Gatu can't lose, even if Gatu can't win the city of Angola Ruth, they must keep each other in a confrontation situation, otherwise the hearts of Gatu will be scattered, and they will only be annexed by Mia. So Zhan Han knew that he had to extinguish these flames of hope.

In Fengli's hands, he abolished his right hand, Cha Xili died, Zhuo Jia died in battle, and Jia Tu was defeated again and again. When Jiatu fought against Fengli, there were almost no victories in the confrontation on the frontal battlefield, and only his own ambushes and sneak attacks made Fengli suffer. Zha Han felt that he had no choice but to use such a method, because only in this way could he restrain Feng Li. Extraordinary people use extraordinary means, war, and can't manage too many principles.

As a general, you must recognize the form, know yourself and know that the other side can not be defeated in a hundred battles. And to know oneself and the other, we must first recognize our own strength. Therefore, the wind is not boastful, and Chahan is not proud. They can clearly see each other's strengths and weaknesses, and the light on each other's body is like a mirror reflecting their own strengths and weaknesses, clear and clear, and cannot be avoided.

Therefore, Chahan knew that the city of Angola Ruz needed to be attacked when the wind was away. If the city of Angola Ruz is a strong general, then Fengli is the soul of it, the soul of war. Invincible, never extinguished, let the enemy deter, let all Angola Ruz know that they can never defeat the spirit of war. Perhaps, every marshal is the soul of the city of Ruz in Angola.

Of course, Chahan didn't know what he was doing now about the stimulation and impact of Feng Li. Let the frozen heart, which originally began to be soft, be deliberately dyed with the color of a demon. I'm not a demon, it's just that you're tempting me with death step by step. I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid of more deaths around me, so. I can only destroy you, even if you are dragged into the abyss of hell.

Wen Mu Nie Xiao Yu and they looked at the more and more soldiers gathered around Zha Han, and frowned, Feng Li had only been gone for three days, and Zha Han waved his troops under the city, and the momentum was even more vigorous. What's going on here? Isn't Chahan a huge loss?

It's just that soon, they don't have time to think about anything else. Because, Chahan came to the city gate with strong soldiers.

"How is it so fast?"

"Why are there so many soldiers and horses?"

This is a question that Wen Mu and they have in common, just. Chahan didn't answer what they meant.

"Nie Xiaoyu, I know that you are standing on the city tower today. It doesn't matter how high you stand, it doesn't matter, I'll let you know. As long as the wind is not there. I will be able to break through the city of Angolan Ruz. I'm going to make the city of Angola Ruz a broken eggshell in your hands! Zha Han's provocative words came, and the tone was undisguised and rampant.

These remarks, first, provoked the discord between Nie Xiaoyu and Fengli; the second is to provoke Nie Xiaoyu to come out to fight, take advantage of his unpreparedness, kill him, and leave Angola Luz City without a coach; The third is to let the city of Angola Ruz complain about the wind, such a dangerous moment, since you are not there as a marshal. If anything really happens to the city of Angola Ruz, Feng Li will definitely have to bear the infamy of the ages. The fourth is to make the people of Angola Ruz panic and make them shrouded in the fear of the city being broken.

It is undeniable that after seeing the development of Qiēdu as he expected, Zha Han felt proud that he was about to break through the excitement and excitement of history, and the deadlock of hundreds of years would be broken in his own hands, Zha Han looked at the city of Angola Ruz with a bright light in his eyes. The belief of victory was in Chahan's heart, and with his shouts, with the spear he swung, poured into the hearts of the Sogatu soldiers, and they shouted excitedly, advancing step by step with Chahan's pace. Fanatical, urgent, excited, determined. Because they believed in Chahan, in this commander who had fallen and stood up, and in this only remaining prince of Gatu who was extremely wise.

Soldiers, whether they are related by blood or not, if you are a prince, they will obey, and if you are the commander, they will obey.

"Zha Han, you, who were crippled by Feng Li, can only play tricks when Feng Li is not there today. I sue you, no matter whether the wind is away or not, the city of Angola Ruz will always be the city of Angola Ruz. Our soldiers, always keep their mission in mind. That is, we will always protect the city of Angola, even if we lose our lives. Angolan Ruz City, undefeated, Angolan Ruz City, forever! Seeing that Nie Xiaoyu was looking at the battlefield and not speaking, Wen Mu roared out these words with enthusiasm.

Morale is king, and the morale of soldiers on the battlefield can never decay. Wen Mu wants to let all the soldiers of Angola Ruz know that no matter whether the wind is away or not, Angola Ruz will never be invincible. Because all of us, all the soldiers of the city of Angola Ruz are with the city of Angola Luz.

Venmu's words dispelled the indignation, unease and fear of all the soldiers of the Angolan city of Ruz. yes, no matter how suddenly you and the Assault appear, it's not a big deal. Because, we are ready to sacrifice at any time. We, each of us are the city of Angola Ruz, and our flesh and blood are the bricks and tiles of the city of Angola Ruz.

The soldiers of the Angolan city of Ruz had firm, persistent, silent, and speechless.

"Enter!" Larry, who followed behind Zhan Han, pointed straight at the city of Ruz, Angola.

"Enter!" The roar of excitement accompanied by the pace of running like a mountain.

"Fight!" Lin Jixing, the cold-faced god of war, was already standing outside the city gate, not caring about the words of Zha Han and Wen Mu, and even Larry's fanatical battle intent at this moment did not arouse his half affection.

Lin Jixing believes that my whole life is only to fight for the city of Ruz, Angola. No matter who you are, no matter how many soldiers you have, I know that the city of Angola Ruz will not be broken. For I stand before it, and you cannot go forward half a minute. This is Lin Jixing's self-confidence, and it is also his persistence, the firm persistence of guarding all his life.

"Fight!" The firm oath-like voice of the soldiers of the Angolan city of Ruz.

A battle between fire and ice, wind and sand. The two sides fought together, and they couldn't tell each other apart. They only know that there is an enemy in front of them, and they only know that they can't take half a step back, because behind them are their brothers and guards.

Lin Jixing's troops were already iron-blooded, and with Feng Li's method of training spreading throughout the army, the overall quality of all soldiers in Angola Ruz City was more than doubled. You must know that on the battlefield, if the combat effectiveness of all members of a group is doubled, then the attack and defense power brought by their tactics and coordination is not as simple as doubling. That's why Feng Li was able to make Zha Han fail like that at that moment, so they could resist Zha Han's attack at this moment.

The soldiers are like fire and water, fighting on par, and the generals are not idle, you come and go, is the momentum scary?

Ringy line against Larry. Larry's spear is definitely the best of the Gattu, as Zar acknowledged. A spear is like a dragon going out to sea, like a wild sand rolling, like a spirit snake spitting letters, like a mountain when it is heavy, like flying sand when it is flying, and like a cunning spirit snake when it is flexible. Larry's gun is not limited to a uniform routine, he moves with the wind, moves with the momentum, every move is so sudden, but so appropriate. It was this freewheeling, body-and-mind marksmanship that made Larry's marksmanship dominant, making everyone fall under his gun. Even Zhuojia, who was praised by Cha Kemu, could only fight, but he couldn't do anything about Larry.

At this moment, Larry's spear swept towards Lin Jixing, and he didn't know what Zha Han and Larry said. At this time, the gun in Larry's hand was more agile than before, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder between the swings.

However, Larry was facing Lin Jixing, the freak of the Angolan city of Ruz. The spear that the Mia people are not good at, but Lin Jixing has opened up a new world.

A gun is a weapon, a weapon that is held in the hands of a person. The quality of a weapon determines its lethality. The level of human martial arts determines its killing process. The fit of a person and the weapon, the absolute flexibility of it. The state in which you master the weapon, you are absolutely free to use it. All in all, in a word, the gun is dead, the person is alive, the gun is in the hands of the person, and the person is the key.

And Lin Jixing has achieved this critical step very well. A gun, in his hands, is free to change, flexible and changeable, picking, stabbing, smashing, sweeping, swinging. Open and close, cautious, one foot in front of him and one foot in his body, Lin Jixing can only defend and attack. The spear was in Lin Jixing's hand, alive. If Larry has attained the unity of body and mind, then Lin Jixing has given the spear its soul. Fighting with Lin Ji Xing, you can say that you are fighting with one person and one gun, or you can say that you are fighting with two Lin Ji Xing.

Because the gun has a soul and the temperament of its user itself, Lin Jixing's indifference and coldness, then his gun is also cold, making people dare not parry.

So the frost meets the ice, and it is about each other's endurance, prudence and endurance. Lin Jixing and Larry can't stand together, no one can separate them, no one can separate them before they win or lose, and no one can separate them before they die.

But, unexpectedly, and as if expected, arrows whistled in. Ignoring Shi Zichuan, Qin Xinghe, Tang Yiming, Huang Lianglu and others on the side, they went straight to Lin Jixing.

In the case that Lin Ji Xing was so good that Larry couldn't distinguish between the virtual and the real and the figure, it quickly passed through the blockade of the two people's gun shadows and accurately shot on Lin Jixing's right shoulder. The moment the arrow pierced, Lin Jixing paused slightly, but Larry grasped it, and as expected, he stabbed the spear into Lin Jixing's abdomen with extreme precision. Fortunately, Lin Jixing ignored the pain, and the spear also reached Larry's chest in an instant, and Larry had to give up.

In such a fast grappling between Lingxing and Larry, who can attack Lingyixing's arrows with precision and speed, everyone in Angola Ruz knows that there is no one else but the passenger car.

Lin Jixing looked at the arrow on his right, looked up at the arrow bow raised by Keqiche again, his eyes sank, and he didn't speak. He stretched out his hand to break the arrow, threw away the body and the arrow, looked at the passenger car with an indifferent expression, and then turned his eyes to look at Larry. The hand that clenched the spear did not relax, and the momentum did not languish at all. If you want to fight, you will fight, and I will not take half a step back. (To be continued......)