"Huh", Yang Zhi drew the knife in his hand, and saw the light of day again, the sharp blade flashed with scorching brilliance, and everyone covered their eyes with their sleeves. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Good knife", everyone was amazed, and the light comparable to the sun and the moon illuminated the room a lot.

Do you want to be so scary, seeing that the white light emitted is about to compete with the golden glow of the treasure armor, how can this make Zhang Quan secretly bitter in his heart.

"By the way, maybe it's a trick, the system will check this knife for me, and see if I don't remove your veil", while arguing, he gave orders to the system.

"Ding Dong: Treasure Knife, unnamed, the user can randomly increase the force value by 2".

It's really the one, chopping iron without curling the blade, blowing hair and breaking hair, killing people without blood, now, the knife and the armor meet together, isn't that contradictory!

Yang Zhi held the knife in both hands, raised it above his head, gathered his strength, and prepared to chop open the armor in front of him with a knife. This upright man, why can't you think about it for your lordship? Zhang Quan was secretly anxious.

Seeing that Yang Zhi was about to swing his knife and cut down, Zhang Quan hurriedly said, "Yang Duwei is slow."

"Lord, something", putting down the knife in his hand, Yang Zhi asked.

Zhang Quan stepped forward and said with a smile: "I look at Yang Duwei's knife, the cold is pressing, scorching and shining, it must be a treasure knife in the world, Duwei must cherish it very much."

"As the lord said, this knife has been passed down from home, and it is the hope of my Yang family," Yang Zhi said.

"Yang Duwei's knife is rare in the world, and my golden chain armor is also rare in the world, as the saying goes, two tigers must be injured when they fight, why fight for this matter and be scarred", Zhang Quan said.

After Zhang Quanyi said, Yang Zhi also suddenly realized, the treasure armor is extraordinary at a glance, no matter who wins or loses this knife, it is not good for both parties, it is just a little fun for everyone, and he said apologetically, "What the lord said is very true, it is Yang Zhi who has entered the devil."

Divine soldiers, treasure armor, and good horses should let them shine on the battlefield instead of nesting indoors and fighting in secret, if they have spirituality, they must not want to do so.

"Human nature, Yang Duwei doesn't have to blame himself", Zhang Quan smiled, his heart was hanging, and finally resolved a crisis.

Everyone is a little regretful that they didn't see the wonderful scene, but they also understand that destroying any one like this will hurt anyone's heart. Only Shi Jin was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and shouted, "Lord, how can you do this, how can you do such a thing that you don't believe in your words."

Zhang Quan couldn't go over, slapped him in the mouth, glared hard, and frightened Shi Jin obediently closed his mouth.

A farce was hurried to the back of the scene, leaving everyone with infinite nostalgia that Zhang Quan still has how many divine soldiers, BMWs, and armor. When one day he made a great achievement, the lord was happy, and begged for a reward.

After several encounters, Zhang Yan was defeated again and again, and the hearts of the people who had been hard to gain gradually dispersed, and the adoring eyes of the Black Mountain soldiers gradually left him.

More than 40,000 soldiers and horses when they came, after several battles, there was not much left, the battle of Xiyang, the Feiyan cavalry was wiped out, and Zhang Yan was distressed for a long time; In the first confrontation, several leaders were broken, and this Zhang Yan was not only not sad but also happy; In the second encounter, five or six thousand soldiers and horses were lost; In the third confrontation, he lost six or seven thousand at once, and his own life was almost left, and after a few times, there were only more than 20,000 horses left, and they were about to run out.

If it was in the past, Zhang Yan would have happily reorganized the population of the troops of the dead leaders, but now Zhang Yan can't be interested, and Zhang Yan's death touched Zhang Yan a lot.

Zhang Yan was very distressed, the wound on her body was a trivial matter, and she could be healed after a period of rest, leaving a scar at most. But the pain in my heart can't be solved, the huge Jizhou, I can go as much as I want, just like my own back garden, and I haven't met an opponent for so many years. It was also a year ago that the princes begged Dong, and heard that there were several very powerful generals, what warm wine cut Huaxiong, and the three British battles Lu Bu passed on the boiling, although Lu Bu had never fought each other, but the Huns who fought fled when they heard the wind, and won the title of General Fei is also well deserved.

Only this small one is on the party, with a population of only more than 200,000 people, but Jizhou is a fur, and there are many fierce generals one after another, Shi Jin, Luo Tong, Yang Zhi, Zhou Cang, and a general who can't be named can be called by himself, he Zhang Quan is a yellow-mouthed son, how can he de, collect so many fierce generals, think about the scene at that time, can come back alive, how much luck does it take!

Zhang Yan didn't believe that his luck was off the charts, and he could have such good luck next time, and when he thought about facing the Shangdang army, he felt furious in his heart, and he wanted to go back to Taihang and never set foot in the Shangdang again, but he kept hesitating, entangled in face and inside.

This year's winter is coming a little fast, autumn has not yet left, winter has stepped on the heel of autumn and ran over, at noon, it is still a little warmer, the autumn is high and cool, there is no cold wind raging, squatting in the root of the warm wall basking in the sun, not to mention how comfortable. But in the morning and evening, the weather is unusually cold, and people shiver from the cold.

Zhang Yangui shrank in the base camp, but he didn't come out for several days, Zhang Quan had no choice but to send a message to Jia Kui to prepare some more quilts, and the cotton clothes were transported over, and it was okay to dry them, but they couldn't freeze the soldiers.

"Dashuai, winter is coming, and the soldiers are not cold, you see what we should do", Bai Bo came to the front and whispered.

It can't go, it can't stay, hesitate for a long time, Zhang Yan really didn't know how to speak, and walked back and forth in the camp.

The oppressive atmosphere in the camp overwhelmed everyone, and Colonel Zuo stayed aside thinking nonsense, and suddenly had a plan, and said, "Dashuai, I have a plan, do you see if it is feasible."

"Say it quickly", stopping his walking, Zhang Yan said hurriedly.

"Look, big marshal," Colonel Zuo said, pointing to the map spread out on the table.

Zhang Yan stepped forward in a few steps to the map, and looked in the direction of the left colonel's finger, "Huguan"? , I don't know why.