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"Hmph, ridiculous." Think you'll be fine if you make someone unconscious?

Looking at the growth king who was crying and screaming one by one, Zhu Biao looked at it with a sneer and did not stop it. Unless the Celestial Cult doesn't let these people come to their senses again, they will wait to suffer even greater sins!

Life and death charms are not so easy to get along with. Even, the life and death talisman that cannot be suppressed for a long time is enough to completely destroy the meridians of these talismans.

"Thieves, good and vicious means"

"What kind of evil spell are you casting? Hurry up and unravel the chapters of the novel with them. Otherwise, you will be torn to pieces today."

You're crazy, aren't you? Zhu Biao looked at the screaming Dharma King with eyes like an idiot. In the current situation, they are taking advantage, and if they want to break their corpses, they should also be broken into thousands of pieces.

"The King of Growth! Big husband, lose, afford to lose, win, win, don't go crazy here, let Ben Shuai look down on you"

"Hmph" An angry snort sounded, and the growth king grabbed the demon pestle in his hand, and looked at Zhu Biao with hatred, "Thief, then you will see how this seat subdues demons and eliminates demons!" ”

As if a big firecracker was placed under his feet, the snowflakes shot in all directions, and the whole person of the Dharma King was high above the top of Zhu Biao, and the demon pestle split the mountain and cut off the mountain.

As soon as the body was sideways, a sword light flew out of Zhu Biao's hand, and the "ding" hit the demon pestle under the split, and the golden demon pestle was immediately swung away.

The offensive of the Holy Envoy and Venerable Nagarjuna followed, and Zhu Biao stood on the ground without dodging, stabbing out with two swords without dodging or dodging. The attacking Holy Envoy and Venerable Nagarjuna retreated with a speed that was three points faster than the coming momentum, how could there be an unbreakable sword palm under "Dugu Nine Swords"!

The remaining five Heavenly God Sect masters swung their swords and danced sticks to kill, and Zhu Biao shot into it with a sword, first a sword shook open and a knife in the face, and then stabbed out with a flick of the wrist and three swords, each killing the flaws of the three people.

The three swords were halfway stabbed, and Zhu Biao stepped to the left. A scimitar passed through his ribs, and the owner of the scimitar only needed to turn over his hand and wipe horizontally to cut Zhu Biao's ribs, but he obviously didn't have this opportunity, and even said that he himself didn't expect his knife to pass under Zhu Biao's ribs......

Zhu Biao didn't give him a chance or time to react, and when his chest was slashed, the man spat blood and flew out. The person was in mid-air, and the blood rain splashed, and a blood flower bloomed on the ground.

Lingbo microstep, really Lingbo microstep. The dodge attribute is too high. Zhu Biao's one person and one sword were besieged by seven people, including the King of Growth, as if he was strolling leisurely, and every step was in a place that others had not expected.

The eight of them fought faster and faster, but in seven or eight times out of ten, the offensive of the Divine Sect either handed the tricks to their own people, or failed. The remaining two or three out of ten were not difficult for Zhu Biao at all, and the latter performed "Dugu Nine Swords", taking the opportunity to fall into the well, and in less than two quarters of an hour, the battle of eight people became four.

A series of seven swords attacked the Holy Messenger. The holy envoy cut the scimitar sharply, connected the changing moves, and was still found by Zhu Biao's moves, and only cold sweat broke out on his forehead. And the seven swords fell. The figure in front of him flashed and flew into the air.

He was about to pursue, but his chest was cold, and he looked down. The shirt on the left chest suddenly cracked a hole, and the traces approached the inner armor of the body, and his complexion couldn't help but change.

Zhu Biao didn't succeed with a sword. The pestles and scimitars of the Dharma King and the Holy Envoy came from both sides, and they immediately pulled back. Standing two feet away, he looked at the three people in front of him in surprise, ***, all of them have coats, not to mention, they are all wearing vests!

If it weren't for that, not only would the Holy Envoy be severely damaged with a single sword just now, but the Growth Dharma King and Venerable Nagarjuna would have already hung flowers.

The cold wind continued to blow, and a bone-chilling cold sensation poured into the cracks in the chests and abdomen of the three of them. Just like the expressions of the three growth kings at this moment, they were cold.

It turned out to be the ending of the moment, and the three of them before the start of the fight were unexpected. The hunt was hunted, and all their confidence was shattered by what was left of them.

"Go"

The good man does not suffer the loss in front of him, or he knows the time and knows the advance and retreat, and when he sees that things are not good, the Dharma King of Growth broke off with a shout, and flew away with Venerable Nagarjuna and the holy envoy. When he left, he didn't forget to take his men who had passed out, but he was stopped by Zhu Biao, and the three of them joined forces to only snatch back a white-robed sacrifice.

Zhu Biao didn't chase too much, and the protection of the three of them was a big trouble. If it weren't for those things, he would definitely be confident that he would be able to kill the three of them under his sword. But with those things, he is a master of swordsmanship, and he doesn't dare to pack a ticket, and every sword can be pierced on the old marks.

With a simple outer robe and a simple inner armor, Zhu Biao has the confidence to pierce it with a sword. The White Bone Sword is not the Longquan Sword, its texture and sharpness are all placed there. However, if the outer robes and inner armor of the three of them are combined together, it will be troublesome.

At the end of the strong crossbow, Lu Mian could not be worn, and Zhu Biao faced such a problem. Unless he can accurately stab the next sword on the original old marks, without the outer robe and only the inner armor, can he really splash three feet of blood. But this difficulty is too big and too big......

Just a moment after the hour of Shen, it was a short day in winter, and the sun had not set. The Han army of soldiers and horses drove out of the northern end of the Izumo Pass.

The traces of the fight in the open space at the exit are still clearly visible, and more than a dozen corpses have been thrown to prove the results of Zhu Biao and others.

Three miles away from the exit, on the back slope of a hill, Zhu Biao led his army to set up camp there.

As the night approached, he could feel more and more the change in the weather tomorrow, and the snow was certain.

Vast and wild, the howling north wind whimpered and cried. In the middle of the night, it was getting bigger.

On the ground as hard as iron, the soldiers of the Han army dug one deep pit after another with difficulty, and one wooden pillar after another was buried deep into it. Zhu Biao issued a military order, tonight's camp should be built according to the standards of the camp.

The soldiers are very sensitive, especially the veterans in the army, as soon as they heard Zhu Biaoxuan's military order, they knew that the war was about to start. One by one, they have worked hard to build and strengthen the camp, and they all know that in the cold winter weather, the camp is their biggest reliance.

More than 100 miles north of Izumokou, more than half of the camp of the Hu cavalry was vacated yesterday, and tens of thousands of Hu cavalry troops had already pulled out the camp and headed south early this morning.

Just twenty miles away from the northern end of the mouth of Izumo, Zhu Biao's Di Feng and Hu Qi's Condor Archery met.

Sharp arrows are in the air, you come and go. Hu riding a war horse and riding a plow are on a par with the Han army riding a climbing plow.

The former, with their superb horsemanship, rolled and dodged on horseback, and some simply hid under the horse's belly, so there were very few people who were injured by arrows in the eagle archery, and some could still lie firmly on the horse's back even if they had been hit by arrows.

The Han army, on the other hand, relied on steady and solid defenses. Each plough was ridden by three people, one of whom was riding a horse, and the other two were fully equipped with swords, shields, bows, and crossbows, and baffles were erected on either side of the plow, like a trumpet-sized chariot.

Although it is not as light as a solo horse, in the special environment of snow, both sides have their own advantages and disadvantages. The final result also proves this, and the fight is a win-or-loser.

When the news was transmitted back to their respective teams, Zhu Biao just smiled faintly and continued to order the reinforcement of the camp. On Hu Qi's side, Uwei was looking at the sky worriedly, the wind was blowing, the speed under the darkness became faster, is there a big snowstorm tomorrow?

This year's winter came early, and it was very cold. It's not the New Year yet, and the snow is falling one after another.

"Get up, let them all get up, fortify the tents, fortify the tents......"

Uweida has no weather forecast, but as a steppe man and a general of the Hu tribe, he can still estimate some of the laws of winter climate change on the prairie.

Now these changes, it is very likely that another heavy snowstorm is coming.

"What a damn"

If the ambush fails, the defeat will be defeated, and the lost face will be recovered on the battlefield. But as soon as their immortal face changed, there would be no battlefield to regain face.

And the heavens above their heads became heavy, as if they were to be pressed down on the heads of all men.

In the evening, heavy snow came as expected. The wind became more and more fierce, and the biting cold wind brought large flakes of snowflakes that hit the tents with a rhythmic sound of "thump, thump, thump".

The soldiers of the night vigil were almost breathless and speechless by the strong winds, and the cold wind blew on their faces as if they were cutting with knives. The oil applied didn't work, and when it was blown by the wind, it was like a layer of ice cracked on the face.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, and the heavens and the earth were filled with their howls and whistling.

"Poof" Hu Ying, the king's tent of Uwei Tuo.

The tent baked by the brazier was steaming, and a thick felt blanket was laid on the floor, and there was not a trace of cold breath. Naturally, the wine glass fell to the ground, and there was no crisp cracking sound.

A heavy snowfall disrupted his overall plan, how could he gather Zhu Biao in such weather? How can he take revenge?

"The sky is not with me, the sky is not with me!" Uwei thought of Zhu Biao, who would retreat immediately after the snow stopped, and couldn't help beating his chest.

He didn't think that Zhu Biao would still confront his two armies after the weather cleared. This time was enough for Zhu Biao to realize that something was wrong. He had only 15,000 men, while the former army brought by Uweida was 70,000, and even the troops with the suffix were more than 100,000.

The Han army camp soon turned the entire camp into a white ice and snow world, and the ground swept out when the camp was built was once again covered in white clothes.

Zhu Biao walked through more than a dozen military tents one after another and left satisfied.

Although the cold wind outside was biting, the temperature inside the tent was not bad, the brazier was burning, not to mention warm, and at least I wouldn't feel cold in cotton clothes. The two of the soldiers had a quilt, and it was a little squeezed, but it was not warmer.

Having enough to eat, dress warmly, sleep well, use troops in winter, and want to maintain the combat effectiveness of the army in the cold and snow, these three points are indispensable.

To put it more clearly, if it weren't for the complete guarantee of these three points, why would Zhu Biao only need to send 15,000 troops? Five battalions of iron cavalry, just leave two battalions to take a look, and the remaining 13,400 cavalry can also be brought out to walk around. (To be continued......)