Chapter 125: Iron Bull

Yang Zhen, who didn't have a piece of good meat on his body, walked into the barracks step by step with a big gun across his abdomen, and everywhere he passed, he was all shocked, and then listened to what Yang Zhen did after entering the palace just now, and then turned to admiration, this father-in-law is ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself!

Even a father-in-law can do such a heroic thing, how can he be willing to be behind him if he usually prides himself on being a good man? What's more, the conditions created by Yang Gonggong can't be ruined. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The officers who take the lead will always win the respect and love they deserve, Yang Zhen is not just rushing to the front, but almost opened the situation with his own life, so that the difficulty of ordinary soldiers attacking the city will be reduced, and the mortality rate will be greatly reduced.

Although the soldiers did not dare to say that they had experienced a hundred battles, they still saw clearly the good and the bad, and this was the great grace of life!

As a result, the sergeants seemed to have no change on the surface, but they had plans in their hearts, and an inexplicable atmosphere permeated the barracks, solemn, dignified, and somewhat heroic.

Yang Zhen listened to the sound of battle in his ears and smiled slightly, it is very simple to make the soldiers desperate, just work harder than them! He stopped the people who had come to help, found a clean and sheltered tent, and ordered people to prepare liquor, cotton cloth, and gold sore medicine, and prepared to pull out the gun.

Looking at the officers who kept poking their heads outside, looking at him curiously, Yang Zhen shook his head and didn't stop it. This kind of showmanship, he never shy away from outsiders.

He first bit a piece of hardwood in his mouth, grabbed the handle of the dragon spear with his backhand, and slowly pulled it out! Every inch of the pull, there are large strands of blood gushing out! After a while, there was a pool of blood under Yang Zhen!

The people outside the tent saw it, even if they were used to seeing life and death, they also felt that the two forces were trembling, and their faces turned pale with fright!

Yang Zhen's ears burst because of the severe pain, his head almost lost thinking, and the wooden stick in his mouth had already been bitten into powder by his iron-chewing teeth!

At the end of the gun, Yang Zhen's muscles collapsed tightly, he suddenly roared, all the strength of his body was concentrated on his arm, and he pulled out the whole big gun violently!

Suddenly, blood flowed like an infusion, gushing out! The military man who was familiar with Yang Zhen outside felt the same way when he saw it, and he couldn't hold back anymore, so he hurriedly came in and poured the golden medicine on Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen didn't object, he kept urging the Yi Jin Sutra, and the gentle internal force was transformed into a restoring force with the cooperation of Tong Zigong, and the blood hole, which was originally the size of a fist, was squirming and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When everyone saw it, they were even more surprised than watching Yang Zhen pull out his gun, is this still human? Even if the gecko broke its tail, it didn't grow so quickly!

Without the blocking of the dragon lance's domineering gun qi, Yang Zhen kept repairing his body, the arrow wounds on his body and the gun were slowly healing, and the wound on his abdomen was also stopped and the bleeding slowly shrunk.

Yi Jin Jing and Tong Zi Gong have been running for a long time, and his abdomen has become smooth as a mirror, but when he shakes slightly, he can feel a sharp pain, because his intestines and internal organs have been damaged to varying degrees, and these positions are not so easy to cultivate.

But Yang Zhen knew that after the forcible conditioning just now, although it seemed that the wound was not a big problem, it was not only excessive blood loss and depletion of internal strength, but also the excessive consumption of physical strength, willpower, and brain power after the tragic battle, resulting in a deep sense of exhaustion.

He felt that his martial arts had dropped by more than half, and if he removed this domineering hard skill that was running all the time, he would not be much different from an officer with outstanding martial arts.

It's just that he will never show his weakness in front of outsiders, but he will have to be more domineering and majestic than before, so as to deter any enemy who takes advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos.

Yang Zhen pushed away the crowd around him and patted them on the shoulder to express his gratitude. He picked up the high liquor and cleaned the perimeter of the wound, tightly wrapped it with cotton strips, changed into a refreshing military uniform, put the scimitar behind his back, and came out with a big gun in his hand!

The spear was stained with his blood, fused with its golden body, and emitted a special and strange light.

He strode forward, not caring about the pain in his body at all, and he returned to the front line with just a pillar of incense!

Even if there is no buffer at the Imperial City Gate, it is not possible to capture it at will, the thick iron gate, as well as the countless sacks behind it and the elite soldiers against it, although there is the cooperation of the car that hit the door, it is still deadlocked.

The princess frowned and observed the situation on the entire battlefield, constantly giving orders one after another, which made her voice a little hoarse. She was also taken aback when she saw Yang Zhen standing beside her again.

She couldn't have imagined that in just a few hours, Yang Zhen stood in front of her intact again, which made her feel that the extremely shocking scene she had just seen seemed to be an illusion.

She couldn't be surprised that the wounded who had besieged the city were carried back, and she concentrated her men and horses again, preparing to take advantage of the darkness to carry out an assault on the city gates! It seems that she has been infected by Yang Zhen, and she is ready to personally lead the team to charge!

Yang Zhen Kaba grabbed her wrist and stopped the princess from sending her to death this time, he didn't know whether to praise her bravery or scold her for her recklessness.

He said to the princess, "I'd better come." ā€

The princess's hoarse voice came: "You don't know the end of your crossbow when this palace is in the palace?" Let you go, it is the real death! ā€

Yang Zhen smiled: "Who said I was going to go in person?" After speaking, he picked up a small bamboo tube and shot an arrow.

As soon as the arrow fell, a giant monster walked towards it.

Zhishen! Armed to the teeth, Zhishen! His tower-like body was covered with a layer of fine heavy armor, and he moved slowly, like a moving fortress.

What's even more terrifying is the weapon he carries on his shoulder, which is the iron bull of the town at the bottom of the river, a big iron bull weighing a thousand gold!

With every step he took, the earth trembled. Everyone knew that once this sturdy iron lump wielded an iron ox near the city gate, the city gate would be torn apart.