In the wide tent, the knife array of the Mo knife hand forced those ascetics of the Futu Sect to have almost no power to fight back, if it is a one-on-one, Chen Qingzhi's dozens of elite Mo knife hands may not be the opponent of these ascetics who have been masochistic since childhood, but once these Mo knife hands form a formation, then it is not just as simple as the power of several people overlapping, the strength of the array handed down from the pre-Qin era is far from what people can imagine. The number of soldiers was far inferior to the number of princes who divided the world at that time, but on the battlefield, they were always outnumbered and defeated, and there was a lot of credit for this. At present, Kumoro was in danger by the three people in front of him who advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and cooperated with the inseparable Mo knife hand.

"Hmph, stupid." Seeing that those black-clothed Futu monks were fighting with the Mo swordsmen under his command empty-handed, Chen Qingzhi said to himself in a cold voice, in the country of Great Qin, martial arts prevailed, and there were many folk masters, many of whom were rampant, but once they met well-trained soldiers in the army, they only needed a few people to capture those masters.

Seeing that the Mo swordsman army was sharp, and the knife was urging people's lives, even if Gu Moro didn't want to work hard, he couldn't do it, and all the skills at the bottom of the pressure box that he had hidden were taken out, which also made Chen Qingzhi a little surprised, "I didn't expect this monk to be energetic!" Seeing that Kumoro was desperately cut in two, forced close combat, relying on the dark energy in his hand to shock a strange knife hand in the face, after breaking the formation, he pounced on himself, Chen Qingzhi had already drawn his sword in his hand, and stabbed at the rushing Kumoro.

Although Chen Qingzhi is not strong in martial arts, this is relative to Ran Min, who wants him to be born in the Jiangnan Wang clan and learn kendo since he was a child. The kung fu of this sword will not be too bad? Kumara originally wanted to capture him for life-saving purposes, but who thought that the young general in front of him who looked thin was good at swordsmanship, and this head-on stab was amazingly fast, he relied on ascetic yoga, and the whole person was like a snake, as if he had no bones, and he fell down on the ground before he dodged. However, Chen Qingzhi's sword pressed down like a bone. In the end, Kumaro was forced to roll around without grace before he dodged.

Chen Qingzhi's swordsmanship is a modification of the forty-six sword style originally practiced by the family of the old Han Dynasty, which is a little more fierce and domineering than the original forty-six sword style with a luxurious atmosphere, and it is the swordsmanship used by high-born generals. Chen Qingzhi has always been good at skillful changes in the use of soldiers, and his swordsmanship is also the same, although he is not as powerful as Li Ang and Ran Min, but his tricky and changeable sword path against the empty-handed Kumora has the upper hand, but he has the upper hand steadily.

"To deal with me, an empty-handed man, the general is so fierce, it is simply a loss of face for your country." Kumara, who was killed by Chen Qingzhi's long sword, shouted. He has always been proficient in Sinology, and the Great Qin Empire only has a Confucian school of external communication, and the rest are secret skills. At this time, it was actually Confucian etiquette and Chen Qingzhi's words, but Chen Qingzhi sighed in his heart, and secretly said that this monk of Guishan was crazy and said such stupid things.

"Your monk is a generation of Yidi, no different from beasts, do I still need to talk about etiquette with beasts?" Chen Qingzhi was born in a scholarly family, and he talked about the benefits of his tongue. No matter how proficient Kumoro is in Sinology, how can he be his opponent, at this time, he saw Chen Qingzhi insulting himself as a beast. Even if he was well-cultivated, he couldn't help but burst out of a nameless fire, and there was a bit of fierce light in his eyes.

"You monk, but you also have some ability, so I will spare your life." Seeing that the middle of the tent had already killed all those black-clothed floating monks, Chen Qingzhi smiled loudly. Longsword wielding. forced Kumara to retreat. He gave up the battle circle, but let his subordinates come up. Twelve Mo knives immediately blocked Kumara's path on all sides, surrounded him so much that if he made the slightest move, they immediately cut him into a ball of meat sauce.

The more than a dozen Mo knives that were held by the cold air, Rao is Kumaro is the three great Venerables of the Futu Sect, and he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, he looked at Chen Qingdao, who had already walked to Princess Lianjia's side in the tent, "General, the poor monk has surrendered, and I also ask your ministry to remove the knife." ”

Seeing that the Han dialect was fluent, and it was obvious that the monk who was a big man was soft, Chen Qingzhi nodded to the soldiers beside him, but he saw that several Mo swordsmen on the periphery had collected their knives, and took a few winding crossbows and aimed them at Kumoro, and the few Mo swordsmen who were trapped in him let go, and the two of them tied him up, which was not a little slack, so that Kumoro couldn't find any opportunity to get out at all, and couldn't help but scold Chen Qingzhi in his heart for being cunning and hateful.

"Who is she?" Chen Qingzhi didn't pay attention to the bound Kumara, but just asked the few people dressed as maids among the women in front of him, he was not sure if these women could understand Chinese, but he still wanted to try, he didn't want to ask the Kushan monk who surrendered, this bald head did not give him a good impression.

"She is Her Royal Highness Princess Lianjia of my dynasty, you can't hurt her

The warrior replied with a huddle.

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"Princess, it looks like you caught a big fish this time." When Chen Qingzhi heard this, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and then he looked at Princess Na Lianjia and said, "I disturbed the princess just now, but I really did it out of helplessness, and I ask the princess to forgive me." After that, he said to the soldier beside him, "Take it away." ”

"Whoa!" Several pro-soldiers responded loudly, and they were going to take Princess Lianjia and them away, at this time, the armor and blood on their bodies were still dry, and their faces were murderous, but they scared the maids into discoloration, and their bodies trembled, and finally they were picked up with one hand like a chicken, only Princess Lianjia, when the two Mo swordsmen came over, they stood up by themselves, and faced Chen Qingzhi, "I will go myself, don't let them touch me." ”

"It's a bit of a princess." Seeing Princess Lianjia's awe-inspiring and inviolable look, Chen Qingzhi smiled and said to several pro-soldiers, "Let her go by herself." After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the big tent, he had guessed that the woman in the Chinese costume in this tent was the princess pretended to be the palace maid who married Guishan and Tubo, but he didn't expect it to be a real thing, and the Guishan people made a bloody investment.

As soon as Fang came out of the tent, Chen Qingzhi saw the Guishan light cavalry returning to the aid land, like the sound of thunderous horse hooves, the 1,000 Garuda light cavalry and the reunited Yaksha light soldiers surrounded him and the 300 personal soldiers, all gritting their teeth, as if they had a common enmity with him.

Mo Dao Hand put out a circle array, and the long double-edged Mo Dao reflected the glittering cold light in the sun, and the murderous aura was fierce. The height of these tall hoplite Han men from the southern part of the empire has become shorter since the Wuhu Chaohua, because the northern nomads are all short people with a confidence that borders on contempt on their faces, and for them, even if there are several times more Kushan people in front of them, they are sure to break through, and at this time they are just waiting for their own orders from their own adults.

Da Longjia and Kufu did not dare to act rashly, they did not yet know the life and death of Princess Lianjia. "I don't know if Your Excellency can embarrass Her Royal Highness the Princess of my family." Kufu, whose right arm was gone, ignored the dissuasion of the personal soldiers and Da Longjia beside him, and walked alone in front of the Mo Dao Array and shouted loudly.

"I, the teacher of great Qin benevolence and righteousness, will not embarrass a weak woman yet." Chen Qingzhi replied loudly, but he didn't think so in his own heart, although he was a Confucian scholar, he also knew that the Great Qin Army had nothing to do with the words benevolence and righteousness, but in other words, there was an army in this world that talked about benevolence and righteousness, and the soldiers carried their swords into battle to kill people and make the people of the enemy country kneel down and submit.

Hearing that Princess Lianjia was fine, Kufu and Da Longjia were relieved, as long as the princess was fine, their lives would be saved. At this time, Princess Lianjia also walked out of the tent, and behind her was Kumara, who was escorted by two Mo swordsmen. Seeing the princess and Kumaro, Da Longjia and Kufu all looked at Kumara fiercely, this Venerable Futu usually prides himself on being a master, but now he has not been captured alive by the general of Great Qin, he is really incompetent.

"My lord, you have to let the brothers come over!" Seeing that there were many people in the Kushan people around, Chen Qingzhi's personal soldiers whispered in his ear, at this time, most of Chen Qingzhi's subordinates were fighting with the Yaksha pawns who had not been gathered by Kufu after the collapse, to be precise, it was a one-sided killing.

"It's fine." Chen Qingzhi looked at the sun shining brightly, it had been almost two hours since dawn and the battle, and it was time to prepare to retreat.

A horn sounded from the Mo Sword Array, Da Longjia and Ku Fu couldn't help but change color, they had already heard the echoing horn behind them, knowing that the general of Great Qin was going to gather his subordinates to break through, but they had no choice, now that Princess Lianjia was in the hands of the other party, they did not dare to act rashly.

In the end, Da Longjia and Kufu had no choice but to let the soldiers get out of the way, and watched Chen Qingzhi leave with Princess Lianjia, at this time they felt a deep sense of shame, and at the same time, their hearts were filled with a sense of weakness, "Could it be that the Great Qin Legion is really invincible?" They couldn't help but ask themselves in their hearts, this battle, even though the Great Qin Army launched a surprise attack, they shouldn't have lost so badly.

Kufu looked at his subordinates who had been beaten to the point that they didn't even have half of their temper, but he didn't know what to say, he only had a bitter face, nearly 20,000 Yaksha elites were killed by a mere 3,000 people, and nearly half of them were lost, he didn't know whether to say that Daqin's soldiers were too strong, or that he was too useless.

Da Longjia and Kufu were also uncomfortable, he was reversed by the enemy in an advantageous situation, which can be described as extremely aggrieved, and his return to the camp at this time was equivalent to abandoning and burying the three thousand men who fought hard, and they lost this battle from beginning to end.