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ps: Someone from my hometown came, and I stayed with me until more than three o'clock in the afternoon, drank a little, and was dizzy. After sending people away, I took a nap for a while, and when I woke up, I quickly coded words. I wrote the first chapter at eight o'clock, but I was only halfway through the second chapter at eleven o'clock, and I was dizzy. And a piece, 5000+, can only keep full attendance.

Sadly, though, there will be something tomorrow...... Boom ......"

The staff and steel spear collided together, and the explosion-like energy hedged, swinging up layers of soil and sand within three or four feet of the surrounding area.

"Good kung fu, good internal strength!" With the help of the recoil force, he turned over and jumped out a foot or two away, like a white cloud floating in front of Zhu Puma. "So you're going to die!" Zhu Biao's incomparably youthful face only made the white-robed priest frown.

It's too young, it's so powerful now, who else can govern it in another ten or twenty years?

Therefore, this is a great disaster, and the talent of the Han people is the disaster of the Hu people! The calamity should be cut off and eradicated as soon as possible.

Zhu Biao looked at the white-robed sacrifice with cold eyes, this was the first time he had seen the white-robed sacrifice appear, because even in the Heavenly God Sect with strict classes and many grades, the white-robed sacrifice was also a solemn person. On the first day of October, the right valley of Baishan Chishui Liwang sacrificed, and the king of the western wide-eyed law did not arrive, and the person who presided over the memorial was a white-robed sacrifice.

But the first time I saw the white-robed sacrifice, the white-robed sacrifice left an extremely bad impression on Zhu Biao. Two red-robed mages, eight yellow-robed mages, and a large group of black-robed mages, this white-robed priest and his disciples directly messed up Zhu Biao's final blow to the defeated army of Xinqiu Hulu, and caused a lot of casualties to the Han army.

"Take me another staff—" In the shouting, the staff in the hand of the white-robed priest was pounded out again.

This is a person who has cultivated the staff method to the realm of simplification. Straight straight to the stick, it seems simple, but it contains endless changes, Zhu Biao's any kind of marksmanship is under the response of this stick. The trick is sluggish, but also if it is wise and foolish, if it is clumsy, it is truly the highest level in martial arts.

"Lao Tzu doesn't fight hard with you-" Zhu Biao stepped off his feet and slapped his left arm on the saddle. The figure flickered backwards and withdrew three feet away. Just after receiving a blow, the black horse neighed continuously, and after another battle, I was afraid that this BMW that I had just obtained would be injured and repay!

"Where to go-" The cold light in the eyes of the white-robed priest was even stronger. The staff's arms sank, and the momentum of the castrated staff stopped, and there was no strength on the feet. In the shaking figure, the person had already jumped five or six zhang distance and jumped on top of Zhu Biao's head.

Then the staff is used as a stick, and the head is struck downward.

This is a stick containing a thousand powers, and it is still the same clumsy style, which is extremely simple, but it completely covers the top of Zhu Biao's head. The speed at which the staff fell was not fast, and Zhu Biao could catch traces of it with both eyes, but Zhu Biao was shocked to find that it had left a nick under his heart, a feeling!

――It seems that no matter how much you try to fight back, the head of the staff will always fall on top of your head!

It's obviously not a quick hit. But let himself have a feeling of being unable to resist from the bottom of his heart.

The steel gun was immediately thrown out, Zhu Biao pulled out the sword at his waist, his eyes were resolute, and "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword" made a decisive move.

The other party's martial arts attainments can't be compared with him now, so he simply doesn't compare. The road to simplicity is powerful. But one force to ten will also be recited in the rivers and lakes for I don't know how many years. Moreover, this white-robed sacrifice has not yet touched the limit of simplification.

"Boom, boom, boom......" three explosions in succession.

Zhu Biao flew out directly upside down like a meat bullet, smashing down a series of cavalry sergeants who rushed to him. The rolling internal force was agitated, and his chest seemed to be pressed by a big stone, and the internal force could not be calmed down for a long time!

The successive waves of air set off during the explosion also swept away the Han cavalry in a circle around the two of them, and even the heavy horses fell in all directions.

The white-robed sacrifice in mid-air was not comfortable when he was hit by the "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword", and Zhu Biao had nearly fifty years of skill. Without his depth, there is no big difference, coupled with the layering of the "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword" exercises, the internal breath of the white-robed sacrifice under these three swords is also suffocating, and the turmoil is non-stop, and it is difficult to even continue to hunt and kill Zhu Biao. With the help of the force of the anti-shock, it rose more than a foot high in mid-air, and with a slight swing of his waist, he fell diagonally on the back of the black BMW left by Zhu Biao.

"Huh-" The white-robed priest's eyes staring at Zhu Biao suddenly froze, and his face changed suddenly.

He still has a little upper hand on Zhu Biao's blow, but Zhu Biao's sudden appearance of the three swords can definitely pose a heavy threat to him. didn't put the rest of the outsiders in his eyes at all, and the white-robed sacrifice that only Zhu Biao was in his eyes before, and now he still has Zhu Biao in his eyes. But in an instant, when the old force had exhausted its new strength to make a living, as he floated on the back of the horse, a sharp murderous aura approached his vest.

Xing Tianxiao, who had been holding his breath, suddenly flew up from the group of soldiers, and his light luck was extremely high, and when the white-robed priest first noticed, his hands like eagle claws had already covered all the vital points of the white-robed sacrificial vest.

The shadowless eagle is the shadowless eagle, I don't know how many soldiers on both sides of the Hu and Han sides, I just felt that my eyes were flowering, and Xing Tianxiao had already reached the back of the white-robed sacrifice, and he grabbed it with both hands, and grabbed it violently.

This is not a praying mantis fluttering on the remnants of the yellow finch, nor is it a sandpiper clam competing for the benefit of the fisherman, but a pure and pure goshawk soaring, and the eagle swooping for food.

"Bell-" The agitation of the staff and the eagle's talons emitted two symphonies of gold and iron.

The white-robed priest felt a stab in the palms of his left and right hands, and the sharp internal force like arrows rushed straight up along the meridians of his arms, breaking through the obstruction of the heavy internal forces in the meridians like a bamboo.

"Poof-" After the eagle talon touched the staff, the four fingers of the curly scroll were instantly stretched out, and the eight finger power machine guns hit the white-robed mage's vest almost at the same time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.

With a muffled snort, the white-robed priest fell from mid-air, fell to the ground, and rolled twice on the ground before turning over and standing up.

The staff is still in his hand, but the white robe now is not the same as before!

"Despicable villain-" The top master of the dignified martial arts actually hid among the ordinary pawns. The eyes of the white-robed priest were full of contempt!

"Boom ......" is just a moment later. The two Silver Eagle Sharps lurking among the soldiers, and the ten Bronze Eagle Sharps lurking among the soldiers, shot one after another, all of them were killers.

The Celestial God Sect, who was caught off guard, suffered a heavy blow in the moment, and the two red-robed mages who had killed him were both injured and were successfully attacked. Three of the eight yellow-robed mages were broken, and the remaining five were all slightly injured.

"Let's die—" Xing Tianxiao's face was hideous. A pair of hands spread out like eagle claws, and his body jumped into the air again, and once again cut at the head of the white robe like an evil eagle pounced.

Kill the enemy in one fell swoop.

The white-robed priest glared angrily, and Huo Di jumped up from the ground. Feet canopy stepped on the ground with a bang, looking at Xing Tianxiao's smiling figure rising in response to the sound of cracking. A cloud of dust was raised.

Xing Tianxiao's offensive remains unchanged, his claws are like sharp blades out of the sheath, and the arrows that are off the string will not be collected if they are issued.

There was a soft whistling sound.

The white-robed priest who raised a piece of dust and sand rose up, Yu Yong waved the staff in his hand, the shadow of the staff was heavy, and his entire body was covered by a black shadow.

The black shadows quickly burst open, with the white-robed sacrifice as the center, and within a radius of one zhang, all of them were covered by phantoms.

Originally, it was an evil eagle pounced on food, but now it looks like it has thrown itself into a net.

Zhu Biao calmed down the agitation of his inner qi. Pinch the sword and sweep it aside. He didn't believe that this big net could be used to laugh at Xingtian, but in case something was wrong, he had to be ready to kill him at any time.

A pair of hands turned into thousands of claw shadows and stormed into the shadow of the white-robed sacrificial staff.

A series of crackling sounds sounded on the battlefield, and the ear drums of the surrounding soldiers were shaken to the core.

In the dazzling shadow of the black staff. Xing Tianxiao was like a wisp of light smoke with no substance, moving at a ghostly speed in the space of Fang Yuanzhangxu, dodging the onslaught of his opponent's monstrous waves.

The winner is decided.

Blood splattered.

Xing Tianxiao retreated violently with a puff of blood spitting out. The white-robed sacrificial snow-white robe was rendered with red blood flowers, and large strips of flesh were torn off from the front chest and right arm.

The three-foot sword swelled at the speed of thunder and lightning. Shot in a flash.

Zhu Biao did not hesitate to add a kick at the most difficult time of the white-robed sacrifice.

A soldier was stunned on the spot, and after Zhu Biao made a move, his eyes were full of swords shining, and he couldn't see anything. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

The white-robed sacrifice has been defeated.

The soldier reflexively swung his knife and slashed at the white-robed sacrifice that swept to his side, and a dry palm slapped on his back, and a fierce force instantly penetrated his whole body, and his heart was shattered into a ball of minced flesh.

But the time was too fast, and the fast soldiers didn't have time to spit out blood, and their bodies involuntarily rushed towards the sword qi stabbed by Zhu Biao like arrows.

Yes, sword energy. Zhu Biao, whose internal strength has reached the point where it is now, has completely turned into sword qi with a sword wind.

The white-robed priest's breathing was not smooth, and he was chased by Zhu Biao's sword qi as if he had a thousand catties of boulders pressed on his heart, and his whole body was cut like a knife, and the cold air of the sword blade made him feel like he was immersed in the cold ice of ten thousand years. And the next moment, a qiē is gone.

The light dissipated.

Zhu Biao stopped two feet away from the white-robed sacrifice. The momentum of the little soldier did not decrease, and he suddenly crashed into Zhu Biao's arms.

"Wind and rain in all directions-", Zhu Biao played the most powerful palm in "Thunderbolt", and wanted to dissolve all the palm power attached to the little soldier, but ......

As soon as the person fell into his arms, Zhu Biao knew that the little soldier had gone.

The body rose into the air, and Zhu Biao chased towards the white-robed sacrifice. There was Xingtian smiling on the side, and he couldn't run far.

This is not bad, Xing Tianxiao, who has two hands and claws, has already stopped in front of the white-robed sacrifice, and the phantoms of the eagle claws under his hands are like a tide, and they are overwhelmingly hitting the white-robed sacrifice.

A crazy smile appeared on the white-robed priest's face, and his hands shook, as if by magic, a short hair was held in his hand, and countless spear shadows were conjured. The tip of the spear trembled, and it marked diagonally towards Xing Tianxiao's face.

Xing Tianxiao's face showed a thick disdain, if the strength of this white-robed sacrifice was complete, and thousands of cold rays and thousands of points of light and rain came, he would still have the possibility of temporarily avoiding the limelight. But now, what if the shadow of the spear obscures the sky!

The root is not good, and every qiē is empty.

For a moment, the battlefield was full of whirlwinds of short spears and eagle talons, howling and howling.

After a series of dense clashing sounds of gold and iron, the white-robed priest staggered backwards, and the blood-stained short spear hung weakly in his hand. He hurt Xing Tianxiao, and picked up a bloody wound on Xing Tianxiao's shoulder. But the eagle talon of Xing Tianxiao also scratched off his right arm. The earlier internal wound had already injured his meridians, and the internal injury was far worse than the external injury, and the strength of the short spear in the hand was at most the five successful husbands of the past.

The sword qi arrived without allowing the delivery to arrive, and the white-robed priest spun and fell away, spitting out a mouthful of blood with each turn, and at least ten or more blood marks crisscrossing the chest, back, back and back were deep and visible.

The majestic white-robed sacrifice finally came to the end of his life, and he had no power to fight back in the face of Zhu Biao's sword qi. I took it all right.

"Ding, kill a ,............ of the top masters of the rivers and lakes"

Xing Tian smiled at the body of the white-robed sacrifice and smiled. There was a blood mark on his forehead, which was left by the white robe sacrificial short spear, but the flesh wound was far from the wound on the shoulder. But the blood flowed down his face, making Xing Tian's smile even more hideous! Blood seeped down his shoulders and dripped down his arms onto the dirt.

"It's a pleasure to work with—"

Zhu Biao and Xing Tian laughed in relative numbers, and they burst into a hearty laugh when they looked up to the sky.

If this white-robed sacrifice is a head-on enemy, even if it is still not the opponent of Xing Tianxiao and Zhu Biao, it will never fold on the spot, and it is absolutely possible to retreat with his whole body.

But now, he is lying on the ground. In the midst of the long laughter, Zhu Biao and Xing Tianxiao got up one after another, and shot towards the two red-robed mages.

Zhu Biao didn't want to let go of these Heavenly God Cultists who killed the city, not them. Zhu Biao's army can increase the number of people by another seven or eight hundred, and it is impossible for the defeated army of Xinqiu Hulu to retreat into the city easily; If it weren't for them, the current number of Zhu Biao's army could still be around 9,000, not less than 9,000 now.

It was this period of slashing and killing, and Zhu Biao's cavalry lost at least two or three hundred more.

"Driving and driving, driving ......" Yili Mushan was still rushing to the Xinqiu Road with the army.

Under the city of Yuming County. Li Huizu looked at the sun in the west, and at the sound of an order, the rolling four-wheeled carriage roared out of the city and the surrounding fixed camp under the pull of the horse.

Outside the city of Yuming County, there was a scene that had never been seen in the history of the Central Plains 10,000-year war, although the internal Han army only had 80,000 foot horses.

10,000 four-wheeled flatbed carriages. Li Huizu always remembered how Zhu Biao returned to Xinchang from Huaiyuan. This time he was more than five times bigger. 10,000 four-wheeled flatbed carriages, one cart with three horses, carried 60,000 infantry armor without delay, carrying a large amount of military grain and grass and disassembled fragmentary siege equipment.

In order to gather so many flatbed carriages, Li Huizu intercepted almost all the transport convoys that had traveled to and from the front line for half a month, and he didn't know how many times he was cursed by the people of the household department and the military department.

Transporting infantry troops in horse-drawn carriages has never happened in the 10,000-year history of the Central Plains. During the Tang Dynasty, the Central Plains had a huge horse infantry army, and the same was true of the Great Zhou. But the use of horse-drawn carriages to transport military power is like a thin and tight film, vulnerable to a single attack, but precious.

If you don't poke it open, you'll never touch another space behind the film!

This is the difference in consciousness and thinking, just like Zhu Biao's previous life on the earth, there were also horse infantry troops in Chinese history, and there were also horse infantry troops in Western history, but the carriage was always a tool for carrying goods and civilian passengers. The carriage may have the inconvenience of this and that, but it can not be used when fighting on the open grassland.

It wasn't until the advent of trucks that the concept of mechanization was formed. In the era in which Zhu Biao lived, mechanization was a basic military concept that had become common and could no longer be universal. Zhu Biao was a military blind man who knew very little about weapons and equipment, but he knew that mechanization was originally about transporting soldiers and pulling cannons by trucks. I often watch the mainland war TV series, and I am full of impressions.

Naturally, the truck is a tool that Zhu Biao has equated with a horse-drawn carriage in the current time and space, the truck can transport troops, why can the horse-drawn carriage only transport goods? If geography allows, can you still transport troops?

When Zhu Biao Huaiyuan broke through, the effectiveness of the chariot began to appear, and now Li Huizu is using it on such a large scale, that is, this concept is truly unveiled in front of the whole world.

The sun was setting in the west, and the crimson sunlight shone on the battlefield left in the morning, making the battlefield full of corpses even more bloody.

"Dashuai, this is where Zhu Biao's first battle is today. There are more than 2,000 corpses of Hu Cai, and only 300 corpses of our soldiers. Commander Di Feng introduced Li Huizu and a group of generals around him.

"There are still some corpses of Hu Dog on the road ahead, and the loss of friend and foe is ten to one. The last general had heard that the general Huaiyuan was a hero, and he could fight well, and his name was well deserved! ”

"Hehehe......" Li Huizu smiled with satisfaction, Zhu Biao's battle report had not yet reported him here, and he didn't know anything about Zhu Biaojun's situation today, and he was sweating in his heart. But looking at it now, I still have to believe in Zhu Biao.

"There are no signs of bearded dogs in front of you?"

"Don't worry, the last general has already sent someone to investigate strictly, and there will be no dog!"

"Okay, don't camp tonight, the whole army marches overnight, and arrives at Beiling County before dawn. Sue the soldiers in the car, even if you can't sleep, you have to sleep. Tomorrow's battle is related to the fortunes of the country, and whether my Northern Han rises or falls, it depends on them! ”

"No-" The people around him got up and promised...... I'm the dividing line...... Under the castle of Xinqiu.

Zhu Biaoming was looking at the Hu Lu on the head of the city, but in fact, he was staring closely at the fatigue of the army in the status bar. After more than an hour of rest, the fatigue of the whole army finally dropped from more than 30 points after the war to less than 15 points.

With this body, Zhu Biao can rest assured and boldly lead them directly into Beiling County.

From dusk to dawn, and perhaps tomorrow morning, it will be clear whether Li Huizu's battle plan will succeed.

The whole army has dropped to less than 9,000 people, and the increase in Zhu Biao's A-rank troops has long enveloped the whole army. This is also the biggest capital he can support to the end tonight and tomorrow morning.

"Newspaper—"

"General Bao, a group of 10,000 Hu cavalry has come from the west......

West? Zhu Biao, who was about to order the whole army to mount and enter the Beiling County City, paused the words that had reached his throat.

"The whole army gets on the horse, follow me-" I thought that after the commotion in Beiling County would attract the Hu cavalry of Gao County, they are here now?!

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