the yin and yang together, and the gun was like a dragon.

As soon as the spear saw the body frame, he pouted slightly, and the ink plum in his hand shook off the counterattack, knowing that there was another great achievement, but he deliberately turned a blind eye to the person who was carrying the clothes and embroidered clothes.

This is the most important task of the military advisor who asked him and Jia Yin, who were in charge of blocking the attack.

The soldiers wanted to block it as much as possible, but the "Kong Ming second" was more useful than catching it.

A commander of the three armed forces who has never been in the barracks for a day, where to find such an opponent.

Jia Yin is still standing high in the treetops, indifferently watching the battles below, he is no longer a recruit who is excited at the sight of blood, coupled with Mu Yun's repeated instructions before leaving, Jia Yin had no choice but to start the road of self-transformation, transforming from a general to a commander.

He was condescending, everything was clear, the Shu soldiers fled in the mountains, their own soldiers were bravely pursuing, from Xixian all the way to the bead curtain to force the "Pan" character general flag, there are still four full battalions are marching in a neat march formation, marching towards Sanquan Pass.

Hearing the roar that the spear had specially reminded him, he saw the two-gun confrontation between him and the silver armor general, and also saw the elegant man who was carrying his feet to the mountains with his feet on his back.

"Shoot the arrow."

Jia Yin took off the black bone carved bow, firmly clamped the branch with his legs, took out a special long arrow from the quiver, and stretched the string of the arrow.

Akayama, who was coiled in the tree with him, took out the fire medium from his arms, blew lightly, and put it on the long thin rope on the arrow, and suddenly sparks flew up.

Jiayin pulled his bow like a full moon, shot at the sky on his back, and with a "chirp", the arrow was volleyed into the air, bringing up a long string of purple-red ribbons, which bloomed beautifully in the sky.

You can see it from afar.

Rear Army.

Qin Yue, who was dragged over by Cao Binqiang, but rode his horses, gnawed on dates, and marched into a green taste, saw the dazzling and said with a smile: "How beautiful, everything is going on according to the designed track." ”

Cao Bin snorted coldly and answered.

Qin Yuequ pointed out the jujube core, and said with a lazy smile: "Don't be so careful, when it comes to playing yin, it is estimated that you are going to lose to the wooden monster by one or two points, but he can admire your ability to grasp the fighter plane and make decisions in battle, otherwise, with his loud arrogance, he will give the Ling Qi directly to you and go back to sleep by himself?"

Don't talk about him, I also admire it 100,000 times, in today's battle, you are a god, every time you knock on the bones, but I don't know if Wang Zhaoyuan vomited blood. ”

"What does it have to do with whether he vomits blood or not, go down to the underworld, and you are the one who wants to resent, the spirit point, all the soldiers are watching."

"There is a famous saying in the Huya Army, do you know what it is not?"

Seeing that Cao Bin just raised his eyebrows, Qin Yue smiled and said: "Forget it, otherwise you will say that I am bragging, hey, I said brothers, the military song should be sung." ”

……

The cold stars are dotted, and the silver light is shining.

Zhao Wenliang used all his strength, shouted a fierce battle, and used the 36 big guns of the family heirloom one by one, and even used the soul-chasing and life-killing skills.

The more Zhao Wenliang fought, the more suspicious he became, he didn't care about being on the battlefield, shook out a big shot of gunfire, stepped back, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and asked: "Who are you, why are you so familiar with a certain marksmanship?" ”

Holding a gun in one hand, Hua Gun did not answer the rhetorical question: "Who are you?" ”

"Tianshui Zhao Wenliang."

"After the Divine Arm?"

Zhao Wenliang straightened his body into a chicken breast, and said proudly: "It is the ancestor." ”

Hua Lance nodded and said, "There is a fate...... You go, I won't kill you. ”

Zhao Wenliang was surprised and delighted, and when he turned around, he asked again, "Who are you?" ”

"Flower guns, flower guns, flower guns."

……

Wang Zhaoyuan felt that he was dead, there was no strength in his body, soft like mud, his chest was dry like fire, and every breath was a heart-rending pain, he wanted to let the guards let him go down several times, but when the words came to his mouth, he was blocked by the panting sound like a bellows.

The mountain road is rugged, and the shouting and killing are urgent.

He was in a panic under the support of his personal guards, dazed, running without sticking to the ground, and he didn't know how long it took to be dizzy, when he suddenly heard a shout on the hill in front of him explode like thunder......

Wang Zhaoyuan watched the group of big men dressed in various clothes and carrying sharp blades and spears slowly surround him, and finally knew that death was coming, and the guards let go unconsciously, and let the main man go down and let the other party surround him.

Rustle, rustle......

The sound of stepping on the dead leaves was as piercing as the second son of the shuttle spitting out a letter.

This group of hideous men who suddenly appeared stood half a foot away, and a big man with a big knife on his shoulder snorted out the grass stalk in his mouth, and asked scoldingly: "Zhou Jun? Shu army? ”

A slightly clever guard immediately replied: "Shu army, we are Shu army." ”

"You Ha Ma Pi, you're playing noisily under the mountain, what are you running?"

As soon as this thick Sichuan voice came out, no matter how stupid a person was, he knew that he had met a fellow countryman, "The township party will help us quickly, escort us back to Sanquan Pass, and let alone reward us with money." ”

"No, a thousand taels of silver."

Wang Zhaoyuan only felt that his body was instantly filled with strength, and shouted loudly.

"You're a ghost on your back, and you speak hard, a thousand taels of silver?"

"What the marshal said is naturally true, this is the commander of my three armies, General Wang, don't say that the reward is silver, just want to be a general, it's also a matter of one sentence."

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