Looking at Yang Shuang's expression of looking at death, the old man was a little surprised.

"Interesting!"

With a chuckle, the nine-foot giant boring flat end in front of him suddenly slammed into front of him.

Yang Shuang raised his shield to greet him, and the horse roared down.

The old man lunges in rotation, holding the gun with both hands, making an overlord anti-tripod shape, blocking the moment of chopping the horse with a boring bar, and piercing the boring tail to the pair of big-footed boards below.

This time, Yang Shuang did not retreat, but erected the battle shield in front of him, held the bounced war horse, and swept towards the old man's waist.

Really!

With the blessing of the Tiger Wing Array, it is completely incomparable to the blessing of the Tiger Wing Array.

Before, every time he made a move, he always felt that something was missing dryly, but now that he had a formation, he found that every move carried a strong power and killing intent!

Yes!

If there is no killing intent, unless it is like the Sword Master in the film and television, all the moves can kill the enemy, otherwise the false move can definitely make the other party see through it!

As the saying goes, it is okay to die at night.

Yang Shuang, who suddenly realized, understood a lot at this moment.

If you want to be a peerless general, it is not enough to have speed, physical strength, endurance, combat skills, and the ability to see and hear all directions, at least you need the awareness to see through the enemy's intentions!

There's still a long way to go!

Thinking of this, Yang Shuang was suddenly proud in his heart, Xin Wenli and they all came out, and they wanted to come to Xiongkuohai and others to also step into the green forest, right?

It's just that I don't know if I've ever worshiped the bearded guest!

Bite!

The battle shield and the giant boring collided with each other, and the loud sound made Yang Shuang dare not think about it anymore.

Ding!

The two sides have come and gone, retreating and advancing, and have fought more than a dozen times in a few breaths.

can feel the power and killing intent revealed by the giant boring, Yang Shuang is no longer as unresisted as before, even if the old man makes a false move, stretches out his fists and swings his legs, he can parry with a shield, and then slash and draw, forcing the other party to retreat.

"The Metropolitan Governor is so perceptive!"

The old man flew back a few steps, gasped violently, and stood with a pestle.

The momentum of insisting that Qingshan will not relax, and the momentum of the roots in the broken rock is not reduced at all compared with before!

And Yang Shuang, who has not fully recovered after being poisoned, is also a little weak, and this meticulous engagement with bated breath is really too physical and mental energy.

"Amazing, Ben will kill the enemy generals in the Western Regions with a double ten, and he has never encountered such an existence as the old general!"

"Haha, barbarians are barbarians after all, how can they be compared to my dignified Chinese essence?"

Yang Shuang was stunned, aren't all people surnamed Yuwen Hu people? "You're not a Hu man?"

When the old man heard this, he blew his beard and glared, and snorted angrily: "The widow was born in Shuofang, rose in the Northern Regions, and is famous for killing Hu dogs, don't you know? ”

Yang Shuang is not an official in the court, let alone studied history, how can he know the identity of this old man, and immediately shook his head.

"Hah! Pathetic! The widow has been fighting for the Central Plains for more than 50 years, 12 with swords as pawns, 16 as generals, 18 with troops, fighting the Turks, destroying the Northern Qi, Pingwei Chi, blocking the South Chen, even the governor of the capital does not know that I am a Han person, in this world, who else knows the name of the old man?!!! ”

The old man seemed to be a little crazy, and Yang Jian, who was pointing at the battle of the trapped beasts on the river embankment, opened his mouth and scolded, "Old man, you have achieved the throne, but you have left the old man idle at home, where is the grace?" What's the point? ”

"How have I done you a bad treat?" Yang Jian seemed to have been paying attention to this side, and responded loudly when he heard the words, "Although your father is dead, he is the Taibao of this dynasty." Your eldest son, Yu Wenshan, is the general of the right leading army. The second son, Yu Wenyong, is the new imperial envoy doctor. You wait for your wife and concubine, and you have a grade, and your grandson is on duty in the palace! Even your brother Yu Wenkai is entrusted with the important task of building Daxing City. Well, did you know? Righteousness, do you know? ”

The old man was stunned on the spot.

"Your Majesty, don't listen to Yang Jian's nonsense, let me ask, if you are still in the General's Mansion, how can Shan'er and Yong'er just be the little five-rank military attaches now?" During the battle, the rickety figure who did not know where to hide appeared on the carriage again, "What's more, Shan'er is dead." ”

The old man suddenly regained his clarity, and his eyes looked at the middle-aged man in the yellow robe covered in blood in the distance.

"Liang Shiyan! I'm not sorry for you! ”

"Fart, Yang Jian!" Liang Shiyan, who was leaning over, suddenly straightened his waist, raised the cane in his hand and scolded, "You give Yuwenshu the post of Shangshu, not to break the thigh of the Yetou family!" ”

Po Yetou: Yuwen Shu family name, Xianbei clan.

Yang Jian was full of murderous intent, but he couldn't refute this in front of many generals, because there were too many Guan Long's disciples around!

"Liang Shiyan, your eldest son is a great general, the second son is a hussar general, and the grandsons of your sons-in-law, not a martial marquis, that is, a military guard, are you still not satisfied?"

"What about me? Was you sent to Puzhou to be an overhead administrator? And then"

Yang Jian interrupted his angry roar, "You're old! ”

"You!" Liang Shiyan almost choked out a mouthful of old blood, pointed to the front and trembled, and turned his head to look at Yu Wenxin, "Your Majesty, don't kill him yet!" ”

Yang Shuang touched the back of his head, numb, how could he have the illusion that this old monster was being used as a gun?

Then he looked at Yu Wenxin, pointed to the rickety figure standing on the gorgeous carriage more than 20 meters away, and said, "Old man, you won't be fooled by this old man, right?" ”

Yu Wenxin seemed to have an understanding, looked up at the sky, and did not answer for a long time, muttering to himself.

Yang Shuang, who was close, faintly heard the sermon, and his reputation was ruined!

"Your Majesty, you are not yet"

"Noisy tongue!"

Crash!

The battle shield shot out in an instant, dragging a slender chain and slamming it into Liang Shiyan's chest.

"You!"

Yang Shuang's arm trembled, he withdrew his battle shield, and his rickety figure took two steps forward, and fell headlong under the gorgeous carriage.

The surrounding rebels wanted to rush up, but Yu Wenxin waved back.

Sure enough, he was fooled!

Yang Shuang looked at the old man's sad look and sighed secretly in his heart.

No matter how deep the routine on the battlefield is, if the political attributes are not up to standard, you will eventually die without a place to be buried.

Since ancient times, how many generals have really died on the battlefield as they wished, or did they die at home?

Either a pot of poisonous wine, or it was condemned as a rebellion to exterminate the whole clan, or it was publicized to the outside world that he died of illness on the way to office.

The omnipotent Wu Qi was torn apart, the invincible Bai Qi was given to death Du You, the noble and fast Li Mu was unjustly killed by the counter-plot, the unparalleled Han Xin was exterminated, the Longcheng Fei general Li Guang was forced to kill himself, Yue Fei, who was loyal to the country, was unwarranted, and Yuan Chonghuan, the Guanning iron horseman, was Ling Chi.

To put it bluntly, after all, the political attributes are not up to standard.

This has nothing to do with IQ, but to be a man!

"Old general, surrender!" No matter how arrogant Yang Shuang is, he doesn't have the right to pardon the old man's crimes, so he feels a pity in his heart.

"Surrender?" Yu Wenxin wiped the crystals that fell on his white beard, "The old man has fought all his life, how can he ever be defeated?" ”

"Yuwen Xin, I" Yang Jian swept towards the battlefield, looking at the wounds everywhere, as well as the soldiers on both sides waiting for the order, "I, leave you behind!" ”

"Thank you, Saint Longen, !!"

The old man who was standing with the pestle suddenly howled and cried, "Wait, come down!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly raised the giant boring in his hand and stabbed at Yang Shuang.

Bite!

Yang Shuang's giant shield greeted him, and he subconsciously waved his sword.

Burst!

A white-haired head with a crimson flame soared into the sky.

ps: In the future, I will continue to update, the first three chapters, and the fourth chapter should be around 10 o'clock.