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It had been almost an hour since Wei Yan left the camp.

The camp was very quiet, and everyone didn't seem to have much of a mood swing. But Deng Ji could feel that in this simple, temporarily built camp, there was a very strange atmosphere, a little depressing, and a little murderous.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the Yiyang warriors, it has become a habit to fight and kill.

On the surface, everyone was calm. But when he was resting, the weapons that were all placed in a concentrated manner were all held in his hands at this time.

Deng Ji walked around the camp, said hello to Tang Ji again, and then returned to the military tent.

Wei Yan was not there at this time, and Deng Ji, who was a servant of the festival, became the supreme commander in this camp. This is also the first time Deng Ji has experienced this kind of thing, and he was a little nervous for a while, but at the same time, there was a trace of excitement and excitement in his heart. The two armies confronted each other and fought on the battlefield, this is something that every man desires. Although Deng Ji is a scholar, he also had such a dream when he was a teenager.

"Tiger head, you go down and rest."

Wang Mai barely had a good rest this day, and he has been busy with Deng Ji's side.

So much so that when I sit down at this time, I also feel a little tired. After all, a boy who is only fourteen years old, according to the method of calculating age by the ancients, even if he is two years old, is only sixteen, and he is indeed a little overwhelmed.

"Deng Jiecong, I'm not tired!"

", I'm a little tired, how can you not be tired?" Seeing that Wang Mai was still stubborn, Deng Ji immediately lowered his face and shouted: "Go back and rest, maybe there are more things to do tomorrow." If you don't rest well, where will your spirit come from? ”

"But Ah Fu said that he wanted me not to leave an inch."

"Ah Fu also has to listen to me, you listen to Ah Fu, and you have to listen to me, otherwise military law will be engaged."

Deng Ji's voice was violent, and Wang Mai had no choice but to agree.

However, when Wang Mai left, Deng Ji fell into deep thought.

Cao Peng's advice to Wang Mai made Deng Ji feel alarmed. He knew that although Cao Peng was not very old, he was a cautious person. Could it be that he found something? But if he found out about the situation, he should tell himself that it is, instead of letting Wang Mai stay alone.

This shows that Cao Peng is not sure that something will happen......

The more Deng Ji thought about it, the more strange he felt.

He got up and made a vigorous chest expansion, glanced at a pair of armor hanging in the tent, and then turned and took the iron sword from the pillar of the tent!

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Cao Peng's face was buried in the blood-soaked mud.

In his ears, the mournful wails and screams continued to echo, as well as Wei Yan's angry roar.

"Who is the thief, who dares to sneak attack...... Have the ability to come out and fight with your Grandpa Wei against the three lilies! ”

Immediately after, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps from the direction of the mangrove forest, accompanied by a shout, sweeping over, "Hugh has gone anti-thief Wei Yan!" ”

Cao Peng was not injured, but at this time he was prostrate next to a corpse, face down motionless.

A big foot stepped over his body, almost stepping on him. But even so, he was still prostrate on the ground, motionless......

The sudden attack caught Wei Yan and his men off guard.

After a rain of arrows, twenty spearmen fell. The rest of the people, more or less, also had some minor injuries. Wei Yan was very embarrassed, holding the two big knives in his hands, flying up and down, and the water could not be splashed. He shouted and scolded angrily while dialing Diaoling. But before he could finish scolding, he saw a team of people rushing out of the mangrove forest. All the school knife hands, the left hand hook inlay, the right hand Han ring knife. Looking at their armor, they are also very familiar. Wei Yan recognized it at a glance, these people were all dressed as Jingzhou soldiers.

And the first person surprised Wei Yan even more.

"Wei Ping?"

The young man who was walking at the forefront suddenly stopped, and said with a smile: "Brother, I didn't expect it......"

"What didn't you expect?"

"I didn't expect that I was still alive!"

Wei Yan frowned, and shouted, "Wei Ping, what nonsense are you talking about?" ”

"Am I talking nonsense?" Wei Ping looked up to the sky and laughed, "Brother, don't you understand it so far?" Today's event was specially arranged by me...... The people here are also the soldiers and horses I asked for from Deng Junhou. Deng Junhou, remember? It's the person you injured in the camp of Nine Women's City. ”

Wei Yan turned his head and looked at both sides, the people who could fight on his side were just ** people.

Two were seriously injured and have lost their combat effectiveness. Even among the ** people who could still fight, there were three people who were wounded by arrows and managed to maintain a fighting posture.

"Wei Wenbo, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Wei Ping sneered, "No wonder the Yiyang martial arts officer is in your hands, and he has become the way he is now, you guy, you are really stupid." Yiyang Wushu was founded by my father, even if my father is gone, I should be in charge, why should you call the shots? When you were in Wuling Mountain, you didn't save you when you saw death, and you sat back and watched my father die in the chaos of the army, wasn't it just to seize the military power of this Yiyang warrior? Wei Wenchang, what kind of brotherly love do you want to show in front of me...... I've wanted to take your last name for a long time. ”

A pair of tiger eyes, staring round.

"You say that I am attached to military power and deliberately murdered my uncle's surname?"

"Isn't it?"

Wei Yan looked at Wei Ping in a daze, and suddenly burst into laughter.

He laughed so hard that in the end, he actually held a knife in his hand and laughed into tears.

"It's just a Yiyang warrior, but it's just a team, why should I be attached to it?

When General Wen Zhongye Wen invited me to Xiangyang, I refused! Do you think I'm attached to military power? Wei Wenbo, you underestimate me Wei Yan too much! If it weren't for these brothers, who were brothers and sisters who were born and died with me, why would I be nostalgic for this little Tuber? Under Wen Ping, I can at least be a military marquis, and if I am lucky, it is not impossible to be a thousand-person governor.

You're ......"

The more Wei Yan spoke, the more excited he became, and suddenly he reached for the knife with his left hand, lifted the front placket of his robe, and the dragon sparrow fell down with his right hand, cutting the placket into two sections.

"Wei Ping, from now on, you are no longer my brother.

Today, I want to avenge these old brothers......"

With Wei Yan's words, Wei Ping's face suddenly turned pale. But before he could speak, he saw the only remaining spearman raise his spear at once, his left hand hooked and his eyebrows leveled, and his right hand spear rested on the hook, and in an instant they lined up in a row, and bowed and stepped forward.

Wei Yan's eyes were split, and tears flashed in his tiger eyes.

He glanced at Wei Ping, and suddenly raised his chest with a knife, and stabbed a pillar to the sky.

"There's an enemy attack!"

"Warriors take the lead!" The nine spearmen took a step forward at the same time, a barrage of shouts coming out of their mouths.

Without waiting for Wei Yan to speak again, the spearmen took two steps in succession, "The spearmen are in front, I am invincible!" ”

On the other side, there is a team of people.

And on their own, it is not even enough.

But even so, the nine Yiyang warriors burst out with shocking fighting spirit.

In an instant, there was a tragic murderous aura in front of the mangrove forest. This is a murderous aura that will only condense after countless battles.

Wei Ping's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly took out a token from his waist.

"The yellow soldier Cao Shi had an order, Wei Yan colluded with Cao thieves and plotted to rebel, and the marquis of this army was ordered to behead him. They all acted according to orders and could not be held accountable. The marquis of this army will reorganize the Yiyang song and reproduce the momentum of our Yiyang warriors. You are all old brothers who follow my father, and you are helpless to be deceived by Wei Yan. At this time, it is not too late to turn back. If you continue to follow the thief, you will be killed! ”

In an instant, Wei Yan was struck by lightning and stood still.

He held two knives in his hand, and he didn't move for a long time, and his mind went blank...... I, a thief?

The straight body suddenly became a little rickety. He worked hard for Liu Biao, but in the end, he became a thief?

No one noticed that behind Wei Ping's people, a corpse crawling on the ground moved slightly.

Cao Peng said in his heart: Sure enough, it's a yellow shot!

It's just that he has to deal with himself, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with Wei Yan...... Now, even if he kills Wei Yan, he can't be involved in himself. Slow down...... He said that Wei Yan was a thief, could he ...... Cao Peng's heart couldn't help but be abrupt.

Vaguely, he seemed to have guessed Huang Jie's intentions!

"Wen Chang, look at the brothers on this earth, they died here because of you.

We are willing to follow you because you are a good man and deserve to be followed...... Now that you have come to this point, don't let the hearts of these old brothers be cold. ”

A spearman who looked like he turned his head and shouted sharply.

Then, he said to Wei Ping: "Wei Ping, we chose Wei Dubo at the beginning, but to put it bluntly, we can't trust you." These old brothers, who have followed your father for many years, have killed you without even blinking an eye. You're a white-eyed wolf, and you can't be trusted.

Brothers, who are we? ”

"Yiyang Warrior!"

"Remember when we were the order?"

"There is an enemy attack, and the soldiers take the lead!"

"What kind of soldiers are we from the Yiyang Warriors?"

"Spearmen!"

With a thick killing intent in his eyes, the chief took a big step forward, "The spearmen are ahead!" ”

Wei Yan's eyes are red!

With two knives and one finger, he jumped and rushed out, "I am invincible!" ”

"I'm invincible!"

The shouts of the spearmen and Wei Yan converged in one place, echoing over the mangroves.

Wei Ping's face became even more ugly, he clenched the long knife in his hand, gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know what is dead or alive, give me - kill!" ”

Fifty Jingzhou soldiers immediately rushed out, waving long knives in their hands, and pounced on the Yiyang soldiers.

Wei Ping stood still, but did not move.

The corners of his mouth outlined a cold arc, and he shouted: "Kill me, don't leave a single one!" ”

It sounded hoarse and exhausted. However, he knew very well how terrible it would be if these Yiyang warriors launched a surge. They have been in a hundred battles, and they are born and die. Death, for the Yiyang warriors, is actually equivalent to liberation.

In the eyes of many people, the Yiyang warriors are soldiers who do not obey discipline. But Wei Ping knew that these people had already seen through life and death.

I want to be at the beginning, brothers, father and son go into battle together.

For six years, they were accustomed to seeing the death of their friends, their partners, and their robes.

So they didn't care about anything, just for the oath they had made in the past, and they got together.

Such a person will have great lethality when fighting. Wei Ping, who was also a member of the Yiyang Martial Arts, couldn't be clearer about this.

However, although the Yiyang warriors are fierce, after all, the number of people is not dominant.

A team of soldiers and horses on the other side pounced at the same time, and they almost blocked three with one and blocked four. And Wei Yan was trapped by more than a dozen hook inlay hands. The long knives flickered with light and cold, and they slashed fiercely. Wei Yan's double knives flew up and down, whirring, with a treacherous knife aura, fighting with the opponent in one place. In my ears, there were screams from time to time...... There are his brothers, and there are the wails of the enemy!

The tiger's eyes were almost dripping blood, Wei Yan's left hand knife bell collapsed and one hook was inlayed, and he pounced forward, and the hook inlay soldier in front of him hurriedly dodged, but he didn't know that Wei Yan suddenly dropped his hand and stabbed his waist. The sharp dragon sparrow broadsword slashed through the chest of a Jingzhou soldier next to him, tore through his armor, and directly cut a shocking bloody cut in his chest. Jingzhou soldiers screamed miserably, and fell to the ground on their backs.

Several Jingzhou soldiers around shouted in unison, rushed up, and trapped Wei Yan to death in the center.

Nine spearmen, plus the two mortally wounded, lay in pools of blood. However, Jingzhou soldiers also paid more than twice the price for this. Nearly twenty people died tragically at the hands of the Yiyang soldiers. It's just that seeing the tragic death of Pao Ze aroused the ferocity of the Jingzhou soldiers. On the battlefield, only Wei Yan was left alone. He was indeed very powerful, killing seven people in a row......

Wei Ping smiled!

He had been waiting, waiting for an opportunity to kill Wei Yan with his own hands.

However, he also knew that Wei Yan was powerful, so he had been reluctant to do it.

And now, here's your chance!

Wei Ping drew his sword out of its sheath and strode forward.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of footsteps behind him, Wei Ping sighed in his heart, turned around and returned his hand with a knife. But this knife came to naught...... The corner of his eye swept a cold glow. But when he saw this cold glow, a soft voice came from his ears: "Even if you don't let go of your own brother, how can you serve the public?" Go to hell and do your dream of being a military marquis......"

With the sound, a cold glow swept past the side of his neck.

Wei Ping could even clearly hear the faint sound of the blade tearing through his skin.

A puff of blood mist erupted from his neck, Wei Ping's eyes widened, and there was an incredible expression on his face: Who killed me?