Five hundred and thirty tug-of-war
"Whew"
The cold wind blew and gently lifted the scattered black hair on Wang Yue's forehead, and also scratched the corners of his clothes.
With his hands on his back, his spine straight, and standing proudly on the mountain, Wang Yue's eyes quickly wandered among the crowd below.
Then, his eyes were cold, staring at the chaotic movement of the army in the distance.
This is not deliberately staring at Gao Zhi's position, because of Gao Zhi's strength, Wang Yue is still more assured.
Even though, when the number of generals gathers to a certain extent, the morale of the soldiers can cancel out the momentum from the generals.
Even if, under the command of the generals, the soldiers condense the battle formation and gather the military momentum, they can explode several times or even dozens of times the powerful power geometrically!
However, generals whose strength can reach the realm of manifestation will not be so fragile either.
Every military general in the manifestation realm, it can be said, will have the ability of unique expertise, as long as it is not on the frontal plain, deep in the frontal encirclement of the 10,000 RN army, generally speaking, it is enough to save his life.
Of course, the more direct reason is that even if he wants to target Gao Zhi, he can't do it at all.
At this moment, Wang Yue could no longer see Gao Zhi's figure, and the mountains were full of Xiliang soldiers.
What's more, groups of men and horses have already bypassed the place where Gao Zhi was before and entered the mountain.
Xu Rong!
What's going on in your head?
Wang Yue's eyes rolled, and his gaze stared at Xu Rong's place, as if he wanted to cut him out from the beginning to the inside and find out.
It's just that after all, Wang Yue, who was standing on the mountain with his hands in his hands, leaned back slightly, revealing a posture that was not easy.
Then, no longer thinking, there was only endless confidence and expectation in his eyes.
With his fingers clasped together and his scabbard gripped him, his restless heart began to emerge, and his eyes erupted with a devouring fishy light.
The other party has already set up a position, so he will take it!
Wang, in this life, is not weaker than others!
"There are two ways to divide the soldiers! Send another hundred people to surround Gao Zhi, and the black armor soldier will be the vanguard, and kill me on the mountain! Xu Rong below quickly adjusted his strategy according to the changes in the situation on the spot.
The Black Armor Soldier, take the order.
The tree columns, from static to moving, do not see any difference, mixed as one.
That group of black armor soldiers, who were not to lose Xu Rong's personal guards, attacked very fiercely, and as an assault, they quickly surpassed the vanguard soldiers who were originally in front of them.
"By the general's order! Capture Wang Yue! Live or die! ”
Less than fifty zhang away from the mountain, the voice of a black-faced man, the chief of the guard leading the army, suddenly sounded.
At the same time, one person took the lead, and the big knife in his hand swung down vigorously, and the wind that was blowing up seemed to have the power to open the mountain and split the stones.
It's just that when the conspicuous wooden sheath touches the cold surface of the long knife, there is no imaginary devastating potential.
Wang Yue just raised his arm and took it very easily, and there was not even a trace of tremor on the wooden sheath.
The black-faced man was stunned at first, gritted his teeth, his muscles trembled, and he increased his strength, the big knife went down, and there was fine sweat between his neck, but Wang Yue did not move at all.
"Huh." The corners of Wang Yue's mouth grinned, his arms trembled slightly, and his sheath was not raised, but a cold glow was the first.
His killing intent is only on the front line, and the person opposite him instinctively feels dangerous.
The black-faced man wanted to dodge, but found that under the power of that edge, he had no way out.
The wooden sheath fell as fast as lightning. Although the black-faced man was a little panicked, his reaction was extremely agile, and he raised his hand and raised his knife to block it. I want to talk about "White Horse Plundering the Three Kingdoms" with more like-minded people, "Hot Online Article" or "Chat with more book friends about your favorite books."